"Hey Hyung!"

"Hey Jungkook."

"What are you guys up to?"

"I'm fixing to make lasagna."

"Lasagna? Since when do you cook?"

"Since I took a liking to it I don't know, do you wanna come in and join us?"

"Sure, My Appa is out for the night so I figured I would see what you guys were doing."

Jungkook must be lonely again...

"Hey Pretty Girl!"

"Hi Jungkook!"

Hopping off of the counter and scampering over to Jungkook he immediately pulls you into a soft hug, your head pressing against his sweater covered chest.

"Do you feel less sleepy now?"

"Mhm..I feel better."

"Good. My Appa said at some point you need to go see him, he's thinking in a few weeks he wants to make an appointment so he can check on the baby."

I don't wanna go to another one of those appointments...the last one made me so sad...

"So Hyung, about this lasagna?"

"Yeah Yeah I'll start cooking it."

I'm so excited!

Now I get to eat non-spicy lasagna!

.....................................

"Hyung, you've outdone yourself."

"....Really?"

"Yeah. This is awesome pasta."

Happily kicking your feet under the table as your tastebuds dance with the flavor of the delicious pasta you look over at Jungkook, your lips pressing into a tiny smile watching him eat.

"Jungkook?"

"Yes Pretty Girl?"

"What was Lily's favorite food?"

"Mmm...surprisingly, it was cheeseburgers."

"Cheeseburgers?"

"Oh yeah. Lily is from America remember? Her favorite food ever was a cheeseburger. When she was pregnant I would hear her rummaging through the cabinets and she would get all pouty and tell me she couldn't find a cheeseburger anywhere, she had me searching for 24 hour burger places because it would be 3am when she wanted a burger."

"Wow...really?"

"Mhm. One time I watched her sit on the couch and eat four cheeseburgers. That day I knew I was in love with the right woman."

Your smile threatens to fade from the light sadness that grips at your heart watching the sparkle that shines in Jungkook's eyes when he talks about his late wife, his lips tinted with a somber softness when you speak.

"What...What gender was your baby?...."

"...A boy actually."

"I...I'm sorry Jungkook I didn't mean to-"

"It's okay Pretty Girl. I know you have questions about Lily and my baby that aren't here. It's okay to ask questions about them, it actually feels nice talking about them to someone else."

"...It does?..."

"It feels nice talking to someone about them when they didn't know them, because it isn't as sad to them when they know that they're gone."

Looking over at Jimin who smiles warmly at you from across the table you reach up and pat Jungkook's shoulder, his head tapping against yours before he presses a kiss in your hair.

"Don't feel bad about asking questions Pretty Girl. I love that you care."

"O-Okay..."

Is Jimin okay with Jungkook giving me kisses on my head?...

It seems like it's okay...I know Jungkook isn't giving me kisses like a boyfriend would...

I don't wanna ask many questions about Lily...I can tell it's making Jungkook very sad...and I want this to be a good dinner for him...

I wish I could take away some of that pain from you Jungkook...I'm already so attached to my baby...I can only imagine how you felt when you learned you lost your baby...and your wife...

Life dealt you some terrible things...

I hope that your future can be brighter...and full of the happiness you lack right now...

I just hope I can bring a little bit of it to your life...

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"Hey...Jimin?"

"Yes Baby Mama?"

Standing in the doorway of his bedroom as he pulls the thick satin comforter down you nervously clasp your hands together in front of you, your hair softly falling down around your cheeks.

"C-Can I ask you something?..."

"Of course. You can ask me anything."

"Is...I-Is it okay that Jungkook gives me kisses?...."

"Of course, as long as it's okay with you and you're comfortable with it, why do you ask?"

"I...I...I-I just don't want you...to ever end up angry at Jungkook if he gives me kisses on my head and hugs..."

"Come here Baby."

The second Jimin sits down on the bed you scamper over to him and giggle when he tugs you into his embrace, his lips pressing tiny kisses on your chin.

"I know that when Jungkook does that, he's only doing it because he's a very affectionate person. He isn't doing that in a way of taking you from me. It's nothing but affection, so as long as you're comfortable with it, I don't mind."

Feeling exhaustion quickly clench your form you nuzzle up against Jimin's chest, his face tucking safely into your hair after helping Joy up on the bed and switching off the bedside table lamp.

"I'm comfortable with it...a-as long as you are..."

"Trust me Baby Mama, you'll know if something makes me uncomfortable. Plus...I like to think of the four of us as a little family."

....Four?

"Four of us?"

"Y-Yeah...You...me...Jungkook....a-and....a-and...th-the baby...

(A/N): Homework for you all, go listen to the song "Terrible Things" by Mayday Parade, and come back and give me your reaction to it, in my opinion it's like Jungkook writing a song to his unborn baby in a way, I apologize for the pain upfront 😌

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