twenty.

                                    

                                          


                          
twenty.
jisung.
                          
It only took a couple days for Yeji to go into labor. Minho wanted to stay home because he didn't feel good, so I rushed to the hospital, not grabbing a to go bag because I thought we didn't need one. I only had one for Minho.
                          
I kiss Minho who was holding a garbage on the couch and smiled, making sure to give him many kisses and that I would be back later. I didn't plan on spending the night at the hospital unless needed. Plus it was five in the morning anyways.
                          
"I love you my baby boy, call me if anything goes wrong."
                          
"I love you too." he smiles and kisses my cheek.
                          
But sense I knew he hasn't thrown up I kissed his lips for another time, and he kisses back.
                          
I head to the hospital, and walk into the room.
                          
"Where's your to go bag?!" my father yells.
                          
"I only have one for Minho, I thought Yeji would have her own." I admit.
                          
Mr and Mrs Hwang smiled. "That makes sense, and we got Yeji a to-go bag." they hold up a bag. I smile and nod at them. "But how is Minho?"
                          
"Um, very pregnant, very tired, very sick." I sigh, "but the baby and him are good, one month." I smile.
                          


                          
It was around six when Yeji finally gave birth. I was happy, but the baby didn't look like me.
                          
I smile anyways and hold him, but I didn't sign the birth certificate till we knew for sure. Which was going to be a while.
                          
I was sitting down, smiling at the newborn when Minho called.
                          
"Yes baby?" I ask.
                          
"Um, I don't feel good, um, I think something's wrong, and I think I might be in labor..." he whispers, I could hear his tears.
                          
"Where are you?" I ask.
                          
"Home in bed..."
                          
"Can you stand up?"
                          
"No..."
                          
"Where's Chan, Jeongin or Seungmin?"
                          
"Chan work. Jeongin, Hyunjin. Seungmin, won't pick up." he starts to all of a sudden cry really loudly then calm down.
                          
"Fuck fuck!" I hand Yeji the baby. "I gotta go pick up Minho. I think he's in labor..." I run off, down the hall and to the car before getting in the car and heading home, which took me fifteen agonizing minutes. For Minho it was probably worse. The worst part is that Minho wanted to go to the other hospital that was thirty minutes away.
                          
I walk into the apartment, hearing the crying from Minho.
                          
I walk into the room, and see him crying, Sunoo comforting him.
                          
"I'm here, let me pick you up." I say.
                          
He nods and I pick him up.
                          
"Sunoo grab your backpack and your Moms blue bag in the closet." I demand.
                          
He grabs the to go bag and his backpack and we walk out of the apartment and to the car.
                          
Sunoo buckles in and I set Minho in carefully before I get in and drive away to the hospital of Minho's choice.
                          
He was quietly crying. Why didn't he just cry? Why put up the act of not being in pain.
                          
Once we enter the hospital, the reserved room wasn't in use so we were able to get the sweet of the hospital.
                          
He was on the hospital bed while nurses tended to him, checking the baby. I waited in the room as one nurse came up to me. "He's in labor, but it's early. You guys might loose the baby..." she informs me.
                          
My heart beats faster. This can't be happening.