forty-nine

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thanks to suejyyah for many of the ideas included in this chapter!!

"go to sleep" taehyung mumbled as he felt yoongi toss and turn in the middle of the night, "i can't" he sighed, "why not?" the cardiologist asked, turning to his side to face his pregnant boyfriend.

"our daughter keeps kicking and pushing on my bladder" he said, taehyung began rubbing the man's bump, "how can i help?" he asked, "you can't. she hates me and she's not even born yet"

taehyung frowned, "don't say that. i'm sure she's just showing her love for her appa" he said, earning a yawn from yoongi who leaned up against him to sleep. maybe his boyfriend's touch is all he needed.

jungkook
i went up to neuro and you're not there

namjoon
correct!! you would have noticed if you would have woken up with me!!

jungkook
where are you??

namjoon
home
i'm not feeling well

jungkook
what's wrong??

namjoon
i haven't seen my husband in 4 days maybe that's what's wrong

jungkook
stop joking
i'm being serious

namjoon
im nauseous and fatigued so i've just been laying in bed

jungkook
ok make sure u rest and stay hydrated

namjoon
IS THAT ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY??
ARE YOU NOT EVEN GOING TO TAKE A BREAK TO CHECK ON ME??

jungkook
im working

namjoon

you hate me actually
sleep on the couch if you come home

jungkook
i was going to do that anyway

yuna blinked watching her father cough up last night's dinner into the kitchen sink. it was a pretty gross sight which made her take a step back from the kitchen.

"appa, you're sick" she frowned, the tall man rinsed his mouth and sighed, "yeah, i'm sorry" he spoke, beginning to wash the sink. yuna could only watch with worry and disgust spread across her face.

"should i text jungkookie? he can help, right?" she asked, her father grabbed soap from underneath the sink, "he doesn't want to help. he's focused on work" namjoon sadly mumbled, feeling another wave of nausea hit him.

this was the worst feeling ever, "should we just order food for lunch? i feel like even opening the fridge will make me sicker" he sighed, earning a nod from his daughter who couldn't help but worry.

"are you sure i shouldn't talk to jungkook? i feel he could help" she worriedly said. although in namjoon's eyes she was a little girl, she had mature thoughts and feelings that she expressed which namjoon found a bit odd and surprising.

he shook his head, "he's busy" he spoke.

yoongi
baby hungry
or me

taehyung
i have trail mix

yoongi
no ew
gummy bears pls

taehyung
got it

[2 weeks later]

namjoon and jungkook weren't really talking despite living under the same roof. they would occasionally see each other at night when jungkook came home to sleep a couple of hours.

the tall one only felt his symptoms get worse, which worried yuna. she didn't like seeing the man throw up every morning and after every meal they had. part of her felt it was jungkook's fault and she was mad at him for that.

the neurologist didn't know what to do. there was no way he would be able to stop his stubborn husband who just wanted to work day and night with no regards to how it was affecting him or his family. he saw the dark circles under jungkook's eyes and saw the way the boy fell asleep almost instantly.

he just wanted the man to rest.

yoongi sighed as he stood up from bed. the poor boy was one week overdue and even walking to the kitchen was a pain. despite that, he still had things to do.

"why would you schedule an orthodontist appointment one week after your due date?" the cardiologist asked as he slid down his scrub shirt over his body, "i thought i would have a cute baby girl by now" he sighed, "you didn't consider the possibility of you being overdue?" taehyung asked, grabbing his jacket and putting it on.

"i guess not. do you not see the current situation?" he scoffed, earning a hum from his husband and a shrug, "i'll see you after work. don't strain yourself and make sure you eat"

yoongi nodded with a small smile, pressing a kiss on his boyfriend's cheeks.

the small one sat in the waiting room of the office and rubbed his bump, mentally raising a brow when someone sat next to him.

"are you having a boy or girl? a boy, right?" the woman grinned, "i'm having a girl" he smiled, gently patting his bump. he watched the woman's expression change into a confused one, "are you sure?" she asked him, "yes, why?" he asked, feeling defensive that some random person was questioning facts from his pregnancy.

