Jungkook’s P.O.V:

I can’t believe what I’ve just done... I actually hit her, it was until my hand landed on her face that I’ve realized what I was doing, but when she called herself my friend I kind of lost it.

“JEON JUNGKOOK!” I heard Hoseok’s voice as he rushed to her side; I looked at her and she seemed to be still in shock. I hate the fact that I was able to hit her, I really don’t know what took over me.

“I ... hyung... I... Seul” I stammered with my own words, I saw how he brought her to her feet, like she was unable to move on her own. She gazed at me with her large eyes, which had the same hurt expression as I did.

“Jungkook, this is the last time I see you landing your hands on my sister, she did went overboard I agree, but no matter how you look at it you are the one at fault here Jungkook. So unless you clean your mess, you better stay away from Seul.”  He said and I looked down shamefully, he was right... I was the one at fault; I made a mistake that may cause me losing her for real this time. I looked up and my eyes met hers one last time before she turned away, and I couldn’t help it but notice the mark that my hand left on her cheek. And it stung my heart, thousands of times more.

“Well, I think we should call it a night... and congratulations... or whatever.” Namjoon hyung said giving me a look of disapproval and disappointment as he left, so did the rest Taehyung on the other hand just glared at me, then scoffed at Sungkyung.

“I pity that kid that’ll have to call you his mother” And went on his own way, I heaved a long sigh and sat back on my seat.

“Kook-ah you don’t have to worry, it wasn’t your fault. She provoked you, so whatever she got she deserved it.” She said while putting her hand on my shoulder, as I shut my eyes tight and for the first time since the day I knew her, I felt disgusted by her.

“Sungkyung... Shut up!” I hissed and she seemed to be a bit taken aback, by my reaction. “I’ve never hit Seul in my life... Sure, there were times where I unintentionally held her firmly that I ended up leaving marks, but never did I land a hand on her. The guys were right, it was my fault and she never deserved that slap.” I sighed and shook her hand off my shoulders.

“Kook-ah... will you be cold towards me because of her, now?” She asked somehow in a y way which made her sound annoying.

“Okay Sungkyung, listen. I got you pregnant and I’m sorry, that night I was drunk I didn’t know where I was and when the door opened I thought you were Seul. If I knew that it was you I would have never touched you, got it?” I said honestly and she scoffed in response.

“So what now? Are you going to abandon me and the baby?” her brows raised in wonder and I just sighed, I just wanted to set this matter clear so I can focus on my problem with Seul.

“No, I will take full responsibility, I’ll handle all expenses of my child and you can have full custody, I promise that I’ll love him and raise him along with you. But one thing for sure is that nothing will ever happen between the two of us, no relationship, no marriage and certainly no love. I did consider getting closer to you at one point, but the only one who owns my heart is Seul, and there is no way I’m going to be able to love someone other than her. Got it?” I said and she just nodded, I gave her a firm smile paid for the tab, and made my way out of the bar.

Your P.O.V

“You okay?” I heard my brother’s voice, pulling me out of my trance while I kept on watching the road as he drove us back home.

“I’m pregnant.” I blurted out, my gaze fixated on the view, but all I heard in response was silence, before he finally pulled at the side of the road and said those simple two words.

“You what?” He asked and I finally shifted my gaze away and looked at him tiredly.

“I’m pregnant...”

“For… how long?” He asked once again and I sighed.

“A month and a half...” I rubbed my tummy and closed my eyes tiredly from all the tears I’ve had to waste in one day.

“Does he know? Jungkook, did you tell him?” I just shook my head in response and looked ahead of me.

“I was going to tell him this morning but she beat me to it.” I chuckled and then looked at him with tears cascading down my cheeks. “Oppa... when will I be happy?” he opened his arms and I immediately threw myself in his arms, letting his warmth engulf me, my body grew tired and so I gave in to exhaustion letting sleep take over me.

I woke up in the middle of the night to different surroundings, Guess my brother took me to his house instead... I got up and made my way to the kitchen, I was too hungry but nothing in there seemed to satisfy my appetite. I sighed and went to my brother who was sleeping soundly on the couch with the TV on; I sat on the ground and started poking his cheeks.

 “Hoseok... Jung Hoseok.” I had to keep doing that for few minutes before he finally got up, giving me a ‘why the hell are you waking me at this hour’ look. I pouted and rubbed my tummy. “I’m hungry...”

“Ungh... then go to the kitchen it has plenty of food.” He said and went back to his previous position, but even if it had a lot of things it doesn’t have that one thing I’m craving.

“But I want braised sweet potatoes.” I heard him sigh as he got up and was making his way to the kitchen when I stopped him midway. “Where are you going?” I asked with raised brows as he started pulling out some potatoes and other stuff.

“Making you sweet potatoes... what else?” Shrugging he got back to doing his things making me pout even more.

“But I don’t want your potatoes, I want... I want Jungkook to make them” I heaved a sigh when he just looked at me with wide eyes, as if I was crazy or something. “Don’t look at me like that, I can’t help my cravings.”

“Are you for real? You’re not expecting me to drive you all the way to his house, are you?”It was really evident on his face that he thought that I lost it, but I can’t help but crave those sweet moisture braised potatoes, only he knows how I like them.

I smiled in delight when my brother gave in, I didn’t know why I was so happy but I was getting what I desired. We were already in front of Tae’s house, knocking on his door continuously