Jungkook took his head in his hands as he sat down on a bench in the hospital. He started shaking his legs as he looked at the operation room that the doctors had taken Taehyung in. He looked to the other side, where they had taken his son.
He took a deep breath, and blinked as his red, sore eyes started stinging again.

"Here,"

He looked up when he saw a tea cup in front of his gaze, and saw Taehyung's doctor standing there with a smile.

"Thanks," Jungkook mumbled, and accepted the tea.

Smiling softly, the doctor sat down beside Jungkook. "Your son will be fine," He said after a while. "Since he's premature, we need to keep him here for a while. He may have infections though… Can you tell me what happened?"

Jungkook took a shaky breath, and then started telling what happened.

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"Oh, no, we're not leaving each other here," Jungkook said, and left his son gently on the ground.

He grabbed Taehyung's discarded obi, and tied it around Taehyung's stomach tightly. Leaning over, he put his ear over Taehyung's heart, and heard the deep but steady beating of it. Taking a shaky breath, Jungkook pushed Taehyung's hair out of his face with a bloody hand, and kissed his sweaty forehead.
Quickly, Jungkook took his own obi and taking his son in his arms, he wrapped the infant with it, and tied him to his chest tightly.

He kissed his son's teary face to soothe him. "Don't worry, your mother will be fine…"

Leaning over, Jungkook took Taehyung into a sitting position, and then turning around, he took Taehyung onto his back.

They still had a day's walk, but Jungkook had to make it shorten, he didn't care how. Focusing his energy on his legs, Jungkook started running faster than he had ever done. He never stopped, he never loosened his grip on Taehyung. His son's cries, and Taehyung's soft breaths against his neck giving him the strength he needed.

He arrived at the hospital before the dawn.

"Somebody!" He shouted, shifting Taehyung to hold him tighter.
Immediately, a few nurses and a doctor run to his side, pushing a stretcher along.

"Take him first," Jungkook said, and turned around, letting the nurses lie Taehyung down on the stretcher.

"My son," Jungkook untied the obi around his chest. "He's born a few hours ago. Please take care of them," Jungkook said in a pleading voice.

"Worry not," The doctor nodded, he took Taehyung to the emergency room, while the nurses took the baby to the newborn section.
Jungkook stood in the middle of the brightly lid corridor for a while, and then walked to the emergency room, only to see Taehyung getting carried to the operation room.
He put a hand over his strangely beating heart, and slumped on a bench that stood against a wall.

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The doctor patted Jungkook's shoulder. "You are a fine man... Don't worry, your family will be fine."

"Thanks, doctor," Jungkook said softly. He couldn't wait to take his family, and leave here with them by his side.

The doctor smiled softly. "Wanna see your son while you wait?"

Jungkook looked up immediately. "Can I?"

"Of course," The doctor smiled, and stood up, Jungkook following after him immediately.

They walked for a while and entered the newborn yard. Jungkook looked around as he heard crying voices of infants from different places. They entered another section, and the doctor stood in front of a glass covered wall. Jungkook stood beside him, and gazed inside, his heart skipping a beat.

His newborn son was inside, sleeping in a small, glass box kind of thing. He had wires going to his small nose, and there were lots of others stuck to his quickly rising-falling chest. Jungkook could see a white line on his tiny wrist, he could read a word on it, Jeon.

"He's fine there?" Jungkook asked worriedly.

"Yes," The doctor smiled. "He'll have to stay there at least for another month."

"Okay, okay," Jungkook nodded.

The doctor smiled at the young father. "I need to go now, my shift is about to start."

"Thank you for everything," Jungkook bowed to the man, and didn't rise till the doctor was out of the room.

Only then, Jungkook stood up, and started watching his baby.

He was so small. Smaller than other babies, Jungkook guessed. With all of those foreign things around him, he looked even smaller, and all Jungkook wanted was to take him in his arms, and take him out of here, to bring him to the one who nearly gave his life up for him.
Sighing, Jungkook put his hand over the glass, and then his forehead connected with the clear barrier with a harsh thud. This was Jungkook's fault. What kind of a man would leave their pregnant mate alone? And now, because of his stupidity, his most important people were in pain…

Jungkook's eyes stopped on the name tag of his son again. He didn't have a name yet. Every time they tried to choose one, they ended up arguing as usual. But it was all the Taehyung fault. He came up with the strangest names. He first wanted ramen, but of course Jungkook refused. And then Jajjangmyeon, and then Jjampong… Jungkook smiled bitterly. After the operation, and Taehyung woke up, Jungkook would let him name their son at his heart's content. He was the mother, he had the right to do so.

