Seokjin's Pov:

Moving was a lot more work than I had imagined; however, the movers had kindly already arranged my bedroom for me, but there was still a fair bit of organizing work for me to do.

However, I was head over heels in love with my bedroom set, and I was so pleased with the one I had chosen that I couldn't wait to get into my bed and relax. My last bedroom set was a standard king-size, but I updated it to a California king-size, and it fit perfectly in my new master suite.

Even though I was head over heels with my new bedroom set, it was not my favorite part of the bedroom. You already know which part of my space I like spending the most time in if you know me. This master bedroom suite included two large walk-in closets partitioned by a shoe closet for added convenience. During the house tour, I had fallen head over heels in love with the layout, and no matter how many houses I looked at, the size of their closets could not compare to these.

Given that his money paid for this house, I was a little concerned that he would try to take over the room I had chosen, but that didn't seem to matter to him. I was extremely pleased that he was not fussy about which room he got.

I had not seen or heard a peep from him in the short hours since we had arrived, and I am certain that this is because he was working hard. Even when we arrived and the movers were shifting things about and arranging them, he was antsy for them to finish up with his office space. I never came across somebody who prioritizes their work above everything else in their life.

After having these kids, I hope that he shifts his focus. I don't want to be the only one taking care of them; therefore, this is something that I need to have a serious chat with him about. Even if I don't have a career as most people do because they desire one for their own individual reasons, I still find that having five children is a lot of responsibility.

I anticipate that taking care of five children will be more work than a full-time job, even though I won't be being paid for it, and I foresee that it will be a lot of work for me. I babysat for Hoseok once or twice, but not more than that; they were too much like Taehyung and not quite as much like Hoseok as they were meant to be, but I guess you couldn't choose that option.

This made me anxious about the five children I was carrying since I would rather them be similar to me. If this doesn't work out, everything in my life will revolve around agreements and meeting deadlines. I believe I overheard him telling someone earlier that they weren't meeting their deadlines with their deliverables. I have no desire to ever work for such a person, and I feel sorry for those who are working for him.

The rumbling in my gut prompted me to set down the garment I was holding as I deliberated whether or not to donate it or keep it for myself. That could wait since I had to give my tiny Bugs their food.

As I went down the stairs to the home's first floor, I intended to head straight to the kitchen to start preparing some food for myself, but I suddenly remembered that he was there. There is no justification for me to be concerned about what to eat when he is at home. He expressed interest in marrying me; therefore, I expect him to fulfill his obligations as my husband and provide for me. I am pregnant.

I do a U-turn and go to his office. Being the kind and thoughtful person I am, I knock on the door before making my presence known inside the office. When I open the door, as I had anticipated, he is wearing an earpiece and chatting to someone while simultaneously staring at the computer monitor.

When he glanced up from the monitor and peered at me with a questioning look, I immediately looked back at him with the same expression.

He looked away and at the monitor, "hold one moment." I heard him say, and then his eyes were back on me.

"Can I help you?"

"I would hope so. I am hungry."

Before he finally said anything, he stared at me intently for a considerable amount of time, and it seemed as if he was perplexed as to why I was telling him that.

"The groceries haven't been delivered yet?"

"Kitchen fully stacked, but not with cooked food, and I am hungry."

"Place an order with one of the restaurants. I am now in a meeting; I will talk to you when I finish here."

I crossed my arms over my chest and sent him an angry look; I would have done it myself if I wanted to order lunch. "It's Saturday; what kind of meeting do you have today? Do you want me to order food instead of offering to make me something to eat? I am pregnant, and this is how you expect to treat me, Jungkook?"

His eyes shifted from me, and he returned his focus to the computer screen.

"I will stop this meeting here. Let's catch up on this tomorrow; my assistant will reschedule."

I grinned as I left his office and proceeded to the kitchen.

******

"Thank you for preparing lunch for me. You are not as terrible a cook as I imagined." He had prepared lunch for me, and although it was only a salad, it was just what I needed. He grilled the chicken to perfection, just the way I like it, and he created the dressing from scratch, which was delicious. In addition to that, he prepared a fruit tray for me, which I intended to have later. I was in the habit of munching on fruits between meals.

"Welcome. How is your room?"

"My room is perfect; how is yours?"

"It's fine. Did you get my travel schedule from my assistant?"

I sure as hell got it, and I had a lot of thoughts as I reviewed it. "Yes, I did. I wanted to have a conversation about it. Why do you travel as often as you do?"

He drew nearer to the area where I was sitting and then sat down next to me. Because he had been standing like a bodyguard up until that point, I was taken aback when he sat down.

