Last Resort - KTH BTS FanFic - ***Completed

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*Week 11*

"My back is killing me," Frankie complained, setting down the one small bag Taehyung had allowed her to carry, sighing deeply and stretching as she stepped into her apartment.

"It's a long flight," Taehyung agreed, "Are you hungry?"

"Just tired," she shook her head, "I haven't had much of an appetite today." She flopped down on the couch, groaning at the ache in her lower spine, "I could use some water, though. In the fridge?"

Taehyung grabbed a bottle for each of them, handing her one and opening his own to take a few gulps. He didn't sit down, instead holding his hand out for Frankie to take. She did so without question, following him tiredly to the bedroom and allowing him to help her dress in comfortable pyjamas. They did their nightly routine, brushing their teeth, washing their faces, and applying their skincare, joking lightly and sharing a few innocent kisses as they did. They were both too tired even for sex, content to snuggle into Frankie's comfortable bed and wrap their arms around one another until they fell happily asleep.

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A/N: CW/TW: Pregnancy loss, detailed.

Pain.

Burning fire erupted in the small of Frankie's back, making her jolt upright in bed and scream out, just as a stabbing in her stomach stole her breath away. Taehyung sat up as she gripped his knee painfully, another flare of pain hitting her and making her double over. She felt wetness seep down her thighs, embarrassed that the pain had made her pee the bed.

"I peed," she gritted through her teeth, "I need to change."

"Let's call Dr. Choi first," Taehyung told her, worry evident in his voice.

"Aah! Shit!' Frankie tensed in pain again, "Hep me get to the bathroom, and then you can call him."

Taehyung pulled the covers back, readying himself to help her out of bed. His eyes went wide, his hand shooting up and trembling over his lips as he gasped. Before she could look down, he cupped her face gently but sternly in is hands, forcing her eyes to his.

"Don't look," his voice was frightened and shaky, "Just stay here. Let's just stay here while I call the doctor."

"Tae?" she saw the look in his eyes, making her heart pound, "What's wrong? What's going on?"

"It's okay," he forced his voice to be calm for her, "Everything is fine."

He kept one hand on her face, turning to grab his phone from the nightstand while he shuddered out a breath. Frankie felt another gush of wetness flow from between her legs, whimpering in embarrassment as she looked down.

Blood.

There was blood everywhere.

Why? What was happening?

"Tae?" Frankie called out, just before falling back to the pillow unconscious.

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"I'm very sorry," Dr. Choi had his hand on Taehyung's shoulder, avoiding the sad look in his eyes as he explained, "There was nothing I could do. It's very common at this stage in the pregnancy, although the blood loss was more extreme in her case. I was able to give her a transfusion, but it's likely the baby was lost a week ago and her body was just now reacting."

"Thank you," Taehyung replied, his voice lost of emotion.

"T-Tae?" Frankie asked weakly, her voice hoarse as she woke up, "What's going? Where are we?"

Taehyung rushed from Dr. Choi to her side, bending onto his knees so he could be face-to-face with her. He found her hand, the one he had held when she was still asleep, and held it to his lips briefly. He breathed deep, pushing his own sadness to the side, so he could be strong for his love. She would need him, and he had his brothers to help him when he couldn't be strong enough.