Locked inside his room, Jimin had the time to really think about the argument between Taehyung and Jungkook. The couple rarely fought, so he knew that it would take them awhile to get over something as severe as this.

Jimin can't get the look of hurt on Jungkook's face out of his head. There was a type of pain there that he knew wouldn't be fixed by a simple sorry on Taehyung's part. Taehyung had taken away a right of his. The youngest member of their friend group had tears of absolute betrayal streaming down his face, as though he had lost something so precious to him, something he didn't even know had existed until this afternoon.

The pregnant male pictured Yoongi being in the same position as Jungkook, clueless to the fact that there was even a baby at all, then to be told that it was thrown away without him ever knowing. Jimin never wants to see that same face on Yoongi. It would destroy him. How Taehyung lived with that guilt for so long, Jimin is unsure. He must have been living in agony for quite some time.

All Jimin has wanted this entire time was for Yoongi to live in happiness.

He finally let his hand rest on his stomach for the first time as he laid in bed, thinking about the older. He closed his eyes and let his memories consume him.

He opened his eyes, observing the beautiful afternoon sky full of springtime birds fluttering about. The weather was perfect, and the sun poked through the clouds, blinding him a bit. He turned his head to the side and saw his best friend laying there beside him and smiled.

They were both breathing hard after playing an intense game of tag, but they didn't mind just laying here for a bit. The slight breeze was nice. The sky was so pretty during this time of year. The sun was going to set before too long, so there was pretty pinks and orange hues mixed with the blues, but that also meant they were going to have to go inside before too long. Jimin didn't want to go back home yet. He wanted to keep playing with Yoongi. The seven year old started to jut his lip out in a pout at the thought.

Yoongi turned and saw the sad puppy look on his best friend's face. The eight year old, reached over and grabbed Jimin's hand, interlocking their fingers. "Don't be sad Jiminie, we can always play some more tomorrow" he reassured the younger, flashing his precious gummy smile.

This was their routine. They were next door neighbors, so every day, after grade school, the pair would run outside together, playing super heroes or cowboys. They were inseparable.

Jimin turned over, facing Yoongi, placing both his chubby little hands on the older's cheeks, squishing them together. "Yoonie's smile is sooo pwetty" he declared and giggled. Younger Jimin was more bold.

Yoongi visably blushed at the compliment, and pinched one of Jimin's chubby cheeks between his fingers. "Jiminie's smile is much prettier than hyungs" he admitted.

Jimin's face turned a dark shade of red, as he smacked Yoongi's hand away from his face. Yoongi chuckled as he started to tickle the younger. The two rolled around in the grass giggling until their clothes earned more grass stains and their mothers called them to come back inside for dinner.

Twenty year old Jimin rubbed his flat, but now firm stomach at the memory. He couldn't help but wonder if this baby would have his eye smile, or perhaps Yoongi's precious gummy smile. Maybe it would have a combination of the two.

Would they be as sweet and thoughtful as Yoongi was as a child?

Jimin closed his eyes again.

At fourteen, Jimin finally recieved his results that determined that he was a male carrier. He was a late bloomer, so his tests were taken a little later than most.

Two years prior, Yoongi was tested and his results came back negative. He would not be able to concieve.

Jimin's classmates would always tease him for most likely being a carrier, like it was a bad thing to be a male carrier, even though it was fairly common now. It was a part of biology. He was petite, so other kids would just assume. But Jimin always denied it. He was sure that he wasn't one. If Yoongi wasn't a carrier, than he didn't want to be one either.

Of course, his results came back positive.

When word got out, other kids bullied him, calling him a woman and some derogatory slurs. The only person who hadn't changed around him was Yoongi. The older didn't care one way or another. Unfortunately, they didn't have classes together because Yoongi was in the grade above him.

At lunch, Jimin carried his tray to his and Yoongi's usual table. He wasn't paying attention and bumped into someone. When he looked up, fear filled his eyes as he saw his biggest bully staring down at him. "Watch where you're going, bitch!"

"I'm s-sorry" Jimin stuttered, keeping his head down.

