Mrs. Jeon started to fan herself and fell against the couch, eyes looking as if they were going to roll to the back of her head. Taehyung wiggled free from Jungkook's grasp and stared at him over the frame of his glasses.

"Um...what?"

.........

It was the middle of the day in Seoul. The cold was starting to set in, so everyone was wearing cute sweaters, jackets, long sweatshirts, and beanies. You could see women laughing and smiling as they stared at the two handsome men in the restaurant. Their hair was the perfect shade of black, their outfits stylish, and of course, they were beautiful.

They had walked in together, both of their noses tinted pink from the cold weather and ears a delicate shade of red.

They were whispering to each other as they impatiently waited for the server to come and walk them to their seat. The smaller of the two was glaring at everything that came in the line of vision, slapping the other male across the shoulder when he got too close. Once they were seated, the women didn't notice how Taehyung would lay his hand delicately over his curving abdomen, the baby bump hidden by his denim jacket and black sweater.

The women didn't realize the men they were gushing over were in a heated debate as Taehyung shoved some pasta into his mouth. His curly bangs covered his brow, so there was no way of telling if he was scowling or not. Jungkook was sitting across the table, phone on silent as he received multiple messages from his father and mother, both demanding answers to his recent engagement, rekindling of his old relationship, and the new roommate he got.

Now, all he had to do was talk Taehyung into the engagement or moving in, and he would only be telling a half-truth. But the other male was making it difficult for him.

"Are you just going to ignore me while shoving food into your gullet?" The younger finally broke the tension, and Taehyung paused in his shoveling to glare at his boyfriend.

"When did you plan on telling me we were engaged and living together now?" The older sassed, and Jungkook let out a loud sigh.

It was hell to get Taehyung to agree to start their relationship back up, and now he's scared him off.

Jungkook needed to do some baiting.

"I know, I'm sorry. Just...you know how I am with my mother. She's been harassing me for over a year now and--"

"So, you decided to tell her we got engaged so she would leave you alone?"

"Yes---NO! Not at all! Ugh, Tae, I panicked, and you know how traditional my parents are. They always told me to make sure to propose to the person I love and wished to be with forever." At that statement, Taehyung set down his fork and stared at Jungkook, eyes blank. The younger male didn't know how to read Taehyung, so he just waited to see if the older ravenette would say something.

" I am not marrying you. It sounds like a trap, and I'm leaving." Taehyung said and started to hurry out of the booth, round belly bouncing as he did so. Jungkook started to panic, so he stood up from his seat and blocked Taehyung into the booth, knowing how much the other struggled.

Huffing, Taehyunug glared at his boyfriend and flicked him on the nose.

"Move before I call Namjoon and Yoongi. I know you're afraid of them." Dropping to his knees, Jungkook ignored the gasps around them, and Taehyung winced.

It was not going to end well.

Reaching forward, he grabbed Jungkook by the sleeve of his suit and tried to push him backward, hoping the younger would stand up.

"You're embarrassing. Move." Shaking his head, Jungkook was determined. He would stay on the ground, blocking Taehyung until he agreed to one of the things he mentioned earlier. He knew he fucked up, but who was to say that if they had stayed together for the past year, then they wouldn't have a child on the way and engaged?

In his new apartment, locked behind a safe, was the emerald he bought Taehyung two years ago. Of course, he never told anyone he purchased it. He planned everything out and hoped to propose to Taehyung on their fifth anniversary, but things happened, and he never got the chance.

Clenching his jaw, Taehyung narrowed his eyes at the younger male and went to knee him in the side, but Jungkook, noticing the people watching, clung to the other's waist, resting his cheek against the baby bump and started to wail loudly.

" I am so sorry! Please don't leave me! I made a mistake, but I am only human!" Whispers sounded around them, and Jungkook could practically hear Taehyung's jaw grinding, face bright red and anger settling in his chest. A hand was in his hair, and Jungkook went to sigh, thinking his lover had finally given in and planned to speak to him, but when the fingers curled against his scalp and pulled at the strands, he realized what was happening.

Taehyung yanked his head back, glaring holes into Jungkook's skull, and the latter visibly gulped.

"Give me one reason why I shouldn't disembowel you." Jungkook did his best innocent face, but it was hard to achieve such a look with the outfit he was wearing.

"Move in with me, or I'm going to keep at it."

"We just got back together. What makes you think I'm going to move in with you?"

"We would have more space for the baby, and you would be closer to the doctor's office."

"Not good enough."

"Ow. Ow." Jungkook grunted when Taehyungs snatched his hair again. He swore he felt the ebony strands letting loose at the root.

"Give me a reason within five minutes, or I'm snatching you bald." The older threatened, and Jungkook winced, praying Taehyung wouldn't rip his hair out. Diving deep into his brain, Jungkook tried to think of a valid reason that would sway his pregnant lover, but nothing came to mind. Then a song popped into his mind; he recently listened to and knew Taehyung was a sucker for the artist.

"I'll leave it all up to you. Everything. I fucked up, and I'm willing to admit that so...I'll take the back seat, and you can be the boss."

Everything had gone silent, and Taehyung sighed. He didn't like how this was playing out, but he did want to be with Jungkook, and he did love him, so...what the hell?

What could it hurt?

Taehyung's fingers loosened, and Jungkook let out a breath of relief when the hand started to comb through the sable strands gently. Removing his hand, Taehyung gripped his lover by the arms and pulled him to his feet, and Jungkook wrapped his arms around the older male's waist, loving the feel of the small baby bump between them.

Taehyung stared at Jungkook's collar bone for a few seconds before he gazed up, dark eyes sparkling in the artificial lights overhead.

"If we do this, it'll work. We can make it right this time?"

Nodding, Jungkook waited for the distance to close between them, and when Taehyung licked his lips, he tried to hide his smile when the pouty pink lips found his in a chaste kiss. Being wrapped up in each other, the two failed to notice the pouting women who paid for their meal and stormed out, highly upset the two men were more interested in them instead of their short skirts.