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When the news of Taehyung going on an indefinite hiatus broke out, the fandom had a mental breakdown.
It was only yesterday that the bubbly, charismatic V was on stage, singing and dancing to his heart’s content, entertaining thousands of fans in Singapore. So, the news came as a shock to everyone without an exception.
Big Hit took their time issuing an official statement and that aggravated the fans even more. It was only a week later and only after the fans had camped outside the label building that the management team explained the abrupt decision.
“We’re sorry to announce that V, aka Kim Taehyung, will go on a hiatus indefinitely and until further notice. The reason why is that he had hurt his knee and had to undergo a very serious surgery which requires the utmost rest.
We apologize once again and hope that you keep supporting BTS.”
The news only made the fans sadder and even more aggravated, blaming Taehyung’s injury on the label and their unethical standards. The backlash was mind-blowing.
It was only after Taehyung tweeted a picture of him in the hospital, reassuring the fans that he was fine and would get better after the hiatus; that the attacks stopped.
The fans were soothed afterwards and the story was put behind.
-=oOo=-
Now if only they knew the truth.
-=oOo=-
The truth was that Taehyung hadn’t hurt his knee.
Taehyung was pregnant.
It came to everyone’s shock when Taehyung discovered that he was with a child. They all knew who the other father was since Taehyung and Jungkook had been an item since debut, but the problem was how to deal with it.
Abortion was out of the question. It was true that Taehyung got so stressed because he thought that he and Jungkook were very careful and never had sex without protection and the pregnancy would definitely put their careers at risk, but there was no way he was going to kill his and Jungkook’s baby.
There was only one way to do it then.
Discussing the matter with their management, the group decided on keeping Taehyung in the team until he starts to show. So, Taehyung’s bump grew under everyone’s nose, and no one suspected a thing.
The pregnancy was discovered in the midst of comeback, so Taehyung’s wardrobe was altered just in case someone picked up on his growing bump, and his part of the choreography got a slow pace. And being the great actor and professional that he was, Taehyung managed to fulfill all his duties while carrying a baby.
It was when he hit his second trimester that talk of a hiatus started. By the fifth month, his bump was visible and no matter of baggy clothes could hide it. So, he was asked to go somewhere safe and hidden until he delivered his baby.
He and Jungkook decided on Osaka since the city held so many of their happy memories together, one of them being it the place where their baby was conceived.
The team got Taehyung a house in a private neighborhood with security on the watch 24/7 and provided everything he could need that he didn’t have any reason to go out and get it himself. He only left the house to go see his doctor for check-ups and even the doctor had signed an NDA so no one knew where Taehyung had disappeared to.
It was suffocating and hard to bear at first, but Taehyung had to put his and the baby’s safety first and that was enough to make him tolerate living by himself in another country, away from his family, from the man he loved and from his friends.
Now he was almost nine months and ready to pop and he couldn’t be any happier.
-=oOo=-
Jungkook was getting restless as he waited for Taehyung to come online. He knew his boyfriend wasn’t at home yet but at the doctor, but it didn’t ease his anxiousness a bit. It hadn’t eased ever since Taehyung left to live in Japan.
Jungkook felt so heartbroken and sad over the separation even if he knew it was the only solution to protect what they had, both as a couple and members of a very successful group. If the news had leaked, they would have kissed their careers goodbye. They would have still had each other, but it wasn’t just about them. They had the other members to think of as well. They just couldn’t jeopardize what they had worked so hard for.
So, Taehyung left and Jungkook remained behind, longing for his lover and their unborn baby. He made sure to talk to Taehyung every day and go see him whenever the schedule allowed, but it wasn’t enough; it was never enough. He couldn’t wait for the day he would have Taehyung and their baby by his side again.
He and Taehyung had already planned to buy a house in the most secure neighborhood in Seoul and were planning to move in there to raise their baby once Taehyung came back.
Now he could only wait for Taehyung to show up so that they would discuss their next get-together. Taehyung was easy to please, but Jungkook wanted to make it special. After all, it was their sixth anniversary in three days and Jungkook had planned to take Taehyung somewhere where they would celebrate.
He couldn’t fathom that it had been six years since his beautiful angel had come into his life and made him the happiest man ever.
They were in love, had the perfect careers and were supported by their family and friends. What more could they ask for? It was true that they were closeted and their country would never accept them or their relationship, but they had each other and that was all they needed.
Checking his watch, he noticed that it was only a matter of minutes before Taehyung came online, and true enough, the moment he thought about it, Taehyung sent him a call request. Jungkook almost slipped off of his chair while moving to accept it.
“Hey, baby,” Taehyung’s beautiful face greeted him through the monitor.
Jungkook melted. God, but just the sight of Taehyung got him drooling. He was thankful that he was sitting; otherwise, he could have dropped to his knees.
“Hello,” he whispered and caressed the screen as if he was doing Taehyung’s cheek. It only had been a few hours since they last skyped, but it felt like an eternity. “I missed you,”
Taehyung cooed. “I missed you more, honey,”
“How was the appointment?” Jungkook allowed himself to sit comfortably again while watching his boyfriend, his heart in his eyes.
“He said that everything is going well,” Taehyung answered. “Our son is healthy and will be here in two weeks.”
Jungkook’s heart warmed. He loved to hear about their son. He couldn’t wait to meet their son.
“I’m happy to hear that,” he said, leaning in close to the monitor to take in Taehyung looking so serene in a blue sweater, his hair soft and framing his beautiful face delectably. “You’re glowing, Tae. You look so gorgeous.”
Taehyung flushed under the praise. “Thanks, Gukkie,”
Jungkook shook his head. “Don’t thank me. I’m just telling you facts. I knew you were gorgeous before, but the pregnancy had given you a special glow, it almost resembles a halo.”
Taehyung’s blush deepened and he snorted to cover it up. “I never took you for a sap.”
