The next few days went on. Jimin decided to stay back to take care. She locked herself in her room and only granted access to Jimin, that too once in a while. She took days off from her work, her physical condition forcing her to live where it kills her.
"Haru, I brought food," Jimin came in with an ever-ready smile. She smiled at him as he placed the tray on the bedside table.
"Haru... I know this is not the right time to rush things but..." He sat down on the bed, his hands on his knees.
She looked at him with a quizzical expression.
"You need to legalize your wedding and have to go to the registrar's office."
She looked down at his nervous hands gripping his knees tightly. She mildly nodded, "when?"
"In a day or two, whenever you feel comfortable." He passed with a relieved tone and relaxed body frame.
"I'm fine whenever. Have to do it anyway."
He looked at her dull figure empathetically, changing the topic.
"So, how's the little one?" He looked down to her belly with loving and adoring eyes.
"Just looking what an dork it's uncle is," she chuckled.
"Mommy is a blabbermouth little one, don't listen to her," he said as he placed his hands on her belly.
"You think you are blocking its ears by doing so? Really Chim?"
"Then what should I do? I don't know where my champ has its ears!"
"It doesn't! Do you think a fetus of not even a month will have defined ears? Did you skip mid-school?" She laughed.
"Look look little one, judge who is a dork!"
Jungkook stood outside the room, just hearing her laugh for the first time in a while made sunshine flood through his soul. The warmth her dulcet voice was providing such a sense of tranquillity that gave strangling life a purpose.
He smiled along, behind the walls, living in her voice. Just she didn't know.
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As Jungkook and Haru stepped out of the registrar's office, they were surrounded by a crowd of reporters, their bodyguards kept them away from the couple with great difficulty.
Looking at such a great crowd in front of her eyes, she felt scared and unconsciously held his arm, squeezing it a little.
He was taken aback by the contact, his eyes first laid on her hands gripping his arm and then upon her terrified face. The euphoria he felt in the moment was far beyond his ability to express.
She still had a little trust in him.
He wanted to place a hand over hers and caress them but he was afraid that she would retreat, so, he did nothing at the moment.
"So, Mr. Jungkook, what took you guys so long to legalize your wedding?" One of the reporters asked.
"Sorry, please excuse us," he said calmly as he moved ahead.
"Mrs Haru, can you give us a glimpse of your married life?" Another one intervened.
Her grip on his arm tightened as he replied on her behalf, "this is our personal life, we would not like to comment."
As they were moving ahead one of the reporters' hands brushed against hers to which she flinched and hid behind his muscular frame.
Anger flashed in his veins looking at the outrageous act of the person.
"How dare you?" He glared at him and said words with gritted teeth.
"I'm sorry Mr. Jeon that was unintended."
"How dare you touch my wife," he grunted. All the cameramen held their cameras up, knowing they were about to get a story.
"It's just our job to get information, Mr. Jeon. And besides your wife is so beautiful-"
His speech was interrupted by a smashing blow he got from Jungkook's side. The bodyguards soon took charge of the situation that was getting heated. She was petrified, stoned in the place. He went ahead motioning and supporting her to their car.
The last question reached their ears, "How did you guys propose to each other?"
The question received opposite reactions from the couple as they finally were safe inside their car and the driver started the engine.
He smiled remembering the good old days.
FLASHBACK
"Hey... So... Huh," he paused thousands of times as he glanced through the notecards. She amusingly looked at his cherry-red cheeks and sweaty forehead.
"Did you... Did you drop out of heaven, umm..." He looked up to meet her gentle eyes, blue like forest pools. He stumbled upon the notes in his hands as his grip faltered upon them and they fell helplessly on the ground.
"Shit fuck oh god fuck. I'm so sorry you're you are so pretty. Fuck, sorry," he nervously covered his mouth.
She could not help but smile broadly at his bashfulness. He looked at her smiling from ear to ear. Her beguiling, white teeth lit up the room. It could jolt you like an electric current when that megawatt smile gave you her full attention.
He gulped, blushing furiously and awkwardly picking up the notecards. She too bent down, helping him with it, not caring of her prom gown.
Her cool eyes met his fiery ones, "Hey Kook... Would you like to go out with me?"
His eyes widened and his movements stopped, just looking towards her made his heart jump and stomach flip.
"I think I am asking you to be my boyfriend," she smiled.
He looked down, biting his lower lip and fiddling through the note cards, looking through them desperately. " I um... don't have a note Card... For this."
She took out a pen from his blazer pocket and took a notecard from his hand. She wrote something and handed it back to him. He looked at it and then back to her, "It says... Yes!"
END OF FLASHBACK.
She grimaced remembering the painful old days.
FLASHBACK
She cried as Jimin embrace her convulsing frame.
"Shh..." He tried to console but his own tears choked his vocals. His teary eyes asked heavens what to do, landing on the pregnancy test kit lying gravely on the bedsheets.
He cupped her face in his palms while she was gasping for breath. "What- what should I..." She exhaled hugely, taking in another short intake, shaking her head, "this- this... this is not real!"
She held onto his wrists, while his hands were still cupping her face, "tell me chim. Tell me this is not real. This can't be real... Tell me this is a dream. I cannot be built for this misery. Please, Chim. Speak. Tell me..." She let out a shuddering breath, breathing heavily.
He gulped looking at her devastated self. She was his best friend since time immemorial. They've been with each other through highs and lows but now, he knew no support that he could provide.
His eyes left her face for once, landing on the doorframe. Jungkook stood there with wide eyes, tears streaming down his face endlessly.
He sniffled, Jimin saw him and shook his head warning him not to make his presence but the latter had other plans.
"Marry me Haru," he proposed.
END OF FLASHBACK
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A/N: Random Question : What do you feel bout the story till now.
Like, do you feel bad for jk?
Or you hate jk?
You like how Haru is putting up?
Or you think there could have been more depth?
This would really help me know if I am able to express what I want to clearly.
Thanks for reading.