"Would you like to know the gender?" Doctor Lee politely asked, taking a glance at the couple who had grins full of excitement and a tad bit of anxiousness. The mother nodded enthusiastically, while the father gripped his hand, ready to find out whether they will be having a boy or a little girl.

They were expanding their family, so of course they were thrilled regardless.

The father was especially giddy because he never got to have these experiences with the younger when the other was pregnant with their son, so he naturally couldn't help but feel tingly all over.

Jimin didn't really have a preference on the gender. Similar to his pregnancy with Gunmin, all he wanted was a healthy baby.

Now Yoongi, on the other hand, specifically wanted a girl and he made sure to constantly vocalize it. He feels like a baby girl would really make their little family complete. Of course, if him and Jimin were to have another boy, he would still be over the moon with joy. He's just thrilled to be having another surprise baby with the younger male in general.

If he needed to, he could probably convince his spouse to try for a third time and hope that that time he'd finally have a baby girl. He doubts he'd be able to convince Jimin for a fourth attempt if that one failed.

Every child with Jimin was a blessing though.

Gunmin would definitely prefer to have a younger brother. When asked, his words were exactly, "A baby brother would be much funner to play dinosaurs with," and that was that.

"Well, they're being a bit shy. They seem to be closing their legs. Let me try a different angle" their doctor spoke as she moved the doppler wand to a different spot of Jimin's belly. Jimin squeezed Yoongi's hand more.

The wait was becoming too suspenseful. They just wanted to know what they were having already!

"Yoongi," Jimin whispered, looking adorably at his husband, "You should sing to them! They move like crazy when you do!" The brunette batted his eyelashes prettily to persuade the older.

Unlike his first pregnancy, Jimin was able to feel the slightest movements from his little baby as early as the sixteen week mark. With Gunmin, it wasn't until he was around twenty weeks along, but apparently that's fairly normal for the first pregnancy.

Now being at nineteen weeks, it was already evident that this baby was very hyper in comparison to their five-year-old. This baby liked to move, turn, and kick until they were completely worn out. They must take more after their mother.

The former blonde, who now keeps his hair its natural dark color for convenience, anxiously rubbed the back of his head. "Here?" His cheeks turned crimson at the thought of singing in a place with someone else, an acquaintance at best, hearing his voice. It wasn't as good as Jimin's pretty voice he always said. "You should sing instead."

"No, babe," Jimin protested, "They only move like that when it's you! And I want to know what we're having today, so please?" The younger husband begged by pouting his plump lips in a way that Yoongi could never resist.

For as long as they have known each other, Jimin was always the one to cave to Yoongi's requests, but after three years of marriage, Jimin has learned how to completely wrap Yoongi around his cute, stubby, little finger.

So the older began to sing softly. It was a sad melody that Yoongi had written himself in college. Even though the lyrics were dark and had a melancholy feel, it was still beautiful. Yoongi wasn't perfect, but the baby loved the sound of their father's voice.

Jimin cooed when he could already feel what he assumed to be a tiny foot kick the right side of his belly.

His baby bump was definitely showing more with his second pregnancy. He has already resorted to wearing nothing but sweatpants, leggings, and long, flowy t-shirts. He was the most comfortable that way.

Doctor Lee kept very professional while Yoongi sang. She would move the doppler around, attempting to get a good look at the spot between their legs. "Well, I'm not going to be able to get a sonogram picture this way, but I think I got a good glance at her."

It took a moment for the parents to comprehend the entirety of her sentence, but then the mother gasped, covering his mouth with his hands. "Wait! You said her!?"

The father's eyes widened, but so did his smile when the realization hit that they were going to have a daughter. His gums were showing from how much he was smiling. "We're going to have a daughter." He leaned down to peck the side of his husband's head, staring at the sonogram screen in absolute awe, not even noticing the tear that slipped past his eyelid.

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"Babe, which ones do you think?" Jimin stood in the middle of an aisle, holding two sets of baby sheets, deciphering which ones were the best between them.

Yoongi approached him, placing a gentle hand on his back, and looked back and forth between them. One was pink and had tiny rabbits all over. The other was white and had a colorful floral design on it. They were both cute, so Yoongi didn't understand the dilemma.

"Why not get both?" he suggested. "She's going to need more than one set of sheets anyways." The older shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, taking both sets from the smaller and tossing them into their cart.

The younger husband still seemed to be battling with something. "Well yeah... I know that, but..." Yoongi raised an eyebrow, cocking his head to the side in confusion.

"With Minnie, his sheets were one of the first things I bought for him. I just want to make sure the first set is perfect. I know it sounds silly." Jimin looked down toward the ground, but his belly took up most of his view.

