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“It can’t be” Jimin whispers as he feels his throat getting tighter. He stops breathing for a second holding, along with the air inside his lungs, all the dangerous and nasty thoughts that started to bubble up as soon as he landed his eyes on the two blue lines that appeared just to mock him. He breathe out the air he is holding in, and just like that his eyes starts to water. He’s crying. He’s crying very hard and he can’t see and breathe and oh my god it’s positive he’s pregnant and he can’t, he can’t, he-
“Jimin? Jimin, can you hear me?” he hears Taehyung through the door but he can’t talk, all he can do is produce these loud and painful sobs that wrecks his entire body, the pregnancy test falls on the ground but he couldn’t care less, all he wants is for it to disappear along with the life that’s growing inside of him. “Jimin, listen to me sweetheart, open the door please. Everything’s going to be okay just please, open the door.”
Jimin takes a few steps towards the door, feeling already dizzy with the force of his crying, he manages to unlock the door after some trials, since it’s hard to see what he was doing. A second later he is engulfed by the arms of his best friend, who scents him to try to make him calm down a little. It works. As he feels warmth going from his neck to his body and he smells the sweet and familiar scent of his best friend, his mind clears a little. He takes some deep breaths between his sobs and ok good he can breathe now, he can actually breathe.
“Taetae what...” he sniffles, trying to get closer to his best friend, more than he already is. Taehyung sits on the floor of the bathroom, holding Jimin in his arms, bringing him down with him. Jimin goes along like a ragdoll, too weak minded to do anything. He sits on Taehyung’s lap, nose resting on the curve of his best friend's neck. He is making his skin wet with all the tears and snot, but Taehyung doesn’t mind. The beta stares at the pregnancy test resting besides them on the ground and sighs, starting to rub Jimin’s back to encourage him to calm down and talk. “What should I do Taetae?”
“Jimin” he stops as Jimin sobs loudly, the sound of it making his wolf restless. He never wants to see Jimin like that ever again. “Calm down ok? It’s ok, you’re going to be ok.”
“I don’t... I don’t think so.” he says with a weak voice, raising his head to stare at his best friend. He looks so lost, and Taehyung doesn’t know what to do. He was the one that suggested for Jimin to get tested — since the other had been complaining about dizziness for a while now — even if he was on contraceptives. He never thought it would be positive, he just suggested it to scratch out the option. “Why is it positive? I don’t, I can’t understand I took the pills every day I swear I didn’t skip one I’m sure of it I-”
“Hey, hey, hey” Taehyung says before Jimin catches himself in a loophole and forgets to breathe. “If you took the pills then it’s ok, then this test is wrong baby. No need to worry about it.”
He hopes he’s right. He hopes the test is wrong.
“We should go to see a doctor, huh?” Taehyung suggests, glad that Jimin is listening to him attentively now. “I can call Jungkook and he ca-”
“No!” Jimin interrupts him, the desperation in his voice startles Taehyung. “Please, don’t tell Jungkook, I can’t, he can’t know Taehyung. He can’t.”
“What do you mean by that? Jimin” Taehyung places both of his hands on Jimin’s waist, making sure he doesn’t move and looks at him instead. “He’s your boyfriend, Jimin, he needs to know.” Taehyung pleads, wanting to take all of these ugly thoughts away, that is making Jimin not wanting to tell Jungkook. “He loves you. He would understand.”
“It’s not, it’s not that.” Jimin says, looking to the floor but vehemently avoiding the pregnancy test lying next to them. “I just want to be sure, before bothering him with… this”
“Bother him? Jimin this is not something you should keep to yourself because it would bother him.” Taehyung scoffs. “If you want to be sure before telling him, fine, but you have to understand that you could never bother him, Jimin. He loves you and he will support you, okay? No matter what.”
Jimin holds his breath again, trying not to cry. He knows that. He knows but it’s hard, everything right now feels too much. He’s afraid.
Jungkook is a great boyfriend. Actually, he’s the best boyfriend Jimin ever had. He’s affective, funny and always attentive to what Jimin needs. They click together perfectly, their wolves so in tune that just after two months of them being in a relationship, Jimin was sure that he was the one. And Jungkook felt the same. They have known each other for only one year but it feels like forever. Jimin wouldn’t be surprised if Jungkook is his soulmate. They love each other very much.
And that is what Jimin keeps repeating in his mind over and over as he stares at the white envelope on his hands. It’s official now, Jimin is indeed pregnant. He is going to have a pup even if he doesn’t have the maturity, the money or the time for it. Somehow that is what the universe has chosen for him. He is trying very hard not to cry, to not freak out. So, he doesn’t move, doesn’t think about it too much. He texted for Jungkook to come by after his class to Jimin and Taehyung’s dorm without giving too much information, just saying that they need to talk.
He had asked for Taehyung to leave the dorm for a while, which his best friend was reluctant to do. The beta was worried, Jimin knew that, but while the company of his best friend would make him less nervous he still needed some time alone to recollect his thoughts before sharing the news with Jungkook.
It wasn’t that Jimin didn’t wanted kids. He always dreamed of it, especially after meeting the amazing alpha that Jungkook is. But they’re so young, so reckless and just so not ready to take care of a child. He hates this, hates that now his life is so out of control. All because of a simple mistake.
