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Best Friends Baby (12)

Previous Parts: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11

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“Namjoon I think I love you.”

“W-what, what about Jimin? You and him are together!?” Namjoon frantically asks.

“I know! I know, I’m with Jimin, and whenever I’m with him I feel good and happy.” You tell him.

“But when I’m with you, it’s different. I feel safe and secure. You make me feel calm, you make the baby calm when she moves around a lot, you make my house feel like a home. I’ve had love for you way before she was ever here, but I just couldn’t tell you.” You look over at him, voice shaky and tears streaming down your cheeks.

He turns his body so that he’s facing you and gently takes your face in his hands.

“How come you never said anything before?” He asks, wiping away your stray tears with his thumb.

“I didn’t want to mess up our friendship, you’ve been in my life for all of my important years. I couldn’t risk losing you if we broke up.” You sniffle and his facial expressions soften.

“You should know that no matter what happens to our relationship, I am never going to leave. I mean that.” He says with a serious tone of voice.

“I need to be honest with Jimin.” You say, slowly pulling away from his embrace.

“I can be there with you if you need me to.” He offers as a response to your statement.

“No, that’s alright. This is something that Jimin and I need to figure out. I can handle it. Thanks though.” You smile slightly and nod your head in return.

“Of course, you’re right, well I should probably get going soon. You know that if you need me or something happens that I'm just a phone call or text message away.” He stands up from his spot on the couch, he lets you hold onto his arms as you stand up.

“Thank you for everything today, I’ll text you. Let me know when you’ve made it home safely.” You walk with him to the door and open it for him.

“I will make sure you get some rest.” He responds, looking down at you as you lean on the threshold.

‘As long as she isn’t kicking me all night long, I’ll see what I can do.” You laugh at your statement and Namjoon smiles fondly.

“If you need to call me and have her listen to my voice just call me.” He says, grabbing his keys from his pocket.

“You’ll be the first person I call, goodnight Joon.” You both wave goodbye to one another you close and lock your door.

After making sure that Namjoon made it safely out of the driveway, you put your leftovers in the refrigerator and sigh out loud while rubbing soothing circles on your stomach. You walk towards your bedroom but stop by the nursery on the way.

You flip the light switch on and look around your daughter’s incomplete room. On the floor are cans of lilac and white paint for the walls. Her crib was still in the unopened box, and some of her toys, from the gender reveal are still in their packages.

You make your way to the cushioned rocking chair and slowly take a seat, you take a moment to look at the area around you and let everything sink in all at once. You rest your head against the top of the chair and close your eyes.

When you open your eyes, the once barren walls are now covered in lilac and white paint, the babies crib is complete, the changing table is at the front of the room just like you wanted. When you look at the middle of the room Namjoon is holding the baby in his arms with a proud smile.

Your daydream sadly ends when you get a message from Namjoon, he was letting you know that he made it home safely. You send him a goodnight text, and lock your phone.

You take another look around the room before getting up from the rocking chair. You walk out of her room and make your way to yours.

“Let’s go to bed little one.” You say to your bump.

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You wake up the next morning to the sound of your alarm, you slowly sit up and rub the sleep out of your eyes before reaching over to turn off the sound coming from your phone.

You read through all of your notifications, respond to any texts, and send any emails that need to be sent. Once you’re done with that, you sit up and look outside your window. You take in the scenery as you rub your hand over your bump. The sun was up and the sky was clear and bright, the leaves on the trees gently waving back and forth as the wind danced over them.

A smile appears on your face as you imagine taking the baby on walks around the neighborhood, and taking her to the park when she’s old enough. And while you’re daydreaming, all you can think about is doing these things with Namjoon.

Your moment of peace ends with a phone call, you pick up your phone and suck in a breath when you see that Jimin is calling.

“Hey Chim.” You answer the phone and stand up from your spot on the side of the bed.

“Hello beautiful, are you doing anything special today?” He asked.

“Nothing besides eating the rest of the food in my fridge and letting the baby watch Korean tv.” You rub the area where you feel her kick.