It's true. With Gunmin, the mother-to-be struggled to provide everything his son would need. So the first set of sheets have always been special to the young male. He wanted everything he picked out for his daughter to be special too.

For this pregnancy, the parents were much more prepared for a new baby. They're stable now. Because of Yoongi's producing work, they were pretty well off. And luckily, they were too sentimental to get rid of Gunmin's crib, so they had it packed away in storage. That's one less thing they would need to buy. The white crib would be perfect for their daughter as well.

"That's not silly at all." Yoongi interjected, wrapping his arms around his husband from the back to cup his stomach in the front. The brunette sighed at the comforting feeling of Yoongi's large hands on his belly, leaning back against his husband's chest.

They probably looked a little silly holding each other in the shopping aisle like this, but because of Jimin's prominent bump, no one would dare to say anything. They'd just blame it on the hormones.

"You've been so excited about putting together her nursery, so how about I dig out the crib and set it up tonight? Then you can pick which sheets you think would look the best."

At that, Jimin smiled up adoringly at his husband, giving him a soft peck on the lips.

He felt so lucky to be where they are now.

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Taking a seat in the more than comfortable rocking chair, Jimin sighed in relief as he let himself look over every delicate detail in the completed nursery.

It took a couple months for the nursery to be what the mother believed was now absolutely perfect. From the light gray paint color, the white furniture, the white and gold curtains, and the dainty chandelier that Jimin insisted to be necessary, it was all finally perfect.

And just in time too. He was now only a few weeks away from his due date.

His belly was quite large for this pregnancy. Though, with Gunmin he didn't carry to full term, so that was to be expected. He was truly thankful that this pregnancy was smoother in comparison. He just can't believe how big he's gotten. His stretch marks were impressively minimal, so that was a relief.

He ran a tired hand through his brunette hair, enjoying the time he had to himself for a moment. Yoongi had mentioned taking Gunmin with him to run a quick errand.

It was short lived. Jimin just about started to doze when he heard the front door swing open with a bang, and also a loud, "Gunmin stop running in the house!" from his husband.

By the sound of tiny footsteps pattering down the hallway, Jimin wasn't surprised to see his precious, no longer little, son peek his head around the corner. When the boy spotted his mother, he instantly had a wide, gummy smile on his face that identically resembled Yoongi's. "Mommy! Daddy took me to the store!"

Jimin acted with a very surprised face, knowing exactly where they had gone, but Gunmin believed it. "Oh yeah? Did you guys get a lot of stuff?"

Gunmin climbed into his mother's lap, being extra cautious of his belly, understanding that it held precious cargo. "Yes! And I was a very good helper for Daddy!" The kindergartner looked very proud as he lifted his chin.

"Of course my Minnie was. What did you get?" Jimin asked. He valued moments like these with his son.

The young boy thought for a moment, adorably tapping his temple in thought. "Well, we got food for dinner, we got Mommy's favorite snacks.... And I got something! I'll show you!"

Jimin snickered at his child who looked extra excited while remembering a brand new toy Yoongi must have spoiled him with. The boy hurriedly, but carefully, scrambled out of his mother's lap and darted out of the room.

Almost every time Yoongi took his son to town with him on a trip to the grocery store, or to the gas station, or even through the car wash, he was suckered into buying the little boy a new toy. The lid on Gunmin's toy box hasn't been able to close for quite a while because of the dad's antics.

When Gunmin returned, Yoongi followed in after him. The five-year-old appeared to be hiding something behind his back. "What did Daddy get for you?" Jimin questioned his son, but he glanced up at Yoong, arching his eyebrow.

Suddenly, the boy pulled out a tiny, pink elephant plushie from behind his back, holding it towards his mother with a pleased grin. "I got sissy a present!"

It was instantaneous. The tears started to pour down the mother's face so fast. "Gunminnie... oh my gosh." That's all the mother was able to get out before he was forced to slap a hand over his mouth as a happy sob worked its way through his body.

When did my baby get so big? And damn these hormones!

Gunmin cocked his head at the sight of his mom crying. "Do you like it?"

Jimin opened his arms, urging for his son to climb back into his arms again. He brushed Gunmin's hair out of his face before wiping his own tears. "Minnie... I love it so much. Sissy is going to love it too. Thank you, baby." He pressed a long kiss on the child's head.

Yoongi squatted in front of the rocking chair and pinched his son's cheeks. His pregnant husband gave him a curious look, but he quickly answered with, "It was actually all our Minnie's idea." He patted his son on the back.

"I had elephants in my baby room, so sissy needed an elephant too!" The boy proudly placed the elephant on top of his mommy's belly, but he pouted when the elephant fell right down and onto the floor. "Aw, did sissy kick it off?"