“Just for you, my life, just for you,” Jungkook confessed. “I really can’t wait to see you again, to hold you and kiss you and tell you how much I love you.”
Taehyung’s eyes warmed. “I love you, too. Are we still meeting in three days?”
Jungkook nodded and caressed the screen again. “I’m going to kidnap you and take you somewhere special for our anniversary.”
“You know I would follow you to the end of the world, Guk,” Taehyung placed his hand right where Jungkook had his on the screen. “You don’t have to kidnap me.”
Jungkook chuckled, his bunny teeth out in the view, causing Taehyung to coo at the adorable sight. The two then fell silent, choosing to lose themselves in the moment, staring at each other with so much love and adoration.
“Can I see it, Tae?” Jungkook requested out of the blue.
Taehyung knew what he meant as he nodded and stood up. He then lifted his sweater followed by his tank top to show his bump. Jungkook gulped at the sight, feeling his eyes well up with tears instantly.
“Wow,” he whispered with difficulty.
“Yeah,” Taehyung whispered as well, moving his hand to caress his baby bump. “Say hi to your dad.”
“I thought I’m going to be papa,” Jungkook argued, his eyes never leaving the bump, following Taehyung’s hand movement.
“I’m papa. You’re dad.” Taehyung answered with finality, knowing that he had Jungkook wrapped around his finger.
“Okay,” Jungkook was whipped indeed. He groaned when his phone started ringing, interrupting the moment. “Excuse me, baby!”
Taehyung nodded in understanding and sat down again. Jungkook took the call, his eyes not leaving him even for a second.
“Yes?” he answered. “Right now? But I thought…Oh, okay. No, it’s fine. I’ll be right there. Give me half an hour. Okay. Sure. Bye!”
Taehyung pouted when Jungkook hung up, knowing what was coming. “You have to go?”
Jungkook hated to be the reason of Taehyung’s sadness. “I’m so sorry, baby.”
Taehyung brushed him off. “I understand, Guk. Duty calls!”
“I’ll make it up to you when I see you, Tae,” Jungkook promised. “I’m not going to leave your side even for a second. Only three days before we reunite, my love.”
Taehyung beamed, loving the sound of that. “I can’t wait then. Take care of yourself and send my regards to the guys.”
“I will,” Jungkook gave him a flying kiss.
Taehyung gave him one as well. “I love you.”
“I love you more.” Jungkook replied and ended the call before he rushed out of the room since duty called as Taehyung said.
-=oOo=-
The moment Jungkook walked into the house, Taehyung was on him. He didn’t even let him close the door behind him before he had him pressed against the wall and kissed the breath out of him. Not that Jungkook minded. If anything, he quickly recovered and took charge of the kiss, stealing Taehyung’s breath away as well and showing him how much he loved him and missed him it almost hurt.
The two stood in the entrance for what seemed like forever, kissing as if they would die if they stopped. It had been a while since the last time, so they had a lot of time to make up for.
But soon enough, they had to break apart to breathe.
“W-We need to leave,” Jungkook spoke with difficulty.
Taehyung looked like a vision, swollen lips, flushed cheeks and stuttering breath. "Where?” Jungkook just shrugged and Taehyung smiled. “What are you up to?”
Again Jungkook shrugged and guided them towards the bedroom. “Pack a small bag. I have everything else we would need with me in the car.”
Taehyung shook his head in amazement, choosing to do as told instead of questioning his boyfriend some more. Jungkook watched him pack for a while before he itched to touch him again and he found himself walking unconsciously towards Taehyung to hug him from behind, his hands on the bump, feeling for his baby.
“Don’t distract me,” Taehyung whined, his movement haltered by being in Jungkook’s arms.
“I’m not doing anything,” Jungkook said and rested his head on Taehyung’s shoulder, closing his eyes in content to have the man he loved in his arms again. “I missed this,” he inhaled Taehyung’s cologne and almost blacked out. “I missed everything about you.”
Taehyung stopped packing and turned in Jungkook’s arms to face him. “I missed you, too.” And with that he kissed him again, causing them to lose themselves in each other again.
Jungkook was the one to pull away. “You’re the one distracting me now. Hurry up!”
Taehyung pouted by did as told while Jungkook took his position behind Taehyung.
“Okay, I’m done.” Taehyung said five minutes later.
Jungkook beamed. “Perfect, now let’s go!”
Taehyung had yet to give up. “Just what are you planning?”
"That's for me to know and you to find out, baby. Happy anniversary. I love you." And with that, Jungkook kissed him softly.
Taehyung beamed. "I love you, too, my Gukkie, and happy anniversary to you, too." He kissed Jungkook again a little longer.
When they stopped, Jungkook helped Taehyung put on his coat, beanie, scarf and gloves since it was December and freezing outside, before he did the same. Then, he carried Taehyung’s small bag and guided the two towards his rented car parked outside.
Jungkook waited until the two settled in their seats and put on their belts. "Okay, so you know that I love you, right?"
Taehyung smiled. "Of course,”
"Do you trust me completely and without question?"
"Absolutely,"
"Good, now close your eyes for me and just think about what you said," Jungkook told him as he slipped the blindfold over his head.
"Guk, what the fuck?"
"You said you trusted me completely,"
"I do, but I'd like to see where we're going."
"All in good time, now be good and shut up. It'll be worth it, I promise."
Taehyung grumbled quietly, but Jungkook knew the worst was over. He could feel him relax a little when he started the engine and pulled away from the house.
"You can talk to me, you know," Jungkook said glancing at him.
Taehyung laughed. "You told me to shut up. What do you want to talk about, my darling boyfriend?"
"I don't mind, you decide."
"Are we there yet?"
Jungkook chuckled and turned the iPod on instead. Taehyung smiled when he heard the piece played. "Nothing Like Us, Gukkie? Feeling a little nostalgic today are we?"
"I like it, it brings back nice memories." Jungkook admitted.
