"Yoongi, dab the wet cloth gently onto his wound and get Jaehyung to seal the wound with stitches!" Jisoo looked at Chaeyoung, who was softly murmuring to Jimin and feeding the moaning werewolf some cool water. "Alright, Chae...the first pup will be here soon. He's beginning to have stronger convulsions..."

Jimin moaned loudly and shook, pawing at Chaeyoung's thigh and his lower muscles clenched hard. Jisoo's eyes widened and she placed one hand gently on his abdomen, and the other on his tail. "Push, Jimin. Push now!"

Jimin whined again, straining, and after a couple of tense minutes, a small pup was lying still on the floor, wet and cold.

Jisoo's breath hitched.

The first pup was dead.

Jimin didn't notice, he just let out a sigh of relief and closed his eyes, but a second wave of convulsions took over him and he began whimpering again, begging to see his first pup. Jisoo told Chaeyoung to distract him, and sure enough, Jimin pushed out the second pup moments later.

The pup looked healthy and strong and let out a small wail, his closed eyes and strong paws kicking out in confusion. Jisoo took a warm cloth and tucked him around it to keep him warm, guiding him towards Jimin's nips, but she made sure he wouldn't start drinking yet.

"Two more, Jimin," Chaeyoung murmured softly, running a hand through his pelt gently, and the werewolf whimpered.

Hours later, Jimin is in bed with only two pups suckling from his nips, and Jimin had tears in his green eyes.

The first pup was born stillborn. The last one died moments after his first breath.

Jimin sniffled, ears tucked against his head in shame. He couldn't do it. The pack expected him to bring four healthy offspring but he could only provide two. And Taehyung? What would Taehyung say?

The omega werewolf sniffled, stifling his cries into his pup's fur. Taehyung was besides him, in human form, out cold. His wounds were tended to and healing quickly, but he'd be asleep for a day or two.

Jisoo took the two dead pups and buried them besides a bramble bush, heaving a sigh. She rolled olive branches over the graves and nudged a crystal pink rock right in the middle before padding away to where Jimin was now in his human form, his two pups, who would be in wolf form until tomorrow, sound asleep and curling into their father's chest.

"Jimin, cheer up." Jisoo murmured, sitting besides the male who looked devastated, eyes hollow with emotion, cheeks sunken and pale. "You have two healthy pups."

Jimin looked up at her. "I should have four." He croaked and began tearing up again. "T-there should b-be four of m-my pups, here, p-playing with their siblings and being happy."

Jisoo nuzzled his cheek and wrapped both arms around Jimin's waist, pulling him into a hug. "Dear, don't be sad...you couldn't help it..."

Jimin just buried his face into Jisoo's neck, and burst into heavier sobs.

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Namjoon woke up expecting sunlight, but he was met with the fire in their den still going strong. Outside, it was still night, and yet Seokjin wasn't besides him anymore.

"Seokie?" Namjoon hitched, getting up to his feet and looking around in panic. "S-Seokjin? Where'd you go?"

"I'm right here, baby."

Namjoon yipped and turned around, breathing a sigh of relief when he saw Seokjin lift a hand up from behind a wall of ivy, the sloshing of water heard and Namjoon realized the werewolf was just taking a bath.

"Y-you scared me," Namjoon twiddled with his fingers, gnawing his lip. "T-thought you had left..."

Seokjin laughed and swept the ivy to the side, exposing his wet hair and face with a smirk. "I wouldn't go anywhere without you there, love. Now come in here; join me."

Namjoon flushed. "H-huh?"

"Join me." He patted his lap and water splashed over the sides of the smooth stone tub. "You're naked, anyways. Might as well wash off, hm? The water's nice and warm, too."

Namjoon flushed, nodding shyly and slowly putting his feet in before he was yanked in by an impatient Seokjin who smirked at the shaken look on his face.

"Don't be shy," Seokjin smirked, "I've seen it all, anyways."

Namjoon bit his lip and shifted so that he was now atop of Seokjin's legs, basking in the hot water and closing his eyes. "It's still nighttime," Namjoon murmured, "what're you awake for?"

"Muscles ached." Seokjin responded. "Besides, we're going to have to go back to school tomorrow. They called me yesterday to inform me that I've got a couple of days left for break." He yawned and pulled Namjoon closer to him, sighing. "Relax, baby...m'not gonna do anything. How's that mark healing up?"

Namjoon snuffled, shaking his head of the water and leaning back. "Healing well...mm, aren't we gonna do....a mating ritual...?"

Seokjin chuckled. "Impatient?"

"N-no!" He quickly responded, sitting up and reaching for the shampoo that Seokjin had a tiny bottle of, squirting a tiny bit onto his palm and busily scrubbing it into his soft purple hair. "Course not..jus' wondering when we'll actually do it, y'know?"

Seokjin pinched his cheek and chuckled.

"Whenever you're ready, darling."

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