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floof <3 (cr. ouranxingg)
#btsgif#park jimin#jimin#bts#userbangtan#btsedit#*#*jm#*ays#trying to get back to giffing slowly and what better thing to start with than this<3.#don't know how long will i keep trying but its a start ig fgdhjfhdj.
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[332/547] — until we meet again, jungkook ♡
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one bite and he's gone 😔 cr. namuspromised
#jimin#jiminedit#bts#btsedit#btsgif#gif#park jimin#maknaelinegifs#gifs#userkelli#usersky#annietrack#userdimple#raplineuser#rjshope#tuserandi#useremmeline#creatyoon#underbetelgeuse#usermaggie#pjmdaily#dailybts#cheeeeeeeeeeeks!!!! dimples!!!!!!!!! freckles!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE HIM SO MUCH
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The Princess Diaries
Jungkook is a happy man
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Jimin keeping going since 2016
Post Date: 05/11/2024
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TYSM FOR 100+ NOTES !! 🫶🏼⭐
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SUGAR-DADDY!JIMIN who always finds an excuse to see you. he knew he could text you and you’d show up quickly – that was your dynamic. but Jimin also liked to surprise you every now and then. so, when you were too focused on your life to remember him, Jimin would show up at your house with a new outfit for you to wear to a surprise dinner; or Jimin would show up at your work with a bouquet of flowers wanting to decorate your professional space; or Jimin would even show up at the restaurant door after you went to dinner with your friends offering you a ride home. it didn’t matter, honestly, Jimin had no limit when it came to coming up with excuses to see you. he lives next to a market but he went to your house to ask you for eggs? those are small details. what do you mean he had already delivered lunch to you today? are you sure it wasn’t the elf? “i heard that the electricity went out in this part of the city. i came to see if you need anything? maybe take you out for a quick dinner? what do you say?”
SUGAR-DADDY!JIMIN who always asks you where you want to travel. When you started your relationship, Jimin offered you a white map of the world and said he wanted to color it with you. as such, whenever there was a possibility of a trip out of town, Jimin would ask in advance where you wanted to go. he was determined to go see the world with you, eager to leave traces of your caresses in so many different cities. whether it was right next door or it took almost a day to get there, Jimin made a point of not only making your dream of visiting the place come true, but he would also do everything he could to make your trip nothing but pleasant. Jimin just wanted to offer you the best because you simply deserved the best. “where do you want to go next week? we have four days to enjoy. wherever you want to go, whatever you want to do, just tell me and i will make all your dreams come true.”
SUGAR-DADDY!JIMIN who welcomes you when your day gets more complicated. stroking your hair and humming a soft melody, Jimin did everything to make your day better. he kept you in his arms for as long as you needed, making sure the outside world was far away from you. those moments were just for you and Jimin – all of reality could wait for you. tender kisses were placed on your skin when you felt most tired, guiding you into an ethereal relaxation while Jimin made sure his name didn’t leave your lips. when life became heavier than you could carry, Jimin let you rest in his arms, because he, better than anyone, knows how to make you forget all your worries – he just had to love you.
SUGAR-DADDY!JIMIN who likes to gift you necklaces and always want to be the one putting them on you. there was a certain intimacy in the way you held your hair up while Jimin hovered his fingers around your neck. there was a certain complicity in that eternal wait that Jimin created in the mere seconds between your ‘thank you’ and his ‘you are divine’. you could even say that there was a certain love when Jimin finished fastening your necklace and gently kissed your neck, sliding his hands to hold you and pull you closer to him, always closer to him. “your ‘thank you’ is sweet, but I think we both have another form of thanks in mind. isn’t it right, pet?”
SUGAR-DADDY!JIMIN who always wants you by his side at his parties. during all the parties, even though Jimin had to pay attention to everything that surrounded you, you never felt alone. one way or another, Jimin always had you close to him and was always looking out for you. when the buzz of conversations settled you in the room, Jimin would gently hold your fingertips as he greeted person after person; when there was a break in your socializing, Jimin made a point of gently pulling you by the hand and, with a smile on his lips and a sparkle in his eyes, he focused all his attention on you. Jimin only felt capable of facing everything and everyone when you were by his side – that was why he insisted on your presence at these parties, that was why he dressed you for these parties, that was why you were essential at these parties. without you, all of Jimin’s courage and joy were suddenly stolen and there was no one who could give them back. just you – the most special person to him, the only person he really wanted by his side. “I can ask the intern to do that work for you. if you want, i’ll even do it myself tomorrow! but please come to the party with me today. i really need you. please.”
SUGAR-DADDY!JIMIN who takes you to all the concerts you want to see. a metal band or a symphony orchestra; a group of girls or a sibling duet; as many as there were, as many as you wanted. there was no concert that you missed. during the adrenaline of loud music and the joy in your heart, going to all the concerts you liked was something very special to you. the music was something intense, deep, an escape that you constantly used in this rotten reality; as such, seeing your favorite artists live, even having the chance to meet some of them, everything Jimin could do for you just made you grateful that you still lived in this world. you loved music and Jimin loved you – it was a fair deal for both of us. “have you seen this summer’s catalogue? i haven’t had time to look closely yet, but i think that singer you like, the… well, it doesn’t matter. that singer will be here in july. go you want to go see her?”
SUGAR-DADDY!JIMIN who slowly dances with you in the moonlight. Jimin’s hands rested on your hips as you wrapped your arms around his neck. your foreheads were together in a small, tender gesture that, in a way, seemed to broaden your smiles. and there, in front of the window, in front of the full moon, you and Jimin lived each second. there was no work or studies. there were no friends or family. there was nothing – just you and Jimin. the silence of that moment was as loud as your hearts, filling Jimin’s room with this invisible flame that made you feel warm inside. in front of the moon, stripped of all reality and embraced by mystical celestial magic, you and Jimin didn’t need to speak when your bodies swayed to the sound of the void, knowing perfectly well that it was within you that the music sounded.
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And i have always wondered why in the world anyone would undermine jimin's musical success because on sns followers or engagements he might not rank #1 but he's ranking #1 or #2 every single time BTS had released albums and members had their solo songs in it as b-side. Him and jungkook has always been #1 or #2 like they switch those numbers yet people underestimated his success. And how do people see him and think he'd not want to release solo music? I think years ago he was the first member who wanted to do solo songs or like Frist member to mention those things. He's always wanted these things but as you said people by that i mean armys/ jkkrs and other jm biased too misunderstood his intentions and i wonder why. He lives for that stage.
