《Falling For Him. kth ✔》Bonus Chapter 2
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9 months later
Guess what tomorrow is? Its Jan 8th and guess what's on Jan 8th? Its my birthday!!! Taehyung made sure that I wouldn't have to work for the past 3 months although I insisted A LOT. But then I had to give up since he said something along the lines of Jungkook following me 24x7 in the hospital. The idea sounded tempting; I mean, why on earth would I give up a chance to bully kook this efficiently? Yet unfortunately he used the sister card on me and Minji literally begged me to just do nothing and stay home. I had to oblige
It was already 4 past noon and Mirae would walk in any moment. I prepared her snacks myself. Although the maids tried to help, I refused because Sitting idly the whole day is kinda annoying. I got the juice ready and a few cookies that Mirae likes were already on the table. Just when I kept the glass of juice on the table, I heard the school bus horn and went out to get Mirae.
My 8-year-old princess ran to me with a wide and bright smile and hugged my knees. I held her hand and led her in. The maids helped her freshen up and she was in the dinning in a few moments.
"Mommy I got an 'A' in my art class today!!" she chimed as she sat on the chair. I hummed as I peeled an apple and she stuffed a cookie in her mouth. After being satisfied with the cookie she continued.
"I drew an ostrich trying to catch a seahorse that stole a peacock's feather!!" she chimed again. I stopped peeling the apple and looked at her with a weird smile. Her gleaming eyes were piercing me. I swear to god I didn't know how to reply. Should I correct her or should I just cheer her on? And like a savior from the heavens we heard the door bell ring. Mirae swiftly got down her chair and ran hastily to the door.
"I'll get the door!!" she yelled with excitement as she rushed towards the door.
"Be careful Mirae or else you'll hurt yourself!!!" I yelled and followed her. She opened the door to Taehyung's secretory who had an envelope in his hand.
"Good evening Mr. Lee!!" Mirae greeted him politely.
"Good evening, Mirae" Mr. Jung replied and Mirae ran back to the dining to enjoy her cookies.
"good evening Dr" Mr. Jung said as he bowed and I too bowed before welcoming him in. I liked the way he called me doctor rather than calling me Mrs Kim like all the others in the company did. It was rare to see people actually see me for my profession and not as another madam of the Kim household.
"So, what brings you here Mr. Lee?" I asked as we both sat down on the sofas in the living room. The maids brought tea for him and he politely refused.
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"I came to hand in these documents to Mr. Kim. As you already know he's on a trip to the UK for an important project and he insisted to return directly to his house rather than to the office. These files need to be reviewed and approved by Mr. Kim urgently so I came in personally to hand it over. I hope I did not bring you any inconvenience ma'am" he said with a gentle smile.
"No not at all Mr. Jung. If you would've just contacted me in advance, I would have visited the company to get the documents myself. I'd rather have a small stroll around the town than to staying in the house all day" I said and he panicked.
"How could I, to a pregnant lady? Its better for you to rest as much as you can doctor and I wish to keep my job for a few more years. Calling you all the way to the company just to get a file will definitely get me fired even before you reach the company ma'am" he said and we both giggled.
Mr. Jung and I had a nice long chat after which Mirae's piano tutor arrived and she had to take lessons. After the tutor left Mirae did her homework, following which I and Mirae watched a movie, had dinner and then I put Mirae to sleep at 10 pm. At 10:45 pm, Taehyung arrived on time just as he had promised.
"Welcome back~" I hummed and his still energetic face made me wonder where he gets all his energy from? He gave me a peck and went straight to the bathroom. He came back and I served him dinner.
"Mr Jung dropped by today" I said as I watched him eat. He swallowed a spoon of rice and replied.
"Why did he come all the way?" he asked and then again shoved a spoonful into his mouth. He was such a messy eater with rice sticking over his cheeks. Still that's dayum cute.
"he came to hand in a few documents..." I said reaching for his cheek to get the rice off.
"..said they were urgent matters that need your attention" and ate the rice I got hold of. He nodded and started shoving rice again. He stopped abruptly and looked at me. He swallowed hastily and spoke.
"How's Junior and what about you?" Aahh I almost thought he wouldn't ask. It's become a habit. He always keeps the baby's and my health in check. Its like there's a software in his head which makes him do it involuntarily.
"junior and his mom are fine so finish up the plate first" I said with a small chuckle. Yet his spoon doesn't budge from the plate. And there he goes like always
"Vitals?"
"normal"
"contractions?"
"none today"
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"feverish or nausea?" he asked I sighed. If I stayed there any longer, he'd ask for a whole medical history of the past two days when he wasn't here.