"My corporation has a presence in more than one hundred fifty-five countries worldwide. I employ more than 700,000 people. To maintain my company's worldwide footprint and ensure everything is running efficiently, I must travel to these places and meet with critical stakeholders, expand the business, and recruit new partners to develop new ventures. I cannot do it from my living room."

Why did it appear like he was doing all the work when CEOs are meant to have other people working for them?

"So, you're working by yourself, right?"

"What do you mean? I just told you that I employ over seven hundred individuals."

"I am aware of what you have stated, but according to the schedule that I have, you will be in Finland the week after next, after which you will return to this location for three days, after which you will travel to Hawaii, and from Hawaii, you will travel to Puerto Rico. Although it seems like a vacation to me, I will assume it is related to work.

In any case, I know that you are the CEO of the company and that you own it, but what's going to happen with me having kids? Are you going to travel in the same way as you are now? It worries me that you seem to believe that I will be responsible for all of them by myself. Please assure me that this is not the case."

I needed to understand these matters since, quite frankly, it's not fair to me. He seldom stays in one place for more than a minute.

"All of my travels are business-related. I do not travel because I find traveling enjoyable. However, I shall be where I must be. Regarding our kids, you do not have to think as you do. I will be there for our children, but I expect you to be home with them.

Further, I have given this a great deal of consideration, and it would be advantageous if we hire at least two full-time nannies to help you with the children, particularly when I am not around."

That is not something I would agree with, that's for sure.

"I am not comfortable entrusting our children's care to anybody other than ourselves."

"I don't think I understand your objection to having two nannies on hand. You will be at home with the nanny and oversee them when they are present. I can't be with you and the children 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. My company partners with a backup care provider and has them on-site at several of our sites for working parents who do not have a babysitter or cannot afford one.

We have sufficient funds to hire two or three qualified individuals to relieve the stress of caring for five children. Previously, I would not have agreed, but you cannot really handle five babies while I am away. I intend to work remotely for the first two months, as I anticipate that period will be challenging for you."

I don't feel comfortable having someone I don't know taking care of the babies; it's simply something that doesn't work for me. I don't believe he was getting it. On the other hand, I was aware that it would not be simple for me to do the task on my own, and the very thought of it caused me to feel overwhelmed and emotional. I didn't want to act like a brat, so I got up and thought it would be best to go to my room until I could get a grip on how I was feeling.

"Where are you going?" he asked as I moved from the chair.

"To my room. Thanks for lunch."

I was taken aback as his arm suddenly came around behind me, wrapped around my waist, and drew me closer to him. "I do not like you leaving during an important discussion."

I was so taken aback by the way he was staring at me and the fact that his arm was around my waist that I don't even recall what we were talking about.

Was he conscious that he shouldn't touch me this way?

"I-I just need to gather my thoughts." I really needed to.

"What are these thoughts? Why don't you enjoy the idea of another person assisting with the kids?" He questioned while drawing me closer with his hand.

Why have I never noticed that he has such a sexy mole until now? Oh, wait, I had never been this near to his lips before.

I knew that if I kept looking at him like that, I would kiss him, and I had to get a grip on myself. I had to pull myself away from him to keep my sanity.

"Let's resume this conversation later. I need a nap, and I guess you wanted to get back to work."

"Okay," he responded and stood up.

I turned to walk away from him when I heard him say, "I have been thinking about something."

"What's that?" I turned around to face him.

"We don't need separate bedrooms."

"What do you mean by that? You asked for a room. I remember we discussed this even with the agreement." Was I crazy? I don't even remember; the entire agreement annoyed me.

"Is that in our agreement, though?" he raised an eyebrow and looked at me.

"I don't remember, so what are you saying you don't want us having separate rooms?"

He walked toward me, "why should you and I sleep in two different rooms when married?"

So now he wants us to share a room? I didn't design my room for two, and I don't have enough closet space for him either; I hope he can understand this.

"I am a hugger, I snuggle to things, I have a body pillow that I sleep with. If you sleep in the same bed as me, there are chances I will be all up on you. I don't think you want to share a bed with me."

"Let me decide that, but thanks for letting me know your sleeping habits. Give it some thought, and let me know what you think. However, I don't think it benefits us to have separate rooms. I also would hate to only visit your room when it's sex-related."

"Well, it would be once a month, so I guess that would be fine."

"Seokjin, did you review the agreement before signing it?"

Okay, now I was confused, "what do you mean?" We signed the agreement together after he had reviewed the changes I made. 

"Maybe you should go and review the final agreement we signed." He responded and walked off with a smile. 

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A/N: Currently feeling under the weather, but since this chap was already almost finalized. I wanted to finalize it and update it tonight. Depending on how I feel when I wake up tomorrow and through the weekend I might be MIA for a bit. Hoping that ain't the case.