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My 20 year old Idol Husband - [Day 11 - It’s Definitely You]

20 yr old Jungkook, at the top of his idol boyband career, has a secret only he & his bandmates know – An underground relationship, with you, a girl he met at a fanmeeting. Things get a little out of hand and you find out you’re pregnant.

Read: Day 1 / Day 2 / Day 3 / Day 4 / Day 5 / Day 6 / Day 7 / Day 8 / Day 9 / Day 10 / Day 11

(Jungkook's POV)

The pulsating beat of my heart grew stronger with every second I sat there waiting.

I bit my nails.

Ruffled my hair.

Paced up and down, all around.

Tried to do some push-ups on the ground.

(and it even rhymes)

Nothing seemed to restore my pulse to a normal state.

She had been inside the bathroom for close to 10 minutes now but it felt like eternity.

I didn't want to pressure or rush her while she took the little box in with her but the look on her terrified face bothered me til no end.

Did she faint?

Is she crying?

Why isn't she coming out?

The wait was killing me inside.

"Jagi-yah?" I tried to coo softly at the door of the bathroom. "Sweetie, can you hear me?"

A few moments of silence later, she unlocked the door.

Bracing myself with a deep breath, it was the most nerve-wrecking moment of my life, ten-folds of the debut stage.

Lightly pushing the door, with cautious steps I walked in. "Jagi.... I'm coming in okay?"

And there she was, sitting on the edge of the bathtub, a completely blank expression on her face I'd never seen before. Quickly I made my way to her, engulfing her in an embrace while I look around, desperately trying to catch sight of that pink box.

Her breathing started to get choppy and I could feel her body vibrating in trembles.

I held her shoulders and saw lines of tears streaming down her cheeks for the first time. In an instant, my heart clenched so tightly that I could barely hold myself together. I'd never felt this way and I finally understood why they say never to make a girl cry.

"No, no, baby please.." I pleaded, entirely collapsed on my knees by her feet, "shhh.... it's okay, baby.... don't cry, come on~"

I tried all I could to calm her violent sobbing, from wiping the tears, holding her in my arms, kissing her hands, massaging her back....

Nothing worked. By now, she was gasping in between sobs.

I began ranting like a clueless machine gun.

"... I really love children, you know? If I had a son we'd go bowling all day, I'd teach him how to shoot arrows, play soccer, and then Yoongi-hyung would play basketball with him and Jimin-hyung would teach him to dance! And - and, if I had a little girl, V-hyung and Hoseok-hyung would totally go shopping all day long to doll her up in Gucci rompers, and Jin will cook all sorts of yummy food, omg can you imagine that! and then... and then, Namjoon-hyung ... he better stay away and just teach her all sorts of things from afar. Ha! Wouldn't that be so fun? Wow.... I mean like, I really would want to have a kid."

Maybe not now, but I definitely want one.

Finally, she decided to look at me, with her puffy eyes and tear stained face.

In an awfully nasal voice, I could hardly make out what she said.

Stroking her hair, I leaned in closer with my ear almost at her lips. "Pardon?"

She stayed still for a few seconds while I strained to hear what she was about to say between her erratic sobs.

"I.... said..." She paused, and took a deep inhale and exhale in a bid to stable her breathing, blowing some of my fringe into my eyes, but it didn't matter.

"You're --" She paused again.

Then she made another attempt.

"... I'm ... " But alas, she couldn't bring herself to say anything more and I didn't think I'd need to hear it, if it was taking so much out of her to say it.

I turned my face to her, completely heartbroken to see her distraught by this situation. Without a word, I picked her up in my arms, letting her heavy head rest against my chest, hoping the comforts of the bed would help her recover from the intense ordeal.

Holding her close to my side, all I wanted was her to be okay; to smile and talk to me again like she always would. There was nothing else I knew to do than to sing for her - and so I did.

Song after song I did, until she calmed down with '2! 3!' and snapped out of her crying mess.

"Wow, truly, the hyung's masterpieces were the ones that did it." I let out a sign of relief and she finally let out a laugh at my words.

As I watched her, it hit me so hard that this was all too real. For her, and for me, and for us.

"I'll get you a drink, hang on - I'll be back."

Within seconds, I was scurrying back with water and tissues, and she had sat up on the bed, legs crossed with something in her hands.

I gulped. The time had come to see it for myself.

"Jungkook," she said.

"Yes jagi?" my voice came out in a somewhat high pitched response.

She finally opened her tightly clenched grasp.

There it was, the little white piece that only appeared in the romantic movies I watched. Before my very eyes, I saw the faint markings. Not that I knew what it meant.

I heard her voice loud and clear this time.

"You're gonna be an idol dad."

The next few hours were spent heading to the doctor's, making calls back and forth, going to the grocers after knowing that Chae-rin was actually in the pink of health but the morning sickness had gotten the better of her.

There was no way I'd let her out of my sight after knowing she was having my baby.

Yes, my baby.

As the hours passed, it started to sink in.

Although she was filled with fear, uncertainty and overwhelmed by helplessness having been caught unprepared, I was on the contrary, getting more excited by the minute.

I am going to be a Dad.

OMG, I'm having a kid - my kid!

I couldn't for a minute, hide the happiness or wipe the smile off my face. Rather than the fear, the endless possibilities of a future with the 3 of us made my stomach flip in pure joy.

I even felt like crying out loud and going out into the streets to share the great news at some point.

"You look really happy, Jungkook." She laughed a little, visibly tired from the events of the day.

For some reason, I had the urge to take her back with me, to start a life in Korea, where I would be able to see her every day, every night, and know she would be by my side. I don't know how it would work out but it was definite that leaving her here, half way around the world, was not going to cut it.

"I have a suggestion." I began, somewhat abruptly.

"Move in with me -- into the dorm."

I watched her letting my words sink in as her eyes widened before she started to speak.

"You must be kidding me." she looked away, obviously disregarding my brilliant idea.

It took me more than 3 hours of persuasion, assurance, and reassurance that I'd take responsibility for everything, and anything that could come out of this.

"Jungkook, look. I know you mean well and you're worried, but it's not going to work!" she slumped down into her sofa, arms crossed and patience wearing thin on me.

"Why not? I mean, it's gonna be tough at first but baby - there's NO WAY I'm leaving you behind." I sit beside her, placing my palms on her exposed knees. The touch making her close her eyes probably because she knew this wasn't getting anywhere.

"Jungkook," she began, "First off, what are you going to tell your managers who come in and out of your dorm?"

"They don't have to know-"

"Secondly, you're asking 6 other boys to share a dorm with a pregnant girl, they're not gonna accept that."

"They will, I know my hyungs-"

"Lastly, it's only a matter of time YOU get found out and if this gets out of hand, it's the end for you."

Her eyes were pleading with me at this time and as she held her gaze on me, I felt her soft touch on my cheek.

"Jungkook... Don't make rash decisions just because of me..."

It was tearing me apart as it was, to know she was struggling on her own but trying not to show it for my sake.

No. There must be a way.

I turned on my heels, plucking my phone out of the charging cord and punched the familiar keys of my speed dial.

After a few short rings, the voice I needed to hear reached my ears.

-- What's up Jungkook?

JK: Hyung. I'll say this only once so you need to hear me carefully.

-- What?? Oh is this a game? -- ah, okay --

JK: I'm leaving BTS.

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