Chapter twenty-three || 스물 세 장
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23| Figuring it out🍥
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Taehyung and I sat on the bed talking for a long time. He apologized for jumping to conclusions and not staying to talk with me, and he also wanted reassurance that I was sure about having the baby. He didn't want me to make my decision based on what he so obviously wanted.

I assured him over and over that I wanted the same thing and he eventually accepted that as the truth it was.

"I shouldn't have told Jennie and Kook, not without talking to you first. I was just...uh... upset?" He said as more of a question, frowning like it was a foreign emotion for him.

We were interrupted by a knock on the door and Taehyung sighed as he got up and answered the door to an apologetic looking Jennie.

She came into the room sheepishly and sat down before me, launching into a long explanation for her behavior. I tried to protest and explain that I understood, but she wouldn't let me get a word in.

"y/n, really, I'm so sorry I was rude to you," Jennie said again sincerely, after she'd been apologizing for ten minutes.

"It's ok, it was all just a misunderstanding. We all said some things we didn't mean." I wasn't really mad at her, she had reacted to what she thought she knew, and said something without thinking, hadn't I done the same thing, and she was always going to protect Taehyung, and I knew that.

Taehyung, Jennie and I had all acted in shock. Assumptions had been made and we'd all said or done something that had hurt someone else, even though we hadn't meant to. It was just another part of being part of such a close family, sometimes mistakes were made and feelings got hurt, but that didn't mean there was no getting over it.

"No, I should never have spoken to you like that. It's just, V was so sure that you were going to ....," She waved her hand rather than saying the words. "...And he was so upset and then when he started crying, well...."

"Fuck Jennie, do have to keep bringing that up?" Taehyung moaned. It was at least the fifth time she'd mentioned it since she'd begun her apology.

"Seriously? That's going to keep coming up for years," she smirked at him.

"I'm gonna... go fucking shoot someone or drive my car fast," Taehyung said getting up.

"Need to find your balls?" Jennie laughed.

"Fuck off," he scowled at her, before kissing me on the cheek. "I love you Princess," he smiled.

"Go drive the bondmobile, just don't shoot anyone," I warned him and he laughed as he left the room.

"I am sorry y/n."

"It's fine Jennie. Really, I get it. I did the same, I reacted and said things that I didn't realize Taehyung had taken the wrong way, I had no idea why he looked upset at first, and then he just left, so I didn't get a chance to ask what he was thinking."

"I guess V's not the only hot headed motherfucker in the house," she sighed. "When I saw you, I just reacted, I mean, I wasn't judging you for the decision I thought you made, I was just angry that you'd apparently been so blunt with him about it."

"I was shocked, but I never even considered not having the baby. I was just overwhelmed."

"I'm not surprised, a baby, that's big," she smiled.

"It's massive," I sighed.

"How do you feel about it?"

"To be honest, I don't know. I'm stunned, I can't quite believe it, and we still have so much to figure out. It's all so surreal. I mean we're going to be responsible for a person, who will depend on us for everything. That's huge Jennie."

She nodded agreeing. "You and V can handle it," she said confidently.

"You think?" I knew Taehyung and I were strong, that we had overcome a lot, but we were both young, we hadn't been together that long and I knew that a baby could change things; it had for my own parents and that was my biggest worry.

My mom had soon grown disillusioned with Busan and my dad and while I couldn't imagine ever not wanting to be with Taehyung, I was worried that I might have some of my mom's personality traits. Before I met Taehyung I too had been desperate to escape the dreary little town, although things had changed in the last few months.

"Yes absolutely, and we'll all be here to help y/n."

"Thanks," I said, feeling relieved. The Kims had never been anything but supportive to me, so I knew it wouldn't change now.

"Are we ok, I mean, can you forgive me?" She asked looking uncertain; it was unusual for Jennie to ever look anything less than confident.

"Of course, we're family," I smiled.

"We are. And you're my new hero."

"What?" I said confused.

"You made V cry like a little girl y/n. That shits fucking priceless."

"Don't," I giggled, "he's embarrassed enough as it is and there's nothing wrong with a man crying."

"If you say so," she clearly didn't agree and I shook my head at her.

We made our way downstairs and I panicked when I heard Taehyung yell "Motherfucker! I'm gonna kick your fucking ass!" followed by Jungkook laughing loudly. Given Taehyung's earlier mood I was concerned that they were fighting.

