pairing: jaebum x reader
genre/warning: no warning. angsty.
word count: 498
description: based on got7′s ‘don’t care’.
You weren’t answering his texts. He’d been gone touring for the past few weeks, and he’d texted you everyday. For the first week, you’d diligently replied, but as the weeks dragged on your texts had become more and more infrequent. Jaebum’s mind always went to the worst possible scenario. You’d met someone else. It wasn’t that hard to believe. You were beautiful, smart, talented. There were always guys chasing after you. This time one of them had caught you.
After arriving in Korea, Jaebum’s first stop is your apartment. He hesitates before knocking. You open the door, and he notices that you won’t meet his eyes. “Can I come in?” You nod still not meeting his eyes. He walks past you into the all too familiar apartment. He can smell something cooking in the kitchen, and the smell nearly overwhelms him. He wants this to be his life. He wants to come home to you after touring, to sit down with you and eat and chat.
He turns back to you. You’re still standing by the door, looking at the ground. “Why won't you look at me?” You don’t answer. “Have you met someone else.”
“JB. Why are you always like this? We’re not together. We’ve never been together. You lead your life, and I lead mine, and every once in a while we come together for a fun weekend.” Your words are daggers, and he steps back stunned. You still haven’t met his eyes, preferring to look at the ground.
“And what if I want it to be more?”
“It can’t.” Your voice breaks, and you choke back a sob. Jaebum is by your side in an instant, holding onto you.
“What is it? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” You push him away from you and walk towards the kitchen trying to get a hold of yourself. Jaebum follows behind you.
“Please tell me.” His voice breaks your heart. You want to tell him. You want him to take you into your arms and promise you he’ll always be there for you.
“Just go.” You sigh as you return your attention to the food on the stove.
“No.” His voice is firm. He walks up to you and forces you to face him. “We’ve done this back and forth for too long. I’m tired of it. I want to be with you, and I want you to be with me and no one else.”
“JB, you’re an idol-”
“I don’t care. All I care about is you. All I want is you, and I’m going to be with you no matter what. Now, please tell me. What’s going on?” You finally look into his eyes. You can see the truth of his words, and it scares you to death that what you’re about to say might turn that truth into a lie.
“I’m pregnant.” His breath hitches in his throat, but he doesn’t step away, he doesn’t take back what he said. Instead, he pulls you into his arms.