“Korean?” He asks, the confusion very clear in his voice.

“I want her to be able to speak English and Korean, so Namjoon speaks to her when he’s here, but I let her listen to the television.” You explained, walking back and forth in your bedroom.

“Cute, I’m sure she’ll come out completely fluent. Anyway, I was wondering if you had some free time today? I wanted to see you and talk about something.” You stop pacing and raise an eyebrow in confusion.

“Everything alright?” You ask.

“Everything’s fine! Don’t stress about this. Are you free? I can come by and bring some groceries for you.” He replies, his voice was clear and calm.

“Okay good, that sounds like a plan. I’ll see you when you get here, just let me know when you’re on your way.” You walk into the bathroom and start up the shower.

“I will. See you soon.” He says before hanging up the phone. You let out a sigh of relief when the call is over.

You start to feel anxious at the thought of Jimin coming over after what happened with Namjoon the night before. The words ‘I think I love you’ running through your brain.

You’re brought out of your thoughts when the baby kicks at your lower stomach once again.

“Sorry, we can get in the shower now, you’re sassy today.” You smile at your belly and begin to undress yourself.

You look in the mirror and stare at how large your stomach has gotten. You remember when she wasn’t as visible, and now she’s all you can see.

“It’s almost your time baby girl.” You whisper before getting into the shower.

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After your shower, you get dressed in some comfortable clothes and make yourself some breakfast.

“Mommy needs to stop eating so much bacon baby.” You say to your bump as you eat another piece.

You hear the doorbell and set your plate to the side, you use the couch to help gain balance before waddling to the door. You check the peephole and unlock the door after seeing it’s Jimin.

“You’re like right on time.” You move to the side to let him in, he gives you a warm embrace and you wrap your arms around his waist.

“I try.” He replies, he closes the door behind him and walks into your house.

“How have things been for you?” You ask, walking over to the couch and making yourself comfortable.

“Pretty good actually, I got a new offer from my job. That’s actually what I wanted to come over and talk to you about.” He tells you, and you look over at him in interest.

“What’s going on?” You ask, turning your body so that you’re facing him.

“So the company wants me to go global. People really like my reviews and opinions, they want me to start in Europe, then go from there.” He explains to you.

“Jimin that’s amazing!” You hug him and kiss his cheek after pulling away.

“Thank you, I’m really happy. The only problem is, I’ll be gone for a while, and I don’t want to be away from you.” He holds your hands in his own and looks at you.

Your smile fades away and a small frown appears instead.

“Jimin, I care about you so much. You mean so much to me, but you need to follow your dreams. Don’t let me stop you from trying new things, you could be missing out on so many opportunities.”

“I know that, I thought about that, but every time I tell myself to leave, I can’t stop thinking about you. I hate the thought of you being here alone, I can’t stand it.” He stands up and begins to walk around, something he does when he’s anxious.

You stand up slowly and walk in front of him, he looks down at you and lets out a breath of air.

��Park Jimin, you are such an amazing person. You’ve done so much for me and I cannot thank you enough for everything, but Jimin. I think I’m in love with Namjoon.” You confess, you watch as his expression changes and try to hold in your tears.

“Oh, well, that was sudden.” He says, his tone of voice low.

“Jimin I’m so sorry. He came over the other night, and we started talking. And then my head got clouded with all these thoughts and-” You rapidly start talking and Jimin pulls you into a soft hug.

“What are you doing?” You whisper into his chest.

“I’m going to go to Europe. Not because of this, but because you’re right. I do need to widen my horizons and see what’s out there for me. I need this, this will be good for me, and let's be real. That baby needs her father in her life at all times. I wouldn’t be a good dad anyway.” You hug him tighter as tears stream down your face.

“Hey, c’mon now. You shouldn’t be crying. I just got my heart broken. I should be the one crying.” He chuckles lightly and rubs your back.

“Please don’t let this be the end of our friendship. I still need you in my life.” You look up at him and he flashes you a wide smile.

