Amentia - K.NJ.

Twenty-Four

"Do you really think that's the problem?"

It was nearing noon, the sun warming my clothing as the chill around us closed in. I was sitting with Taehyung at the edge of one of the trailers at the doorstep. The day was clear and bright, unlike what it had turned into yesterday. Frost had covered the ground in the morning, but now the ice had softened into the ground, feeding the grass.

Jinkyong was with Namjoon a little bit away, the both of them practicing for the show later that night. Jinkyong was back to her happy, giggly self, but Insu was a bit off. Yoongi had taken Insu to practice their part as well, but Insu had kept his eye on me all morning, from as soon as I had dragged my feet out of me and Namjoon's room, to when I made breakfast, and to when he had left and Taehyung came along. I was growing a bit worried about him.

I held my swollen hand gently, rubbing my fingers carefully across the bandage. The skin had turned to a lighter purple, looking a bit better than when it had just bruised over. It still hurt like hell, but it was better than before. "I haven't been like this in a long time, Tae. You've never even seen me this emotional before. Before I had Jinkyong I was like this. It's just a gut feeling that's eating at me."

"Do you want to go into town today and pick up a test?" Taehyung pressed, his brown eyes locked on me as I watched Jinkyong and Namjoon, the both of them laughing at a mistake they had made. "We don't have to take the kids. Besides, we could just make up an excuse to them that we're going to get more supplies for your hand." I was waiting for him to also add on to the list Jungkook, but I knew it was being implied.

"Namjoon said I might need to go to the doctor to figure out my hand," I murmured, moving my injured hand's fingers slowly, feeling the aching run through them. "I really think I just bruised it, but he's pretty persistent. If I go to the doctor's, they may run a test there, but I don't know how that would look to them. With my hand broken and my messy state, they may think I'm insane." I forced a laugh from my mouth.

Taehyung didn't seem to find it funny as he gave a sigh, reaching over to place a hand gently on top of both of mine. "Yoongi can check out your hand later to confirm that. Let's just go to town today to get what we need. We also need to stock up on some food since we're moving out of here tomorrow. I don't know if Namjoon's cancelling our last tour spot for the season, but I really hope so for you."

"Don't worry about me, Tae," I reassured him, looking down at our hands. His large hands seemed to encase both of mine with ease. "I'll be fine. I promise. I'll just sit out for the rest of the season. We only have three more shows to go, anyways. We can go into town today to collect what we need and head back here."

"If you guys are having another kid, how are you going to tell the other two?"

I bit my bottom lip, hating to think of that question. Yes, if I was pregnant, it was supposed to be happy, but I was terrified now. I could only think of Jinkyong's pregnancy, from when I found out all the way to the few days after she was born. I didn't think any of that would happen again, but it was a rational fear that was eating away at me. "Probably just tell them I guess."

I saw a small smile come across Taehyung's lips, looking a bit amused. "I mean, that's one way to tell them. Would you want a boy or a girl?"

That was a good question. I was happy with just Insu and Jinkyong at the moment: a boy and a girl. I didn't ever think of having another kid. Plus, they would be seven and five years away from the two. If I would have chosen to have another kid, it would be about the same age distance there was between Jinkyong and Insu. "I honestly have no clue. Insu and Jinkyong are just so different from each other and I never thought about another kid that I never really considered genders. I feel, though, that Jinkyong would like a sister; another girl for Namjoon to spoil."