Broken Butterfly

Chapter 20

Yoongi POV

Biting my lip nervously, I've not stopped pacing the waiting room since we got here. It's been a few hours now since they took her back to get her help. Everyone's been sat in the seats provided, watching me tiredly and patching up wounds as we wait.

"Hyung, she's going to be okay. You're going to wear yourself ragged before she's even out of surgery though, if you don't quit with the pacing. You're making all of us tired." Jimin speaks up finally. I sigh, running my hands through my hair as I take a seat next to him.

"I'm sorry. I'm just worried about her." I mutter softly, biting the tip of my thumb gently to try and keep my nerves in check.

"We know your worried, hyung. She's going to be okay though. You've got to trust her. She's a lot stronger than any of us ever realized, remember?" He tells me gently, patting my shoulder. I don't respond but I'm grateful for the comfort.

"Hey, maybe while you're here you two can find out the gender of the baby too? She should be plenty far enough along to be able to find out if you two wanted." Taehyung pipes up. My eyes widen slightly at the reminder, nodding my head slightly in response.

"Are you hoping for a girl or a boy?" Jungkook asks curiously, the boys all beginning to join in on distracting me with the topic. I shrug.

"I don't know. Probably a girl, honestly." I answer honestly.

"Really? I would've pegged you to be someone who'd want a boy. Why a girl?" Hoseok questions. I shake my head at his thought.

"I don't know that I'd want a son. I don't want someone who could turn out to be quite literally exactly like me. I don't know that I could be a good parent for a son. I know I'd be able to raise a daughter. I know how to treat a girl. Besides, it'd raise the likelihood of her getting Jingsae's features rather than mine." I explain.

"I think you'd actually be a really good father for a son, hyung." Jin speaks up. I frown, looking over at him.

"Why would you think that?" I ask, still frowning in confusion.

"Your father wasn't around much when you were growing up. You were unhappy with how he raised you when he was around. You know how you wanted to be treated and I think for that exact reason, you'd know how to parent a son." Hyung explains. I shrug, nodding slightly. He does have a point.

"Anyone here for... Song Jingsae?" Someone calls from the doorway. I jump up immediately and walk over to him, the boys following slowly behind me.

"Your relation to her?" The doctor questions when I reach him.

"I'm her boyfriend and the father to the kid she's carrying." I growl, upset that he's really questioning me right now. He nods his head, a slightly disgusted look on his face as he looks back down to the clipboard in his hand.

"She's asleep right now, but the surgery went well. You're quite a lucky bunch. The bullets narrowly missed a few vital organs and we've managed to get it taken care. You can go see her now and when she wakes, we would like to check on the pregnancy." He informs us once the rest of gathered, turning and leaving once he's finished speaking.

I sigh, running a shaky hand through my hair as we wander down the hall until we've found her room. Going in, I'm by her side in almost an instant. I can feel the tears welling up in my eyes as I gently take her hand in mine. She looks so weak and exhausted. Biting my lip gently, I take my free hand to move some of her hair out of her face.

Sitting down in the chair beside her bed, everyone else takes a seat on the floor behind me and are soon dozing off. It's been a long last 24 hours.