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ahundredtimesover · 3 years ago

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Oooh can you do a drabble of The Love After Oc giving birth and how Jungkook would be in that moment?❤️ if not it’s okay too, no worries❤️❤️😄

Hi, anon! Jungkook would be alot of things in that moment 😅 but this got softer and more emotional than I expected and I hope you enjoy! 🥰 - This takes place at the end of part 03

Title: The Love After Drabble (04): You’re making more noise than she is and you’re not even the one giving birth || You and Jungkook welcome the little ones

WC: 4,316

Warning: giving birth, kissing

From: The Love After (werewolf!JK x human!reader)

“Are your eyes covered? No peeking.”

Jungkook’s voice is filled with excitement as he guides you from behind towards your little reading room, his hands firmly on your hips.

You’d just come from the pack house to have your weekly prenatal checkup. Given the short gestation period - as werewolf pups grow incredibly fast, thereby cutting the pregnancy period in half - you’ve been advised to get checked regularly to make sure that your body is able to cope.

Going there every Saturday morning has become your routine by now, and it’s not something that you mind, since going to the pack house means you get to visit the gardens surrounding it, and you’ve found that to be very calming.

Jungkook prefers this over you going to the town hospital for the shortened travel period, and he’d rather have you safe in the cabin or close by than risk anything happening, although you doubt anything actually would. He always goes with you, but today, he said he had to work on something, so Taehyung and Mi-Rae were the ones to accompany you.

You came home just a few minutes ago and were greeted with Jungkook’s soft and proud smile, and you knew he’d done something for you again. Not long after getting pregnant, he surprised you with a rocking chair that he built - sturdy and comfortable like you wanted - and placed it out on the porch where you like to spend your time, humming and speaking to the little ones growing inside you.

He’d watch you from the door or from the backyard where he'd be working, smiling to himself at how beautiful you look carrying his children, gazing at your belly with so much fondness and contentment, as if imagining how the rest of their lives are going to be. You’d catch him looking then, and you’d smile back as you sit, finding comfort with every sway of the chair.

“Okay,” he says, reminding you of the present. “You can take a look now.”

You remove your hands from your face, your lips parting immediately at the sight of two exquisitely-made cribs in the room, the dark wood and pastel accents matching beautifully with the cabin’s interior. They look so cozy and comfortable, perfect for the little ones who are due to come in a month’s time.

“Jungkook, these are gorgeous,” you turn towards him, taking his hand as you walk towards his creations, your fingers tracing the details on them - carvings of their names, the moon, the sun, and the flowers.

Your eyes turn glassy once you see the knitted toy dolls that you created for your daughters, sitting on the corner, with small pillows lined up beside them.

“Good,” he lets out a deep breath. “Jimin worked on these with me, and I’m glad you like them.”

“I love them,” you hug him, letting your body fall into the usual comfort of his. “These are so thoughtful and so perfect for them. I mean, they look quite fancy. It’s a shame our kids won’t be using them for long since they’ll grow so fast.”

“Actually, they can be converted into big kid beds,” he says, showing the levers that will allow the barriers to be removed and the base to extend. “And when they get older, I’ll just make them new ones. But these,” he continues, leaning on the cribs, “these will always be used.”

“Because?” You wonder.

“Because we’ll have more babies!”

“Hey, one at a time. Or two, just… not all at once,” you laugh, but Jungkook doesn’t miss the tender smile on your face, and you don’t miss his.

You talked once about having maybe two or three more in the future, and how he’d fix the house to adapt to your growing family. He’d already drawn up the plans to extend it for a play area, and for a second floor to accommodate three more rooms, and you know that’s another surprise he can’t wait to show you.

“I just love how you’re literally creating this home with your bare hands, Jungkook,” you say, as you lean on his shoulder, eyes not moving away from the cribs. “You’re making all these beautiful things for us, making us feel safe. I know they’re gonna be so happy here.”

“Hey,” he turns your face towards him. “We are creating this home with our bare hands. All the things you’ve made - for me, for them - they’re all beautiful, ___.”

He reminds you of the coats and dresses you’ve added to the sets of hats and mittens and shoes that you’ve been knitting for your daughters, even the book collection you’ve curated that you’ll read to them one day. The flowers filling the space with warmth are because of you, and all the other little pieces you’ve put together make this home truly feel like it’s yours.

“And you’re carrying them,” he tells you, cupping your face in his hands. “The fact that you had to physically change so that they would have a home inside you already means the world to me, to us. Don’t ever forget that.”

“I won’t,” you kiss him. “Thank you,” you kiss him again.

He giggles as you go for another one, and he holds you in place so you won’t pull away, so he could deepen it this time.

You find yourselves back in your bedroom not long after, tangled up in bed, his hands gently caressing your belly that’s grown immensely. You tell him about the check-up, that you’re healthy and ready; you tell him how the birth is going to go, as Inha has started preparing you for it, and you have to be the one to calm him down because he’s worried again that something will go wrong.