The parents laughed together. "Actually, yes she did! She must be really happy!" Jimin cooed and placed the soon-to-be older brother's hand on the top of his bump. When Gunmin felt the rapid thumps against his mother's tummy he beamed with delight before placing a loving kiss against his sister's foot.

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Jimin set his phone down on his nightstand. "Hey baby?"

"Yeah?" Yoongi asked, peeking up from his book to look over at his heavily pregnant husband.

"Do you want to have sex?"

Yoongi blinked a few times, caught off guard by the random suggestion. "W-what?"

"Do you want to have sex with me?" Jimin asked again, getting quite annoyed by his husband's reaction. What was so weird about it?

The raven-haired male blinked a couple more times before the shock left him. "You mean right now?" He definitely wanted to, but he was surprised Jimin wanted to when he's only a couple days short from being a full forty weeks along.

Jimin crinkled his nose, showing just how irritated he was getting with his husband. "Yes, I mean right now. I read that sex helps to induce labor and I'm really sick of being pregnant. This child is freaking huge and I'm ready for her to be out!" He made an exaggerated gesture with his hands around his bump.

Of course Yoongi wanted that kind of intimacy with his spouse. It has honestly been months since they've even attempted to have sex because life with an active five-year-old and carrying a whole other human has been exhausting for Jimin. Yoongi didn't dare to mention his own needs to add to the other's stress.

"Um, okay, yes. Yes, I want to have sex" The way Yoongi stumbled on his words and the way he's crazily nodding his head probably gives away just how eager and desperate he was, but he didn't really mind.

Without hesitation, Jimin worked his shirt over his head, tossing it over the side of the bed. He giggled while he slid himself down into a lying position while the older hovered over him. "You'll have to do pretty much all of the work though."

His husband smirked at that, letting his hands caress the younger's waist. "Don't worry, baby. I'll make you feel really good. I promise."

The couple were definitely no strangers to one another's bodies and how to make one another feel good in the bedroom. They knew right where to touch, just where to kiss to get the other to moan uncontrollably. The large baby bump was a bit of an obstacle for this round, but that didn't keep Jimin from being able to fully come undone under his husband's control.

The older sloppily rocked his hips forward a couple more times before Jimin spilled several profanities from his lips as he came all over their lower halves. Yoongi followed soon after, pumping himself in and out a few times to fully relish in their highs together.

While still connected, he leaned down to press a long, loving kiss to his pregnant husband's lips. Jimin was breathing quite hard, but that was to be expected when he's forty weeks pregnant. "Fucking hell..." Jimin muttered.

"Was it okay? Did I go too hard?" Yoongi worried while his husband caught his breath. Jimin only really cursed when they were having sex or if he was in pain.

The brunette couldn't help but chuckle between his breaths. "No... no, it was great. I just missed this with you."

The corners of Yoongi's mouth rose into an arrogant smirk, "Really?" He pulled himself out and laid next to the younger on his side with his head propped up on his hand. He was clearly proud of his work.

Usually, Jimin would tell Yoongi to not be so cocky, but instead, after a couple more deep breaths he turned his head and asked, "How about a second round?"

Who was Yoongi to say no to that?

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Whether it was from the sex two days ago or just finally the perfect timing for her, it didn't matter. Their baby was finally ready to enter the world.

"Yoongi!" Jimin cried for his husband from the nursery. His hands gripped the side of the crib so tight that they were turning white, while another agonizing contraction rippled through his body.

He had been having what he recognized to be contractions all throughout the previous night, but the ones he was having now were severely more intense. These were finally the real deal.

"Is it time?" Yoongi called from the doorway, but when he saw the other hunched over and scrunching his eyes in pain, he immediately rushed toward him, knowing the answer to his own question.

"Call Tae and Kook." Jimin panted out. Yoongi nodded, but he helped the pregnant male to sit comfortably on the living room couch before running to grab his cell phone.

Their closest friends had agreed in advance to take Gunmin whenever Jimin went into labor. Jimin and Yoongi figured that it would be easier for the younger couple to take him rather than Jin and Namjoon who currently had their hands full with two five-month-old girls.

Yoongi gathered all of their packed bags that were ready for their time at the hospital and a bag for Gunmin to take to his uncle's house. "I'm going to get Minnie."

Currently the little boy was playing in his room and was completely clueless as to what was going on with his parents.

"Is mommy okay?" he asked when he entered the living room and saw Jimin scrunch his face up when another contraction waved through him.

When it was over, Jimin weakly smiled and motioned for his son to come over and sit next to him on the couch. "Yes, baby. Mommy is okay. Sissy is just ready to come out of mommy's tummy now." He didn't want Gunmin to worry.

