— Three months later —

Monday, February 18, 2020.

8:20 am.

"Dude," Jaehyuk leans over his best friend as we're all waiting for y/n to come for the lesson, but I listen to what he's saying. "Have you seen how Miss Han inflated?" he chuckles, already getting on my nerves when I need to control myself. "She's pregnant, right?"

"Yeah, she's trying to hide her belly, but that's obvious," he raises his eyebrows but eats in class, talking about something that does not concern him. "She's not that hot anymore. I find pregnant women disgusting."

"Really? Some guys have a kink for them," he laughs. "And she's still fine right now, it's not too bad."

"No, dude," he grimaces at him, talking shit about women as always. "It's way too much already. How do you fuck a girl like that? It does not even turn me on."

"Well, a womb won't stop me if I'm horny, I'll just make her turn around and do it from behind," he dares to sneers, enjoying their disgusting conversation while I'm fuming on my chair. "And Miss Han still dresses sexily for a pregnant woman."

"Yeah, that's true, but still. I don't want to tease her anymore, I want to puke each time I think about fucking her," he stretches his arms and yawns out loud. "Hey, Dongsik," he coughs and smirks at the thought of what he's about to say. My best friend turns around but already looks done with him. "Are you the one who filled Miss Han up?"

He sighs. "It's definitely not you given the size of your dick," his comeback gets the poor guy to scoff nervously, and the entire class to wake up and laugh, but he leans back on his chair. "You're funny," he says, sarcastically. "Maybe this is Mister Park's fault then. That's weird though, because she's like, the number one bitch you could fuck anytime."

"Don't call her that," he stares at him, my jaw clenching the more I hear this piece of shit. I need to do as promised, which means I have to control my anger and not give him attention. "What? I know what happened the other day when she gave you a private lesson. I heard her moan your name, no wonder you're her pet," he licks his lips, proud of the bullshit he's saying. "As well as Jungkook is," he mentions me and looks in my direction. "Uh? You like that bitch because she sucks your dick, ri—" too many words getting out of his mouth, I rise from my chair and stomp towards him to throw my fist in his face but cause him to fall on the floor. "Don't fucking talk about her like that."

His lips part as the hit was violent enough to make him bleed, but he glances up at me and scoffs. "What? Are you the one who knocked her up?"

I clench my fists but cannot say a word, feeling taken aback at the sound of it. Not focusing on anything but my thoughts and feeling lost, one of his friends reacts to what I did and pushes me violently. "Get the fuck away from him," his words leave him, and everything becomes blurry around me once I feel my head hit something, and my body land on the floor.

'YOUR P.O.V'

"You son of a bitch!" Dongsik's voice echoes through the classroom that I haven't entered yet, and I hurry once I hear the students make a rumpus in there. I enter the room at a fast pace but see everyone focus on something, and my heart stops once I catch sight of Jungkook on the ground with Dongsik next to his side who seems to be helping him.

I drop my stuff on the desk quickly and rush towards them. "What the hell happened?" I nudge my way through the students but notice that Jungkook seems a bit in a daze, holding his head. "This fucking piece of shit pushed him, and he hit the desk with his head!" Dongsik reacts with wrath and glares up at the one who did it as I squatted down to check up on Jungkook. "Are you okay?"

"He's the one who started this!" one of Jaehyuk's friends dares to shout, but I order to everyone to go back to their seat and not say a word. Jungkook sits up, slowly, but I make sure he's all right.

"I'm fine," he does not look like it, so I help him to get up on his feet and peek at his hair, checking if there is some blood. "You should go to the nurse's office."

"No, I'm—"

"It's not a suggestion, Jungkook. Go and rest a little, it's your head, this is serious," I do not give him another choice, but he sighs and listens to me. "Dongsik, could you accompany him, please?"

"Yes, sure, ma'am," he agrees to it and goes with Jungkook, making me feel a bit less anxious. I hope nothing serious happened to him. "Ma'am," the student, that I hate the most in this entire school, addresses me at the wrong time. "I'm bleeding because he punched me, but you only care about him?"

"You still have enough energy and strength to complain, so no need to worry, just wipe it off," I brush him off, coldly, behaving in a way that a teacher shouldn't. I can't help it, I know for sure what he must have done again to provoke Jungkook and get this to happen, so I'm tired of it.

