Third person pov

Jungkook kept wondering what he had done to make Taehyung so upset last night. He felt that the younger was pushing him away with all his might and avoiding him.

Taehyung was on his fifth month now and had been pushing Jungkook away for a reason the trueblood was yet to understand.

He was experienced in this pregnancy matter as he had been with Hyejin through her pregnancy, but still, he had no idea of what was bothering Taehyung and why he was being so sensitive suddenly.

Last night, he came back home from work and found his adorable sitting on a chair, head laying on the dining table. He looked tired and his fingers made tiny movements around the blackberries in the basket, seemingly falling asleep while he was eating a few berries. 

Taehyung had been having a lot of problems related to back and leg pain so Jungkook had thought that it wasn't good to let him continue to lay on the table.

All he had wanted to do was hold him up gently and take him to the bed, but Taehyung jerked away from his touch as soon as he wrapped his arm around his waist and had yelled at him for startling him.

Until there, Jungkook understood him and the way he was behaving. After all, he was just surprised because of his sudden presence and actions.

But after that...

Taehyung pushed him away, looking almost worried and concerned like as if worried that Jungkook caught onto something. He only calmed down after seeing Jungkook's completely clueless face.

Why did he do that? Jungkook didn't know though he was dying too.

Was he perhaps insecure about his body again? Was he thinking that Jungkook didn't like him because of the way he is?

How could he even think like that? 

Taehyung looks so fucking cute with his baby bump getting bigger. The size of his stomach was a relief to Jungkook because he knew that his pup was healthy and growing well in there. 

Jungkook tried to remove all sort of insecurity from him by making love to him until now, but when he approached him the last time, Taehyung had told him that he was tired and didn't want to do it.

It was so unlikely of the omega.

Pregnancy had made him rather hornier and needier, so having him push him away and refuse to let him touch him was something so new and frustrating.

Frustrating because Jungkook's dick needed attention. He was so used to making love to him almost every day that not being able to do it for the past two weeks approximately was making him lose his mind.

He could easily tell that Taehyung was also trying to hold himself back from asking him to take him and beg him to do it.

Why?

It could only be that he was either actually in pain always like he claims or is just hiding himself and his body from Jungkook.

He hoped with all his heart that Taehyung wasn't in pain. What if it was something serious? What if the abuse he went through by Jungho having a negative effect on him? Omegas don't heal well...

But if that wasn't the case then Taehyung was definitely scared of his body.

There was no need to be like this. Jungkook had reminded him always that he will continue loving him no matter what the reason is. These changes only made him want to love the younger more, not fall out of love. 

Jungkook hoped to get an opportunity to prove to Taehyung that he is beautiful no matter what changes take place in him.

The round belly was anything but ugly. His chubby cheeks and the way his hands usually rest on top of his swollen stomach was just so cute.

Nothing, absolutely nothing could make his beauty less. The growing of his round baby bump only made the omega more heavenly looking. 

"Jungkookie?" he hears his mate's voice which made him jump to his feet instantly and rush to the staircase so he could assist the omega downstairs.

He climbed up the stairs, taking two steps at once, while his eyes were fixed on his mate who was smiling sweetly, face and eyes puffy from just waking up.

He grinned at his omega and carefully kneeled down beside his legs to examine his feet after climbing up the last stair. 

"Are they less painful now?" he asks, wondering if the pain relief ointment did its work or not.

He pressed his lip into a thin line when he noticed that the feet were still as swollen as they were before he applied the ointment.

He mentally noted that he had to buy another ointment before lifting Taehyung's shirt a little--noticing how the omega flinched when he brought the shirt up, like scared to show Jungkook him body--and kissed his belly button.

"Good morning," he greets his pup, rubbing and caressing Taehyung's stomach with his nose before letting the shirt fall back down.

He stood back up and gave Taehyung his biggest bunny grin, connecting their lips as he greeted him too.

"Do you still feel irritation here?" Jungkook asks, rubbing Taehyung's stomach and waist as the younger had told him a few days back that his stomach feels weird and irritatingly prickly. 

Well, he had brought another ointment for healing the irritation there.

Taehyung shook his head a 'no', signalling that he wasn't feeling any irritation now. He shifted carefully on his feet which hurt because he was standing for too long.

Jungkook wrapped his arms around his waist, took his palm into his hand and guided Taehyung downstairs, taking one step at a time, slowly and carefully. 

They paused at every step so Taehyung could brush the pain off from his limbs. Walking on a flat floor was much more easier than up and downstairs. 