"What was that? You're s-s-sorry?" he mocked, "You can't even speak right. You're just a weak little girl." The bully reached like he was going to push the smaller, but someone stepped in between them.

"Leave him alone," Yoongi sneered.

The bully raised a brow at Yoongi. "Why? It might do him some good to be pushed around. Maybe give him a back bone. He's just a little, pathetic, carrier bitch."

Yoongi wasn't having it. Their reason for hating Jimin for his biological makeup alone didn't make any sense. He swung his fist, hooking it right into the other boy's jaw. "Jimin is perfect the way he is."

This is probably when Jimin first noticed his feelings for the older. Yoongi was his handsome protector. He thought Jimin was perfect, and hearing that made his heart swell. He was grateful that Yoongi was willing to stand up for him, even if it landed him in detention for the rest of the day. He was Jimin's hero.

A single tear trailed down Jimin's cheek at this memory. Yoongi used to be so protective of him. He looked up to the blonde. He could count on him. He was so handsome, so considerate, so goofy, so charming.

And what really sucks is that even after everything that's happened... all the pain, all the stress, all the worry...

He still loved Yoongi.

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Jimin and Taehyung waited patiently in the lobby of the doctor's office. The older was relieved that Taehyung had agreed to come with him. The pair made up later that night, when the younger returned home. Taehyung knew that this wasn't Jimin's fault at all. He had kept a huge secret from the other. It was inevitable. This was a problem that wouldn't be resolved very easily. He never did find Jungkook that day and the younger boyfriend hasn't responded to any of Taehyung's texts. It goes straight to voicemail if he tries to call.

This appointment was Jimin's first ultrasound. He figured that this could help him finally come to a solid decision.

"Park Jimin?" the nurse called. The two boys stood, and Taehyung reached for Jimin's hand, being able to tell that the older friend was beyond nervous, as they were guided to a room that had a large ultrasound machine. Dr. Lee was there with her bright smile.

After asking basic questions about his diet, pregnancy symptoms, and concerns, she was ready to start.

"Alright, can I have you lay down on the examination table? Pull up your shirt, and pull the waist of your pants down a little so we can get a full view of your abdominal area." Jimin blushed as he did as she asked.

Before she got the machine ready, she looked over at Taehyung, "Are you the father?" The male bursted out in laughter at the question, causing Dr. Lee too look confused at what was so funny. "Oh God, no! I could never with him," he joked. "I'm a carrier too. I'm just here for support. But man, Jimbles and I would make some attractive babies!"

"Ignore him, please" Jimin said apologetically.

"Okay, Jimin, this will be cold." Dr. Lee squeezed a blue, freezing liquid on his stomach. She then placed the transducer wand on his belly, watching the image appear on the screen. "Alright, and here is your baby." She turned the screen toward the pair, and pointed to where a little blob, that kind of looked like baby was.

"Jiminie, look!" Jimin could hear Taehyung's voice crack a little, but he didn't care at the moment. Loving tears were filling his eyes, and he couldn't look away from the screen. That was his baby- his and Yoongi's baby.

Then Dr. Lee flipped a switch, and a consistent pounding noise echoed throughout the room. "What is that?" Taehyung asked, grabbing Jimin's hand once more.

"This is the baby's heartbeat," she answered.

As soon as Jimin heard it, he sobbed, "Oh God!" He covered his mouth. It was the most perfect sound he has ever heard.

He was flooded with guilt. He was guilty for even considering to get rid of his baby. He couldn't do that. This baby was half Yoongi, his love. He wanted this baby to grow up to look like Yoongi, to be everything good that Yoongi is.

From this moment, he decided he was going to be an amazing mother to his child. He's not sure of all of the details yet, but he was sure that he loved the innocent child he had created with the love of his life.

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Jimin's going to keep the little precious angel! I had a lot of trouble deciding exactly how to write this chapter, so I'm sorry if it seems a little sloppy or cliche!

Next chapter is going to be centered more around Yoongi and Jungkook! So be ready!

Thank you to __QueenJC__ for reading! It seriously means so much! If you haven't checked out her stuff before, please do! She's amazing!

-Sydney <3