"you carry big. plus, your face is super puffy and that happens a lot with boy pregnancies" she spoke, he blinked at what had just come out of the woman's mouth, "what do you mean i carry big? am i going to be fat after i deliver?" he worriedly asked, "you're going to gain around forty pounds if not more. is this your first pregnancy?"

he nodded and the woman continued speaking about him, "that's even worse. your first pregnancy and you carry so big? it must be a boy. there's not way it's a girl. your cheeks are puffy and you look big almost all over" she mumbled and poked the man's cheeks.

yoongi was in disbelief as he felt every single insecurity he had consume him. he wanted to speak up and say she was lying, but it felt like it was the truth.

"you need to be careful. one of my friend's husband left her after pregnancy because she got fat and looked like a balloon" the woman shivered, making the small boy frown a bit, "i don't think my significant other would do something like that" yoongi mumbled, "you never know. don't be so sure now"

he silently sat there until he was called up.

the small one wandered around the grocery store after his appointment. all he could do was think about what the woman had said as he walked with a hand on his bump.

what if taehyung did actually leave him? what if taehyung didn't want to look at him when he was postpartum?

yoongi hated the thought, biting the inside of his mouth as he walked by the milk section. the small one was deeply hurt, but didn't want to tell taehyung in fear that the man would actually leave him or would make him eat more than he usually did.

"fat-free yogurt" he mumbled to himself when he saw it. the reason he gained so much weight was because of taehyung! there wasn't a single thing in their home that was reduced fat!

he grabbed whatever he saw that was low-fat and continued navigating the store to buy whatever baby things he saw and cleaning supplies to feed into his nesting urge.

taehyung
hi baby
did you eat

yoongi
yeah

taehyung
whatd you have

yoongi
pancakes and yogurt

taehyung
from where

yoongi

doordash

taehyung
i dont see it in our order history

yoongi
maybe it's glitching

taehyung
okay then
what would you like for lunch??

yoongi
idk

taehyung
oh okay
i'll make soup
was your appointment okay?? youre being a bit dry

yoongi
mhm
just sleepy
ok going to bed

taehyung
alright see youu at home!!

when the cardiologist got home, he saw yoongi asleep on the couch and went to the fridge to grab a snack. the anti-anxiety medication was taking somewhat of a toll on him, but his boyfriend reassured him that it could take a couple of weeks for the medication to work.

he raised a brow seeing the fat-free milk and yogurt. he glanced at yoongi and then opened the trash can, not finding the packaging for the pancakes yoongi allegedly ate. sure, he might be a little crazy for checking the trash can, but you can't blame him.

the tall one made his way over to the psychiatrist and tapped his shoulder, making the small one groan, "i'm taking a nap here" he sleepily mumbled, "i know. i just have a couple of questions" taehyung spoke, earning a sigh from the man.

yoongi rubbed his eyes and sat up to look at the cardiologist, "did you buy fat-free milk and yogurt?" he asked, "no, that must've been you"

taehyung raised a brow, "are you lying to me?" the man asked, "nope" yoongi lied, "why did you buy that?" he asked, knowing it was definitely his boyfriend who bought it.

"no clue what you're talking about" he spoke, which angered the man, "you know what i'm talking about! don't lie to me!" the tall one raised his voice, which cued yoongi to do so too.

"is it going to kill us to be healthier? i hate that everything we buy is full fat! i think you want me to be fat, so that you can have an excuse to leave me!" the small one shouted, "what are you talking about? can you be rational for once?" the tall one shouted back and then sighed.

yoongi glared at him, "i don't want to talk about this" he spoke, taehyung crossed his arms, "i think we should talk about it. why do you think i'm going to leave you if you gained weight? you're gorgeous, baby" he softly said, making the man's eyes water.

"it's just that.. nevermind" yoongi mumbled, not wanting to tell the man about what the woman had said, "i'll make us lunch" he sighed, beginning to worry about the small boy.

the anti-anxiety medication better kick in soon.

yoongi stirred the soup in front of him and made eye contact with taehyung who was watching him eat. he pushed the plate at his boyfriend's direction, "you haven't even tried it" taehyung frowned as he saw the disappointed look on the man's face.

"not hungry" yoongi mumbled, taking a sip from his water, "you didn't even eat breakfast" the tall one spoke, yoongi looked at him with a confused expression. how did the man know? was he secretly spying on him?

