dirty talk ♢ kim namjoon [Completed]

Bonus Chapter; G

I lined them up across my bathroom sink, sitting on the toilet with my head in my hands. 

This explained everything, pickled radish, upset stomach, having to pee ALL the time. I picked up the tests and left the bathroom, Namjoon was sitting on the couch texting on his phone.

"N-namjoon?"

"Hey Babe, come sit?" He motioned to sit down, but I didn't move. I just started to cry.

Namjoon scrambled to his feet and came over to comfort me, "Aya, what is wrong gorgeous?"

I handed him the stack of tests and shriveled to the ground. It was quiet at first, could hear the tv but it sounded muffled. Namjoon sat down on the ground next to me, he placed the tests on the floor and placed a hand on my leg.

"You hate pickled radish, I should have known.." He rubbed his eyes.

"The first test was negative, so I didn't take another one. I got sick this morning, so I checked."

"First one?"

"Two months ago."

"Welp, guess we're gonna have a baby."

"You don't have- wait, what?"

"We can name it after Jimin!"

"No two Jimins is enough."

"I love you, Aya."

I couldn't breathe, did he just not get mad?

"Aya?"

"I LOVE YOU TOO, YOU CLUMSY SHIT!"