Jikook's Arranged Mariage💍

Chapter 5

As the young male froze he slowly looked up at the woman sitting on the couch. Wrapped in her robe, baby bump very present, hair in a loose low bun, her feet in bunny slippers and a cup of coffee near the dozen of papers scattered on the table, he wondered what she was up to.

"Do I need to repeat myself?"

"No? No...no! No, you don't, "Jungkook regained his composure as he stood up straight, his back aching, but he chooses to ignore it. Man, Jungkook just wanted to swan dive onto the couch.

"Jungkook sweetie, what do I tell you about staying in the workplace late, it worries me." She frowned as she put down the white, mug with the black words 'Worlds Best Mom' down on the dark oak table. Her hands reached up to rub her temples. Her sigh was long, and it looked like her eyes refused to open.

 "Mom, you know I'm not a teenager anymore," Jungkook mumbled it quietly.

 "I know, but you don't have to be a teenager for me to worry about you. Also, I think I'll be able to rest easy once you get married." The mother yawned, stretching her arms. "Jungkook honey, can you help me get to bed, I don't think I can open my eyes anymore," The middle-aged women said with a dry chuckle.

Jungkook quickly pulled off the shoes he was wearing and placed down his briefcase as he hurried towards his pregnant mother. He placed one hand out for her to hold, and once she grabbed it, he placed the other around her back to help her up. "Mom, I think you've gained some weight."

His mom glared at him, causing him to laugh out quietly as they walked towards the elevator. The master bedroom happened to be on the 4th floor, and no matter how many times Jungkook's mother told him not to get the elevator installed, he did it anyway. There was no way, a pregnant woman was going to go up so many flights of stairs. As Jungkook's father said, 'She might as well give labor while trying to get to bed.'

"I still can't believe you're father installed an elevator," She laughed with her son, who had joined in on laughing. When they reached the 4th floor, both mother and son went extremely silent. Sneaking their way into the master bedroom. Jungkook was sneaking because he didn't want to be scolded for coming home late, while his mother didn't want to be scolded for coming to bed late.

As they creaked down the hallway, Jungkook stepped on a wood plank that creaked very loudly. They had been welcomed to the sound of the man moving around in the bed before his snores continued. 

"Shhh!" Jungkooks mother slightly slapped the back of her sons head, making him rub circles on the back of his head as they continued down the hallway. Finally, they reached the entrance to the master bedroom and Jungkook sighed in relief.

"I'll take it from here okay"

"Okay Mom, see you tomorrow."

"Wait, Jungkook?"

"Yes, Mom?"

"Can you clean up those papers on the table for me please?"

"Fine,"

"Don't look at them,"

She pointed at him. She must have been serious about not wanting to him to look at the papers because she stood in that position for a while until he responded.

"Fine."