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Jimin slips quietly into sleep while waiting in line for check out. He's been so tired lately with his pregnancy and four kids. Not to mention his cowardly husband, Namjoon.
Someone taps his shoulder and embarrassingly he pushes his cart to the register.
Jimin can't believe that he let that pabo convince him to have another damn kid. He hasn't had a drink or a full night of sleep in the last five years.
He checks out and loads the van. He was grateful to not have the kids clinging to him but that was because he pratically forced Namjoon to take the kids.
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Jimin unloads in the kitchen and makes himself comfortable on the big couch. He wasn't getting up until he had to make dinner. It was only one p.m. anyway.
"Hello sweetheart." Namjoon kisses Jimin on the lips and grazes his fingers on Jimin's eight month bump.
"Where are my kids?" Namjoon chuckles, "They're in their rooms. I think Yoongi is getting sick."
Jimin rolls his eyes. That boy was always getting sick but Jimin would nurse him back to health anyway.
Namjoon kisses Jimin again but a little harder and hungrier. "I'm already pregnant, Joonie." Namjoon laughs but kissses him again.
Loud cries came from Yoongi and Hobi's room. Jimin heaves himself off the couch and Namjoon trails behind.
Jimin swoops up Yoongi and comforts him. He was barely a year old.
Namjoon rubs Hobi's back to get him to fall asleep after Yoongi's loud cries.
The couple knew they weren't going to get sleep.
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Jimin woke up to silence as usual. But he knew as soon as he woke them up they would be screaming and running around. Jimin groans as his rubs his belly. The baby was super active and he definitely believes that he'll be strong.
"Kookie, be good for eomma please?" The baby gently kicks back as a response and for that Jimin was grateful. Namjoon had already head off to work so it was just him.
Jimin did his morning routine and waddles to Yoongi and Hobi's room. He scoops Yoongi out the crib. "Thank God his fever went down." Jimin breathes a sigh of relief and lays him back down.
Jimin checks in on his other kids: Taehyung and Jin. Taehyung notices his eomma at the door and makes grabby hands hands.
Jimin shakes his head, "I have baby Kookie in my tummy, remember?" Taehyung nods, "I know."
Jin was still sound asleep in their shared room.
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Once Jimin officially got everyone up for breakfast it was total chaos as usual.
"I 'ant pancake!" Taehyung shouts and bangs on the kiddie table. "Stop it Kim Taehyung!" Even using full names didn't stop his tantrum and Jimin was feeling a bad headache coming on.
"Want me to call, Appa?" Taehyung quiets down but is still upset. Taehyung's whining made happy baby Hobi fusy.
Jin is wondering around the kitchen trying to explore his eomma's thingies. "Come sit down, Jin."
Jin sits at the kiddie table and waits for Jimin to pour his Cheerios.
Jimin praises Jin for obedience making Taehyung even angrier.
Hobi wails loudly and Jimin pats the fusy baby's back. Yoongi pouts and babbles in his high chair.
And that's when Taehyung decides to throw his bowl across the kitchen.
And that's also when Jimin's body decides to go in labor.
Jimin yells in frustration and everyone hushes not use to seeing their eomma all mad.
"Damnit Kookie! Right now?!" Jimin mutters setting Hobi back into his high chair.
Jimin could feel the stress he's being feeling, since the beginning of the pregnancy, building up.
He dials Namjoon and rubs his belly aggressively as if it would make his contrations better.
When Namjoon didn't pick up his call he begins crying. He didn't want to give birth alone, again. Jimin tries one more time before giving. He needed to get to the hospital.
Jimin waddles to the front door holding Yoongi and Hobi. "Open the door, Jin."
All five of them make it to the car and Jimin straps in the twins and Taehyung along with Jin buckle themselves in.
Jimin could kill Namjoon right now.
He was driving with no shoes and no cellphone. Fuck life. Jimin drove over the speed limit. The kids stayed quiet but Taehyung couldn't help but feel extremely guilty. If he had been a good boy like Jin, eomma wouldn't be hurting.
Jimin speaks up, "Listen to me Jin. Eomma is going to have baby Kookie and I need you to look out for your brothers while waiting for Appa. Can you do that?"
"Yes!"
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Jimin finally makes it to the hospital. "I need help! I'm in labor!"
Hospital staff assist Jimin and his kids.
They roll Jimin away and a nurse attends to the kids.
"Do you know your appa's number?" A nurse asks and Jin recites.
The receptionist types but pauses and looks at the nurse. "Their appa was just admitted a few hours ago from a bad accident. We couldn't get a number from anyone. I assume that's his husband that's giving birth."
"'Omma is 'aving baby Kookie, yes!" Taehyung answers.
A doctor walks over to the nurse and pulls her aside.
Hobi and Yoongi are both crying and Taehyung and Jin are trying not to.
"I'm sorry boys. Your father passed away." The nurse says and Jin along with Taehyung are confused. They were only toddlers.
"Appa dead?" Jin asks. The nurse sadly nods. Jin explains to Taehyung and they both begin to cry. The twins cry harder wanting their parents.
Another doctor comes in the lobby to the nurse. "I don't think he'll make it. He suffered so much blood lost from giving birth." "Is the baby well?" The nurse asks worridly. "The baby is in perfect condition."
The nurse looks at the crying boys guilty. They lost both of their parents in one day.
"I'm so sorry. Your other Appa died."
"Eomma too?!" Jin yells. Taehyung throws his body on the floor in a tantrum. Neither of his parents would've died if he had just been a good boy.
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