Taehyung heaved out a sigh after coming down the last stair and nodding proudly.

"It's so difficult to even walk properly," Taehyung says, shaking his head in disbelief. "Didn't know that pregnancy is this difficult."

Jungkook pouted, feeling like he failed to comfort Taehyung. He was supposed to take Taehyung's pain away but it was just impossible to manage to do so.

The back pain was inevitable. Taehyung's stress made it even worse too but he could do so less to make sure that Taehyung doesn't stress about the omega organization or something related to Hayoon.

Everything got even worse when Taehyung had massive mood swings and gets too angry and aggressive at small things.

For example, the time he had thrown a huge and heavy bowl at Hoseok who had jokingly said, "Taehyung couldn't ever get this fat if it wasn't for his pregnancy." Well, Hoseok was only talking about Taehyung's usual eating habits, so none of them knew what triggered Taehyung so much.

Fortunately, Taehyung sucked at aiming. The bowl landed right on the floor and shattered into pieces there, leaving Hoseok scared for his life.

A moment after almost killing Hoseok in anger, Taehyung began wailing and stuffing his mouth with blueberries without telling anyone the reason he was crying.

He just kicked his feet in air and cried his heart out while having the eyes of his whole family stuck on him. He only calmed down when Hayoon started crying because he wasn't calming down.

All Jungkook knew was that it was better to not mess with a moody Taehyung.

Finally, Jungkook and Taehyung reached the dining table. Before the omega could take a seat beside him, Jungkook pulled him delicately to his lap, making him sit on him.

Taehyung raised his eyebrows questioningly, asking him what he was doing.

Jungkook smirked, leaning down and pecking his lips, deciding to make a move again and see what reaction he gives.

He kissed him passionately while biting and sucking his lips, hands still holding him like he was a prized possession, the greatest thing he ever had.

Taehyung moaned into his mouth. Jungkook felt proud when he felt the boy harden against him.

He knew how sensitive Taehyung was and how the smallest thing would leave him in such a state. Usually, Taehyung would never stop Jungkook and beg him to go on until his release, telling him to take responsibility for his actions of making a move first. 

If there was really no problem now, Taehyung would drag him to their room and make him complete what he started. 

He grabbed the omega's plush ass and squeezed the skin, glad that his mate didn't stop him from doing anything yet. But before he could put his hand into his shorts, Taehyung whimpered and held his hand, stopping him.

"H-Hayoon," Taehyung said, "she might be here at any moment."

Jungkook frowned, hurt and shocked as Taehyung slowly climbed off his lap. This was not at all the way his mate behaved. No, his Taehyung wouldn't reject him until there was a reason to it. 

Was he in pain? Did his back hurt so much that he didn't want to do this? 

Or was it just that his mate was hiding himself from him? This would make him so mad. He doesn't see any reason for Taehyung to hide himself and do stuff like that from his own mate. 

Did he not have a right to know why Taehyung was behaving like this? 

He grabbed the omega's hand, forcing him to look at him.

His suspiciously squinted eyes looked at Taehyung's shaking ones. He pulled the boy back to his lap slowly, not giving him a chance to scurry away, pinning him there with his hands.

"J-Jungkook?" Taehyung calls, gulping when Jungkook lifted his hand up and caressed his neck to calm him down. 

He didn't want Taehyung to feel any fear or stress. If it was because of his body shape or something like that, he'd make sure to speak to Taehyung and make him understand that he is beautiful.

The omega gulped, leaning into his soft touches. 

"I'm your mate, Tae," Jungkook said in a low tone, wishing not to come out hurt as he didn't want Taehyung to feel sad. "Don't I have a right to know what's going on with you or our child?" 

Taehyung's breath hitched at that. He exhaled shakily, not meeting Jungkook's eyes.

The trueblood sighed when Taehyung still didn't tell him anything.

 He unbuttoned the first button before waiting for Taehyung to try to and pry his hands off. He didn't want to make his mate uncomfortable by undressing him when he didn't want to show his body. 

Taehyung kept still, letting him do what he wanted because he knew that sooner or later, he will have to tell Jungkook everything.

Jungkook hesitantly removed the first three buttons, eyes flickering between Taehyung's face and the clear skin of Taehyung's chest. 

The demon wolf's mark had faded away after the death of Jungho, and Jungkook had to admit that he loved seeing Taehyung's skin all clear except for the marks he makes on his mate. 

Only he had the right to give Taehyung hickeys and other such marks; he would hate it if some bitch's mark lay on his mate. 

