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JUNGKOOK P.O.V
The sheets were too uncomfortable for me to lay down, making the back of my shirt stick with sweat. I don’t know what is happening to me, the sound of the air conditioner only adds to the buzzing noise I already have in my head.
I’ve tried to stop the feelings from coming, distracting myself with homework, hanging out with my friends but it didn’t work.
“Aish, I hate this feeling.” I rouse from my bed, sitting down on my butt and putting my hand on my stomach.
Ever since I found out one of my friends is having a a baby, I couldn’t stop imagining having a baby inside of me. I’m too crazy to even think about how my future would be at steak if I do get pregnant. I mean the symptoms are all there. Nauseous, vomiting, and craving weird things makes all the more reasons to believe it. Five percent of males can get pregnant but few can conceive to full term.
“What’s wrong?” I lift my head up, my roommate Jack yawning as he types away in his laptop.
“Nothing, really. Just a little stress out,” I say unconvinced from the words that came out of my mouth.
“I know, dude. This essay is giving me a hell of a headache. ” Jack stops typing and looks me in the eye, his eyes furrowed when he sees my hand on my stomach.
“Are you sure, your okay? If your having a stomachache, you can always cancel on your date with your boyfriend. Namjoon would understand.” Jack immediately grabs his aspirin. I shake my head.
“This stomachache is not going to stop from going on a date with Namjoon. I haven’t seen him in a month and it would be nice to hang out with him.” I miss his scent, his touch and the way his plump lips taste so good on mine. Would he even care if I’m pregnant?
Going over this in my head, over and over is making me crazy. Namjoon, my boyfriend of two years is coming to pick me up for a date but I’m too emotional to even force myself to change. Too many questions are in my head that everything is too blurry for me to even focus.
The phone vibrates, snapping my thoughs and bringing me into reality. I grab my phone immediately from my back pocket of my jeans, checking the message; Namjoon text pops up.
Monie🐸: Hey, babe. I’m almost close to your dorm.
Kookie✌: Yeah, okay. I’ll be waiting for you.
I turn off my phone and walk slowly to the closet . Hmm, deciding what to wear for a date wasn’t hard but choosing what to show my boyfriend that I still have an edgy style is hard. I know it’s silly to be stressing about the choices I need to make in my style of clothing, spending hours in my computer trying to find the best stores who can deliver everything piece of clothing that can impress my boyfriend is trying.
When I’m not with Namjoon, I let myself breath. Thank goodness that we have different majors or else I would gone crazy by now. Namjoon’s parents are super rich, sending his son at one of the best universities. And for me you might say? I got in because of my four years scholarship. My parents couldn’t afford to send me to a university since they were in a tight budget. Volunteering at the homeless shelter, earning my GPA with a 4.0 and spending a lot of time studying and practicing with my essays got me my scholarship. My mother is so proud of me and my father telling me he has the best son , it makes me really happy.
Opening the closet who I share with Jack makes me a little anxious. All the clothes that are hang have worn and have been seen by Namjoon. With a sigh, I grab my white turtle long sleeve with black stripes in the middle and as I was closing the closet a Nomad Splatter Button down caught my eye.
“Jack can I wear your cardigan? This would look totally great with my white turtle long sleeve.” I grab the hanger that hangs the cardigan and turn around to show him.
“Yeah, man. ”
“Thank you. Your amazing,” Yes, this would be totally perfect for the date.
Checking the digital clock that is standing on the night stand tell me that I have only a few minutes to change. I get off the gray sweat pants and put on a fresh pair of black tight jeans. When I take my shirt off it takes me a few moments to realize what I’m doing, my hands were on my stomach. I turn around to see if Jack saw what I was doing but he had fallen asleep. I relax a little. Quickly I put on the white long turtle neck long sleeve, stretching the turtle neck sleeve that was starting to make me feel itchy.
I throw the gray sweatpants and t-shirt to the dirty pile of clothes that were next to my bed. I mentally put a reminder to take the clothes to the washing machine before Monday. Looking at the mirror and like what I see, I proceed to put on my shoes. Before I can finish a knock on the door ifs heard, waking Jack up from his nap.
“I’ll go. I think it’s the pizza delivery.” Jack gets up and heads out to the door.
It takes him a second to open the door since the dorm is like really small. I was hoping to see the delivery man to speak but instead a familiar voice makes my hearts skip a beat. That voice that I long for every night in my sleep is finally here and yet I’m unsure what to do. Should I greet him with a kiss or should I just let Jack take him inside the dorm? Footsteps are coming closer towards me and I feel more nervous than my first date with him.
“Hey, babe. I miss you so much.” Namjoon extand his hand in front of me, asking for my hand and I take it.
