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He taught me how to love. But he didn't teach me how to stop.
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Nov 5, 2020
Taehyung's POV

After a long time, I picked up Amy after work today, and we had dinner at the first restaurant we had been to together almost a year and a half ago.

It was nostalgic and beautiful to go back there with loads of memories stored safely within the crevices of our hearts.

Back at home, we showered together, brushed our teeth and slipped on some clothes. Amy ate some sandwiches since junior kept kicking for food and attention.

After a while the baby stopped moving around too much, and we sat down to decide a name for our son since we didn't feel sleepy or horny, and, of course, with a plate full of strawberries resting on top of Amy's belly, which she now used as a snack stand.

"Tae, I have no idea about baby names. Only thing I know is that his name will have three parts, one of which is Kim. The other two parts I have no clue," Amy declared, leaning back in her seat and popping a strawberry into her mouth.

Smiling, I ruffled her hair and adjusted my glasses.
"I want to give him a name that means handsome, clever, talented and something along those lines. All Korean names have meanings, and, of course, he will be Kim dash dash... we have to fill in the dashes now," I replied excitedly as I opened up a webpage with baby name suggestions.

Amy nodded, and we started looking out for names on the internet.

"Traditionally, we go to a naming master to pick a name for the baby. But now we can pick one and get it cross-verified with a naming master," I explained, and Amy hummed in response since her mouth was full with a few strawberries.

"How do you like the name Ye Jun?" I asked her.

"Mmm...no." Amy shook her head.

"Ji Ho?"

"Nah..." she frowned.

"Min Jun?"

She gasped instantly and sat upright and spoke like as if she had a sudden revelation
"Hey...that rhymes with SeoJun... I like it. And there's Min that sounds like Ji'Min'. I love this name. It's like all of my favourite actors put together" she chuckled

I laughed at her cuteness.
"You're unleashing your inner fangirl now? You're funny... do you really like this name?"

"Yeah, Min Jun... I love it." She showed her thumbs up and smiled broadly, leaning back on the couch, the snack plate returning to its place.

"Kim MinJun.... mmm... sounds cool. I love it too," I agreed, nodding.

Amy popped a strawberry into her mouth and nodded.
"Yeah, I told you... it sounds cool. What does it mean though?" She was curious.

"MinJun means gentle, handsome, clever, sharp and talented. Suits our son perfectly" I announced proudly.

She clapped on my thigh and passed the bowl of strawberries to me.
"Awesome... don't you have to discuss it with your parents? I mean, naming a baby is a major event in Korean culture, right?" Amy was curious, shifting in her seat when the baby rolled from one end to the other.

I nodded, stroking her belly, attempting to calm down junior.
"Yeah, right. But my parents are more forward than most others, and they'll be okay with my choice. They already love you, so they'll love this name and our son too. No doubts about that," I stroked her head gently, planting a kiss on her forehead with a small sound.

"We should include Jung in our next child's name. I feel bad for leaving out Jungkook" Amy said with a small pout.

"What?? You're hilarious!" I laughed hard and said, "you really are fangirling now! I thought I'm your favorite." I pouted lightly.

"Of course, you're my favorite. But I like these three guys a lot too," she smiled shyly, and I pouted.

"But there's no part of his name that sounds like my name," I fake cried, and Amy pinched my thigh lightly.

"Kim Taehyung... our children will all be Kims. So, no need to worry." She said cutely, making me laugh again. She was being super cute and funny now, and I pecked her lips a few times before I laid her down on my lap.

"Tae, we have the second trimester screening tomorrow," she said softly, already sounding exhausted by just sitting around and laughing.

"Yeah, baby. I've already fixed up the appointment. We'll leave at 11 in the morning," I tenderly stroked her silky hair.

She hummed in response, and in a flash second her breathing calmed, and she had fallen asleep.

She's so precious

I didn't want to wake her up. I slid my hand inside her T-shirt and stroked her belly. Junior was super quiet, and I let my hand rest on her growing belly, whispering a good night to the two of them and fell asleep sitting on the couch, my hand glued to her warm belly.

Nov 6, 2020

The blood draws and ultrasounds for the second trimester screening were done, and we were waiting in the VIP waiting lounge to get the reports while Amy snacked on a pack of chocolate coated almonds resting on top of her snack stand.

We were soon called in to meet the doctor.

"Please sit down," Dr. Kang said with a tired smile, and we smiled and took our seats.

