Playground

"How does it feel to be engaged to Jaebum-ssi?"

"It feels the same. Nothing's changed, except I'll be stuck with his butt for the rest of my life." I rub my hands on my legs. After out engagement was put out there, manager-hyung has been getting call after call for interviews. He ignored them at first, but then people started creating stories on why he wasn't responding.

So I'm here, since Jaebum is busy with concerts and fan meetings. Its nerve wracking, having these questions thrown at me with the expectation of having to answer right away.

The interviewer, Seungi, laughs. "Is he that bad?"

I smile, and think about our current life. "No not at all. He's perfect, everything about him is perfect. Sometimes I think that this is all a dream, but then i wake up next to the love of my life and i know its real."

Everyone awes and Seungi moves to sit on the edge of her seat. "Speaking about waking up next to him, do you guys plan on having any kids soon? You and Jaebum are in your twenties now. So any baby plans soon?"

A blush rushes to my face, tinting it red. I cough nervously into my hand, "Um we haven't really spoken about that. So no?"

"What about you yourself? Do you want to have babies anytime soon?"

"Yeah, I'd like to have one. But I'm not going to pressure Jaebum into anything."

Seungi smiles. "I understand. Well I wish you the best of luck in your marriage with him," she faces the camera. "That's all for today guys, kamsahamnida." We wave goodbye.

After the interview, I'm escorted to a car. I sigh, relief spreading throughout my body. Hopefully that's the last interview I have to do by myself. I plug my earphones in and play my music. My eyes close as I lean against the headrest; might as well take a nap.

"Rae!"

"Oof." I'm suddenly crushed in my fiancée's arms. "Hi."

He picks me up and twirls me in the air. "I missed you so much."

Jackson scoffs. "You literally saw her like six hours ago dumb ass."

Jaebum puts me down and runs after a dramatically screaming Jackson Wang. I go and sit in a chair in between Mark and Junior.

Mark nudges my shoulder, "I heard about the interview."

"Which part?"

"Well all of it but mostly the part where you said you'd want to have little Ims in the near future."

I hit his leg. "Stop Mark."

"Mark stop harassing my wife!" Jaebum yells from under Jackson. He's currently pinned under him.

"I'm asking her a question!" He faces me again. I shake my head. "Noo Mark."

"Make sure to name one after me. Their best uncle."

Bambam and Yugyeom pop out of nowhere. "Wait! You're having a kid??!!"

Yugyeom gasps, "YOU'RE PREGNANT!?"

He might have yelled that a bit too loud because Jaebum drops Jackson on the ground.

I get up from my seat and push Bambam away. "No!! Im not, stop putting words in my mouth! Stop bothering me!"

This shouldn't have gotten me angry but it did, so much. I guess I have a temper just like Jaebum.

I walk out of their dressing room, and head near the exit of the stadium. Going outside would be suicide since theirs probably still fans lurking around, waiting for the boys to leave.

I sit down against the wall next to the door. When i look up, I see Mark with a sad smile on his face. "Hey I'm sorry for that. It's my fault for speaking about it."

I shake my head. "No it wasnt," I sigh. "I should be apologizing to Bambam. I overreacted, but Jaebum's face scared me."

He sits down next to me, bringing my head onto his lap. His hand begins stroking my hair. "Why'd you say that?"

I try curling my body in more. I think back and his expression pops up. My eyes get teary. "His face. It looked as if having a kid would be the worst thing. He looked...he looked," I start crying. "Im sorry."

Mark runs his hand up and down my arm in a comforting gesture. "Hey there's no need to apologize. And trust me when i say this. Jaebum would never ever hate having a child. He'd be ecstatic, especially since it's with you. He loves you, and he'll love your future kids just as much."

I dig my head into his stomach. "I want to go home." He nods and gets his phone out. Mark makes a call to the manager, alerting him of our early departure without everyone else.

Mark gets up, with me in his arms, and walks us out to where the car is. Not long after we open the door, the screaming of fans is heard. "MARK! OPPA!"

Mark ignores them and gets us into the vehicle. He covers my face with his jacket to his best ability, blocking out the flashes of the cameras and to hide me from the fans. "You'll be okay."
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"How is she?"

There are people in the room. After Mark and I arrived back to the dorm, I had fallen asleep. I'm in Jaebum's room, wrapped up in his favorite sweater.

Mark let out a deep breath as he ran his hand through his hair.

"She's okay. Just got scared over something," i hear footsteps nearing the bed. Two bodies sit near my feet. "Hey Jaebum, if she ever is pregnant with your child, would you leave her?"

No one says anything for a bit. "No. The thought wouldn't even cross my mind. I would love her and my child."

I open my eyes and see Mark's and Jaebum's backs. Mark has an arm around Jaebum's shoulders, as if hugging him from the side. "That's good. Make sure you tell her that," Mark stands up. "I'm gonna head to bed. See ya."

He closes the door behind him. Jaebum doesn't move so I kick him. "Hey."

Jaebum turns around. "Im sorry for whatever I did." I shake my head. "No I'm sorry. I just got frightened. Are Yugyeom and Bambam okay? I don't want them to feel guilty."

He crawls towards me, and lays his head on my thighs, eyes looking up at me. "They're fine. Both of them will most likely be apologizing to you tomorrow so prepare."

I nod, eyes on his face. We don't speak, just observe each other's expressions. He gives me a lazy smile.

"I love you, you know that right? And I'll also love any children you give me in the future."

We move around the bed, getting comfortable in each others arms.

"Ok."

I should've told him.