Jungkook held his breath in, pushing the shirt to a side to examine his body. His eyes widened, breath getting caught in his throat when he saw the omega's fuller, hugger breasts, his nipples painfully red. 

His lips parted in realization and surprise. This was why he was hiding himself...

"You're lactating?" Jungkook asks, not looking up at him. Taehyung pressed his arms closer to himself to hide, feeling shy all of a sudden.

Jungkook heaves out a breath of relief, glad that Taehyung wasn't hurt or anything. He pushed the hands of the omega away from his body, chuckling at the red, flustered male.

He swiped the pad of his thumb on his red, irritated nipple, noticing how Taehyung let out a shaky breath, arching his back.

The omega tilted his head back, feeling weirdly more relieved from the irritation as Jungkook continued to rub and soothe his nipples softly and slowly with the pad of his thumb.

Jungkook gazed at him with an amazed and happy look. He couldn't get enough of this sensitive state of the boy. 

Taehyung's shivers, moans, breathy sighs and other such reactions pleased Jungkook. 

Well, female omegas and male omegas are different so it was understandable for Taehyung to feel insecure about this and feel embarrassed to expose this truth to even his mate. 

Jungkook smiled, massaging his breast after cupping them, feeling satisfaction when Taehyung moaned.

His left hand held Taehyung's waist so he doesn't get hurt by leaning back too much and crashing on the table.  His right hand continued to massage his breasts.

Taehyung seemed to stop worrying about his reaction now, knowing that Jungkook wasn't disgusted or feeling dirty after seeing him like this when he is supposed to be a boy.

He hissed, tears forming on the corner of his eyes when he felt it leak. He hated it when this happens. He hated it when it starts leaking.

Jungkook seemed to notice this too as he stopped his actions. He wiped away the white substance slowly before pressing his red nipples again, flinching when Taehyung let out a loud moan. 

He looked up at Taehyung to see if he was uncomfortable before leaning down.

"W-what are you doing?" Taehyung stuttered, looking at him with half-lidded eyes. The elder stopped lowering his head, looking at him with wide eyes. "Can I?"

Taehyung wanted to reject him and tell him not to do it, too embarrassed to let him do it, but he decided to just let him do it because he wished to know how it feels.

He wanted the fullness and pain to decrease. 

He wanted to know how to feels to feed someone.

He wet his dry lips with his tongue and nodded, sniffling.

Jungkook lifted him and placed him on the table, still sitting on the chair himself. He does not waste a moment before wrapping his lips around his left bud, sucking delicately.

Taehyung threw his head back, letting out a broken moan. He was a hundred per cent sure that this wasn't how feeding kids will feel like as Jungkook had a much different relationship with him than his kids.

Jungkook doing this just felt so intimate. 

It felt so damn pleasurable too.

Feeding kids mist be more wholesome and cute, not so sexual.

Taehyung yelped when he felt it leak more, mind going hazy when Jungkook got greedy, trying to get out even more. 

Jungkook closed his eyes, hands holding him carefully and roaming around his body, feeling his pretty and delicate curves. He got aroused when Taehyung wrapped his shaky hands around his head.

God, he loved Taehyung and his body.

He sucked a little harder, scolding himself to stop getting harsher in his actions when Taehyung cried out in pain. 

The trueblood wasn't let to do anything more because Taehyung pushed him away after hearing tiny footsteps coming their way.

Jungkook looked at him, pouting because he couldn't even get enough of it to decipher the taste. He thought deeply about how it tasted... it was something like almonds, sweet milk and the cherry-lavender scent mixed with it.

Taehyung was panicking, trying to button up his shirt before his innocent daughter comes there but failed to do so as the girl entered the dining room, singing a song.

She doesn't seem much fazed by the fact that her mother was sitting on the table with his buttons open.

"Daddy!" she yelled, hugging his legs and burying her face between them and rubbing his cheeks on his knees. "Good morning!"

Jungkook chuckled, picking her up and placing her on his lap, grunting because she was a bit more heavy. "Hmm, my baby is growing so well. You get heavier day by day."

Hayoon ignored that comment and hugged him briefly before looking back at a frozen Taehyung.

"Mommy," she calls, standing on Jungkook's lap to hug the omega. Her father immediately held her body to steady her, bot wanting her to fall.

Taehyung bit his lip, looking at Jungkook with anxious eyes.

Hayoon hugged his huge round belly—not knowing why it's become so huge but not caring anyway—before snuggling her head on his bare chest, between his swollen breast.