Taking a deep breath, Jungkook glanced at his son once more, and then left quickly, starting to wait at the entrance of the operation room again.

He didn't know how long he waited. He counted every tile of the floor, and every mistake on the walls. But, finally, a doctor and a few nurses left the room.

"How is he?" Jungkook jumped to his feet.

The doctor took a breath. "When he was brought here, he had lost a great amount of blood. I can tell you that this is the only problem he have. We cleaned his stomach from the birth effects, and took the necessary actions. He's been given blood, and will be taken to the intense care now. After he wakes up, we'll have tests to see if he's been infected or not. So, I can say he's going to be alright."

Jungkook took a deep breath, filling his lungs happily. "Thank you so much, doctor."

"Of course," The doctor smiled, and then added quickly.

"I was wondering… It's first time I see a pregnant male. Can I make a few examinations on him?"

Jungkook's eyes hardened immediately. "My spouse is not a lab rat. I refuse any treatment if it's not for his health," Jungkook said and stepped aside, "Thank you again."

Nodding, the doctor left.
For the next few days, Jungkook spent his time standing in front of glass walls. Sometimes watching his son, but mostly waiting for Taehyung to wake up.

When Taehyung opened his eyes finally, Jungkook thought it had been ages since he last saw those breathtaking obs.

Without having a second thought, Jungkook nearly threw himself over Taehyung and buried his hand in his sunshine hair, and started kissing wherever he could.

"You turned back to me," He whispered, as his hands caressed Taehyung's sides.

"Thank you, thank you… Never leave me alone, never think that I could go on without you. Not anymore… There is no Jungkook without Taehyung…"

Jungkook smiled, as he felt arms wrapping around him weakly, and then he heard a soft whisper,

"There is no Taehyung without Jungkook…"

Taehyung smiled softly at his husband as Jungkook sat down beside him. He looked around and realized that he was in a usual, boring hospital room. The only color in his room seemed to be the daisies on the drawer beside his bed.

"Thank you," Taehyung said happily, his voice raspy.

Taehyung loved daisies, and Jungkook also liked them, because they reminded Jungkook of his Taehyung.

"Of course," Jungkook said softly.
Taehyung smiled again, but it disappeared immediately, as his eyes fell on his mostly flat stomach.

Taehyung took a sharp breath as his hands touched his stomach frantically. "M-My baby, where is my baby?"

"Shh," Jungkook leaned over and took Taehyung's face in his hands. "Calm down, love. He's fine, he's at the newborn section. They're keeping him under control."

Taehyung took a moment to understand what Jungkook was saying and then nodded quickly. "I-I want to see him."

"Taehyung, I'm not sure if-"

"Jungkook, please," Taehyung interrupted with his pleading voice. "Please, I need to see him."

Jungkook took a deep breath, as he examined Taehyung's condition. He looked really pale, and tired. He had a wire sticking out of his arm and it was giving Taehyung a clear liquid. Jungkook lifted the sheets that was covering Taehyung and looked at his body. He looked really frail in this state. Still, Jungkook needed to grant his wish.

Jungkook stood up, and scooped Taehyung up in bridal style. "I'll take you to him, okay?"

Taehyung nodded with teary eyes, and gave Jungkook a small kiss.
Jungkook didn't waste any time to leave the room, and take Taehyung to where their son was being kept.
Taehyung looked at Jungkook, and when he got a nod from his husband, he looked into the glass wall. He gasped as he saw his tiny son in there. The little body naked except a diaper, wires everywhere, a pair helping him to breathe steadily.
Taehyung bit his lower lip, as tears started leaving his eyes. He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out, so he turned back, and wrapped his arms around Jungkook's neck, and buried his face in there.

Jungkook rubbed Taehyung's back, as the brown hair shook with silent sobs. "He'll be fine," Jungkook murmured as he took Taehyung to his room. "Everything will be fine."

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Nothing goes right, Jungkook thought as he looked at Taehyung's back. He was lying on the hospital bed, but Jungkook knew that he wasn't sleeping. They both hadn't been able to sleep for the last week.
After Taehyung woke up, and saw their son, he had become unusually quiet. He rarely talked, didn't want to eat anything, and worst of all he refused to see their son again. Jungkook had tried to talk him about it, but Taehyung hadn't even opened his mouth to give a response. At nights, Jungkook heard Taehyung crying silently, but he could do nothing but hold Taehyung close as he shed his precious tears for an unknown reason.

"What is this?"

