Chapter 49: Once a bish Always a bish

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Taehyung and Jungkook arrived at the hospital for Jungkook's routine pregnancy check-up. Jungkook, looking adorable with his chubby cheeks and bubbly demeanor, held onto Taehyung's hand tightly as they walked in. He was now four months pregnant, and Taehyung had made sure Jungkook was pampered and cared for every step of the way.

As they settled into the doctor's office, the ultrasound began. Jungkook's eyes sparkled with excitement, his hand gripping Taehyung's as they watched the screen. The doctor's voice broke the silence, "Congratulations, you're not just having one baby... you're having triplets!"

Jungkook's jaw dropped. "T-triplets? Three?!" His wide eyes turned to Taehyung, his face a mixture of shock and disbelief. "Not one, not two, but three babies at the same time?!"

Taehyung, sitting beside him, froze for a moment. His brain tried to process the news. Three babies. Three tiny humans. He blinked and then smiled nervously. "That's... amazing," he said, his voice a little shaky. But inside, his emotions were a whirlwind-joy, excitement, and a pinch of worry about how they would handle three newborns at once.

Jungkook's lips quivered as he processed the news, then he suddenly gasped, "Taehyung, what if I can't handle them? What if they all start crying at the same time? What if-"

Taehyung immediately cupped Jungkook's cheeks to calm him down. "Bun, calm down. We'll handle everything together. You're not alone in this, okay? You've got me, the whole family, and all the love in the world. We'll make it work."

Jungkook nodded slowly, his lips curling into a small smile. "Okay... but three babies, Hyung," he whispered, his voice still filled with disbelief.

Taehyung chuckled softly, "Yes, three babies. Looks like we're going to need a bigger nursery!"

The doctor joined their laughter, reassuring them about the healthy progress of the pregnancy and giving them guidelines to follow for Jungkook's care. As they left the hospital, Jungkook couldn't stop talking about names and imagining what the babies would look like.

Taehyung, holding Jungkook's hand tightly, thought to himself, Three little buns... Our family is going to grow so much, and I couldn't be happier.

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Taehyung returned home exhausted after a long day at work. As he stepped into their bedroom, he saw Jungkook sprawled on the bed in an odd position, fast asleep. His swollen legs rested awkwardly on a pillow, and his usually soft pink soles were red and tender. Taehyung's heart clenched at the sight of his bun, who was enduring so much discomfort while carrying their three precious little ones.

Without making a sound, Taehyung went to the bathroom to freshen up, quickly changing into his comfortable home clothes. He returned to the bed, kneeling by Jungkook's feet. Gently, he started massaging Jungkook's legs, his warm hands working to ease the swelling and redness. Taehyung's tired eyes drooped, but his hands remained steady, pouring his love and care into each motion.

The soothing touch stirred Jungkook from his sleep. His heavy lids fluttered open, and he immediately felt a sense of relief in his legs. When his gaze landed on Taehyung, sitting on the bed with his head slightly nodding in exhaustion, still massaging his legs, Jungkook's heart swelled with emotion.

A smile crept onto his face, and tears prickled in his eyes. How did I get so lucky? he thought. Here was the man who worked tirelessly all day yet never failed to care for him with unconditional love.

"Hyung," Jungkook whispered, his voice soft and full of affection. Taehyung looked up, startled, but his lips curved into a small smile when he saw Jungkook awake.

"Did I wake you?" Taehyung asked, his voice tinged with concern. "Your legs looked so swollen, I thought this might help."

Jungkook shook his head, his eyes shimmering with gratitude. "No, you didn't wake me. But... thank you, Hyung." He sat up slowly, reaching out to cup Taehyung's face. "You're always taking care of me. Sometimes, I wonder what I did to deserve you."

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