Are You Ready?

You've Got to be Kidding Me

8 weeks pregnant

Tae!" Jungkook says from his position, straddling Taehyung as he shakes his husband awake.

"Is it the baby?!" He says jolting upright, almost smacking their foreheads together.

"Babies." Jungkook says softly but seriously.

"Babies? Like as in more than one?" Taehyung isn't awake enough for vague statements. "Your first ultrasound isn't until this afternoon, Kook." He picks up his phone to check the time. "It's four in the morning."

"Well I had to puke so I'm awake. But either your child is seriously massive or there's two. Look at my stomach." Jungkook leans back in Taehyung's lap and pulls up his shirt.

"It looks cute." The area has a tiny bit of pudge from the lack of abdominal work outs that Jungkook has stopped doing since they started trying for another baby, but nothing that stands out to Taehyung from this angle.

Jungkook rolls his eyes and pulls his shirt back down and grabs his phone off of the bed. "I started taking pictures of my belly every week since about four weeks after we started trying. Look at this photo and then this one." Taehyung looks at the two photos which indicate the growth that Jungkook suddenly noticed, it's not much but comparing the photos side by side you can see Jungkook's once indented stomach is now rounding out. "I'm starting to get a belly super quick with this pregnancy unless a condom broke before hand and we didn't know."

"Oh."

"You need to get fixed." He says immediately.

"Well, lets not be haste." Taehyung instantly says in defense of his baby-makers.

"If there's more than one-" Jungkook then makes a cutting with his fingers with a devious look on his face accompanying a smile. Although, they don't actually cut their 'boys' off, they still cut a tube that send sperm through the penis. Regardless though, the thought of having surgery on his balls doesn't sound fun.

Taehyung gulps nervously.

*******

"We'll start with an external ultrasound. If nothing shows up we'll do internal." Yoora smiles as she squirts the gel on Jungkook's stomach. She turns on the machines and monitors before pressing the transducer into the gel. "Oh my!" She says immediately. He doesn't understand her reaction since he can't see the screen, it's turned away to where he can't.

"There's two of them, isn't there?"

"Erm..." She gives Jungkook an expression that's almost saying 'guess again.'

"There's only one?" She shakes her head and turns on the doppler feature. He can hear numerous little heartbeats fluttering quickly on the speakers. "No!" He gasps. Yoora nods again with a smile, seeming to understand what he's thinking. Meanwhile, Taehyung just sits in the chair quietly looking back and forth between the two, utterly confused. "There's three of them?!" He says in a whispered shout. Yoora smiles widely, but shakes her head as she turns the screen goes:

"Congratulations! You're having quadruplets!"

Jungkook's head falls back against the pillow, his eyes wide and mouth hung open with shock. He lets out a huff of air as tears fill his eyes. He slowly turns his head and looks Taehyung dead in the eyes. "You're so getting snipped."

Taehyung pouted but accepted his fate. This means he's made seven babies in total with Jungkook, and even though only -hopefully- six of those will ever be born, he's still so happy he found someone willing to give him so many perfect children. He just hopes all these babies will survive and that his husband won't kill him if he gets stretch marks.