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The worst distance between two people is misunderstanding.
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Taehyung's POV

After Jimin and Jungkook left, Amy was cleaning up the place while I impatiently waited for her to join me in the bedroom, my clothes already discarded on the floor.

"Amy... don't make me wait for so long. I'm so bored, baby!" I called out from the bed, feeling the impending moment of dire manhood crisis.

"I'm here!" She announced entering the room and closing the door behind her.

Of course, she brought her midnight snack along for later.

I hurriedly peeled off her clothes, and we snuggled into the sheets. I trailed my fingers over her belly button, tracing the baby bump that seemed a lot bigger suddenly.

Crawling under the sheets, I ran my hand over the bump and kissed it tenderly.

"Hey, junior! Are you awake now?" I asked and pecked her baby bump a few times, and there was total silence, with the only sounds in the room being the sounds of our breathing.

I noticed one small, shiny, reddish striation on the under side of her belly—her first stretch mark.

Smiling, I softly ran my fingertips over it, kissed it and continued talking to junior,
"Junior, I am already thinking about giving you brothers and sisters to play with. You will never ever feel bored. Sounds good?"

Amy peeped into the sheets and laughed, and I kissed her belly and spoke to the baby for a while longer and sang to him before going back up to Amy.
"Amy, we should have at least two more babies. I would love it if we have four more and at least one girl baby...with doe eyes like yours. We must work harder to make more babies and make sure junior doesn't ever feel bored."

"Do we really have to work hard? It's easy for us, right?" She winked, giggling.

"I can't wait, baby... talking about safe days was kind of kinky in a way, right?" I winked at her with a big smile.

Amy wrapped her arms around me, and I kissed her forehead.

"Hey, penguin, we need to be at the cord bank tomorrow morning at 7. So, let's get some sleep now?" I whispered to her, delicately kissing the shell of her ear.

"Yeah, Tae. I was horny all day, and I wanted you so bad tonight. But now I'm already exhausted," she whispered back, disappointed, her face buried in my chest, and I held her tighter.

"Amy, it's okay, baby. We'll be relieved tomorrow after the results. We can make up for all these days. Take a week off. I'll take you to heaven," I lifted her chin up with a finger and looked into her eyes with all my love and lust dancing in my eyes.

Blushing, she grinned and nodded.

"I love you lots," I pecked her lips a few times.

"Love you more, Taehyung," she said among the non-stop kisses, and soon we fell asleep.

Dec 3, 2020
Amy's POV

We both woke up early, got ready and left to the cord bank at 6 am. We were due to get the DNA screening reports and then sign up for the cord banking. This would take at least two hours as per their estimates.

As we had to wait at the lounge for a painfully long period, we were totally bored. We were given some forms to fill in which we did in a few minutes and then felt bored again. I badly wanted some distraction to keep my mind away from the test results, and I just hoped that everything came out well.

"I wish we were at home. I could at least cuddle with you or cook with you," Tae complained in a totally bored manner, resting his chin on his upturned palm.

"Yeah, this is so boring. Let's do something fun," I suggested, trying to cheer up the mood.

"Like touchy touchy? Are there no cameras here?" Tae winked and looked around extending his hand to me.

He totally loves the palm circles that I make with my fingertips. Sometimes he even falls asleep while I do it.

Laughing, I swatted his hand away.
"What? No, no! That's not what I meant. I don't want you to sleep here. Let's watch a movie, maybe?"

"Okay, baby," Tae chuckled and pulled out his phone, and we decided to watch his famous drama Hwarang after checking out some boring movie titles.

"Tae, let's watch only the episodes you're in," I suggested.

"Uh? I don't know the numbers," he turned his head to look at me, pouting.

"Start with episode two... I just want to watch your scenes. There'll be compilation videos on YouTube. But stop at episode seventeen." I warned him.

Taehyung giggled letting his head drop, an adorable blush settling on his prominent cheek bones.
"Ahh, yeah, HanSung dies in the eighteenth episode..."

"Yeah, don't even mention it. I might cry," I pouted sadly.

"Do you really cry watching dramas and movies?" He laughed, ruffling my hair.

"Of course, I do, and you know that. I know you do too, don't laugh, okay? Now start Hwarang already?" I asked, laughing, my cheeks hurting from smiling constantly.

"Okay, okay," he flipped back his hair with his hand and played episode two of Hwarang.

