Chapter 39

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Jimin's POV

I knocked on Tae's door and I just hear him sigh and rustling in his room. He opens the door and gives me a death stare. "Yes, Jimin?" He asks annoyed, I look behind Taehyung to see Wheein put her hair behind her ear. "Well we were gonna get some food and just wanted to know what you, and possibly Wheein, want." He looks back at Wheein who raises her head after feeling his stare, "You don't need to get me anything." She says with a smile. Tae looks back at me, "I'll take the usual." I nod. He slams the door on my face. What's wrong with him? "Let's go guys." They all stand up and we head out the door. After we get the food we start to head home. "Namjoon" I say as I look at him, "What's up Jimin?" He looks up from his phone to meet my eyes. "Tae seemed mad at me when he opened the door, do you have a clue why?" He sighs and puts his head on the back of his seat. "Well he had Wheein over for about half an hour before you knocked, they could've been in the middle of something when you knocked." I look at my hands, I nodded even though I didn't really understand. How could Tae prefer a girl over his best friends? I wouldn't but I guess I'm not with a girl or something. "Thanks Namjoon." He looks back at his phone. I feel a little left out, I mean it seems they're all started to date. Namjoon, Taehyung, Jungkook and I bet Jin will be next. "Aye Jimin, I bet He won't be mad at you long." I feel a hand on my shoulder, I'm guessing they could feel my sadness, or loneliness, "Ah, yeah thanks-" I look up at whose hand was on my shoulder, "Jin." He smiles and takes his hand off my shoulder. "No problem." I look out the window as we pull into the driveway, is Tae actually mad at me?

Jungkook's POV

As we enter the house Tzuyu texts me, "Hey Kookie, can I come over?" "Yeah of course" "Be there soon." I put my phone back into my pocket and grab my food to sit at the table. "Tae, come get your food." Jin says knocking on his door. He opens it and walks into the dining room. "Hey Tae-" Jimin gets cut off midsentence. "What" Tae really is mad, his voice hasn't ever been so sharp. Jimin sits down and plays with his food as Tae grabs his dinner. "You aren't sitting at the table?" Namjoon asks as Tae walks back to his room. "I'm good, thanks for the food." His door shuts. "You okay Jimin?" I ask seeing how sad he is. "Oh, yeah completely fine." He says smiling. I finish my food and wash my hands. I hear a knock on the door, I walk towards it to let Tzuyu in. "Hi." She says hugging me. "Let's go to my room." I say as we walk. "Are you okay Jungkook?" She asks feeling my presence. "Actually I want to talk about this whole pregnancy thing." I say pointing at her growing stomach. She wraps her arms loosely around her stomach, "I'm not getting an abortion if that's what you're asking." She looks away from me as I shut the door. "So it's confirmed?" I sigh, when she called me unsure whether it was true or not. "Yeah." She turns her back to me. "Chewy, we're idols, everyone will be able to tell you're pregnant once you start gaining weight." She looks at me offended, "What am I supposed to do? Do you not want this child? If so, you're basically saying you don't want me!" Her voice gets louder. "Tzuyu, you understand that we'll be put under fire once you do!" My anger rises, "What do you want me to do? You're the one who didn't use protection!" She finally looks at me but now I wish she wasn't. "I thought you were on birth control! You can't just blame this all on me!" I wonder if the others can hear us. "Are you serious? Jungkook it seems you don't understand!" She looks at the ground, "I don't want to fight." Tears start to fall from her eyes. I panic wondering what to do, "Ah Chewy, don't cry!~" I say as I put my arms around her. "Do you want the baby or not?" She wipes her tears and pushes me away. "Of course!" I say trying to cheer her up. She nods and puts her arms around me, "You can't take it back now, Jungkook." I wrap my arms around her. "I know." I kiss her forehead. "Are you guys okay?"

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