ATITTIES

mingi
it's go time

san
tf does that mean

mingi
it means it's time to go

jongho
where are we going

yeosang
FOOD PLEASE SAY
FOOD IM FUCKING
STARVING

mingi
TO THE HOSPITAL ???

yeosang
silly mingi you don't go to
the hospital just to get food

seonghwa
why

seonghwa
what happened

seonghwa
who got hurt

seonghwa
was it yuna

mingi
WELL YEAH SHES ABOUT

TO PUSH A FUCKING
BABY OUT OF HER VAGINA
I THINK SHES IN PAIN

yeosang
no the baby isn't due until
next week

mingi
SOMETIMES BABIES COME
EARLY

mingi
her contractions are close
enough and long enough for
us to go to the hospital so
LETS FUCKING GO

wooyoung
i don't know why but i don't
believe you

mingi
fine we'll go have this baby
and you guys can apologise
later for not believing me

hongjoong

i think he's being serious

mingi
YES IM BEING SERIOUS

mingi
DO YOU WANT PROOF
BECAUSE THERE IS A
POOL OF GOD KNOWS WHAT
ON THE LIVING ROOM FLOOR
THAT SEEMS PRETTY FKN
CONVINCING TO ME

mingi
*mingi angrily recording
the living room floor while
yuna screams in the
background and mingi
raps a 50km long line
of curses*

wooyoung
OMG HES BEING SERIOUS

san
HOLY FUCKING SHIT

yunho

EVERYONE GO RUN GET
IN THE GODDAMN CAR
NOW

seonghwa
WHO HAS THE BABY BAG

mingi
I DO WHO ELSE WOULD

seonghwa
LEAVE US ALONE WERE
VERY STRESSED OUT

mingi
DONT FUCKING LECTURE
ME ABOUT STRESS RN
ARE YOU KIDDING

yunho
WHY AM I THE ONLY
ONE USAIN BOLTING
OUT THE DOOR LETS
FUCKING GO IM
ABOUT TO BECOME
AN UNCLE

...

"it's okay, baby. not your leg, though," he pulls yuna's hand away from her leg and holds it in his own, "squeeze my hand, not your leg. you'll hurt yourself."

"no! i don't wanna hold your hand!" she cries, gripping his hand the slightest bit tighter.

"why not, baby? it's what i'm here for."

"no!" she sobs, intertwining their fingers, "i don't wanna hurt you. i don't wanna break your fingers." she wails, leaning back against her chair.

another gut wrenching scream erupts from her chest as her grip becomes impossibly tighter, mingi biting his lip to prevent screaming in pain himself. when she releases his hand a moment later, he's quick to pull it away and check that his fingers were still functional.

"oh, min. did i hurt you?" yuna sobs as he winces in pain, "i'm so sorry, i didn't mean to."

"no, it's okay, baby," he hushes her as she begins to cry in sadness and guilt rather than pain, "i'm perfectly fine, see? all my fingers work just fine." he wriggles his fingers around to prove that he could still use and feel them all.

"now, come on. we gotta get down to the car, we gotta go."

"no, min!" she cries, pushing his hands away, "if i move it's gonna just fall on the floor, i don't want my baby to fall on the floor!"

"it won't fall on the floor, baby. we gotta go to the hospital though or you will be having it on the floor and i am not trained well enough to know how to safely do a home birth, now let's go." she stands from the chair she'd sat in, mingi holding onto her and guiding her through the house.

they make it to the elevator relatively quickly and head straight for the garage where yunho should have the car waiting.

the couple had moved back to yuna's place for the last few weeks of her pregnancy so that they could finish up the baby's room and make sure everything was all ready for the baby to come home.

luckily, the rest of the group were at the company building which was closer to yuna's apartment than theirs and meant that they could all go to the hospital in one car. it also meant that the rest of the boys would be present for yuna's first contractions and she was not taking them well.

the first had her doubling over and in tears, cursing repeatedly and smashing the glass in her hand. thankfully, she wasn't injured by the glass exploding so, they didn't need to worry about her hand.

they make it to the garage where yunho had parked right in front of the elevator, the back door already open, wooyoung and yeosang ready to help get yuna into the vehicle.

they manage to get her into a seat, unfortunately only after she'd practically shattered all of the bones in wooyoung's left hand during a contraction.

"wooyoung, would you stop complaining? your hand is fine!" seonghwa scolds from the passenger seat, glaring at the younger male in the back.

"i'm sorry, hyung. it's just- you have no idea how bad the pain is that i'm feeling right now, it's- i honestly think she broke my finger!" wooyoung whines, showing everyone his hand.

"you're in pain?" yuna yells, "have you never watched a woman in labour in a movie? have you never seen women in labour on television? don't you know that's the one thing you probably shouldn't fucking say? i'm about to push a goddamn human out of my vagina and you're in pain! i swear to god, i'm going to choke you!"

yeosang and jongho chuckle quietly at their friend being scolded while wooyoung cowers in his seat, keeping his neck as far from yuna's reach as possible.

they make it to the hospital about fifteen minutes later, mingi and seonghwa rushing inside with yuna while yunho finds somewhere to park.
yuna is immediately taken to a private room so that mingi and the rest of the boys could be with her and not possibly be recognised.

about fifteen minutes in the room go by without much happening other than a few contractions.

"how're you feeling? is there anything i can get for you?" mingi asks quietly after another contraction.

"where are sannie and hongjoong?" she whines. she'd been asking for them for about ten minutes. she wasn't sure why but she really just wanted to see them.

