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𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓽𝔂 𝓔𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽

Aubrey clutched the side of the bathtub with her other arm holding on to the shower curtain as a pain had suddenly ripped through her body. Yoongi rubbed her back from behind as she gradually grunted away the agony. As the pain dulled, it still lingered slightly as she reached for the taps, forcing them to cease running, the water now almost overflowing.

Yoongi continued to softly soothe her, saying nothing, he could only take his cues from her, Aubrey rubbed at her pregnant belly, urging the ache to disappear. She felt the warmth from Yoongi's arms and it reminded her of the day she miscarried, how much of a soothing presence he was when they had just met.

The pain subsided momentarily, Aubrey took the opportunity to strip her body of her shirt, struggling a little with her balance, Yoongi held her steady as she sank into the bath. It wasn't as hot as she would usually have it but it was relieving the pressure from her pelvic area.

Yoongi pulled a hair tie out of his pocket that he kept to tie up his hair while sleeping, it would usually fall out while he snuggled into Aubrey's neck but he would occasionally pull out the bed to find them all hiding behind it.

Tying back Aubrey's hair she was grateful regardless of the lumps and bumps that he had left. She didn't care how she looked right now, as another pain hit, like a lightning bolt straight through her and even though she knew it was a ridiculous notion, she felt it was never going to end.

Yoongi began to rub her shoulders trying to be of some use, he didn't know what else to do but when Aubrey puffed out a quiet sensual moan, he knew he was doing a good job with helping her relax.

Aubrey was now getting cold, the water around her now luke-warm and uncomfortable, like telepathy all Aubrey had to do was shift and Yoongi was up with a towel over his shoulder and her holding on to his arms for support.

Now back in their bedroom Aubrey didn't want to bother with the ultimate circus of trying to put on underwear, she was exhausted as she sat on the end of the bed as Yoongi brushed off the droplets on her exposed skin, then wrapping her up in his own dressing gown. It smelled like him and it brought Aubrey great comfort, the smell of Strawberries, her love, her soulmate, their bond.

Yoongi sat behind her as she sat back into him, both of their hands caressing her belly as it would probably be the last chance they got before their precious baby would be born,

"You're doing really great," Yoongi whispered as Aubrey's eyes began to get heavier with every contracted pain, it was wearing her out but she knew she couldn't push just yet.

On and off, her stomach contracted and pulled for mere hours which seemed like days to Aubrey, gone was the fluffy robe as she was sweating, panting and full on, fucking fed up.

"Baby, it hurts, it hurts so bad" She huffed, breathing in and out, in and out.

Yoongi ran into the bathroom to look in the medical cabinet to see if there was anything that could help his severely fragile mate.

"I got some paracetamol?"

"Fuck your paracetamol, I need drugs, it hurts" Aubrey wailed.

Nothing prepared Yoongi for this, watching his bonded mate in horrific pain that she couldn't escape from and all he could do was watch as her body tried to reject the feeling as she wriggled while holding onto Yoongi.

After hours of nothing but agony, her wails turned into screams, and all Jimin and Jungkook could do was listen to the horrific sounds that were coming from upstairs. They looked at each other, anxious in their posture as they couldn't sit still, worried that something could go wrong as Yoongi's mother wasn't present to deliver the cub.

"She'll be okay, she'll be okay" whispered Jimin to himself as his body rocked on the balls of his feet with his face screwed up and his eyes tightly shut.

"You think we should call someone?" Jungkook asks, rubbing his hands over his face in distress.

"Like who, Jungkook? We don't know anybody" Jungkook just nodded realising they were in an unknown area, while Yoongi's parents were MIA and Hoseok was with Summer. They knew if they tried to leave town, Namjoons goons would be at every turn.

"Jimin! Jungkook! I need warm water and extra towels! rip up some sheets if you have too! It's time" Yoongi yelled down the stairs.

Yoongi had tucked Aubrey under a sheet to cover her exposed skin, propping it on her knees at the bottom so he could evaluate her dilation, he was too scared to check as he didn't want to hurt her.

Aubrey squeezed out a grunt from the pit of her stomach that lurched through her throat, her face turned red as she tried to hold her breath.

"Breathe baby it's ok I'm here with you, it's almost over I promise"

Aubrey's deep breath triggered her body in an urge to push, she clamoured down the bed further as the pain was too much to handle but not settling regardless of how much she willed it too.

"Push when it feels natural, trust your instincts" Yoongi almost cooed trying not to set her into panic, but he was met with a scowl, she didn't need babying right now. She needed pain relief and god.

Aubrey tucked her chin down towards her chest and gave it her all, but no matter how much she had pushed in the last forty minutes, there was no sign of the baby, Aubrey was exhausted and almost out of will, she wasn't pushing hard enough for the baby to breach the birthing canal.

"Baby I hate to do this to you but maybe you should get on your hands and knees?" The effort to move was non-existent, Yoongi held her hand and waist guiding her around to face the sheets below her.

Pending another contraction Aubrey panted and tried to gather her thoughts and reminded herself of the outcome, she would have her baby in her arms, all she had to do was push.

Aubrey's suffering and struggle was almost over, she felt the burn between her legs as she pushed with all her strength and resolve. Relief flooded through her system as a weight had been lifted and her baby began to cry.

Aubrey collapsed onto her elbows as Yoongi pulled their baby from her, she told Yoongi that he had to gently pull out the placenta, now weak and bruised she winced as she rolled to see her baby's face, and he was beautiful.

Tufts of jet black hair laced his tiny head as Yoongi wrapped his son in a towel, the fragrance of strawberry and cinnamon mixed with blood, fresh from his skin as Yoongi handed the baby to her with tears in his icy eyes.

Kissing her on the lips with fondness then pecking her temple in complete bliss, he muttered that their son was perfect and that she was perfect in her ear.

"You did so good, baby." He whispered, gazing down at his perfect family.