silent symphony

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But they never reached home.... Because they had to go no run towards the hospital.

Halfway through their drive taehyung's water broke. Taehyung widen their eyes so as jungkook and then the shooting pain started, taehyung's eyes watered and jungkook is in full panick mode.

And then Taehyung whimpered.

Jungkook's brain short-circuited.

"OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD!" He slammed the brakes so suddenly that the car swerved before he regained control. "HOLY SHIT, BABY, YOUR WATER JUST BROKE-WHAT DO I DO? WHAT DO I DO?"

Another sharp contraction ripped through Taehyung's body, and he gasped, tears instantly pricking his eyes. His hands flew to his belly, fingers trembling as the pain intensified.

Jungkook was spiraling. He was a capable man-smart, confident, always in control. But nothing in his entire life had prepared him for this. His omega was in pain. His baby was coming. And he had absolutely no idea what the hell he was supposed to do.

"Oh my god, we need to go! We need to-FUCK! Okay, okay, breathe, baby, breathe! You-oh god, why am I telling you that, you already know that! Okay, okay, hold on-"

Taehyung shot him a glare in between his pain, signing frantically, "DRIVE, YOU IDIOT!"

That snapped Jungkook back into action. He stomped on the gas, swerving back onto the road, gripping the wheel so tightly his knuckles turned white. "Okay, okay! We got this! We're fine! I mean-you're not fine, obviously, but I will make sure you're fine! Oh my god, should I call someone? Maria? The hospital? Do I-WAIT, SHIT, I CAN'T CALL AND DRIVE AT THE SAME TIME!"

Taehyung groaned, his head fall back against the seat. The contractions were getting stronger, coming in waves that left him breathless. Jungkook took a deep, shuddering breath before reaching for his phone, pressing a button to activate voice control.

"CALL HOSPITAL! CALL EVERYONE! CALL THE WHOLE DAMN WORLD!" he shouted at the phone.

The call connected, and the moment the nurse answered, Jungkook all but yelled, "MY OMEGA'S WATER BROKE! MY BABY IS COMING! WE'RE ON THE WAY! DO SOMETHING!"

The nurse on the other end remained calm, giving him instructions, telling him to keep Taehyung talking and breathing through the contractions.

Jungkook tried. He really did. But the moment Taehyung let out a soft, pained whimper, he nearly lost it again.

"Baby, baby, we're almost there," he reassured, though his voice cracked in panic. "Just a little longer, okay? You're doing so well, my love. So perfect. So-OH FUCK, WHY IS THERE SO MUCH TRAFFIC?!"

Taehyung barely had the energy to smack his arm weakly, signing "Shut up and drive."

Jungkook cursed under his breath but did as told, weaving through traffic like a madman, honking aggressively as if that would magically clear the way.

The hospital finally came into view, and Jungkook barely parked before jumping out and running around to Taehyung's side. Nurses and doctors were already waiting, rushing over with a wheelchair.

Jungkook threw the car door open, hands shaking as he helped Taehyung out, kissing his damp forehead. "We made it, baby. You're safe. You're okay," he whispered, his voice was thick with emotion.

Taehyung, through all the pain, managed to smile weakly at him, signing, "I love you."

And just like that, Jungkook swore he'd never been more in love-or more terrified-in his entire life.