ᴋɴᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ || ʏᴏᴏɴᴍɪɴ ✔️

15

Jungkook is still sick, and Jimin is baking a muffin in his oven. He soon has to tell Suga that he's carrying his spawn, and it has to be quick.

Jimin walked down the hallway since his teacher is late, and students were allowed to roam the halls if the teacher is only 15 minutes.

He sat on the benches near his 4th-period class, and his hand subconsciously went where his little muffin is baking.

"Hi, muffin. Together we'll have a hard time. Not many people will accept us, but I love you. You know why? It's because I barely even know you, but I'm already attached to you. Funny that you're part of me." He said, rubbing his flat stomach. He thought of last night he gets to hold his niece for the first time. She is the cutest thing he even has seen, but sad at the same time that Jackson didn't tell him about his boyfriend and his daughter.

"Hey, babe." Jimin turned his head to see Suga with his newly died hair. It's grey instead of his natural blonde color, which he looked good in, but grey has a way to him.

"Why are you calling me, babe? We aren't dating." Jimin reminded as he crossed his arms.

"Just like calling you that." Suga shrugged and sat next to Jimin. "I heard you talking. Who were you talking with?" He asked. Jimin's heart beat rapidly against his chest.

"Um... I was... Oh, I was on a phone call with my um... Cousin!" Jimin said, clearly lying, but he didn't want to bring out the truth to Suga.

"Okay... Weird you say, 'part of me' but I won't judge."

They both sat there awkwardly, but mostly for Jimin since he's sitting next to his baby daddy. He groans in discomfort when his lower back is aching.

"Hey, you okay?" Suga asked, slightly sitting up in concern.

"Just back pains. No biggie... I've been having them before I found that I'm-" Jimin stopped where he spoke, almost revealing his secret to Suga.

"Before you're?" Suga asked, rubbing circles against the youngers back, which is comforting and relieve most of the back pain.

"C-Can you give me a back massage?" Jimin asked. Suga was taken back by the sudden question, but he didn't hesitate to nod, wanting to feel his body once more.

"Um sure, but I want you comfortable. Follow me." He said and dragged Jimin by the wrist. They passed many of the classes until they were stopped at the front office of the gym.

"Why here?" Jimin asked as he looked around the little office, which contains most of the equipment and a small desk area for the coaches to sit. He saw Suga pulled out a mat and put it on the ground.

"I want you comfortable, remember? Lay down on your stomach and if you want, take off your shirt, it's not like I saw it before." Suga said, patting the soft material with a smirk.

"Okay then..." Jimin squeaked a little. He took off his jacket, but not his shirt, since he doesn't feel comfortable around him yet.

"On your stomach." Suga order, and Jimin obliged. He took his fingers and gently lifted the younger's shirt, feeling the soft skin under his fingers.

Jimin could only turn his head both ways, but he couldn't see what Suga is doing, but he could only feel.

Suga admired the body he wrecked weeks ago. The youngers waist is better than all the girls he has been with and the perky butt that he admired too much.

"Jimin..." Suga suddenly said as he turned Jimin's over, facing up. "Damn, I don't think I can control myself anymore." Jimin was confused but yelped when Suga suddenly went in between his legs and attacked his neck.

Jimin tried pushing him away, but Suga has pinned both of his hands against the floor with one hand. Jimin whimpered when Suga bit into his sweet spot.

"S-Suga-" Jimin breathed out.

"Call me Yoongi, baby boy." He said, going down to his stomach, giving butterfly kisses. Jimin heart warmed up, but he doesn't know about the baby situation.

"Y-Yoongi. I-I don't want this!" Jimin exclaimed, kicking his legs. Suga holds his legs in place by separating them.

"Of course you do, baby. I've been patient with you. I know you want me too." With that he attempted, to take of Jimin's pants, but Jimin kicked him in the stomach.

"Fuck! You fucking bitch!" Suga yelled, gripping the youngers hairs. One first is up in the air and aiming at his stomach. Jimin panicked and squirmed, he had to say it.

"Yoongi, no! I'm pregnant! Please don't!" Jimin sobbed, wrapping his arms around his stomach to protect his muffin.

Suga froze and backed away from the younger. He wanted to believe him because Jimin usually never lie in his life before.

"Who's the father?" Suga asked, looking at the hyperventilating younger. Jimin took deep breaths and practiced what Jackson and his parents taught him.

After a while, he calmed down after he put on his jacket. Suga did caught a glimpse of his stomach, but it's still flat.

"U-Um... You wouldn't believe me..." Jimin muttered.

"What do you mean? Have you slept with anyone else recently?"

"No, I didn't. You're the only one I slept with. Yoongi... You're the father."