It had been a few days since you had your emotional talk with Namjoon, leaving aside all the texts asking if you were feeling okay, or if the nausea had arrived yet or not, or if you had been eating well. It made you happy to see how much he cared for you and the little baby inside. But let's just say that he was texting you every time he could, which was an obvious increment compared with the text sessions you two would have in the past. Namjoon texted you more than ever, yet your boyfriend texted you less than ever.
Not receiving just a single message from Yoongi was a strange thing for you. He would always find time in his schedule to talk with you or do whatever other thing to make you remember that he still knows you exist. Nevertheless, this past few days he hadn't texted you once and the texts you sent him were left in 'Read'. Thing that was awfully strange, too. Maybe he was just tired; he always works so hard and remembering his lazy nature it was obvious for him to do that. But either way, you felt strange by the sudden lack of attention your boyfriend was giving you.
Then a text came.
"(Name)-ah! Come! Jin made an especial dinner tonight!" You read Namjoon's message.
Other message arrived.
"It'll do well for my new nephew." You rolled your eyes at his message, letting a light chuckle escape your mouth.
"It doesn't even has a sex yet and you are saying it's a 'he' already? -.-" You replied back, receiving a message immediately.
"Of course! I know he'll be as good of a rapper as his uncle." You made a pout and typed a message, sending it.
"Na-ah! Keep dreaming. He's going to be as good as his father, not you! XD" You laughed at your own comment, waiting for a reply.
"... Are you going to come or not? -_-"
After saying yes, you dressed up and went directly toward the boys' dorm.
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"(Name)-ah is coming!" Namjoon told the boys a few minutes later, who were sitting on the floor, watching some movie he wasn't familiarized with.
"Noona is coming?!" Jungkook asked with a wide smile. "Yes! It's my time to beat her at Omok!" Everyone in the room laughed, remembering Jungkook's pained expression when (Name) gave his wrists a punishment for losing the game (That girl looked innocent, but had a brutal strength inside that body) the last time they had seen each other. Everyone laughed except for Yoongi, of course.
Other minutes of chitchat passed by, when the sound of knocking was heard.
"Oh! (Name)-ah! You arrived!" Jin greeted you when you entered the living room, instantly looking around to find Yoongi.
"Hello, Jin oppa. It's been a long time since we last met." The boys nodded at your statement, since you had met them all a month ago, well, except for Namjoon, obviously.
Your eyes finally caught the familiar sight of deep, brown eyes. They were looking back at you, but they weren't the same, they were glaring. Your smile slowly disappeared after a second of your eye contact and you looked away when you felt a hand being placed on your shoulder.
"I invited her to come and eat Hyung's specialty." You chuckled lightly, looking at Namjoon, who stood just beside you.
It infuriated Yoongi. Seeing that hand on you made him feel sick, about to vomit. He knew his best friend and his beloved girlfriend had betrayed him, but he couldn't bare the sight of the two of you together. The jealousy was eating his insides, playing tricks to his mind and subtracting him time of sleep, time that he needed, since he doesn't sleeps much.
"I'll pass." Yoongi said, standing up and walking directly toward his room. He knew he had to address the issue sooner or later, but for now, he wasn't ready.
"What?! Oh no, little boy!" Jin protested, following his dongseang right behind.
It made you feel confused. Was Yoongi avoiding you? He was glaring at you just now, and that is totally not like Yoongi. But it was just maybe the lack of sleep. He doesn't sleep much after all, so you brushed it away.
The time passed flying. All of you ate dinner, except for Yoongi, who locked himself inside his room, refusing to go out. Everything went well, though. The boys talked and laughed as usual. And Namjoon scolded you for leaving a piece of bread, which you couldn't eat. You felt like exploding, but to shut him up, you did. He was just making sure his "nephew" was healthy, and you knew it.
After a couple hours, you started to feel very worried about Yoongi. He hadn't walked out of his room once, and that was too strange, not like him at all. You asked Jin for a plate of food, so you could deliver it to him. Jin gladly gave you the plate, shooting a smile at you.
"Yoongi?" You knocked on the door lightly.
Silence.
"Yoongi?"
Again. Silence.
You sighed, "Yoongi, I know you're not asleep, you never sleep at night, remember? I don't know what is happening with you, but at least, don't stop eating, okay?"
Silence.
You sighed once again, placing the plate in front of the door and walking away. You left some minutes after, Namjoon refusing to let you go back home alone in the night. So he took the van and drove you home.
Yoongi's door made a creak. He had finally opened it, but it was too late, you had left already. Just when he was about to move his foot forward, he noticed the plate with food lying on the floor, still warm. He leaned and picked it up, walking then to the dinner table to start eating.
"Why are you avoiding (Name)?" Jin's voice reached his ears. Yoongi didn't answer, proceeding to shove his chopsticks back to his mouth. Jin sighed, leaving the topic, since he knew Yoongi wasn't going to tell him anything.
'It would be best if all of them find out by themselves, not by me.'
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Together || Yoongi FF
FanfictionIt couldn't be, right? What was he going to think? Would he even be happy about it? You couldn't believe that Min Yoongi, one of the most famous K-pop idols in Korea and the love of your life was going to be the father of that little creature you...