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Warnings: Coarse language, MPREG, mated, awkward conversations…,
Chapter 22: OUTRO
“Good morning.” Jimin grinned, pulling the still sleepy man into a hug, getting a grumble in response.
Yoongi’s head landed on the other’s shoulder, hugging the Alpha’s center.
“How you feeling?” Jimin asked softly, getting a pleasant hum in response.
Three days ago it happened. Three days ago he and Yoongi were on the final round of his heat. For the first time ever, he barred his neck to Jimin.
The shorter pressed his lips to the still fresh mating mark, humming happily, Yoongi letting the younger rock them side to side. They had asked Jimin’s mom to take Yejun for a couple weeks, knowing they were planning on starting the mating process. He would have asked Jackson and Joon, but Jackson was in a heat right now. And Jin said he had some important things he needed to discuss with Jungkook, so he was busy, too.
Despite it being a good two hour drive, his mother somehow managed to get there in an hour and a half, chipper as hell and almost squealing in excitement, kissing Yoongi’s cheek as well as Jimin’s when she left.
Because the bond was forming, it was important that they stayed together for around a week, one on one. They’d tend to each other and grow their connection. After that, their son could come back, but it was still important that they didn’t spend too much time apart, or both would slip into a depression.
Jimin rearranged his work schedule so he’d only be gone for about five hours, turning his hour lunch into a twenty minute ‘Ugh! Why!’ break instead.
Yoongi also only saw a few clients a day, making sure it was around the same time Jimin was working.
Both were nervous about the new schedule, but happy they didn’t have to worry for at least another four days.
“Let’s watch horrible television shows.” Jimin whispered, hugging the other close.
“Why?”
“Cuz I want to cuddle.” Jimin frowned.
“No… Why horrible? Can’t we watch something decent?” Yoongi pulled back raising a brow.
“Nope.”
“Why not?”
“Because I don’t want to be distracted from you, and if the show is interesting, I will get distracted. I want a horrible show for back ground noise.”
“Put on decent music.”
“…” Jimin paused, thinking. “Okay, I can do that…” He grinned, the older rolling his eyes but giving an amused smile.
“I’m in love with a dork.”
“Yes you are. Love you too, Sugabear!”
“Yeah… love you Mochi.”
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Well… this was… awkward. “Pardon?” Taehyung’s eyes were huge, Hoseok’s mouth hanging open.
“What’s a cock?” Youngsoo asked, sitting on the floor, playing with some Lego. “I heard you two talk about Hoseokie Oppa’s cock.”
Hoseok went a deep red, slightly withdrawing into himself.
“Oh…” Taehyung cleared his throat, glancing at the older Beta and back to his daughter. “It’s a penis.”
“Oh…” She paused. “That’s where boys pee?”
“Yes.” He nodded.
“Why are you talking about grabbing Oppa’s pee-er?”
The two men were nearly dying on the couch, redder than tomatoes, shifting awkwardly. “Uhh… That’s adult stuff, honey.”
“Oh… like the sex thing? And the blowing job?” She asked.
“… Yes.”
“Okay!” She shrugged and got up, heading to her room to get more Lego.
Hoseok let out a loud, slightly mortified sound, hiding his face behind the other. “Fucking hell! I didn’t think this would happen when we moved in together! I mean, I figured they might catch a couple things, but shit! Why is she so smart and observant?!”
“Why do you keep teaching her things and helping improve her observation skills at daycare!” Taehyung hissed back.
“Aish.” The two groaned and huffed. “Guess we have to be careful. Jeez. I’m horrified for the time she walks in on us.”
“Oh, I already told her if she hears noises from Appa and Oppa’s room not to come in and to go play or go back to bed.”
“Taehyung!”
“What? Do you want to traumatize my child? Cuz I don’t!”
“Goddammit.”
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Jungkook hummed to himself as he finished vacuuming, Jin taking his shoes off having just got home. The younger had a hand on his stomach as he put the cleaning supply away. He turned and beamed when he saw the older. “You’re home!”
“Hey monster.” Jin pulled the other into a hug, sharing a soft kiss. “Can I ask you a serious question?” He had spent a good three hours talking with Yoongi.
“Of course!” Jungkook nudged his forehead against the other’s cheek, nuzzling his scent gland and sighing.
Jin reached out with a slightly shaky hand, pressing it to the other’s stomach. Jungkook hummed happily, leaning in closer. “I was talking with Yoongi about a hunch.” He swallowed thickly. “He said there were warning signs he went through…” Jin pressed his lips to the other’s neck affectionately, his heart racing. “Sickness that comes and goes is one of them.” He gently shifted his hands along the other’s stomach, starting to confuse the smaller. “Weird food cravings. Also having a tendency to keep your hands near your stomach as a precaution. Other signs are craving affection from your Alpha, especially their hands on your stomach… and in many cases, a half heat is the first sign.”
“Hyung…” Jungkook pulled back, his brows furrowed. “I don’t understand where the question is...”
“Jungkook.” His voice was gentle. “Do you take birth control?”
