In the throes of labor, Taehyung's meticulousness had been tossed aside like yesterday's laundry. Jungkook held onto him tightly, his eyes wide with fear and excitement as he wiped the beads of sweat from Taehyung's brow. The air had tension, the only sound in the room the rhythmic groan of pain that punctuated the silence. Jungkook had read every book, memorized every word of wisdom, and watched every healing scroll he could find to prepare for this moment. But nothing could have prepared him for the sheer intensity of it all.
"Taehyung breath, you and your pup will be fine. Hoseok will be here any minute." Jimin said, trying to calm the chaos in the room with his soothing voice. His hands were busy setting up the makeshift birthing den, arranging soft fabrics and herbs to ease the pain.
Taehyung nodded weakly, his teeth gritted against the next wave of contractions. His eyes searched Jungkook's, finding the anchor he desperately needed. Jungkook leaned in, whispering sweet nothings into his ear, his hands rubbing small circles on Taehyung's lower back.
The door swung open, and in rushed Hoseok, the the healer, a burly beta with a gentle touch and a satchel full of herbs and potions. His eyes took in the scene with a quick glance before he was at Taehyung's side, placing a firm hand on his stomach. "I need everyone to leave. He'll have to go through C-section as he is a male and that's the only way he can give birth safely."
Jungkook's heart skipped a beat. C-section? That wasn't what they had planned. The room was a whirlwind of movement as Hoseok began to issue orders. Jimin and the others scurried around, prepping Taehyung for the procedure. Jungkook's instincts screamed to stay, but he knew he had to trust Hoseok. With one last squeeze of Taehyung's hand, he was gently pushed out of the room.
Alone in the hallway, Jungkook felt like a caged animal. The walls closed in around him, each second an eternity. He could hear Taehyung's muffled cries through the thick wooden door, and his own breath grew ragged. He paced, his mind racing with thoughts of what could go wrong. What if he lost Taehyung? What if their pup was stillborn? The fear was a heavy weight, pressing down on his shoulders.
The minutes ticked by, each one a battle between hope and dread. Jungkook's hands trembled as he gripped the door handle, willing it to open so he could be by Taehyung's side. But Hoseok had been clear: no one was to enter until it was safe. The waiting was agony, a silent war waged in the quiet corridor.
An hour and a half passed by and they soon heard cries. Two cries were heard but not Taehyung's. Jungkook's heart nearly burst with joy as the realization dawned on him. The pup had arrived. Hoseok, his skin matted with sweat, opened the door with a weary smile. "You can come in now," he said, his voice tinged with relief.
Jungkook rushed in, his eyes immediately finding Taehyung, who lay on the bed, his eyes closed, but a soft smile playing on his lips. He looked pale but alive, and that was all that mattered to Jungkook. He approached the bedside, taking Taehyung's hand in his, feeling the warmth and love that had always been there, now magnified a thousand-fold.
Hoseok stepped aside, revealing two babies, both squalling and pink, wrapped in soft blankets. Jungkook's eyes widened in shock and happiness. Twins! He had never even considered the possibility. Hoseok placed one in Taehyung's arms and the other in Jungkook's. Taehyung's eyes fluttered open, and when they fell upon the tiny pup nestled in Jungkook's arms, a burst of pure love filled the room, pushing back the shadows of pain and fear.
Taehyung looked up at Jungkook with a tired smile. "We did it," he murmured, his voice hoarse from his ordeal. Jungkook could only nod, his own eyes brimming with unshed tears. He had never felt so overwhelmed with emotion. His heart felt too big for his chest. He cradled the pup close, feeling its tiny, rapid heartbeat against his palm. The pup was perfect, with a smattering of dark fur and a tiny, scrunched-up face that was a mirror image of Taehyung's.
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VKook Oneshots/Smut Book🔞
FanfictionBro, it literally says VKook oneshots on the title so why do I need to put on a description? Top Jungkook Bottom Taehyung