"Here he is, your father, all cold-blooded and ..... boredom!" Rina thought, gently stroking her slightly bulging belly as she watched Jungkook's meeting from a distance so as not to bother them, and she didn't care what they said.
After Namjoon locked them up and beat Jungkook, and then he almost strangled Namjoon for, I quote, "You tied up my pregnant girlfriend, you bastard, I'm going to hang you upside down, smear you with sugar syrup, and open a jar of fire ants that I'll pour into your fucking pants! ", Jungkook began holding most of his meetings at home. His excuse was that he didn't want to take any more risks, if he was going to take drugs, at least he'd be home. He didn't intend for Rina's every pregnancy to be like a comedy action. Rina didn't know why he thought they would have other children, but for now she didn't argue.
She sighed and looked at him again, only to see that he was watching her closely. She saw him arrogantly say something to his interlocutors, and with a cold expression he got up and walked over to her. But the moment he turned his back on the others, a faint smile played on his face and his eyes softened. "How's mommy?" he asked softly as he stood beside her and stroked her belly lightly. "Are you hungry?" he smiled and she blushed. "I've always been hungry lately ..." she frowned, and he laughed softly. "At least not anymore ..." she interrupted. "Do not remind me!" Rina shook her head, dismissing the memory of the horror of the first few months of returning even the air she was breathing. "Will you finish soon?" she asked, and Jungcook looked back at his office. "I don't know, there's an absolute mess. Are you ...?" he looked at her with a raised eyebrow, and she blushed even more.
The nausea and vomiting might go away, but now Rina was in her second trimester and her hormones were raging. She was aroused by everything, and sometimes Jungkook wondered who was seducing whom. Not that he complained, not at all, but in moments like this, he wanted to have a quieter job. He looked at her little belly and sighed. "I will do what I can, my love, and you rest, because then I will not leave you alone!" he winked at her, kissed her softly, and stroked her belly one last time before returning to his meeting, regaining that cold, bored expression. Rina shook her head, proud of his acting skills, and headed for the kitchen.
"Look what I got!" she looked at Seokjin's hands, full of ice cream, biscuits, a bottle of cream, a jar of pickles, and chips. "You're spoiling me, oppa!" exclaimed Rina happily, and they sat down at the table.
Jin opened the jar of pickles, and she happily dipped one in the ice cream, broke some chips on top, and finally poured the cream over everything, licking it like a cat.
"If a food critic sees how and what you eat, he will quit his job and hide on a lonely island!" he laughed, and Rina wrinkled her nose. "Do we have strawberry jam?" she asked instead of answering, and he stared. "For God's sake, you will kill me!" Shaking his head, he got up, went to the refrigerator, and buried himself in it, taking out a few jars. "Blueberries, raspberries, there are also figs, rose hips ... No strawberries, do you want me to send someone to get you one?" he looked at her and rolled his eyes, then burst out laughing as she looked up at him and the jars in his hands.
"And these will do the job" Rina shook her head, and Seokjin gasped. "All of them?" she nodded and bit into the pickle covered in cream and crumbled cookies. "What do you have in there, a bottomless bucket?" he exclaimed, and she frowned. "You're right, I'm going to get huge and instead of walking, I'm going to wallow like a barrel!" she set down the pickle and sobbed. "Oh, no, no!" he immediately ran over and, leaving the jars, fell to his knees in front of her, grabbing her arms. "You look beautiful, Rina, really, look at this ..." he placed a hand carefully on her belly. "Baby needs food, and you're in great shape and more beautiful than ever!" he smiled broadly and she blinked, not believing a word he said.
"What did you do to her?" they both turned toward the door, and Yoongi and Taehyung were just entering. The younger one had taken on the role of something like the baby's big brother, and everything related to him led to an angry outburst from Taehyung.
"I'm nothing ..." Taehyung interrupted him rudely, pulling him to kneel in his place, and in a baby voice, embracing her belly, Taehyung leaned forward. "How's baby, is this uncle harassing you? Do you want pizza? Let's dump them, huh?" he spoke on her stomach until Rina burst out laughing.
As Taehyung continued to persuade the baby to dump them, she looked at Yoongi, who was shaking his head ironically. "Where are the others?" she asked, and Yoongi shrugged. "Hoseok is with Jungkook, Namjoon is in the company, with Jimin." he replied, approaching, stealing a few cookies from the table.
"I'm sorry, I'd really like to go back to work, but Jungkook won't let me." Rina bowed her head. "None of us would, sweetie!" Seokjin pursed his lips. "You know ..." Yoongi sat down at the other end of the table. "For the first time in four generations, baby Jeon will be born first ..." he said, and Seokjin looked at him thoughtfully. "True, I hadn't thought about that ..." he looked at Taehyung, then at Rina and her belly. "What does it matter?" she asked, also looking down.