Hi anon,
I agree but I think part of the reason why some people didn’t really see his potential (atleast compared to Tae and Jk) was because this entire fandom had always seen him as the third most popular member and least popular of the maknae line. You need to understand that before the solo era, many unfortunately hadn’t had the opportunity to see how good the members would perform with solo songs and even though we know they had already performed solo songs within the group and Jimin and Jungkook’s always did much better than everyone else’s this whole fandom was still caught up on who gets the most views on fancams, who has the most instagram followers and stuff like that. That was how they measure success and we know that Jimin doesn’t get the most views on fancams and doesn’t have the most followers on instagram and his posts don’t get the most likes so naturally they assumed he only came after Tae and Jk in EVERYTHING including their solo success. They didn’t realize that the boys excel in different aspects.
Another thing is that, Jimin has always spoken so much about how much he loves being in the group and rarely really spoke or looked interested in solo ventures, of course this doesn’t mean he wasn’t interested because we know that even while he was working hard on his solo albums he said nothing about it which led people to believe that he was lazying about and not doing anything like the other members who were doing this or that or flying here and there but we see that he wasn’t lazying about. I think all these things contributed to this entire fandom underestimating him as an artist.
His immerse success in the solo era came as a blow to so many because they could never imagine. When Jimin got a number one on Billboard Hot 100, and then Jk got it too, this entire fandom was 100% positive that Tae would get one too. Why? Because to them, he was always the most popular member because of followers, views and likes and to them, that equaled success in music so that is why they were beyond shocked when he didn’t and that is why some people are still so bitter at Jimin because he was always viewed as the underdog. Everyone knew he would be successful but very few people thought he would be more successful that who they believed was the most popular member and that is why even till this day, they try so hard to discredit his success because they still cannot believe their eyes and ears.
Jimin once said “SILENCE IS GOLD. DON’T WASTE TIME” and he did just that. He let people think what they wanted to think of him. He let people say he was lazy, not ambitious, unmotivated, depressed and all the stuff they said about him when he was working on his albums and only came out when he was ready to show results.
He took “never let people know your next moves” too seriously. lol.
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7 años de este viaje de Jimin y Jungkook a Tokyo (planeado por jungkook e hizo G.C.F in Tokyo (정국&지민) para Jimin)
#7 años de este viaje de Jimin y Jungkook a Tokyo#jikook#kookmin#jimin#jungkook#jiminshiii#galletita#park jimin#jeon jungkook#amor a mis chicos jmjk#Golden Closet Film in Tokyo#amor a mis chicos JMJK#7añosdeGCFTokio#G.C.F in Tokyo (정국&지민)#jmjk a su viaje a tokio jk grabo y hizo el regalo para jm#para siempre gcf tokio para toda la vida jk#jimin de jungkook#jungkook nos mostró a su jimin#mis chicos en su viaje a tokio video hecho por jungkook de regalo para jimin#7 aniversario de Golden Closet Film in Tokyo G.C.F in Tokyo (정국&지민)#jmjk yo recordando#bts twt viejitos
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ᜊ seven ꒰ bangtan ꒱ lockscreens !
like or reblog if u save and use please / curta ou reblogue se você salvar ou usar, por favor 𖹭
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"I thought the phrase ‘love Yourself’ would mean something extra special to people who are harsh on themselves." ~ Jimin
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.welcome to riveager . . .
CRONOGRAMA | SPIRIT | PORTFÓLIO .png's por @babyjubanglo (deviantart)
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Record-breaker Jimin 🤩
Jimin is now the longest-charting number one artist on the Spotify South Korea weekly charts, breaking a tie with his own group, BTS!
Congratulations, Jimin!
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If Snow Decides to Fall
2. “Hi, you.”
Chapter Warnings: Light smut, references to sex, pregnancy
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Jimin had gotten out of bed before you, for once. His place on the bed was left a gathering of sheets, cold and crumpled.
After brushing your teeth and hair, you got into a cozy lounge set, and padded out of his bedroom, into the hallway. The sound of running water could be heard from the kitchen, so that's where you headed next.
He was still in his typical sleep attire - boxers and nothing else. His toned back was facing you, giving a view of the moons etched into his skin. He was filling up a pot in the sink to make French-press coffee when he heard your footsteps.
You were greeted with his hoarse, low morning voice, "Hey, you're up."
"Morning," you yawned, "You are up earlier than usual.”
He turned off the tap as you sat down on one of the stools at the kitchen island, “Yeah, I didn’t sleep well honestly. Kind of hard when you find out your girlfriend’s pregnant.”
“I know, I didn’t sleep the greatest either,” you said prior to realizing, then your cheeks flushed a deep rose, “Wait, girlfriend?”
Jimin turned around and put the pot of water on the stovetop to boil. He was grinning at you handsomely, with hair slightly disheveled, “We hang out, have dinner together, watch movies, have lots of sex, and we love each other enough to have a kid together. I’d say we’re boyfriend and girlfriend now, if you’d like to be.”
You smiled back, “I suppose that’s reasonable.”
He rounded the corner of the grey marble top of the island, aiming straight for your lips. His kiss was short and sweet, exactly the kind you had grown accustomed to when it came to Saturday mornings with him.
“Would you like some coffee?” He asked before pecking your cheek.
You wrinkled your nose, “I’d love some, but unfortunately I probably should stick to decaf now.”
He pursed his plump lips together and hummed, “Oh shit, that’s right. Are you hungry at least? I can make the eggs you like.”
“Over easy?” you shook your head and laughed, “I don’t think I can have those either. They’re too raw.”
Jimin chuckled, bowing his head in defeat, “Scrambled then.”
“Thanks.”
He nodded and happily returned to the stove, getting out a pan and setting it on one of the burners. As he opened the fridge to get out a carton of eggs, he glanced back at you through slightly puffy eyes, “So aside from not being able to have your normal breakfast, is there anything else different?”
You propped your chin up in the palm of your hand, “You mean the symptoms? Well, it’s been kind of mild, to be honest. The only symptoms I’ve had so far are sore boobs and a little bit of spotting. Actually, now that I think about it, I might be sensitive to the smell of kimchi too. But that’s all.”