Yoongi joined his family on the couch. "So Minnie has to go over to Uncle Tae and Uncle Kookie's house so we can go to the hospital and take her out." The parents have briefly explained this to their son before, minus some of the details, so Gunmin didn't feel the need to ask any further questions.

The kindergartener was still confused though. His Jimin-like lips formed into a pout at the idea of leaving his parent's sides.

"But guess what Minnie?" Jimin asked with a soft, but light-hearted tone, "When you see us again, sometime in a day or two, your baby sister will be here too!" He pulled his first baby into his arms, pecking the top of his head. "I love you, my baby."

"I love you too, mommy," he still wore a pout until he suggested, "Kisses?"

Jimin couldn't resist his little boy. When Gunmin puckered his lips, the mother gave him a big, loving smooch. "I'll always give my baby boy kisses."

"Where's mine?" Yoongi asked, portraying to be sad. Gunmin patted his father's cheeks before giving him a peck as well.

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"Okay, Minnie. Are you ready to see mommy and baby sister?" Yoongi asked as he squeezed his son's hand while they made their way down the hospital hallway. According to Taehyung and Jungkook, the little boy couldn't stop asking about her the whole time he was with them.

"Mmhmm!" The boy nodded, as he started to skip ahead of his father.

"Okay, we will have to be quiet. Your baby sister is sleeping." It was also to be courteous to other patients here.

When they found the correct room, Gunmin cautiously tip-toed into the room, peeking his head around the corner.

Although the parents had given him a detailed explanation as to what he should expect, he was still little and naturally curious. But as soon as he saw his mother looking down at a pink bundle of blankets in his arms, he assumed that his new sibling must be in there.

"Mommy!" he whispered-yelled, remembering that his father had told him to stay quiet.

"Hi Minnie!" Jimin smiled in the way that his eyes turned into happy, tiny crescents. He looked exhausted, but still so happy, and oh so relieved to see his first born. He missed him.

Gunmin looked up at his daddy that stood behind him with his hands on his son's shoulders. "Can I see her?"

"You want to hold her, bub?" Jimin asked. Gunmin clapped his hands excitedly in response. So much for quiet.

"Okay, let's wash your hands first." Yoongi directed him towards the little sink in the room, lifting the small boy up to help him reach. Once his hands were clean, the parents made room next to Jimin on the bed so Gunmin could sit beside him.

Very carefully, Yoongi took the tiny baby from his husband's arms and situated her in her big brother's arm. The nervous father kept a hand there for extra support, just in case. The baby girl only stirred for a moment before she comfortably fell back into a deep sleep, nestled up in the soft blanket.

Their daughter was absolutely stunning, strikingly resembling Jimin in almost every way. The only thing that she seemed to noticeably inherit from Yoongi was his ears. That's all from what they could tell right now anyways. Though, Jimin was grateful because Gunmin was almost a carbon copy of his father, aside from his lips. This made things a little more fair.

She had a head full of dark hair just like her older brother had when he was born. And though they each resemble different parents, the two definitely looked alike as babies. It was evident that they were siblings. It was so strange, but it was nice.

The little boy didn't say anything at first. He just stared at his tiny sister, as though he was taking in every singer feature of her face while she slept so soundly. He wasn't sure what else he was supposed to do, so he gently patted the blanket where her stomach would be.

"What do you think, Min?" Jimin questioned him, "Is she pretty?"

"She's pretty like mommy." Gunmin responded without taking his eyes off of his sister. He recognized that she looked like their mother even.

Jimin chuckled at that. His son has always been such a sweet, mommy's boy. He's not sure how he's growing up to be such a kind, loving child, but he was so proud. "Do you want to know her name so you know what to call her, other than sissy?" The five-year-old gave a short nod.

"Her name is Mirae, Min Mirae." Yoongi and Jimin settled on this name because it meant 'the future', and they hoped that their completed family would have an easy-going, joyful, loving future together, even if they didn't necessarily know what the future had all in store for them.
They would get through it all together.

"Are you happy to have a new baby sister?" Yoongi asked, smiling down at his family, his whole world.

Gunmin happily cheered, "Yes!"

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To celebrate 100k reads on this story, and as of today 200 followers, I decided to post a bonus chapter! This story is full of my blood, sweat, and tears (I just sang the song in my head).

But seriously! I cannot believe that this story has seriously reached this new milestone. When I first posted my idea, I never thought anyone would actually take the time to read it! So as a thank you for all your support, I wrote this. I hope you all enjoyed it!

What would you guys think if I were to do a Taekook bonus chapter for the next milestone, or even a Namjin bonus chapter? Let me know what you all think about that!

Sincerely again, thank you so much! I'm seriously about to cry as I post this. For real. I'm an overly emotional person, lol. Anyways, you readers are all the best!

-Sydney <3