Are You Ready?

The Dangers

30 weeks and 4 days pregnant

Jungkook feels massive. He sleeps so little and is always in a state of discomfort, his back in particular always hurt. He used to feel like an elephant, massive and huge, now he's bordering on 'beached whale.' He can barely get off the couch by himself any more, it involves some twisting and maneuvering and the right amount of momentum. Or his husband. Kyungsan and Areum once tried to pull him off the couch, the two kids fell down right on their butts so they stopped trying all together. Jungkook opts for the recliner since it's easier to get out of. The bed? He has to scoot out of it basically. His sex life is honestly dead, they do try, but it's a vain attempt. Once they get going at it the babies start moving and Jungkook can't seem to get enough air even with the oxygen mask on. Yes they've tried to have sex with Jungkook wearing the mask. He's otherwise fine but the vigorous activity of sex is just to much, so Taehyung doesn't even try now. Jungkook doesn't want to give up, but he gets told no. About after the fifth time of being told no, he cried. Yeah, super pregnant and hormonal Jungkook cried because his husband denied him sex. But now he's just too tired, bone-deep exhausted really, to care any more.

"Baby, it's time for your appointment." Taehyung says as he gently wakes up his husband.

"Okay." Jungkook yawns and starts his struggle to get out of the recliner with Tae's help and he doesn't let go until the younger is steady.

"Maybe we'll get babies in the next day or two!" Taehyung coos, rubbing the younger's enormous belly.

"We'll see." Jungkook yawns again, scratching his tummy. He stops when he thinks about it and pulls up his shirt. "Is it still just the one?" He asks, pointing at the stretch mark near his belly button.

"It's still just one, but it doesn't make you any less pretty." He says before kissing the swell. "You can put lotion on in the van."

"What about my feet? How swollen are they?"

"They're pretty puffy." He answers and the younger whines. "Hey, it's okay, just wear my sandals."

"Tae, I know it's summer and all but wearing sandals while pregnant looks so tacky." He complains.

"Literally no one thinks that. No one looks at a pregnant person with swollen feet and think 'they shouldn't wear sandals!' Literally no one thinks that."

"Why are you being an asshole?" Jungkook glares, cranky and hormonal.

"I'm not, but I don't like you critiquing yourself. Now let's go, I let you sleep as long as I could before making us late."

Jungkook mutters curses at his husband and walks away to put on his husband's sandals. Kyungsan is at school and Areum is at preschool so luckily Jungkook is the only one Tae has to round up.

Jungkook sleeps on the car ride over.

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"Baby T is good and developed, both baby J's are too, however baby S hasn't seemed to take to the steroids to develop her lungs. They're significantly underdeveloped. There's not much we can do about it, another shot would be risky and they can't stay in much longer. Her brothers will be fine, so I think we will induce you-"

"No!" Jungkook interrupts. "I don't want to be induced!" Taehyung and Yoora exchange a look.

"Kook, she should be fine-"

"No! She just needs more time for the steroids to work!" Tears are filling up his eyes and his doctor and husband are looking at him like he grew a second head.

"Mr. Kim, I don't think you understand the risks. If we don't induce you this week there's an extremely high chance of uterine rupture. The hospital is prepared to deal with this sort of thing-"

"If I gave birth this week, could she breathe on her own?" He asks seriously, holding his belly like his babies were threatened. But he's about to be a mother of six and he's scared and he wants all four of his babies, not three. He can't go through losing another baby. The baby they lost a few years ago was twelve weeks along. It was a little boy and the image of the tiny fetus he held in his hand haunts him. He doesn't want to see his baby girl like that, so small and lifeless...

"I won't have them until they're ready." He says, tears filling his eyes and overflowing down to his cheek. "It's not a discussion."

*******

The ride home was filled with tension. Jungkook has his arms wrapped around his belly protectively.

"Jungkook, you should reconsider-"

"No!"

"You're pregnant with four babies, your uterus could rupture and you could bleed out. I love our daughter but I can't lose you when I know the hospital can keep her alive. She'll be fine, you won't be." Taehyung says as he pulls into the driveway.

"If I'm in too much pain we'll go to the hospital but until then you could at least try to support me in keeping our baby alive." Jungkook hisses and starts trying to get out of the van by himself. Honestly his comment stung a little as it was intended but Taehyung has his priorities and that's helping his heavily pregnant and hormonal husband out of the car regardless of his shitty attitude.

"Jungkook, stop before you hurt yourself." Taehyung says gently as he gets out of the car. The younger pouts but stops. Lately Jungkook is out of character, everyone can see it, but it's understandable. He's thirty weeks pregnant with four babies, his insides are stuffed to the brim and he's exhausted. If he sits down he's taking a nap if he can. Taehyung doesn't leave him alone with their two children since he's been on bed rest, now he'll be on strict bed rest since he doesn't want to listen to their doctor.

Taehyung sighs at the thought and he honestly thinks this is a stupid decision, yes, it's in the best interest of their unborn daughter but this could have horrible repercussions for Jungkook. Taehyung can't even think what it be like if- he shakes away the thought as he helps his husband inside.

Astoundingly, Jungkook lasts about another two weeks.

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