Seo-yeon stared at the pregnancy test in her hand. Her fingers were shaking. She couldn't believe it.
Two red lines.
She had taken the test so many times, she couldn't count again, hoping maybe she was dreaming or she was delusional
And her patience was squashed every time, the pregnancy test result showed the same result, No matter, how many times she took the result.
She was pregnant, really pregnant. It had happened after only one night, and here she was pregnant, she mused, " I'm I that fertile"
Nobody would believe her. Even she wouldn't have believed it if it weren't happening to her.
The baby's father was Min Yoongi, AKA SUGA of BTS, a famous boy band group. Yoongi was a member in the group.
Seo-yeon was carrying his child. It still amazes her that she could meet her idol not to talk or think of her carrying his child.
She couldn't help but think back to how it all started. It took a single message to ruin her illusion of a happy relationship.
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That night, She had been told that there would be extra work at the office, she had called and told her boyfriend.
"Baby"
"What's up, love"
"I just called to tell you that I would be late. I'm working overtime today".
"Ok".
That was all. She thought she was just gonna have a busy night. Until.....
An hour into Working, her phone buzzed with a message. She picked it up and frowned.
"Your boyfriend is cheating on you."
She stared at the screen, then scoffed. "And you expect me to believe that?"
She looked at the unknown number for a few seconds before typing again.
"And who are you?"
The sender ignored her question and wrote back:
"He's cheating on you with your bestfriend."
"You really think this is funny right. You should stop your prank, cause do you expect me to believe you?" she replied immediately.
"They are at your shared apartment right now, having a go at it. That's all I have to say. Whether you believe or not depends on you."
She scoffed again. "You really expect me to believe that my boyfriend and best friend are cheating on me? You're funny," she said to no one in particular.
Thirty minutes later, she still couldn't focus on her work. She felt like she was sitting on pins.
She wanted to go and check. But she felt like she will be disappointing her boyfriend, if she went.
Twenty minutes into her conflicting emotions. She decided it wouldn't hurt for her to check, what was going on.
It's not like she doubted her boyfriend she just curious about prompted the messenger.
Finally, she stood up from her chair. She had made up her mind to check what was going on. She looked straight at her co-worker, "Lisa,help me tell the boss I had an emergency at home".
Before Lisa could even make out a word. Yeon had rushed out of the office building, flagged a taxi and rushed home.
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As the taxi pulled up at her unit.She hurriedly got out of the taxi, forgetting to pay the taxi man. He called out.
"Ma'am, you forgot to pay up".
Immediately she realized her mistake.She apologized. "I'm sorry, how much is the fare".
"That would be 15,000 won ma'am".
She took out her phone and made the payment.
"Have done it sir, Sorry for the delay".
"No worries ma'am, have a good day"
"Thank you"
She rushed to the door and she took out her key and tried to open the door she fumbled a little, as she was feeling a little bit anxious.
Right at the doorstep, where the shoes were kept, she saw a familiar pair. They were the newly released Nike J-Hope Air Force 1 sneakers.
She and her best friend, Yerin, were both ARMY, (Fans of the world wide popular group, BTS), and they had been excited about the release. The sneakers were Yerin's favorite, and Seo-yeon had given them to her on her birthday.
She calmed her sinking heart. It can't be only Yerin who owns that pair. Right?
What if they belong to one of Daehyun's friends?
"Oppa!" she called out, but nobody answered.
She walked further in and heard faint moans from the bedroom. "No, no, no, no, no," she whispered, rushing toward Daehyun's room.
What she saw froze her on the spot. Her boyfriend and her best friend were naked under the sheets, tangled together.
She saw daehyun banging the life out of her best friend and she could hear Yerin's high-pitched voice from where she stood.
Seo-yeon screamed.
The two jumped apart, both still panting.
Daehyun looked up and saw his girlfriend. He went pale. He leaped out of bed and hurried over to her.
"Baby, it's not what you think."
"It's not what I'm thinking? Then what is this?"
"Baby, I promise you, it's not what you're thinking"
"Yes, Bestie, please let me explain"
"Explain what, babe she was the one that seduced me and lured me into cheating, please forgive me".
Yerin shot back immediately. "You were the one who asked me out! You told me you had money and that you'd spoil me. Bestie, I never meant to betray you, he tempted me. Please believe me!"
"Shut up, you bitch!" Daehyun snapped. He stood up and slapped her.
Seo-yeon was fed up with their antics. "Stop it, both of you," she said, and they fell silent.
"I don't want to hear anything from either of you ever again."
She turned and walked out of the room. Then she stopped and looked back at them.
"You thought he had money, Yerin? Well, guess what? He has nothing. I'm the one who has been paying for his lavish lifestyle. He kept promising me he had a business deal on the way and that he was going to make it big. I guess he told you the same thing." She shook her head. "Good luck, scumbag. And you, bitch, I wish you both a happy life together."
With that, she stormed out of the house. She didn't want them to see her cry.
After she got out of the apartment, she collapsed right beside, she could still hear their argument from where she was. She felt bitter, her tears slipped right down her face.
Into her crying, she felt she couldn't stay here anymore. She needed something to cool down her sorrows.
She stood up and flagged down another taxi.
"Where are you going, ma'am?"
"To Bay bar."
"Okay, ma'am. That will be 15,000 won."
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The driver took her to the club, and she paid him. Inside, everything was loud and chaotic.
Some people were dancing, Some were sipping shots while having a conversation. Some were going wild on the dance floor.
She ignored everything and went straight to the counter and ordered two shots of whiskey. Then she kept ordering, shot after shot.
She had a low alcohol tolerance, and she was already tipsy. When she stood up, she stumbled and fell right into the person sitting next to her.
She scrambled up at once. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" she kept saying, over and over like a broken record.
"Are you okay?" the man asked. She realized she had crashed into a stranger.
"I'm fine," she said, smiling in a funny way. As she tried to steadied herself, she spilled drink over the man's clothes.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was a mistake"
She drunkenly yanked his cap of his head to clean his cloth.
As she looked up she was stunned to realized who she was staring at, she was in a dream like state.
Ouch, it hurts, she thought, and she pinched herself. I'm not dreaming. Right?. I must be dreaming, she pinched herself again.
And looked up, only to realize, she was not dreaming.
She clamped her hand over mouth as she whispered, "Oh my God, You're..."