“I hope it continues to be relatively easy," Jimin cracked a few eggs into the pan, "But I'll be here for you if it gets worse. This reminds me of something important I thought about while you were sleeping - your key."
You tilted your head to one side, "My key?"
"To my apartment," he said, "You have it, but you always knock on the door and wait for me to let you in. From now on, please use it. Let yourself in, whether I'm here or not."
"Are you sure? I don't let myself in because I know how much you value your privacy."
He smirked, whisking the eggs to scramble them, "If I wanted privacy from you, I wouldn't have given you a key in the first place. Maybe you haven't noticed, but I really enjoy your company."
In an attempt to conceal how much of a sucker you were for his little flirtations, you pursed your lips together. Still, it was plain as day when he glanced at you. This flustered yet giddy expression was a habit of yours that he adored.
Jimin turned the heat up slightly on the stove before letting the eggs do their thing, "Besides, I want to be here for anything you need. My biggest fear with this whole thing is not being there like any decent father would be. It will be hard enough with my schedule."
You detected the insecurity on his face, "Don't worry. I promise I'll use the key from now on."
You scooted the stool backwards so you could get up. Then you made your way to the other side of the island, hugging him from behind. Your cheek pressed against his back.
He released a content sigh and twisted himself to face you, enveloping you in his chest instead. His lips kissed the top of your head, "It's interesting. I feel like one moment, it's really hitting me, and the next, it doesn't feel real."
"I know," your voice was slightly muffled against his skin, "I can't believe I'm going to be a mom."
Jimin had recollections of you playing with the kids of your coworker. He knew you had a loving, natural touch with children, "I've seen you with Chaeyoung's twins. You'll be an amazing mother."
You didn't know if you believed him with such immense pressures staring you down, but you smiled anyway, "And I've seen you with the managers' kids. I think you'll be an outstanding father."
He laughed a little nervously, "It feels so absurd applying the word 'father' to myself."
"But we'll get each other through it," you muttered, "Because we love each other, right?"
He smiled again, closing his eyes and cherishing the feeling of having you in his arms, "Exactly."
Both of you heard a little sizzle coming from the pan on the stove. Jimin chuckled, “I’d love to stay like this, but I don’t want to serve you burnt eggs.”
Eating breakfast that morning was slowed by both of your needs to talk this through some more. He had to leave for another recording session at noon, but there was still time to discuss some of the general things.
You told him about what your care provider told you, “Apparently, the best time for me to get an ultrasound is in the next couple of weeks. I’m assuming Doctor Baek will be able to give me a list of recommendations for obstetricians. I guess you wouldn’t be able to go…would you?”
“I hate to say it but I don’t know,” he said with his hands on his thighs, “We are due in Tokyo next week and will be there for eight days, doing various promotions and the Vogue shoot. This is going to be one of the biggest issues throughout this whole thing. Some things are easy to get out of, but others won’t budge. And even if I could make it to an appointment, how would I be able to explain my presence there?”
You don't know how you could have forgotten about the Tokyo trip. Sometimes, you attended trips like this, but a photoshoot as big as Vogue didn't require your assistance. They had quite a few of their own people for styling.
“That’s right,” you huffed in a slouch, “The doctors are legally prohibited from saying anything, but there’s no way we’d be able to avoid other patients and staff seeing you and talking.”
He swallowed a bite of food, nodding along, "It might be a stretch, but if we can get the ultrasound for this coming week, we can have the doctor come here. As you know, I leave my Friday evenings free when I'm in town."
"Here? You're comfortable with that?"
"Not entirely," he admitted, "But like you said, they can't say anything without risking losing their license. It makes sense for the sake of privacy, and it would allow us to squeeze it in between all of my commitments."
"That sounds nice, but I’m going to be swamped at work this week. We’re putting together your styling concept for the tour next year. Maybe we could find time after you get back from Japan.”
Jimin became more serious and put his hand on your knee, eyes firm, "Y/N, as much as I want to be there, let's not ignore the advice of the professionals. If it's better to get a read on you and the baby sooner rather than later, then don't wait for me.”
It was disheartening, but it was something you’d have to get used to. You wanted to do this, but it little about it would be normal. You had to make peace with that.
“Okay,” you sighed, “I’ll call today and see what’s available.”
He leaned forward to kiss your temple, “I’ll be excited to hear all about it, baby.”
You smiled at his touch, “Well that’s that. Now onto an even more pressing matter…”
He finished what was on his plate and took another sip of his coffee, “Which is?”
“Who are we going to tell about this?” You asked with raised brows, “Obviously no one at the company can know, at least not yet.”
“I’ll have to tell the guys at some point before you start showing, or they will figure it out on their own. And I know they would keep the secret for as long as we asked them to.”
You already felt mortified with that, but again, you had to get used to the awkwardness, “Alright. What about our parents?”
A twinge of guilt rang through him, like a child who was about to get a scolding. Jimin took his empty dished and got up to put them in the dishwasher, mumbling a cuss or two.
He said under his breath, “My parents would definitely come around, but they’ll also want to kill me.”
“Do they…know about us?”
The dishes clanked in the washer as he shuffled some things around, making room for the new ones, “I’ve told them I’ve been seeing someone and that things have been getting more serious. But they’d never see this coming. What about your parents?”
Your features sank, “They’d probably want to kill you too, no offense. I don’t think they’d be thrilled with the idea of their daughter having a baby with a popstar out of wedlock. It’s, uh…kind of a negative trope.”
“I get it,” Jimin then came over and took your dishes away for you, “Have you told them about us?”
You wanted to shrivel up and hide somewhere, “Not exactly…”
He was taken aback, “Really? Not a single thing?”
You sat on your hands and shrugged, “They’re as traditional as it gets, Jimin. They wouldn’t react kindly to me sleeping with you. They don’t even agree with the career I chose. Honestly, I don’t really speak with or see them that often. They live on the other side of the country.”
He could have been offended by the idea of your parents’ disapproval of him, but he wasn’t. Instead, he grinned, “Then I guess we have our work cut out for us.”
You half laughed, though you were more apprehensive than amused, “We certainly do.”
Jimin was the last to join the recording session. It wasn’t a big deal - the others started without him, taking turns in the booth.
