Jungkook's POV
"Hey, I got to run. Whatever it is, just tell me later!" Taehyung who was busy typing into his phone walked off as soon as the door of the lift opened.
He had been tapping his foot on the ground impatiently since he got on the lift, after receiving a call which I had heard quietly since I was there beside him.
Taehyung ran without looking back leaving me all alone, and I felt a lump in my throat as I couldn't follow him to the hospital.
If it was other family members, I wouldn't even hesitate to walk by Taehyung's side, but not this time.
Jimin was giving birth.
My child was going to be born into this world, but I didn't deserve to be by the baby's side.
Not after what I did to Jimin.
I heard from Taehyung that Jimin had already decided a name for the baby, after the gender was announced.
Jungmin.
Park Jungmin.
A beautiful name.
Walking slowly towards my car, I plopped into the driver's seat and did nothing for who knew how long, thinking of my own stupidity since last year.
How could I be so stupid and thought that I actually liked my secretary when it was nothing but a mere admiration towards someone who excelled in their job?
It ended.
Whatever the thing I had between my secretary and I ended more than one month ago, after the company's field day.
She requested to talk to me that night before we went back, and told me the truth.
"I couldn't keep this going anymore, Mr. Jeon. You know well enough that what you had for me was not love. It's just because I'm good at my job that you trusted me, and sometimes depended on me. You already realized that, don't you?" she asked, and I did agree with her words.
Staring up into the night sky, I let out a long sigh, actually feeling quite relieved that she had talked about this first.
"So, this is the end?" glad that the darkness of the night made it quite hard for us to see each other's expression, I looked down to my intertwined hands as she stood a few feet away from the bench I sat on.
She told me that she was offered a position in our oversea branch, and had decided to accept it.
She requested me to let her go since it was too much for her to face Jimin and me after being the reason of our separation, and I approved of it, knowing that I shouldn't hold her down just because of my selfishness.
"Yes, I'm sorry for not being honest and did nothing to correct you. I think that, somehow, my decision to keep quiet is because you're my boss, Mr. Jeon. I didn't really dare going against your words or say no to you when you told me that you're going to pursue me,"
"I'm sorry for making you feel that way," feeling guilty for not knowing that she was actually feeling afraid of me, I now knew the reason behind all her lukewarm responses whenever I tried taking a step toward her.
"No, Mr. Jeon. I'm more than sorry for being the reason of your divorce with your husband," she apologized, and I gulped the bitter taste down my throat at the mention of that topic.
I wanted to blame her for this, but it's my fault to begin with.
I was the one at fault.
Me.
"It's my fault. I was the one who couldn't differentiate my own feelings for you two," telling her the truth, I looked to see her already looking at me, and even with the dark of the night, I saw how she looked at me with guilty, pitiful look.
"I'll explain to Mr. Park about everything before I leave?" she offered, and I quickly shook my head, not wanting this issue to be brought up to Jimin again.
"No, it's okay. Jimin looks so happy now, I don't want to be someone who'd dampened his happiness again," I told, and she let out a small sigh, obeying to my request, and looked down to her feet.
We kept quiet for a few seconds, letting the cold breeze brushed past us, and I knew this was it.
"I'm sorry for everything, Mr. Jeon. I hope you'll find your happiness soon," she told last before taking her leave, and I just nodded, before spending the rest of the night staring into the sky until dawn.
And that's how it ended.
I told Namjoon about everything after that, and he just patted my back, telling me to be strong.
He didn't say much since he was aware that I already knew how much I messed up, but he did told that he'd always be there for me.
And with Namjoon's help, I tried my best to be my usual self in the office.
But when I was alone like this, I felt myself breaking down slowly, because my head would be filled with Jimin instantly.
The buzzed from the phone brought me out of my self loathe, and I answered the call from Taehyung.
"I want to let you know that Jimin had gave birth a few minutes ago," he spoke slow, probably since he was still in the hospital.
The news brought quiver to my lips, and I bit it down as I tried to calm myself from crying there and then.
"How is he? The baby?" my shaky voice failed me though, and I sobbed soft as the tears fell down my cheeks without much effort.
"They're good. The doctor said it's a boy, and Jimin decided the name as it is," Taehyung was calm despite knowing that I was crying on the other side of the line, and I was more than thankful for that.
"Jungmin," I whispered out the name for the first time ever, and more tears fell down at how perfect the name sounded, rolling out of my tongue.
Will I be able to call this name again in the future?
And the thought of it not being possible for me to do so broke my heart into thousand pieces.
I cried out loud as I hid my face into the steering wheel, and Taehyung kept quiet the whole time, knowing how much I needed this to keep myself alive.
"Can you - can you please send me a photo of him, hyung?" sobbing out the request, the line was quiet for a second but I waited patiently for his answer.
It'd be hard for Taehyung since Jimin might not allow that to happen, but I just hoped that he'd help.
I know I didn't deserve to see how my son looked, but, just once.
Please, just once.
"I will. Have you gone home yet?" his answer made me sob even more, and I struggled to keep my breathing calm to answer his question.
"Uh, I just arrived at the parking lot, I forgot to settle some work before, so I went up to the office again after you left," not wanting to tell him that I was just being miserable this whole time after he made his way to the hospital, I was thankful again when Taehyung didn't pry more.
"I see, drive safe" he advised short, and I knew he was feigning ignorance again for my sake.
"Thank you, hyung. For updating me on Jimin," I finally abled to stop my tears for now and sniffled the last few cries, and let out a long breath to calm myself down.
"You're still the father, Jungkook. I thought you might want to know," Taehyung told, and I was really grateful to have a friend like him by my side.
By Jimin’s side too.
He was a great friend.
"I do. I'm so glad you told me," a small smile made its way to my face while thinking about what a blessing to have Taehyung in Jimin’s and my lives, and I hoped he knew how precious he was to us.
"I need to go, we'll talk later, yeah?" Taehyung informed, and hearing how there was a slight disruption in the call, he was probably in the lift.
"Sure. Thanks again, hyung" not wanting to hold him for longer, I waited for him to hung up the call and stared into the phone for a short while.
Jimin’s safe.
Our baby's safe.
That's enough for me.
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(a/n: Sorry for going MIA without any notice these few days, and I might go MIA again the next few days due to my responsibilities in real word. I hope this chapter satisfies you guys, and I want you to know, I'm so glad to have you guys waiting for my update everyday.
Purple you, lots!)