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❤️🩹Take My Hand...❤️🩹 (Jisung X BPS yn)
⚠️This story contains themes of depression and self-harm, so if you are sensitive to these topics, it may be best to skip this narrative⚠️
In this tale, yn and Jisung face a significant challe...
Yn's POV I was jolted awake by the persistent beeping of machines. As I blinked away the haze of sleep, I realized I was in a hospital. Turning my head slightly, I spotted Jisung sitting beside me, his head resting on the edge of the bed. He was holding my hand, his warmth offering a sense of comfort.
As I shifted, the movement was enough to rouse him. He looked up at me, a sleepy smile spreading across his face.
“Hi, Mamas…”
I couldn’t help but smile back. His other hand gently brushed over my belly, a tender gesture that made my heart flutter.
“Why am I in the hospital???” I asked, a hint of confusion in my voice.
“You fainted, Mamas,” he replied softly. “We brought you here, and they ran some tests. You’re twelve weeks along in your pregnancy… with twins!!!”
Shock washed over me as I placed my hand over his, my heart racing.
“Really???”
He nodded, his smile growing wider. The reality of carrying twins sank in, filling me with a mix of joy and anxiety.
