SWAEG- BTS Min Yoongi ff

Chapter 25

"Yeah I should, too bad you're not my real mom." Shit. I did not just say that.

"What?!"

"What."

"You cant play that little mind game on me I taught you that. When did you find out?!"

"2 years ago."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Cause I really started to think of you as my real mom." Quit lying Y/N

"Awww you love me." Sure lets just go with that.

"Now young lady tell me. About your boyfriend!"

"Which one?" Damn it feels good to be a gangsta.

"The first one."

"Oh, so you wanna hear about Yoongi then."

"Hit me."

I tell her everything about Yoongi except the part of me being pregnant and me finding Jimin. But she already knew about what happened with Hobi.

"Wow. What about the current one. Jungkook? I think his name was.

Shit now I have to sugar coat this part.

"Well the kid had a huge crush on me. And I do mean huge. So I decided to give him a chance. No big deal. By the way can I get more food?"

"Wow someone has an appetite today. Are you sure you're not pregnant?" She joked

"Of course not mom that would be ridiculous." Not being able to play it off too well. But she bought it.

"Ooooookkaaay."

"Oh never mind mom I'm running late for school. I'll be heading out now. Bye love you." Why the fuck you lying.

While she got in her car (since her motorcycle was totaled) the realisation finally hit her. Yoongi and her really aren't together anymore. The man she started to actually love wasn't there for her anymore. I don't know if it's because of the baby or because of Yoongi but I think I'm gonna be sick. She runs out her car and back into the house, rushing to the closet bathroom.

"Honey are you alright I thought you were leav-"

"Aaaaraaaaaaargggjghdnjjd"

"OMG, are you throwing up?"

"Noooo, I'm conjuring up a ghost. What do you thin- aaaaaaaaaarfbsbdnnejsh"

"There is no way you're gonna be going to school like that you staying home."

"No shit Sherlock-argfbdsmdndmd"

"You may be sick and throwing up but I'll still kick your ass for talking to me like that."

"Finally. The way I've been talking to you for years without you doing anyth- aaaaaarrrhxhhfnfnfj"

Why the hell is my health like this. It better be because of this goddamn baby.

"Maybe its something you ate." Other than your half cooked pancakes I don't think so.

"Maybe now is the right time to tell you."

"Tell me what?"

"I was gonna wait till the perfect time but.... i-i-i."

"Spit it the fuck out"

"I'M PREGNANT!"

"YOU'RE WHAT?"

"please don't be mad"

"I'm not mad just shocked. Just glad your not 15 and pregnant. Then I'd be mad."

"Oh thank jisoo."

"Who's baby is it? Yoongi's or Jungkook's?"

"I haven't fucked Jungkook. He's just a fetus."

"Oh so it's Yoongi's." 😁

"Might be his might be...-"

"No it can't be. Not that fucker. Please god don't do this."

"God ain't real bish. If he was none of this shit would be happening right now"

"Real or not... I'M GONNA BE A GRANDMA!"

"aye aye aye."

Ze magical time skip brought to you by a jamless Jimin

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"Oh my fucking Brendon. What the hell does Yoongi want."

As soon as I pick up my phone I have an incoming call. Mmmm I wonder who the fuck it can be. Maybe the jackass that's been blowing up my phone all day.

I answer putting it on speaker.

"What the hell do you want?"

"What I want is to talk to you"

"Welp you talked. Bye now."

"Please Y/N I'm serious."

"Fine"

"I'm sorry. I was wrong and I was being such a dick. I just dint know what came over me."

"Yeah you're right you were a dick. But I except your apology."

"And I want you back. I miss having you close to me. I need you girl." Hey that would be a great song name😏.

"I mean I guess I could give you another chance."

"Yay. I promise wont screw up this time I promise. And I don't care who the biological father of the baby is. I'll take care of it and love it as my own."

"Ok bye"
"Bye my love."

Well now its time to make a sad phone call to Jungkook.

"Mom. Me and Yoongi are back together." I shouted downstairs from my room.

"That's great! I guess"

*riiiiing *
*riiiiing*

"Y/N?"

To be continued....