Jungkook snapped out of his thoughts as he heard Taehyung's soft voice, and then saw Taehyung sitting up.

"What's wrong, love?" Jungkook asked worriedly, as Taehyung slid his hospital gown down.

They both looked at Taehyung's nipples as a pale, yellowish liquid dripped from them.

Taehyung whimpered. "Hurts…"

"I'll go get a doctor," Jungkook said, went looking for Taehyung's doctor.
It wasn't long before Jungkook turned with the doctor, and they learned that Taehyung was lactating.

"H-How is this even possible?" Taehyung asked, as his arms wrapped themselves around his chest, trying to hide himself.

"A sudden increase in the hormones cause you to lactate," The doctor explained calmly. "It's normal that they hurt. Since you can't feed your baby, they will hurt more than usual. But once you start, it'll help you to get rid of the excess milk, and it will help you to build a special bond between your baby and you," The doctor ended his words with a smile.

"Thank you, doctor," Jungkook accompanied the doctor to the door and then returned to Taehyung's side, who seemed to be shocked with the news.

"I'm not a woman," Taehyung said after a while.

"No, no you're not," Jungkook said softly.

"This- I…" Taehyung took a deep breath and then lied down, and pulled the covers over his head.

"Leave me alone for a while please?"

Jungkook was reluctant, but in the end he did as his lover wanted, telling him that he was waiting at the door if he needed anything.
Jungkook sighed, as he leaned his head over the wall outside of Taehyung's room. This time, he even couldn't hug Taehyung as he cried.

With a sudden decision, Jungkook walked to the doctor's room quickly.
"Can we talk?" He said. "It's about Taehyung."

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"Welcome home," Jungkook said softly, as he pushed the door to their home. With an arm, he was holding his son, while the other was around Taehyung, holding his limp body against his tightly.

He led them to the bedroom quickly, and helped Taehyung to lie down.

"Is it alright if I put him here?" Jungkook asked softly, and Taehyung nodded slowly.
Smiling at Taehyung, Jungkook lied the sleeping baby down beside Taehyung on the bed.

"I'll prepare something for you to eat, okay?" Jungkook kissed Taehyung's temple and left for the kitchen.

Sighing, Jungkook looked for something to cook for Taehyung.
It had been almost two months after the birth, and they were finally back to their home. The baby was released from the hospital, he was back to the health condition he was supposed to be. But, even after they left the hospital, nothing had changed. Taehyung still refused any contact with their son, and he didn't touch the baby if it wasn't absolutely necessary.

Jungkook put the bowl of instant soup he prepared on a tray, and carried it to the bedroom. He stopped at the door and watched inside silently with wide eyes.
Taehyung was holding their son as he slept and whispering to him something Jungkook couldn't hear. Taehyung kissed the infant's temple, and then touched his small hands and feet, counting the fingers. He was relieved when he saw all of them in place. He, then, touched every part of the tiny body carefully, not to wake the slumbering baby up. Taking a shaky breath, he kissed his forehead gently, and then scooted away from the baby, closing his eyes.

Jungkook was both surprised, and pleased with what he saw. Though, when he stepped into the room, he didn't show any emotion.

"Come here, my big baby," He murmured and took Taehyung in his arms. "I promise, everything will be fine," He sang softly, a distant melody that was sang to them by Kihyun years ago. "Just you and me…"

Taehyung didn't try to hide his tears.

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Jungkook awakened in the middle of the night. He looked to the other side of the bed, and wasn't surprised of Taehyung's absence.
He left the bed calmly, and walked to the room beside theirs silently. He found Taehyung where he knew he would be. Beside a crib that their son slept, watching him with a soft expression on his face.

Jungkook knew Taehyung needed time to recover, and get used to the things, but their son needed him. The infant slept all the time, never cried or made a noise. He whimpered sometimes, and Jungkook fed him with the milk he bought from somewhere. He knew that it wasn't enough for the baby, he couldn't get the nutrients only a mother's milk could give him. But, Jungkook wouldn't push Taehyung to do something he didn't want.
Still, he needed to do something. And, he decided to take action in the morning.

For now, he returned to bed, not letting Taehyung realize his presence.

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Taehyung opened his eyes slowly. Morning sun made him blink several times, and he sat up on the bed. There was no trace of Jungkook. Taehyung quickly went to the bathroom, and then entered his son's room, wanting to see his baby.

His heart started beating fearfully as he couldn't find him in the crib.

"Jungkook!" Taehyung started running down the hall, and then stopped as he saw his husband standing in the middle of living room with a smile. "Jungkook?"

