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33

Week thirty-six

Jungkook had gone to work leaving Namjoon with the pups. They were still in Namjoon's house. Jungkook had moved in his things and it was rather crowded and stressful.

"Wook Jinnie. Make a snow angew,"

Namjoon narrowed his eyes walking into the living room seeing that he had torn one of Jungkook's bean bag open spilling the white beads everywhere.

Jin toddled out of the bathroom and giggled before spotting Joon and running to the bedroom.

"Baekhyun!" He shouted. His feet hurt, his back hurt and he had turned his back for five minutes to make them sandwiches.

He felt like crying so he did slumping to his couch and holding his face in his hands. "I can't do this. I can't do this," he repeated moving one hand behind him to massage his lower back.

"Daddy mad?" Baek asked.

"Go get daddy's phone please," he sobbed. He toddler off fetching the phone and bringing it to him.

"H-hobi," he cried.

"Oh my god, Namjoon are you okay? Is the baby okay?" Hoseok worriedly asked.

"Baekhyun made a mess and everything is swollen and hurts," he cried into the phone.

"Hang on, Jimin and I are on our way," Hoseok said.

After the call ended Namjoon curled into himself on the couch watching Baek continue to destroy the room for the sake of snow.

Hoseok walked into the house and hit his hip on a weirdly placed table from Jungkook's house.

"Joonie?" He called navigating between furniture to see the flurry of white bean bag beads.

"Joonie," he said sitting on the edge of the couch rubbing his back.

"Why don't we get you to bed?" He said.

"But I'm hungry and I didn't finish lunch," he protested.

"I'll go finish up," Jimin offered, leaving them as Hoseok soothed his friend.

"It hurts so much," he cried.

"What hurts?" Seok asked.

"My feet, my back, my tummy, even my hands," he whined "I hate this,"

"Here let me help," Hoseok said massaging his friend's feet.

"Baekhyun, Seokjin, lunch is ready," Jimin yelled through the house. They ran through the trashed room and Namjoon cried again.

"I can't even clean my own home,"

"Shhh Jiminie and I will clean it and watch the pups again," he reassured him.

"But I don't want them to leave," he hiccuped, "When I give birth a lot of my attention will be on the new pup and I want to give them all of the attention now," he cried.

"But you're in pain, Joonie. Let Jimin and I help watch the pups so Jungkook can watch you," he said.

After an hour and three sandwiches were eaten by Namjoon he let them take the pups for a few days.

"I love you," he sobbed pulling them close to his sides because his front was blocked by their baby brother.

"Love you," Jin said puckering up for a kiss that he gave and then kissed the smaller pup.

"Bye, bye babies,"

They were gone and the house was clean again. He took a quick shower hoping to ease his pains. He still was swollen as he waddled to the bedroom. It felt like a bowling ball was between his legs.

He made it to the bed smelling apple cinnamon, Kookie's scent. It was strong, but not nearly enough so he dug through his clothes clean and dirty tossing them up on the bed and climbed into the pile burrowing himself into a little hole. He made himself a nest.

Just having the alpha's strong scent so overpowering made the pain ease to an uncomfortable feeling. He kicked his uncomfortable sweats off along with his shirt throwing on one of Kook's large t-shirts to cover him.

He hummed sinking into a deep slumber. He shivered and cuddled closer to the assortment of clothes.

"Baby?"

Namjoon whine turning away from the voice and snuggling into some clothes.

"Nams, baby, what are you doing?" Jungkook chuckled rubbing his back.

Namjoon whined and pulled his hand to the top of his head where Jungkook began to massage his head. He scraped his nails over his sensitive scalp loving how he moaned and pushed against the hand.

"Baby, why are all my clothes on the bed?" He asked sitting on the side.

"Missed you," he replied and Jungkook giggles because his head was resting on a pair of his boxers.

"Okay, Jimin told me you were hurting so he and Hoseok took the pups for a few days?" He asked rubbing the omega's side.

"It hurts everywhere," how started crying again and flipped over reaching for Jungkook, who picked him up and laid him sideways across his lap.

He sniffled pushing his nose against Jungkook's warm neck. "I missed you," he said again.

"Do I need to call Mark?" Jungkook asked.

"No," he whimpered.

"Okay, but if it gets any worse I'm calling him," Jungkook said.

Namjoon scrunched up his face tensing and holding his breath. "O-oh oh-oh-oh," he panted smacking Jungkook's chest lightly.

"What is is baby?" Jungkook askes concerned.

"Its too early, its too early," he said groaning.

"What?" Jungkook asked.

"Contraction," he gritted out.

"Okay, Mark said to time them," Jungkook said excitedly.

"Its too early, its too early," he cried.

Jungkook got the little notebook out writing a time.

Thirty minutes passed before he had another one and it felt like he was being stabbed in his pelvis. The next one happened in ten minutes, the next twenty. No consistency.

"I'm calling Mark," Jungkook barked aggressively holding the phone to his ear. He could smell Namjoon and it made him upset that his omega was in pain.

"Ello~," Mark sang.

"Namjoon's having irregular contractions," he said holding Namjoon close to his chest.

"Are you sure? He's a little early," he said.

"Yes,"

"Bring him in. Maybe I can keep the little pup inside for a few more weeks,"

"No, no, no, no," Namjoon cried and tried to stand back up out of the car. As soon as his bottom hit the seat he shrieked.

"Its okay it's okay," Jungkook said laying the seat back as far as he could helping him sit without too much pain.

The trip to the hospital went quickly.

Mark saw them and said that Namjoon was indeed in active labor.