LOVE LIKE A FAIRY TALE || JIKOOK ✅

27

JIMIN POV

They'd given Jimin a pair of gray scrubs to wear and told him to wait.

Not that there was much else he could do.

A doctor had already seen him.

The exam hadn't been too invasive but he had confirmed Jimin's pregnancy with a blood test and an ultrasound.

He had been offered water but no food and escorted to a room with a chair where he'd sat and answered questions for what felt like hours.

He'd tried to tell them that he wasn't part of the pack but of course with Jiwoo claiming to be his alpha they pretty much ignored him.

Now he sat alone in a small cell, a bench on either wall, waiting for whatever came next.

His only consolation was that the rest of the pack were being held in similar conditions.

He tried to imagine Kai in gray scrubs and the image brought a ghost of a smile to his face.

After what felt like a long time a tray was pushed through the slot at the bottom of the door.

The food was basic but edible There were pills on the tray too but those he ignored.

They were probably the prenatal vitamins the doctor had mentioned but he could not be sure of that.

The lights turned off abruptly, leaving him in darkness.

It was the only sign he had that night had arrived.

He curled up on his side on the bench, feeling every inch of the chill that permeated the room but too scared to shift.

They didn't seem like they'd take kindly to that and he did not want to suffer another shot from one of those stun guns that all the soldiers carried.

Once had been enough.

He wouldn't risk the baby just to be warm.

The lights came on again, signaling morning.

He'd barely slept but there'd be no getting back to sleep with those bright fluorescent lights assaulting him.

There was another tray of food accompanied by curt instructions to take his vitamins or he'd be forced to take them.

Grimacing,he swallowed them down with a mouthful of water before he ate his sorry excuse for a breakfast.

If that was supposed to be oatmeal then someone needed to have a serious word with the chef.

He half-expected to feel the effects of whatever was in the pills but the morning wore on and other than a lingering ache in his thigh, there was no evidence he'd been drugged.

He wondered how long he'd be kept like this. Could they leave him here indefinitely?

It was peaceful, he'd say that for it. Infinitely preferable to being reunited with Jiwoo.

The alpha would not be in a forgiving mood, not now.

A soldier came to take his tray away later that day, giving a satisfied nod when he saw the empty pill container.

"Are the others here?" Jimin asked him.

He'd heard shouts and calls the previous night and a few that morning but none for hours.

"They've been moved to another compound."

"It's regulation not to keep packs separated for long."

"What about me?"