When he entered the recording room, Jungkook was in the booth with headphones on, singing the lines in front of him. Yoongi and another producer were sitting at the panel, while all the others were either sitting on the couch or bean bags.
“There he is!” Hoseok called out with his classic mile-wide smile.
Taehyung covered his mouth, chuckling, “You look exhausted, hyung. Late night?”
Just because the work had begun didn’t mean he could escape a little teasing. It was normally alright with him. After all, they all knew about the affair, but his patience would be thinner than normal today. He was running on little sleep and just had his world shaken.
He faked a short laugh, but it didn’t travel all the way to his eyes, “Yeah, late night.”
Namjoon made room on the couch and he sat back onto the plush leather, letting his head lean all the way back. The leader and the others were glancing at one another with confused looks on their faces. It was typical for Jimin to be the last one to arrive, but once he showed up, he was in work mode. Right now, he looked somewhat out of it.
“Woah,” Jin said, “Must have been a really late night.”
The session lasted hours. Much to their surprise, Jimin never seemed to get into the groove. He recorded his parts well, but the intense focus was simply absent.
Jungkook, who had been with him the day before, already had a suspicion that this was about you.
Not only was this their brother who they passionately cared for, but they also had an important trip coming up. They needed to figure out what was going on.
When it was time to wrap up, the six members waited for the other producer to leave the room. It was only after that could they mention you by name. After all the years together, it was like they developed a form of telepathy. Something was up with their friend, and they moved in-sync to fix it.
Jimin was puzzled as to why no one was grabbing their things to leave.
Once they were isolated as a group of seven, Namjoon started the conversation from his same spot on the couch, “Let’s stay for a few minutes to talk about whatever’s going on.”
He knew it was about him, “I’m alright, guys. Really. Just exhausted.”
“Are you positive? Because you don’t just seem tired. You look withdrawn.” Jin said.
Trying to play it off coolly, he smirked, “That can happen when one gets tired.”
“Jimin, come on. It’s us,” Hoseok urged, “We just want to make sure you’re all good.”
“I am.” He gave the persuasion another go.
But it was to no avail. Jungkook spoke up next, leaning with his back against the wall, “I’m sorry, hyung, but I have to wonder if this is about that thing with Y/N yesterday.”
“What thing?” inquired Yoongi.
The youngest of the group looked to the man in question to give him a chance to respond, but when Jimin had nothing to say, he continued, “I was with him when we ran into her on our way back from the shoot. Their exchange was kind of weird and timid. Something between them was off.”
The others could definitely see how that would be strange. They’d all witnessed the two of you interact before, and it was always great. You gelled together so well, so effortlessly.
“Oh,” Taehyung took a much more sympathetic approach this time, “Are you guys going through a rough patch?”
He would have panicked that someone had heard that, but he watched the producer leave with his own eyes. It was all clear, “No. As I said to Jungkook yesterday, we are perfectly fine.”
They weren’t buying it. Their disbelieving faces made that painfully clear, but he couldn’t tell them the truth yet. Both of you would need some time to let this sink in and plan some things out. Still, he had to give them something, just to get them off his back.
Jimin sighed, “Okay, fine. I was going to tell you all when it felt like a good time and place, but something has changed between us. Recently, Y/N and I decided that we are going to start taking our relationship more seriously.”
“Soooo, what?” Jin asked, “You’re finally going to call yourselves a couple?”
“Yeah...I also told her I love her.”
Some of the guys hooted, others sighed out of pure relief. They thought this day would never come.
Yoongi chuckled, “That’s wonderful and all, Jiminie, but we all fucking knew it for months.”
“About time,” Taehyung beamed, “So she’s officially a girlfriend?”
Begrudgingly, knowing it would cause another mass tease, Jimin nodded, “Yes, she’s my girlfriend.”
Hoseok smirked, “So you’re exhausted because you’ve been pulling out all the stops, huh? Nice.”
“And he’s not focused because he’s got love on the brain.” Jungkook messed with his hair a bit. Jimin quickly brushed it back into place, rolling his eyes with a soft grin.
Oh, if only they knew what was actually on his brain at the moment, he thought. But it didn’t matter. He did what he needed to do for the time being. Now all he had to do was keep up the facade for a few more weeks, or until you and him mutually decided it was the right time.
All but one began to get their things together in preparation to leave. Namjoon felt another point needed to be made on this topic, but decided to let it go for now. It was getting close to dinnertime and they had made plans to order in at Jin's place. He would bring it up there.
Jin's apartment was so home-like and comfortable, which was why it was a common hangout spot for the group on nights like this. There was a feast of food in front of them to share and fill their stomachs. The soju was flowing, warming them up and loosening some tongues.
Jimin, for one, appreciated some semblance of normal life with his friends. He tried not to dwell on it, but he realized that being a part of nights like this would likely become a scarcity once he had fatherly duties to perform. His career would have to change, but now he was confronted with the possibility, or inevitability, of his friendships changing.
Hoseok, who was sitting next to Jimin, gave him a fraternal arm around his shoulder, tugging him closer, "Hey, now that you and Y/N are official, she should come around us more often. She could spend some time with Yunhee too."
Yunhee was his longtime girlfriend, and by no means the only serious romantic partner in the group. Namjoon and Jin were in relationships as well. It could be good for you to get to know the other women who were dating members of BTS, if anything for the moral support side of it all.
The head of the group heard Hoseok's suggestion and it resurfaced his concern from earlier. His head perked up, thinking now was the right moment. Namjoon consumed another sip of soju first.
"I don't know if that's the best idea, Hobi."
The other conversations at the table simmered down. He didn't intend to get everyone's attention, but there was nothing to do about it now, "Don't get me wrong. I'm happy for you, Jimin. Y/N is a nice person and all, but let's not forget where she's employed."
"So what?" Hoseok's brows were furrowed, "She can't hang out with us or our girlfriends because she's a stylist?"
"Well...yeah," Namjoon sighed. It didn't feel good to administer this dose of reality, "At least not in larger social settings."
"That's a little much." Jungkook remarked.
"No, he's right," Taehyung said, "I think we all trust ourselves and the other girlfriends to keep it quiet, but no one else can know. I don't know what repercussions they would have for you, Jimin, but Y/N would get fired."
