BORROWED TIME || J.JK

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[Dear Jungkook,
Thank you for existing in my life. Thank you for the wonderful memories you've shared with me. Thank you for making me happy. I love you.]

One year had passed like a blur. Seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, and months happened so quickly like in every blink of an eye is a different memory, feeling and emotions that can be felt.

It was the year when Jungkook finally asked you to be his wife properly. He proposed to you in front of his and your parents along with his friends.

"Y/N. Will you be my wife and be mine forever?" He let out, as a soft nervous chuckle escape from his thin lips.

You were so dazed, as you answered him in an instance abruptly. "Yes!"

You shouted throwing yourself at him, hugging him for dear life, as his friends cheered for the both of you. You were finally able to marry the man of your dreams and daydream. The man you wanted the most.

Life was becoming more beautiful than what you've expected.

Later that year. . . As the both of you let out your last vows, the priest in front of you announced you as a newly wedded couple. You were happy and so as he. You placed a soft kiss at your lips, cherishing each moments he'll make with you from now on and the near future.

After that almost fairytale like marriage. . . you both decided to live and start your family with a wonderful plan. Your life with him was everything you could wish for. It was a fairytale that doesn't have an ending, yet everything that was happening was making you happy. You never thought a life like this with him would ever occur. It was a dream come true.

Clad in thick blankets, he kissed the top of your belly bump, caressing it with gentleness. "Is it a boy?"

"It is Jungkook." You smiled at him. His eyes already showing lots of affection, as he stared at your bump with a warm smile.

It was hard for him, taking care of you when you're at your monstrous mode of being pregnant. You would often blame him for having this hard time of being pregnant. You would shout at him for having his sperm cell meets with your egg cells which he'd only laugh at. He was doing his best to understand you specially when your 8th month of pregnancy came. You were a mess. You'd make him do a lot of stuffs for you, make him carry you to the toilet, make him buy your favorite foods, cry at him for having your body fat, fool him when you feel like annoying him, bite him because you feel like it, tell him to get you this and that, make him kneel down and help you put shoes, wakes him up when you're scared at night and get yourself to be bipolar only around him.

Most likely, he suffered more than you do. But he loves you and you loved him specially now. You loved him more because he stayed with you not even getting tired of your shits. He was your perfect man.
The perfect man who stayed with you during the day you gave birth to his son.

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He was the happiest father. You often see him spoil your son and he would take him to his hyungs' houses just to brag about his son being good at singing which he himself thought him.

You'd listen how Jungkook and his hyungs plans to make the second generation of BTS with their sons, as they talked about who will be the main dancer, vocalists, rappers, and leader. Their soft laughters sounded to beautiful like their smiles.

"I bet my son will be the dancer!" Hoseok exclaimed, as he lift his son up.

Jimin scoffed. "Make my son the main dancer man~! He moves like J-Move!"