She was going to break away and climb down Jungkook's lap, but her father held her in place, not letting her leave.

Taehyung's eyes widened when Jungkook pushed his shirt to one side, exposing the breast which he hadn't given attention to.

Jungkook smirked at Taehyung, nodding at him, signalling him that it was okay. Hayoon looked at the red bud, her hand immediately reaching up and grabbing it with her tiny hand, looking up at Taehyung with her innocent doe eyes.

Taehyung was very hesitant about this while Jungkook didn't seem to worry much.

Hayoon looked up at Taehyung's face, biting her lips. Jungkook held her head and guided it to his bud, and she unconsciously opened her mouth, letting the nipple in.

Taehyung closed his eyes, feeling the tinier sucks of hers which were softer, just like how children do it. It was much, much different from what Jungkook was doing.

What Jungkook did, again, was sexual while her actions were innocent and sweet.

He held her head carefully, caressing her neck when his motherly instinct kicked in.

Hayoon was taken aback when she felt the milk come out. The last time she had done this to Taehyung, none of this had happened. She sucked more greedily, eyes feeling heavy out of habit as she was used to falling asleep after sucking on something.

A while later, she let go of his nipple and rubbed her eyes tiredly, settling down on her content father's lap and falling asleep like she hadn't woken up a while ago.

Jungkook smiled at Taehyung, urging him to get down the table and pecking his lips when he got on his feet. "Does it feel better now?" he asks, grabbing a tissue from the table to clean him up.

"It doesn't feel heavy," Taehyung admitted, blushing. "But I'm not letting her do this again. She's too grown up for this."

Jungkook nodded in understanding. She was too old to be breastfed and it would cause too many problems if she gets used to doing all this.

However, Jungkook loved seeing the motherly affection Taehyung held for Hayoon when he let her drink from him. It was heavenly contending and cute.

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Jungkook felt uneasy while coming back from the organization. He had gone there for some work—doing it instead of his mate who was in his last month of pregnancy now—and had left only Jimin and Irene at home to take care of his mate.

He had been advised to take Taehyung to a hospital so they could receive help immediately when required, but Taehyung refused to go.

He said that he'd feel sicker in the hospitals with no scent of his mate around. H claimed that he'll feel weird there and will be uncomfortable too.

Jungkook had gotten enough of trying to convince him so he let him stay back, deciding to call the doctors as soon as he knows that it's going to happen because the doctors weren't much sure whether it happens a little earlier or later than the date with male omegas. 

For all Jungkook knew, his baby could be born in the next day or even two to three weeks later. 

The sooner was the better for him as he was desperate to see his child now. 

Taehyung stayed in bed all the time now and didn't get up unless it was for using the washroom or something like that because of the excruciating pain in his back and limbs.

Jungkook wondered how Taehyung was doing away from him as the omega usually depends on his scent and massages to fall asleep. As many more minutes passed away from Taehyung, he got more worried.

He quickly drove back home to see and be with his mate again.

He opened the door to find Jimin on a chair, intently watching TV while Irene was cleaning the house because she just doesn't like seeing things messy.

She saw Jungkook and smiled softly to greet him. "Did you get the work done?" she asks and Jungkook immediately nods, removing his shoes.

"He's fine," Irene said, deciphering that Jungkook was desperate to know about his mate. "He's sleeping right now."

Jungkook nodded gratefully and said, "Did he eat anything? Did he feel back pain again?"

"He ate only a raspberry pie. He didn't want anything else," she stated, sighing. "And yes, he cried in the evening because his back hurt but didn't let us help him because our touch was making him uncomfortable."

Jungkook's shoulders slumped down. His sensitive mate hated it when someone else touched him now, especially because he was scared of being seen as weird after his breasts and stomach became bigger.

More than anything else, it was his huge tummy that bothered him. Even though he loved their berry—their puppy—but he still disliked the huge and bothersome belly.

The weight of his stomach held him back from even moving around too much at night; Jungkook hated that it was only Taehyung who had to suffer to make both of them happy.

He quickly rushed to their room and opened the door quietly, heart melting when he finds his adorable mate on their bed, occupying most of the space with his hands and legs spread wide apart.

He was laying on Jungkook's clothes, drenched in his scent while holding the elder's pillow close to himself.

Jungkook didn't know why he was nesting as he doesn't do this unless he was going on heat. He concluded that Taehyung did this to envelop in his scent to fall asleep.

The sight had Jungkook cooing. His eyes fell on Taehyung's filled stomach, his shirt pushed upwards, exposing the huge bump.