"my teeth really hurt" yoongi spoke, standing up from the chair to go to the living room. the tall one couldn't help but feel a million alarms telling him to panic in his head, "you're being weird, you need to talk to me and stop hiding whatever is going on" taehyung scoffed and followed him into the living room.

yoongi bit the inside of his mouth as he debated telling the man what had happened, but decided to keep it to himself, "i think i need a nap" he mumbled, "you're worrying me. you need to eat" taehyung worriedly spoke, feeling his hands begin to shake.

uh oh.

the psychiatrist's eyes widened seeing taehyung's shaky hands and hearing his loud breathing cycle, "taehyung, don't worry about me" he tried to reassure him, but it was no use to the man who immediately locked himself in the restroom.

yoongi sat outside of the bathroom, feeling his heart break as he heard the man's shaky sobs. he loved taehyung, but hated the thought of gaining weight and that wasn't his boyfriend's fault.

"open the door" the psychiatrist sighed, hearing shaky breaths in response, "breathe in through your nose and out your mouth. what can you see in the bathroom? can you smell the new cleaning products i got?"

"shut up!" taehyung shakily shouted, "let's use our nice words, baby" yoongi softly said, which only angered his significant other.

yoongi began panicking even more when he heard the cardiologist begin gasping for air, "i need you to open this right now" he sternly spoke, only hearing more gasps as he spoke.

taehyung sobbed and leaned against the door in defeat as he felt his lungs begin to fail him and feeling his heartbeat radiate through his body.

yoongi frowned seeing the man come out of the bathroom with puffy cheeks and shaking hands, feeling his heart break.

"are you feeling better?" he gently asked, earning a glare. yoongi hated how much his eating disorder triggered taehyung's anxiety, "you don't have to worry about me" yoongi reassured the man, holding his shaky hand.

taehyung snatched his hand away and walked to their room. he grabbed some of the pills his own psychiatrist had given him to use as needed as basically shoved them down his throat before laying in bed.

yoongi felt guilty, but he couldn't help the fact his insecurities were consuming him. he sat on edge of the bed, "i'm okay. i'm not going to die if i don't eat for one day" he tried to reassure him, earning a sigh, "do you think you make my anxiety feel better when you say stuff like that? it maked it worse. i don't understand where this is coming from and you're acting weird and it's really triggering for me, please stop" he sniffled, feeling a pressure on his chest as he spoke rapidly.

the small one hummed, "all you have to know is that i'm okay" he said, "please leave before you trigger another panic attack in me. i can't even tell if you're joking when you're trying to console me"

yoongi frowned, kissing the man's forehead, "i don't want you to worry about me"

"i told you i don't want to eat" yoongi spoke when taehyung served him mashed potatoes, eggs, a banana, and a smoothie.

the tall one sighed, "at least drink the smoothie. i don't think you understand how anxious you're making me by starving the whole day while pregnant" he mumbled, scooping some mashed potatoes with a spoon, "well, i don't think you understand how fat i feel"

taehyung rubbed his tired eyes, "you're thirty one weeks pregnant, i don't think anyone expects you to feel skinny. you're carrying a whole human and it's important you provide her with nutrients" he spoke, feeling his hands begin to shake again.

yoongi threw the food away and put his plate in the sink, "i think you don't care about a word i have to say. i'm going to take more medication and sleep" taehyung spoke, trying to take deep breaths to not trigger himself into a panic attack.

the psychiatrist laid next to taehyung who was sleeping peacefully. he glanced at the clock and saw it was four in the morning.

his stomach was grumbling since he hadn't eaten all day. he shamefully began tapping taehyung's shoulder, "tae, wake up" he mumbled, "i'm craving pizza from the gas station"

taehyung let out a small groan, "i'm not going" he sleepily spoke, "fine, i'll go by myself" the man sighed, not bothering to change out of his pajamas and just putting on slippers.

he understood taehyung was tired and he was the reason behind it.

yoongi waddled around the gas station. there wasn't many people besides a couple of workers and adults.

he grabbed a slice of pizza and began eating while leaning against a fridge, not being able to wait to get howm. he ignored the pain in his mouth and chose to fill himself. the pizza was too good to stop and think about the amount of calories.

the psychiatrist let out a small groan feeling a sort of pain at the bottom of his stomach. his eyes widened feeling liquid run down his leg and a small puddle of water form on the floor.

a worker looked at him, "we have bathrooms" he clarified, "i know that" yoongi breathed out, panicking as he pulled his phone out.

he called taehyung, no answer.

he called namjoon, no answer.

his only option left was jungkook.

yoongi sighed in relief getting an answer.

