"You..two...dated each other?!"Jaemin was in awe listening to Doyoung and Taeyong's highschool story where the two of them practically dated and now meet because they are now both common friends of Jaemin.
Jaemin knew, it was bad to think about certain stuff when they broke up already but he is curious if they did it when they were together. Yet that will definitely be an odd question. But he was curious about it
It was a pretty saturday, the sun is behinf the clouds that's why they hang out in Mama's backyard where his treehouse is built. Having some vup of tea while litetally spilling to with each other.
Taeyong and Doyoung seem to be okay, thought there is this tension of competition between them, with Taeyong flexing his handsome baby boy. And Doyoung retorting he can make a much more handsome baby with Yuta.
So they fought verbally, and Sungchan ended up in Jaemin's hand.
Jaemin was already mid his eight month pregnancy. Just a few weeks more and he will finally give birth to his own baby.
He wonder how their Minhyun would look like, honestly Jaemin wanted it to look like Mark as he find his husband ten out of ten. If ever his son would be an alpha it is cool to have another dashing alpha that look like Mark.
Though, he was actually worried. His stomach was hurting this morning, he didn't tell it to Mark because he suspect that it was only the tub of ice cream he ate last night. He wasn't laboring yet.
It is 3 weeks too early.
It was too early...
"Nana?" Taeyong stopped his bickering with Doyoung noticing how quiet Jaemin was, and he was all pale.
Doyoung also stopped and look at the young male. "You alright Nana?".
"I-I think its broken".
Jaemin look up with teary eyes, "M-My water broke".
"Oh fuck it's now! Holy fuck! Wait!" Doyoung panicked yet Taeyong was to the rescue he get Sungchan out of Jaemin's embrace and confirmed that Jaemin is really near giving birth.
"Yah! Call the ambulance!" Taeyong shouted at the panicking Doyoung, Doyoung immediately fish up his phone but because of panic he lost grip and the phone fell down. "Shit. Shit".
"Okay, J-just relax, breath in okay, relax or the baby will get pushed accidentally if you panicked" Taeyong said trying to assist Jaemin to stand up even tho Jaemin was limping alreafy cupping his stomach that aches like hell.
"Hyung...hyung.. I think I'm about to pass out" Jaemin panicked catching his breath, "No, no Nana, relax and breath. You shouldn't pass out".
"B-but it's not my due date yet"
"The baby gonna come out if it wanna come out --- Yah Na Jaemin don't close you're eyes I dare you!" Taeyong panicked and try picking Jaemin, while Doyoung is still panicking with his phone.
Jaemin with his blurry mind, since all his attention avert to how painful his stomach is, and how liquid started to drip out of his hole, a warning that the baby will finally come out.
Mama rushed when she saw Jaemin and try carrying the laboring omega, that is when Jaemin started to cry in pain. It was inevitable.
He swear he will never have a baby again.
He was placed to the wheeled stretcher, but he was writhing in pain, caressing his aching tummy. The bump got harder than before.
Finally this big load in Jaemin's belly will go out.
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Our Treehouse (MarkMin)/ EDITING
FanfictionYoung , naive , can do a lot of mistakes. Teenagers tend to imagine everything as a worthy adventure regardless of its consequences , even the innocent that surround the classroom have his own view on many things , things that they haven't experien...