Taehyung knew the feeling. "I know; I like it, too, and the memories." He leaned over and caught Jungkook’s hand in his. He squeezed it gently and did not let go.
An hour later, Jungkook slowed the car as the road began to climb, twisting and turning up the mountain toward their destination. Taehyung reached out again to rest his palm on Jungkook’s thigh and rubbed small circles with his thumb. Jungkook reached down and held it. He squinted into the snow as the driveway appeared up ahead.
“Finally,”
Relief washed over Jungkook as he saw the cottage come into view, tucked into a grove of snow covered trees on the side of the road.
“Thank God,” Taehyung sighed. “The blindfold has really started to bother me.”
“I’m sorry, baby,” Jungkook pulled the car off onto the side of the road, taking extra care to put the parking brake on before cutting off the engine. “Ready?”
Taehyung nodded enthusiastically. Jungkook beamed and stepped out of the car, walking around to open the door for Taehyung. He helped him step out as well and removed his blindfold.
“On the count of three,” he whispered in Taehyung’s ear. “One. Two. Three. Open them, baby.”
Taehyung obeyed, taking his time for his eyes to adjust, blinking and squinting, until the view of the cottage was clear. “Wow,” he breathed out. “Are we going to stay here?”
Jungkook nodded, leaning in to kiss the reddening tip of Taehyung’s nose. “Just you and me for four whole days.”
“I love the sound of that,” Taehyung said and pressed his cold lips against Jungkook’s. “This is a beautiful surprise. Thanks, baby.”
A warm gust of air greeted them as they entered the cottage.
“Wow,” Taehyung exclaimed again.
Both men stopped dead in their tracks and let the door swing shut behind them. Though the cottage was tucked into dense trees on the front side, the view from the back was completely unobstructed and breathtaking. Floor-to-ceiling windows lined the back wall of the living room, looking out onto the snow-covered hills beyond.
It was tiny, but cozy. The living room contained a sofa, a dining table and a large stone fireplace. Taehyung was looking forward to getting fucked in front of that.
They moved into the bedroom where the wall of windows continued. The large king bed pointed outward toward the incredible view. It was nearly seven o’clock in the evening, but even in the descending darkness, it looked beautiful.
“Do you like it?” Jungkook inquired, watching for Taehyung’s reaction.
Taehyung looked at him as if he were crazy. “Like it? I love it. We’re never leaving.”
Jungkook’s smile brightened in satisfaction. He left Taehyung to explore the place further and went back to get their bags out of the car. When he came back, he found Taehyung sitting on the bed while staring at the magnificent view the windows offered. Jungkook placed the bags near the bed and sat down next to him.
“So?” he started.
Taehyung closed his eyes and rested his head on Jungkook’s shoulder, sighing in content. “I’m so happy, Kook,”
Jungkook felt warm. “I’m glad to know this,”
“This was a lovely surprise,” Taehyung commented. “I missed you so much and longed for the day I could have you all to myself again. I would have been happy celebrating our anniversary back home, but you brought me to this beautiful cottage and I never want to go back.”
“Speaking of that,” Jungkook suddenly leaned away from Taehyung’s embrace to pull something out of his coat pocket before he handed it to Taehyung.
Taehyung regarded the envelope with curiosity. “What is it?”
“Your first gift,” Jungkook replied.
Taehyung raised an eyebrow. “First? You got me more than one gift?”
Jungkook nodded. “Now, open it! I hope you like it.”
Taehyung shook his head in wonder before he twiddled the enveloped between his hands. “Baby, I love everything you do for me, and I mean everything. Just bringing me here is already a gift in itself. You don’t need to buy me gifts. You are my gift. I adore you. I still can't believe you love me as much as I love you."
Jungkook’s eyes were full of emotion now and he did not know if he would be able to hold back his tears. “Just open it, Tae!”
Slowly Taehyung obeyed and opened the envelope before he unfolded the papers in front of him.
He read the words slowly before looking up at Jungkook. He looked back down again and rechecked before letting out an astonished cry.
"You bought me this cottage? You bought me this? Oh, god, Jungkook, how the fuck did I get so lucky?" He shrieked and in a blink he was pulling Jungkook into his arms. His hands held Jungkook’s face, his eyes full of emotions as well.
Jungkook kissed his palm. “Do you like it?”
"Baby, I love it, I love you. I can't actually believe it, but oh, god, love, I love you so fucking much," he said holding Jungkook tighter before kissing him. "Thank you," he repeated over and over between kisses. "I love you always. It's really mine? Ours?"
"It is. I came across the ad for it by chance. I was just planning to book it so that we celebrate here, but a week later, it was put on sale and I jumped at the opportunity.” Jungkook explained. “You’ll leave the house back in Osaka once the baby is here, so I thought of getting us our own place whenever we come back to Japan, and what’s better than this.”
Taehyung looked stricken. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you,”
Jungkook flushed. “I could say the same thing about you. You mean everything to me. You and our baby are my everything.”
Taehyung whimpered. “Kook, love, my gift is going to pale in comparison," he said sounding a little subdued.
"Tae, I love all of your gifts, but like you, the gift of you is the most important," Jungkook kissed him tenderly on the lips. “And you’re carrying our son. That’s the most beautiful gift I could ever ask for.”
Taehyung kissed him before he hugged him and the two remained in that position for a while. It was until Taehyung yawned that the two broke apart.
“Are you tired?” Jungkook inquired, caressing Taehyung’s hair softly.
Taehyung nodded. “Can I nap a little before I give you your gift?”
“Of course, baby,” Jungkook helped him remove his clothes to lie down comfortably. “You can nap as long as you want. I’ll wake you up when dinner is done.”
“You’re perfect,” Taehyung looked at him with so much love.
