If It's Meant To Be || k.th ff b. 2

Drunk Taehyung

"You're what?" Your dad stands up in an instant and runs over to you.

You look at him in disbelief.

"Taehyung can do this, he was always there for me" you say and your dad's eyes sadden.

Woozie and Jackson were just sitting there quietly. They didn't want to interfere with the family argument.

But they were also surprise, yet happy. They were happy that you had a baby and that just maybe, just maybe you'll have peace in your life.

Because to them, you deserved it, after all you've been through. They wanted you to be happy, but right now, they're worried that you're stressing to much.

Everyone runs to the car. Your dad is in the driver's seat even when you said Taehyung could handle it.

Your dad felt guilty.

He felt guilty because everything that you said, was true. He didn't get to see you grow up into the beautiful woman you are, and instead he just left when he could've came back ages ago.

Taehyung sits next and holds you close to him, telling you that everything is gonna be alright.

You were worried that something was already going on with your child.

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"She's fine" the nurse says and everyone releases a sigh.

"Why is this happening to her?" Taehyung asks.

"Well, most pregnant women have these types of affects when they're stressed. Being stressed and being pregnant can cause a huge effect on the baby."

You look at your dad and he feels even more guilty.

"Mrs. Kim, I want you to release that stress you have. If you continue this, you can lose your baby. Having a baby has a lot of responsibilities. The number one priority is to stay healthy and stay stress-free. Mr. Kim, I suggest you give your wife more of your attention. You need to support her because as your baby grows, you're going to need to watch her every move." The nurse says.

"Make sure she's eating the right food, make sure she's not stressing to much, and lastly, be patient. Pregnant women can be a little cranky at times, but you have to understand that it's just the affect on pregnant woman." The nurse write on her clipboard and hands it to Taehyung.

It was filled of things he needed to do to take care of you.

"Help from your family would also help the baby be healthy." The nurse says and looks at everyone that's in the room.

"I will take my leave" the nurse and you thank her before she leaves.

Everyone is now silent, until your dad speaks up and attempts to walk up to you.

"Sweetie, I didn't mean the words I said-"

"Then why did you say it? Why did you blame my husband for doing absolutely nothing?"

"I'm sorry-"

"Dad, you heard the nurse. I can't be stressed." You leave the room with anger and everyone follows right after.

Taehyung and your dad walks side by side.

"I'm sorry" your dad says and looks at Taehyung. "I didn't mean the things I said, I knew you were there to protect her. I was just so shocked that words that weren't suppose to come out just, did."

"It's alright" Taehyung says. "I understand that you're a father trying to concerned of your child" Taehyung smiles at your dad and he smile slightly back.

You were just not in the mood for anything at the moment. You wanted to get out of here and sleep all day. You literally came back from Thailand and all this is happening already.

You were tired of it, and you just wanted some peace time alone.

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"Baby open the door" Taehyung says standing out the door.

You wanted some peace time but obviously Taehyung wasn't going to budge from his spot.

After hearing that you needed to be taken care of, he wanted to be next to you every second of his life.

"Taehyung give me peace please. Why don't you go out with the boys for a while. I just want to be alone." You yell from the bed.

Taehyung doesn't want to give you more stress so he agrees to your request.

you also felt bad for having to do this, but you just needed some alone time without any chaos.

Before Taehyung left the door, you quickly open it and kiss him on the lips.

"Be safe" you say and he smiles.

You close the door and Taehyung goes downstairs to meet the guys.

"Do you guys wanna have a guy's night" Taehyung says.

"Why not. I still have some energy in me" Jackson says and Woozie agrees.

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All the boys go out for a couple of drinks. They were sitting down next to the bar.

Taehyung limits himself so he doesn't get to drunk and do something stupid.

"Taehyung, we should dance" Woozie says trying to pull him up.

"I'm good Woozie, I'm not in the mood" Taehyung says at the drunk man and just shakes his head and continues to dance.

Jackson was just staring at Woozie in disbelief as he dances the night away.

You on the other hand, was just sleeping and resting. You were so done with life and all The stress. You needed this time alone so bad.

You just need time to think things over. like How were you gonna keep your career and the same time, take care if you own child?

You were also thinking of moving soon since there's a lot of people that live in the house. You didn't want anything fancy or expensive, you just wanted a cozy place for your family.

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Once it was fully dark out, you hear a knock on your room door.

You run up to it and opened it. You see your lovely husband with messed up hair and sleepy eyes.

"How was it" you ask and he hugs you.

"It was fun, but it would've been better if you were with me."

"Sorry Taehyung, I needed some alone time. I really appreciate you for giving me space" you give him a kiss on the forehead.

"Anything for my baby" Taehyung smiles.

"Why do you call me baby a lot now? You never called me that before"

"Because you'll always be my baby, And I'm your daddy" he chuckles and you step on his foot.

"You know I'll never call you that" you roll your eyes and let go of the hug.

"Maybe Not never, but when we have a house of our own.."

"Ok Taehyung, you're drunk" you chuckle and he nods while wobbling to the bed.

"You need to shower Taehyung" you say and he just groans.

"I'm tired." He whines.

"Come on big boy." You grab two of his hands and yank him up.

"Which one?" Taehyung asks with a smirk.

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🌚 oof.