"what do you want?"

"my water broke and i'm at a gas station. tae won't answer and joon won't either"

"what makes you think they'll answer me? plus, i'm at work, so not much i can do"

yoongi sniffled, "what do i do? i'm scared"

"i'll page taehyung since the pager is pretty loud. if that doesn't work, i'll call you an ambulance"

"okay, thank you"

taehyung
why did you page me?? im not on call

jungkook
yoongi is in labor
he's at a gas station

taehyung
OH MY GOSH NO WAY
AHHH

taehyung found his boyfriend sitting in a chair with tears running down his face as he ate an ice cream sandwich and people surrounding him.

"baby, are you okay?" he worriedly asked, "i got asked if i pissed myself or had an accident" he cried, taehyung shooed the people away and gently caressed the man's face, "it's okay. do you want anything else from here before we go home and get ready to go to the hospital?"

yoongi shook his head, "this is so embarrassing, i should've stayed home" he sniffled as they left the gas station, "i should've accompanied you. i'm sorry" taehyung sighed as he helped buckle up the boy.

the tall one began driving, occasionally glancing at yoongi who was eating ice cream, "do you want to talk about what happened earlier?" the cardiologist asked, "i guess so"

yoongi sighed, "some lady at my orthodontist appointment told me i was really puffy and carrying big and that i must be pregnant with a boy. she started telling me about how one of her friend's husband left her because she got fat and looked like a balloon" he spoke, scrunching up his face when he felt a contraction.

taehyung frowned hearing that, "you shouldn't have listened to her, yoon. she doesn't deserve to comment on you or your body. i think you look absolutely adorable and beautiful" he reassured as he looked at the road, "you don't think i look fat or puffy?"

"nope, you're beautiful" he reassured, pressing a kiss on the man's cheeks.

yoongi groaned at a contraction, feeling sweat run down his forehead as he held taehyung's soft hand, "i'm scared" he frowned, which led to taehyung placing a kiss on his forehead.

"i'm here no matter what" taehyung reassured the man, "what if she has a low birth weight?" he asked, "then, we'll do what the doctors tell us to do" the cardiologist answered, placing a kiss on the man's lips.

the small boy had tears running down his cheeks as they placed his baby girl on his chest. she was crying and she was the tiniest baby yoongi had ever held.

"you're so small" yoongi sniffled, taehyung smiled at the sight, "the doctor said if she would've been an ounce lighter, she would have been in the nicu" the cardiologist spoke, "i fed you well, didn't i? you're the cutest" yoongi spoke, shifting her slightly so taehyung could see her, "isn't she the cutest?"

taehyung nodded, a huge smile on his face as he saw his little family.

namjoon visited the next day, bringing his three children as well to see yoongi's baby.

"what's her name?" the neurologist smiled, being reminded of when yuna was a baby, "her name is min hyewon" the psychiatrist said, taking her blanket off so that her cute outfit could be shown.

"she's a cutie" yoongi cooed at his own baby, yuna smiled, "she looks a lot like you! she has the same nose" the girl pointed out, making the couple smile.

taehyung hunmed, "where's jungkook?" he asked the tall one, "work" namjoon sighed and shook his head, "again?" the cardiologist asked, earning a nod from the disappointed husband.

"it was nice to see the baby" yuna said as they drove home, "mhm, she's really cute" the tall one agreed.

seeing the baby made him realize that his symptoms were oddly reminiscent of jungkook's pregnancy where he couldn't keep any food down and felt fatigued all day.

"we need to go to the pharmacy really quickly" he said and made a right turn, earning a small nod from yuna, "i need body wash. i keep forgetting to tell you when we go to the store" she spoke, earning a chuckle from her father.

namjoon sat on the toilet lid with the pregnancy test in hand as he waited for the results. he wasn't sure what jungkook would think if he was pregnant. it would either make everything worse between him and his husband or make jungkook take a break from work. the neurologist hoped for the latter.

his eyes widened seeing the test was positive.

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