I Met the Jerk

I'm Freaking Beginning

Jungkook opened his eyes, just barely enough to make sure he wasn't dreaming. Y/N was really with him, completely curled up in his arms, murmuring in her sleep as he reached down to rub her exposed thigh.

"Jungkook," she yawned, "Don't pull my hose down yet, we haven't fed all the chickens..." She began snoring almost immediately.

Jungkook raised his head as a hoarse chuckle escaped his lips, "What?" He laid his head back down, closing his eyes and burying his nose into her neck.

He would've fallen completely asleep if it hadn't been for Jhope abruptly opening the door, allowing the hall light to shine right in his  eyes.

"I'm sorry," Jhope whispered, "I left my belt in here and I'm in a hurry, do you know where it is?"

Jungkook pointed towards the dresser without opening his eyes, "It's in one of those bags, all your stuff you leave behind is, just take it."

Jhope used his phone light rummaging through the bags until he came across a stick with two lines. He gulped as he realized what it was when suddenly Jungkook called to him, "Hurry up that light's too bright."

Jhope spun around, shoving the stick in his back pocket out of sheer nervousness. "Uh, yeah, I found it, sorry again!" He briskly walked out of the room, stubbing his toe in the doorway, but held in any cries of pain as he closed the door.

Why did I take this? Why do I get so nervous!

He scolded himself as he hopped on one foot to his room and hid it under his pillow. "No," he said out loud as he quickly pulled it out and shoved it in his nightstand, taking it out once more as he was still unsatisfied when Jin knocked on his door that was ajar.

He flung the stick across the room and turned around with an innocent smile.

"Do you want to go for a run or not?" Jin whined as he stood in the doorway, "You were supposed to be ready ten minutes ago."

"I couldn't find my belt, but don't worry, I'll just wear my sweat pants."

Jhope grabbed his sweat pants out of his dresser, trying to kick the stick under the bed inconspicuously.

Jin raised an eyebrow, walking around the bed, "What is that? Why are you trying to hide it?"

He bent down and picked it up, examining it as he turned it back and forth.

"Okay, god! I didn't mean to take it! I was trying to get my belt out of Jungkook's room and I came across that and then he scared me so I shoved it in my pocket!" Jhope hung his head and sighed.

"What the hell is it though? Why would you be nervous over this little ole thing?" Jin squinted his eyes, still examining the device.

Jhope looked at him and shrugged his shoulders, "It's a pregnancy test."

"A what?!?" Jin immediately threw it up in the air and it hit Jimin's shoulder as he laid asleep.

"Hey! What the hell's going on? I'm trying to sleep!" Jimin raised his head up with one eye open.

"Sorry, Jimin. Jhope, wash your hands immediately! Come on!" He went to grab the stick off of Jimin's blanket but Jimin got to it first. He blinked as he looked at it and slapped his forehead, "Holy shit! Y/N's pregnant?"

"Wash your hands!" Jin turned to walk away and spun right back around, "Wait. What do you mean? How do you know that?"

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Jungkook and Y/N cuddled on the couch all day while movies they were completely uninterested in played one after the other. They were too caught up in each other to even notice the TV, much less poor Jhope who had stood in the doorway multiples times with his coffee cup, trying to get up the nerve to enter. Each time, he ended back at the kitchen table, too afraid he would blurt out the news that Jungkook may not have been aware of just yet.

"Just watch TV in your room for now, I'm sure after supper they will finally retreat to his room to do unspeakable things." Jin told Jhope as he cut up some vegetables, feeling a twinge of sadness in his chest thinking about them together. He quickly shook it off and turned to Jhope who was staring down at his coffee cup.

Jhope rubbed his temples, "Yeah, I'm afraid of that too. I still haven't gotten over the sounds coming out of his room last time."

Jin faked a laugh as he wiped the sweat away from his forehead with his sleeve.

"So, the plan is to eat first, then approach him with the news?" Jimin asked walking into the kitchen and stirring the contents of one of the pots on the stove.

RM walked briskly into the room, "I think Jin should talk to Y/N first. I feel like we would be going behind her back, women like to tell the father themselves, you realize."

"And that's assuming he doesn't already know, maybe they just haven't told us yet, maybe we shouldn't talk to either of them, I can try putting the stick back." Jhope's fingers trembled as he tightened his grip around his coffee cup to stop them.

"You know what, I have an idea." Jin snapped his fingers, "I'll talk to Y/N and see if maybe I can get her to tell me, and RM you'll do the same with Jungkook."

"I take offense to that." Taehyung called from the doorway. He walked over and leaned up against the counter dramatically with his arms folded. "I'm just kidding," he let out a laugh, "I don't even know what's going on, why are you talking so low?"

RM filled Taehyung in on what was going on and he began crying, "Our Kookie is gonna have a baby Kookie? I can't believe it, it's so sudden! It's like he was just asking for a piggy back ride last week!"

Jimin patted Taehyung on the shoulder, "That's because it was last week, Tae. But hold onto your tears, Jungkook will still be our little brat."

"I guess that's true, I just....Oh my god, what are the managers gonna say? WHAT ABOUT PD?"

Jin jumped over to Taehyung shushing him, "Lower your voice. Those are all questions we have as well, but don't worry, at least not yet."