JIMIN

Bee had been acting weird lately. We had been happily married for a month and a half or so, but recently she was grumpy, and didn't want me to touch her.

"We're out of apple juice again," I heard her complain as she slammed the fridge door, "Why are we always out, Jimin, are you drinking all of the apple juice?"

"No, babe, I'm not drinking any of it," I called. This was the second time this week she had asked me this, and I couldn't understand why apple juice was so important to her, "There's orange juice,"

"I don't like it," She muttered, coming to sit next to me. I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and she relaxed into my body, making me smile. She was still cuddly, most of the time, though.

Taking a deep breath, I decided to ask her the question that I knew was going to earn me a night on the sofa.

"Are you.. You know.. Due on your..?" As expected, Bee narrowed her eyes at me.

"Why?"

"Ah, no reason," I laughed awkwardly, "Are you hungry? I'll order dinner,"

Bee sighed and closed her eyes as she leant her head on my shoulder, "I'm sorry, Jimin. I guess I have been a bit hormonal,"

I tilted her chin up and pecked her lips quickly, "It's alright. What do you want for dinner?"

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BEE

Yoongi frowned at me as I downed the glass of apple juice that he had only seconds earlier put infront of me.

"Thirsty?"

I laughed, "Sorry, but lately, I just can't get enough of the stuff!"

"I guess it makes you need the toilet a lot, too?"

"Yeah, I constantly need to go," I answered, placing the empty glass back onto the coffee table.

"You know," He said, taking a sip of his coffee, "Hoseoks sister was like that when she had a bun in the oven,"

"A bun?" I asked, perplexed, "She drinks apple juice when she cooks?"

Yoongi shook his head, "Poor innocent kid," He muttered, "No, she was acting like this when she was pregnant. Well, she was drinking orange juice, but still,"

If I was holding my glass when he had said that, I would have dropped it, "Pregnant?! No, I'm not pregnant,"

"You sure, Babe?" He asked, putting his mug down, "When are you due on?"

I counted on my fingers, "I last came on the week after we got married so.." I trailed off, the colour draining from my face, "Around last  week,"

"Ah," Yoongi said, "Take a test,"

"But-"

"I'm guessing I don't need to ask if you've been safe," He said, "Because otherwise you wouldn't be panicking as much,"

"I'm not panicking," I lied.

He just looked at me and I sighed, "Fine, I'll do a test,"

"Do one now,"

"I don't have one," I snapped.

"Well buy one," Came the reply, "I'll come with you,"

I sighed as I got to my feet, "What about the cameras? There always seems to be one around lately,"

Yoongi paused, "I'll buy it for you and you can take it home and do it," He suggested, "It's probably better that Jimin be the first one to find out whether you are or not, anyway,"

An hour later, I was at home, pacing about in the bathroom. Jimin was due home in less than  half an hour, and I still hadn't done the test.

Deciding to be brave, I unwrapped the little test from the foil wrapping and re read the instructions for the hundredth time.

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JIMIN

I was finally home after an exhausting day at work. I had spent all day going over the ideas for the advertising on Yoongi and Namjoons new single, and it had taken quite a while to decide. Both men had left it to me to choose, as they knew I had more experience, so I was left with these two, stuffy old men pointing at pictures of half naked women and nodding.

We had finally come to an agreement (no half naked women), and I had gone into the store before driving home, to stock up on apple juice for Bee. I didn't really know much about PMS and things like that, but the stereotype was that girls liked chocolate, so I got some of that, too.

When I came home, Bee was nowhere to be found, but her car was in the lot, so I looked through the apartment for her.

"Bee?"

"I'm in the bathroom," Her voice came out muffled from behind the door, so I put my jacket away and changed out of my suit, before heading to the kitchen so make myself a coffee.

When I turned around, I nearly hit the ceiling, I was so scared.

"Babe, you scared me!" I gasped; Bee was standing behind me on the other side of the island, and I hadn't even heard her come in, "I'm making coffee, do you want anything?"

"Jimin," She said, and I frowned, noticing that she looked a little off.

"What's wrong?" I asked, placing my mug back on the counter, "Are you okay?"

She shook her head, and then nodded, and then shook her head again. Without speaking, she held out a little plastic stick, and I took it, looking down at it, before up at her, confused.

"What's this?"

"It's a pregnancy test," She said softly.

"A.. Pregnancy test?"

"I'm pregnant, Jimin. You're going to be a father,"

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AN: Hey guys! It's here!

don't worry, you will get your smut, but I haven't written smut in a while (especially innocent first times) so it might take a while lol.

interesting note, when I got pregnant, I was also obsessed with apple juice and it was my sister who was like "I bet you're pregnant!"