Fight for Us

Chapter 57

"Boy or girl..."

"Well," Minjeong began, leaning her head down, reclining it against Jimin's, "You said that you wanted a little Win first, didn't you? We already had one so...I guess I'm waiting for our little Rina."

"Oh god," Jimin muttered, before she started laughing, "That girl will be too much for us," She finished, hearing Minjeong's soft laugh as well. Jimin calmed down, breathing through her nose, slightly breaking their hug and leaning up so that she could stare at Minjeong's eyes directly.

"...Talking about Jeongwoo," She whispered, caressing her lover's hair as her head leaned against the couch's back, "Do you think he's okay?"

She felt Minjeong's hand as it stopped caressing her tummy, and went down and behind to her back, eventually pulling her closer.

"Must be a little fighter, just like his eomma," She muttered, grinning at the end, "And, in case I did my DNA transferring job correctly in the moment we made him, then, he must be as good-looking as I am, mustn't he?"

Jimin chuckled, rolling her eyes and laughing. For a moment, she thought of when Minjeong said her son could only be a fighter, just like her. The moment she talked about Jimin being a fighter...it made her briefly remember the difficulties she was going through. Enduring a pregnancy like that one, without Minjeong knowing about her actual condition...It hurt her a gazillion times but she knew it was for the best. It would be the best for Minjeong when time came; because she would have realized they had spent their time together so happily, and because she wouldn't feel hurt for so long.

For Jimin, it was okay if Minjeong hated her because she had hid the truth. But she couldn't let her hate their baby because of what was happening to her. She didn't want Minjeong to hold a grudge for their baby after she passed away.

She smiled and closed her eyes, before opening them up again and staring at Minjeong's beautiful, chocolate-brown eyes for the nth time that night.

Knowing this would be their first and last Christmas as a couple, and that she just wanted to have a great time with her...It just made her feel sad and happy at the same time. Christmas was supposed to be a season of hope and miracles, but that clearly wasn't her case. Nevermind, she just wanted to make her last days enjoyable; not only for her, but for Minjeong as well.

She was wondering if Minjeong would be able to spend the next Christmas with their children as happily as that one, although she wouldn't be there with them.

She breathed through her nose, her view softening.

"...Merry Christmas, Win."

Minjeong's lips curved up, showing a sincere smile.

"I love you, Rina," Minjeong whispered, leaning down to leave a kiss on her lips, tilting her head to the side and holding Jimin's jaw. Jimin closed her eyes, taking in a deep breath and leaning in towards her to deepen the kiss.

She was actually wondering...How many kisses they had left to give each other. How many moments like that one they still had.

Jimin broke their contact softly, her fingers buried in Minjeong's hair, holding her neck nape. She couldn't help herself but let her tears flow down her cheeks, and she took a deep breath in between.

"...Why are you crying?"

Jimin didn't want to tell her she was crying because this would be one of the last times they would be together. She didn't want her to know the suffering she was feeling in her mind and heart. She just wanted her to be happy for the time being. She wanted her to stay delusional, unaware of the real problems they were about to face. Three months into her pregnancy; and, despite the doctor's requests to reconsider her decision, she never took her word back.