~Thirty Eight~

                                    

                                          
"Get him here, NOW!!!" She screams as another wave of pain runs through her body. "He's coming Y/n. As fast as he can get here, I swear." Hobi looks terrified as Y/n groans and grips the rails of the bed. "Jesus fuck! Don't have that baby yet!" She glares at her brother who looks like he could pass out at any moment. "I'm gonna KILL HIM!!! And Jungkook too!!" Jungkook and Jimin were in Ilsan picking up the new furniture for Aeri's bedroom at their new house. It was almost finished and ready for them to move in. Jimin rushed construction, paying extra against Y/n's wishes, to have it ready by the time the baby came. Y/n said it was a waste of money to rush it but he was set on it so she gave up. "I swear to God, if I have this baby without him......GOD IT HURTS!......I'm divorcing him!" Hobi is pacing while Joon and Sorin are trying to stifle laughs. They know she is just acting out because of the pain. The nurses offered her pain meds but she refused, she had Aeri without them but doesn't remember her hurting this bad. Hobi's phone rings as another contraction starts. "Jimin! Man you better hurry up! She's fucking scaring me." Hobi is pleading with Jimin on the phone as Y/n starts screaming in pain again. "PARK FUCKING JIMIN, I WANT A DIVORCE!!!!" She screams. "Dude, I think she's serious." Namjoon rips the phone from Hobi's hand and talks to Jimin. "Where are you man?" "I'm probably twenty minutes away. Kook is driving so fast I'm half scared he's going to get pulled over." Jimin is frantic as Jungkook is driving as fast as he can to the hospital. "The doctor checked her about fifteen minutes ago and she's dilated 7-8. You better hope she holds out because this is her second kid so she is progressing faster." Jimin runs his hand through his hair. "You're not helping Joon. I'm coming." Jimin hears her scream again and his heart is racing worse. "Fuck it Kook, go faster. If a cop gets us ignore them until we pull into the hospital. I'll pay your bail." Jungkook laughs. "Dude, I'm literally going as fast as I can." Jimin glares at him. "It's not fucking funny man! She's going to kill me! Divorce me!!" Namjoon and Jungkook laugh again and Namjoon says, "just hurry man. I'm hanging up because she's glaring at me and Hobi's not lying, she's scary as fuck right now." 
Fifteen minutes later Jimin and Jungkook pull into the emergency entrance. "Just go, I'll park and be up." Jimin nods and jumps out. He runs to the stairs and starts taking them, two at a time, until he reaches the third floor. Labor and delivery. He runs down the hall and sees his dad and Y/n's dad sitting with Aeri who is half crying. "Jimin, Eomma is hurt. I'm scared."
Jimin stops and kneels down to hug his step daughter. "Princess, Eomma is just in pain because it hurts to have baby brother. She's ok and in a little bit your brother will be here. You stay out here and I'll come get you when he's here." He kisses her head as she nods and wipes the tears from her eyes. He turns and runs into the room to find his wife panting and his mom and her mom on both sides of the bed, one fanning her and the other with a cool rag on her neck. He runs to the bed. "I'm here baby. I'm so sorry I took so long. But I'm here." Y/n's anger melts away when she sees her husband. She reaches her hand for him and both moms smile and back away to give them their moment together. He reaches her and kisses her head. "It hurts" she whimpers and he nods. "I know baby. You're so strong. I'm so proud of you. And I'm right here. I love you." Another contraction comes and she grips his hand hard and he fights back the urge to cry out and wince. "Just breathe baby. I'm here. You're doing great." She starts to yell and moan from the pain but the others are surprised at how much she's calmed since Jimin walked in. The doctor comes in to check her. He looks at her and smiles. "You're 10 Y/n, it's time." She nods and whimpers as she looks at Jimin. He smiles reassuringly and says, "you can do this baby. I'm right here." 
The nurses set everything up and sends everyone out except Jimin. "Ok Y/n, when you feel a contraction I want you to bear down and push." She nods and a few moments later she feels a contraction. She starts to push and Jimin is counting to 10 for her and holding her hand. Once the round is over she lays her head back and cries. "I can't do it. It hurts." He smiles as he says, "You can do this baby. You're so strong. I'm so proud of you." He kisses her head. "I love you Y/n" he says and she says she loves him back as another contraction starts. She pushes as Jimin counts. "The head is crowning. A couple more good pushes Y/n and your baby will be here" the doctor states. Jimin starts to well up and looks adoringly at his wife. "He's almost here baby." She nods as she feels another contraction. "Push hard Y/n and we can get his head out" the doctor coaxes. She pushes through the contraction and the doctor says, "head is out. One more push and your baby is here." Jimin is crying now as Y/n is panting. He kisses her and says, "one more baby. God you're amazing." She smiles and then winces as another contraction hits her. She pushes with all she has until she feels the baby out. "He's here!" The doctor cries and the couple hear the first sounds of their son. His cries make both of them cry and Jimin looks at his son and then his wife and he's overtaken with emotion. "Oh my god baby! You did it!" He smiles and kisses his wife as he cries. The doctor sucks the baby's mouth and nose and immediately lays their son on Y/n's chest. "Skin to skin with mom is best for baby's bonding when they're fist born. And it helps stimulate her milk." Y/n and Jimin look down at their son laying on her chest and are in awe at how he stops crying when hears his mothers heartbeat. Jimin touches his head and leans down to kiss him. He looks at Y/n and kisses her hard. "Thank you Y/n. I love you so much." She smiles through her tears. "I love you too" she says and they both look back at their son. "He's perfect" Jimin whispers.