He grabbed a small bottle which has a slightly thick, dark liquid—made up of a few things whose names Jungkook forgot—which seemed to relieve Taehyung's pain always and make him feel better.

He settled down on the bed, noticing how Taehyung stretched his limbs more, letting go of the pillow and trying to hold onto the source of his favourite forest wood smell, all the while being only half-conscious.

He opened his eyes slightly and scooted closer to Jungkook, clutching his arm and whimpering. 

Jungkook lay down beside him, giving him a few affectionate kisses and pecks, satisfying the sniffling boy who muttered tiredly that he had missed him, close to breaking out in sobs because he hated being away from Jungkook.

Jungkook wrapped one arm around his shoulder and brought him close to himself securely. His other hand massaged his back, rubbing and squeezing gently while spreading the semi-liquid medicine on his back.

He massaged his back for quite some time before lowering his hands to massage his hips and legs. 

"My mate is so adorable," Jungkook said with a smile, doing all he can to relive Taehyung's pain. "I couldn't have gotten anyone better than you, baby. I love you so much." 

Taehyung whimpered, scooting closer and burying himself in Jungkook's embrace. He doesn't say anything at all, just listened to the words Jungkook cooed into his ears.

Jungkook lowered his shirt and make him lay on his back carefully before putting his hand inside the shirt and holding the baby bump.

He leaned down and rubbed the gel on his stomach while talking to his unborn baby and feeling the tiny kicks and movements below his palms.

"Berry," he cooed, talking to the child. He kept his voice low so he doesn't keep Taehyung from sleeping, "are you doing okay there?"

He doesn't get any response for quite some time before he felt a tiny movement. "Are you tired, pup?" he asks, chuckling.

He could already tell that there would be a lot of difference between his first overexcited and happy pup with his calmer, softer second one.

His berry's kicks and movements are so tiny and rare that he wondered if it was also an omega. A shyer, quieter omega son or daughter than Hayoon.

Thinking about having two omega children made Jungkook feel like he was the happiest man out there, but if he doesn't have an omega as his second, he is still immensely lucky.

He doesn't bother his pup any further and let go of his now sleeping mate's stomach, joining Taehyung beside him on the bed.

Jungkook pushed his head to a side, letting the omega bury his face in his neck and wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled him close until the baby bump was pressed on his torso.

He fell deep asleep, not wanting to wake up until morning.

But that wish didn't come true as he was forced out of his sleep after hearing Taehyung's sobs and cries.

It wasn't something new. Taehyung usually cried at nights when he was craving to eat something or when his body ached.

But it was different this time. Jungkook felt the violent movements of his usually calm pup against his stomach.

"Taehyung?" he called, concerned and the omega cried harder. Taehyung sobbed, clutching Jungkook's shirt and screaming when he felt pain shoot up his spine.

Just then, Jungkook noticed the wetness on the sheets and clothes.

He gasped, instantly getting to his feet in panic. "Did your water break?" he asks, looking at Taehyung, inners churning.

Taehyung only screams in response. The trueblood quickly grabbed the phone, calling the hospital with shaking hands. He was close to passing out; the screams of his mate were terrifying him.

He quickly rushed to the door when he heard a knock and found Jimin standing there, his frown turning into shock when Taehyung screamed again.

"D-did—w-what is..." Jimin stuttered, shuddering in fear. He and Irene had fallen asleep here tonight. He had somehow sensed his friend's pain and and woken up from deep sleep, coming rushing to this room only to find Taehyung in such a state.

"I-It hurts!" the omega yelled, crying, clutching his stomach. "Do s-something!"

Jungkook looked around with wide eyes, wondering what the fuck he was supposed to do now.

 He had already called the doctor. What else was he supposed to do?

He grabbed the same dark red medicine and walked to Taehyung, totally out sense and ideas.

"That won't help now!" Taehyung screamed, thrashing around, wishing to kick Jungkook but too in pain to do it.

"I-I'll call the doctor," Jimin said, but Jungkook stopped him, telling him that he already did so.

Jimin jumped in his position when he heard his friend scream again. 

He followed whatever his instincts were telling him to do and strode to the bed, laying down beside Taehyung and wrapping his arms around Taehyung to calm him down.

"Shh," Jimin said to the crying boy. "it will be okay."

Taehyung had one hand pressed on his aching stomach, the other clutched on Jimin's shirt. Jungkook took this as a chance to quickly go bring hot water.