"Oh, Taehyung," Jungkook turned to Taehyung. "Something wrong?"

"The b-baby," Taehyung stuttered. "Where is he?"

"He's here," Jungkook said, and beckoned Taehyung with a hand.
Blinking, Taehyung walked into the room, and stopped breathing with the sight that greeted him.

There was a woman in there. She had long brown hair, beautiful blue eyes, and creamy pale skin. She was holding Taehyung's baby in her arms, while she talked to him sweetly.

"W-What's happening?" Taehyung asked as he eyed the woman.

"I wanted to save you from the pressure you feel," Jungkook explained calmly.

"So, I found Jungyeon-ssi. She'll be taking care of our son from now on. I'll send the baby with her, so he can get used to his new mother quickly."

"W-What?" Tears filled Taehyung's eyes, and then he hissed dangerously. "Nobody takes my son away."

"B-But-" The woman opened her mouth but Taehyung was quicker.

"Shut up!" He shouted, tears leaving his eyes. "Give my son back!"

Startled, the woman stepped away from Taehyung, as the baby in her arms started crying loudly.

"M-My baby," Taehyung sniffled and turned to Jungkook. "Jungkook, tell her to give him back. See, he wants me too…"

Jungkook looked at Taehyung's teary face carefully, and then called out to the woman, "Jungyeon-ssi, please give the baby to his mother."

The woman hesitated for a moment, and then approached to Taehyung. Taehyung was quick to take the baby back, and he left the room immediately, not looking back.

Jungkook sighed softly. "Thank you, and I'm sorry."

He led the woman out, and then walked to the bedroom, where he found Taehyung sitting on the bed with his back to the door.

Jungkook sat down behind Taehyung, and smiled at the sight. Taehyung was holding the baby tightly with an arm, and the other was holding his tiny hand, while the infant sucked on his nipple loudly.
Jungkook parted his legs, and guided Taehyung to lean his back over Jungkook's chest.

"I-I was so afraid of touching him," Taehyung said softly after a while. "He had to come early, he had to stay in the hospital for weeks. I f-felt like it's my fault, like I couldn't protect him, and I didn't deserve him… W-What's wrong with me?"

Jungkook sighed softly. "It's nothing. Just an after birth depression. You'll feel better soon…"

"It's so stupid," Taehyung mumbled and kissed his son's pale, tiny fingers. "D-Do you think he'll forgive me?"

"Of course he will," Jungkook said, caressing Taehyung's hair.

"Taehyung, you're barely twenty years old, yet you're a parent. It's such a big responsibility, and on top of that you had to bear a child as a man. So, I understand, and respect you…"

"T-Thank you," Taehyung said softy.

"See," Jungkook caressed his son's dark haired head softly. "The baby knows that you're his mother. He recognizes your scent and your voice."

"Yeonjun," Taehyung whispered.
"Huh?" Jungkook looked at Taehyung.

"I-I name him Yeonjun, so that he'll grow up to be an excellent warrior like his father," Taehyung said.

Jungkook smiled softly. "That's the perfect name for our son. I hope he'll grow up to be a fine man like his mother…"

Taehyung smiled softly, making Jungkook's heart beat quicker. It had been too long since he had last seen that lovely smile. He kissed Taehyung quickly, and sighed softly as Taehyung kissed him back.
They broke the kiss as they heard a popping sound, and looked down. Their son was looking at them with intelligent, dark blue eyes.

"Hey, little man," Jungkook smiled at his son.

"He smiles when I do this," Taehyung said, and then touched Yeonjun's milky lower lip with a finger. Immediately, a smile grew on the baby's face.

Jungkook chuckled softly. "He looks nice."

"Of course he does," Taehyung smiled again. "He's my baby after all…"

Jungkook smirked. "You started talking like a Taetae again."

"Bastard!" Taehyung exclaimed, but couldn't stop his smile.

"He fell asleep," Jungkook commented.

Taehyung looked down and saw the baby sleeping soundly. He smiled, and let Jungkook carry him to his crib.

"Now," Jungkook returned quickly with a disturbing smirk on his face.

"I'm kind of thirsty, I was wondering if you could give me some milk."

Taehyung blushed crimson, and his arms covered his nipples quickly.

"P-Pervert!"

"I get the half of the milk," Jungkook said as he advanced on Taehyung. "It's a deal."

"L-Let go, you pervert!" Taehyung cried.

Jungkook didn't listen, and didn't stop till he drew the most wanton moans out of his husband.

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Be quiet there's a baby in the house 😛