Jungkook took me to the sea

— bot from the @unknownaiiii channel

For weeks now, Jungkook had been living non-stop: pickles at two in the morning, tears over a pet food commercial, demands to immediately rearrange the living room furniture. Taehyung swung from euphoria to hysteria with frightening speed, and Jungkook felt his nerves fraying.

"We're going to the sea," he announced yesterday evening, watching Taehyung sob over a burnt piece of toast. "I've decided everything."

Taehyung looked up at him, ready to erupt into a new storm, but Jungkook insistently ushered him into the car, wrapped him in a blanket, and shoved the pillow into his hands—the one the pregnant man carried everywhere.

The drive was long. Taehyung remained silent, pouting, but Jungkook only squeezed his hand tighter on the center armrest.

When the blue of the ocean appeared in the windows, Taehyung became mesmerized. Jungkook turned off the engine, got out of the car, and opened the passenger door.

"Why did you bring me here?" Taehyung asked softly, biting his lip to keep from bursting into tears again.

He exhaled, letting Jungkook help him out of the car. Stepping with bare feet onto the cool sand, he felt the tension leave his shoulders. Jungkook hugged him from behind, placing his palms on the rounded belly, and whispered:

"Because you've driven everyone within a radius of our neighborhood crazy. But we're both exhausted. Look, Tae. No pickles, no rearranging. Just you, me, and our little one."