“No, you are,” Jungkook countered before he pulled the covers over him, kissed him on the temple and sat down to watch him sleep. His hands moved automatically to caress the baby bump. He smiled gently and felt his heart squeeze when he sensed a movement under his palm.
He couldn’t help but reminisce about the day Taehyung first told him they were going to be parents. That was one of the happiest days he had ever experienced, one among thousands he shared with Taehyung.
-=oOo=-
Taehyung was nowhere to be seen inside the dorm. They had just come back from the label after a long day of dance practice and the man disappeared the moment they stepped inside.
Jungkook checked their bedroom, the living room, everywhere he could think of. It was only after he made it towards the bathroom that Taehyung walked out, looking worst for wear.
Jungkook’s heart went out to him. “Baby?” Taehyung looked up and Jungkook’s heart dropped this time when he saw tears running down Taehyung’s face. “What the fuck? Taehyung?” He didn’t realize he had rushed towards Taehyung until he had his arms around Taehyung’s waist. “What happened? Why are you crying?”
That only made Taehyung cry harder.
Now Jungkook started to freak out. “Baby, please, tell me!”
Taehyung continued to cry, his sobs getting louder and heartbreaking that it drew the attentions of the members.
“What’s wrong with him?” Jimin shrieked in worry as he rushed towards them, checking on Taehyung.
Jungkook looked lost and in pain as he held his crying boyfriend. “I don’t know. He came out of the bathroom crying and didn’t tell me anything.”
The members looked confused but held on to Taehyung, whispering words of support in his ear, pleading him to tell them what was wrong. Taehyung continued to sob, ignoring them, so they let him be and chose to wait for when he was ready. Jungkook decided to go to their room. Taehyung didn’t protest. If anything, he clung to him and continued to cry.
When they made it inside, Jungkook sat Taehyung down on the bed and sat next to him.
“Baby, talk to me, please,” He pleaded. “You’re freaking the shit out of me.”
Taehyung finally reacted, pulling back so that he could look him in the eye. Jungkook’s heart shattered into thousand pieces at the sight of a disheveled, sad Taehyung. He wished he could take the pain away, but he couldn’t when his boyfriend didn’t tell him anything.
Not for long, though. The reason of Taehyung’s state came soon enough as Taehyung grabbed Jungkook’s hand and placed something he was clutching in his fist all along onto Jungkook’s.
It was a pregnancy test.
Jungkook blinked at the little blue ‘plus’ sign then up at Taehyung then back to the test. “I don’t… What?”
“I’m pregnant, Jungkook,” Taehyung croaked out. “We fucked up. I can’t believe we were reckless. I believed we were careful, but I’m pregnant.”
Jungkook felt his soul leave his body. He stared at Taehyung then at the test for a few long moments, not saying a word, not blinking. Hell, Taehyung wasn’t even sure if he was breathing. Eventually, those beautiful brown eyes that he loved so much swept up to his again. “When?” he whispered.
Taehyung cried some more before he answered. “I’m a month in; it’s my best guess.”
“How…” Jungkook paused, clearing his throat. “How do you know?”
“I’ve been feeling under the weather for a few days now,” Taehyung confessed softly. “I didn’t say anything because I thought it was just the flu and I didn’t want to worry you. But it hadn’t gotten any better…” Taehyung trailed off, shrugging one shoulder. “So, I took that on the off-chance.” Jungkook nodded, licked his lips and his eyes dropped back down to the white plastic stick in his hand. “Say something, Guk,” Taehyung whispered. “Please?” His voice cracked and Jungkook’s gaze snapped back to his. “What are we going to do? I’m fucking scared. We’re too young for a baby and we have careers. What if they find out? They’ll eat us alive. The group will never survive if this-“
“Hey, hey, hey,” Jungkook shushed him gently, grabbing Taehyung’s wrist, tugging him forward. “Holy shit,” he breathed, the most beautiful, bright smile breaking across his lips. He pulled Taehyung into his arms, a soft, wet-sounding chuckle erupting from his chest. “Shit, baby. We…Oh, my God, you’re pregnant.”
Taehyung looked confused at his reaction. It wasn’t the one he was expecting. “You seem happy,”
Jungkook chuckled. “That’s because I am,”
Taehyung looked even more confused. “I…I don’t understand. Are you really happy?”
“Am I really happy?” Jungkook asked. “Tae, I’m fucking thrilled. This is amazing. You’re amazing,” he breathed, reaching out and grabbing the back of Taehyung’s neck, pulling him into a kiss.
Taehyung let out the breath that he hadn’t realized he had been holding since pretty much the moment he peed on the damn stick and melted against Jungkook’s chest. Jungkook kissed him until he was breathless, his head swimming and his lips numb and tingly. They pulled back at the same time, chests heaving slightly.
Taehyung had always loved the way Jungkook looked at him – like he was the center of his world, soft and reverent, full of love and devotion – but he had never quite seen this particular expression on Jungkook’s face before. It was the same but so different, all those emotions magnified about a million times.
Jungkook’s strong, warm hand slid over Taehyung’s still flat belly, right over his belly button, his fingers splayed wide. “Shit,” Jungkook breathed, eyes huge and a little liquid.
Taehyung smiled for the first time and slid his hand over Jungkook’s, off-center slightly so their fingers slotted together. “Yeah,” Taehyung agreed. He understood where Jungkook was coming from, he was pretty freaking overwhelmed himself despite the fact that he was still in the midst of a panic attack.
Jungkook’s other arm wrapped around Taehyung’s waist and he pulled Taehyung closer, their hands trapped between their bodies. Taehyung leaned forward again and slid their lips together, kissing Jungkook slow and deep and thorough. Jungkook growled softly into the kiss, nipping at Taehyung’s lips.
“What are we going to do?” Taehyung wondered when they broke apart to breathe.