"Hah! I just banged the Princess," I heard Jimin snicker.

"Good one," Jungkook said. "Oh look, I just knocked her...."

"If you finish that sentence with up, I'm gonna ...."

"Cry?" Jungkook guffawed.

"Fuck you! I swear to God, I'm going to fucking shoot you in the head if you keep talking about knocking the Princess...."

"Off! I was going to say off!" Jungkook shouted but I could still hear laughter in his voice.

I all but ran into the room, only to find them locked in a fierce and intense round of Mario Kart on the Wii. The language coming out of them was extraordinary and Jimin and Jungkook were taking great delight in driving their cars into the Princess's while yelling various innuendos involving the words banging and knocking. Of course, this left Taehyung looking furious and me blushing stupidly from where I stood in the doorway next to Jennie.

"Peaches, Little Momma y/n!" Jungkook called when he noticed us.

I scowled at the nickname and hoped it didn't stick as I made my way over to Taehyung.

"Congrats," Jimin smiled.

"Thanks," I said as the boys put down their steering wheels and Taehyung pulled me into his lap.

"So when are you two gonna get married?" Jungkook asked. "Before or after Little y/m becomes Big y/n?"

"You know V, with you being the groom, it adds a whole new meaning to the term shotgun wedding," Jimin snorted and Taehyung gave him the finger.

"Woah!" I held up my hands. "No one said anything about a freaking wedding."

"I just said something about a wedding," Jungkook said while he looked at me like I was stupid.

"So did I," Jimin smirked.

"You know what I meant," I rolled my eyes at them.

"You don't want to marry me Princess?" Taehyung asked, although he looked amused as opposed to looking hurt, like he had last time he said it.

"You'll have to actually ask me, if you want the answer to that," I laughed. Was I in a rush to get married, no, but if Taehyung asked I would undoubtedly say yes. I loved him, I couldn't ever see that changing, we were having a baby, that was far more binding than a marriage certificate, and I was already part of this family, I was already an honorary Kim, a wedding would just make it legal. And if I was honest I loved the idea of being Taehyung's wife.

"I asked you earlier," Taehyung frowned.

"He proposed!" Jennie yelled looking shocked.

"No, he did not!" I told her.

"Well, I kinda did."

"How do you kinda propose V?" Jennie narrowed her eyes at him. "You either buy a big fucking diamond ring and get down on one knee or you don't, there is no kinda!"

"Uh, well, I just said that we should get married and live happily ever after."

"Oh my God! You are such a fucking moron." She shook her head at him.

"What? We should," Taehyung stated simply. "So what do you think Princess?" He turned to me.

I gaped at him, stunned.

I was in no way expecting him to take me on a moonlit walk and serenade me before he dropped to one knee whilst declaring his undying love for me in a poem he'd written, that was obviously never going to be the way Taehyung proposed, but I had to admit I was expecting something a bit more romantic than a 'what do you think?'

"I think you need to work on your proposal skills," I told him.

"Is this one of those weird girl things that I'm gonna get wrong?" He sighed.

"Yes," Jennie and I answered at the same time.

"Great," Taehyung smiled big and fake.

We sat around chatting until JaeIn called us for dinner and not much later I went up to bed exhausted after a stressful weekend. It was a little anti-climactic to simply climb into bed and know that I had to get up to school in the morning.

I mean, I had been given this huge, life altering news but things weren't any different in the here and now. Being pregnant had changed everything and nothing at the same time. I felt apprehensive, but excited, nervous, yet but thrilled. There were so many emotions running through my head and I couldn't help it when my hand rested over my stomach as I settled down to go to sleep.

Taehyung climbed in beside me, smiling softly as he caught me caressing my belly.

"I love you Princess," he said kissing my cheek and pulling me so my back was against his chest. His hand settled over mine, and I fell asleep quickly, safe and secure, wrapped in his arms.

I protested when he woke me the following morning, but reluctantly got out of bed, showered and wolfed down the breakfast JaeIn had waiting when I arrived in the kitchen.

Taehyung drove me to school, and all day long I felt like I was carrying this huge secret around with me, although, thankfully no one could tell there was anything different about me.

