Faith

Epilogue

So, uh...I thought I posted it like months ago. No one said anything, and I just found it in my drafts as I was looking for an idea I had a while back. So, I'm going to post the Faith Epilogue. Don't kill me. In my defense, I blame my newborn child ._.

You groaned as another contraction rippled through you, banging your head against the lumpy hospital pillow in frustration. You were trying your best to hold on since Namjoon would be here any moment, but it was getting harder to do. Small hands wrapped themselves around one of yours, squeezing them comfortingly.

"This is why you should have married my daughter instead. She would never have made you wait this long." Namjoon's mother says playfully, though her eyes are filled with concern.

"He'll be here, Mom. You know how New York traffic is. How's Faith?"

"She's fine. Keeps asking about you, but Kyungmin is keeping her well occupied in the waiting room. She's watching cartoons on her tablet and one of the nurses gave her some "paperwork" to fill out for you because she wanted to help."

"That's my girl."

The doctor at your feet snaps her gloves off and writes a few things down on her chart before turning to you with a smile.

"Alright, we are at a nine. Just about showtime. How are you feeling?"

"Like I'm going to beat my giant husband to death for putting his giant child inside of me."

"Is now a good time to mention Namjoon was ten pounds when he was born?" Mom chuckles dryly, patting your hand in comfort.

Oh, Jesus Christ. Of course he was.

"The epidural still working for you?" The doctor asked as a nurse took your vitals.

"For the most part. It's not as painful as it was, but it's still no walk in the park."

"That sounds okay then. I don't want you so out of it pushing is difficult. I'll give you about five more minutes until I check again. Once we're at ten, it's time to push."

You nod, deciding not to tell her that you felt like you could probably push at any moment. You needed to wait for your husband.

You stroke your massive stomach comfortingly as you wait, feeling little ripples as your body prepared itself. You were so much bigger with this one than you were with Faith. Frankly, you were terrified to see what your stomach was going to look like after this one was out. Still, it was worth it. It was all worth it.

You and Namjoon had married in the courthouse as soon as the paperwork was finished, with his family and your brother Alan as witnesses. The both of you had decided that although he could afford it, you didn't want some huge event and have to wait to get married, so a quick thing like that was perfect. So naturally, when he had to go back to New York, you and Faith had gone with him. He sold the fancy apartment he'd been using and got you guys an actual house. You were a little frightened by what was going on in that head of his that made him think you guys needed eight bedrooms, however.

His parents followed soon after, deciding that New York was too far away when they had Faith to spoil and soon another one on the way. Namjoon's sister was still in California, but she was talking about moving here too.

You had enjoyed your time working in daycare enough that you were now taking online classes to get an education degree. You were thinking that maybe you'd teach elementary school or something. Whatever you ended up doing, it was still more than you'd ever hoped to be able to do before.