"Nothing hon, really! I'm fine so have your dinner first" I said and gave him a peck on the cheek before leaving to turn on the security system of the house.
He finished his dinner gave a peck to his sleeping daughter and finally we were both in the bed about to sleep. It was 11:55pm and my eyes wouldn't close. I waited with anticipation and my phone started vibrating. It was Jimin. It was already 12:10am and Taehyung just slept LIKE A LOG.
I picked up the phone and the duo started singing a sweet birthday anthem to my ears. I listened to it with a stupid smile to be greeted by a chaotic 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N-AHHHH' by two weirdos.
"thank you" I hummed to which the two of them clapped wildly with one of them whistling in the background.
"So what are the two doing now? Having a nice candle light dinner? A party with hearts everywhere? Or a huge blimp flying over your house that has 'happy birthday my lovely wife' on it?" Jimin said and I looked at Taehyung's sleeping figure with a pout.
"Nothing" I said and sighed.
"THE HELL DOES THAT IDOIT EVEN CARRY IN HIS HEAD THESE DAYS? DON'T TELL ME THAT ******* FORGOT YOUR BIRTHDAY!!! GIVE HIM THE PHONE!! GIV- ". The cell phone and my ear were saved by Jimin's courageous act.
"Is he still asleep?" he asked and I could hear a 'GET MY COAT WE ARE KICKING HIS ASS' in the background.
"I'll take care of her honey just sleep for now and we'll talk in the morning, kay?" he said and even before I could respond I heard some animal trying to break free from the cage. I cut the call and was about to sleep and got a few more calls from Minji, Jin oppa and Ireen unnie, and then my parents and my colleagues. And Taehyung? It seemed like he was having a very pleasant dream. Finally, the ultimate call from the from the legendary person came. Jungkookadoodledoo was calling.
"happy birthday to the most useless person on earth I hope the second child also takes over hyung and that he is saved from the harsh criticism of this world" I was reeeeaaaally annoyed now. I started yelling,
"THANK YOU MR YOON!! I AM SO GLAD THAT I GET WISHES FROM SO MANY PEOPLE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT WHILE MY HUSBAND IS ASLEEP RIGHT BESIDE ME" Jungkook laughed hysterically.
"So hyung has finally decided to take rest from taking care of your ass for every 10 minutes I hope he sleeps in peace until the morning. Goodnight fat noona~" he said and cut the call. Yet my husband wouldn't wake up. I aimed at Tae's ass and kicked him so hard that he fell of the bed. He fell down and I bet he panicked since its not everyday when you get kicked in the ass while you're dreaming.
"Sweatie.." he said as he tried to get up from the floor and just knelt there when he saw my face.
"SWEETIE, MY ASS!! YOU DON'T EVEN WAKE UP WHEN I'M SCREAMING BESIDE YOU LIKE AN OLD HAG AND YOU DON'T EVEN REMEMBER THAT IT'S MY BIRTHDAY TO GET UP AND WISH. YOU CALL YOURSELF A HUSBAND? SLEEP ON THE FLOOR TODAY. IF YOUR SORRY ASS EVEN DARES TO GET ON THIS BED- ". I had to stop because it looked like I peed just now.
I flung the blanket away and realized it right when the contractions hit in like huge tides and I almost cried.
"the baby" I whispered and Tae didn't waste a single moment on scooping me up and running to the car. The maids followed suit and ran back of us. As soon as we got out of the house I cried. Tae was running but I could clearly see our backyard lit up like Christmas and balloons all over the trees. I got a glimpse of it as I was gently placed in the passenger seat all those pretty decorations, shining bright.
"Taehyung" I called out and finally he saw my face, my crying face, I know I looked awful but he panicked.
"It's fine honey, I'll be right here with you. You don't have to worry" he said I cried more and tried to call out to him and yet again he tried his best to console me without even realizing the reason for my tears.
I pulled him towards me and kissed him it was painful for me to move but I had to. I let go slowly and Taehyung was in a daze.
"I'm sorry, thank you and I love, love, love you sooo much" I said more tears running down my cheeks. He just smiled and pulled me towards his chest carefully, pecked my forehead and hugged me.
"I'd take a bullet to my heart for you and a kick is nothing compared to that. So, let's get junior out and kicking so that we can make more juniors further on, hmm?" he said and I just wailed like a child on his shirt gripping his arms tightly.
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It's a short one but I hope you like it. I won't be able to update until march coz of my exams. I will update TMO on march 15th. love you all <3
with love
sTae_with_min
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