Christ, if JaeIn and Mr. Kim weren't so on the ball, I wouldn't have even known there was something different about me. But there was and while I was still shocked, I found myself smiling every time I thought about the little person inside me.

After school, Taehyung and I met with Mr. Kim in his office to discuss my pregnancy. He gave us a lot of information and performed a quick check up. He also provided me with some pre-natal vitamins to take every morning. From the rough dates I gave to him, Mr. Kim thought I was about seven weeks pregnant and estimated that I was due towards the end of June. He said he'd arrange for an ultrasound around twelve weeks to get a more exact date, and assured us he'd refer us to a good doctor.

That night, Taehyung and I talked at length about the future and what we wanted to do once the baby came and he was happy to do whatever I wanted. If I wanted to get a house of our own he'd buy me one, if I wanted to stay where we were at home with his family, he was happy for us to do that, if I still wanted to go to college, he was fine with that too.

Taehyung assured me that he would be there every step of the way and that his family would help us out whenever they could. We discussed hiring a full time nanny so that I could still study, but I knew I did not want to go down that road. I wanted Taehyung and I to raise our baby together, and I was lucky that he could easily afford for me to that; not everyone had that luxury, especially at our age.

College could wait a year or two. I still wanted to go, but finding out I was pregnant had shifted my plans and priorities slightly.

We agreed that staying at the house while I was pregnant was for the best and I was relieved that I could still graduate High School before the baby was due. As long as I kept my grades up and passed my finals, I could defer going to college for a year or two, but I couldn't see myself wanting to go in the fall when the baby would still be so young.

When I started yawning Taehyung went to shower while I changed into my pajamas and settled into bed.

He climbed in beside me and I rolled on to my side so I was facing him.

I kissed him slowly, leisurely, letting him know he was my everything. He put his hand on my hip pulling me closer to him and I threw my leg over his waist, moaning as I came into contact with his body.

We kissed feverishly, and I pulled at his hair as I ground myself against him before it became too much and I needed him right then and there.

I loosened my grip in his hair and slid my hands down his chest. When I got to his boxers, I pushed on them, making my intentions clear. Taehyung grabbed my hand and held it in his, seemingly content just kissing me.

"Taehyung," I whimpered, sounding desperate and breathy as I pulled away from him, breaking our kiss, "Please."

"We can't," Taehyung gasped.

"Why not?" I panted.

"Uh, the baby."

"What about the baby?"

"It's like, right there, I might, uh, disturb it, or something."

I stared at him incredulously and I'm sure I heard him mumble something random about not wanting the baby to be blind before I burst out laughing.

It was two weeks later when I finally reached the end of my rope. Taehyung would kiss me, spend all night worshipping me with his talented fingers and mouth but he absolutely refused to have sex with me. I don't know why, but I was horny all the time and it was grating on my nerves. I'd argued, reasoned and tried to seduce him into it and he was still holding firm.

"Is everything alright?" Mr. Kim asked startled, as I stormed into his office without knocking, pulling Taehyung behind me.

"No! Taehyung thinks he's going to poke the baby in the eye," I said bluntly to Mr. Kim, who looked at me blankly for a few moments.

I knew the exact moment he understood what I was saying, because he threw his head back and laughed loudly. Taehyung glared at me. I listened smugly, while Mr. Kim gave Taehyung the 'sex during pregnancy' talk. He blushed and coughed his way through the ten-minute lecture.

When Mr. Kim was done, Taehyung stood up to leave and I smirked at him.

He bent down and kissed my cheek softly before moving up to whisper in my ear, "Let's see if you're still smirking when I'm done with you tonight Princess." I felt tingles travel down my spine as I stared after him as he left the room, I felt myself get hot and bothered, but, come on, it had been two weeks!

"...You feeling?" I vaguely registered that Mr. Kim was talking to me.

"Huh?" I turned back to him and tried to shake of the lust filled haze I was currently experiencing.

"You feel ok?" Mr. Kim prompted me, chuckling.

"Oh, uh, yeah, fine actually, much better than last week."

"I think you might be further along than we originally thought. I'm going to book you in for an ultrasound. We can get a more accurate picture of things then."

"Really!" I couldn't wait to see my baby, and make sure it was healthy and things were progressing as normal.

Although it had never been my intention to get pregnant senior year, now it had happened and I'd got my head around it, I was quite excited. The thought of a little person who was half me and half Taehyung had completely taken over.

