Kitty Comfort

Chapter 45: "Min Yoongi...you are not allowed in my bed for a month!"

    "I feel like a whale." I complained as I flopped down on the couch.  Yoongi let out a snort at my  words as he was busy writing in his notebook.  He had been working more as I was no longer working as I had been put on "bedrest" after the incident and finding out that I was pregnant.  The doctors were super cautious as hybrid-human pregnancies were becoming more common, but still were not a mainstream occurrence.  I was nervous.  Hybrids were usually created in labs and it wasn't extremely common for them to be born from other hybrids either unless they were made for breeding...I'm pretty sure Yoongi was not made for breeding. 

    "You look beautiful."  Yoongi told me without looking up from his notebook.  This time it was my turn to snort out a laugh.  

     "You're funny."  I joked.  "I'm ready for this baby to be out so I don't feel like I have to pee every thirty minutes...which reminds me.  Can you help me up, please."  I whined cutely at him.  He looked up from his notebook paper to see me grinning at him, trying to be cute.

    "You're lucky I love you so much."  he replied as he set his notebook and pen down before walking across the living room and helping me up from the couch.  I pecked him on the check before waddling off towards the bathroom.  I was in the 3rd trimester now...and I knew that giving birth any day now was a chance.  I was terrified and excited at the same time.  They were having some troubles with some of the machines and seeing the baby since its a hybrid mix and they aren't sure what it should look like...so fingers were crossed that everything was okay.  Also with the amount of stress my body has been under I was now only leaving the house to go to the doctor and no other reason.  I was getting bored and irritated about not being able to do anything.  

     I came back from the bathroom and let out a hiss as I felt a contraction hit me.  It was totally uncommon.  I had been getting Hicks contractions (fake contractions) for over a week now.  The first time I started getting them really freaked Yoongi out.  They still put him on edge.   A few minutes the pain passed and I let out a shaky breath as I had been bracing myself on the counter.  I had a pretty high pain tolerance, but they still hurt like a bitch.  I took a minute to recover before continuing with my task of making myself some Mac N Cheese.  I was boiling the water when I got another contraction.  I did the same thing I had done with the previous one and didn't think too much about it until the third one hit me.  This is when I got my phone out and started timing.  I didn't want to freak Yoongi out or get his hopes up if it was nothing.  I knew that once contractions started becoming 10 minutes apart that I needed to go into the hospital.  I started a stopwatch on my phone and every time that I got a contraction I counted it as a "lap" so I could see the time differences...they were becoming closer and closer to 10 minutes...I turned to try and head towards the living room when a shiver went up my spine...and fluid when down my legs...onto the floor.  The shorts that I had been wearing were soaked through.  I felt like gagging, but I knew it was now or never in leaving.

     "Yoongi!"  I yelled from the kitchen as I stood in a little puddle.  Yoongi came running in only to nearly run into me in shock. 

    "What happened?  Are you okay? What's that? Oh my god!"  he rapid fired as he took in what was happening.

    "Grab the go-bag.  We need to go to the hospital...now!"  I exclaimed.  He seemed to snap into action as he darted out of the living room.  I managed to waddled my way into my room as Yoongi was frantically getting stuff together as I changed my clothes and put a pad on in hopes of things not leaking everywhere.  I felt gross...but also at this point I didn't really care.  I got changed and by the time I was heading back towards the door to get my shoes and coat Yoongi was already waiting with my coat in hand.    I slid on a pair shoes and let him help me put on and zip up my coat.  I felt like a child.  I could have laughed if another contraction didn't hit me...feeling 10x worse than the one before.  Yoongi must have saw the pain on my face because he wrapped his arm around my waist and led me slowly outside with the duffle bag in the other hand.  I looked at the duffel bag and couldn't help but smile a little.  It was the duffel bag that Yoongi had come with when I first pick him up from the shelter.   I let out a low groan as I got into the car and we began to drive.

    "Please hurry."  I hissed as I had my eyes closed in pain.  It was getting more consistent now.  

"I will.  Just hold one.  We'll be there soon.  Just breath."  he tried to soothe only for me to narrow my eyes at him and he shut his mouth.  We got to the hospital and as soon as the nurses saw me they recognized me as I had come in many times in the past six months.   I don't remember much as everything began to blur together.  I was whisked away in a wheelchair up to a room and they started hooking me up to lots of monitors and doing lots of tests.  Constantly asking me questions.  At one point they started me on some sort of pain medication at I couldn't have been more grateful.  I was just tired and in pain as I was laying in labor in my hospital bed.  Yoongi was sitting in the chair next to me.  His hand was still holding mine, but he had passed out in the chair.  I wish I could sleep like him.  

    Doctors and nurses were bustling around now and Yoongi was still sleeping.   It was at this point when things really got moving.   Yoongi woke up when I let out cry of pain.  His eyes snapped over and he looked at me, alert and concern.  

  "Its time to push."  encouraged one of the nurses.  I nodded out a shaky breath.  Yoongi's hand was now being crushed in mine.   I was pretty much yelling out in pain and effort everytime I had to push.

"Min Yoongi...you are not allowed in my bed for a month!" I yelled out as I basically broke his hand.  

    "Okay, okay.  You doing great.  I won't come in your bed.  Just keep pushing."  he encouraged.   I could tell that even though his words were encouraging he was terrified right now.  Suddenly it was all over.  One final push and suddenly all of the doctors and nurses were rushing around.  I saw a blurry messy bundle suddenly being whisked away.  I looked on after them as my baby was rushed out of the room.  Yoongi and I both looked at eachother in shock, confusion, and concern.    

    "Doctor.  She's still bleeding."  said one of the nurses who was tending to me.  I felt myself beginning to grow dizzy. 

    "Sir, we're going to need you to step out of the room until we stabilize your wife."  said one of the nurses.  Yoongi didn't bother to correct her.

    "Yoongi,  go...go find the baby.  Make sure the baby is okay."  I told him tiredly.  "Ah!"  I let out a cry as I felt a sharp pain shoot through me.

"Doctor!  Hurry!  There is another one!"  exclaimed one of the nurses.  Everything broke into chaos.  Yoongi was practically pushed out of the room as more people rushed in.  I lost sight of him as waved of pain washed over me.  This time a loud cry sounded through the room as the baby was delivered.  I didn't get to see anymore than a glimpse before the second baby was also taken away.

    "What?  Where...What's happening?"  I asked tired and confused.

"Shhh, you need to rest.  You're having some extra bleeding, but it may be because of you having twins and that they have hybrid blood in them...we want to check over the babies to make sure that they are healthy.  Now rest, (y/n)"  soothed one of the nurses.  I didn't want to, but my body was telling me otherwise.  

    "Please make sure they are okay."  I whispered before I fell asleep.