Jungkook may be an inferno, but maybe he's more dangerous than anybody imagined. Nobody can be trusted here... Not even Taehyung
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#15 in bottom kookie- 3/8/20
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Chapter 15 Hoseok's POV
Yoongi pulled me out of the room, and handed me a folder which I held.
"What's this?" I ask.
"Something you'll love." he smiles. "And I promise to take it easy on you. I'm gonna do everything around the house. You need to rest up baby."
I open the folder, seeing my name, the date of my last ultrasound, two months ago. And saw a little bean. I looked at him. "So I wasn't? I ju-"
Tears streamed down my face. "Yeah, baby, you're just two months pregnant. I scheduled an appointment for tomorrow, sense it's your day off."
I screamed, jumping on him. "I love you! I love you!" I start to cry. I kissed him deeply and he kissed me back.
(On the other side)
"They're deffinantly fucking in the hall." Baekhyun laughed.
"HAH!" Jungkook laughed.
(Back to Hobi and Yoongi)
"Chill the fuck out." he warns.
"Hey Dr. Min, Mr. Min," he nods to us. "Why are you screaming?" he asks.
"I finally got pregnant." I smile, wiping the tears.
The door opened and who I now know as Baekhyun, walked in. "Hey, sorry, but um..." he muttered. "Jungkook's started vomiting, WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU HERE!" he pointed to Dr. Kim, looking like he was about to strangle him.
"I wonder if it's the medication." I say before walking in and seeing Jungkook leaning over the trash.
I see Dr. Kim looking in. I grab a little needle and a little container so I can check his blood. But first I take his temperature and rub his back before I poked a needle into him. Blood had dripped into the little container and I cleaned everything around it.
"I'll be back in a minute, kay?" I smile.
Jungkook's POV
I laid my head back. Pain was just forming in my body and it huuuuurt!
Taehyung walked in and I glared at him. I tried to yell, but my throat started to hurt. "I'm sorry Jungkook, but the only way for you to listen to me." he sat on the bed and I wanted to beat the fuck out of him if I could. "You're beautiful. Always will be. And you can't light anything on fire baby." he didn't touch my face but I saw the want in his eyes. "Jungkook I love you. You need to know that. I wanna give it a try. I'll leave whoever you want me to leave behind. I wanna be there for my sons and you..."
Some strength got back and I shook my head. "Y-You are n-not g-going to have m-me b-back." I whisper. "But w-when I get o-out. Y-You can take t-the k-kids o-one night a w-week." my throat was so sore.
He hugged me, and I froze. I hated that he hugged me. "Thank you my beautiful Jungkook." he cried. "But I want you all." he makes a little noise like a cry or whimper.
"I-I can not g-give that t-to you." I mutter.
"I'm sorry." he stopped hugging me and sighed, touching my cheek and leaving.
I hated when he touched me. He betrayed me and I hated it...
Dr. Min came back, smiling. "It seems somebody gave you the wrong drugs. It's okay. It'll get better in a little bit. I'll comfort you for now." he ran his fingers through my red hair. "You know, you have beautiful hair right? I dyed my hair red. But sense you're an inferno, I'm guessing it's natural." he smiled.