"Exactly, thank you Tae," the leader nodded, "It sucks, but we can't treat this like we treat the other relationships. None of us want to see her lose her job over this. That means she can't be invited to parties, or given any special consideration when we run into her at the studio. We have to keep doing what we've always done."
Naturally, eyes began to land on Jimin, who was sitting there quietly until he noticed. He shook his head and swallowed the cut of pork that was in his mouth, "Look, Y/N and I are adults. We know what it means for us if we want to be together. Maybe someday, if things keep getting more serious, we can try to work around the company. But for now, we've talked about it and we can live with it."
There was a short hush at the table, as if everyone was expecting him to make some kind of protest against the notion of continued secrecy. Jimin began to think about what Hoseok said initially. Knowing what he knew, he thought it would be a good idea for those closest to him to get to know you better.
He added, "I do think it would be nice for you guys to spend more time with her, though."
"Sounds good to me," Jungkook grinned, stretching his arms up behind his head, "Besides, I'd like to know the inside scoop on how they plan on dressing me for the tour. Pick her brain a little."
Jimin chuckled, "I think they are in the very beginning stages of that, but go for it."
Namjoon was glad that there was a general agreement among the members. However, if he was honest with himself, his concern wasn't just with outside people having raised suspicions - you were in question too. Plenty of women chased fame through matters of the heart. What if you were capable of leaking the relationship yourself for a bit of notoriety?
He felt slightly disgusted with himself for thinking it, but his protective side was coming out. It had happened to other idols before. Plus, the fact of the matter was that none of them knew you that well. It couldn't be ruled out.
"Well, at least we don't have to keep pretending behind closed doors." Yoongi laughed.
Jimin looked at him, confused, "With who?"
"With you!" Jin guffawed, "You were so reluctant to put any sort of label on this relationship for so long. And you got annoyed whenever one of us would bring it up, so we've all been acting like we didn't notice the obvious."
"I feel like we do a pretty good job of hiding it," Jimin defended himself, "I don't treat her any differently than the other stylists."
Hoseok nudged him lightly, mouth full of ramyeon, "Yes, but in private, you have a certain face when she comes up in conversation. Seriously, we'll have to hold up a mirror for you next time it happens. Your eyes start darting around the room and your jaw gets really tense, the same thing that happens when you're suppressing any emotion."
He laughed at himself, taking another shot of soju, "Then I'm glad I don't have to embarrass myself anymore."
The evening returned to normal after the guys got bored of teasing their friend. All the while, Jimin felt like an imposter in his own body. He was selling it so well, a happy version of himself.
To some extent, he was happy, but he was also in a state a shock and apprehension. Three emotions swirling about within him, all equally strong and combative. He knew the shock portion of it would fade away soon, but could only hope that the nerves would follow suit.
He felt sturdy in his love for you and the desire to go through with the decision - he only wished that he felt confident that he could be a good, present father. His own dad was always there for him, nurturing and guiding him every step of the way. Jimin felt like he could count on him for anything. Would this child feel the same?
The hang-out ran late, giving him plenty of time to stew internally. Contradictory to past behavior, he was the first to call it a night.
The others started trickling out one by one, back to their own apartments. Being the named leader of the group, Namjoon always found himself being the last one out the door. Though he fell in the middle of the rank when it came to age, he tended to act like the oldest sometimes. Always making sure everyone was doing what they were supposed to, or, on nights like this, making sure they were all okay to drive home.
A perceptive and sensitive soul, Jin always noticed this and it made him pity Namjoon. He could let loose every now and then - the leader side of him didn't need to be switched on all the time, certainly not when it was just the seven of them in private.
Once the others were all gone, Namjoon let out a breath. He still had to get his charger and light jacket, and then he'd head out too.
Bending over to unplug his charger from the outlet by the baseboard, he said to the host, "Thanks for having us as always, Jin. Sorry it went so late again."
The oldest waved away the compliment, "Never a problem, Joonie. But you do know this is my apartment, right? You don't have to stand here with me and say goodbyes until they're all gone."
Namjoon chuckled and fiddled with the white cord in his hands, whirling it like a propeller, "Yeah, I know. Old habit, I guess."
He then put on his jacket, fixing the collar and tugging it in a few places. The two men locked palms and brought it in for a hug, patting each other on the back with their free hands.
"Well, I'll see you." the leader smiled tiredly.
"Night." replied Jin.
Namjoon approached the door to make his exit, but he couldn't shake this one thing. He paused, "Hyung?"
"Yeah?"
He turned back around and put his hands in the pockets of his jacket, "Do you think this whole Y/N thing is good for Jimin?"
The older appeared unpleasantly surprised that he could pose such a question, "Uh, yeah, I do. She seems really sweet and they've been going pretty steady for a long time without an issue. Why?"
"Nothing, I just...nevermind."
"No," Jin stopped him from leaving, "What is it?"
Namjoon pursed his lips together for a moment, "I don't know. All of the potential issues with the company aside, what if she's just chasing his money or fame?"
Jin smirked, "I could maybe wrap my head around the money concern, but fame? They're a secret. There's no fame to be had. Unless you think she'd blab to the press on her own?"
He shrugged, "I mean yeah, it's possible. It wouldn't be the first time a person dated someone famous for some time in the spotlight. Now that they're serious, is it so strange to worry that she might turn around and use Jimin for some time in the spotlight?"
"Actually yes," Jin laughed in disbelief, "Because her job is on the line."
"I'd argue there would be plenty more for her to gain by publicly associating herself with one of the most famous faces on the planet."
The oldest member became more frank, "I have to say I'm surprised at you, Namjoon. It isn't like you to rush to judgment like this, especially of someone you hardly know."
He defended his consternation, "Well, it's the first time one of us has had this type of risky relationship. I just want to make sure Jimin's thought this through. If she-"
"She won't."
"But if she does, what happens? He'd be crushed. We all know that his last breakup tore him apart, and that was done in private. Imagine what it would do to him if she betrayed him like that."
Jin sighed, "Look, I think you're a good friend for wanting to guard his wellbeing, but no one here has been given any reason to think that Y/N would do anything like that. And Jimin is a full-grown man. He's capable of making his own decisions. It doesn't make you any better of a leader to helicopter over his dating life, even if you have doubts."
