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“You made it to your third trimester!” The doctor exclaimed as you and Namjoon sat in the doctor’s office.
“I feel huge.” You comment, watching your baby girl on the screen in front of everyone.
“If it helps you’re huge for a good reason.” Namjoon comments, you look over at him and gently hit his arm, smiling fondly at his comment.
Being seven months pregnant has truly taken a toll on your body in more ways than one. You’re more tired during the day and your back constantly hurts whether you’re sitting up or laying down.
“She may be a good reasoning, but I feel like she’s pressing on my lungs.” You point out.
“That is normal, it may feel like that for the next few months. Luckily for you, she is very healthy and everything looks good. You’re making good progress.” The doctor says as she hands you a paper towel to wipe the gel off of your stomach.
Namjoon helps you sit up on the table and rubs your back when you wince in pain.
“Have you two thought of any names for her yet?” The doctor asks the both of you.
“You know, that is one thing we haven’t thought of yet.” Namjoon looks down at you and you nod your head in return.
“There’s no rush, you still have about two months left, so there’s plenty of time to choose. How about the nursery?”
“We have a crib and that’s the farthest we’ve gotten. We’re actually planning on finishing it up this weekend.” You informed her, Namjoon nods in agreement.
“That sounds like a good bonding experience for you two. And what about a birthing plan? That is one of the most important things for expecting mothers.”
“I want to give birth at home. I’m familiar with the environment and it is a much cheaper alternative. My best friend is also a certified doula so someone I trust will help me deliver the baby. “ You tell the doctor, and she writes the information on her chart.
“That sounds like a good plan. Well everything seemed good, continue taking your prenatal vitamins, walking every few days, and staying hydrated to try and keep cool during these hot months. Unless you guys have any more questions, you’re free to go.” She stands up and you both wave goodbye as you leave the room.
“So what’s first on our list?” Namjoon asks, looking down at you.
“We need to go by the baby store and get the changing table and pick up the rocking chair as well. Then go back to your house to set everything up.” He reads the list from his phone as you both walk to his car.
“That is going to be exciting but tiring.” You admit, making your way inside of the car.
“Very true, but it’ll be so worth it.” He reassures you and you smile at his statement.
“Speaking of rooms, how will that work out when she’s born? I know you and Jimin are together, but as her father I need to be there to help.” Namjoon said, not yet starting the car.
“You know, I haven’t thought of that. You’re right, you’re her father and you need to be there. Jimin and I aren’t living together anyways so it wouldn’t be weird.” You tell him and he releases a breath of air.
“Nervous much?” You chuckle and put on your seat belt.
“Well yeah, I didn’t want to potentially start an argument.” He copies your action and starts the car.
“What does Naomi think about this?” You ask quietly.
“I wouldn’t know.” He responds, you raise an eyebrow in confusion.
“We broke up almost a week ago.” He says before you can respond.
“Namjoon! Why didn’t you say something earlier?” You exclaim, staring at him while he keeps his eyes on the road.
“I don’t know, I just felt as though not everyone needed to know.” He says, shrugging it off.
“Nah, that’s not it. You just didn’t want me to say I told you so.” You cross your arms as a smug smirk appears on your face.
“Okay, and?” He asks quietly and you laugh while shaking your head.
“Well for starters, I told you so. Second of all, you are my best friend and you should have come to me.” You look over at him and he looks back at you when he comes to a red light.
“I know, I’m trying, I promise I will get better at telling you things.” He gives you a smile and you match his expression.
You two continue to stare at one another in silence, your eyes make their way down to Namjoon’s lips and you suddenly wonder what they would feel like against your own.
“Shit green light.” Namjoon says, pulling you out of your thoughts. He turns back to the road and starts driving again.
You sit back in your seat and cradle your stomach when the baby starts to kick, you look out the window and close your eyes, trying to clear your head and forget about what you were thinking.
“Everything okay?” Namjoon asks with a tone of concern in his voice.
“Yeah she’s just kicking.” You respond, still trying to clear your mind.
