Hoseok's Bride

Chapter 30

~Hoseok~

"Hyung!" Jimin hissed. "You've been like this for seven weeks. You need to stop sulking and sort things out with Jiyeon."

"I have sorted it out," Hoseok grumbled, reaching for his phone and checking the time. It was nine in the morning.

"Then why are you still so moody?" Yoongi shot back.

Seokjin groaned, loudly, "I'm so sick of your moods, Hoseok. So even if you don't like it, we're going to sort things out with Jiyeon."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Hoseok asked, warily.

Namjoon looked over from the passenger seat and smirked.

"Jungkook-ah," Taehyung said from the back, "Step on it."

Jungkook chuckled.

"What are you up to?" Hoseok asked them.

"Guess who we're seeing?" Jimin said to Hoseok, all smug. 

Hoseok growled.

"Sort things out with your wife," Seokjin said, patting Hoseok's shoulder, "We don't know whether she cheated on you or not but honestly, just hear her out."

"I don't want to."

"Fine," Yoongi said, "We'll hear her out then."

Hoseok scowled. "Aren't you supposed to be introducing your girlfriend to the world any day now?"

Yoongi shrugged, "I don't want the media all over her like they were with Jiyeon."

"I'm surprised, hyung," Jungkook said from the front, eyes still on the road, "I thought you'd be so angry that there'll be a corpse by now."

"I agree," Namjoon said, grinning over at Hoseok who was glaring back.

"Didn't I tell you guys to mind your own business?" Hoseok growled. He saw that what he'd told them obviously didn't go through their heads.

"We're a family," Jungkook said, laughing, "it's our business whether you like it or not."

~Jiyeon~

I was eating when I suddenly shot up to my feet and rushed towards the bathroom. I threw up over and over again, feeling weaker than usual.

I splashed my face with cold water and brushed my teeth before walking out of the bathroom. Thinking I was probably just sick with the flu like last time, I didn't think much of it.

When I rounded the corner, I came to a stop, seeing the members' faces and Hoseok's too. They were looking at me and I was just staring back at them. It's been seven weeks, nearly eight and this was the first time I was seeing them, aside from Hoseok of course.

Thinking they were here to grab a few things, I didn't say anything and walked back towards the kitchen. I washed the plates and bowls before drying my hands and walking to my room, avoiding the members. Through all this, I felt their eyes on me.

I wet the towel and folded it before getting into bed and putting it on my head. I pulled the covers up and closed my eyes. I tried to empty my mind and tried to not feel anything as I drifted off to sleep.

~Hoseok~

The members were looking at Hoseok as Jiyeon left to go to her room. He knew that they saw what he did too.

When he heard Jiyeon throwing up, he wanted to go to her side and see what was wrong with her but something in him didn't allow him to take a step forward. Then Jiyeon had walked out and looking at her, his heart breaks even more.

Jiyeon had lost so much weight and he could see that she was lacking sleep too. She looked extremely tired and worn out. Maybe that's why the members didn't say anything to her when she cleaned up after herself and walked back to her room.

Thinking that maybe Jiyeon doesn't have enough food, Hoseok walked over towards the fridge and opened it. He saw that the fridge was packed with food and that it's also been used too. Then why does she look so thin and weak?

Hoseok marched towards Jiyeon's room, not aware that the members were watching him the whole time and had followed him to Jiyeon's room too. Hoseok opened the door, not knowing what he was going to say but then was glad when he saw that she was fast asleep.

Maybe she's just tired, Hoseok thought to himself as he walked over towards her. He removed the towel on her forehead and touched her forehead with the back of his hand and then her cheeks too. She was slightly feverish.

He wet the towel in the bowl of water that was on her nightstand and then placed it on her forehead before turning to leave. There, he saw the members' eyes as they hovered and curiously watched him from Jiyeon's door.

Hoseok glared and then they all left her room quickly.

After one last glance at Jiyeon, Hoseok left the room too. He walked towards the lounge room and saw the members there.

"Worried?" Yoongi arched an eyebrow.

Hoseok rolled his eyes. "I can't have a dead body here."

Seokjin scoffed, "Look at this guy."

"We're going to be late," Hoseok told the others. "Let's go."

"So much for the talk," Jungkook muttered.

"She doesn't look too good," Taehyung murmured. "Is she sick?"

"She'll be fine," Hoseok muttered as he walked towards the door. The members looked over at Jiyeon's room before following Hoseok out the door.

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~Jiyeon~

When I woke up, it was three in the afternoon. I felt groggy so I decided to take a shower and then changed into a pair of pyjamas. I walked back into the kitchen and saw that Hoseok and the members were not there.

I felt a little relieved since I didn't know how to approach the members. I think they feel the same way because they didn't approach me too.

I opened the fridge, ready to make some food for myself until I realise that I couldn't stand the scent of bacon. It sent me running back to the toilet again and I threw up.

When I was done, I washed my face and then walked out of the bathroom, feeling weaker than ever. I guess it was because I couldn't stomach anything down because of this damn flu—

I came a stop, a sudden thought crossing my mind.

"When was the last time I got my period?" I murmured to myself before rushing to my room to check my calendar.

I sat down and looked at the calendar and saw that I've missed it. I was about two weeks late. I was never late. Never.

My heart started racing as I thought back to the mornings where I couldn't keep any food down. The fever, the exhaustion that I was feeling, my weird cravings...

I stripped off my pyjamas and slipped on a black knitted dress and put on a cap before opening my drawers and grabbing a black cotton mask. I reached for my wallet and phone and then rushed out of the house.

While I was rushing through the neighbourhood, I was praying. Praying so hard for this to be a false alarm.

Don't let me be pregnant, I prayed. Please.