19: Move?
Today is the day I move into Yoongi's.
Yoongi had been more overprotective of me ever since we found out I was pregnant.
"Did you take your medicine?" Yoongi asked as he picked up two of my boxes.
I nodded, "But sometimes I still hear voices telling me to get an abortion... I swear it's part of my schizophrenia."
Yoongi's eyes widened, "You are not getting an abortion! I refuse!"
"I know, hyung." I rolled my eyes and picked up a box.
"No. I'll do it. The others are helping too. You just relax, ok?" He kissed me on my cheek.
"If you say so." I sat on my couch.
The other seven boys, my brother included, packed the moving truck. Finally, they were done.
"Come on, Jimin. Let's go." Yoongi took my hand and we walked out together.
His house was an hour away. Now I felt bad for every time he came to my house or the game store, "Wait, how am I going to go to work now?" I asked.
"There's a bus that will take you to the neighborhood the store is in. You wake up early anyway, right?" Yoongi asked as we unpacked.
I nodded, "Yeah. Thanks hyung."
After we unpacked, we cuddled together on the couch, "Should we arrange the wedding?" Yoongi asked.
"Honestly," I paused to think, "I don't want a wedding."
Yoongi's eyes widened, "You don't want to get married?! You have our child in you!"
"That's not what I mean. I want to get married, I just don't want a wedding." I said.
Yoongi nodded, "Good. Weddings are a lot of work, but if you change your mind, tell me. We can go to the court house tomorrow and sign the marriage form."
"I have work tomorrow."
"Then after work. By the way, it's only been a month since you got pregnant and you're already showing a bump." Yoongi put his hand on my stomach.
"Aish, this is awkward. It's not my fault, hyung." I whined.
"I know. But it's weird to get a baby bump when you're only a week pregnant." Yoongi said.
I huffed, "Look, I've been eating more then usual, I'm gaining weight, okay? Stop making me more insecure then I already am."
"No, there's nothing wrong with that! Eat all you want, babe. Awe, you're fingers are getting chubbier, it's adorable." He intertwined his hand with mine.
I blushed, "It's embarrassing."
"It shouldn't be." Yoongi turned my head to face his and pecked my lips, "I love you, Jimin."
"I love you too, hyung..."
"I can't wait to find out the gender." Yoongi said.
"Me too... But what about my parents." I thought aloud.
"Don't worry about them. They can't do a thing. If they do, I'll hurt them." Yoongi smiled.
I nodded, "I'd actually be fine with that."
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