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╔.▪.═══════════════╗CHAPTER SIXTEEN• ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ •

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You walked into the kitchen and saw Taehyung sitting on a stool around the island eating cereal.

"I'm going to the doctors, Tae." You informed as you grabbed your bag then kissed his cheek.

"What?" He spun around in his chair, held your hand to stop you from walking away, and pulled you in between his legs. "Are you sick? Do you want me to come with you?" He questioned as his hands gently massaged the sides of your hip.

"I think I'm coming down with a cold or something." You lied. "And no, I'm a big girl."

"Are you sure?" He arched an eyebrow.

"Yes." You smiled and leaned down to kiss him.

"Okay," He pouted. "I love you."

"And I love you."

• • • •

The doctor walked into the room with a folder in her hand and smiled at you.

"I have your results from your blood test." She opened the folder. "The pregnancy test you took was correct—you are pregnant." She informed you.

"Do you know how many weeks?"

"Yes," She opened the folder and looked at the paper. "You are four weeks pregnant."

"Great." You muttered sarcastically.

"Are you not happy you're pregnant?"

"It's not that." You sighed. "I'm just not living the fit mother-to-be life."

"Adoption or abortion is always an option." She advised.

"No," You shook your head. "I'll just have to talk to my husband."

"In case you do want an abortion, here's a pamphlet." She grabbed the paper off the counter and handed it to you. "It has all the information you need to know. And if you do plan on it, the sooner the better."

• • • •

"You know, I could really use some help here!" You jokingly shouted from the kitchen as you put away groceries.

Taehyung walked into the kitchen with a dejected look on his face.

"What's wrong?"

He opened his mouth to speak as he looked up from the floor, but nothing came out.

"Taehyung?" You asked worriedly.

"I was planning to go to the boys' house later and I needed my car keys so I checked in your bag," He held up the abortion pamphlet. "But I also found this."

"Taehyung-"

"Are you pregnant?" He interrupted.

You breathed in deeply then answered, "Yes."

"What are you doing with this?!" He shouted.

"Taehyung-"

"Are you planning on aborting our child?!"

"Taehyung let me speak!" You rose your tone. "I told the doctor I wasn't living the perfect mother life, so she gave me the pamphlet. I wasn't nor am I planning on aborting this baby."

"Really?"

"Yes." You responded. "This is our baby."

Once you said those words, sadness and worry left Taehyung causing glee and euphoria to take over. He ran over to you and lifted you up, twirling you in a circle. Once he set you down you were bombarded with kisses. He kneeled in front of you and lifted your shirt.

"I'm so excited to meet you, little man... or girl." He beamed.

"Taehyung!" You giggled.

"You're. Gonna be. So loved." He said in between the kisses he gave your stomach.

He got back up and cupped your face.

"You make me so happy, Y/N." He grabbed your hand and placed it over his heavy beating heart. "How can a girl do that to a guy?"

You bit your bottom lip as you smiled.

"God!" He shouted. "I'm so in love with you Kim Y/N!"

He pulled you into a passionate kiss.

• • • •

"Y/N's pregnant?!" Jin shouted.

"Yes!" Taehyung answered in the happiest tone.

"Oh my fucking g- she's... oh my god." Hoseok put his hand over his heart.

"Damn that child is gonna have the best uncles, I swear." Jungkook declared.

"I'm so proud of you, Tae. You're gonna be a father!" Namjoon embraced his friend.

"We should celebrate! Strip club?" Yoongi suggested.

"No." Taehyung rebuked.

"Coke?"

"Yoongi, I'm going to be a father. I can't be that childish horny kid that does coke 24/7 anymore."

"Aish, you're right." Yoongi agreed.

"How about we just drink some Soju and beers to celebrate. We don't need girls or coke." Jimin suggested.

"I like that idea, my dear friend." Taehyung grinned.

• • • •

You heard your phone ring and you immediately picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Mrs. Kim? There's a man here at the front who says he's your husband's old friend," One of Taehyung's men informed. "Would you allow him to come in?"

You peeked out the kitchen window and saw a white vintage Mustang.

"That's fine. Let him in." You answered. "The gates are unlocked, so just open them and let his car in."

A few seconds later you heard a knock on the door and went to go open it.

"Hi." You greeted. "You must be Taehyung's old friend."

"I'm more than just an old friend." He grabbed your hand and kissed the back of it. "It's nice to finally meet you." He smirked.

There was something about that smirk—so vile, so repulsive.

"I'm Lee Wonhae."

• • • •

Taehyung finally arrived home. He made his way to the living room and to his surprise you were tied to a chair with tape over your mouth as tears ran down your cheeks and blood ran down the side of your face, but the worst sight was Wonhae holding a gun against the back of your head.

"P-please don't hurt her." Taehyung pleaded.

You've never seen Taehyung so afraid of someone. Sometimes he would get intimidated though he would never show it—but with this man, you could see the fear clouding his eyes.

"Sit down, son." Wonhae pointed at the chair that was a few feet away and facing you. "It's time for a real family meeting."

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I'm really out here just throwing you surprise after surprise. Hehe, I'm sorry :>