BTS RM Fan Fiction "Roommates"

Chapter Six

Taehyung's Point of View

I was holding Ji's hand, running my thumb along the top of it, when I realized we were being watched. I dropped her hand, looking around the room for the likely suspect. Jin wasn't great at keeping secrets but hey secret hiders can't be choosers. Yoongi would probably blackmail me into doing a bunch of stuff for him and then at the worst possible moment would let it slide. Hoseok would have already said something, Namjoon would probably break after a day or two. Jimin would carry it to his grave, unless he got tipsy and then we would be screwed... While this was rushing through my mind, I spotted Jungkook leaning against the wall by the door. Jungkookie is literally the best option. He's the best secret keeper next to me.  

"So you guys are dating huh?" I guess that explains how much he heard/saw. "Yes, but you have to promise not to tell Hoseok. You know how he is about regular people dating her, much less a until recently banned member."

"I won't. This does explain a lot of things though." As me and Jungkook shared a dorm he did probably have the most unexplained moments for memories. Hoseok knocked and walked in, ending the conversation. 

"Hey guys. I just saw Lara on the way out, she was wearing an off the shoulder top, very cute." Uh-oh, it was never good when Hoseok said cute and was smirking while saying it. 

"Don't even think about it." Jungkook was sending Hoseok some serious glares.

"Fine... what's this I hear about you guys exposing me for being a player, though? My reputation is going to be dragged through the mud if you keep this up."

"Your reputation for what? Being a playboy?"

"Don't push it Maknae. I can still change my mind about Lara." I so wish I had my camera. 

"Haven't you been with enough girls to let this one slide?"

"Maybe, maybe not. Also, I would like it if you could refrain from saying such things in front of my sister please."

"It's not like she hasn't done worse." No, Jungkook. That was not the thing to say. 

"Excuse me?!"

"Nothing hyung." That's good, keep back tracking.

He ruffled Jungkook's hair before telling me that as soon as Namjoon and Y/N arrived we could be on our way back. Which should be any minute now.

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Namjoon's Point of View

When we arrived back at the dorm, we hurried with our showers and grabbed more coffee to drink on the way back to get Taehyung discharged since we got no sleep last night. We walked back fairly slow, just sipping our coffee as if this was a daily habit we had of walking beside each other peacefully sipping our coffee without a need for talking. Okay that sounded girly. Or gushy like I'm in love with her, but I'm not. Really not, like so not it's crazy. I'm in love with her. No! No! I'm NOT in love with her, not Namjoon. NOT. N-O-T, not. As if she could sense my inner turmoil she stopped walking and faced me, her hands gripping the coffee cup hard. 

"Namjoon, about before..." Oh no, no no. Remember what Hoseok said, pretend it didn't happen. At all cost. I smiled, it was so fake it hurt my mouth to force it to. "Do you mean when you drank a sip of my coffee? Because I know that was an accident, if anything I should blame Jungkook for handing you the wrong cup or for not taking it back sooner."

"No... that was an accident and you already forgave me for it. I'm talking about last night when we were in the kit-" I slapped my hand over her mouth. "Do you hear that? The birds are chirping. Isn't it cute?" She moved my hand away from her mouth. "Namjoon you're acting weird, do you feel okay?" She felt of my forehead which was hot because her hands are always cold. 

"I feel fine," I said, pulling away from her touch, "You should really see a doctor about your hands always being cold though, it really doesn't seem healthy." I started walking briskly down the street again. She caught up to me and put her hand on my arm, I had no choice but to look into her eyes. 

"Kim Namjoon, stop running away from me and listen. I want to apologize for the what happened last night. I didn't mean to punch you that hard. I don't know my own st-"

"You punched me?"

"Didn't you realize?" 

"No... where?" She put her hand flat on my right shoulder where the coat met the sleeve. "I thought that was why you were acting so weird. I figured I hit a sore spot."

"I didn't even realize you punched me. I thought you just pulled back."

"No, you pulled back. My back, and head was flat against the door frame, I had nowhere to pull back to. Namjoon, why would I pull back only to... to... make out with you in the kitchen? For what, better scenery?"

"I must have still not been fully present." Silence engulfed as we both tried to figure out what was wrong with my head when I realized I had a more important question. "Why did you punch me?"

"Um. Well. You, uh." She was blushing from where her turtleneck cut off to where her hairline started. That was making me curious as to what I did, "I what?"

"You put your hand behind my neck and it activated my tickle reflex..."

"Which is to... punch someone?" I smiled for real this time. "Not exactly... no." I teased her about this while we walked down the street and finished our coffee. Before we entered the hospital, I wanted to explain to her why I was acting weird. 

"Y/N? I'm sorry if I was acting strange earlier, Hoseok told me to not make you uncomfortable I should pretend it never happened." She laughed at me. 

"I see, bit of advice?"

"Sure..."

"Don't take advice from Hoseok anymore." 

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Ji Woo's Point of View

I was trying my hardest to breathe. In and out. Deep breaths. In and out. Has it been five minutes? Just turn it over Ji Woo. I'm sure everything will be fine. Doesn't two lines mean... I checked the back of the box to make sure. Hobi was going to have to know about me and Tae. 

I'm pregnant.