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4 weeks later

A/N P.O.V.

For the past few days, you have not felt so good, you thought you were getting sick. It's Wednesday and you headed home earlier today.

Your employer said that you should cure yourself properly before returning to work.

Right now you are waiting for Jungkook in front of the building, he has taken off this week to have more time with you.

You actually wanted to go on a weekend outing together, but your health is thwarting you.

You see his car come out, you wave to make him aware of you. Slowly he stops in front of you, you get in and let you fall sighing on the passenger seat.

"How are you?" Jungkook asks visibly worried, he has noticed the last few days, that you are a little bit sick.

"I'm sick and I have a hell of a headache." you lament, drop your head on the back. Pained you let your head fall back, finally feel Jungkook's hand on your forehead.

"Hm ... you do not seem to have a fever." he says skeptically, then starts the engine to get on his way.

[...]

Arrived home, you steer immediately to the bedroom. You quickly slip out of your clothes and let you fall exhausted on the bed.

As you're trying to fall asleep, you suddenly feel a deep pressure. You get up quickly, running towards the bathroom.

You hold your hand over your mouth for safety, the other to your stomach. Jungkook sees you, runs after you immediately.

When he enters the bathroom, he sees you sitting in front of the toilett. Quickly he kneels down next to you, holding your hair back.
"Shhh ... let it out." He murmeld wants to calm you down.

"I-I do not want you to see me like that, Jungkook." you are stammering, still clinging to the edge of the bowl.

He sighs something, gently strokes her back. "I am your husband, I support you in good and bad times, Jagiya." he whispers empathetic, does not let you out of sight.

"Can you get up again?" he finally asks and you nod, flush down the toilet.

He supports you on the way to the living room, lays you gently on the couch. You think about something, you are visibly lost in thought.

"Somehow that's weird ..." Jungkook breaks through the silence.

But suddenly you remember something, you storm back into the bathroom. Jungkook thinks you have to vomit again. With quick steps he comes after you again, but he sees you sitting on the ground.

You hold a small cosmetic bag in your hand, you look frozen on a small booklet in your hand.

Jungkook sits in wonderment, waiting for an explanation.

"How many weeks have passed since we had sex, Jungkook?"
You asked, looked at him worried. But he didn't understand you, just looked at you confused.

You got up, look at the side in mirror hanging on the wall. A small vault can be seen.

"4 weeks." Junkook suddenly answers, looks up at you questioningly.

You continue to look at yourself, you can not believe what you seem to see.

"What's up Y / N?" Jungkook asks, getting up to stand behind you.

"I did not have my period, Jungkook." Do you mumble, look shocked in the mirror, and then look at him.

His eyes widen in shock, he can not believe what you are thinking.

"D-you think that ..." he begins, but you continue his words.

„I am pregnant." you end his sentence, lay one hand on your little baby bump.

You should be happy, but you were to shocked. It was to sudden, how should both of you handle it?

Jungkook begins to smile, all your worries fade away immediately. He pressed you a little kiss on your cheek, laid his hand on yours, which is still on your little bump.

„So, that means we're going to be parents." he whispers, couldn't believe this beautiful news.

And you also began to smile, you weren't that happy for a long time.

„Seems like this." you giggle quietly, lean you head on his chest to enjoy the moment.

Remembering that you and Jungkook are having a child together makes your heart beat faster.

You have always imagined your little perfect family.

In fact, you've talked about children in the past, picked sweet names.

But so suddenly you would not have expected a child, for a brief moment it seemed too early for you.

But you love each other, love your baby. You would not give it up, lovingly raise it. Treat it like an angel and always protect it.

It would be your one and only.

"I love you." you whisper, look at him in the big mirror.

He smiles at you, takes your hand in his to cross your fingers.

He smiles at you, takes your hand in his to cross your fingers

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"I love you too, both of you." he whispers into your ear, sets a kiss on your cheek again.

And you would never let go of his hand.

Not today.

Not tomorrow.

Never.

...sequel follows...

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