Jimin delicately massaged Taehyung, feeling so damn relieved when the boy hummed out in slight relief even when he disliked someone except his mate touching him. He was taking deep breaths to calm himself.

 But a second later, Taehyung screamed again and pushed his hands away harshly like as if it burnt.

The omega pressed his hand against his mouth, and Jimin immediately understood that he wants to throw up. 

He grabs the fruit bowl from the table, emptying it by letting the fruits fall on the floor and handing it to Taehyung. 

Taehyung threw up, feeling the burn in his chest increase. The alpha quickly picked up the apples and placed them on the table so no one trips on them.

Jungkook came back a while later, with hot water and hot packs, a few doctors along with him who came faster than expected.

"Please leave," the doctor told Jimin and Jungkook. "We'll take care of him now."

Taehyung screamed again and shook his head, making tired grabby hands at Jungkook, tears streaming down his face. The doctor sighed and nodded at Jungkook, letting him stay while Jimin immediately left.

Jimin would rather not see the painful process of his giving birth, and seeing his best friend do it...no way would he stay back to watch. He was shocked to know that Irene was still sleeping, the loud screams not affecting her even a little. 

He was glad that Hayoon wasn't home that time. Hoseok had decided to take her with him for a few days until the baby is born so she doesn't trouble Taehyung. 

It was definitely a good decision. 

If she was here, she would immediately know that her mom is in pain and would throw a huge tantrum for going to him.  

Jungkook gulped hard, flinching when Taehyung sobbed. He kneeled beside the bed, holding Taehyung's hand. 

He had a crestfallen expression which got worse when Taehyung continued to scream.

The doctors proceeded to do their work, not looking at him.

"I don't know why you want me to stay," Jungkook says with a heavy heart. "I can be of no help even if you want me to. I-I can't do anything to help you." 

He hadn't done this before. He wasn't with Hyejin when she was inside the hospital room.

Doing this made him scared and worried. Furthermore, it hurt so fucking much because he couldn't take his pain away. He couldn't even share the pain. 

He knew it hurt a lot, and he was a coward. He couldn't see Taehyung in pain.

Although it terrified him and made him want to run away until the screams aren't audible, if his mate wanted him to be with him, he'll be with him.

And he did so.

He stayed with the boy for hours, seeing him exhaust himself by following what the doctors asked him to do. 

The screams and moans made him tear up, but he continued to do the only thing he could do which was wiping Taehyung's sweat away with a cloth and shower him with praises, encouragement, and love.

After hours, he heard the doctor encourage him and announce to Taehyung that he was almost done.

That made Jungkook's heartbeat fasten.

Will Taehyung finally feel better and stop feeling pain? Will his baby be born then? Will he get to hold his pup finally?

Taehyung's red face scrunched. He held Jungkook's hand tighter, letting out broken exhales and huffing for breath. 

The trueblood's heart stopped, body froze and eyes widened when he heard a shrill cry after a few minutes.

Taehyung's hand fell limp in his hold and the younger closed his eyes, chest heaving up and down as he let out a deep breath, almost falling unconscious.

Jungkook didn't dare to look at his newborn child—still shocked and frozen—who was wailing in its shrill voice, earning a few cooes from the nurses and doctors.

"You need to do one more thing," the doctor whispered to Taehyung, keeping him from falling unconscious. "You need to scent your child."

Taehyung whimpered, extending his shaking arms and asking to hold his child. They placed the child on his chest, and only then did Jungkook see the baby, their newborn son.

His heart stopped; his mind grew hazy. It took his mind back to the time he had seen Hayoon for the first time. 

His newborn was so tiny. Its red body fitting perfectly in his mother's chest. 

He couldn't see his face well because it was hidden in Taehyung's chest, his voice coming out muffled. Jungkook noticed how his tiny hand fisted Taehyung's shirt as soon as he was placed on him.

His son only recognized his mom's scent. That is why, after being scented by Taehyung, he stopped crying and began greedily sniffing the scent in; his tensed body relaxing.

Jungkook's heart melted, ears and cheeks turning red as he felt overwhelmed.

Taehyung sighed, his exhausted state not letting him enjoy these moments of holding his son for the first time as he felt unconscious finally. The baby continued to nose his chest, opening his tiny eyes for the first time right there.

Jungkook saw it all. He saw his son open his eyes for the first time and saw him cling to his mother, seeking attention and love as it was perhaps scared or unsure of everything and everyone else around him.

It made Jungkook feel such a strong intensity of emotions that he was sure that his ability to think properly was deteriorating. 