"they're coming, baby. hongjoong-hyung said the traffic's gotten a little worse since we drove here so they're going to be a little while, okay?" mingi kisses her forehead before patting it down with an ice pack wrapped in a towel that was given to him by a nurse. "is there anything else? anything i can get you now? do you want water? maybe some chips?"

she nods softly as mingi takes a hold of her hand, "yes?" she nods again, "yes to what? chips or water?"

"i don't know, mingi." she sobs. mingi chuckles as she rolls her head about, clearly frustrated and tired. "mingi, i changed my mind. i don't wanna have this baby, take it back. take back your sperm, i don't want it anymore."

he smiles as he chuckles, "it's too late now, baby. you've made it this far, you just have to push through these last few hours and then it'll all be over and if you really don't want to do it again, then i promise, you don't have to, okay?"

"okay," she sobs, "can you get me some water? and chips too."

mingi nods, poking his head out the door to find seonghwa, wooyoung and yeosang who had left the room to eat some slices of cake that were brought to them. "can someone get a packet of chips and a water, please?"

seonghwa nods, sending him a thumbs up before getting out of his seat and going to find the items.

mingi moves back to yuna's side, holding her hand again. "you're doing so well, baby. it'll all be over soon, i promise."

she chuckles at him and he furrows his brows, "don't make promises you can't keep, min. first-time mothers can spend 12 to 19 hours just here and the actual pushing can last one to two hours."

"you read too much." he jokes as she grins, rolling her eyes playfully. he leans over quickly to kiss her lips, her smile growing brighter at the action.

"maybe you don't read enou- oh god!" she wails as another contraction hits her, trying so desperately not to squeeze mingi's hand too hard.

"squeeze my hand, baby. it's okay, i promise." she gives in and lets herself squeeze his hand, still managing to hold back at least a little. he leans over once more, planting a few kisses to her temple and whispering words of encouragement until the pain subsides. "you okay?" he quietly asks. she nods in response, kissing his hand softly.

"is your hand okay?"

he smiles, adoring the fact that she was concerned about him even though she was in so much pain and discomfort. "i'm fine, yuna. don't worry about me. you are more important than i am right now."

she hums in response, turning her head away for a moment before looking back at the rapper.

"what you said before, about doing this again. did you mean that?" her voice is hushed, as though she was worried someone other than mingi might hear her. he tilts his head questioningly as she starts playing with the rings on his fingers, "you said before that if i really don't want to do this again, i won't have to. did you mean that?"

"of course. i wouldn't ask you to do this again if you didn't think you could do it."

"what about you?" she queries, looking into his eyes, "what if you want more? you wouldn't change your mind?"

"not if you don't want to do it again. besides, you might have this baby and we might both think we're done. this might be enough. or, you have this baby and you want more. whatever you want, as long as it's you, i don't mind." he kisses her temple as he wipes down her forehead, his thumb gently caressing her hand.

"i love you, mingi. so much." she mumbles, closing her eyes for a moment.

"i love you so much more, yuna."

he places his arm on the rail of the bed, resting his chin and watching as she seemed to be asleep. he knew she wasn't, not with how sweaty she was. she would never fall asleep that dirty, no matter how exhausted she was.

the silence only lasts a minute before the door flies open and yunho is standing there, completely out of breath. he removes his mask and makes his way over to his sister's side, taking her other hand in his own as he sits on the bed.

"hey. how're you doing?"

"oh, absolutely fine and dandy. what do you think?" she jokes, rolling her eyes, making him smile.

"sorry." he mutters, leaning down to quickly kiss her forehead to which she pushes him away.

"is everyone else here? and where is hwa? i thought you asked him to get my chips and drink." she turns to mingi who nods, asking yunho to go and check.

"mingi, you don't have to literally be by my side this whole time. you can go, take a walk, take a break, take a nap, i don't mind." she chuckles as his eyes sadden.

"you don't want me here? do you want me to go?"

"no! i'm not saying i don't want you in here, i'm saying if you want to go and eat or have a drink or use the bathroom or take a nap, go. i'm fine. and thank you for holding my hand but, it is getting a little clammy." he nods, reluctantly releasing her hand and wiping his own on his jeans.

"i don't want to be anywhere else, by the way. if it's okay with you, i want to be right here as much as i can," she smiles softly at him, "if i get hungry or thirsty or antsy or i need to pee, then i will go. but, i'd rather literally be by your side this whole time."

"of course that's okay with me, princess," she gently cards her fingers through his hair, letting her hand rest on his cheek, "thank you. for everything."

"thank you for everything. especially for doing this. i know it's not easy." he leans over the bedrail, softly capturing her lips in his own. yuna smiles into the kiss before mingi pulls away to look up as seonghwa enters the room, at least nine chip packets and two bottles of water in his arms.

"i forgot which ones you liked so i bought all the flavours they had." he puts them down on the rolling table, handing a water to yuna.

she takes a quick sip before putting it back down, gripping the bedrail as another contraction starts. mingi is quick to replace the bedrail with his hand, yuna once again focusing on not hurting him. seonghwa makes the mistake of taking her other hand which she wasn't focused on and he is immediately doubling over in pain.

she releases them both a minute later, her attention immediately on seonghwa who was on the floor.

"why would you grab my hand like that? are you okay? are you hurt?"

seonghwa waves her off, picking himself up and showing her that his hand was fine.

"i'm just gonna head back out there. do you want me to send anyone in?"

"all this sweat is making me so uncomfortable," she complains, "send wooyoung in, i need to hit something."

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