Namjoon took a deep breath and closed his eyes, nodding. Jin was right. There was nothing to validate his concerns - it was all mere conjecture.
"Okay," he breathed, "You're right. I guess all we can do is stay out of it and see where it goes."
His older brother gave him an exhausted smile and patted his shoulder, "Exactly. Goodnight, Joonie."
Namjoon turned around, nodding his head, "Night."
As he left the apartment, he still had a nervous feeling planted in his intuition. There was just something about this he didn't like.
*One Week Later*
You went to Jimin's place the Saturday morning before he left for Japan. You hadn't been able to make it the night before, buried in work up to your eyeballs. It had been a rough morning for you so far - the infamous morning sickness had arrived throughout the past few days. It was funny they called it that, you thought, because it wasn't relegated to the morning only. So far, however, it was pretty manageable with the help of a vitamin. More often than not, it was a wave of nausea that would hit you without resulting in actual vomiting.
For the first time, you let yourself into the apartment without knocking. Once inside, you saw his duffle bag by the door, all ready to go, but he was nowhere in sight. The blinds were open, however, so you assumed he was awake.
You set your purse down on the entryway table and removed your shoes. As you padded closer to his bedroom, you picked up on the faint sound of the shower running. Entering the bedroom, you saw that the bathroom door was wide open, the space inside becoming slightly steamy.
You couldn't help but smile a bit as you went in. There was a large corner tub in there, but it was empty. Your eyes went instantly to the feast of Jimin's bare frame on full display in the walk-in shower. No curtains, no glass door. Just him.
His back was facing you, unbeknownst to your presence, letting you get a good view of his toned backside - and that included all of his backside. If only you weren't feeling so shitty, you would have been enticed beyond help.
You crossed your arms and cleared your throat.
Jimin didn’t even turn around, only laughed lowly, “Enjoying the show, sweetheart?”
You rolled your eyes with a grin, “Only a little, and unfortunately I mean that. I feel terrible this morning.”
He turned around, slicking his fully damp hair back out of his face. Eyes containing a devoted concern, he felt an entrenched need to solve the issue, “What’s wrong?”
You sat down on the closed toilet seat and sighed, hands on your knees, “Mainly queasy, a bit fatigued.”
He smiled sympathetically, extending his hand, “Come on.”
You laughed a little, “In there?”
“Nothing sexual, I promise,” he smirked some more, “Seriously, it will help.”
Reluctantly, you agreed and took off your clothes, leaving them in a pile on the floor. You trusted that his intentions were nothing but authentic. You caught him ogling your body once or twice, but he kept his urges in-check as you took his hand and stepped into the shower.
The warm water pattered on your skin, already giving way to some relaxation in your stirred stomach.
Jimin wrapped his arms around you from behind, kissing the cartilage of your ear, “I used to get horribly nauseous before big performances and interviews. A warm rinse and some deep breathing always helped me ease up. Just focus on breathing, I’ll take care of the rest.”
You closed your eyes, leaning into his caring embrace, “Okay.”
You kept your eyes closed as you inhaled and exhaled slowly, concentrating on the drops of water hitting you like a massage. Even better was the feeling of him washing you with a soapy loofa. There was no scent to whatever body wash he was using - just a soothing, sudsy coating on your skin.
Despite him meaning his promise not to take a lewd approach, Jimin couldn’t help but get a semi as he cleansed you, touching and looking at every inch of you. Your breasts were even more pillowy when they were glistening with shower drops.
“Is it helping?” He asked quietly.
You nodded with a soft grin, “Yes, thank you.”
The applied pressure lessened when he got to your stomach. He glided the wash over this area lightly and lovingly. When you realized how much attention he was giving to this part of you, your eyes opened to find him looking down at your abdomen with a lightness on his features.
You wiped some strands of hair out of his face, sticking them on top of his head with the rest, “What are you thinking about?”
He looked up to meet your gaze, “How nervous yet eager I am to watch your belly grow.”
You cupped one of his cheeks in your palm, “We can be nervous yet eager together then.”
He took a gentle hold of the wrist near his face and kissed your hand, “I really am sorry that I’m going to miss the appointment on Thursday.”
“I am too,” you sighed, “But it’s not going to be helpful to us if we dwell on things we really can’t change at the moment. Our experience will be different. We just have to live with that.”
Jimin hummed and turned you around slowly so that he could hug you from behind once more. His chin nestled on top of your shoulder. As he treated you to a couple of affectionate pecks on the neck, you held his arms.
“I just know there’s some way we can do this without having to be so elusive. There has to be. We can’t keep this a secret from the company and the public forever. Neither of us can live like that.” He said.
You continued to breathe deeply, the sickness subsiding bit by bit, “I hope you’re right.”
The two of you remained comfortably silent in the shower for a little while longer, simply existing with one another. It ended far sooner than you would have liked, but he had a flight to catch and would need to leave for the airport in an hour.
Both of you got dressed again and shared a cuddle in the living room while there was still time.
You enjoyed being encased into him while you could, your nausea almost gone now, “I know it’s only eight days but I’ll miss you.”
He felt the same. It wasn’t like you hadn’t been apart for that long before, but things were radically different now. There was something tying you together now on a much deeper level, “I’ll miss you too. I hope this coming week is easier for you.”
You put on a brave face, “I have feeling this won’t let up for a while. I read that some women have sickness their entire pregnancy. I hope I’m not one of them, but I’ll live either way. My workload will be lighter, so that might help.”
Jimin chuckled, rubbing your thigh absentmindedly, “Are you going to save the hottest wardrobe for me?”
You giggled, “You know the final decision isn’t mine. It will take some time, though. We are still in the elementary phases. Once we have all of the fabrics and color palettes finalized, we will move on to the shopping phase.”
“That sounds so fun,” he lamented, “Getting to pick designer clothing for all of us.”
“It can be fun, but it’s a lot of pressure at times to match the concept perfectly. You’d be surprised how many moving parts there are to simply picking out some outfits for the stage. We also take your personalities into account, to some extent, because you pick your own clothes for most interviews and promotional activities. If the clothes you wear on stage match your real style to some degree, then suddenly the whole thing feels like one giant authentic concept.”
He kissed your temple and laughed, “You’re such a little nerd for your job.”
You pushed into him playfully, “Rude.”
“No, it’s cute, baby,” he went on chuckling, “I love that you’re passionate about it.”
