"You're proposing to me?" Y/N asked, her voice a mixture of surprise and confusion.

Jungkook's eyes were filled with earnest emotion as he replied, "I'm in love with you, Y/N. I've been in love with you for a long time." He stopped touching her body and took a seat on the stool beside the table. Y/N sat up, staring at him with a mix of apprehension and hope. "You're pregnant with my baby." He reached out, placing his palm on her stomach. "We've wasted so much time. I know I'm making the right decision. You're the only woman I want. I don't want to let you slip through my fingers."

"Jungkook, I love you too," Y/N said, her voice trembling with genuine emotion. "You don't need to propose to me to keep me around. I like being with you and spending time with you." She covered his hand with her own, feeling the warmth of his touch. "We're having a baby."

As she looked at him, a conflicted whirl of thoughts surged within her.

This isn't just about love. It's about control and power. The baby will bind him to me forever, and I'll have everything I want. No one will stand in my way.

She nodded slowly, the realization sinking in. I'm making the right choice, but it's not just about our future. It's about asserting my place, making sure nothing jeopardizes my plans.

The pieces are falling into place. Soon, everything will be exactly as I need it to be.

"I want you to have my name," Jungkook said, his voice firm and determined.

Y/N looked at him with a mixture of curiosity and skepticism. "Is this about your kid being born a bastard or some weird kind of crap? It's the twenty-first century, Jungkook. Your kid doesn't need your name."

He smirked, his gaze intense. "I don't give a shit about my kid's name. I need to own you, possess you, and know that everyone who ever meets you will see that ring on your finger and back the fuck off."

Y/N tilted her head, a bemused smile playing on her lips. "Are you staking your claim?"

"Yes."

She laughed softly, her eyes glinting with a hint of mischief. "Well, I never picked you for a Neanderthal."

Jungkook leaned in, pressing a kiss to her lips. He rubbed his cheek against hers, his touch tender yet assertive. "When it comes to you, I'll do whatever I have to in order to claim you."

"I'm not going anywhere." She gripped his arms, her touch reassuring.

"Why are you always fighting me?" he asked, frustration mingling with his affection. "You're in love with me. We're going to have a baby, and you're not giving in to what we both want."

Y/N licked her lips, her throat working as she swallowed nervously. What if he really does mean it? She thought. But how long before the truth comes out? I need to be prepared.

"I guess, after everything that's happened in our lives, I'm scared you're going to marry me and after the baby's born, you're going to regret it. You were once with my best friend, and that same best friend tried to kill me. I'm just—I'm scared, Jungkook. I'm so scared." She nibbled on her lip, her insecurity genuine yet laced with a deeper uncertainty.

Jungkook's touch was gentle as he stroked her hip. He took her lips in a deep kiss, his tongue exploring, his passion undeniable. her's nails dug into his arms, a small reminder of the intensity between them. He hated that she constantly found ways to pull away, yet he couldn't stop his pursuit. She's the one, he thought. No matter how many times she pushes me away, I'll keep coming back.