Ch 63 | Una rosa è una luna

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**Happy 2 hours late birthday Jungkookie ♥**

I just witnessed a fight on discord on the 'n' word... I low key peed myself. I think I'm too sensitive, I would start crying if someone yells at me ;(

And I just discovered my teacher's sister was a celebrity (i think she still is), she has 1million followers on insta and my teacher got married! She's coming to my prom next year, I'm so excited uwu!





Ch 63 | Una rosa è una luna

Step 4: Love yourself
—Unknown


Mirae |

I sat in the balcony, looking at the sunset. I didn't know what to feel, I stayed at home for the past few days refusing to get out. Jungkook understood my struggle and even decided to stay at home with me.

His father temporarily took the position of the CEO for a while.

"Your mother sent you food, a lot of it," Jungkook chuckled, sitting down next to me.

He placed at least 5 bento boxes in front of me. I smiled a little knowing how much my parents cried after I was released from the hospital.

"Thank you," I whispered, stroking my big bump. I would sometimes feel the baby kicking, the first time it did is when I was released from the hospital —it had me cry for hours.

It went through so much because of me. It made me cry how much it stayed strong, whilst I nearly gave up. I am the most idiotic woman in the world.

"I think you should go inside," Jungkook said seeming genuinely worried.

"Can I stay a little longer, please? and can we... perhaps go out tomorrow, I can't stay home forever," I asked waiting for Jungkook to reply, "I've been locked at home for more than a week. It will be just a little stroll down at the Central Rose Garden?"

Jungkook sighed shaking his head, "I'm sorry love, but no, there will paparazzi everywhere. Trust me, you don't understand how they're always huddled outside the hospital or the police station"

I frowned nodding my head.

Ugh, whatever happened to me, is all over the news.

My mom received a lot of flowers from the neighbors, they sometimes give her fruits and vegetables.


"It's fine I understand" I replied softly.

"Come on love don't be upset, hey how about this? There's like millions of rooms here —your normal stroll could always be at the bacony. This thing is large and it has a pool" he smiled placing my head on his chest. I sighed at the comfort nodding my head.

"Can explore the hotel?"

"Of course you can, maybe down to your last month of pregnancy, when you get much healthier we can go to Central Rose Garden. I'll rent a penthouse, you can stroll around the rose garden all you want" he suggested with a small grin.

I chuckled nodding my head, he really knew my obsession with roses.

I know that 'roses' are overrated or a typical cheesy handout to lovers. But that was my biological mother's favorite flower. I feel connected whenever I am around roses.

It's not a sign of love for me, it's a love that I yearned from my dead mother. It's the last thing left of beside her diary.


"But Jungkook, I want to visit that skyscraper you're building" I pouted looking up at him, my voice still remained thin and soft.

It hurts my throat to speak loud or yell, I can't grasp the rough feeling. It's not painful but it makes me feel uncomfortable or makes me want to chug 100 glasses of water.

"Love" he whined, "alright fine, maybe in 2 weeks time. Just bear with me, yes?"

"I know don't worry, I don't want to go crazy while I'm still pregnant. I'm not selfish" I chuckled a little admiring his prominent features.

I remember at the hospital, he suddenly looked much older. His face had a few cuts, his green eyes were empty, the emotions looked like it flew away. He warmed up his feelings after I woke up from that deep sleep.

"I was not implying that," he muttered smirking a little, his expression went serious after that, "do you really want to move into the mansion?"

Oof, that... I forgot.

"I really want my child to bond with its grandparents, and my parents live near that area..."

"Your parents are 1 hour away," he quirked ad eyebrow, putting his one leg over another.

"Fine, fine I am doing this for both of you. I mean there's more security too" that's a good point. Kudos to me.

Jungkook thought about it a little, nodding his head slowly.

"I have nothing against you if you really want to move in but I do know my mother elaborated with this fact with you, yes?" he is smart.

But my intentions are very genuine, it's already been over a week. I became much healthier so having this kind of discussions did not provoke stress on me, Jungkook knows that —I can see he's trying to agree with whatever I want. But I don't want that.


"Yes she has, but if you really hate it then I won't force you—"

"This is not about me love, this is about you and the baby. I don't really care where I live as long as you're comfortable" he said softly, opening a bento box.

He is being too sweet.

"Let's live in Central Rose Garden!" I joked opening my mouth as he fed me chicken sushi.

"Okay"

He is no nice— wait what?

I widened my eyes, shaking my head violently.

"Jungkook, I was joking"

"I was being serious," he said. He looked at me with a cute pout.

His green eyes reacted in an innocent manner, I don't even know how? His cute bambi eyes always look innocent when he is confused or pouts. Or when he acts.

"I was expecting a cheesy Romeo line"

"Ew I don't like Shakespear, no offense to that dead English guy but I do mean some offense. His work was plain stupid and way over-dramatic, both characters were stupid and idiotically died at the end. They deserved it" he huffed munching the food.

"Hey, I like the play... Romeo and Juliet is my guilty pleasure" I crossed my arms with a pout.

"You are a loser, now I mean some genuine offense in that," he smirked, he is just trying to get a reaction out of me.

I glared at him taking the sushi away from his chopstick and plopped it in my mouth.

