[Unedited] Accidental Child

Chapter 21

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"Why wouldn't Jungkook let me drive his car." Taehyung sighs heavily and I give him a quick glance before I look back onto the road.

"Because you're not good at driving?" I shrugged.

"That's not a good reason! I'm an amazing driver." Taehyung crosses his arms and then stares at me. "Are you seriously ok with Jungkook being the kids father?"

I sighed expecting this question. "Yes, it was a little awkward after the way I reacted when I found out but we pushed that aside. Jungkook's their father and nothing can change that."

Taehyung hums and silently frowns at me. 

"What?" I touched my cheek. "Do I have something on my face?" 

"No... Nothing." His words sounded distant and he just stares out the window. Weird. "You aren't scared or anything? To be around him or having anyone figure it out?"

"Many people have figured it out Tae. I think that most would just like to leave it as a rumor, mostly for their sake." I answer and park Jungkook's car in the parking lot. "And of course I'm scared, if people find out then they'll start talking about my children. I don't want them to face such things when they're only 7." 

"You're a good mother." Taehyung smiles and I slightly blushed at the compliment. "Well I have to go, I have to meet my parents in an hour. I'll give Jungkook his keys later, get home safe." 

I handed Taehyung the keys and went to my own car so I could go home.

Since my mother was visiting the hospital today, I made dinner and we watched TV at the same time.

Ji Ae finishes her food eagerly which made me suspicious. "What is it..."

"Can we go to daddy's now?" She smiles at me and I wiped the sauce from her lips.

"Baby, we can't go to Jungkook's house as we please. We need to call him, see if it's alright."

"Then call him!" She urges me. I give up and dial Jungkook's number, a small part of me wanting to know how drinking with Jimin went.

When the call goes to voicemail, I frowned and tried again but goes to voicemail. "That's weird..." 

The twins look at me with concern and I shook my head. "Go put your dishes in the sink and finish your homework. I'll try again." 

Stepping outside of the apartment, I leaned against the wall across from my door and attempted to call once more. Just how much did they drink?

I tried to call Jungkook's house, and Mrs. Choi answered. "Jeon residence, Mrs. Choi speaking how may I help you?"

"Mrs. Choi?" I say hopefully. "I was wondering if Jungkook made it home, he's not answering his phone."

"Oh..." Mrs. Choi goes quiet and I knit my eyebrows together.

"Is something wrong?"

"The young master has a... guest over." She sounded worried. For me.

"Guest?" I straightened my back. "Is it Jimin?"

"No, it's not Mr. Park." 

"Then who?" 

"I think the master will tell you tomorrow darling, it's not my say." 

Just who's Jungkook's guest? "Then have a nice night Mrs. Choi."

"You too darling."

I tilted my head to the side and frowned wondering just who did Jungkook invite over that Mrs. Choi can't tell me?