Later That Morning✨

Word got out.......Not intentionally!

But Jungkook yelling "I DEMAND SILK BOOB WRAPS AND NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO LOOK ME IN THE EYE" sort of echoed across the entire east wing

Yoongi, Hoseok, Namjoon, Jin and Jimin arrived as a group, concerned.

Jungkook was curled on a pile of cushions, robe half open, wrapped in silk cloth, looking emotionally exhausted and clingy.

"Is it true?" Hoseok asked.

"About the Breast Attack?" Jimin added, far too amused.

Jungkook narrowed his eyes. "Speak again, and I'll throw a tit at you."

Namjoon cleared his throat, sitting beside him. "Leaking is normal. It means your body's preparing to nurse. It's good."

"It's undignified."

"It's powerful."

Jungkook blinked at that.

Yoongi didn't smile but his words held warmth. "Your body is growing a legacy. Your chest isn't just chest anymore. It's life."

Jin nodded. "And not to mention, your boobs look really good. Not to objectify our Queen, but like... Damn."

Jungkook turned red. "I hate you."

Jimin leaned in. "We got you the cooling charms for the soreness, and Taehyung ordered special enchanted bras that adjust to your body's shifts."

"Bruhh! I have royal bras now?"

Jin nodded "Yes. With silver threading and phoenix feather lining."

"......I feel loved again."

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That Night✨

Taehyung returned from a council meeting to find Jungkook asleep in bed robe loosely covering him, one arm draped across his chest, a faint glow of protective spells humming softly around his bump.

There was a little milk spot on his inner wrist.

And Taehyung just smiled.

He crawled into bed, pulling the blanket over them, kissing the side of Jungkook's throat.

"You were strong today" he whispered.

Jungkook, half-asleep, mumbled, "I cried because my boob bumped the doorframe."

"You're still strong."

"...You're going to suck on them when they're full, aren't you?....."

Taehyung smirked. "I see no lies."

Jungkook chuckled groggily, one eye peeking open. "You're disgusting."

'I'm yours."

"...Then rub my back before I break your kneecaps."

"...........Yes, my Queen."

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Week 21✨

One night, Jungkook stood before the full-length mirror in his chambers, hands resting gently on his rounder stomach.

He didn't speak

Then whispered, "I'm scared."

Taehyung, shirtless, barefoot, came up behind him, arms looping around his waist, lips brushing the curve of his shoulder.

"I know."

"What if something goes wrong?"

"Then I'll tear the heavens apart."

"What if I'm not enough?"

"You're already everything."

They stood like that listening to each others heartbeat.

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Week 28✨

It was a stormy evening.

The sky howled. Lightning cracked.

Jungkook curled on the palace balcony, cocooned in furs, watching rain slice through the night.

Behind him, the empire pulsed with life.

But inside his heart, a fear had begun to bloom.

So much responsibility. So much hope. So many eyes watching. Waiting.

He didn't notice Taehyung until warm arms wrapped around him from behind.

"Tell me what you're thinking."

Jungkook's voice was barely a whisper.

"What if I'm not worthy of the title they gave me?"

Taehyung didn't hesitate.

"You weren't given the title, Jungkook. You earned it. With blood. With fire. With the strength it takes to wake up every day and carry a future inside you."

Silence.

Rain fell harder.....Jungkook leaned back.

"I want them to be brave. But I want them to be soft too. I want them to know war but not the need of it."

"They'll have your heart" Taehyung said."That's all they'll need."

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Days passed with laughter. With pain. With fire and tears.

The Queen of Wolves carried life like a crown.

And the Crimson Empire waited..... breathless for the sound of the next howl.

The heir.

Their heir!

The children of storm and flame!.
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