"I'm going to put this on the pregnant woman's hormones," he wipes his nose with a tissue, but I do not give him more attention. I take my stuff out and start the lesson.

•••

12 pm.

'JUNGKOOK'S P.O.V'

"She's waiting at the gate," Dongsik reads his texts while we're walking down the stairs, and I peek up at him. "And guys, you better not fucking annoy her, got it?" he warns us, especially Jaehyun who wouldn't miss a chance to bother his girlfriend.

"Why would we?" Jaehyun already smiles at him, but he locks his phone and puts it in his pocket. "You keep quiet the whole time. Don't ruin anything, I never have the opportunity to see her during the day so leave her alone."

"Sure," he rolls his eyes but agrees, and we step through the schoolyard, Dongsik walking at a fast pace as he must be eager to see his girl that he's been dating for more than five months now. As soon as he steps out, we all stay a bit apart and let him walk up to the only girl who is waiting all by herself, and who we assume to be Areum. He smiles at her brightly before putting his arms around her waist to kiss her.

"Hey, he likes thickness as well I see," the pervert by my side mentions as he couldn't keep quiet about her figure. "Why can't I have a girl like that, dammit? You have a damn hot woman, he has a cute, chubby, and small girl, and I fucking have no one. Why?"

"Maybe because you're a jerk and moron," I state facts. "And he has a big dick and abs, which you don't have either," Minjun adds to his grief, but I burst into laughter, always finding it funny whenever he appears out of the blue to say such things. The one who was aimed in the heart glares at us and obviously holds back from punching us. "You both shut the fuck up..."

I chuckle at his face but walk towards the two lovers, making me miss my precious one. "Let's go to the Subway," he takes her hand in his, and we follow. "Don't smooch just right next to us, that'd be very appreciated," Jaehyun already opens his mouth when he asked him to shut it, but Dongsik does not care.

We both head to the fast-food restaurant while talking about some games, and once we're in, they all order some food, but Dongsik pays for Areum. I watch him treat her like his little girl but see the dom he is in each of his actions.

"Baby...stop it," he whispers to her and kisses his lips, bringing her to a table with us as she seems to not like something. "I'm going to gain more weight, dammit..." she sighs, and I understand the matter. "No, you're not," he contradicts her, and we all sit at an empty table.

I try not to focus on them too much and get back in the conversation that Jaehyun and Minjun are both having but still notice Dongsik giving all his attention to his girl. I bite my nails while peeking at them, but he passes his fingers through her short hair and leans towards her. "Hey, you're not going to be mad because of a sandwich, are you?"

She gazes at him but seems to do the opposite of what he said. "I told you I was on a diet to lose weight..."

"Why?" he puts his hand on her lap to intertwine his fingers with hers, and she bends towards him to rest her head on his shoulder. "Because people say I don't deserve to be with you because you're fit, and I'm fat...I want to be pretty."

Dongsik obviously does not like to hear it. He sharply exhales and glances away. Knowing how he thinks and how he is, he must be hurt right now. He already smashed a guy because he told a girl she should stop eating because she looked like a pig which got her to cry, so I wouldn't be surprised if he's currently thinking about burning those people alive. I should not even remember that time he literally broke a man's hand next to me after seeing him touch a young girl up on a bus.

"Come with me," he stands up and brings her out of the place, probably to have a serious talk. So I stop being curious and listen to the conversation that turned into an argument about 'what is the best character of the game'.

"Where is he going?" they stop and pay attention to what Dongsik does. "He went out to talk with her about something because she's not feeling good," I tell them, and they understand and go back to arguing.

10 minutes later...

I eat the food that I had in my bag since my woman made it yesterday, and I treat myself with better than what those guys are getting for lunch.

No matter how good my food is, I cannot enjoy it to the full only because of the guy on my right who cannot stop peeking at it.

He bites into his bread but comes closer. "What is that?" he finally asks but stares down at it. "Creamy cajun chicken pasta, the best thing ever, this became my favorite dish since y/n cooked it."

"That sounds, looks, and smells good," he swallows what he has in his mouth. "Can I taste it?"

