Work |Jikook|

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As a few months pass by, we are now given the opportunity to see if we're having a little girl or a little boy. We've come to conclusion of if it's a little boy, Jungkook's name Daehyun would be used. And of it's a girl, we're using my idea of Seulgi for the name. Jungkook is so excited for either or too. While he would prefer a boy to keep the name going, he wouldn't love a little baby girl any less. Oh my would he be so protective of her. I can just see her running inside with a scratched knee and him instantly picking her up. Worry written all over his face while he takes her to the bathroom to clean it up and try to calm her down with sweet words.

Oh and with a little boy, he would make such a rascal out of him. Double the trouble, but he would still have the same care for him. I'm pretty sure though... that if we're expecting a little boy... that little boy will be as sassy and classy as me. Oh but a little girl would too. Ah, I am thinking too far ahead. And there is so many ways this child can come out like. Will they look more like me or Jungkook? Which attitude is going to be picked up the most? Are they going to dance like I do, or will they be into the martial arts and body building like Jungkook is? So many questions to be answered, yet any way they are, I will still love them.

"Mr. Jeon, you are now to come back," my attention is pulled out of deep thought while a nurse calls me back. Jungkook and I both get up and walk back. His arm draped around my waist while doing so to bring some calming comfort. I am so glad he's made it to every appointment and doesn't plan on missing one. It helps me out so much when seeing the doctors. They scare me a lot, and I really don't have a reason why. It's just like a fear of spiders for me.

"Alrighty, so today we are doing another ultrasound and are we wanting to know the gender?" The nurse asks us while we all enter the room. Jungkook and I look at each other and then nod. We do want to know. This way we can plan ahead. And my goodness Taehyung is going to be so excited to spend money on my child. I was so excited to binge buy for his beautiful child. Except they didn't want to know until birth so I started with gender neutral clothing. After then his daughter was born. My goodness is she a beautiful mix between Yoongi and Taehyung. She is so cute too.

Jungkook stands next to wear I sit and lay back. This is always scary too because my mind brings nothing but what ifs. So Jungkook always holds my hand and if my fear is shown in my face, he'll whisper something sweet to me.

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Anticipation fills us while the doctor is finally done with our exam. I slowly sit up while they get ready to tell us the news. "Congratulations Jeons! You're having a healthy baby girl!" My eyes fill with tears. I can't believe we'll be having a girl. A little baby girl. My goodness, she's going to be beautiful and adorable. I look up to see Jungkook crying too. He reallyis such a sweetie. "Friendly reminder to still take it easy though. We don't want anything bad to happen due to the higher risk in men for having a miscarriage."

I sigh and still nod. It is true, but we are taking every step like it should be taken. Now it's time to go home. I'm already tired and I want to start planning the gender reveal more. We started the planning a little while back, but couldn't finish it till this appointment. We soon get excused to leave and Jungkook instantly takes us to the car. He doesn't enjoy going to the doctors for anything either. It's an anxiety enduring thing for us both.

"Jiminie! We're having a baby girl! Oh my..." Jungkook says once we're fully alone in the car. I smile and nod. "She's... she's going to be perfect. I can already sense it. I hope she picks up more of your features though. You hold a lot more soft features compared to me. I'm going to have to watch out for other boys, or maybe even girls too. They won't be breaking her little heart."

I laugh a little. He's already so protective. "You're too cute Kookie. Now let's head home. My back hurts and I'm tired."

"Anything for you, my love."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

The end.

Thank you all so much for reading! This story actually holds a lot to me because I started writing it at the beginning of my suicidal depression and now I'm finishing it shortly after I have gotten myself out of that hole. It really does mean a lot too that you all have read this. This story kept me going with your views and votes. A happy feeling that was hard to get ahold of. Thank you all again!