JIMIN POV
Nine months later
I'm beginning to regret the decision to have a home birth.
Everything feels so much more complicated and the bed isn't very conducive to childbirth.
But it's too late to go back on that decision now, My water broke and I'm already dilating.
The doctor is scrubbing up and the nurses are prepping everything for the delivery.
For the past nine months, I've slept with Jungkook every single night in his room, now our room, down the hall.
It's strange being back in my old room again, especially seeing the bed stripped down to nothing but white sheets and a stack of pillows.
There are mountains of fresh towels and various pieces of medical equipment on standby.
I'm sure it would've been more cost effective for me to give birth in the hospital but Jungkook was eager to indulge my desire for comfort but I shouldn't have fallen in love with the idea so quickly.
My nerves are starting to get the better of me and I'm wishing we lived closer to the hospital just in case something goes wrong.
The only real upside that I can see right now is I won't have to worry about the press hounding me outside the hospital.
Ever since my first appearance at Jungkook's side that day, the press have dogged my every step.
There's always at least one reporter tailing me whenever I go into town. Thankfully, I usually have Molly with me.
She's a bit of an attack dog when it comes to chasing away reporters who get a little too nosy.
The various articles about me have dubbed me everything from Jungkook's trophy omega to a gold digger.
One thing is definitely certain though, they can't seem to get enough of speculating about me and my life.
Several people who know me from my time at Omega House have been offered thousands, sometimes tens of thousands, of dollars to share what they know about me.
I don't know what I did to inspire their loyalty but none of them have ever turned on me.
"Okay Jimin, just try to relax."
The doctor kneels on the foot of the bed and examines me for the umpteenth time. "I think your baby is just about ready to come out and meet his family."
"What do you say to that?"
"I hope he can hang on long enough for his dad to get here..."
I laugh nervously as I glance toward the door.
Still no sign of Jungkook.
The pressure of a contraction runs through me, making me wince in pain.
I'm grateful for the painkillers they gave me but they don't take away the strange pressure inside me, I can't imagine how bad this would be without them.
"That was a pretty big one." the doctor says as he checks the readout of one of the monitors nearby.
"I think we're gonna have to start helping this little guy along."
I clench my jaw against another contraction, Every muscle in my body is telling me it's time to move things along.
If I fight it and try to wait, I'll just wind up hurting myself or my baby.
The last time I talked to Jungkook, he was rushing out of a meeting and hopping in the car but it's rush hour and given the traffic downtown right now, I'm not surprised he's running late.
I really don't want to do this without him but I don't think I have any other choice.
"Okay." I force myself to relax against the pillows stacked up behind me.
"Let's bring my baby into the world."
The doctor quickly nods to his nurses, The three of them get into position for the delivery.
I'm barely aware of what they're doing because now that I've stopped trying to hold back, everything feels like it's speeding up exponentially.
"Alright, remember your breathing." a nurse tells me as he takes up position near my head and grabs my hand.
He's in the exact spot where Jungkook should be sitting. "I want you to squeeze my hand as hard as you can when you feel a contraction."
"Don't worry about hurting me."
"Just squeeze and breathe."
I try to breathe the way they taught us in birthing class but it's hard to keep my thoughts on it.
There's too much going on around me and I'm distracted by the fact that Jungkook still isn't here.
Instead of the steady breaths I've practiced for months, I'm gulping down air between contractions and trying to follow the doctor's instructions about whether or not to push.
I feel the pressure of my baby moving through me, It's both amazing and overwhelming.
Holy shit, I'm about to bring a new life into this world.
"Here we go, He's crowning." the doctor announces.
"We're just about there."
"Just a little more, Jimin."
"You're doing amazing, The hard part's almost over."
A tear runs down my cheek and that's when I realize I'm crying.
I don't know if it's from the excitement, the stress, the discomfort or the fact that I really don't want to do this without my alpha but the tears are running freely now.
My emotions are a mess.
The door opens abruptly and Jungkook slips into the room at a brisk trot.
The nurse slides out of the way, and my alpha takes his place.
"I'm so sorry, my love." He takes my hand and kisses it.
"I'm here now Little flower."
"Everything's okay, You've got this."
Relief floods through me at his words.
I want to tell him how glad I am to see him but I don't get the chance to say anything in response.
A powerful contraction rips through me and I squeeze his hand so hard I'm worried I might break it.
"Don't push, don't push, don't push," the doctor repeats over and over.
I hold back with everything I have despite every instinct, every muscle, telling me that I should.
"Okay, now. Push, push, push, give me everything you have Jimin. There, there!" The doctor shouts with triumph as the pressure inside me suddenly disappears.
A moment later, I hear a cry.
The wail of my newborn son pierces through the stillness in the room.
Relief floods through me and I collapse against my pillows in exhaustion.
"Would you like to meet your son?" the nurse asks as he brings a small bundle of blue blankets to me.
I reach for him eagerly and gasp with adoration when I finally get a look at his perfect little face.
I'm crying for real this time.
Tears of joy spill down my face in an unbroken cascade.
I have my son in my arms and my alpha at my side.
Not even a year ago, I couldn't have imagined a life like this for myself. A life where I have a family, a home, and meaning.
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