"No," I refuse and continue to eat what made my lunch break even better. "And if Areum is the one asking?" he brings her into it for no reason, and she looks at me. "Yes but because she's a girl."

"Oh, Miss Han's gonna be jealous," he says some bullshit, and I just ignore him and enjoy my meal. "She's not dumb."

"Wait," he leans closer to me as if he didn't want anyone but me to hear him. "What if you and Dongsik share your girls? That would be...damn...Dongsik takes your woma—"

"No," I cut him off instantly. "Don't even think about it."

"What if that's Miss Han's fantasy?" he chews near my ear, but I huff and drop my fork in my dish. "Shut up. Is there one day where you do not say something dumb?"

"Oh...all right...chill," he goes backward and leaves me alone. 

"Mommy cooked for his little boy yesterday, is that why you're eating the dinner's leftover?" Dongsik teases me about it, but I grin without willing to and just put more food in my mouth. "She cooks the best meals...so I can't leave anything."

"Hm," he smiles, knowing the way I behave with her.

— Five months later —

Thursday, July 2, 2020.

12 pm.

"Baby, where did you put the keys?" she looks for them as I put my shoes on in the entry room, and I look up at her, who's staying at the door of the living room. "I think I left them in the kitchen," I get up and fix my black cap. She goes away for a few seconds, leaving us both alone.

She must be excited since she only left the hospital a few days ago after giving birth to our baby that came earlier than expected.

I tuck my hands in the pockets of my white jeans and gaze down at Mingi, but I catch him already staring at me from his stroller, in his tiny jacket.

"What?" I lift my chin up and raise my eyebrows at him. "Don't stare at me like that," I frown, stepping aside to attempt to get out of his sight, but he keeps his big eyes fixed on me, moves his arms a little up, and makes some little noises.

I smile uncontrollably but notice his tiny fingers move, so I reach out for them with my hand, but as soon as my skin enters in contact with his, he wraps his fingers around one of mine, and I beam. My heart feels warm as ever, I wouldn't have expected to feel that way.

Once y/n comes back, I turn my head towards her, but she instantly lays all her attention on our baby and leans closer to him. "Aw, my little baby," she caresses his cheek and presses a kiss on his forehead, a kiss that I do not receive as often as I used to before.

I feel that way since the day she went to the hospital and gave birth to him. I feel left out.

/ flashback \

Thursday, June 6, 2020.

8:20 am.

I step inside the classroom since we have to wait for y/n to come, and I get on my chair to sit down. I drop my bag on the floor, feeling a little tired because of last night after y/n was sick.

I put my elbows down on the desk and rub my eyes, yawning without covering my mouth. As soon as I hear my woman's pumps, I hurry place my hand over my mouth and wake up. This must be way harder for her lately and yet she still comes to work every day without complaining, so I have to do so, and today is a good day, Jaehyuk is not here. What more could I ask for?

"Good morning," she smiles at us as we all stood up, and we bow to her, answering with the same words. She permits us to get back on our seat, I pull my long hair back but grab the bottom of my sleeves with my fingers, wearing a simple white long sleeve t-shirt that I tucked in my trousers since the weather is getting hot. I bite my nails but focus on her. She drinks some water and sits down, wearing a black, floral babydoll dress since I know she tries to hide her belly and that she's always hot.

"Are you all ready for the test?" she asks, and most of us answer with a 'yes' since we studied with her yesterday. "Good," she takes the pile of papers and lay them on the desk, and she gazes up at Dongsik to ask him to hand the tests. He goes for it with no hesitation and does it.

"Don't forget the date and your name, please," she reminds us, aware of how stupid we are. "And there's more on the back in case you never turn it upside down."

I take hold of my pen once my best friend lays the piece of paper in front of me, and I check very quickly what kinds of questions there are. This seems to be okay for me.

30 minutes later...

"Thank you," one of the boys smiles at her as she's been answering to many questions individually, walking around the room, and doing too much effort. Since I'm done with the test, my eyes remain fixed on her to check how she's doing, feeling like something is wrong. I fiddle with my pen, watching her head back to her desk, she places one hand on her belly, her breathing seeming a bit too fast.