“You think you can get rid of me that easily?” He wipes your cheeks with his thumb and you chuckle at his statement.

“No, I didn’t think it would be that easy.” You both laugh and he pulls you in for another close hug.

“Are you going to be okay?” You ask, rubbing your cheek against the front of his shirt.

“In all honesty, I will be. It’ll take me a while to get used to not being around you, but overall I think I’ll be okay.” He sways side to side with you and kisses your forehead.

“You know that we are going to text and skype each other all the time. And the moment she gets here, I’ll send you so many pictures and videos.”

“If you think that I’m not gonna immediately fly back the moment she’s born you’re crazy.” He tells you and pulls away from your embrace.

“Well she’s going to love you, and in regards to your earlier statement. You would and are going to be an amazing father when that time comes for you.” You pat his cheek and sit back down on the couch.

“So when exactly do you leave?” You question, pulling him down next to you.

“Well now that it’s a set thing, I have a month to get packed up. They’re going to find me an apartment and mode of transportation.” He informs you.

“Lucky you, take plenty of pictures for me and send me different recipes. You know I enjoy cooking.” You remind him, you lay your head on his shoulder and close your eyes.

“Sleepy?” He asks, he grabs a blanket and pulls it over your body.

“Crying makes me sleepy, pregnancy makes me sleepy, everything makes me sleepy.” You cuddle into his side and yawn slowly.

“Go ahead and fall asleep, I’ll be here when you wake up.” He reassures you, he rubs your back to help you fall asleep.

Within five minutes of him rubbing your back and humming quietly, you find yourself slowly drifting off in his arms.

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June 14th, 2019

31 weeks

“So how have you been? Every time I see you, you’re getting bigger!” Your mother exclaims, rubbing your stomach as you two sit on her bed.

“She’s pressing on my lungs like all the time, and I have heartburn like three to four times a week.” You rub your chest, simply thinking of it makes you nervous.

“That means that she’s going to have a full head of hair.” She smiles fondly and looks at you happily.

“Oh lord.” You close your eyes and lean against the headboard.

“What are you and dad doing for father's day?” You look over at her and wait for her answer.

“We’re going away for the weekend. I finally convinced him to take some time off of work. I’m taking him to the beach, he’s been mentioning it since February.” She answers your question and you look at her in awe.

“What are you doing for father’s day?” She looks over at you and you stare back at her.

“Uh, nothing?” You shrug and chuckle a bit.

“I thought you and Namjoon, got back together?” She sits up and looks at you in confusion.

“Mama no. I said I confessed my feelings to him, that’s what I said.” You correct her and she rolls her eyes and shrugs her shoulders.

“That’s basically the same damn thing.” She mutters under her breath and you laugh.

“No it’s not, but now that we’re on the topic of it, do you think I should do something for him?” You ask her in all seriousness.

“Do you want to, is the real question?” She asks, answering your question with another question.

You sit back against the headboard and cradle your stomach like you normally do out of instinct and think about your options.

“You and dad are going away for the weekend, right?”

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UNFOLLOW ME RIGHT THE FUCK NOW IF YOU BELIEVE IN ALL LIVES MATTER.

How can you say All Lives Matter when BLACK LIVES are consistently murdered and NO ONE is reprimanded for it?

How can you FORCE people of color to have respect for these people and institutions when they don’t respect us enough as people??

I’m tired.

I’m angry.

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Our criminal justice system won’t prosecute the cops who killed Breonna Taylor because the murderers work in the same system as the people in charge of serving justice. They’re on the same team. The same broken, racist team. Dismantle it.

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If you don’t ascribe to such a simple statement as Black Lives Matter, look me in the fucking eye and tell me that a goddamn child, a 10-year old, a baby, deserves this type of trauma

And the worst part is her father can’t just tell her it’s going to be okay. That he or she will be safe. All he can say is I’m sorry.

Do Better. Vote.

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Black Lives Still Matter.

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Best Friends Baby (11)

Previous Parts: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10

Words: 2.6K

Warnings:None

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May 21st, 2019

28 weeks

“You made it to your third trimester!” The doctor exclaimed as you and Namjoon sat in the doctor’s office.