“You’re not getting an abortion,” Jungkook tackled the most important issue. “I saw you freaked out earlier and you may have-“
“No-“ Taehyung interrupted him. “I freaked out as you said, but I never contemplated an abortion even for a second.” The idea was too disturbing that Taehyung found himself moving his hand across his belly protectively. “I just got overwhelmed, but it’s our baby, the seed of our love, and I could never harm it, let alone get rid of it.”
Jungkook sighed in relief. “Good to know,”
Taehyung nodded, but he still had more to say. “I was just…I mean…When I saw the positive result, I was happy, but I also thought about how the news could destroy the group. And that made me feel like shit because something that is supposed to be the happiest news ever had the power to destroy everything we worked hard for.”
“Baby,” Jungkook said softly. “How long have we been together?”
“Five years and counting,” Taehyung replied.
“Yet nothing happened,” Jungkook said. “We were careful all along and we’re still in love and the happiest as ever.”
“We could hide that, but how are we going to hide a baby? I’ll start to show then I’ll deliver and we’ll have to bring him or her up. How are we going to keep all of this a secret?” Taehyung’s questions made sense, but Jungkook held on to the thought that as long as they had each other, they could work everything out. And he voiced it with some more.
“We’ll tell the guys and management and work something together,” he said with conviction. “But we’ll not allow this to disrupt our happiness. If anything, it’ll bring us even closer.”
Taehyung watched him in awe. “Aren’t you even scared for a bit? I mean you’re still young and you’re going to be a father. Isn’t it too much for you? I know it is for me.”
Jungkook nodded. “It is the same for me and I know that I’ll need time to wrap my head around it. But I love babies and I have complete faith in us. Plus…,” he trailed off, looking shy suddenly.
“Plus what?” Taehyung smiled at the cute sight.
“I’ve always dreamed of the day we will get married and have kids,” Jungkook admitted.
Taehyung’s heart soared in delight. “You have?”
Jungkook nodded again. “Of course kids were supposed to come after marriage, but…,” he laughed. “This little one decided to make an early appearance.” His hand moved gently over Taehyung’s belly.
Taehyung looked ready to cry again. “You really want this?”
“More than anything,” Jungkook answered seriously. “I could give up the world for you…both of you.”
“What if they kick me out of the group?” Taehyung had yet to let go of his worries. Thousands of questions were still swarming inside his brain.
“I don’t think they will,” Jungkook looked thoughtful for a second. “You’re very valuable to the group. You’re talented, handsome, and have the most fan-base. It’ll be a dumb move on their part to get rid of you.”
“Flattery will get you anywhere,” Taehyung joked, but he was touched by Jungkook’s compliments and his faith in him.
“Will it?” Jungkook’s smile suddenly turned mischievous.
Taehyung knew that look very well and decided to play along. “Yeah, anywhere,”
“Will it secure me a long session of hot, celebratory sex?” Jungkook smirked, pushing Taehyung gently to lie on the bed before he straddled him and leaned down to nuzzle Taehyung’s neck with his lips.
“That depends,” Taehyung gasped when Jungkook bit down on a sensitive spot. “Are you going to make it my worthwhile?”
“When do I never?” Jungkook sounded confident.
Taehyung gasped again when Jungkook moved his ministrations south, on his non-existent bump specifically. Jungkook pressed soft kisses all over the area, whispering his love and happiness against the skin.
“Daddy loves you, baby, and can’t wait to meet you,”
And cue Taehyung crying his heart out again, but this time in sheer happiness to be both blessed by the most amazing man and a baby on the way.
He felt like the luckiest man on earth.
-=oOo=-
"Will I do?"
Jungkook spun round from where he was standing in the living room, working on serving dinner, his mouth dropping open when he saw Taehyung hovering in the doorway. Taehyung looked at him nervously. "What, is it not right?"
"No! No, I mean, yes! You look gorgeous," Jungkook gushed, walking towards Taehyung and smiling at him in a way Taehyung knew all too well. “The sweater looks dashing on you.”
“I love it, Kook,” Taehyung smiled, his hand going over the soft material his new sweater was made of. It was Jungkook’s second gift to him. “Thanks, baby,”
Jungkook leant forward and placed a kiss on Taehyung's lightly glossed lips, coating his own in the sticky liquid. “You look so beautiful, so gorgeous, serene,” he praised, taking in the rest of Taehyung’s outfit.
Besides his black cashmere sweater that showed off his delicious collarbones, Taehyung was clad in black dress pants. His baby bump looked the cutest as it was caged behind the sweater. He styled his brown hair and had make-up on. Jungkook went crazy whenever his boyfriend put eyeliner on.
“You’re not bad yourself,” Taehyung praised as he devoured Jungkook’s attire. His boyfriend was dressed in a black dress shirt and jeans. The two elements were too tight for his comfort as they hugged Jungkook’s form, leaving nothing to the imagination.
Jungkook beamed and offered his hand for Taehyung to take. “Come sit down!”
Taehyung nodded and held his hand. He gasped when he stepped fully into the room and spotted their dining table. It held three, red glittery candles, a colorful bouquet of flowers and several dishes covered by lids. Jungkook pulled Taehyung’s chair out for him and Taehyung beamed, sitting down and feeling like royalty. He suddenly gasped when their son chose that moment to kick.
“What is it?” Jungkook inquired, looking worried.
Taehyung waved his hand nonchalantly. “He’s been kicking me all day long. It’s nothing, baby.”
“Are you sure?” Jungkook insisted.
Taehyung could feel the baby kick hard again, but he stifled a groan, forced a smile and nodded at his boyfriend.
Jungkook smiled and served them dinner.
It was nothing short of sumptuous, but, of course, it was the dessert Taehyung savored the most. His summer berry Eton mess, which consisted of summer berries, meringue, whipped cream, and cassis served with honeycomb, had been met with an appreciative noise.
“Let’s dance!” Jungkook held out his hand for Taehyung to take again, leading him to an empty spot in the room while soft music and the cracks of fireplace played in the background.