"You're only saying that because you don't get his English,"

"That's not a fair point love, sadly for you —I was tutored by a professor from Oxford. So I think I know my red line" he stood up, extending his hands for me to take.


"Jungkook I don't want to go in, please?" I pouted grabbing his hands anyway, they're too beautiful to not touch. It's not like I'm gonna admit that to him.

"No, you are going inside now love, it's getting cold," he said in a serious tone, "I'll order your favourite"

With that, I go up. I mean I had a blanket to keep me warm but if he's ordering Turkish than why not?

"You're the sweetest!" I kissed him running inside.

He smiled a little grabbing the bento boxes and took them inside.


For the rest of the night, we spent time watching my favorite classy shows. He was making the whole show an argument...

"I hate this ew, the first Steph guy, did you see his teeth. They're literally brown on the ends!"

"Jungkook, he may have a caffeine addiction don't be rude!" I said harshly.

He decided to ignore me and continue to insult the other characters, apparently, the girl is a stick... let's not continue.

He is very judgemental. I have to deal with his provoking opinions on my favorite Netflix shows for the rest of my life...


•••



For the most part, Jungkook never left my side, for the whole week he's always been next to me. Or help me with things, I am not allowed to cook anymore he said so we order hotel food instead. They're actually really good.

"Jungkook I am bored" I mumbled touching his chin, I was laying on the bed and he was busy doing stuff on his MacBook.

He slowly turned to me humming a yes, "go to sleep love,"

I pouted slightly coming closer to him, I slid my arms over his stomach trying to hug him. He chuckled sliding my between his arms and sat me over his parted leg, he put a cover over me and laid the MacBook in front of him again.

I watched him do his things, I was getting a little bored but I really like being in his arms. He smelled like lavender and shampoo. He just had a shower.

He logged in to his email making me laugh.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Your password is ihatethisfuckinguniverse2034" I giggled looking up at him, he grinned nodding his head.

"It's not that bad, your password is... password. Do you know how easy it is to access your account? and I change the last numbers every year based on the number of the year" he said as a matter of fact.

"I updated your Instagram!" I said with a big fat grin.

He looked down at me with a small chuckle, he then opened another tab logging into his Instagram which I've created it for him.

a/n looks like is on the phone lol

"You changed the profile pic, when did you even get this picture of me?" he questioned.

"I don't know, I found it on your phone... I use your phone to take pictures. My one is filled with baby things."

He hummed resting his chin on my head, "this baby looks big on your belly" he said looking at the ultrasound, I've posted. He got 300 million likes and over 250 million comments.

"I know isn't think chipmunk so cute" I did an ayego.

"At least the bio is a piece of excellent information," he smirked pinching my cheeks.

"Ow!" I rubbed my cheek quickly shooting him a glare, "Jungkook I swear I'll post your baby pictures!"

He instantly stopped whatever he was doing, closing the MacBook and looked down at me with a slight glare, "if you do you can say goodbye to the Italian cuisine tomorrow,"

"You are not that cruel" I whined turning to him, as I held his cheeks with both my hands, I pouted a little pressing my lips to his in a soft manner.

He sighed hugging me back, "why are you so soft" he smiled kissing my cheek.

"Physically or emotionally?" I giggled.

"Both" he groaned, nuzzling his head on my neck, "I want to squish you love"

I laughed not being to hug my straight, the bump prevents it, "Jungkook let's sleep, I am tired" I yawned playing with his white t-shirt.

"Alright, go to bed. You need to be an early riser tomorrow. The doctor is coming to our house to check on you,"

I excitedly dug myself inside the covers excited to know the news of my child. Aw, I am so happy, my little baby is kicked a little inside making me more joyful.


"Jungkook" I whispered, as he hugged me from the back.

"Yes," he muttered.

"The baby kicked" I whisper-yelled in an excited tone.

"It has my gene, of course, it will kick" he chuckled stroking my stomach, he drove his hand under my dress stroking the bare skin my of my bump.

I shivered a little as I closed my self more next to Jungkook. I am so proud that my baby did not give up even being nearly... murdered.

"I know" I whispered softly, I was not lying.


Maybe it's because it's Jungkook's child, if I was in my mom's stomach I would've died. I sighed not saying anything further. I looked at the open curtains, admiring the bright moon.

The moon was pale, an heirloom of the universe. I questioned fate, such a thing exists on the face of the earth. It dared to show its beauty to the people, yet we get misguided by its calm nature.

It rose unwillingly and hung like an ill specter. Silhouetted against it, dim and hazy through the dampness which rose from the unwholesome fens, stood the assorted towers...

It reminded me of Jungkook.


A rose and a moon.

Two things I wonder, why do I relate to them. They're both sad, they both have a sad history. A woman crushes the petals of a rose for its lover betrayed. A man curses on the moon for its lover passed away.

But the angel growing in my stomach is my moon my rose. The kind that warms my heart and makes my love unconditionally grow.


"Jungkook..." I whispered after a long time.

I stayed silent, not expecting a reply from him. He moved his head a little shifting a little for a better position to sleep.

"Yes love," he whispered hoarsely, his beautiful voice held his tired sleepy tone.


"Thank you for loving me,"

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