Mr. Kim told me he'd make some calls and try to get me scheduled in with one of his old colleagues in the next week and I skipped out of his office to find Taehyung and tell him that we would get to see our baby.

To say he was excited would be an understatement. He swept me into his arms and took me straight to his room to show me just how much he loved me, finally giving me exactly what I had been craving these last two weeks.

He was cautious and gentle, more so than he had ever been, even during our first time. I knew he was still worried about causing the baby harm, but as he slid in and out of me, and we settled into a rhythm, he finally let go of his careful control and had me trembling and panting beneath him in minutes.

He followed quickly after and collapsed to the side of me, avoiding putting any of his weight on me. I loved him just a little bit more for being so concerned about the baby and me and I rolled onto my side to face him.

"I love you Taehyung," I told him.

"I love you Princess, so fucking much," He pulled me onto his chest and we lay in silence for a while before Jennie yelled up the stairs that dinner was ready.

The next morning, Mr. Kim informed Taehyung and I that he had scheduled us for a check up and ultrasound appointment for that Friday and the rest of the week passed in a blur of school, exhaustion and nervousness over the anticipation of my upcoming appointment.

Mr. Kim drove us to the hospital on Friday morning. Taehyung was jumpy and excited, but we were also nervous.

I think there was a part of us that knew once we saw the first image of the baby, it would somehow make this whole thing more real, and there was also a little worry that something might be wrong.

Mr. Kim stayed in the waiting room when I was called through to the doctor.

"Ms. Y/n?" The doctor looked down at my notes and then up at me as we entered his office.

"Hi," I smiled and he gestured for me to have a seat.

"I'm Dr Choi, it says here that you're unsure of your dates."

I nodded and sat down next to Taehyung.

"I'm fitting you in, very last minute, as a favor to an old colleague. Not everybody receives special treatment, or gets an appointment with me" He announced and I frowned. He wasn't giving off a very friendly vibe and he looked a bit stern. I looked over at Taehyung and he took my hand and gave me a smile.

"I take it this wasn't a planned pregnancy?"

"Uh, no," I admitted.

"But you weren't using contraception?"

"No, I mean, yes, I was on the pill, but um..." I shrugged. I wasn't sure how I'd ended up pregnant.

"And you're eighteen?"

"Uh yeah," I said and he shook his head.

"Still in High school?"

"Yes." The doctor shook his head again and sighed loudly.

"Your last period was September?"

"I think so," I cringed.

"You think so?" Dr Choi raised an eyebrow at me.

"Uh, well..." I trailed off, I was fairly certain I'd had a light period shortly after my dad died but those weeks were a bit of a haze and I wasn't going to get into it with the doctor.

"Perhaps you should pay more attention, if you think you are mature enough to have a sexual relationship, you should be responsible about it."

My eyebrows nearly shot off my head I was so shocked by his attitude.

"With all due respect..." I started, trying to be polite even though this man didn't deserve it.

"What the fuck is your problem?" Taehyung asked him bluntly, clearly not worried about politeness.

Dr Choi looked a bit taken aback that Taehyung had spoken to him like that and he muttered something under his breath.

"Sorry, speak up, I didn't quite catch that," Taehyung glared at him. I saw his jaw tense and his nostrils flare and I panicked, the last thing I wanted was for V to make an appearance at my appointment.

"Taehyung," I tried to calm him down, while the doctor wasn't being very professional, he probably didn't deserve to have Taehyung pull a gun on him and Taehyung looked about one wrong comment away from doing just that. I pulled out my phone and text Mr. Kim asking him to come to the room, hopefully, he could diffuse the situation before it got worse.

"I said," Dr. Choi squared his shoulders," that I'm sick of seeing teenagers coming in here thinking they're in love and that they are responsible enough to take care of a child. When the reality is they'll end up miserable with a baby they can't even take care of."

"You think I don't love her?" Taehyung said coldly.

Uh, oh. This was not going to end well.

"I think you're both too young to know a thing about real life. How exactly are you and your girlfriend planning to support this baby when you're both in high school?"

Taehyung stood up and took a step towards him and the good doctor seemed to lose some of his confidence when he caught the look in Taehyung's eyes.

