『 truth or die + kth 』COMPLETED

+ special chapter

"woah, y/n. your tummy is bigger than my dreams." hoseok said and touched my stomach.

"fuck off, you're a witch, you might cast a spell on my child and wife." taehyung hissed.

the other boys laughed while hoseok pouted and acted like crying which resulted to the boys cringing.

"if we didn't come back then, this child wouldn't be in your tummy." seokjin said proudly.

"i saved myself from the bomb." taehyung cockily said, his hand on his waist.

"right, what the heck did you do? are you immortal?" jimin asked and the others agreed.

"the hallway was long and did y'all think i have no legs to run?" he scoffed and the boys mind their businesses again.

we're currently at their house which is amazing because the whole building has improved, the abandoned looking building is now looking like a damn 10 stars hotel. the inside is just amazing, the security is also now more level up, the interiors, the paintings, the wallpapers, it all look perfect. they also installed elevator.

i rubbed my tummy and sighed.

anytime i could bring out this child, he's almost 9 months now and we couldn't wait.

"let's go home." taehyung said and kissed my forehead.

we were about to go out when jungkook called my name. i looked back and saw he have something in his hands.

"what's that?" i asked, smiling.

"just a little gift." he passed me the paper bag and smiled.

"thank you very much." i said excitedly and looked up to see him scratching the back of his head.

"please tell him that it's from his uncle kook." he smiled adorably with his cheeks really red.

i went to him and pinched his cheeks, looking so adorable as ever. my hands started to pinch hard until i couldn't stop anymore that the boys have to get jungkook away from me.

"y/n, you've been pinching his cheeks so hard, look at his cheeks." namjoon said and i looked at jungkook massaging his cheeks.

i don't know why i always want to see jungkook, pinch his cheeks, stare at him like he's a stuff toy.

it's so weird.

taehyung grabbed me by my arms again, looking so pissed. "let's go home."

"w-wait, i hurt jungkook. let me comfort him-"

"i swear to god y/n." taehyung said and rubbed his temples.

"i'm okay y/n, don't worry." jungkook said, smiling.

"i'm really sorry, jungkook." i went over him and pinched his cheeks again, making taehyung grabbed me softly again while the boys dragged jungkook to his room while he cried.

"it's because she's pregnant, yikes." i heard namjoon.

"but why jungkook?" jimin asked.

"because jungkook look like a coconut." i heard yoongi.

taehyung rolled his eyes and we seriously bid good bye now, taehyung making me sit on the back instead in the front. he drove quitely, looking pissed as hell.

what did i do?

"what if jungkook get confined-"

"stop talking about him or i'll get a divorce paper then marry him instead." he said, gritting his teeth.