Love In A New Form (1st Book)(COMPLETE)

(Chapter Two) It's Not Like He Can Get Pregnant (V)

Warning: Some graphic violence in the middle of the chapter. If you cannot handle it, then feel free to skip it. I will place a * at the beginning and end. 

I purple you -- Rei. 💜

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"Move!"

"Out of the way!"

"Tae! Are you okay?"

"Taehyung!"

Taehyung gazed down at his hands and into Min-Seo's brown eyes. Her lips moved frantically, but no sound came out. Her face twisted in concern; brows furrowed, cheeks tinted red, and glasses slid down her nose bridge as she tried to coerce words out of her brother.

Eyes wide, Taehyung stared at his hands and noticed the smell of blood in the air; gasping, he realized his hands were covered, under his fingernails, extending up to his forearms, and his scrubs were covered in blood. His breath quickened as he turned his head to the side. He saw a patient lying on the ground, unconscious and bleeding profusely from a deep gash in their abdomen. Ye-Ri came running with two wet towels, and both women tried to scrub the blood off his skin. Taehyung was on his knees, hands extended towards him as his sisters furiously scrubbed his tan skin.

"Oh, Tae, we're so sorry," Ji-Yoo muttered. Her eyes were wet with tears, and the older woman crouched down to run her fingers through his bangs. Taehyung stared over her shoulder and saw a heavily pregnant woman lying unconscious in the waiting room, blood surrounding her body. His mother screamed into her cell phone, begging an ambulance to take the woman to a nearby hospital.

Taehyung felt a wave of helplessness and panic crash over him, his mind unable to process the chaos around him. The weight of the blood on his hands seemed to anchor him to the ground, rendering him motionless as his sisters desperately tried to clean him. His heart pounded in his chest, each beat echoing the urgency and fear that gripped his entire being.

"Taehyung, can you hear us?" Min-Seo asked.

"Please, baby, say something," Ji-Yoo begged.

"Tae? Taehyung, are you okay?" Ye-Ri gazed into his eyes. The brunette tried to speak but lurched forward and vomited on Min-Seo's lap. The older female looked up at the ceiling and touched her brother's back, trying to control her gag reflex.

After emptying all of his stomach, Taehyung fell to the side into Ji-Yoo's arms. She continued to call his name, but he refused to stir. 

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"Hey, sweetie, how are you feeling?"

Taehyung wiped his face with a cold towel. Turning, Taehyung smiled as Seo-Hyeon walked into the small break room with a bottle of water and a banana. His eyes were filled with concern, and his brows furrowed slightly. He tried to offer a reassuring smile but couldn't hide the worry etched on his face. In addition to clammy skin and aching joints, his bangs and loose chestnut hair were stuck to his forehead and cheeks.

Despite his obvious discomfort, Taehyung straightened up and forced a bright smile, hoping to appear more energetic. He took a deep breath and said, "I'm just tired, that's all," while accepting the water and banana from Seo-Hyeon. His voice was steady, but the slight tremor in his hands betrayed his true condition.

"What happened?"

As she reflected on the events of the day, Seo-Hyeon frowned.

*...5 hours earlier...*

Taehyung was his usual happy self, smiling and winking at all the pregnant women in the clinic. He left behind giggles and squeals. He was on call to deliver two sets of twins, two boys, and a girl. His confidence and skill in managing multiple deliveries was well-known among the staff. Taehyung had a knack for maintaining calm and efficiency, even in the most hectic situations. His expertise ensured that both mothers and babies were in the most capable hands possible. However, as he left the waiting room, a woman rushed inside the clinic, wielding a knife. She screamed in pain, holding her large belly.