"That is neither your concern nor your business Doctor, but if you think I'm going to sit here and let you look down your fucking nose at the Princess, when you don't know a damn thing about her or me, you are sadly mistaken. You condescending, self-righteous, little prick."

"Young man, I find your language offensive."

"Fuck you! I find your attitude offensive."

Mr. Kim came rushing into the room and Dr. Choi seemed to sigh in relief.

"What happened?" He asked, taking in Taehyung's face and the slightly cowering posture of Dr Choi.

"Mr. Kim, I'm sorry, I know you asked personally, but I don't think I can see this patient," Dr Choi said haughtily. "Unfortunately, her partner is rude and his behavior is threatening."

"What did you do?" Mr. Kim sighed.

"He..."

"Not him, you!" Mr. Kim quickly corrected his colleague.

"What?" Dr Choi gasped, "I didn't do anything."

"I know my son better than that, so I know you did something," he told him coldly.

Dr. Choi's eyes widened in understanding and I smirked at him. Taehyung was still looking like he wanted to kill him.

"I think you should leave," Mr. Kim told him.

Dr. Choi nodded and left the room.

"Really Taehyung, you couldn't stay calm for one appointment?" Mr. Kim arched his eyebrow.

"Dad, that guy is a first class dick. I've got a good mind to put in a formal complaint," Taehyung said seriously.

Mr. Kim and I looked at each other briefly before we both burst out laughing.

"God knows what he'll be like by the time you're ready to deliver," Mr. Kim shook his head as we got ourselves under control, while Taehyung grumbled about us laughing at him.

"Let me find the nurse," Mr. Kim left for a few moments before returning with a nurse who instructed me to lie down on a bed while Mr. Kim set up the machine.

I laid down and he squirted some gel on my belly. He took out a wand and pressed it down moving the gel around. "Now, I'm not an expert, but I should be able to give you a rough idea of the age and your due date," he said as some grey clouding came onto his screen. He moved the wand over my stomach pressing down a little.

I stared at the little screen, trying to make out anything but it just looked like static to me. After a little while Mr. Kim frowned and moved forward to squint at the screen.

"What, what is it?" Taehyung asked, "Is something wrong?"

"One second Taehyung," Mr. Kim mumbled.

I looked at Taehyung panicked, and he took my hand. I know this baby hadn't been planned and that I hadn't really known how to react to the news, but the thought that something might be wrong was terrifying.

"Mr. Kim please," I begged. "Is the baby alright? Can you see it?"

"Them," he leaned back and looked at me.

"What?"

"I can see them," he turned the screen towards us more and pointed. "You're having twins," he said stunned.

"Holy fuck!" Taehyung breathed. "And they're ok?"

"They look fine. Both have a strong heartbeat and they look to be around fourteen weeks, which would explain why y/n has been feeling better. This gives you a due date of around the 20th of May. So a little bit sooner than we first thought."

I stared at the image in awe, as the picture was now clearer than I thought it would be. I don't know what I had been expecting, maybe something that resembled a kidney bean, but they looked like babies. Like real little people. Mr. Kim pointed out heads, arms, legs, even the heartbeats. It was as amazing as it was terrifying.

"Princess?" Taehyung asked because I had yet to say anything.

I shook my head and took a tissue from Mr. Kim to wipe off my stomach. I'd only just got my head around one baby, and now we were going to have two. How the hell was I going to raise two babies?

Mr. Kim printed off some pictures and handed them to me as I sat up, I took them automatically and let Taehyung lead me out of the hospital, on the drive home he spoke with his dad but I had no idea what was being said.

I sat in the back of the car in a daze. Simply staring down at the photos I held in my hand.

Taehyung helped me out of the car and we walked through the front door to find a welcoming committee had gathered and awaiting our return, anxious and eager looks on all their faces.

"Let me see, let me see," JaeIn said excitedly, and I handed her over the scan photo numbly. JaeIn stared at it for a few seconds in awe as her eyes filled with tears.

"Twins?" She gasped, looking positively thrilled at the news.

Rose snatched it from her hand and whispered a "Wow."

Jennie took the picture from her and her hand went to her chest and she beamed.

Jimin looked over her shoulder, smiling as he took in the image.

"V, Dude! You knocked her up twice, you are the fucking man!" Jungkook yelled, giving Taehyung a fist bump.

