Our Happiness Was Planned

If I Let Go Of Your Hand, You'll Fly Away And Break

When Namjoon and Seokjin make it back to the hospital with bags of food in hand, they briefly explain what happened to the others, and Namjoon pulls out his phone. "I'm going to call that doctor."

"Good idea, hyung." Jungkook bites his lip. "There's nothing wrong with Jiminie-hyung right?"

"No, of course not." Namjoon answers with certainty. "It's probably a combination of stress and being tired. It's been a long couple of days."

"Tell me about it." Taehyung rolls his eyes, making everyone else laugh.

"Alright guys, I'll be back in a few minutes." Their leader smiles and steps out into the hallway, phone in one hand and Dr. Park's business card in the other.

"I'll hand out the food." Seokjin smiles, his eyes widening at the prospect of eating as he distributes the food and drinks according to who ordered what. Jungkook and Hoseok take turns helping Taehyung eat, and the omega positively glows with all of the attention. Seokjin laughs as he takes out his phone and snaps picture after picture of the trio, of course catching plenty of shots of Taehyung with food all over his face.

The best picture, though, comes when Jungkook gets a splatter of sauce right smack dab in the middle of his white t-shirt thanks to Taehyung being a bit too vigorous with his chopsticks. His eyes widen and his mouth drops open, and the room is eerily quiet for a few seconds. Just when Taehyung is afraid that the alpha is going to scold him for ruining his shirt, Seokjin's phone camera sound goes off, and Jungkook laughs when he realizes how ridiculous he must look. "Let me see, hyung!" He says while reaching for Seokjin's phone.

The eldest laughs as he hands the device over to the maknae, who peers at the screen and nearly doubles over from the force of his laughter. "Hyung, hyung, send that to the group chat, please!" He wheezes out between fits of giggles as he hands Seokjin his phone back.

"Gladly!" The oldest grins widely as he does as the maknae asked before setting his phone aside so he can finally get back to his food. Namjoon walks back in then, a neutral look on his face. "Joon-ah? What happened?" Seokjin asks.

"Well, he, too, agrees that Jimin and Yoongi's behavior as of late is a bit odd. So he's turning his car around to come back here and would like to personally speak with them later. He said he would text me when he's here." Everyone else nods and settles into eating and talking about Taehyung's pregnancy. They'd come to a silent agreement that Jimin and Yoongi are probably in the middle of something, so they'll give it another little while before contacting them.

"TaeTae, I just realized, we couldn't tell you were pregnant at all." Hoseok frowns.

"Yeah I was thinking about that too." The omega agrees. "I think it's because I had no idea at all, so my unawareness of it might have caused the same neutral feelings in the two of you."

"I guess that makes sense." Jungkook settles in next to Taehyung. "But trust me when I say I can tell now. You smell different, hyung." He nuzzles his omega's neck, making him giggle quietly. "It's a good smell, believe me." His hot breath tickles Taehyung's neck as he inhales deeply.

"Hey pup, stop mauling Taehyungie!" Hoseok laughs.

Jungkook bristles at this and raises an eyebrow. "Who are you calling a pup?"

"Kookie, you're the maknae, in case you forgot." Seokjin laughs, and the youngest pouts and goes back to scenting his omega.

"Alright, alright, stop picking on the pup." Namjoon chuckles when Jungkook glares at him. "Seriously, we need to finish up and clean up our trash. We can't leave this place a mess after how well the staff have treated Taehyung." Just when they're murmuring their agreement, the door opens, and in walks the doctor.