Broken || kth {kim taehyung}

Prologue

"This gift is from me!" I exclaimed, handing Taehyung the neatly wrapped box.

I was so excited for him to open this birthday gift. Inside the box, was a pregnancy test I took a week ago. The results came out positive, confirming that I was pregnant with Tae's child.

"Is it Gucci? You seem overly excited," Tae teased as he poked me.

I giggled.  "No silly! Just open it and you'll see... I think you will be even more excited than me!".

"Alright! Alright! Jagi is so crazy," Tae whispered, untying the ribbon.

"Yah!" I said with a pout.

He pecked me on the lips and showed his infamous box smile.

"I was joking," he said.

I fiddled with the promise ring on my finger. It always calmed me down when I was nervous. "Something to remember me by," Tae said, two years ago when he gave it to me.

I watched him eagerly as he looked inside the box. His box smile instantly fell once he saw what was in it.

"A-a pregnancy test?" he stuttered. "Is this a joke?"

He peered at the mark which had the positive sign.

"Is this yours? You-you're pregnant??" he asked, looking up at me.

I nodded with a smile. "Aren't you excited? You love kids! Now you'll have one of your own!". I gently rubbed my tummy.

Taehyung dropped the pregnancy test and stood up.

"We can't have this baby!"

The voice that I heard wasn't the voice I knew. It didn't belong to the person I fell in love with three years ago.

"What?! Why not?!"

I stood up, as he faced me.
I prayed this was all a dream. I prayed that this dream wasn't a reality, and never would be.

"I don't want a baby! I can't have a baby! How are we gonna take care of a baby?!"

I flinched at every word that made up his voice.

"Didn't you say you wanted kids?!"

It didn't make sense to me. The reaction I was expecting was the polar opposite of what I got.

"Not now! My career has just taken off! How am I gonna look now if I have a baby?!"

Is your career more important than me? Is that how it's been the entire three years I've been with you?

"Please..."

I gave up. I couldn't plead anymore.

"Abort it!"

I stayed silent.

"Do you hear me?! I said get rid of the baby!"

I could feel his arms grip my shoulders as he rattled me.

There was no strength in his grip. It was as if he didn't want to do this; his body wasn't cooperating with his mind.

His eyes tried to make contact with mines, but my head remained low.

Tears stung my eyes. I let them fall. Being stabbed a million times would've been less painful to experience than this.

I felt his grip loosen and his hands were at his sides again.

"No! I will not abort it! This baby is mines and yours and you can't change that!"

His fists clenched.

I gulped.

"I am keeping this baby, and if you don't want this baby in your life, then you won't have me in yours."

I picked up my keys, money, my phone and other important belongings and ran out of the house.

I ignored his pleads for me not to leave.

I sat in my car, processing the situation that just happened.

I rubbed my tummy again.

"Whatever happens... I promise that I am going to keep you safe and love you so much."

Tears rolled down my cheeks as I drove away.

That was the last time I would have ever seen Kim Taehyung.

Or so I thought.