I touch my lips but see her grab her bottle of water to drink again, standing next to her chair, once she puts the drink down, she closes it but lifts her hand up to her head. My leg bounces all by itself out of anxiousness, feeling in my guts that she's not okay. She bends over the table as if she needed a support, and I move backward to get ready to head towards her, but something I never saw in my life happens.

"Ma'am—" a boy gets shocked as soon as he sees her water breaks, getting Dongsik to shoot his eyes up since he's right in front of her, everything goes swiftly, he peeks at her with worry, but without even thinking twice, he stands up. "You should sit, Miss Han," he steps towards her, but I move as well. He avoids the liquid on the floor but puts his arm around her as she is barely able to stand on her feet, and he pulls the chair back and glances up at me.

"Oh—" she moans in pain but bends even more forth, holding her belly as she must be going through hell because of some contractions again. "Call an ambulance," Dongsik tells me, the whole class feeling worried and taken aback. I take my phone with my shaky hand and hurry to call.

Only a short second is enough for them to answer, so I explain what is happening while keeping my eyes on her but feeling on the verge of crying. While I'm doing this, Dongsik tells a guy to go and ask for someone's help, and this one runs out of the room to do as told. "Miss Han, I know it hurts, but you should sit down," he keeps his hands near her, and the call ends, but she tries to do as suggested and flattens her hands on the desk, her eyes still closed, squirming on her spot.

"I can help you, don't worry," he stays by her side, my heart beating fast and getting me to let him do everything. "Here, take my hand," he stretches it out to her and encircles her waist with one arm, and she holds onto him to get on the chair but almost lose her balance. I step forth in a hurried manner and squat down in front of her, but she spreads her legs and squeezes her thighs while struggling to handle this.

She makes a noise of suffering, but I start to panic, seeing her on the verge of losing consciousness. "Do you need anything?" I try to help her, not knowing what to do but hating to see her like that. She does not answer but bends her head forward, breathing hard.

"It's going to stop..." I touch her hand without holding back, already restraining from rubbing her back or doing more. "Breathe in and out..." I bite my lips, unable to do anything since the contractions cannot be relieved.

I turn around at the sound of someone coming in and see the director with the guy that Dongsik sent. "I want everyone to get back on their seat," he drifts the students away from us as they couldn't help but watch this as if this was a show, but I notice that the pain seems to fade. "Has someone called an ambulance?"

"Yes," Dongsik answers him, standing by her side. "All right, stay with her, I'm going to lead them and make sure they don't take too much time," he leaves, doing something useful for once. I look back at her but finally feel some relief once I see her relax a little.

She exhales heavily but bends her head back, and she ties her hair up, sweating a little bit. "Is it gone?" my eyes follow each and every movement of her body, but she doesn't open her eyes yet, she nods. "For now."

"The ambulance is coming, don't worry," I stroke the back of her hand but let go out of obligation.

5 minutes later...

The ambulance men walking inside the room as the contractions came back, and I move to the side to let them do their job and I put her on a stretcher, but once they go out with her, I take my phone out while following her.

I warn my little brother about this to not let them worry if I cannot answer my texts, and I quickly get to the outside, where the vehicle is. I'm stressing out so badly that each of my heartbeats feels like a hit in the chest.

"Are you accompanying her?" one of them addresses me as they're bringing her inside, and I nod. "Yes. I have to be with her."

"Who are you to her?" he asks in a haste, checking what his colleagues are doing. "I'm the father."

"The father?" his eyes look into both of mine as the truth does not seem like it to him, but I affirm. "Yes, I am. I can't let her leave without anyone, Mister."

"I..." he peeks at one of the other men and asks something. "He says that he's the father, can we bring him with us?" he voices out through the shrieking sound of the siren. "If he's the father then yes," his reply relieves me like ever, and they allow me to enter the vehicle to join her.

/ end of flashback \

I let go of him since she's here, and she puts her flat, thigh-high boots on. "Are you not wearing a jacket?" she peeks at my black t-shirt, and I shake my head. "It's hot outside."

She nods, my eyes taking another look at her pretty dark grey, plaid dress, and the neutral cardigan that has the same size as her dress. Each time I look at her I tell myself how lucky I am.

She runs her fingers through her hair that grew longer over time, and she takes her shoulder bag, before getting in front of the stroller and covering our baby's body with the small blanket more properly.