"So, your test reports are ready. The baby's growth is good, and all other blood parameters and indicators are fine. But there's a slight variation in the triple screening test values," she informed us and adjusted her glasses while scanning through the reports in her hand.

Amy and I looked at each other in confusion and slight panic, not understanding a thing of what she meant by that.

"What does that mean?" I asked the doctor, a slight hint of fear gripping within my chest.

Dr. Kang's eyes lifted to look at us through the top of her glasses.
"It usually means nothing. I told you this because it is my duty to inform you. But the variation is small. So it is no cause to worry," she gave us a small smile.

I could feel Amy tensing up as I sensed it from how quickly the warmth in her hand that was nestled inside mine vanished.
"Does it indicate any problems?" Amy asked worriedly.

"Well, not necessarily. A variation doesn't always mean a problem exists. But since this is your first pregnancy, you may choose to get an advanced test done to rule out any other possibilities," she suggested, nodding.

"We'll get it done," I replied without hesitation.

The doctor looked at me, and then she sighed.
"This test is called amniocentesis. It means a small amount of the amniotic fluid surrounding the baby is directly tested to check for any potential chromosomal abnormalities. In addition, you both might also have to give your blood samples. A DNA profiling will be done, and in case any abnormalities are present, your DNA samples will be used to trace the cause of the issue," she looked at us with an unfathomable expression on her face that made my insides churn with worry.

"So if there's an issue, what do we do?" Amy panicked slightly.

I squeezed her hand, softly stroking the back of her hand with my thumb, trying my best to send her some warmth and comfort through my hands—the best I could do other than giving her a warm hug, which I couldn't do right away. Her hands were cold, and she was biting the inside of her lips, worry and nervousness swimming about in her irises.

"There's nothing we can do now... but it will help in planning out your future pregnancies. But, Amy, think positively. As I said, this is most probably nothing since the variation is very small. I suggested the test because you seemed anxious. It's up to you both, and you can decide whether you want to get it done or not," Dr. Kang suggested kindly.

"If we want to get it done, when and where should we do it?" I asked her.

"As I said, this is an advanced test, and you can get it done only at the DNA screening center. There's one attached to the cord bank. So when you go there for signing up for cord banking, you can get this done simultaneously. Or you can even get it done separately," she stated calmly, and we nodded in silence.

"Relax and be positive, okay? You can discuss and decide. I will anyway give you a written request for the test. You can produce it at the screening center and get tested, that is if you decide to go ahead with it. Okay?" She asked softly, and we agreed wordlessly.

Dr. Kang let out a tired sigh, almost as if she was sympathizing with our state of quandary.
"But the test will be slightly painful," she looked up at Amy through her glasses, and Amy nodded silently.

I squeezed her hand lightly, wishing I had the power to do something, anything to comfort her and make her feel better.

God! What's happening? I hope everything gets back to normal. I really hope junior is fine. Even if everything is not really fine, junior is still our precious baby. Our love child. We will protect him at all costs. I hope Amy doesn't stress out.

On our way back home, Amy totally zoned out, not speaking a word. I felt helpless and useless, just sitting there and holding her one hand in mine all the while, but unable to do anything more to ease her sadness and anxiety.

I would do anything to make her feel better.

When we went home, Amy sank down on the couch, and I sat next to her.

"Baby..." I wrapped my arm around her shoulder, and she leaned on my side, wrapping an arm around my chest.

"Tae, I don't know what to do now. I'm actually a bit scared," she confessed worriedly, her voice mimicking the panic lurking within her heart and mind.

"Amy, love, the doctor said that it's most probably nothing. We'll anyway get tested, if that'll make you feel better," I stroked her arm and massaged it slowly.

She hummed in response and curled up to me.
"Could it be because of my age? I mean, is thirty-two too old to have your first child? I really don't know," she spoke sadly.

I lifted her up from my shoulder, cupping her face in my hands, looking into her eyes that were nothing but miserable, and my heart ached seeing her this way.
"Hey, baby, please relax. Junior will be just fine. He is, and always will be our precious firstborn. No matter what. We will love him wholeheartedly and give him only love, okay?" I said, and she nodded sadly, her head lowering and eyes drifting away from mine.

"Look at me," I whispered, and her eyes lifted to meet mine, tears already welling up and ready to spill out of them.

"Amy, we'll get through this. Together. Junior will be fine, trust me," I said and erased the tears that were now dripping down her cheeks.

