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Three Years Passed - Namjoon

"Kim Namjoon you little shit." I said as I rocked myself in the spot while leaning myself against the couch with my arms as pain shot through my abdomen, causing mass groaning from my voice.

"Let's get you to the hospital ok? On the way you can call me all the names you want." Namjoon told me as he threw the hospital bag over his shoulder and offered his hand for his pregnant wife to take so that he could offer some assistance.

I groaned as I grasped his hand and allowed him to escort me all the way to the car while I rubbed my stomach which was very huge and very ready to release the small human that had been incubating in there for so long. As we got into the car, Namjoon strapped both mine and is seatbelts in before he drove to the hospital with care.

Usually he was a very fast driver, but I'm guessing that this time he didn't want to take any chances, let alone risks that could harm his newborn child or the mother carrying it.

"Take your mind off things," Namjoon encouraged as he turned left, seeing my face in discomfort, "tell me how much you hate me."

Even though I knew he was joking I just couldn't laugh. I laughed on the inside. My face was too busy cringing over the discomfort as we arrived at the hospital.

"I hate you so much it burns," I growled at him with a half hearted grin on my lips before I squealed and grabbed hold of my stomach while throwing my head back and crying as I felt the contractions worsen.

Namjoon nodded before jumping out of the car once it was parked and running to my side with the hospital bag strapped to him as he helped me out of the car and proceeded to move me to the wheelchair that was sitting with a nurse who stood expecting our arrival.

"Hello Mrs Kim. Let's go and give birth!" She cheered as she helped me into the chair before she wheeled me into the hospital, Namjoon following close behind us as his face was a mixture of a few emotions at once.

"You say it like it's going to be so easy. How about I put you through that wall and then-"

"WHOA! Hold up, that's enough now! No threats to the nurses, only to me." Namjoon said to me as he saw the nurses eyes widen in shock.

Namjoon looked like he was either going to burst from excitement or throw up from the amount of nerves that were filling his being. Meanwhile, I was threatening to put a nurse through the wall.

It's always good to see where my priorities lie.

I was taken through to the delivery room where I was moved into a delivery bed as I was indeed, well and truel, going into labour with Namjoon's first child.

He was taken away to get changed into the protective clothes that he had to wear during the labour, while I was stripped and placed into a hospital gown before I was lowered down onto the bed once more. My heart beating rapidly on my chest as I felt things start to shift.

Namjoon was quick to be back in the room and by my side with my hand grasped in his own as he used his other hand to stroke my face and remove whispered of hair from my skin as my forehead gently lined with sweat as the atmosphere around me began to feel claustrophobic.

"Do you want me to give you space?" Namjoon asked as he went to let go of my hand, only to be shocked when I grasped into him desperately and looked deeply into his eyes as my tears lined my eyes as I tried to speak through the pain.

"Don't ever leave me. You can't leave me alone. Don't go." I pleaded with him, delirious because of the mixture of numbing agents and pain. Namjoon's expression softened as he looked down at me before returning to my side with a tight grasp to my hand.

"I'll never leave you."