"I'm pregnant," you said as you got up from the chair. You let out the words, loud and clear enough for everyone to hear.

There was silence filling the hall once again.

"What?" your mother asked, her face blank with no expressions as she doubted if she heard you right, just like the few others.

Yoongi stood up from his place and walked to your side.

He held your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours.

"I'm pregnant" you said once more. "And he's the father" you added this time.

Everyone looked at you as Yoongi held your hand tighter.

Silence filled the room again for a few minutes.

"We can still abort that child" your mother blankly said as she looked down with a cold expression.

Hearing her words, you held Yoongi's hand tighter.

Yoongi pulled you closer to him as the others stayed silent.

Suddenly, your mother stood up and walked towards you.

Pulling you by your wrist, she started dragging you out of the place as you tried to stop her.

Slowly, one by one, everyone started leaving the place.

Yoongi sighed and slowly walked out with his family too.

Your pov

I was dragged into my house and my mother left my wrist when we entered the living room.

Sparing another glance at me, she walked upstairs.

I looked down to my feet.

Just then, I felt someone place their hand on my shoulder.

Turning my head back, I saw Taehyung.

"Don't worry. I'll go talk to her" he said and I sighed, nodding after that.

Slowly, I dragged my feet to my room.

Taehyung's pov

I watched Y/n go to her room.

As all the others went to their rooms, I went to the room of our parents.

Knocking on the door, I waited for a response.

As I heard my mother telling me to come in, I twisted the door knob, slowly entering the room.

"Eomma" I called and she hummed as she sat on the edge of the bed while my father was standing near the window, staring outside with a cold expression on his face.

I went and knelt down in front of her.

Holding her hands, I let out my words.

"Why do you don't want to be near them, eomma?" I asked and she sighed.

"You don't understand, Taehyung," she said.

"Then make me understand," I said firmly, making her look at me.

She stared at my face for a few seconds and sighed.

"You all know that he was my brother. But he was against my relationship with your father since before we got married," she said.

"Then what about Y/n? You told that you hate him because he was against your relationship with appa, right?" I asked and she nodded.

"Then you're doing the same to Y/n too" I said. "If you're against her relationship with Yoongi hyung now, then think what if she hates us for not supporting her decision?" I asked.

"And it's her body, her decision, whether she chooses birth or abortion. It's people's right to decide their futures for themselves, and to live their lives as they see fit." I looked at my mother who was processing everything that I just said.

"We don't forgive enemies for their sake, mom," I said. "We do it for our sake," I finished and with that, I left the room.

Meanwhile~

At Yoongi's house~

Yoongi's pov

"So she's pregnant?" my father asked and I nodded once again.

Sighing, he got up from the couch and started walking out of the living room.

"That child growing in her stomach is forged with the blood of our family. That child is our heir" he said.

Turning back to face me, he spoke.

"But I can't think straight about this right now" he said and with that, he walked out of the house.

After he left, I sat on the couch, rubbing my temples as my mother patted my back.

"Everything will be okay, Yoongi," she said.

That's what I'm hoping for too.