kim hyunah | park jimin

Coincidences (Special Chapter)

She was on her way to a shoot when her cellphone rang. Glancing at the screen, her face was graced with a wide smile before the call was answered.

"Hey"

"Hey"

She trapped the device in between her ear and shoulder as she was grabbing her bag of tools, checking the equipments.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm feeling fine, on my way to the shoot. Why? Are you sick?"

Panic suddenly filled her chest, she knew that he rarely got sick, but when he did, it hit so bad she nearly cried the last time when he got hit by a cold while he had the nerve to smile, patting her, ensuring he was fine, he was always like that.

"I think we are going to have a new addition to the family"

"Eoh? Is mother pregnant? Or any one from your family? Last time I checked, nobody from my side of family was with a child"

A small chuckle was heard from the other side of the phone.

"Honey, I mean our family, as in you?"

Her eyes got wide from shock, she even stopped walking towards the location, it wasn't that far away now from where she was standing. She signaled to one of the staff to wait for a while.

"Me? As in me, Kim Hyunah? Me?"

"Yes, you. You as in PARK Hyunah. You"

"But I didn't feel anything strange"

"I just had the feeling that you are with a child, Hyunah-ssi"

"I don't think so. Besides, I think I would have noticed something changing in my own body, Jimin-ssi"

"You wanna bet?"

"Are we seriously going to bet whether I was pregnant or not?"

"Of cour-... god, I think it's coming again. Call you later babe. I love you"

"Eoh, ok. I love you too"

She mouthed, only to the line being cut off before he could hear anything she was saying.

"Strange"

She chose to push the issue to the back of her mind for a while. She will deal with this later. Now, she got to focus.

...

She touched the access card to their home and it beeped once before she was pushing the door open. It was dark. Eh?

She took out her phone. It was 8 pm. Jimin was supposed to be home by now.

"Jimin? Babe? Are you there?"

No answer.

Locking the door behind her, she switched on the lights to the living room, searching for her husband, but he was nowhere to be seen. This made her even more confused. She checked her phone again, no calls nor messages from him saying he will be late. Her body was already seeping with worry.

That was when she heard something coming from the direction of their room. As she got nearer, it sounded like someone throwing up?

She gasped when she saw her husband curled down, facing the toilet bowl, vomiting. She hurried beside him, massaging and gently patting his back.

"Babe? Jiminnie, what happened?"

"Oh? You're home!"

He hugged her, snuggling against her petite body, which kind of surprising her a bit. Not that he don't ever hug her, he usually preferred to be the spoon. She broke the contact to rest the back of her palm on his forehead and felt nothing differed from her own temperature. She handed him a bottle of water, which he took gratefully and took a little sip. Thank god she always carried a small bottled water in her bag.