Some weeks ago, Jimin was very sick. He had a strong stomach ache and had to go to the emergency room, the doctor had prescribed him some antibiotics but had failed to tell him that this would conflict with his contraceptives, and make them stop working. Jimin should have known this, but he was in so much pain that he forgot about it.
Now here he is a twenty-three year old broke dance major and pregnant of three weeks.
I will probably have to drop out, Jimin thinks How can I dance with a baby inside of me?
Before he can dive too deep into his thoughts, he hears someone fumbling with the keys outside. He breathes in deeply as the person opens the door, the rich scent of pine wood with a hint of cherry revealing that it’s Jungkook.
“Jimin? Baby?” the alpha asks, confused as to why the apartment’s lights are off. Jimin makes a weird sound, his throat suddenly too dry to produce words. Jungkook places his keys on the small kitchen counter, and takes two steps to get to the couch. Jimin doesn’t look up to acknowledge him, moving a little to the side to make room for the alpha instead. Jungkook places his bag on the floor, and sits by Jimin’s side maintaining a small distance that does not go unnoticed by the omega. Jungkook is uncertain about the whole situation and Jimin hates that he’s the one making him feel that way.
Jimin places his hand on Jungkook’s knees, closing the distance between them. Jungkook visibly relaxes and presses a kiss to Jimin’s temple, placing his hand on Jimin’s.
“What is it baby?” Jungkook whispers, as if he talks any louder it will scare Jimin off. It probably would. “Is there something bothering you?”
Bothering, yeah. There is something. Jimin gets away from Jungkook’s hold, reaching over to get his medical exam. He holds it tightly in his lap, slowly turning his body to look at Jungkook’s eyes.
“I’m so sorry, Kookie.” he says with a weak voice, trying not to beat around the bush. “We were careful, I know, and it totally wasn’t my intention but I took those antibiotics and it all went down the hill because of that and I-”
“Baby, what? Are you ok?” Jungkook asks a little frantic, actually looking scared. Jimin isn’t making any sense to him but he knows that something is wrong and that alone makes him terrified. Just the thought of Jimin being hurt somewhere makes him and his wolf go insane.
“I’m pregnant. I’m sorry.” Jimin blurts out, handing the paper to the alpha.
But he doesn’t take it right away.
Jungkook just stares at him, his mind going haywire. It takes him some time to process Jimin’s words and the surprise that came with them. Each second without a response from Jungkook makes Jimin feel more and more anxious, dread taking its place inside of him.
Jungkook takes the paper from Jimin’s hand, and Jimin feels like the world starts moving in slow motion. The alpha opens the envelope, his eyes still very much wide as he reads the results, he places the paper besides him and turns to the omega, gulping slowly.
“How…” the alpha mumbles, looking down before focusing his gaze on Jimin, waiting for an answer.
“Remember, when I got really sick some weeks ago?” Jimin starts, “The medicine they gave me interfered with my pills, probably.”
Jimin waits for an answer and instead he gets nothing.
“What should we do, Jungkook?” he says in a choked voice, unintentionally getting closer to his boyfriend, looking for any type of comfort to make sure that he’s going to be ok.
That they’re going to be ok.
He doesn’t realize he’s crying until Jungkook gently brushes the tears out of his face with his thumb. Jimin leans into his hold, closing his eyes to try and get a grip of himself. Jungkook tries to speak but ends up choking up a little, also emotional with the situation.
“Baby” Jungkook says, sniffling a little. He could feel the tears in his eyes but he didn’t want to cry. Seeing his boyfriend in distress brings up something primal inside of him, the need to comfort him and be strong, for both of them. Yes, they’re in this together but Jimin is the one that will carry this child, the one that will go through the most changes. Jungkook can only be his pillar, the one that will be there for him throughout all of this. “We’ll go through this together, ok?”
“But, but we’re so young Jungkook how can-” he starts, pressing the palm of his hands against his eyes. He should just stop fucking crying “How can we even take care of this pup? Our part-time jobs won’t be enough.”
“Then we will work somewhere else, there has to be something,” Jungkook starts, looking a little frantic while trying to look for some alternatives. “I could try and sell some of my artwork and” he pauses a little to think, “our parents. Our parents will want to help.”
“But we can’t always rely on our parents.” Jimin retorts.
“I know baby, I know. But it will only be in the beginning ok? Just until we are done with school. You only have one year left before you graduate, and I know it’s going to be hard but we will make it, got it? There’s no need to panic. We got this, one day at a time.”
“Ok,” Jimin breathes in and out, feeling quite relieved. He knew deep down Jungkook wouldn’t disappoint him, the alpha has always been everything he could ask for in a partner. But god, only he knows how much all of this played on his mental health. He was feeling so lost and insecure, that’s why it is good that Jungkook is there with him, to be his anchor.
He should’ve listened to Taehyung.
“I love you, baby. Never forget that.” Jungkook says, holding Jimin’s hands in his lap.
“I love you too.” Jimin responds with a small trembling voice, still very emotional. “And I know.”
They can’t know what the future will be like for them, and yes, it’s scary. But as long as they have each other, they will find the force to keep going. To keep fighting for themselves, for their relationship and now, for their family.