Looking towards the windows, they noticed that it had started to snow and heavily at that.
"I don't want tonight to end," Taehyung said, dreamily, as he looked at the scene. They were feeling happy, cozy and so comfortable despite the weather. “I don’t want to leave this place ever. Look at the beauty outside!”
"Now that it’s yours, we can come back whenever you want." Jungkook nipped gently at Taehyung's earlobe, making him shiver. “Just ask me, baby,”
Taehyung pulled his arm from around Jungkook’s neck and lowered a hand down to Jungkook's crotch, giving it a playful squeeze. Jungkook inhaled sharply, his eyes closing. Then, after a moment, he grabbed Taehyung's hand and brought it up to his mouth, giving it a small kiss. “Stop it!”
Taehyung pouted. “Why not?”
“I have to give you your last gift,” Jungkook uttered and guided Taehyung towards the dining table again.
“I don’t think I can handle more, Jungkook,” Taehyung admitted. “You gave me enough, so allow me to give you mine first.”
Jungkook nodded and sat down across from him, watching as Taehyung rushed to their bedroom, grabbed his gift and came back, handing it to Jungkook instantly.
Jungkook unwrapped it and beamed when he caught sight of a beautiful watch Taehyung had engraved with:
To my true love,
My soul mate,
Yours forever,
Taehyung
Jungkook put it on instantly before he leaned over to give Taehyung a small kiss to show his gratitude. When he sat back down, he handed his own wrapped box to Taehyung who took it excitedly.
Taehyung pulled the sparkly blue paper off, revealing a red jewelry box. Carefully, he opened the lid and gasped when he saw what was inside.
It was the earrings he had been eyeing for months.
"Do you like them?" Jungkook probed, gently, seeing the look on Taehyung's face.
A couple of tears rolled down Taehyung's cheeks, and he nodded, too choked up to talk. “H-How did you know I w-wanted these?”
“I know everything about you,” Jungkook replied.
Taehyung was so touched. "They’re beautiful," he sniffed, looking up at his boyfriend with a wet face. "You’re perfect."
Jungkook beamed and stood up, walking around to take the earrings out of the box and put them on Taehyung. This latter waited till he finished before he stood up and slid his arms around Jungkook’s neck.
"Thank you," He whispered.
Jungkook pulled him closer, rubbing his back. "You're welcome." He took Taehyung's chin in his hand and gently turned his head. "Look at me." He reached out to wipe away Taehyung's tears then gave him a kiss. "I love you, Taehyung."
"I love you, too. And that's also the best present I've ever had." Taehyung uttered seriously before he kissed Jungkook again.
The kiss this time was different. Unlike their previous, soft ones, this one was lust driven. Taehyung wanted to devour Jungkook, but this latter had other things in mind.
“Tae, baby, you know we can’t,”
Taehyung groaned. “Why not?”
Jungkook tried to hug him, but Taehyung pulled away, huffing his discontent. “Baby, you’re almost due. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t, Jungkook,” Taehyung tried again. “We’ll take it slow, okay? Just don’t fucking deny me. It’s our anniversary and I miss you so much. Blowjobs or handjobs can’t do it for me anymore. I miss you fucking me. I need you cock inside of me, Jungkook. Please, baby. Please!”
Jungkook breathed out with difficulty. “Taehyung,”
"Jungkook, please," Taehyung moaned in his ear, quietly.
"I know, darling," Jungkook whispered, pressing a kiss behind Taehyung's ear, wanting to do so much more, but he was scared to hurt his boyfriend. Denying him killed him every time, but he had to do it, but as Taehyung had said; it had been so fucking long. He missed fucking Taehyung more than anything.
"I want you...," Taehyung whispered, his hand going down to fondle Jungkook’s cock.
Jungkook tried to concentrate on breathing deeply, but everything was starting to get clouded and the tingling in his groin was getting a lot, lot worse, especially as his erection was taking on a mind of its own and was violently trying to tear through the fabric of his trousers.
“Okay,” he finally yielded. Taehyung’s face lit up. “But, we’ll take it slow. I don’t want to hear you telling me to fuck you harder or whatnot.”
Taehyung nodded his head vigorously before he groaned when the baby delivered another hard kick. “Fuck, stay still, you!”
“He has a feeling what’s coming,” Jungkook joked. “Pun intended!”
Taehyung rolled his eyes and took his hand before he guided them towards their bedroom, caressing his bump, hoping to get his baby to stay calm.
They were quick to get rid of their clothes with Taehyung lying down on the bed first. Jungkook remained by the bedside, taking in his boyfriend’s naked form in all of its glowing glory. The bump did it for him, like every time.
In his eyes, his boyfriend had always been breathtakingly beautiful, but with the swell of his belly and the natural glow of pregnancy and the twinkle in those beautiful brown eyes, he was fucking magnificent.
Throughout the pregnancy, Jungkook found himself obsessed with Taehyung’s growing belly, with the proof of their child, his hand constantly seeking out Taehyung’s bump. Taehyung just smiled softly, fond and tolerant, and let him have his way. Jungkook was thankful for that, because he honestly didn’t think he could bring himself to stop.
“Come here,” Taehyung ushered him to join him on the bed.
Jungkook blinked and nodded before he slipped into bed, pulling Taehyung against his chest, one arm under his neck, the other around his waist. Taehyung moaned softly when he felt Jungkook settle against his back, their warm, bare skin pressed together as much as possible.
“Jungkook,” he breathed, his hand sliding over Jungkook’s, their fingers twining together over the swell of their growing child.
Jungkook rocked his hips forward slightly, his already hard cock sliding along the cleft of Taehyung’s ass, pre-come helping to ease the almost too-dry slide of friction. Taehyung canted his own hips back slightly, his fingers tightening around Jungkook’s when the head of his cock caught on Taehyung’s rim.