“I miss you, too.” I snake my hands over his neck and press my lips over his, letting his thounge do all the talking. Oh, how I yearn for his lips. I feel like I’m on cloud 9.
Namjoon hands go down my hips, pushing his body into mine and I swear I hear a moan slip out of my mouth.
“Oh My Freaking Gosh, both of you get a room.” Namjoon pulls away from me, his cheeks blushing from embarrassment.
“Oh, come on. You know you’ll liking it so far, I mean it there is nothing you haven’t seen so far,” I say wiggling my eyebrows at Jack.
“No No No. I do not want to hear this again. My imagination is getting so mess up right now.” Jack cover his eyes with his lower arm and shoo us away with his other hand.
I chuckle,” I’ll tell you the details later.”
“No, thank you.” Jack makes a disgusted face and closes the door after we step on the concrete floor.
“So, um were are you taking me?” Namjoon grabs my hand, swaying us back and forth.
“That is a surprise but first I wanted to walk around and catch up. You know texting you made me think about other stuff.” His voice was a little low, something unusual from him.
“Like what?” I let out a sigh I was holding since the morning, the one where it makes you think what you did wrong.
“Like how much those text messages have been getting shorter and shorter and I feel like it’s my fault that we been apart for so long.” Namjoon doesn’t look at me, just keeps staring at the parking lot.
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“I’m sorry..” I let go of his hand, turn around and take a step further.
A couple in front of us are laughing, the guy with a beard is telling a joke to his girlfriend and in that moment I wished I was them. They look so happy, no obstacles coming in their way. Or maybe I’m wrong about them, maybe they had fought and now their making up.
“I-I think.” I close my eyes. No, telling him about my suspicion right now is going to confuse him more.
The loudness in my heart doesn’t match up to the loudness outside the dorms, a type of sound that nobody can hear but its there. That is how I feel about my heart, the beats counting how nervous I am.
“Jungkook, what is going on with you. If you don’t love me anymore, just say so.” I snap my eyes open, the palms of my hands are shaking as I turn around.
“How can you say that? My love for you would never die.” My voice cracks.
Namjoon takes a step towards me, his hands wiping my cheeks and I realized I had tears in my eyes.
“Would you think I’m crazy if I told you that I think I’m pregnant?” I bite the lower inside of my lip, feeling the cold air in my face.
“No, I wouldn’t. In fact, I would be very angry with myself for not being careful.” My stomach drops hearing his choice of words.
“But you will accept the baby, right?” I put my hands on my hips.
“Why are you asking me so many questions, Jungkook. ” We walked towards the cafeteria and sit down on the bench.
“I just want to know if I were to be pregnant, nothing between is going to change,” I say, unsure telling him about my suspicion was the right choice.
“Jungkook, having a baby is going to change things. Our careers could be put on hold to take care of the baby,” Namjoon shakes his head, disagreeing my decision to have a bay.
“It wouldn’t matter to me. Having a baby doesn’t mean our lives have to change.” I tell him, grabbing his hands and putting them on my stomach.
“Yes, it does. Having a kid is a lot of responsibilities, Kookie.” Namjoon jerks his hands away.
“You don’t understand a single word I’m saying, having a kid means that I could be with you.” My eyes welled with tears, disappointed with my boyfriend.
“Baby or no baby, I’m still yours. Nothing is going to change that.” Namjoon assures me.
I want to believe him, I want to imagine that my life could be around him but that image falters before I can picture them.
“How do you know that? Your parents don’t accept me and I’m trying so hard to keep you.” I lean forward, my head resting on his chest as I cry it all out.
His parents never approved me when I met for the first time. They thought Namjoon was dating women but once they saw me at their house, everything went lose. His mom won’t talk to him and his dad cut him of his life. I don’t want Namjoon without a family because of me. Having a baby could change that, we can have our own family.
Namjoon kisses me on the forehead. ” If you want a baby, we can try. But no more pushing me away.” His hand cups my cheeks and brings me closer to him.
“I won’t ever do that you. I promise,” I say, tugging my fingers in his shirt as I kiss him, harder.
“C’mon, let’s have a baby.” Namjoon pulls me back to his dorm and I giggle like a maniac.
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This story was written imagining Dr. Yang and Dr. Burke as a couple and I don’t know why but that’s how I picture it. Sorry, I couldn’t imagine Jungkook and Namjoon together but hopefully you guys like it. I had fun writing it down and bringing to life. For the grays anatomy fans, who’s your favorite ship? Mine is as you can tell is Dr. Yang and Dr. Burke.
Please give it lots of love💕
@flower_boy_kookie I want your opinion on this. Did you like it?
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