"Um, I don't think that's quite how it works Jungkook," Mr. Kim interjected, as I stared at Taehyung, who despite being extremely intelligent, was looking really rather proud of himself.

He caught me staring and blushed, giving me a bashful smile and a shrug and damn if I didn't melt a little bit, because he was too adorable for words.

I was so caught up with Taehyung that I didn't notice Jungkook had dropped to his knees in front of me.

"Hey, Thing one and Thing two, I'm Uncle Kook. Can you hear me?" He shouted. "Can they hear me Little y/n?" He looked up at me with an excited look on his face.

"Probably, you're pretty fucking loud, the profoundly deaf would ask you to shut the fuck up," Taehyung said, pulling me away from Jungkook.

"You okay Princess?" He asked me, quietly, uncertainly, because I hadn't said one word since finding out and I hated that through all his family's excitement at this news, I was causing him to worry.

I looked around at all the Kims, at what was now my family too, and I knew that we were going to be okay. These babies were going to be born into a family that loved so completely. They would grow up surrounded by people who cared, and finally I smiled. I took his face in my hands and pulled him down so I could kiss him.

"I love you," I told him, and his answering smile, was so bright, so happy, that I couldn't help but be swept away with the excitement.

Taehyung and I could do this. Even though I was only eighteen, I knew Taehyung was it for me. We might have started early, but I had no doubts that Taehyung and I could be good parents.

The following Thursday was Thanksgiving and Yoongi and Jin came to stay at the house for the holiday weekend. It was full of fun and laughter and unlike any other I had experienced. Thanksgiving with my mom had usually consisted of a takeout and last year with my dad, I had cooked a small meal for us.

With the Kims though, there was a huge meal, a beautifully decorated table, and everyone had somehow helped out, although JaeIn did most of the work.

Jin was overjoyed with the news of my pregnancy, and he fussed over me the entire weekend, barely letting me lift a finger, annoying Taehyung and amusing the rest of the family to no end.

Everyone was in good spirits, until Yoongi informed us that Kai had recovered sufficiently enough to leave the country and he was now convalescing in Italy.

Taehyung was not happy that Kai was expected to make a full recovery, but Jin assured him that they would continue to keep track of his movements, and that for now, he was in no fit state to challenge them.

The criminal side of Kai's business had been taken over by a man named Suho. He and Jin had met, territories had been reinstated, and they were developing a fairly civil working relationship, with relatively little drama. Suho knew he couldn't compete with Jin, so he'd agreed to all the terms Jin had apparently laid out and everything remained calm and quiet in Seoul.

I had made arrangements to meet with Eunwoo over the holiday weekend. I hadn't seen him since the funeral, although we still spoke about once a week on the phone. Joy had moved in with him and was working at the Police Department in Busan, and I made sure that she wasn't going to be home before I agreed to go over.

Eunwoo had been made temporary Chief of Police in Busan as the small department consisted only of him and one other guy, who didn't want the job. It wasn't ideally the position Eunwoo desired, he wanted to be a detective, but this was a step in the right direction.

He often asked questions about Taehyung and the Kims and I always insisted I knew nothing and had never seen anything illegal. It was particularly bad after the weekend Taehyung was in Seoul, but I assured Eunwoo that Taehyung had been with me all the entire time.

Taehyung wasn't overjoyed that I was spending the afternoon with Eunwoo, but he drove me over to his house on Sunday afternoon. I needed to tell him about my pregnancy, and I was a little nervous. Taehyung told me it was "none of his fucking business," but I wanted to tell him myself before anyone else could.

After a tense staring match between Taehyung and Eunwoo, that ended when I pulled Taehyung to me to kiss him and promise to call him when I wanted picking up, I followed Eunwoo inside and noticed the changes that had been made since the last time I was here.

Joy's influence was everywhere and I laughed as I picked up the flowery cushions and Eunwoo blushed. I didn't like Joy any more than Eunwoo liked Taehyung, so we refrained from talking about them for the afternoon.

It was nice; we watched crappy TV and reminisced about my dad. Taehyung and his family were always happy to listen to my stories about my dad, but Eunwoo knew him more personally. He had his own stories to tell from the years he'd spent growing up around him and then from being colleagues and friends with my dad. That was why I kept him in my life; I needed someone who was a connection to my father.

