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Jimin smiled down at the tiny mound that was just barely beginning to show itself on his midsection. It easily looked as though he had eaten a big lunch, and skipped a day at the gym. And even more of surprise was the fact that there was two in him. Two beautiful little lives that could easily be snuffed out if he so wanted.
But after having sat in his car for an hour crying, and thinking that he wasn’t ready to be a parent, much less be a single one to twins, he had come to the realization that these two children wanted very badly to exist. They had beaten the odds and still managed to exist despite the fact that not only had Jimin taken a morning after pill after his romp in bed, but he had distinctly remembered using a condom with the father.
And yet here he was, despite his precautions, with an envelope of ultrasound pictures showing that he, Park Jimin, was pregnant…and with twins no less.
“You two really want to exist don’t you?” Jimin asked with slightly watery eyes.
He had thought it over for a while, and frankly, as much as he wasn’t ready to be a parent at the moment, he couldn’t find it in him to extinguish such determined little lives. He had just been told, so his emotions were still running on high, he was scared, he was worried, he didn’t feel ready, but he felt a loving pull to protect the tiny lives in him. It was overwhelming and it was scary, it he was also happy and excited.
Bottom line, it was a huge array of emotions and he wasn’t sure exactly what his next move was…but he knew that he needed to vent to his brother at least, and maybe Taehyung. Because while it wasn’t directly his fault that this had happened to him…he had hand in it to a small extent as he had been the one to push Jimin to…in his exact words, “Get that dick.”.
And boy was he paying for it now.
It had been roughly 2 months ago…
In a nightclub, both he and his platonic soulmate had been buzzed and sitting at the bar, taking a break from dancing. He and been whining and complaining to the tall omega about how he hadn’t gotten laid in a long time. And how he wanted to have sex so badly.
And that’s when Taehyung had spotted him. A tall, broad, buff, and tanned alpha. He had gone up to the U shaped bar with a group of friends, straight across from where Jimin and Tae had been sitting, smiling and happy, a beautiful big grin, with cute dimples, and shaggy dark hair that was elegantly pushed back, and bangs that at times hung down near his high cheek bones.
Taehyung hadn’t been attracted to him, personally, but he had instantly thought that Jimin would like him.
Just based on his giant physical stature, he seemed like the kind of alpha that could show his horny little friend a great time in bed.
“What about him?” Taehyung asked, raising his martini glass to his lips to take an elegant sip, “Big alpha 1 o’ clock.” He whispered.
And Jimin had been hooked from that moment on. He had smirked evilly in his seat as he had silently plotted on how to bag him.
He had smiled, flirted with him, danced with him, and easily gotten the alpha running his large hands over his body.
They hadn’t known each each other for more than an hour before Jimin had the alpha’s tongue shoved down his throat, and his hands grabbing fistfuls of ass.
They hadn’t bothered with names since they both clearly knew it was a one time thing. They had easily ditched their friends and wound up scurrying across the street to a hotel.
They had fucked all night like wild animals. They fucked as if the human race depended on it. He stood at an imposing 6 feet tall and had absolutely demolished Jimin’s ass that night with his large cock.
But he still distinctly remembered the alpha fumbling with tearing open the little foil package with a slightly light pink, peach scented condom. He remembered, despite being drunk, that the alpha had laughed at the sweet fruity smell before they had gotten down to doing the deed.
None of that mattered though because he didn’t know the alpha’s name, much less where or how to find him. And of course that alpha was the father because Jimin had just been told that he was roughly seven and half weeks along, and carrying two of his babies. He didn’t go around having sex all that often, and since then hadn’t had any other partner, mystery man was it.
“How am I going to explain you two to everyone?” Jimin said with a little frown. Thinking of how these innocent lives were going to be received.
He had a week or at most a few days, to think in private before he hit the eight week mark, and he was going to give off the very distinct smell of pregnant omega. At that point he wasn’t going to be able to hide it.
For now though, he wanted to just talk to Jihyun before anyone else.
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“You don’t know who the father is?” Jihyun asked a brow raised, trying to process exactly what Jimin had just recounted to him.
Jihyun was a sweet soul, nearly identical to his older brother Jimin, except he was slightly more tan and had dark hair. He was a beta, but slightly shorter than his older brother, and currently tip toeing around the fact that he and Yoongi, his not boyfriend, were still courting one another.
“I don’t exactly have a beautiful I saw him at first glance and want to court him love life going on like you and Yoongi.” Jimin said sarcastically.
After his morning appointment of crying, being happy, scared, and excited, he had pulled himself together enough to go find Jihyun at work.
And by work it hadn’t been all that hard since he was a yoga instructor at the same studio that Jimin worked at. They simply ran different classes in studio rooms across the hall from each other.
But here they both sat together eating lunch.
“You don’t have too. No judgement. I’m just wondering how you didn’t once ask his name.” Jihyun explained as he stabbed his salad.
“I wasn’t love at first sight. I was just…really in the mood to get laid, and sitting down for a chat wasn’t the first thing on my mind.”
“Okay well, origin aside, what do you want to do with the fruit of mystery alpha’s seed?” Jihyun asked with a sympathetic expression.
“Um…I just…I don’t know. I mean, I don’t know how to explain to mom and dad that some random alpha left me with a parting gift…much less that it was a one night stand whose name I didn’t get.” Jimin said with a frown, pushing his food around.
“Well do you want an abortion?” Jihyun asked softly, “It’s…an option you have every right to explore Jimin.”
“I know…but…when I saw them on the screen…it just seemed cruel. They didn’t do anything. They just found a way to exist, and it…sounds wrong to snuff out their little lives.” Jimin said with a guilty feeling in his heart.
“I get it. Yoongi and I will fully support you. But keep in mind that finding this guy if you even want him knowing just as a common curtesy, is going to be like finding a needle in a haystack, if at all even.” Jihyun pointed out.
“I know…” Jimin said with a frown, “If I keep them…I’m on my own…”
“Not that those kids will ever lack any monetary financial support…just that their father is unintentionally absent. And that’s…something you have to think of too.”
“I know…but I have you and Yoongi.”
“That you do.” Jihyun said with a smile, as that seemed to cheer Jimin up a little bit, “Take a few days to think it over before your smell changes.”
“I will. But thanks for letting me know I’m not alone in this.” Jimin said with a smile.
“Of course you do. No matter what you end up choosing to do.” Jihyun said reassuringly.
“You and your not boyfriend are amazing.” Jimin said with a smile.