“I feel huge.” You comment, watching your baby girl on the screen in front of everyone.

“If it helps you’re huge for a good reason.” Namjoon comments, you look over at him and gently hit his arm, smiling fondly at his comment.

Being seven months pregnant has truly taken a toll on your body in more ways than one. You’re more tired during the day and your back constantly hurts whether you’re sitting up or laying down.

“She may be a good reasoning, but I feel like she’s pressing on my lungs.” You point out.

“That is normal, it may feel like that for the next few months. Luckily for you, she is very healthy and everything looks good. You’re making good progress.” The doctor says as she hands you a paper towel to wipe the gel off of your stomach.

Namjoon helps you sit up on the table and rubs your back when you wince in pain.

“Have you two thought of any names for her yet?” The doctor asks the both of you.

“You know, that is one thing we haven’t thought of yet.” Namjoon looks down at you and you nod your head in return.

“There’s no rush, you still have about two months left, so there’s plenty of time to choose. How about the nursery?”

“We have a crib and that’s the farthest we’ve gotten. We’re actually planning on finishing it up this weekend.” You informed her, Namjoon nods in agreement.

“That sounds like a good bonding experience for you two. And what about a birthing plan? That is one of the most important things for expecting mothers.”

“I want to give birth at home. I’m familiar with the environment and it is a much cheaper alternative. My best friend is also a certified doula so someone I trust will help me deliver the baby. “ You tell the doctor, and she writes the information on her chart.

“That sounds like a good plan. Well everything seemed good, continue taking your prenatal vitamins, walking every few days, and staying hydrated to try and keep cool during these hot months. Unless you guys have any more questions, you’re free to go.” She stands up and you both wave goodbye as you leave the room.

“So what’s first on our list?” Namjoon asks, looking down at you.

“We need to go by the baby store and get the changing table and pick up the rocking chair as well. Then go back to your house to set everything up.” He reads the list from his phone as you both walk to his car.

“That is going to be exciting but tiring.” You admit, making your way inside of the car.

“Very true, but it’ll be so worth it.” He reassures you and you smile at his statement.

“Speaking of rooms, how will that work out when she’s born? I know you and Jimin are together, but as her father I need to be there to help.” Namjoon said, not yet starting the car.

“You know, I haven’t thought of that. You’re right, you’re her father and you need to be there. Jimin and I aren’t living together anyways so it wouldn’t be weird.” You tell him and he releases a breath of air.

“Nervous much?” You chuckle and put on your seat belt.

“Well yeah, I didn’t want to potentially start an argument.” He copies your action and starts the car.

“What does Naomi think about this?” You ask quietly.

“I wouldn’t know.” He responds, you raise an eyebrow in confusion.

“We broke up almost a week ago.” He says before you can respond.

“Namjoon! Why didn’t you say something earlier?” You exclaim, staring at him while he keeps his eyes on the road.

“I don’t know, I just felt as though not everyone needed to know.” He says, shrugging it off.

“Nah, that’s not it. You just didn’t want me to say I told you so.” You cross your arms as a smug smirk appears on your face.

“Okay, and?” He asks quietly and you laugh while shaking your head.

“Well for starters, I told you so. Second of all, you are my best friend and you should have come to me.” You look over at him and he looks back at you when he comes to a red light.

“I know, I’m trying, I promise I will get better at telling you things.” He gives you a smile and you match his expression.

You two continue to stare at one another in silence, your eyes make their way down to Namjoon’s lips and you suddenly wonder what they would feel like against your own.

“Shit green light.” Namjoon says, pulling you out of your thoughts. He turns back to the road and starts driving again.

You sit back in your seat and cradle your stomach when the baby starts to kick, you look out the window and close your eyes, trying to clear your head and forget about what you were thinking.

“Everything okay?” Namjoon asks with a tone of concern in his voice.

“Yeah she’s just kicking.” You respond, still trying to clear your mind.