We ordered Pizza for dinner and we were munching away when Eunwoo asked me about college.

"Have you got any acceptances yet?"

"Oh, yeah, Seoul and Newyork, I haven't heard from the others yet."

"Let me guess, you're going to Seoul," Eunwoo rolled his eyes.

"Well, um, actually I'm deferring."

"What!" he yelled. "Why, so you can stay here with Kim? Y/n don't do that, you've always been desperate to go to college, don't let him stop you. Christ! That boy has done enough, you don't have to do everything he wants."

"I'm not, Taehyung was always going to come to Seoul with me," I said angrily. "He was prepared to go to Newyork, Alaska or anywhere else, if that's what I chose, so don't try to make out he is anything other than supportive, because you're wrong," I glared at him.

"Ok, I'm sorry," Eunwoo held up his hands and I calmed myself down a bit. "So why aren't you going?"

"Oh, well, you see, I'm kinda, sorta..." I hesitated and Eunwoo gave me a look that said 'go on'.

"Pregnant," I finished lamely.

"Come again?" He almost screeched, wide eyed and startled by my announcement.

I actually laughed nervously, because the look on his face was comical. He looked like one of those cartoon characters, with his eyes bugging out of his head and I was almost expecting steam to come out of his ears.

"What...how...what...!" He spluttered and I gave him a couple of minutes to compose himself.

"You're having it, you're staying here to have the baby?" he said eventually and I nodded.

"The baby will be a Kim."

"So?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

"That family is no good y/n, you shouldn't want to be a part of it. I know you don't believe me, but I won't let you get dragged down by them, you're better than that."

"Eunwoo," I warned.

"What the hell would your dad think?" he shouted. "He'd be so disappointed in you."

I blinked back tears that he would say that to me.

"I'm just gonna go," I said getting up and heading for the door.

"No! Y/n wait. I'm sorry ok, listen, you have other options," he said hurriedly. "You could come and stay here, if you didn't want to leave Busan or stay with your mom. You don't have to stay with him. I can help you raise the baby."

"What!"

"y/n, I'm your best friend, or at least I was before the Kims came along, I... I would be good to you, we could make it work. I'd do right by you y/n, you know I would," he rambled as I continued to stare at him.

"We could...uh well we can get married if you want."

I gaped at him horrified that he would even suggest something like that, and also, what the hell was up with the men in my life and their crappy proposals.

"You...you have a girlfriend," I stuttered stupidly, like that was what was stopping me.

"I'll explain the situation to Joy, she'll understand."

I snorted, because the man was clearly crazy and Joy, well, she had never once struck me as the understanding type.

"Just think about it, I can protect you, you don't have to be scared of the Kims."

"I'm not scared of them at all! Right now I'm more scared of you. Are you insane?"

"No, I'm trying to help you y/n, I'm trying to be a good friend, and I'm trying to do what your dad would want me to do."

"Don't you dare bring my dad into this!" I yelled at him, before I pulled out my phone and called Taehyung, asking him to come and pick me up, while Eunwoo watched me.

"y/n if you have his baby, you'll never escape," he said when I'd hung up.

"I don't want to escape! I love him, and he loves me. Can't you just be happy for me?"

"Oh yeah, I'm over the fucking moon for you. You're eighteen, in high school, pregnant by a boy who is believed to be one of the most dangerous men in South Korea, a known killer, and thought to be in line to take over the Kim family. Congratulations!"

"You know what, I'll wait outside," I stormed out of his house and stood in his drive, waiting for Taehyung.

"I know you don't want to hear it Y/n, but Detective Park is convinced that the Kims here in Busan are far more involved with Jin and Yoongi than we've ever believed. I'm warning you that if you stay with him, you will be brought into this. Do you know they already have a file on you in organized crime, you are now officially a person of interest because of you relationship with all the Kims."

"Excuse me?" I gasped against my will; I had been intending to ignore him.

"That's right y/n, and now you want to bring a kid into your life? When are you going to realize that Kim isn't who you think he is?"

"His name is Taehyung! And I know who he really is. So just stop! I'm proud that these babies will be Kims, because that means they will be bought up in a warm, loving, close knit family, by good people that adore them."

"What do you mean them?"

"We're having twins Eunwoo, and Taehyung and I are going to be together. I don't care what you think of him and if you want us to be friends then you have to accept that I love him and I'm going to be with him, no matter what you say."