You exhaled into his chest, “I am, and I’ve grown to really like the people in the department too, not just the ones who are assigned to BTS. I guess that's why part of me wish we wouldn't have to let this secret out. I wish I'd be able to stay."
Jimin held you tighter, "You don't know that you won't."
"It's a high probability," you said, "It's like you said earlier. We can't keep this from the company forever. Living like that would be hell."
"We'll take it one day at a time. I just don't want to see you give up hope that things will work out."
"I won't," you promised, "I'm just trying to be realistic."
He huffed, "I know you are. I wish I could make reality more comfortable for us."
You shifted your position, propping yourself on your elbows to be able to look him in the eyes, "Speaking of being realistic, when are we going to tell the guys and our families?"
He closed his eyes for a moment, as if he had to mentally prepare himself to comprehend doing either of those things, "I can't wait too much longer without telling the members. Last weekend they noticed something was up. I was able to brush it off by telling them we decided to make things official between us, but they're just too close to me to keep the secret for very long."
You accepted this. It only made sense. These men knew him so intimately and were around him constantly. You adored Jimin but agreed that he probably would fail to conceal the news from them for very long.
"Okay," you said, "Maybe we can tell them together a few weeks after you get back. I'll be starting to show within the next month or so, and I'm sure you want to leave time to tell your family before the members."
He concurred, "I would like to tell my parents sooner rather than later. This just feels too big not to share with them right away. And honestly, as much as I'm dreading their reaction, I would appreciate their advice."
You tried to offer a reassuring smile, but the topic was disconcerting for you too, "I understand. Why don't you wait until after the ultrasound? That way you'll be able to answer the questions they will inevitably have, like what the due date will be."
He mirrored a more pleasant face, "That's reasonable. Do you think you'll do the same?"
You dropped your head and groaned, "I don't know. I love my parents, but I really don't expect a good response from them. And they will hold a grudge..."
Jimin ran his hand through your hair and stared at the ceiling, "I guess I better get ready to meet them, and you should get ready to meet mine."
Your eyes snapped back up, filled with apprehension, "What? H-How soon?"
"I don't know. But again, let's just take it one day at a time sweetheart. This week, all you need to worry about is taking care of yourself, hm?"
You re-centered your nerves and nodded, leaning your forehead against his, "And remembering to call you after the ultrasound."
He broke into a chuckle and tilted his chin upward so he could lock his lips with yours.
"Yes, that too."
Then the alarm on his phone went off. He had set it so that he wouldn't get carried away with holding you and run late for the airport. Both of you sighed. It was time to get up off this couch and say goodbye. You had to leave so he could catch his ride. For the sake of keeping the relationship under wraps, you couldn't exit at the same time. Jimin gave you one last hug by the door.
"Fly safely," you told him, "Have fun. I'm excited to hear about it when you get back."
He grinned, "I will. Keep drinking plenty of water and eat well."
He then released you from the hug and placed his hands on your tummy, "And have a nice time seeing our little...pomegranate seed?"
You giggled, "Good memory. I'll send you whatever photos I get."
You were pulled in for a series of heartfelt, slow kisses. Feeling so close to him made all of the fears seem smaller, even if it was just for a minuscule amount of time. Both of you knew to your cores that your lives would never be the same again, but your strengthening bond made it bearable.
“I love you, Jimin.”
“I love you too.”
It was finally ‘Ultrasound Day’. Your appointment was at two-thirty, and you were filled with the jitters.
So far, no one in the office seemed to notice any of your symptoms. You’d been caught once or twice in the middle of a nausea spell, but were able to chalk it up to stress.
By the time to leave rolled around, you had been collaborating with Chaeyoung, comparing her fashion sketches with your swatch ideas. The goal was to identify some actual outfits that the team would then work towards replicating with various designers. The only thing standing between mere ideas and reality would soon be the finalization of the budget.
When you told your co-worker that you had to head off to another doctor's appointment, she seemed a little confused. You had just gone to one, two weeks prior. You made the excuse that it was only a routine follow-up to the one before. On your way out of the office, you wondered when you'd let them all know. Your belly was going to grow, whether you liked it or not.
You got in your car and put in the directions on your phone. You were going to a different hospital to see an obstetrician recommended by Doctor Baek. According to her, this new care provider had the capacity to give at-home ultrasounds, if you ever requested it. It was important to you to find someone who could if it meant that Jimin would be able to experience at least one of these.
When you were finally called back into the room, your hands had gone cold and clammy. A lovely nurse took down some of the basic information, took your vitals, and drew your blood to run a quick lab.
By the time the doctor came in, you were more than ready. She was in a set of navy blue scrubs with a sunshine smile, "Y/N, I'm Doctor Yoon. It's a pleasure to meet you."
You shook her hand, "Nice to meet you as well."
She sat down at the same computer where the nurse had just logged some information, looking it over, "Alright, so we're looking at about seven weeks. Your symptoms all seem totally normal. So far so good, Y/N. How are you feeling? Ready to see your baby?"
You smiled, "It's been a bit of a whirlwind, honestly. But yeah, I'm ready."
She didn't ask you if a father would be attending, assuming by your demeanor and words that you came alone. Instead, she gloved her hands and scooted closer to the exam table where you were sitting, "Okay then. Lay back there, and you can go ahead and undo your pants a little bit."
You followed her directions.
"Right, so I'm just going to put a little gel on your belly. Be warned, it's a bit cold." Her cadence was so pleasant - you were glad that you were evidently given an excellent recommendation.
The gel was cold, but it warmed up to your skin as she spread it around with the wand. You hadn't looked at the screen yet, frozen and not quite as ready as you said you were. There was a muffled sound that became more pronounced once Doctor Yoon seemed to have honed in on one spot.
Thump, thump, thump, thump.
That's when you looked. It was like something in your DNA had been kicked into gear in an instant. This intuition seemed to tell you exactly what it was. The screen was mostly grey, aside from a black zone in the middle. Nestled in that black pouch was a precious little white shape. It wasn't the perfect outline of a human being. In fact, you had no idea what developed parts you were seeing. But that new and profound maternal instinct within you was filling your heart with love and protection over this tiny thing.
"There you are," Doctor Yoon smiled, "And quite a strong heartbeat for your age, little one."
