Falling For The Boss • JJK ✔️

BONUS CHAPTER - part 2

Warning: I cringed a bit while writing this but iT's FiNe JenNiFeR sHuT tHe HelL uP

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My eyes flutter open to greet an empty space on the mattress where Jungkook's body should be lying. I frown, wondering why my beloved human furnace isn't here to warm me up. But when the smell of maple french toast wafting through the bedroom door hits my nose, I instantly guess what he's up to.

I throw my dressing gown on and pad down the landing, the delicious scent getting stronger the closer I get to the kitchen. My stomach mournfully roars with hunger, probably due to how little I ate at the restaurant last night.

I enter the kitchen to see Jungkook making use of his toned arms to flip a slice of French toast on the skillet, fringe gently falling forward as he does so. On his feet is a pair of fluffy bunny slippers that Jimin once gave him for his birthday, making me smile to myself at his cuteness.

I go to stand beside him and gently lean my head against his arm. He kisses the top of my head fondly.

"Good morning, babe," he says tiredly.

"Morning Kookie, didn't you rest well?"

"I didn't actually," he glances at me. "Couldn't fall asleep. I was too worried about you,"

"What? Why were you worried?" I demand in a concerned tone, but I already know the answer.

"I know you said you were fine last night, but you didn't look so good. I'm making your favourite, maybe it will perk you up a bit,"

My heart wrenches in my chest at how caring and kind he is. What did I ever do to deserve him? Now I only feel all the more guilty for making him worry over nothing.

He deftly flips the toast onto a plate and turns away from the skillet, gently lifting my chin up with one finger.

"I wish you would tell me what's bothering you. I hate seeing you without your beautiful smile,"

My stomach flips over and butterflies erupt inside, and my palms begin to sweat. I made a vow to myself that today i'm just going to grow a pair and tell him the truth. Keeping it from him for longer is just going to cause distrust between us, and that's the last thing I want.

It's now or never. I take a deep breath.

"I hope you cooked lots," I say nervously.

"Why? Are you extra hungry?" Jungkook laughs with a puzzled expression. I shake my head, grabbing his hand and placing his palm over my still-flat stomach.

"Because i'm eating for two," I whisper.

Jungkook just stares at me blankly, his face devoid of emotion.

"Say that again?"

I swallow thickly, my nerves going crazy.

"I said I'm eating for two,"

Jungkook's jaw goes slack. I hold my breath as I wait for his response. He turns away from me and leans his hands on the countertop, head bowed slightly so that his fringe falls in his eyes.

"Wait, seriously? Like for real?"

"Yeah," my voice cracks slightly as the tears prickle in my eyes.

He runs both hands down his face and then keeps them there. I just stare at his form in complete and utter terror. I watch with dread as his shoulders begin to shake.

He doesn't want it. He's disappointed. He's angry. He wants a divorce. He's-

crying?

"Jungkookie, I'm so sorry that I didn't tell you earlier. I understand if you're upset with me-"

But my sentence is cut off when he turns around. Yes, his eyes are glistening with unmistakable tears, his cheeks flushed pink. My shocked eyes slowly take in his expression, his lips stretched into the happiest smile I have ever seen on his face.

"You think I'm upset?"

He engulfs my small frame in his tall one, picking me up effortlessly and whirling me around, peppering kisses all over my face. He sets me down on the floor again and captures my lips with his, cupping my cheeks with both hands.

"I couldn't be happier if I tried,"

Relief washes over me like a tidal wave, a huge weight being lifted from my shoulders. I fling myself into his arms once again and start to sob.

"I was so scared that you wouldn't want this yet,"

"Y/N, having kids with you is the best thing that could ever happen to me. I've actually wanted to start a family for some time now, I just didn't want to make you feel obliged if you weren't ready,"

I pull my face away from his chest and grin at him. "Really?"

"Really," he plants a kiss on the tip of my nose before sliding both hands under my shirt and placing them on my belly.

"I can't believe we're going to be parents," he whispers.

"I know," I squeal excitedly, "You're going to be a Daddy!"

"What are you talking about? I'm already your-"

I slap his chest lightly and laugh. "Don't ruin the cute moment!"

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding," he chuckles. He sighs and runs a hand through my hair, hugging me to his chest.

"We'll have to wrap you in bubble wrap now, you're even more precious than before. If that's even possible,"

I smile against his shirt, feeling like the luckiest woman alive.

"If anything were to happen to you, I don't know what I'd do with myself. You and this little baby are my entire world,"

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A/N

THANKYOU FOR 50K READS OHMYGOD I CAN'T DEAL
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