ESCORT || JIKOOK ✅

19

Jungkook pov

Time slips away from us so quickly sometimes.

My breath comes in panicked gasps as all the muscles in my body tighten.

I feel like I'm going to pop. I don't know if I'm fighting to hold back or get it over with as quickly as possible.

The wheelchair flies through the hospital with Jimin. I hear him talking to me, but I can't focus on his words.

All of my senses are turned inward.

Every single part of me is focused fully on the baby inside of me.

My hands press against the walls of my massive pregnant stomach and my cheeks flush red with effort.

Another contraction rolls through my body and I feel like I'm about to pass out.

I'm only vaguely aware of being wheeled into a hospital room. Jimin and some nurses help me into a bed.

Then Hyun, Jimin's Grandom, is by my side. He's holding my hand and talking to me gently.

I find myself focusing on his words and trying to pay attention to what he's telling me.

It's mostly just soothing nonsense, but it makes me feel better.

Hyun has been here before, he's gone through this. I can trust him.

Jimin holds my other hand and I feel a lot calmer.

The pain is still mind numbing, but I know that I can handle it.

I can get through this as long as I have my family with me.

"I'm sorry I'm late!" I hear Lisa shout as she enters the room.

Everyone shushes her, and Hyun quickly ushers her to a spot near my head.

"I'm sorry, I'm here now, Kookie." She says as she gently strokes my forehead.

She's only been living in the city for a week now, and probably got lost again on her way to the hospital.

Still, I'm glad that she's here.

Having her beside me is almost like having my mom there.

That bittersweet thought quickly disappears as another contraction grips me.

The nurses and the doctor are down near my knees. I hear the doctor coaching me, giving me instructions on when to push.

I'm doing the best I can but, honestly, I feel like this baby is going to do what ever it wants and I'm not going to be able to stop it no matter how badly I might want to.

"Hey," I hear Jimin's voice by my ear in between contractions.

"You look so sexy right now."

He catches me completely off guard and I don't know whether to feel horrified or embarrassed.

There's absolutely nothing sexy about the way I look. Sweat beading down my red face, my knees pulled up, by muscles all taut as my body tries to shove this baby out of me.

It's not attractive in the slightest.

"You're my omega," Jimin continues with a soft purr.

"You're giving life to our baby. I can't think of anything sexier."

I let out a guttural yell as another contraction seizes me.

I squeeze Jimin's hand so tightly I'm worried I'm going to break it.

"That's it!" the doctor shouts.

"I see the head. Just one more big push and he'll be here."

"Wait, wait, wait..."