You open your eyes when you feel a large, warm hand on your stomach. When you look at Namjoon his eyes are still on the road, one hand on the steering wheel and the other comforting your anxious child.

“My mom said when I would kick a lot, my dad would rub her stomach and it helped calm me down.” He explains to you, briefly turning his head to smile at you.

“It worked.” You say quietly, in awe of how his method worked, and his hand still on your stomach.

“I knew it would.” He chuckles and rubs soothing circles over your stomach. You look down and smile at his hand on your bump. You set your hand on top of his and go back to looking out of the window.

“Sleepy?” He asks.

“No, just thinking.” You respond, the rest of the car ride is filled with small talk, the radio, and Namjoon’s hand protecting your daughter’s temporary home.

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“What if we named her Jamie?” Namjoon asks.

When the two of you make it back to the apartment, you order dinner and start choosing names in order to pass the time.

“Cute, it’s a maybe. What about Eden?” He raises an eyebrow and shakes his head.

“What’s wrong with Eden?” You ask, crossing your arms and getting defensive.

Namjoon laughs loudly at your reaction and writes it down on the piece of paper in front of him.

“Nothing, it’s on the list now since you like it.” He looks at you and you playfully roll your eyes at him.

“What about Leilani, it’s Hawaiian for heavenly flowers.” Namjoon informs you and you take the pencil from him and write it down.

“Glad we came to an agreement.” He says and you giggle.

“How about Elena? Like the Disney princess.” You suggest and he shrugs his shoulders.

“Maybe.” He puts it in a separate section on the piece of paper.

“I got it! Do you like the name Juniper? Her nickname can be Juni.” Namjoon smiles proudly and writes that down before you can object.

“Well alright then, I think we can stop now.” You reassure him and place the pad on the coffee table.

“We should probably talk about this co-parenting thing more in depth” You remind him and he nods in understanding.

“I thought about this in the car and I think that when I’m officially 9 months you should move in with me, there’s more space for us here, it’s the same commute time from here to your job, and it would be nice to have you around when she does finally get here.’ You explain and watch as he takes in all of the information.

“I’m okay with that too, have you talked to Jimin about it?” Namjoon asks and you look away from him clearing your throat.

“And why haven’t you told him?” Namjoon sits back on the couch and looks over at you.

You gently fall back onto the cushions and shrug your shoulders in response to his question.

“I don’t know, I’m just nervous I guess.” You look at him and he laughs at your response.

“Jimin is such a chill person, I know if you’re honest with him then everything is going to be just fine.” Namjoon calms you down and gently pats your hand.

You feel your body start to calm down at the feeling of your hand under his larger one, you sigh out in relaxation and close your eyes.

The moment your body begins to relax, your phone starts to ring and you jolt up quickly, grabbing it immediately.

“Oh it’s just Jimin, Jesus Christ.” You check the caller ID, and slow your breathing.

“You’re going to scare yourself half to death.” Namjoon rubs your stomach when the baby’s kicks become more frequent and shakes his head.

“Oh hush, hey Chim what’s up?” You answer the phone and sit back on the couch.

“Hello beautiful, are you busy? I have time off and was wondering if you wanted to spend that time together.” He says and you look over at Namjoon, who’s slowly falling back asleep while rubbing your stomach.

“Namjoon and I are hanging out right now. We were supposed to paint her room, but started thinking of baby names. Now we’re waiting for dinner.” You inform him.

“Oh, I see. Parenting things, well don’t let me interrupt. You let me know when you’re available and I’ll be here.” You can see his smile in your mind and it brings a small smile to your face.

“That sounds perfect Jimin, I’ll let you know my schedule, have a goodnight.” You both say your goodbyes and you disconnect the call.

You look down at Namjoon and run your fingers through his soft strands of hair. You let out a small breath of air and continue to watch him.

“I can feel you staring.” Namjoon mumbles, making himself more comfortable in your lap.

“How do you know when I ‘m looking at you?” You ask, completely in shock.

