✓ | The 8th

Chapter Fifty

"Ave Mari-ri-ri-ri" I rapped, a Spanish song I had always loved.

"Shut up!" Jin scolded but I continued rapping.

"Ave Maria!"

Yoongi flicked my forehead making me stop and rub my red skin.

"WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!"

"You didn't want to shut up," He muttered, criss-crossed on my bed as he faced me.

I rolled my eyes and paused the song, taking my earbuds out of my ears. I turned my head slightly, Jimin's hair softly caressed my cheek. His face was flat on my back and his arms around my waist as I sat on his lap. Big ass thighs are good for big ass seats

Suddenly someone barged in with what looked like a pregnancy test.

"Who the hell used a pregnancy test and came out positive?!"

Everyone turned to me in which I shook my head in response. "Hell no!"

"It's mine," Hoseok confessed.

"You're a girl?!" I yelled.

Everyone glared at me. "Are you dumb? It's his girlfriend"

"Turns out she's five months pregnant, and it's my child," Hoseok smiled, rubbing the nape of his neck.

"Holy shit Hoseok, I thought I was going to have my first child before you," Yoongis eyes went wide.

"Same here," Jimin turned to me. "Let's have the second child of the dorm"

slap!

Everyone began laughing as Jimin rubbed his red cheek, I was flushed. Just thinking about it makes me blush, holy shit.