Uncontrollable coughs erupt from your chest as you register his words, your face visibly pales.

Jungkook gives you a glass of water and rubs your back in an attempt to soothe you, and he worries when your heart starts beating faster than normal. Maybe he shouldn’t have said that.

“I… I don’t understand what you’re talking about, sir.”

“You did understand. But you’re in denial.” Jungkook sighs and brings his hand to your belly, the piece of cloth you’re wearing separating your warm skin and his cold hand. “Do you not want this baby?”

Somehow his question breaks your heart. Honestly, you haven’t thought of it. If you truly want this child, if you’re ready to raise it alone - or if Jungkook wants to take responsibility.

“I haven’t thought of it yet…” Your voice trails off as you look down, eyes fixated on his hand that is resting on your belly. You know he didn’t put the whole weight there, maybe fearing it will affect the baby. That thought makes you warm.

“I understand.” Jungkook nods. 

“Wait.” You frown. “How did you know I’m pregnant? I just found out two days ago-”

“Oh, that.” Jungkook scratches the back of his head, mentally scolding himself. Well, it’s of no use. He has to let you know his real identity anyway.

“I’ll tell you everything. For now, let’s go to your apartment so you can freshen up then we’ll go for a check up.”

“You didn’t install hidden cameras, did you?” You ask, eyes narrowed in accusation.

“What? No!” 

Now, this is the first time you see Jungkook acts out of character. He seems so flustered… and cute. Wow. You never thought you’d call your boss cute.

“Alright, then.” You say. “But we need to return to work quickly. Or maybe we can go after work?”

“And you said I’m a workaholic.” Jungkook snickers playfully and rolls his eyes. “We’re on leave today. No need to come to work. Let’s go now before people start coming.”

You nod. Imagine seeing the secretary walking out of the CEO’s office in a disheveled state early in the morning … Yeah, you don’t want that.

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“Please have a seat.” You gesture towards the sofa, and Jungkook hums, following your request without any word.

You sigh in relief and make your way to the bedroom, unable to hide your desire of taking a bath to get rid of the sticky sweat on your body. You haven’t changed your clothes for an entire day, you stink.

As soon as you get into your room, you pick the blanket and pillows that were scattered on the floor, hastily arranging them on the bed. Your room is quite a mess, luckily the living room looks okay. You just hope Jungkook doesn’t wander around.

When you’re taking out a pair of clothing from the wardrobe, you’re surprised when the room door suddenly bursts open, revealing Jungkook.

“Sir-”

“Go freshen up. Just pretend I’m not here.” He says, eyes fixated on you.

With a red face, you admit defeat. “My room is messy, sir. You might not feel comfortable.”

“Did I mention it?”

You shake your head.

“Then it’s not a problem. Take your time, we have all day.” He hums, gently dragging you to the bathroom. “Be careful.” His voice is just a little above whisper, and before you can say anything, you’re already in the bathroom with the door closed. 

Wow. Jungkook looks flustered.

You don’t think you can ever recover from this.

After you’re done showering and change into comfortable clothes, you step out of the bathroom, and your jaw drops to the floor seeing Jungkook folding your clothes.

You already washed and dried them two days ago, but didn’t have time to fold and arrange them nicely into the wardrobe.

“Sir! You didn’t have to do that.” You say and rush to him, completely forgetting that you’re pregnant.

Jungkook’s eyes widen as he stands up and catches you in his arms, flicking your forehead. Not too hard though.

“You have my baby in your womb and you dare running like this.” He reprimands, and somehow he looks cute?

You gulp, loss for words. “You- you care about the baby?”

“What makes you think otherwise?”

You sigh. “I thought you were going to ask me to get rid of it.”

“That is your decision to make. We’ll talk about that after the check up, okay?” His voice softens, and you melt into his touch.

“Okay.”

“Good. We’ll go after I’m done folding your clothes.”

And you cannot object.

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“Sir, what are we doing here?” You ask. Jungkook said he was going to bring you for a check up, so what are you doing at an expensive apartment building?

“For check up.”

“Shouldn’t we go to the clinic? Or hospital?”

“Oh.” Jungkook scratches his head. “My friend is a doctor?” 

You narrow your eyes, holding onto the seat belt tightly. 

Jungkook takes a deep breath. “I know this does not make sense, but I’m not a regular person, Y/N. I promise I will tell you everything, including my real identity.”

Now this scares you even more. “What do you mean by real identity? Are you a mafia or something?”

A pained smile decorates his lips. “Maybe worse than that.”