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Birth (Jungkook×Y/N)

A/n:
Okie so I decided to start mixing some doctor imagines in here as well... So I hope you enjoy it... Also, mention of vomit...

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Flashback
(Y/n p.o.v)

I woke up and got ready for the day. It was like any other normal day. I started getting dressed when out of the blue a wave of nausea hits me. And the next thing I know I'm on my knees on the ground hunched over the toilet discarding all of my dinner and midnight snacks. The next thing I know is I feel my hair being held back. "Hey, babe you alright?" My loving husband of 3 years Jungkook asks me. I just let out a sigh of anger and frustration as I feel myself come to an end with the vomiting. "Here let's get you in bed and I'll take your temp yah," Jungkook says. I nod and let him guide me to the bed where he gently laid me down.

Five minutes later he came back with the thermometer and told me to open my mouth. So I obliged and opened. After a few short seconds, the machine beeped. "Well, it doesn't look like you have a fever. Do you still feel nauseous babe?" He asked. I nod a little starting to feel that same twisting sensation. "Ok well, I don't want you going to work today. And I'll call my boss and tell him I cant-" I cut him off by saying. "No, you need to go to work and save lives," I say as I hold his hand. I mean it's nothing I couldn't handle a little vomit. Probably just a stomach bug. "Are you sure?" He asks. I give him a firm nod.

I was in bed all comfy in fluffy blankets. Jungkook left about an hour ago. He texts me what feels like every 20 minutes to see if I'm alright. And I always answer with a 'yes I'm alright never better...' And he just says I love you and I say it back. As I was scrolling through Instagram I got an incoming call. When I looked up I seen it was mine and Jungkook's closest friend Namjoon.

(Y-y/n, N-Namjoon)

Y- hey joonie what's up?

N- hey as I heard you weren't feeling well. Just calling to check up on you.

Y- did jungkook put you up to this?

N- maybe...

Y- I swear that man worries too much.
I let myself laugh.

N- eh. So what's been going on why so sick?

Y- well I was vomiting this morning. I am getting hungrier and hungrier and it looks like I'm gaining weight.

Num... Y/n...

Y- what??

N- those are signs of pregnancy.

Y- shit... Your right now that I think about it. I'll pick up a test at the store. Whatever you don't mean DON'T tells jungkook about our conversation.

N- okieee. Make sure you let me know.

So with that, I hung up after giving a quick thanks and left the house got in my car, and drove to CVS. When I got there I looked at all the options of tests. I wanted one cheap one and one not so cheap one so then I could make sure there were no false positives. I quickly cash out and go back to my car. Do I want a baby? I mean I have a steady job a steady relationship with my husband. We own a house and a car. So I mean I guess. We were talking about having kids but I just never could overcome the crap out. Birth. I quickly get home and run to the bathroom. I have been needing to pee for the longest anyways so it was perfect.

After 10 minutes of the long-ass waiting game, my phone finally buzzed. I got up and looked at the tests. Both showed positive. At that moment I put one hand on my belly and looked down. I couldn't believe it I'm gonna be a mom. And jungkook is gonna be a dad. I let a few happy tears trickle down my face.

After a few minutes to cope I go into my room and grab my phone and dial Namjoons number.

N- hey Y/n what's up?

Y- Joonie I'm pregnant!!

N- OMG!!!!

Y- YES REALLY!!!

N- CONGRATULATIONS!!! Alright look girly I'll see you tonight. Byeee.

Y- byeee.

End of flashback

8 months later
(Y/n p.o.v)

I woke up to a wet feeling in between my legs followed by a sharp stabbing pain in my stomach. "Jungkook..." I say threw my gritting teeth. He instantly shoots up like he wasn't asleep at all and looks at me. "Babe what's wrong is it the baby?" He asks growing concerned. All I could is nod. Right as another contraction hit I yelped in pain. "Alright jaighya(don't judge plz I don't know how to spell it I'm sorry) let's get you to the hospital." He says getting up and getting ready to leave. He grabbed our bags and packed the car while I got ready despised all of his complaints of me walking around while in labor.

As we arrived at the hospital we were met in the hospital parking lot by Namjoon and a few nurses wheeling a wheelchair for me to sit in. They helped me into the chair and rushed into the hospital. We got into a delivery room with peach-colored walls and white marble-like floors an incubator (I think) and a whole bunch of machines. They lay me down on the bed in the middle of the room while Namjoon talks to jk about some of the stuff that's about to go down and while the nurses hook me up to monitors and crap. Meanwhile, being over here feeling like a truck is about to rip through ma hoohaa. "Alright, Y/n I'm gonna cheek how dilated you are and if you ready to push or not," Namjoon says. I don't mind cause he has been my doctor since the beginning of the pregnancy and he has seen it all. So I hold onto jk's hand as he is whispering sweet nothing's into my ear. While all I'm thinking about and this might come at random but God damn can I settle for some fried chicken. Anyhoo... "Ok Y/n your 7 centimeters dilated only 3 more centimeters and then you can start pushing ok?" He asks. I nod and go back to daydreaming when all of a sudden I feel a sharp ass pain flow through the birthing canal. "SHIT NAMJOON IT FUCKING HURTS!!" I yell out. "Shh babe it's ok. It's ok. That's just your body getting ready to deliver." Jk says. "Beats you to say I'm the one pushing a baby through my vag!!" I bark back.

After 5 minutes of pure hell and torture and me yelling at everyone, I was finally able to push. "Ok Y/n on 3 I want you to squeeze the crap outta jk's hand and push okay. 1... 2... 3! Push Y/n push!" Namjoon yells. With that, I instantly take jk's hand and squeeze as I push. Honestly, the pushing part was a few lighting crotches here and there but that was it.

About 10 pushes later and a sweaty jungkook. I hear what almost sounds like music to my ears. A baby's cry. "Congratulations Y/n you delivered a beautiful baby girl," Namjoon says as he places the baby onto my chest. I take the baby and she immediately latches into my boob. Well, she got that one from her father if you ask me. "She's beautiful just like her mommy." Jk coos. "You did amazing sweety," Jk says and then pecks me on the lips. We sit in a comfortable silence watching our daughter eat.

"Delilah Rane Jeon," I say. He nods. "I love that name. Welcome to the family baby Delilah."

A/n:
Okay... So I wanted to add something cute and fun and since I'm about to be a sibling AGAIN I decided to make a chapter about babies or a baby. So yee. I hope you guys liked it if you did please vote. And if you want to request feel free. Okie see you! 💜