You open your eyes when you feel a large, warm hand on your stomach. When you look at Namjoon his eyes are still on the road, one hand on the steering wheel and the other comforting your anxious child.
“My mom said when I would kick a lot, my dad would rub her stomach and it helped calm me down.” He explains to you, briefly turning his head to smile at you.
“It worked.” You say quietly, in awe of how his method worked, and his hand still on your stomach.
“I knew it would.” He chuckles and rubs soothing circles over your stomach. You look down and smile at his hand on your bump. You set your hand on top of his and go back to looking out of the window.
“No, just thinking.” You respond, the rest of the car ride is filled with small talk, the radio, and Namjoon’s hand protecting your daughter’s temporary home.
“What if we named her Jamie?” Namjoon asks.
When the two of you make it back to the apartment, you order dinner and start choosing names in order to pass the time.
“Cute, it’s a maybe. What about Eden?” He raises an eyebrow and shakes his head.
“What’s wrong with Eden?” You ask, crossing your arms and getting defensive.
Namjoon laughs loudly at your reaction and writes it down on the piece of paper in front of him.
“Nothing, it’s on the list now since you like it.” He looks at you and you playfully roll your eyes at him.
“What about Leilani, it’s Hawaiian for heavenly flowers.” Namjoon informs you and you take the pencil from him and write it down.
“Glad we came to an agreement.” He says and you giggle.
“How about Elena? Like the Disney princess.” You suggest and he shrugs his shoulders.
“Maybe.” He puts it in a separate section on the piece of paper.
“I got it! Do you like the name Juniper? Her nickname can be Juni.” Namjoon smiles proudly and writes that down before you can object.
“Well alright then, I think we can stop now.” You reassure him and place the pad on the coffee table.
“We should probably talk about this co-parenting thing more in depth” You remind him and he nods in understanding.
“I thought about this in the car and I think that when I’m officially 9 months you should move in with me, there’s more space for us here, it’s the same commute time from here to your job, and it would be nice to have you around when she does finally get here.’ You explain and watch as he takes in all of the information.
“I’m okay with that too, have you talked to Jimin about it?” Namjoon asks and you look away from him clearing your throat.
“And why haven’t you told him?” Namjoon sits back on the couch and looks over at you.
You gently fall back onto the cushions and shrug your shoulders in response to his question.
“I don’t know, I’m just nervous I guess.” You look at him and he laughs at your response.
“Jimin is such a chill person, I know if you’re honest with him then everything is going to be just fine.” Namjoon calms you down and gently pats your hand.
You feel your body start to calm down at the feeling of your hand under his larger one, you sigh out in relaxation and close your eyes.
The moment your body begins to relax, your phone starts to ring and you jolt up quickly, grabbing it immediately.
“Oh it’s just Jimin, Jesus Christ.” You check the caller ID, and slow your breathing.
“You’re going to scare yourself half to death.” Namjoon rubs your stomach when the baby’s kicks become more frequent and shakes his head.
“Oh hush, hey Chim what’s up?” You answer the phone and sit back on the couch.
“Hello beautiful, are you busy? I have time off and was wondering if you wanted to spend that time together.” He says and you look over at Namjoon, who’s slowly falling back asleep while rubbing your stomach.
“Namjoon and I are hanging out right now. We were supposed to paint her room, but started thinking of baby names. Now we’re waiting for dinner.” You inform him.
“Oh, I see. Parenting things, well don’t let me interrupt. You let me know when you’re available and I’ll be here.” You can see his smile in your mind and it brings a small smile to your face.
“That sounds perfect Jimin, I’ll let you know my schedule, have a goodnight.” You both say your goodbyes and you disconnect the call.
You look down at Namjoon and run your fingers through his soft strands of hair. You let out a small breath of air and continue to watch him.
“I can feel you staring.” Namjoon mumbles, making himself more comfortable in your lap.
“How do you know when I ‘m looking at you?” You ask, completely in shock.