“Please, baby,”
Jungkook nodded and pulled back to grab the lube out of one of the bags before he resumed his previous position to finger Taehyung. This latter moaned loudly when the first finger slipped inside followed a minute later by another then another then another until he lost all coherency and started to beg Jungkook for his cock.
“I’m ready,”
“Are you sure?” Jungkook pulled his fingers out to lube his cock.
“Please,” Taehyung responded and that was Jungkook’s cue.
He shifted enough to nudge the leaking tip to Taehyung’s hole and Taehyung moved his leg up toward his chest as best as he could, both of them moaning when Jungkook slid in all the way. He dragged their joined hands up over Taehyung’s belly, his chest, and back down, over and over again, as he set up a slow, steady rhythm. Taehyung rocked back to meet each thrust, Jungkook’s cock obviously hitting his prostate on every down-stroke and it was just as amazing as it always was.
Jungkook kind of liked this position because he loved feeling Taehyung in his arms like this, loved being wrapped around him completely, all of his senses filled with his boyfriend.
Taehyung turned his head enough to look at Jungkook over his shoulder, murmuring a soft, “Jungkook,”
“What’s wrong, my love?” Jungkook asked softly.
“Nothing,” he whispered. “I Just…want to see you.”
Jungkook smiled and leaned up, pressing a kiss to Taehyung’s lips. “Okay,” he breathed.
Taehyung whimpered when Jungkook pulled away from him, but scrambled onto his hands and knees as quickly as his pregnant belly allowed. Jungkook was leaning back against the headboard and reached for him, gently grabbing his waist as Taehyung threw one leg over Jungkook’s. He reached behind himself and steadied Jungkook’s cock so that he could sink back down on it, both of them moaning again when he was buried to the hilt.
Taehyung kept the same slow, even, deep rhythm that Jungkook was using, rocking his hips, grinding the head of Jungkook’s cock against his prostate. Jungkook’s hands slid over his chest and belly again, knew that his eyes were shining with love and devotion and awe. “Love you,” he whispered.
Taehyung smiled. “Love you, too.”
Jungkook lost track of how long they moved together – always in perfect sync, knowing each other so well after being together for many years – but it still felt too soon when his orgasm crept up on him, warmth pooling low in his belly, his balls drawing up close to his body. Taehyung was close too, letting out those breathy little moans that simultaneously turned Jungkook on like crazy and made his heart skip a beat letting him know that his boyfriend was on the edge.
Taehyung reached down, wrapping one hand around his blood-thick length, stroking fast and rough. He cried out Jungkook’s name when he came, his release hitting the swell of his stomach and the back of Jungkook’s hand where he was still rubbing Taehyung’s belly. Jungkook moaned harshly, his hips jerking as he followed almost immediately.
Taehyung sighed softly, contently, and gently settled against Jungkook’s chest for a moment until he caught his breath. Jungkook ran one hand through his hair, pressing a kiss to his temple. After a few moments, Jungkook gently eased him off his lap and back onto his side, once again pressed against his back. Taehyung fell asleep almost immediately and Jungkook tugged him closer, one hand splayed over his heart, the other laying protectively over his belly.
-=oOo=-
Jungkook woke up in the middle of the night to soft whimpers. Blinking, he sat up straight and felt up the space next to him only to find it empty.
“Taehyung?” he called, standing up this time, rubbing his eyes gently. “Babe?”
More whimpers close by were the only response he got. Now, Jungkook started to worry.
“Taehyung,” he called again and hurried out of their bedroom towards the living room. He froze when he caught sight of Taehyung sitting on the floor near the fireplace. “Taehyung!”
Taehyung was holding his bump and breathing terribly hard and loud. “Fuck!”
Jungkook was on him in a second. “Baby, what happened?”
“Fuck!” Taehyung groaned again, trying to stand up only for his knees to buckle beneath him.
“Be careful!” Jungkook wrapped his arm around his waist and drew him to his body. “Are you in pain?” he sounded completely baffled and not sure of what to do or how to react.
“I’m having…nghhh…contractions…fuck,” Taehyung breathed out. “My water…oh shit…ugh…my water broke, Jungkook!”
“Are you… Taehyung, are you in labor?” Jungkook’s eyes widened.
“Y-Yes,” Taehyung nodded. “Take me to the…fuck…hospital now!”
Jungkook wanted to jump up and down in merriment, but he also wanted to pass out. “Y-Yes, of course. I’ll g-go get the car started.”
“I need to lie down first,” Taehyung hissed. “T-Take me t-to the bedroom. I don’t understand why I thought walking would help.”
“Why didn’t you wake me up?” Jungkook held his waist again and guided him to the bed.
“The contractions were long apart,” Taehyung explained. “I thought they were nothing.”
“Okay, stay here,” Jungkook helped him rest on the bed.
Taehyung nodded and let out a shout when another contraction hit him. “HURRY UP!”
Shit, but Jungkook thought he was going to faint. He was shaking all over as he put on his coat, beanie and gloves before he stepped out in the freezing weather, the snow falling even heavier than before.
Without any grace, Jungkook struggled to open the door of his car. “Come on! Fuck, why won’t you open? Just fucking open!” he pulled it with all his might.
The door clicked open and Jungkook sighed in relief. It was short-lived, though, as he felt his heart drop in despair when the engine refused to start. He tried for five minutes and when the engine remained dead, Jungkook gave up and grabbed his phone.
“Fuck, Jungkook, do you know what time it is?” Jimin’s grumpy voice welcomed him after the fourth ring. “We’re on a break for God’s sake, so it better be something important-“
“JIMIN! HYUNG! PLEASE!”
That got Jimin’s attention. The hyung part, that is. “Kook, what is it?”
“Taehyung has gone into labor and we’re in the middle of a snow storm and the engine of the car just refused to start and I need to take him to the hospital and we’re already an hour away from Osaka and I don’t know what to do so help me Jimin please I beg you I don’t know what-“
“JUNGKOOK, BREATHE, DAMN IT!”