"This is embarrassing," He said midway, laughing, his head low and his face covered with his free hand.

"Huh? No way..." I protested, pulling his phone to myself.

"Amy, I can't stop laughing. I watched it only once before. It feels funny and awkward now," he laughed uncontrollably.

"Aww, come on... what do you mean you watched it only once? I've watched the whole drama twice and your scenes alone more than twenty-five times...except the eighteenth episode, of course. I love HanSung. He's super cute," I chuckled, tugging at Taehyung's arm.

"Look at you fangirling now... I love it when you do this. You're so cute" he said chuckling and then laughing out loud.

"Of course, I am fangirling..." I nodded excitedly, and he ruffled my hair before kissing my forehead.

After a while, the nurse came in and called us, and we followed her to the report collection area where she handed us a bunch of papers. We had to sign it, and then we were handed the reports.

"Can I look, Tae?" I asked anxiously, my hands already cold and trembling and my heart beating at an unhealthy pace.

"Of course, baby," Tae ruffled my hair, his nervousness evident in his eyes.

There were two reports, and they were totally indecipherable, and I decided to skip straight to the result part.

The first report was for the amniocentesis.

I saw a lot of inferences that read 'normal'

My heart was racing.

I read the final result statement.

Result: No chromosomal abnormalities detected. Fetus is healthy and meets all growth milestones.

I laughed in relief, feeling as if a whole mountain range was lifted off my chest.

"Tae, junior is perfectly normal." I said, my shoulders shaking as I thanked my stars and my ancestors for this major liberating moment, and my eyes poured out tears of relief.

Happy tears.

"Really? My God! That's such relief. Let me see," he took the report from my hands and read it, and then his own happy tears rolled down his cheeks.

Taehyung hugged me tight against his chest and laughed.
"I knew it. I'm so relieved, baby... junior is all good.."

"Me too, Taehyung... Me too," I said, crying, unable to control the overhwelming joy I felt that even surpassed the happiness I felt when I knew that I was pregnant.

Pulling away, I wiped my tears and read the second report. It was a DNA profiling done for junior and the two of us to rule out any possible chromosomal anomalies, which was actually irrelevant now since junior was doing good. But still, since we underwent the test and received the reports, I decided to look through them.

I skipped to the result part, and as I read it and re-read it, my eyes widened in shock, my smile faltered in an instant, and my hands trembled.

What the hell???

Inference: Maternal match 100%
Paternal match 0%
Possibility of paternal link 0

What does this even mean?

My head reeled, making me feel unsteady and wobble a bit.

Taehyung, looking at me eagerly all this while, quickly noticed my nervousness and unsteadiness and held my arm firmly, preventing me from falling to the floor.

"Amy, what happened? Is everything okay?" He asked in a concerned tone.

"T... Tae... this report is..." I fumbled as my tears welled up once again, my head was spinning, and the only thing I experienced at that moment was confusion.

"Amy... what happened? Baby, why are you crying?" he took the reports from my hand and read and re-read it, and his eyebrows furrowed, his forehead broke into a sweat.

His bloodshot eyes lifted to look at me.
"What does this mean?" he asked, and I shook my head.

"I have no clue. Should we ask the doctor?" I asked him, trying to get a grip of the situation at hand.

"Yeah, let's go," he replied without hesitation and walked ahead of me. Taehyung lost his composure, and he seemed to be irritated and clueless—the same emotions that I was battling within myself.

The doctor called us in, and we sat facing him. Taehyung, not wanting to wait a second, produced the report across the table and quizzed the doctor,
"Doctor, could you please explain what this means."

The doctor took the report from him and glanced through it and then looked up at us through the top of his glasses. He let out a sigh before he spoke calmly.
"This is self-explanatory," he declared.

"But would you mind explaining?" Taehyung demanded, sitting at the edge of his chair and leaning forward, resting his elbows on the table.

"Are these your samples?" The doctor questioned us.

"Yes," we both said in unison.

"Well, the report means that the father of this child is not you. There is 0% match in the DNA samples" he said coldly

Both our jaws dropped in utter shock and disbelief, and our eyes popped out.

"But that's impossible. We know it for sure." I interrupted, fully confident that the report was wrong.

"But our reports don't lie. This is what you've got," the doctor said crossing his arms across his stomach and leaning back in his chair.

Taehyung slumped in his chair. He then got up and left the room silently. Grabbing the reports from the table, I followed him out as he took long strides and walked towards the exit.

