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You woke up, did your morning routine, and walked downstairs. You didn't want to. I mean, who would want to see their husbands' pregnant girlfriend, and potential baby momma, eating all the food in the kitchen. Not to mention you didn't want to see Taehyung either.
You made your typical breakfast which was just a toasted slice of bread and jam smeared over it. You ate it in silence while Naeun watched a K-drama in the living room.
After you were done, you washed your dirty dishes and placed them on the drying rack. You dried your hands quickly when you saw Taehyung walk in. You just wanted to be out of there.
"Can we talk?" He asked.
"I have to go do something right now." You lied.
You tried walking past him, but he grabbed your wrist. You turned around, with your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as to why he was touching you so dominantly after what happened last night, and looked at his hand then at him.
"Sorry." He quickly let go. "I just really need to talk to you."
"About?"
"Everything."
"Fine." You agreed. "Talk."
"Let me start off by saying I'm sorry about yesterday. I had no right to yell at you and hurt you." He apologized and you nodded in acceptance. "Now to the elephant in the room. Naeun may or may not be having my child. I scheduled her an appointment for a paternity test next week."
A/N: asjdkskd i think y'all think taehyung is calling naeun an elephant, but "elephant in the room" is actually an expression. if you say there's an elephant in the room, it mean that there's an obvious problem or difficult situation that people don't want to talk about.
You could tell Taehyung was uncomfortable talking about this with you, but he had to. It wouldn't only change his life, but yours as well.
"If the baby is mine—I will take care of it. I want to be a good dad just like my father was to me. If it's not—Naeun will disappear from both of our lives."
His gaze left yours and you notice it traveled down your neck and to your upper arms.
"I... did that?" He murmured.
You looked over at your bruised upper arms, that were exposed, and quickly pulled up your sweater.
"I am so sorry." Taehyung's expression showed nothing but regret.
"It's fine."
"No. It's not."
Taehyung reached over to your shoulder and tried to pull down the sweater, but you stopped him.