She nodded with a forced smile, sniffing back some tears.

"I'll get us an appointment for the test tomorrow itself. If that will make you feel better, then let's just do it, baby," I said and kissed her lips tenderly and tasted her salty tears. She put her hand on my chest as she kissed me back, the first time we didn't feel a spark in the kiss—it was pure pain and agony, and I disliked it being this way.

Amy agreed to getting the test done tomorrow, and I fixed up the appointment for the earliest available date, which was not tomorrow but on the 10th of November, and then took her to bed, took off our clothes and lay down next to her.

She silently lay down on her side, her mind clearly wandering off to more pessimistic territory and her sad and tired eyes not wanting to look at me.

"Baby, please use me and feel better. I can't bear to see you sad," I hugged her to my chest.

Amy snuggled closer, kissing my chest,
"I love you, Taehyung," she mumbled, and I put my hand on her belly, fondling it gently and feeling a kick from junior.

I chuckled, "He wants something to eat."

Amy chuckled lightly.
"I think he wants you to sing."

"How about both?" I suggested and Amy agreed, giggling.

I rushed to the kitchen and grabbed a couple of red bean buns that we picked up on the way and came back to bed.

Amy leaned on the headboard and ate her snack while I sat down to talk to the baby.

"Junior, are you awake?" I put both my hands on her belly and rubbed gently.

I continued to speak,
"Do you like the name we picked for you? Kim Min Jun. Kick me once if you like it," I said and waited, and soon I felt a powerful kick and two of what seemed like weak punches against my palms, making us both laugh.

"So, you love your name, right? We're so happy about that, junior. Appa wants to cuddle you tight and shower you with kisses," I said and kissed the bump a few times while caressing it softly.

I lay down on the bed with my head right next to her belly and sang a soft lullaby while my arm was tenderly wrapped around the bump.

Amy was done with her snack, and she seemed to have relaxed a bit.

"Goodnight, junior. Sleep well," I kissed again, hoping my kisses were felt by him.

He is quiet. I put him to sleep

Putting away the snack plate, I sat down on the bed near her feet and placed her swollen feet on my lap.

"They're more swollen than yesterday," I said softly stroking them, and she hummed in response.

I gently massaged her feet which were pudgy now because of the water retention. She relaxed and sank down against the headboard and closed her eyes.

I kissed her feet and lay down beside her, and she curled up to my chest.

"Thank you, Tae.." she whispered, her hot breath fanning my chest, her feathery eyelashes tickling my skin.

"I love you, Amy. I really mean it," I said and embraced her, kissing the top of her head; the soft smell of vanilla intoxicating my senses.

"I love you more, baby," she whispered and kissed my chest.

I cupped her breast in my hand and massaged it slowly.

They are so much bigger now

Junior rolled slightly.

He still didn't sleep?

I sighed.

Her hot breath hitting against my chest and the softness of her breast in my hand and her smooth skin against mine were doing unholy things to my mind.

I want to make love to her and comfort her and take her mind off the whole screening thing

Tracing her curves down to her butt, I stroked and squeezed her flesh lightly.

"Amy..." I whispered, but there was no response.

My manhood was slowly rising already.

I bent and saw that Amy had already slept. Chuckling to myself, I hugged her as tight as I could without crushing junior, closed my eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Nov 10, 2020

We reached the hospital well ahead of time and were immediately escorted to the testing lab. They checked the written request letter from Dr. Kang and then took blood samples from me and Amy and then did a pin prick draw from Amy's belly. It looked painful to me, and Amy winced and had tears in her eyes, but she endured it.

She is such a strong woman

After the sample collection, they informed us that we would get the reports in about three weeks.

Once we got back home, I gently stroked her hand and asked her.
"Amy, did it hurt much? It looked so painful to me."

"It did hurt a bit, Tae... but there's no other way to safely get it done. So, it's okay." She smiled softly.

"I love you," I whispered into her ear.

"I love you, Taehyung," she gave an exhausted smile.

After a while, I sat down with Amy and ordered a bunch of maternity clothes for her since she already outgrew some of her clothes. She mostly wore loose-fitted, comfortable clothes, and most of it still fit her well.

But still, I decided that some shopping would take her mind off the screening tests and everything else she was stressing about. Amy didn't seem interested, but she still did relax a bit.

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Quite a lot happened here.
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