"Tae... Taehyung... wait for me," I called out half running and half walking behind him holding on to all my stuff.

He walked straight to the car and got inside and waited impatiently. I had never seen him in such a state before. His usually calm and cheerful demeanor was no longer in the vicinity, and he was extremely upset, confused and angry.

"Taehyung, I need some water. Do you have a bottle here?" I was trying to catch my breath first.

He handed me a bottle, glaring at me with his angry eyes and then started to drive.

I failed to understand his sudden loss of empathy. I was experiencing the same confusion as him, and I would swear upon my life that this baby belonged to him and me. But the reports read otherwise, and I was more than sure that the reports were wrong. Was he angry because of that? I needed to understand.

"Tae, I don't understand why the report says this. Should we get tested somewhere else? I'm sure this report is wrong." I said confidently, placing my hand on his hand that was on the gearstick.

Wordlessly, Taehyung pulled over the car and massaged his nose bridge with his fingers and then looked at me after a while.
"Okay. Let's get tested again."

Anything to make you feel better

"Yes. Let's do it. Let's go to the government testing facility. It's closer from here," I suggested, and he nodded in agreement, driving us straight to the said government testing facility.

Throughout the drive, he didn't speak a word, and the silence was deafening, the tension in the car was so thick, palpable even by the dead. I was totally confident of the wrong report and remained cool. But he was extremely upset, and I totally empathized with him because that's how any man would feel when he's presented with such a report.

The moment he sees the correct report, he will be alright.

I consoled myself and didn't dare to speak anything to Taehyung. Being an adult himself, I felt that he should ponder over his own thoughts and get some clarity about the situation.

We arrived at the testing facility in total silence and walked straight to the DNA screening center. There were no patients waiting there, and hence we were called in at once.

As always, we were asked to fill up some forms, which we did, and we waited for a while in pin-drop silence. Taehyung kept chewing his lips nervously.

"Tae..." I touched his hand, but he looked away and didn't respond.

I would just let him calm down first and talk to him when we get back home

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of waiting—the duration seeming amplified due to the silence—we were called in.

"Please be seated," the doctor smiled at us.

We took our seats, and Taehyung spoke first,
"Doctor, we want to get a DNA profiling done for us and the baby." His voice was stern and solid.

The doctor nodded.
"Sure, it can be done. Is there any legal reason behind this? In that case, we would need you to sign another form," he informed us and browsed through the forms we filled in earlier.

"Nothing legal. We got one done this morning, and we need to get it confirmed with a second test. No other reasons," Taehyung spoke impatiently.

My jaw dropped as my head whipped around to look at him.

Honestly, I was expecting him to say there was an error in the report or something like that, but he said he wanted to confirm the reports from morning. What does he even mean?

"Oh... So, you've been already been tested?" The doctor was surprised.

"Yes," we both nodded as I returned my gaze to the doctor.

"Then I'm sorry to say that you cannot be retested. The needling is unsafe for the unborn baby, and the law allows only one piercing throughout the entire term of pregnancy except for rare cases when a congenital growth anomaly is detected. In your case, is there any growth or chromosomal anomaly?" He asked us, flipping through the reports from earlier that I handed over to him.

"No, the baby is healthy." I stated calmly.

"Well, then it is not possible to get the baby tested again. In fact, it is not legal. So, we won't be of much help," the doctor said frankly, his tone apologetic, not helping our situation one bit.

Taehyung's face fell, he drummed his fingers and bit his lips nervously, his face flushed and devoid of any color. I could make out that he was extremely disappointed and upset, and I wanted to hug him and comfort him and make him feel better more than anything. I would wait till we got back home.

Tae got up, quickly turning to the door, and I followed him as fast as I could to avoid running but still ended up jogging behind him to keep up. I paused at the water dispenser for a drink and, to my surprise, Taehyung was nowhere to be seen.

Looking around, I was unable to spot him anywhere, and then I decided to call him.

"Tae, where are you? I stopped for a drink of water, and I couldn't find you anywhere," I asked him as my feet mindlessly guided me to the entrance of the building.

"I'm in the car," he said and abruptly ended the call.

What is this with him? Just ditching his pregnant wife...scratch that... girlfriend and walking away like that? That is so unlike him

I walked to the car and saw him sitting inside. Getting into the car, I put down my things, waited for my breathing to calm down and then turned to look at him.

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