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Great, Just Great :

Namjoon stands when a doctor enters the waiting room, "Family of Min Yoongi?"

He walks over to her, "Is he okay? Is the baby okay?"

"Mr. Min is fine, the baby is too. We got the labor contractions stopped and we managed to stop the bleeding. Are you the baby's father?"

"Yes, I am."

"Okay, Mr. Min experienced placenta previa, which is very rare and can cause preterm labor. Your baby may be born prematurely."

"What caused prenatal previa? Do you know?" Namjoon asks, crossing his arms under his arm pits and slightly panicking.

"When he fell, the placenta managed to move and cover the opening of the cervix. Now when it comes time for him to deliver, it could be very dangerous and he could hemmorage."

"What can you do to treat it?" Namjoon asks, nervous for his daughter's health and for Yoongi's.

"Lots of bed rest, limited activity, and we're writing him a prescription of antibiotics to reduce the swelling," she sighs, "with this happening, he won't be able to deliver naturally without bleeding out. He must have a caesarean."

"Is he going to have it today?"

"Probably not. We'll keep him over night and make sure the contractions don't start back up again. They could start up any moment and he'll officially be in labor. Until then, he needs to be stress free, in bed, and no lifting, no walking long distances, no activities. If we can get him to stay on bed rest for another week, that way he's thirty-seven weeks and in the clear of preterm labor, everything will be okay."

Namjoon nods, "I'll make sure he won't do anything."

"You will do no such thing," Jimin snaps, walking up to him. He looks at the doctor, "Doctor, I'm a nursing student in the OBGYN field and I've helped Mr. Min throughout his pregnancy. I'll make sure he stays on bed rest and doesn't do anything to stress himself or the baby out."

"Excellent, he's staying here over night for tonight, and if he lives by himself I suggest moving him in with someone. Until he has the baby at least."

"He's going to have to have a caesarean isn't he?" Jimin asks, pushing Namjoon out of the way and focusing on the doctor.

"Yes, now I must go and attend other patients. He's asleep now, but you can go in and see him. One at a time."

The doctor walks away and turns to Namjoon immediately, "Both of you leave."

"I'm not going anywhere," Namjoon snorts, crossing his arms and towering over Jimin.

"Did I fucking stutter? Leave. Or I'm dragging you out by your damn ear," Jimin snaps, puffing his chest up and stares Namjoon in the eye. Kind of hard when he was a couple inches shorter.

Namjoon grits his teeth, "Fine, call me when if anything new happens."

He turns, taking Seokjin's hand in his own and the two of them leave. Before Seokjin leaves behind Namjoon, he stops and looks at Jimin teary eyed, "Jiminie, please tell Yoongi I'm very, very sorry."

Jimin's jaw sets and he just glares at his hyungs until they finally disappear. Jungkook and Taehyung were at the door, watching. Taehyung grabs Jimin's hand and pulls him to his chest, kissing the top of his head, "Are you going to see him?"

"Yeah, will you guys call his mom? I don't think they did because they're pussies and know she'll kill them both," he snarls.

"I'll call her baby," Jungkook says, pulling out his phone, "I'll call Hobi too. Go see him."