“We’ll just call it my dad’s senses.” He turns so that he’s looking up at you over your bump.

“This is such an unflattering angle, why are you looking at me like that.” You look away from him and he sits up swiftly.

“You do not have unflattering angles, be nice to yourself.” He pokes your nose and you gently hit his arm.

“I know my angles Joon.” You point a finger at him in a playful manner.

“And I know your angles too, how do you think she got here?” Namjoon asks, pointing toward your stomach.

Your eyes widen and you smack his arm in shock before you burst into a fit of laughter. Namjoon guards his arm and laughs along with you.

“You are absolutely awful Joon!” You exclaim, wiping a tear from your eye as your laughter dies down.

“I try my hardest.”

When your laughter completely stops you two look up at each other simultaneously.

“It’s to have you back in my life.” You confess.

“I hated not talking to you, I couldn’t stand being upset with you. It just didn’t feel right.” He replies, you nod in agreement.

“For the sake of our relationship, and more importantly the baby. Let’s never do that again.” You hold out your pinky finger.

Namjoon mimics your action and links his pinky around your own, you both lean in and kiss your fingers. You both keep eye contact with one another as your lips touch your fingers, and they follow as you both move away.

You reluctantly let go of his fingers and clear your throat, you once again try and clear your head of the feelings and urges in your head.

“Our food should be here soon, I should go and check on it.” He stands up quickly and clears his throat.

As you watch him walk away, you try to resist the urge to ask him your burning question, but you just can’t resist.

“Namjoon, why did you and Naomi actually break up?” You stand up slowly and walk over to him.

“T-the food is almost here, I need to-” He begins to stutter and tries to turn around but you gently hold his wrist in your hands.

“Is it my fault?” You ask, concern clear in your voice.

“No! No of course not. Why would you say something so silly?” He asks.

“Then why aren’t you two together. And you better not lie to me either. We promised one another that we would be more honest. How come the two of you broke up?” You look up at him and wait for an answer.

He looks down at you and sighs in defeat when he sees that you are not going to give up.

“When we sit down and eat, I’ll tell you. Is that okay with you?’ He walks to the front door after the doorbell rings to go get your food.

You watch as he walks away and you let out a sigh, you walk into the kitchen and grab a bottle of water. You drink it down rather quickly and put the top back when you finish it, Namjoon walks into the kitchen and places the food on the counter.

“Let’s talk and eat on the back patio.” He grabs the bags of food, you bring the cups and silverware.

When you step onto your back patio your eyes are met with a beautiful scenery. The sun is setting and the sky is a gorgeous pink and orange color, with hints of purple. There’s a small breeze and the air feels comforting.

You sit across from Namjoon and hold your stomach as you look at the sky, Namjoon stops unpacking the food and takes a picture of you instead.

Your head turns at the sound of his camera and you raise an eyebrow.

“Did you just take a picture of me?” You ask.

“I have no idea what you mean, here you should eat.” He feeds you a spoonful of rice, and when you try to object your taste buds are met with a burst of flavors and spices.

“You are so lucky I like rice. Now please tell me why you and Naomi broke up” You wipe your mouth with a napkin and wait for him to answer your question.

He hands you a plate and stays silent for a while before finally answering your long waited question.

“Our feelings didn’t match.” He answers, making himself a plate.

“What does that mean?” You ask, now more confused than you were before.

He chuckles at your confusion and looks up at you, giving you a slight smirk.

“You shouldn’t date someone, especially when you think that you’ve got feelings for someone else.” He answers your question, and your mouth opens slightly.

You wipe your face and swallow your food quickly, setting the plate on the table in front of you.

“Vanessa I still have feelings for you, I know it’s wrong and it’s not fair to you or Jimin, that’s why I didn’t want to say anything.” He explains.

“But how is keeping your feelings hidden fair to you?” You sigh and take in all of this information.

“I need you to know that no matter how I feel about you, I would never come in between you and Jimin. I’m not that kind of person. I just know that I need to be there for you and the baby. And that’s what I’m going to-”

“Namjoon I think I love you.”

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