PART TWO OF #143

Two whole years had passed since the day we reunited.

He was still my model and I was still his photographer.

Nothing changed...not yet.

It happened that one night.

The night when everything changed.

The night he stopped being my boyfriend.

There I was, in our penthouse apartment, preparing dinner for my beloved.

He was out with his friends for the afternoon so I thought why not surprise him with dinner.

I made his favorite dish, stew kimchi jjigae, the one which he always thanked me for making.

He loved my cooking, although I'm not too confident in it.

But you know what the elders say, "The way to a man's heart is through his stomach."

Speaking of stomach, I looked down at mine and placed a hand on it, my smile widening. I can't wait for him to come home.

I placed the self-cooked meal on the table and took out two plates, utensils and two wine glasses along with a bottle of the best red wine we have.

I smiled at my work and head to my room to change out of my dirty clothes.

As I took of my old clothes, I looked into the mirror.

I look so tubby now. What if Jimin stops loving me for that one day?

I shook away my negative thoughts and put on a decent, blue dress Jimin bought for me on our anniversary.

It was an off shouldered, metallic blue, lace on dress with lace hems that rested  just above my knees.

Take a deep breath, Jaemin. Everything'll be fine.

I heard the sound of password in the front door unlocking as I quickly combed my hair and let it down.

Okay, calm down, Jaemin, you'll be fine.

I brushed my dress and inhaled deeply before opening my— our bedroom door and headed towards the kitchen.

As I passed the living room door, I saw Jimin taking off his dress shoes and placing them in the cupboard.

He wore a black silky dress shirt and black dress pants with a silver blazer. His black hair was messy, inferring he had brushed it back not too long ago.

I know why he got all dressed up.

Earlier today, we had a photo shoot for Gucci and the theme was formal so he had to dress like this.

I smiled as I walked into the kitchen and continued to slice the lemon for my drink.

After a while, I felt a pair of arm slithering their way around my waist. Fluffy jet black hair fell onto my shoulder as he leans his face into the crook of my neck, taking in a deep breath.

"You smell lovely, jagi..." Jimin mumbled, sending shivers down my spine.

"Thank you, Jiminie." I responded, my voice unexpectedly high. I swear to god, I'm not usually this nervous around him.

Jimin pecked my cheeks and turned me around, eyeing me up and down.

"Baby, you look gorgeous today. You should dress like this more often rather than wearing a plain T-Shirt and ripped jeans." He acknowledged, chuckling.

By the time I had prepared the table, we started eating.

"What's the occasion? You prepared too diligently and you look prettier than usual today," He paused and thought for a second, "I'm pretty sure it's not our anniversary?"

I chuckled and shook my head. I stood up and took out a bottle of wine which had been sitting in the kitchen cabinet for a year. It was a gift I received back then from a senior photographer.

I poured it into a glass, placing it infront of Jimin. I sipped on the lemonade I had made while watching him.

"Why aren't you drinking?" He asked with suspicion. It wouldn't be good for the little person growing inside my belly right?

"I'm not in the mood today and I already made myself some lemonade," I lied as an excuse. He should't know it, not yet.

Jimin got up and smiled, "Jagi, I'll just use the bathroom, okay?"

I nodded and he disappeared down the hall.

Should I tell him now? It's his anyways...

This is wrong, I should tell him.

What if he doesn't want it?

What if he leaves me for it?

I was disturbed from my thoughts when the sound of Jimin's bare feet against the floor was heard.

I put on a smile but he wasn't looking at me.

Instead, he stopped in front of me and pulled something out of his pocket, cocking an eyebrow, "Baby girl, what's this?"

Crap.

I forgot to take it out.

My heart was pounding as I murmured, "Jimin, I can explain—" I tried to argue but was cut off by Jimin exclaiming, "Why didn't you tell me?"

He held the pregnancy test between his finger and stared at it before locking his eyes with mine.

As I stared into his eyes, I could also hear him questioning me. Tears began to well up in my eyes. He doesn't want it.

"Jimin, I'm s-sorry..." I whispered, my voice cracking up as I tore my eyes away from his. I couldn't stand to look him in the eye.

"Jagi, why didn't you tell me?" He asked, looking at me while I stared down at my sweating palms.

"It's just t-that... I'm s-sorry, I'll get an ..abortion. I know that y-you don't want t-this ch-child..."

At this point, one could compare my tears to the Niagra Falls. I was sobbing as I wiped my unstopping tears with the back of my hand.

My eyes widen when a pair of strong arms pulled me closer, making me inhale in the intoxicating smell of Park Jimin. Roses and Body wash were the smell I was attracted to. No, Jimin is the smell I'm attracted to.

"Baby girl, this baby is also mine. Why would you ever think I'd want an abortion? I will love and this child equally. We'll watch him or her grow together, okay?" I heard his soothing voice in my ear.

I moved back and looked into Jimin's beautiful eyes. What great thing did I do to deserve this man?

He smiled as he placed a hand on my cheek, his thumb wiping away my tears.

"Jimin..." I muttered, my voice low.

He pulled me in for a kiss. And in that moment, I had an epiphany.

He loves me and I love him. Nothing could ever change that.

We broke away and he smiled sheepishly, sticking a hand into his pocket.

"Well, since this is happening now, let me take this moment to asked you this question." He smiled wider as he took something out of his pocket and knelt down on one knee.

It was a beautiful velvet box and inside it was—

I gasped as I covered my mouth, tears forming on the brim of my eyes, threatening to fall.

"Lee Jaemin, will you become my Park Jaemin and marry me?" He asked, his smile prominent.

"Yes, Jimin, Yes! A million times yes!" I squealed as I threw my arms around his neck, pulling him into a kiss.

BY: VioletteShade ♡
【 i just added a few details but she wrote mostly 】

everyone requested for part two, thanks to SHAnti10968& VioletteShade we got it covered.

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there will even be a part three plotted by SHAnti10968 ♡ stay tuned!