"Well then I guess we can't be friends," Eunwoo said. "I'll never accept that and I will never stop trying to make you see who he really is."

I turned my back on him and we stood in silence for several minutes before Taehyung pulled up.

"I won't give up y/n," Eunwoo called as I jumped into Taehyung's car.

"How did it go Princess?" Taehyung asked as soon as I was seated.

"He wasn't best pleased with the news, but it's got nothing to do with him," I shrugged.

Taehyung looked me over, "what happened? What did he say?"

"Nothing. Can we just go," I said more testily than I should have, because I was angry with Eunwoo not Taehyung.

"What the fuck did you say to her?" Taehyung was out of the car before I could stop him.

"I just told her the truth," Eunwoo shrugged as I got back out of the car and headed towards Taehyung.

"I didn't ask if you told her the truth did I you fucking moron. I asked what you said to her. If I find out you upset her, I'll..."

"Taehyung!" I yelled, interrupting him. Eunwoo would just love Taehyung to threaten him.

"You'll what Kim...hmm," Eunwoo smirked knowing that he was pushing.

"Taehyung please let's go, please, I want to go home."

"No y/n, I want to hear what he has to say, you keep telling me he's so wonderful, let's see your perfect boyfriends true colors come to light."

"I have nothing to say to you. I'm just feeling a little over-protective, with her being pregnant and all, I don't want her getting upset, it's not good for her or our babies," Taehyung said too calmly, taking my hand and leading back to his car and settling me into the seat.

Eunwoo scowled at Taehyung before promptly turning around and storming into his house, slamming the door behind him.

Taehyung didn't get in to the car for a few minutes, he stood, fists clenched and breathing heavy until he finally he got himself under control.

"What did he say to you?" He asked, starting the car and pulling onto the road.

"Uh, lots of stuff, nothing of any importance."

"You're lying."

"I'm not lying, I'm.... withholding."

"Well don't."

"I'll tell you when we get home." The last thing I needed to do was to tell him everything Eunwoo had said while he was driving, or while we still weren't that far from Eunwoo's house.

Taehyung narrowed his eyes, but thankfully carried on driving. As soon as we arrived at the house he took my hand and led me up the stairs and into the bedroom.

"Talk to me Princess, please, tell me why you're you so upset." Taehyung knew me so well; he knew I was upset even if I tried to hide it from him.

So I talked. I told him what Eunwoo had said about Detective Park. I told him that they knew Taehyung was due to take over the family, and I told him about Eunwoo wanting me to leave the Kims and go live with him. I told him almost everything.

Taehyung listened intently, and after I was done he took a couple of minutes to process all that I said.

"So he asked you to what, live with him and his bitch girlfriend, happily raising our children in some kind of weird fucked up threesome?" Taehyung asked.

"Uh, no...I don't think Joy was really part of his plan. I think he meant for him and me to...." I winced.

"What makes you think that?"

"Um, well...he said that we could get married," I mumbled.

"I'm sorry, he said what?"

"You heard."

"Motherfucker! What the ever-loving fuck did he think he was doing, fucking proposing to my fucking girlfriend! What kind of dickish, snide, underhand, son of a bitch is he?"

"I think he was just shocked, it's not a big deal, he didn't really mean it."

"Are you serious right now?"

"There's just no point getting upset about it Taehyung. It doesn't matter; I told him that he had to accept us being together if he wanted us to be friends and he said he couldn't do that. So I doubt I'll see him again," I shrugged. I couldn't help feeling a little sad that I couldn't keep the relationship I had with , but if it was a choice between Taehyung and Eunwoo, I'd choose Taehyung every time.

"He said he didn't want to be your friend!" Taehyung looked incredulous.

"Yeah," I sighed wearily, trying to hold back my tears, pregnancy hormones and knowing the last positive link to my dad was now broken were making it difficult." It's fine Taehyung, things change."

"You do know that I am going to kill him, don't you Princess."

"No, you're not."

"I'm almost certain that I am." He stated, grabbing his keys and walking out of the bedroom.

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(a/n)
So the next one may take some time for me to update, i know im leaving you guys on a cliff hanger, but it's finals week :(
I'll try updating next week hopefully.
Wish me luck! And thank you for the support xx