Jungkook closed his eyes and did as told.
“Better?”
“Yes,” he whispered. “Hyung, please!”
“Okay, okay, Jungkook,” It seemed that Jimin was wide awake now. “First thing first, send me your location. I’m going to wake Namjoon hyung and Sejin hyung up and we’ll figure out how to send you paramedics. While waiting, go to Taehyung and stay with him. Hold his hand and do all those birthing exercises you practiced together. Okay? You can do it, Jungkook.”
Jungkook nodded and when he realized that Jimin couldn’t see it, he voiced it and hung up. He then sent their location before he rushed towards his boyfriend again.
“Is the car ready?” Taehyung glared daggers at Jungkook and this latter ducked his head for good measure.
He didn’t know how to tell him the news that they were stuck until help arrived. He chose to say it anyway and wait for it.
“W-What?” Taehyung groaned when another contraction hit before he continued. “What do you mean the engine won’t start?”
“It’s how it sounds,” Jungkook gulped and approached the bed. “Let me hold your hand while we wait.”
“Don’t come near me!” Taehyung spat and smacked Jungkook’s hand away when he tried to reach for Taehyung’s. “It’s all your fault!”
Jungkook’s jaw dropped. “What? Me? What did I do?”
“You fucked me…ugh… and it induced the shit out of me,” Taehyung felt like crying. “Fuck this shit. I think I’m dying.”
Panic bubbled up in Jungkook when he realized that Taehyung's contractions were already less than five minutes apart.
"I hate you so much," Taehyung shrieked.
"Please, baby,” Jungkook ignored him, knowing that it was the pain talking. But fuck. He was losing it. He was freaking the fuck out.
And cue the start of the most stressful night of their entire existence.
It went on like this,
“Tae, you’re not dilated enough,”
“Tae, what am I supposed to do?”
“Tae, I’m going to pass out,”
“Fuck, Tae, you’re bleeding,”
Taehyung’s response was to shriek, bear down and push while cursing Jungkook to hell and back.
“It’s your fault,”
“Don’t faint on me,”
“Fuck you, Jungkook,”
“Shit, shit, shit,”
“Aaaaaaaaaaaah!”
“I’m pushing a baby out of me, so of course I’m bleeding, you jerk!”
And then the tears were added to the mix.
“Jungkook, I can’t,”
“Fuck, I can’t push,”
“Kook, help!”
Jungkook took his time coming to the realization that Taehyung was giving birth to their son and when he did, he jumped and rushed towards the bathroom to get them towels.
“You can do it, baby,” He whispered, wiping Taehyung’s forehead.
Taehyung shook his head. “I can’t,” he said and let out another scream when his contraction hit.
"There isn't anything you can't do. Come on, push, baby!”
Taehyung took a deep breath and waited. When his next contraction hit, he bore down with all his might and breathed out when he felt the baby’s head slip free.
Jungkook strongly believed now that he was going to lose consciousness.
“Oh, my fucking god,” he gulped, his eyes never leaving the baby’s head. He jerked back in shock when the next contraction hit and made Taehyung bear down again. Jungkook’s hands took their position under the head immediately so when Taehyung pushed and the baby slipped out, Jungkook was there to hold him. The baby was slippery and covered in fluids and blood, but he didn’t mind.
Taehyung gasped as he supported his upper body with his elbows and took a closer look at their son. “Wow,”
“Y-Yeah,” Jungkook cradled their baby closer to his chest. He looked up at his boyfriend then, the proudest smile on his face and he couldn’t hold back his tears, watching as Taehyung had ones of his own. “You did it!”
The baby chose that moment to let out the loudest scream through his perfect set of lungs. The new parents whimpered, thinking that they could listen to that sound for the rest of their lives and never get bored of it.
“You…You’re…Fuck, Taehyung. Baby, you...,” Jungkook was having a hard time handling his emotions. He just stared at Taehyung then at their baby in pure awe and fascination. “You did it!” Taehyung smiled through his tears, nodding. Jungkook smiled back and moved to place the baby on Taehyung’s chest before he covered them both with one of the towels.
“Gukkie, he’s so beautiful.” Taehyung choked out on a sob and kissed the baby’s soft fuzz of hair. “I can’t believe he came out of me. Look at him, Kook!”
“I know, my life,” Jungkook had to agree as he sat next to Taehyung and held the hand that was holding the baby. “I love you, Tae.” Jungkook leaned in to bring their lips together in a passionate kiss. “I love you so much. You just gave me the most precious gift.”
Taehyung shook his head. “I wouldn’t have done it without you.”
Jungkook whimpered and kissed him again. Taehyung melted into him. It was only after their son started to squirm and wiggle that they broke apart, chuckling only for Taehyung to hiss again in pain when the need to deliver the afterbirth stroke. Jungkook waited until he was done to cut the umbilical cord. The baby didn’t react at all during, making his parents chuckle again.
“He’s so docile,” Taehyung commented, his heart melting as he watched his baby blow spit bubbles and stretch his tiny legs and arms.
Jungkook, his eyes never leaving his son, nodded. “What shall we name him?”
Taehyung kissed his son’s temple before he replied. “I thought we agreed on one already.”
Jungkook kissed that same spot too before he answered. “Then, welcome to the world, Haneul.” He placed another kiss on Haneul’s chubby cheek this time before he looked at Taehyung. He found him already staring at him in wonder and pure love. “Fuck, but I love you so much. You and Haneul are my whole world now.”
Taehyung beamed and kissed him. “I love you more, Gukkie. We love you more. Right, Haneul?” he addressed the baby, placing a soft kiss on his tiny nose.
Jungkook’s heart melted for the nth time at the sight.
The sound of the ambulance sirens suddenly filled the air, but the family was too wrapped up in each other to notice.
With baby Kim-Jeon, the family was complete.