FRAT LINE|Year 2&3-KNJ✔️

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⚠️conversations about abortion

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Namjoon paces the pavement as he impatiently waits for Malia to arrive.

She said that she'd pick him up here if his car wasn't fixed yet. He got it towed this morning to take it to the car shop. Thanks to Seokjin, they aren't charging him too much to fix it.

Namjoon hears the sound of the tires pulling up and looks up. He sees Malia's car and speed walks over. She gets out of the driver's seat and walks around to the passenger.

"Can you drive? I don't feel good."

"Did you get sick?" Namjoon asks as he gets into the car.

"Yeah. I think I'm getting motion sickness or something. It didn't start until I started driving. I had to pull over to puke."

"Yeah, sounds like motion sickness. You want to stop and get some water or anything?"

Malia shakes her head. "I'm good. Let's just go."

He pulls off and doesn't play any music. Just the silence and the sound of their breathing.

When they get to clinic, they park in the back and get out together. They walk into the building and Malia checks in. She fills out forms for HIPAA and her insurance information as they wait.

When they're called back, Malia is weighed and they're both shown to the room they'll be having the consultation in. The nurse gives Malia a cup to pee in to confirm her pregnancy and she wishes that she brought her discharge papers from the hospital.

When the doctor comes in, she tells them that Malia has to get an ultrasound to further confirm gestational age.

"If you don't want to look, then you don't have to." The woman tells her. "I can just do the scan on my personal screen. But because you don't know the date of your last period, this will help us further confirm."

"Oh.. okay."

Malia and Joon walk with the woman to the ultrasound room. Namjoon looks over at Malia who's avoiding his eye contact.

"I thought you had an app to track it?" He asks quietly.

"I did." Malia tells him. "I deleted the account."

"Why?"

"I don't feel like looking at 'you're x amount of days late' anymore. It's stupid and annoying." She crosses her arms over her chest and hisses before moving them again.

Malia subtly rubs her breasts through her shirt and frowns. After looking up pregnancy, symptoms this morning, she realized that her breasts have been sore for weeks. She just assumed that her period was coming, though and didn't think anything of it.

She realized that she's been having several symptoms. Loss of appetite due to food aversion, fatigue, bloating, cramping, dips in mood. The symptoms are almost the same as when she gets her period; how the hell was she supposed to know?

"Alright, guys. We'll be right in here. Would you like me to use just my screen?" The nurse asks.

Malia rubs her fingers as they find their way to her stomach. She doesn't know what to say. She's pretty lost in all of this. Namjoon watches her before looking at the nurse.

"Can you give us a second, please?"

"Of course. I'll be right down the hall when you're ready." She leaves the room and closes the door behind her.

Namjoon grabs Malia's hands before she can start picking at her cuticles. She looks up at him, torn and confused.

"Are you okay?"