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Chapter Three
Seokjin's eyes glistened as he shook his head while looking straight at the doctor. He lowered his head while trying to calm himself, breathing in and out.
"You have to be careful and you cant be put under a lot of stress, Mr. Kim." The doctor reminded him.
He bit his lower lip just by thinking what was about to come. He is scared and lost, he doesnt know what to do.
"Again, congratulations as you're two weeks pregnant." The doctor said once again.
He can only cracked a smile not even sure of how to feel.
He wants to be happy as he's carrying another life, his own flesh and blood but he is a lot more worried.
He's a member of a boy group for Pete's sake. On top of that, they are in the midst of promoting.
Yoongi. He shut his eyes closed as he think about his boyfriend. He's too busy. He has a lot of work to do and he's stressed more than he is. How can he break the news to him? How will he take all of this?
"T.. thank you. I hope that no one wont find out about this." Seokjin mumbled.
The doctor slowly nods his head and gave Seokjin a few reminders before the nurse escorted him out of the room.
He put his hoodie and his face mask on just to make sure that no one would notice him going in and out of the hospital most especially seeing an OB-Gyne.
He hailed a cab and immediately told the driver the address of their condo. He looked at all the people passing by and let out a sigh when he saw some of their posters in some botique and restaurants.
His lips quivered as he caressed his flat stomach. He let out a deep sigh feeling the weight on his shoulders. He's silently crying hoping that all of this is not true.
It's not like he hates the baby. No, that's not true. He just thinks that it is not the right time for him to get prenant. It wont do no good for him and the baby especially to his boyfriend, Yoongi.
He changed his mind and told the address of their company. When he arrives infront of the establishment, he went out of the car after paying the driver.
He walked as fast as he can and went inside the elevator taking off his hoodie and his face mask. He ran his fingers through his hair while breathing in and out.
He rang the doorbell in Yoongi's studio but he didnt get any response. He stomped his feet in nervousness as he rang the doorbell nonstop.
He was about to ring the doorbell again but stopped when Yoongi opened his door already. The irritated look on his face was replaced by a soft expression that is only meant for his Seokjin.
"Love, why?" Yoongi asked pulling Seokjin into a tight hug.
Yoongi was about to pull away from the hug but Seokjin just wrapped his arms around his neck making him chuckle.
He closed the door using his feet and did his best to sat on his swivel chair without falling down with Seokjin clinging onto him.
"Is my sweetheart okay, hm?" Yoongi hummed kissing the back of Seokjin's hand.
Yoongi loves him without a doubt. If Seokjin has anything that he's confident about, that would be Yoongi's love for him.
He can feel and he knows how much the younger loves him just like the way he loves him too. Yoongi is very vocal about his feelings for him confessing how much he couldnt do anything without Seokjin by his side.
Yoongi proudly admits it, he needs Seokjin to live or he'll just die.
"C'mon, love. Tell me. Something bothering you?" Yoongi asked in a soothing voice.
Yoongi pulled him closer while the older is still sitting on his lap. He placed his hands on Seokjin's thigh caressing it up and down.
He was about to say something about the issue but stopped when he saw a medicine poking out behind some CD's. He's sure that it's an anti-depressant, he knows it all too well as he saw how Yoongi takes it before.
"Oh! Sweetheart."
Seokjin's voice cracked as he looked straight at his boyfriend's eyes.
He forgot all of his problems and just focused on his man who's possibly having a hard time again.
He knows that Yoongi never takes antidepressant again unless all of it becomes all too much. Once he needs a medicine for it, it means that he's suffering a lot as he's being dependant in that particular capsule.
"Are you okay, ha? Love, tell me." Seokjin asked in a more desperate tone.
Yoongi furrowed his brows. He doesnt get as to why Seokjin suddenly looks like he's seconds away from breaking down and crying his heart out.
"You're taking anti-depressants again, lovie?" He softly asked.
Yoongi looks at the direction where Seokjin is looking at. He let out a faint smile and wrapped his arms around Seokjin's waist.
"No, sweet. That's not mine." He pecked the older's lips, "No worries." He mumbled.
Seokjin positioned himself right infront of Yoongi with his legs on the side of his waist still sitting on top of him with his hands placed on the younger's chest.
Yoongi gulped down at the sight of the beauty on top of him. Oh! How long has it been since he saw Seokjin in this position?
The older leans down and crashed his lips against the pale man's. They are both engaged in a passionate slow kisses. No lust but pure love just showing how much they adore and treasure each other.
Yoongi cupped the older's cheeks pressing their forehead against one another as he kissed the tip of his nose, smiling.
"You're so beautiful, Seokjin." Yoongi mumbled.
He kissed the older again. This time, more heated as he bit Seokjin's lower lip sliding his hands under the older's shirt making him gasped at the feeling of Yoongi's big hands on his chest.
Yoongi stopped and gave one last kiss on Seokjin's lips cupping both of his cheeks once again while staring at the older, still admiring his features.
"You're mine, right?" Yoongi asked, a bit hesitant.
He never claimed Seokjin. He is afraid to labeled Seokjin as his. Simply because he loves the older so much and he doesnt know if his feelings is being reciprocated like that.
He knows that Seokjin loves him, he just doesnt know to what extent.
"Im all yours, Yoongi. You own me." Seokjin breathed out.
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