He couldn't breathe. His hands were clenched into a tight fist. 

The doctor did her work of cutting the umbilical cord which was still keeping the baby attached to his mother.

Jungkook placed his hand on the head of his son in the gentlest way, touching him for the first time, convincing himself that this wasn't a dream. His son was right here, with him and his mate. 

"My berry," he calls, smiling genuinely when the baby only snuggled closer to Taehyung's chest, "daddy loves you."

He growled when the doctor tried to take the baby away from him. The newborn grew distressed too and began whimpering and crying, but the doctor continued to do what she has to.

Jungkook decided to remain patient. He has years to live with his son; why should he get upset if he's taken away for a few seconds?

He pecked Taehyung's face and smiled, saying, "You did it, love."

He watched the doctors with careful eyes, studying every movement of theirs as he was protective of his son. They cleaned the child gently, laughing and cooing at his cuteness when he kicked their hands away with his chubby and tiny legs, disliking their touch. 

Jungkook stood up instantly when the doctor was done wrapping his baby in a cloth. She came forward, waiting for the child's father to come and get his baby.  

She held the squirming child carefully, heart melting when she sees how the baby was glaring at her with his teary eyes while trying to get away from her.

An omega wouldn't do this. 

Jungkook extended his arm towards her, begging her to let him hold him and bring him to his embrace.

"Your son," the doctor says, carefully handing him the tiny baby to him. Jungkook took him into his arms, looking at him like he was the most precious thing that existed.

He was so scared to hold the pup. He was so small. His squirming made Jungkook wonder if he was trying to get away from him too, being too uncomfortable in his strong arms.

He lovingly placed a kiss on his head which had small amounts of black hair just like his own.

"Berry, I'm your father," he cooed at him, laughing when the pup slapped his face with his chubby fist, perhaps not liking how close he was getting to him, the discomfort evident in his eyes. 

The pup calmed down in a while, seemingly recognizing Jungkook and his voice. He snuggled in his arms, curling and letting out a tiny noise, almost falling asleep.

Jungkook's cheeks were starting to hurt because of smiling for so long.

"Is he an omega?" he asks, patting the pup's exposed tummy before covering it with the baby  blue cloth so he doesn't feel cold. He looked at him with heart eyes. "He looks so small, cute and delicate."

"No," the female doctor said, smiling while shaking her head. "All of us thought that he was an omega, but he's an alpha. It will be confirmed after we take a few tests, but we can tell you that he is an alpha for sure. "

Jungkook gasped, then scolded himself mentally for making such sudden and loud sounds that could disturb his sleeping babies.

"An alpha?" he whispers, surprised.

She nodded at him, removing her white coat. "Yes, an alpha. All alphas babies show the same behaviour after they're born. They hate the touch of anyone other than their mothers because their senses are stronger than omegas. An omega doesn't react much to a stranger holding them when they are this young."

That information made Jungkook let out a breathy chuckle, loving the warmth in his chest. 

"My protective alpha puppy," he says, grinning down at the sleeping baby. 

"I'll get going now," she said, passing him a smile. "You better transfer the money to the hospital after you're done with adoring this cutie."

With hers and the nurse's departure, he was left alone with his mate and child. He sat down and admired the newborn's features and tried to make out who he looks like.

His nose was round and tiny, eyes rather big and cute while his lips were plump, like Taehyung's. He had gotten black hair, cute ears and strong arms—which were clutching the hell out of his shirt—like Jungkook's.

A perfect combination of both of them. A tiny version of themselves.

"He looks just like Venus," Oberon said with extreme adoration. "So... pretty. So cute." 

"I know, right?" Jungkook replies. "Do you love our son?" he asks even though he knows the answer to the question. 

"I love him since I know that he is there," Oberon replied dreamily. "I will make sure that no one dares to hurt him." 

Jungkook's smile didn't falter for even a second. It was just so hard to not smile. 

Suddenly, he remembered what Taehyung had requested him to do a few days ago.

"Kookie, after you're done with seeing berry and holding him, take him to Jimin and let him hold him," was the thing Taehyung had requested him to do. "I have promised to let him be the one who will hold our baby right after you do." 

He got to his feet and walked out, knowing that Jimin was patiently waiting outside to see Taehyung and the pup.

As expected, he found Jimin and Irene there, waiting for him. Irene squealed when she saw the child which was hidden in his father's huge and protective arms. 

Jungkook instantly shushed her. She tried to hold the baby but Jungkook stopped her again.