“We’ll just call it my dad’s senses.” He turns so that he’s looking up at you over your bump.
“This is such an unflattering angle, why are you looking at me like that.” You look away from him and he sits up swiftly.
“You do not have unflattering angles, be nice to yourself.” He pokes your nose and you gently hit his arm.
“I know my angles Joon.” You point a finger at him in a playful manner.
“And I know your angles too, how do you think she got here?” Namjoon asks, pointing toward your stomach.
Your eyes widen and you smack his arm in shock before you burst into a fit of laughter. Namjoon guards his arm and laughs along with you.
“You are absolutely awful Joon!” You exclaim, wiping a tear from your eye as your laughter dies down.
When your laughter completely stops you two look up at each other simultaneously.
“It’s to have you back in my life.” You confess.
“I hated not talking to you, I couldn’t stand being upset with you. It just didn’t feel right.” He replies, you nod in agreement.
“For the sake of our relationship, and more importantly the baby. Let’s never do that again.” You hold out your pinky finger.
Namjoon mimics your action and links his pinky around your own, you both lean in and kiss your fingers. You both keep eye contact with one another as your lips touch your fingers, and they follow as you both move away.
You reluctantly let go of his fingers and clear your throat, you once again try and clear your head of the feelings and urges in your head.
“Our food should be here soon, I should go and check on it.” He stands up quickly and clears his throat.
As you watch him walk away, you try to resist the urge to ask him your burning question, but you just can’t resist.
“Namjoon, why did you and Naomi actually break up?” You stand up slowly and walk over to him.
“T-the food is almost here, I need to-” He begins to stutter and tries to turn around but you gently hold his wrist in your hands.
“Is it my fault?” You ask, concern clear in your voice.
“No! No of course not. Why would you say something so silly?” He asks.
“Then why aren’t you two together. And you better not lie to me either. We promised one another that we would be more honest. How come the two of you broke up?” You look up at him and wait for an answer.
He looks down at you and sighs in defeat when he sees that you are not going to give up.
“When we sit down and eat, I’ll tell you. Is that okay with you?’ He walks to the front door after the doorbell rings to go get your food.
You watch as he walks away and you let out a sigh, you walk into the kitchen and grab a bottle of water. You drink it down rather quickly and put the top back when you finish it, Namjoon walks into the kitchen and places the food on the counter.
“Let’s talk and eat on the back patio.” He grabs the bags of food, you bring the cups and silverware.
When you step onto your back patio your eyes are met with a beautiful scenery. The sun is setting and the sky is a gorgeous pink and orange color, with hints of purple. There’s a small breeze and the air feels comforting.
You sit across from Namjoon and hold your stomach as you look at the sky, Namjoon stops unpacking the food and takes a picture of you instead.
Your head turns at the sound of his camera and you raise an eyebrow.
“Did you just take a picture of me?” You ask.
“I have no idea what you mean, here you should eat.” He feeds you a spoonful of rice, and when you try to object your taste buds are met with a burst of flavors and spices.
“You are so lucky I like rice. Now please tell me why you and Naomi broke up” You wipe your mouth with a napkin and wait for him to answer your question.
He hands you a plate and stays silent for a while before finally answering your long waited question.
“Our feelings didn’t match.” He answers, making himself a plate.
“What does that mean?” You ask, now more confused than you were before.
He chuckles at your confusion and looks up at you, giving you a slight smirk.
“You shouldn’t date someone, especially when you think that you’ve got feelings for someone else.” He answers your question, and your mouth opens slightly.
You wipe your face and swallow your food quickly, setting the plate on the table in front of you.
“Vanessa I still have feelings for you, I know it’s wrong and it’s not fair to you or Jimin, that’s why I didn’t want to say anything.” He explains.
“But how is keeping your feelings hidden fair to you?” You sigh and take in all of this information.
“I need you to know that no matter how I feel about you, I would never come in between you and Jimin. I’m not that kind of person. I just know that I need to be there for you and the baby. And that’s what I’m going to-”
“Namjoon I think I love you.”
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