It's been a long day.

I sigh, and Seokjin takes my hand into his own, flashing me a comforting smile.

"It's gonna be okay, " he tells me. "I promise. I'll be right here the whole time."

"What am I gonna tell Yuri?" I groan, pinching the bridge of my nose with my thumb and forefinger.

"I can't tell you that, " he replies somberly, "but maybe the truth?"

"Lee Anna, " the nurse calls out, standing at the door with her clipboard.

I stand, and Seokjin rises beside me.

"Are you the husband?"

It's difficult to ignore the way the nurse keeps looking at Seokjin, but at the very least I am grateful that she seems to be attempting to be discreet about it.

"I'm the father, " he replies tersely, clearly wary and weighing his words.

The nurse eyes Seokjin first, and then me, judgement evident in her eyes. But the look on Jin's face hardens, and she wipes the look from her face as quickly as it had settled in.

"If you'll follow me, " she commands quietly.

We follow her down the hallway, and into an examination room. Spotting the hospital gown folded and resting upon the examination table, my nervousness grown exponentially.

Jin, it seems, notices my discomfort, and gently squeezes my hand.

"I see that you had an IUD, have you already visited your primary care physician to have it removed?"

I nod in answer to the nurses question, and she returns to typing away at the computer just near the sink.

"Do you have any concerns you would like me to note for the doctor?"

I shake my head, and both Seokjin and I take a seat.

The nurse types away for just a few more minutes before awkwardly clearing her throat.

"Doctor Chan will be with you soon, " she announces.

And as she walks through the door, leaving Jin and I to ourselves, I sigh in relief.

"Hey, " Jin croons softly, rubbing the back of my hand with his thumb, setting small and comforting circles into the skin. "It's gonna be okay, I promise."

"Jo's gonna freak when I tell her, " I mumble, thinking mostly to myself and not really concentrating on Jin. "I'm going to be the school's juiciest gossip for months! Aish, what am I gonna do?"

I'm so wrapped up in my thoughts that I fail to see the storm that passes, only briefly, across Jin's face.

"Jagi, " he tells me, gentle fingers gingerly guiding my chin upright, so that I am forced to look at him. "I promise you, I won't let anyone bully or ridicule you, so please stop worrying."

I sigh, suddenly feeling irritable.

"And how exactly will you stop them?" I retort bitterly.

I slap a hand to my mouth, startled by the fact that I just snapped at Jin.

"I'm sorry, " I apologize, "I didn't mean to-"

"It's fine, " he chuckles brightly, clearly not in the least offended by my tone of voice. "You're stressed, and pregnant, and scared. Your hormones are all over the place. I get it. I won't take it personally."

My eyes soften, and a small smile curls at the edges of my lips.

"Thank you."

"No need for that, " he reminds me. "It's only right, this is my responsibility too you know."

Unsure of what to say, I simply remain silent.

It's true.

Just like he'd said before, it takes two. Of course this situation is partially his responsibility.

But at the end of the day, I can't help but feel nervous, and hope that he isn't staying simply out of a sense of duty.

We don't have to wait long before the doctor arrives with a cheery smile upon her face. Seokjin holds my hand as she checks me over, and I squeeze tightly, nerves fraying at the edges.

By the time the technician comes, I am a nervous mess. The gel that they use for the ultrasound is still just as cold as it ever was, and I wince a bit as the technician applies it to my stomach.

"Wah!" He exclaims happily, "congratulations! It looks like you're about three weeks pregnant!"

Seokjin smiles, and the way that he keeps gazing dreamily at the monitor has me feeling all kinds of warm and fuzzy.

"And everything looks good?"

"Yes, " the technician answers Jin's question with a smile. "Though it's too early to tell if there will be complications, both your wife and baby look perfectly healthy for now!"

"Oh!" I exclaim, "I'm not-"

"Thank you, " Jin replies, cutting me off.

Though smiling, there is moisture gathering in the corners of his eyes, and I can't help but smile fondly.

"The doctor will be back shortly with your paperwork, so please rest comfortably until then."

By the time we leave the clinic, my stomach is growling in discomfort. Jin gives me a questioning look, and I blush in embarassment.

"I'm hungry, " I tell him by way way of explanation.

He takes a quick look at his watch.

"Well it is lunchtime, " he replies, "let me treat you to lunch?"

I smile, and nod.

"Lunch sounds great!"

A/N: Sorry guys, I know this chapter is shorter than usual, but it felt like the right place to end this chapter. I hope you're all taking good care of yourselves, and that your lives aren't as stressful as mine right now. If so, maybe sit back and take a nice bath. That's my favorite destressing method.

I'm absolutely obsessed with bath salts and bath bombs.

Sincerely,
Nim