"Why?!" Irene whisper yelled, dying to hold the cute pup.

"Jimin first," Jungkook said, urging his cousin to hold the child. Jimin's eyes grew as wide as saucers. He instantly shook his head, refusing to hold the delicate being.

"Why me?" he says in a voice that wavered in fear. "I-I can't. I'll break it."

"Taehyung promised you something when you were kids," Jungkook said, smiling. "...it was to let you hold his firstborn as soon as his mate was done with holding it."

Jimin's throat clogged shut after hearing that. Of course, he remembered, but he was shocked to know that Taehyung remembered all that.

It was years ago when the omega had given him this innocent promise. Taehyung was eleven years old back then. Jimin had read a story to the boy of a story about mates and their children, and just then, Taehyung had told him that he loved and admired his only friend so much that he wanted him to hold his son after his mate.

It was just an innocent, random promise, but Taehyung still fulfilled it. It showed how much their friendship mattered to him.

He extended his shaking arm and held the child, bringing it to his chest. He continued to hold him in an awkward and uncomfortable way.

He didn't know if it was his inexperience in holding a child or just his scent that made the child wake up and start crying, trying to push him away with his fist.

Jungkook extended his arms, trying to suppress the urge to bring the baby back to him before just giving up every other thought and taking him back, hating to hear him cry as it hurt to hear it even if it was really cute. He scented him.

Even after a lot of attempts, the baby continued to wail. He was stretching and making sucking sounds which made the trueblood realize that he was hungry.

"Jungkook?" Taehyung called in a groggy voice, waking up after hearing his child's cries. Jimin urged Jungkook to go back in and let the baby fill its stomach. 

The trueblood walked back inside after requesting Jimin to close the door behind him, knowing that Taehyung will feel weird to breastfeed in front of them.

"Taehyung," Jungkook cooed, taking their son to the boy who had his shining, curious eyes stuck on his baby, "our berry is here." He stated the obvious. 

He assisted Taehyung to sit up straight with one hand and let the younger hold their son.

Taehyung admired and played with the pup's little finger. His baby seemed the calmest he has been until now as he was in his mother's embrace again. The pup looked at him with the cute eyes of his, seemingly admiring him too.

The calmness of his crumbled down when he started feeling hungry again. Taehyung immediately understood the reason for his squirming and pouty lips.

He removed the shirt with Jungkook's help and brought the pup closer to his chest, wondering what he was supposed to do to make the pup drink.

Jungkook shook, amused at his head at his confused state. "Just bring him closer," he said, guiding the pup's face to his nipple and smiling when the baby instantly latched onto the nipple and began sucking.

Taehyung groaned, throwing his head back. "An alpha?" he asks, laughing when Jungkook nodded in surprise. Taehyung could tell that his son is an alpha just by his way of sucking with force and power, wanting to have all he can.

Taehyung hissed whenever the pup bit down on it with his gums. He loved how Jungkook was staring at them with heart eyes.

Whenever Taehyung took his hands away from the pup's head or stopped patting his head, their pup would whine or whimper.

Jungkook loved to see what he was seeing. He bent forward, pecking Taehyung's other nipple and the omega slapped his face playfully.

Jungkook smirked, poking his tongue out to lick and suck on the other nipple. He gasped when the pup hit his face with his fist for the second time that day, not liking his intrusion in his business.

"You're just born, and you're already separating me from my mate, hmm?" Jungkook asks in a fake unamused tone.

Taehyung laughed, cleaning his chest with a tissue after the boy left his nipple with a pop sound.

He lay the sleeping baby on the bed, between both of them. The parents lay on either side of the pup, trying to fall asleep as both of them were extremely tired.

Taehyung continued to wonder how Hayoon would react to this. What would his daughter feel when she realizes that they finally brought a child out of the drain? 

Well, that matter was for later. They would deal with it after Hayoon comes back. For now, he admired his sleeping pup and trueblood mate.

"You know what your name is?" he asks the sleeping baby.

They had already decided names and had said that if they had a girl, they would name it Hyerin—taking the "Hye" from their first daughter—and If it was a boy, they would name him Junho and call it Jihu as a nickname. Jihu was a name suggested by Hoseok.

"You're mine and Jungkook's Junho. Jeon Junho, and I am the one who decided this name for you. We'll call you Jihu as a nickname—your Hoseok uncle suggested this name."

He kissed Junho's face and lay down, daydreaming about how beautiful this moment is.

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This is the last chapter. Next is the epilogue which i will update after a few days. :")