Y/N's POV.

When we finally came home an hour later, it took us four trips to the car just to bring everything we brought inside, well I didn't pay for any of it. I wasn't exaggerating, it literally looked like he brought the whole baby store. After 15 minutes of unpacking the car, the living room was filled with just baby stuff. Dad went outside to lock the car.

I grabbed my phone from the table and saw 10 miss calls from Jimin. Oh no. What's Jimin going to say about this?

I called him back and he immediately picked up.

"Y/N are you okay? I've been calling you for the past hour and you didn't pick up and even turned your phone off. What happened? I checked the website and saw your name" Jimin quickly said down the phone.

"I'm fine" Forcing myself to sound happy. "I saw your name as well"

"I know, it's amazing, we can finally choreograph for some famous artists!"

"I know you love Twice." my voice sounded a bit wobbly.

"Can I come around now, and we can celebrate?"

Oh gosh no he can't, not at this moment in time.

"No sorry Jimin, I'm... errm... busy."

"Busy? Okay then, I'll call later then bye."

"Byeee..."

Would he be suspicious of me? I hope not. I watched Taehyung contently as he tickled Momo in the stomach. He lifted his head up to look at me.

"You're so lucky Y/N, Momo is so cute."

Lucky? Was he joking? A sixteen-year-old getting hooked up and having a daughter. Yeah, that's lucky.

"Oh yeah?" I said dryly. "Says you"

"Un huh, says me. Says the boy who is clever, handsome and good-looking."

"I get it, no need to brag."

But the thing was, he was right. Taehyung was one of those people who can pass a test without even trying. Not just in tests, but life altogether. He was funny, smart and charming, everything was so natural about him. I actually feel lucky to be related to him.

I sighed. There was one problem with him. I didn't even want to talk about waking up in the morning and using the bath room. Once Taehyung is in the bathroom, that is it. He would be in the bathroom for like an hour. He said he needed to cleanse, tone, moisturize and shave his face to make it look perfect. I mean I get everyone wants to look perfect, but no one has that much skin to wash. Literally, does it take an hour to wash a face?

My older brother, Kim Taehyung.

He grinned at me" Do you want to play with Momo now?

"Nah, no thanks, I'm fine, you're doing a great job." I replied tidying the area as best as I could.

Sadness unexpectedly crept upon his face.

"What's wrong?" I asked worried.

"I would love to be a Dad one day, I can't though, it's never going to happen." Taehyung sighed.

"There's nothing stopping you to find a great girl, you got a 4D personality and the handsome looks."

"Does it look like I'll find a good girl?" Taehyung regarded me with a sad look.

"If you can't find a good girl, then find a bad one." I said.

"It wouldn't be a girl at all." Taehyung began.

"Tae..."

"I love this boy, he's called J..."

"J? J what?" I asked expectantly.

He shook his head. "Never mind."

"If you say so, but I just don't want you to get hurt Taehyung."

"I understand." Taehyung regarded me again with a faint smile. "But I'm not the one hurt here."

He deliberately had to say that didn't he?

"Did you love Jackson Y/N?" asked Taehyung suddenly.

I hesitated before I shook my head.

"It's a shame that his Dad didn't like you, your daughter should have been made with love."

Made with love? I paused.

"It was an accident, she shouldn't have been made at all."

Taehyung opened his mouth, but no words came out. He closed it without saying anything. We looked at each other and sat in silence like we both knew what we were thinking about.

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{A/N}

Finally, a chapter that is 100 words longer than usual 😂😂😂 I'm listening to Blood, Sweat and Tears right now, what was the last song you listened to? Anyways, Thanks for reading and have a nice day❤️❤️❤️