You didn't realize how emotional you were getting until you blinked away a couple tears. You didn't expect anything like this. In an instant, a small yet powerful connection was made, and suddenly your outlook was crystal clear.
This was yours and Jimin’s baby. A new little life that came directly from the love you shared with one another. Yes, the road ahead was bound to be tough, but now you were certain that it was all going to be worth it. Come what may, you were going to be a family. You were joyful, excited.
You began to smile through your tears, “Hi, you…”
Doctor Yoon was glad to see your reaction, “Everything looks great here, Y/N.”
“Oh good.” you beamed, unable to tear your eyes from the image on the monitor next to you.
She made a couple of clicks with a mouse as she continued to check around for another minute or two. Then she paused the screen and removed the wand from your abdomen. The image was still up on the screen for you to enjoy while she wiped the gel from your skin.
The doctor smiled as she peeled the blue latex gloves from her hands, “The measurements look good, all aligned with what we should see at seven weeks. Based on that, I’ll give you a due date of the eighth of January.”
In your soft, enchanted haze, you thought there couldn’t be a more perfect birthday for your child.
Doctor Yoon stepped out of the office for a brief minute or two. In the meantime, you re-fastened your pants and sat up. When she returned, she had printed photos to give you, “I had a feeling you’d want these. Now your second ultrasound should fall somewhere between eighteen and twenty-two weeks. I’d highly recommend scheduling that at the front desk as you head out. Just makes it easier.”
Your happy expression faded slightly as you held the printed scans in your lap, “Oh, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to yet. The father…he travels for work often and would definitely like to be a part of the second one. We haven’t gotten to talk about any dates yet. And we’d like to possibly do it at home, if that’s okay.”
“That’s perfectly fine,” she nodded, “I do home visits all the time. You just call whenever you get it sorted out. In the meantime, just keep pushing through the symptoms and don’t hesitate to reach out if you have any questions, alright?”
You smiled, “I won’t. Thank you so much, Doctor Yoon.”
“My pleasure.”
When you walked back out into the parking lot, the world looked different to you. You couldn’t stop grinning and looking at the scans.
You couldn’t wait to share it all with Jimin.
He was pacing the floor by the bed, itching for that call to come. He knew your appointment was early in the afternoon, but the sun was setting outside his hotel room and he hadn't heard from you yet.
The other guys went out to a restaurant, at which management had booked a private room, to have dinner. He stayed behind, telling them that you two had plans to FaceTime. It wasn't a lie, but he got teased mercilessly for it.
Finally, it came. His phone started buzzing, presenting a red and green button. He immediately pressed his thumb on the green button and slid it to the side, only to be greeted with the sight of you. Despite all of the not-so-fun symptoms you told him about that week, you looked radiant. It put a grin on his face to see you that way.
"Hi!" you chirped, head falling back onto the pillow on your own bed.
He chuckled, "Hey, baby. You're in a good mood, huh?"
"I am," you smiled, "How are you?"
"Good," he nodded, making himself comfortable by sitting on the all-white hotel bed against the luxe headboard, "We had Vogue today. It was a good shoot, good interview. No complaints. But don't make me talk about my day, I want to hear about the appointment."
You laughed, but then your expression settled into one of simple and pure bliss, "Jimin, I don't know how to describe it. It was quick, but one of the best moments of my life."
There was a huge relief and eagerness to know more, "Try to describe it, please. What did you see?"
The angle of your camera shifted a bit as you leaned forward, reaching for something. When it went back to normal, you were holding some photos up for him to see, "This."
It wasn't the most clear image, but it made his eyes squint with one of his largest smiles. He'd seen ultrasounds before, so he knew where to look. There was his child.
A tight sensation formed in his ribcage, but it wasn't bad - it was his heart swelling, "Oh my God, Y/N..."
"I know." you near whispered.
He experienced a rush of adrenaline, pushing his hair back only because he didn’t know what to do with himself, "Wow, that's incredible."
You were happy to see him have a similar reaction to yours, "That's not even the half of it, though. I heard the heartbeat."
Jimin could see you starting to get emotional and it made him want to leap through his phone and share this beautiful moment in person, "You did?"
You nodded, eyes brimming with tears. For a moment, you were at a loss for words, "It was just the most adorable sound, Jimin. The doctor said it was so strong for it being seven weeks."
"And everything else looks good?"
A content sigh left you as you smiled, "It's all perfect."
Now a new paternal emotion was unlocked for him - pride. He was somehow proud of his little son or daughter for having a good heartbeat and for growing so well, "That's wonderful. God, you have no idea how much I want to be with you right now. And wish I was there to witness it with you.”
“Me too,” you said, placing the printed scans on your wooden nightstand off to the side, “But I’m too excited right now to think of any downsides. It’s like all of the worries I have just evaporate when I look at those pictures. We’re really having a baby.”
Your boyfriend looked so alleviated and pleased to see you this assured. He licked his lips, “We really are, sweetheart. Did you get a due date?”
“Mhm,” you hummed, “January eighth.”
“January eighth,” he repeated with a single nod, “What a great way to start the new year.”
You giggled, “That’s true. A little winter baby.”
Jimin let his head fall back and let out a long, peaceful sigh, “This trip can’t end soon enough. When I get back Sunday night, I need to see you. Will you come over?”
“I’d love that.”
“And please take a picture of one of those scans and send it to me. I want to be able to look at it after we get off the phone.”
“I will.”
He didn’t want to, but he then said, “Okay. I’ll let you go now. Go make yourself some dinner.”
You laughed, shaking your head, “How did you know I haven’t eaten yet?”
“Because I know you,” he grinned cheekily, “We’ve spent a lot of evenings together, in case you’ve forgotten. I’m aware of your nightly habits.”
A blush crept onto your cheeks, “Fine, then I’ll go make myself something. Goodnight.”
“Sleep well tonight, baby. I love you.”
You knew you’d never get bored of hearing that come out of his mouth, “I love you too.”
Your face was then removed from sight. A few seconds later, he received a text from you. Opening it, he was graced once more with the image of the sonogram. A subconscious twinkle came upon his face as he zoomed in on the tiny white form in the middle.
The room was quiet, giving his mind all the space in the world to contemplate the little one yet to come into the world. Without knowing it, he uttered the same words you did:
“Hi, you.”
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