Helping [PART ONE OF THE HELPING SERIES]

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Jimin and Taehyung went to the concert and I was left alone with Jungkook and a makeup noona. I was writing thank you cards to the people invited to the baby shower and the concert being aired on TV when I felt something pop and my pants feel wet.

I frowned and looked down to see the inside of my thighs growing darker and darker.

A gasp came out of me when I realized what it was and seconds later, I felt the pains.

"Shit!"

"What is it?" The noona asked.

"These pups are coming. Now."
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Namjoon's POV:

It was the end of the concert and we went backstage for the last time when we saw Taehyung and Jimin's panicked faces, Jimin's phone to his ear.

"What is it?" Hoseok asked.

"Jin hyung is going into labor," they said quickly, my eyes popping out of my head.

I grabbed the phone from Jimin and pressed it to my ear. On the other end, I could hear a noona trying to comfort an obviously pained Jin. My mate was whining and whimpering and I could feel how much pain he was going through by the intense stinging in the back of my neck I had been feeling for a little bit.

"Where are you?" I demanded.

"We're on the way to the hospital," Jungkook replied nervously. "Hyung's freaking out and even I can smell him."

"Oh shit, I'm on my way. Tell the doctors that I'm coming if you get there before me."

"Okay."

I handed the phone back and raced off to change and get into a car, Yoongi pushing me to the passenger seat. 
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I raced into the delivery wing, not even giving a fuck about my face being shown off to the world.

"Which room is Kim Seokjin in?" I asked the receptionist quickly.

"Who are you to the patient?"

"I'm his mate, he's having my pups, where is he?"

"Room 120. He hasn't gotten here yet, but the driver called ahead."

I nodded and waited in the lobby for my mate. I heard whispers tossed my way as I tapped my foot against the tile. I was staring at the set of doors intently and finally saw three people burst in, two wearing masks and the noona not.

"Jinnie," I said, running over and wrapping an arm around his waist and holding his hand as doctors led us to a room.

Jin was changed into a hospital gown and laid down, cords attached to him. Sweat was already glistening on his skin and pain was scrunched up on his face. Pain meds were injected and his whines turned into quiet whimpers, still holding my hand in a death grip. I peppered his face with kisses, trying to soothe my omega as we waited for the doctor to come in and help with our pups.

At last, the door opened and Jin was still crying in pain.

"Alright, are you two ready to be parents?" He asked, smiling at the both of us.

"JUST GET THESE FUCKING KIDS OUT OF ME!" Jin shouted, scent spiking in distress.

The pups are here!!!