Jania's quiet breathing fill the room as Seokjin lies awake in bed.
She fell asleep soon after he spilled into the condom. Like he has so many times before, he peppered her face with kisses and held her close. Now he looks at her sleeping figure, mentally wishing that his intoxication had been thrust into her and not her sister.
Even if she did do something that he finds equally as jarring to him. He would still prefer it be her than Paris.
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Jania sits alone at the table. With tears in her eyes and a stoic expression on her face, she zones out of the events around her. She doesn't want to be here. She doesn't know why she has to be. It isn't her baby shower.
Nor is it anybody's that she cares about.
"Jah, you okay?"
"I'm fine." She replies without looking from her spot at the floor.
Namjoon squats to put himself in her line of view.
"I'm serious, Jania. Whenever you're ready to go, we can."
That's the sole reason that Namjoon showed up. He loves his cousin, but he can't stand the man at the moment. He hasn't said much of anything to him recently due to the events that took place to put everybody in the same building right now.
"It's okay. My mom will be upset if I leave right now. Nothing has been done. No cake or anything." Jania's voice is monotone and void of emotion.
Namjoon sighs, knowing that she won't leave right now. He knows that she doesn't want to be in this place or around Seokjin at all for that matter.
He was her best friend, her lover. Everything to her. And now they're nothing. She can't even bare the thought of looking at him. Or her sister.
She knew.
Paris knew that what was going on between her and Seokjin. She knew that Jania loved him and she still had sex with him. She still fell pregnant with his child. She still ruined everything for her.
Only she and Namjoon knew of Jania and Seokjin's sexual relationship so there was no infidelity to be found for everyone else. Jania's parents and family welcomed the idea of their baby with open arms. Even though Paris had a boyfriend at the time of conception, everyone is still excited for her.
"Jania, come get in this picture. We gonna sit everybody down to eat and cut the cake after this." Her mother calls to her. Namjoon stands up and so does Jania. They walk over to where everyone else is standing for the shot.
Namjoon stands next to Jania with with a small smile on his face. Paris sits in the chair in front of her and Seokjin stands on the other side of Jania. She bristles as their arms brush. The rest of the family surrounds them, pushing everybody closer together.
His fingers brush hers, almost intertwining them. She lets him do it as her eyes threaten to water again. The shot is taken and Jania's miserable look doesn't go unnoticed. He turns his head and looks at her. She feels his staring but continues staring at the wall behind the camera.
When the photos are over, Jania snatches her hand away from him. She turns to Namjoon and tells him that she's ready to go.
"What?" Seokjin questions. "You're not staying?"
"Why would I?" She questions with venom in her tone. She grabs her purse and her jacket and walks out of the doors. Namjoon walks over to his table, grabbing his things as well. Seokjin follows Jania outside.
"Jania!" He calls her name and she whips around.
"What do you want?! You got her pregnant and then still came to me for sex. Is that all I am to you? And what about Keith?! They were together, Jin. You asshole. You're probably the reason they broke up in the first place." Jania pushes him as she yells.
"Can you let me talk?!" He shouts and she cuts him off.
"No! You don't get to talk to me. Not now, not ever again. Leave me alone." She says it in her normal tone and volume as she backs away from him. He watches as her tears fall. Her face is streamed with them.
His heart breaks when Namjoon's car pulls up. He gets out and the two stare off as he gestures for Jania to get in the ca.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Seokjin seethes.
"Taking her home. She's staying with me and Yuki." Namjoon says as he reaches for Jania.
"Of course you're fucking taking her. I'm not even surprised."
"Watch what the fuck you say to me, Jin. I'm the only one that actually cares about her out of all the people in that building. You're a sorry excuse for a best friend."
Seokjin walks straight for him ready to swing. They start fighting and Jania yells pulling Namjoon away from the scuffle. "Joon, stop! I don't want to be here. Let's just go. Can we go, please?" She starts crying and Seokjin's eyes water.
"Jania, please just listen to me."
"You have nothing to say to me. No." She pushes Namjoon in the direction of the car and they get in. Seokjin watches as they pull off.
He cries and pulls at his hair. "What did I do? What the fuck did I do?" He asks himself the rhetorical question and repeats it to himself everyday until his daughter is born.
On that day, he types another message to Jania and sends it. A message that she won't receive because his number is blocked.
Even with that knowledge in mind, knowing that she'll never see it, Seokjin still can't bring himself to tell her the truth. He types the four sentence message out, stares at it for what feels like hours before his face blanks. Void of emotion at the sound of his girlfriend's voice, he deletes the text and puts his phone in his pocket.
"Do you want to hold her?"
He looks at the bundle of pink in Paris's arms. "Yeah. Let me see her." A smile takes over his features as he reaches for his daughter. He holds her in his arms as Paris rests.
Jin looks out of the hospital window with a mind full of thoughts, still wishing it had been Jania that he slipped up with.
⚠️PSYCHE contains mature|sensitive including
•emotional|upsetting scenes•
•sexual content•
•DRAMA•
•maternal estrangement•
•baby daddy leads•
✨A MF MESS✨
This book is called PSYCHE for a reason. Everybody has something they need to work through or learn/understand about themselves. Again, this has upsetting scenes. Every character is bound to piss you off at some point. Understand that everyone deals with their trauma|mental|emotional distress differently.
This has been in my drafts for five whole months because of how much I've been trying to perfect it😭
But anyway... if you're okay with the given precautions, please continue :)
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