“…” The younger stared for a long moment. “You know I’m a guy, right? Like… pretty sure you’ve grabbed my dick and everything…”
Jin’s eyes widened, the breath being sucked out of him. “You don’t know.”
“Don’t know what?” Jungkook frowned. What the heck was going on with the older?
Jin swallowed, clearing his throat a bit awkwardly. “Baby… male Omegas can get pregnant.”
The younger stared for a long moment. “Excuse me? What was that?”
“Jungkook… I knotted you…” Jin said softly, watching the other’s eyes start to widen.
“Wait! Wait… what?!” He pulled back, a look of panic in his eyes before they shot down to his stomach, his hands hovering in front of it. “What?!”
“Baby… How do you think Yejun was born? It’s okay.” Jin gently reached out, taking one of the other’s hands, pulling the near-hyperventilating young man closer.
“But… what?!” The other stood there flabbergasted… “B-but that’s Yoongi! I-I’m not Yoongi! I’m not-oh god.”
“Jungkook…” Jin turned the other’s head, pressing their lips together, the shorter’s breath starting to reduce back to a decent pace.
“Fuck… how?” He felt pin pricks in his eyes. “I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!”
“Why on earth are you sorry?” Jin raised his brow, the other trying to hold in a sob.
Jungkook gripped the shirt pressed to his stomach, his shoulders shaking. “I’m sorry! I didn’t know!”
“Baby, baby what are you upset about? Tell Alpha.” Jin frowned, reaching out. Jungkook shook his head and the older sighed, understanding. “Jungkook, I’m not Sunny. I’m not mad. Jungkook… whatever you choose to do, I’m behind you… but.” He reached out, placing his own shaky hand back on the other’s stomach. “I wouldn’t complain if you kept it.”
The younger’s breath hitched and he looked up at the other, his cheeks damp. “K-keep?”
“Yeah, baby.” He pulled the other closer, gently kissing his cheek. “Jungkook… I’m twenty-seven… Almost twenty-eight.” He smiled at the other. “It’s not like I haven’t thought about a family. I just wanted to wait until I found the right mate… until I found you.” The other watched him with large, watery eyes. “Jungkook… you don’t have to keep the baby. But please don’t abort because you think it’s what I want.” He said sternly.
The smaller looked back down at his stomach, his hands tightening slightly in the fabric. “I… can keep it?”
“Yeah. Of course.” Jin stepped closer, his heart pounding in his ears.
“You’ll stay? You’ll help me? Like with Eunnie?”
“Absolutely.” He nodded, maybe a bit too vigorously, excitement starting to fill him.
“You’ll still love Eunjae?”
Jin paused, confused. “Why wouldn’t I? Baby, just because she’s not my blood, doesn’t mean she’s not my daughter.” It just kind of slipped out. He stiffened, worried he crossed a line.
Jungkook’s breath hitched a silent tear falling. “You see her like that?”
“Yeah.” He admitted a bit nervously.
Jungkook broke out in a sob, pressing tight against the other, kissing his scent gland. “You’ll love all three of us?”
“Always.”
“I can keep it?”
“Please, do?” Jin said softly, his arms around the other.
“Okay.”
“Yeah?” Jin felt his heart skip a beat.
“Yeah.”
There was a moment silence before-
“Holy flying fuck! I’m pregnant?!” He gasped. “How do I explain this to my parents?!”
Jin couldn’t hold back the howl of laughter that left him.
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And there you have it! Yes, Kook is pregnant! Good catch, all!!!!
Hopeworld_94: LMAO! As awesome as that would be… nope! T’was the heat ;) The first one. His pregnancy is what triggered the half-heat ;)
MidnightLunaandInnerFangirl: Oi! We talked about the self-hate name calling! (I have a great memory and I know we’ve talked about it! –wags finger- be nicer to yourself It makes my heart sad :( ) And yes, very violent morning sickness! I’ve never had it so… I’m going off of family history… The only pregnant person I really remember being there for was my cousin and she was a teen and also had the flue so… that’s my memory… I was like 12… >.>
Melimommy93: Ohmigod, right?!
poeticfrog: This is random… can I just say how much I love frogs? Frogs and penguins… okay, I’m good now!
Nanys0929: Aweh! Thank you!!!!!!!!!! I like that you comment! (Not that it’s a necessity! It’s just nice to have my ego stroked hehehe)
Also thank you to Dallasrose1617, Catt_Senpai, literarybug94, and Hoseokisaking!!!
Thank you everyone who supported this story! Way back when, when I posted all the summaries, this one was actually one of the least requested, but one of my favourites, so I’m glad I got to share it! As mentioned, it was the first one I wrote after ‘The Experiment’!
I am debating on a short sequel just to kind of show how they are later on… debating…
Love you all! Thank you again!!!
PS JUNGKOOK’S PREGNANCY
The first hint was a few chapters ago ;)
THIS chapter: “Also having a tendency to keep your hands near your stomach as a precaution.”
Chapter 19 – Save ME: He gripped his shirt in front of his stomach when she took a step towards him. “No. It’s not. I filed for divorce.” His voice wavered slightly, but he shut off the burner and straightened himself up, standing confidently.