"Once upon a time, Jungkook's great-grandfather and ours were just friends. The first Jeon started an illegal business, involving his friends as an organized group." Seokjin began to explain the story of the mafia family Jeon. "After a few years, the group became really famous and strong, but great-grandfather Jeon never found time to get married, unlike the others. When that happened, they already had children of their own." he smiled and Rina stroked her belly. "So the families connected forever, as each succeeding generation grew up together. Great-grandfather Jeon called them the 'six generals" The three families Kim, Jung, Min and Park were the wheels, and Jeon was the engine. But it had never happened before that Jeon was born first"he finished, shaking his head. "I suggest our maknae turned out to be better than us and in that" Yoongi murmured, and Rina smiled at him. "Don't be jealous, YonYon, I'm sure there's a sullen, sleepy, ironic young lady out there who's happy to take a cutie like you!" Rina encouraged him playfully, and Seokjin burst out laughing, patting the startled Taehyung on the back. "Tell me it's a mood swing, or I'll have to kill you!" Yoongi growled, and Seokjin raised an eyebrow. "As long as you're pretending to be hit, we all know you can't wait to have to work hard in pursuit of sex!" Seokjin joined in, and Yoongi nodded with a sigh.
"" Do you want sex - yes / no "can't be called exactly hard work!" Taehyung laughed and stood up, leaving Rina's stomach alone. "Don't you have another job?" Yoongi frowned and they laughed, and he got up and left the kitchen, leaving their jokes unanswered.
"Why did Yoongi Hyung look like someone had punched him in the stomach?" Jungkook leaned against the doorframe and smiled softly at Rina. "He argued with Rina's mood swings" Taehyung laughed, and Jungkook looked at him curiously. "What did you tell him so much?" Rina smiled and looked down. "That he will die alone!" Seokjin replied instead, and he and Taehyung burst out laughing again. "Is the meeting over?" Rina asked to change the subject, and Jungkook shook his head. "I let Hoseok finish, the important thing is gone, now there will only be complaints." he approached her, bent down, and, examining the food on the table, kissed her lightly. "Baby's inventing new flavors again, huh?" he  asked, and she laughed. "Come on, baby, it's time to rest" she took his hand and, with a gentle smile, waved to Jin and Taehyung.
"They're not just going to rest, are they?" Taehyung looked at Seokjin, who shook his head knowingly. "Would you rest?" he smiled.

"Come here!" Jungkook hugged Rina to the door as she closed behind them and gritted his teeth on her neck. Rina moaned, wrapping her arms around his neck and rising against him.
"I think this is my favorite time of your pregnancy!" he smirkedand Rina laughed, unbuttoning his shirt. "Are you sure we can ..." he took her hands and kissed her fingers one by one. "You two are more important than anything, my love!" she blushed shyly and he leaned down, kissing her passionately.
As she struggled with his shirt, he quickly unbuttoned the two straps of her wide dress, which slipped off easily, leaving her in only a bra and underwear. Jungkook stopped her and stepped back slightly, eagerly examining her body. "Jungkook ..." she bit her lip, blushing like a tomato and trying to cover herself with her hands. He grabbed her wrists, moving her hands to the sides. "That shouldn't be hidden, baby, at least not from me!" he fell to his knees, embraced the small bulging belly, and showered it with a few kisses. "Our child is inside, and for a man, there is nothing more beautiful and sexy than that" he whispered, and she looked down at him with the most tender smile he had ever seen.
"Where did the terrible cold-blooded Jeon Jungkook go from a while ago?" she joked, and he stood up, lifting her abruptly in his arms and carrying her to the bed. "Scary? Cold-blooded ..." he carefully placed her in the middle of the bed and leaned over her on all fours. "Now I'll show you!" he growled, pressing his lips to hers as he unbuttoned his pants and took off his shirt. Rina laughed and tried to push him away playfully. "You can't run away anymore, Miss Assistant! Never again, my love!" he leaned forward, careful with her belly, and she blushed as his lips pressed against the edge of her bra, tugging at him.
"Is that a threat, Mr. Jeon?" Rina moaned and he looked at her. His eyes were full of love and promise. "It's just a hint of the future that awaits you, baby, of everything I'm ready for you two, of the love you taught me, of the gratitude for not allowing me to make the same mistakes as my father and grandfather! ”he kissed her tenderly. "I love you, Miss Assistant!" he growled, and she wrinkled her nose.
"I love you more, Mr. Jeon!" Rina whispered before surrendering to the power of the man who was both cold as steel and gentle as velvet.