sorry i didn't update sooner ❤️
please excuse my lack of knowledge for how labor works

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Jungkook

The cool breeze against my face makes me feel so relaxed as I walk out the hospital. Wouldn't say it's fresh air but it's air. When I heard that I was able to leave sooner than expected I didn't hesitate to call Choi. I made sure to wash all of the left over dye that was in my hair and asked him to bring me some clean clothes.

My hair grew longer than I expected and I was really hoping to see my princess ready to jump out and hug me when I got out but she didn't. At the same time, however, I want to surprise her and make her mad that I didn't tell her I was coming home today.

"Sir the car is prepped and ready to go."  I look over to see Choi waiting patiently for me. "What did I say about the 'sir' thing Choi. You've known me long enough now." I smile. He clears his throat before relaxing a bit. "Sorry Jungkook, I just haven't seen you in a while."

"Well now I'm back and better than ever." Choi smiles while opening the car door for me and before I take a step forward I see Dr.Mendez walk up to me. "I see you're up and ready to go." He smiles. I nod my head and adjust my bag on my shoulder. "Well gotta get the nursery done before my three head aches get here."

"I meant to tell you something about that." His hands go into his pockets. "I was going through your family's history and did you know your father was a twin?" My eyes widened and he laughs.

My father was a fucking twin?

Does this mean I could have an uncle that resembles him? Why didn't my mother tell me about that? Why didn't he tell me when he was alive? Was he the evil twin?

Ok now I'm just being ridiculous.

"My mother never told me about that." I reply. Mendez simply shrugs and walks over to the hospital's entrance. "Sometimes parents do things that are questionable but the things they do; they do it with good intentions and that's my advice for you."

I can only smile and watch as he walks inside. Who knew that my own doctor could be so generous enough to give me advice of taking care of my future family.

Future family....

Just the sound of it makes my heart pound out of my chest. I'm going to have a family with the girl I love more than anything in this world. We deserve this. We fought through a tsunami of lies and swam to safety. We were each other's safety. Regardless of our shameful ways and the stupid things we did but we changed.

I've changed. I avoid scandals and focus on my career along with my family. I don't want to get caught up in anything like that anymore. Especially if I want to set a good example for my children. The relationship I have with the mother of my kids is questionable and so are our decisions. I have fewer doubts than I did before in the beginning of our relationship. I knew she was a wreck but that didn't stop me from pursing a relationship with her. I trust her now more than ever regardless of her past.

"Sir are you ready to go?" I look up at Choi, who's standing by the limo. I sigh and finally decide to go home. Choi tried to take my bag but I shake my head. "You've done enough for me Choi. I think I can handle carrying this." He raises his hands in defense as I step into the vehicle. Suddenly tires screech and I jump out of the car. A white van rushes into the parking lot of the hospital but what I wasn't expecting was to see Min Yoongi jump out in a school girl uniform and a thong that's barely even hidden.

Next comes Namjoon, Hoseok and Taehyung carrying—

Fuck.

I throw my bag down and rush inside to grab a wheelchair. This nurse shouts at me but I ignore her and run back over to them. "J-Jungkook?" My princess looks up at me as sweat pours down her face and she reaches for my arm. "Hey baby." I try to keep my voice calming as ever but on the inside I'm about to shit myself.

"You didn't tell me you were leaving today?" Yoongi scoffs and helps me settle her into the wheelchair. "Is that your biggest concern right now?" Her breathing becomes more haste as we push her towards the entrance. "W-Well I have to make sure—mother fucker!" She squeezes the life out of my hand as we're inside and Namjoon is already calling at the nurses.

"Was that the contractions? How long was it?"

Yoongi looks at me with a surprise expression as they place push her down the hall way; the rest of of us hastily following behind her. "What? I was learning a few things while I was in here, you know?"

"Can you two shut the FUCK up?! I can't even hear myself dying right now." We both go silent and look at each with scared expressions.

This was going to be a while.

***

"SOMEONE TELL ME WHERE THE FUCK IS DR.MENDEZ OR ELSE I'LL SHOVE MY HAND UP THERE AND DRAG THEM OUT MYSELF!"

It's been an hour and we've been waiting. The ticking sound of the clock irritates her more and I'm starting to feel like I'm the one pregnant.

Each contraction is harder and she's hitting and screaming at the top of her lungs. She takes a breather and lies back down. The rest were suppose to stay outside and wait. Guess they're lucky ones.

I'm totally kidding.

Maybe.

I walk over to the bed and sigh. "Princess—"

"Jungkook why the fuck did your sperm have to be so strong."

I try not to laugh because if I do I'll be the one on that hospital bed right now. So I cover it with a cough and wipe her forehead. "Princess you're going to be just fine." She looks up at me and something catches my eye. Her eyes weren't as angry as she was just seconds ago.

"W-What if I don't do a good job? What if I'm not a supportive mother?" Her voice cracks and I brush a few hair strands away from her face. "What if I mess up and everything isn't perfect or like I wanted it too?" She lets out a shaky breath before continuing.

"What if I turn out just like my father?"

That's when I slowly start to realize what all the aggression was. She was angry because she's scared. Scared of what might happen after this whole thing. Scared of what she'll become as a parent.

"Princess, I've had a lot of dreams, you know?"

She winces and rubs her stomach. "You mean the one where we fuck in the shower, on the floor, table, couch and so forth?" I chuckle and shake my head. "No baby." I smile and place my hand on her stomach. Kissing her nose then staring into her eyes I find myself back in my dream. The dream was less complex but less realistic but right now...I'm living my complicated dream and I accept it for what it is.

"The dream where you're laying exactly like this. With a baby bump big enough for my Namjoon's head and I tell you that you're going to deliver our babies. Then after that we cry like the sappy babies we are and in a few days or less we go home. We go home and raise them as our own and treat them like our hearts. Then they grow up while we grow old together, living the fairytale you wanted and I promised." I can feel the hot tears staining my cheeks as she looks up at me.

She starts to cry and my heart thumps. "That must have been a bomb ass dream then." She sniffles and wipe the tears from my eyes. "It got nasty after I dreamt of our wedding." She starts to laugh and I kiss her cheek. Suddenly the door opens and nurses walk in. Dr.Mendez is last to step in with a wide smile on his face.

"It's time."

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—for me to go to bed

yeonjun and namjoon are growing up too fast