Its been months since I loss Tae and I's baby. Everyday I reflect on it. The reason I loss my baby was because I couldn't- no- wouldnt take care of my individual being. I vowed to myself that I would change that.
Tae and the guys have stayed by my side everyday besides handling work. They have made sure I was ok and always made sure I was happy. I really appreciate it. Sik K has also been there for me. Having lots of people love and care for me makes me feel whole.
But in these past few week, I couldnt help but think about what would it be like if I was still pregnant.
People say that God makes things happen for a reason, but should that really have happened?
As I let out a sigh, the door nob to the front door of our new house jiggled.
Then in walked Tae with the guys and Sik K.
Sik K kissed my forehead and sat on one side of me and Tae did the same and sat on the other side.
Tae: are you ok baby?
Me: yea..of course.
I then lightly smiled.
Sik K: Tae is gonna make grilled Hawaiian bulgogi with rice and grilled veggies.
Me: Sounds good.
I smiled again.
What if what I said earlier was a lie. Well..not all of it. Its just im trying so hard to be happy. I really am. But how can I truly be happy when I feel like a monster?
Everytime Im aksed if I am ok, I just want to break down into tears. Instead, I lie and say Im ok and just suck it up. Only to silently cry myself to sleep.
Tae's POV
I see right through it.
I see right through her.
She pretends to be happy but I know that deep down she isnt. She still blames herself.
But I know she is just trying to be strong which is why I dont want to pressure her too much.
Im doing all that I can.
But, I feel like we have made progress.
I was so desperate to she her truly happy that at some point I even saw myself about to ask her to try again for another baby but I knew that she would have probably got upset. That would be like trying to replace your dog with a new one.
Noticing how Yn was a bit zoned out, I gently wrapped my arm around her and laid her head on my chest.
Me: guys can you go and get everything start up out back. Ill be out there in a few with YN.
The guys all responded then went out back with the food and things we got.
Me: YN... I love you.
Yn: I-I love you too Tae.
Me: Then why dont you be honest?
Yn: Tae...I'm really trying. I swear I am but everyday im reminded of what I did. I cant even go out in public without fighting my tears when I see hapoy children with their loving parents.
Tae: I understand. I know i wasnt the one carrying a baby and then loosing it. But I truly understand the pressure.
Yn then paused for a couple seconds.
Yn: Can we adopt?
Me: Huh?
Yn: I want to adopt all the kids in that foster home that we passed a couple days ago. I know they can't replace the child I lost but I feel like...idk.
Me: Like you would be making up for what happened?
She then shrugged her shoulders.
Me: YN... But all of those kids-
Yn: Tae there was only 4 kids. Its a foster home not a whole orphanage. Its not like we don't have the room for it because we surely do. And its not like we cant support them because we surely can. We can show them so much love and spoil them. I would spend every second of my day with them.
I know it would be hard for her to forget her miscarriage but I really hope she could move on. I would do anything to make her happy. I swear I will.
Me: well...you know what. We can go and see about adopting those kids tomorrow.
What happened next made my heart skip a beat. When she lookied at me, her eyes sparkled and I then saw happiness in her eyes. True happiness. I miss that sparkle.
Yn: Really tae?
She said as a tear fell down her face.
Me: of course.
I said wiping her tear from her face.
Her smile was so big.
She then cupped my face in both of her hands and kissed me on my lips.
Me: come on. Lets go out back with the guys.
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{ Discontinued} Kidnapped/ BTSxReader
FanfictionI decided to discontinue this story because I felt like I wasn't happy with it and cringed a lot at it. I may end up just re-writing this book or replacing this one with a different storyline.