“I’m capable, Jungkook. And I’m strong for this,” you assure him. “I’ve been barely feeling pain, and they said the birth itself will only hurt a little. Baram says the only thing that I’ll have to worry about is seeing them grow so fast. Like, one day they’re crawling little babies then the next, they’re running around with so much energy.”

“Well, it’s a good thing their parents are werewolves, isn’t it?” He laughs. “Then we can run around with them. We’ll be able to do that for a long time.”

You hum in response. The thought of living a long time used to scare you, knowing that life is still finite, and you will still lose people along the way. But as you lie here with Jungkook, you can’t help but think about the infinite things in this world that’s there for you to enjoy, and the fact that you get to be with him and your little family makes it incredibly special.

Seokjin was right when he told you once, that life is too precious to be spent alone, especially for their kind, who’d been born in this world knowing that there’s someone out there made for them, and you’d wondered sometimes how differently your life would’ve turned out if it hadn’t been you who Jungkook was destined for.

A month flies quickly, and before you know it, your due date is up. It has been tricky, since there’s not much pain that you feel. If it wasn’t for your large belly that you see and cradle everyday - which really doesn’t weigh much - it would’ve been hard for you to believe that you are, indeed, pregnant.

You still have a human body; it still functions and changes as such, but aside from the occasional dizziness and nausea, you don’t feel much of the pain that is expected, including the contractions.

One of the midwives from your town who’s trained to assist in werewolf births has been visiting you every 3 hours for the past 2 days to check on you, and today is when she happily tells you that your daughters will be coming out soon; it’s just a matter of a few hours.

Jungkook and Baram set up your bathtub that’s been prepared and sanitized for your water birth, as it’s the advised mode of delivery for your kind.

Taehyung and Mi-Rae arrive with their own kids, so do Hoseok with your nephews, and Jimin had driven your parents to the cabin, so that everyone could be with you for this special moment.

And to soothe Jungkook, of course.

“It’s one thing to see my daughter give birth to her children, but it’s pretty special, too, to witness one of my students become a father,” your mother tells Jungkook as they both stand by the bathroom door, watching you settle inside the tub.

“I suppose it is,” Jungkook chuckles, thinking back to how awkward it felt for him those first few weeks, getting used to seeing his former teacher regularly in a family setting.

“You were always such a gentle kid,” she continues. “You liked to be by yourself, to just observe others because it let you see who from your classmates needed help. Or if I needed help. You were always the first person to offer it.”

“I… Well, I was told that becoming a Beta meant I had to be responsible, dependable; that to fulfill my role, I had to learn how to care,” Jungkook responds, recalling the words his own father would tell him.

“What a gift to have, then,” your mother smiles. “It’s not easy to do that. I know it definitely wasn’t easy with my daughter. But you showed her what love means at a time when she’d stopped believing in it, Jungkook. She didn’t give up because you didn’t give up on her, and I’ll be eternally grateful for that.”

Her voice cracks, and Jungkook turns to see tears falling from her face. And though it’s not a usual thing he does when it isn’t you, he hugs her.

“It was faith in the Moon at first, and then faith in her,” he turns towards you briefly, earning him a smile from you. “I saw her love your family, and I saw how you love her. Family is different for us; it isn’t like yours, and I’m just as grateful that I get to have that with her. She’s gone through so much but she still loves me and our daughters with all of her.”

“That’s beautiful, son,” she caresses his cheek. “You’re a father now. You’ll know what pain over your child’s own pain would feel like. And you’ll know what joy over their own joy would feel like. You’ll know what I feel at this moment - seeing her happy, seeing her have this family with you, seeing her love life. So thank you, for giving this moment to me.”

Jungkook takes your mother’s words to heart.

Growing up in the pack, he had to take on a role early on; he had to learn to protect others at a young age. He knows he’ll continue doing that, but doing so for his family - it’s a different feeling, especially when your daughters were created not just because it’s required or expected of his kind, but because you both chose to.

He never minded waiting - never minded waiting for you to be ready to bond with him, to love him, to have children with him. He knew that what he feels at this moment - as he looks at you with your eyes closed and a soft smile gracing your face - is beautiful and life-changing because of that, because even if your relationship didn’t start the way most fated mates’ did, it comforts him to know you both chose this, worked for this, fought your own worries for this, let your broken parts heal for this.

“Hey, Kook, come to me,” you say, reaching out your hand for him to hold, and he gushes at the nickname you now fondly call him.

Your mother whispers for him to go ahead, leaving her to savor your moment with Jungkook, as he kneels by the tub and takes your hand, kissing it tenderly, repeatedly.

“You’re doing alright?” He asks.

“I don’t even feel a thing,” you cockily shrug, earning you a chuckle.

“You’re still gonna push them out, you know? And your vagina is still gonna have to stretch out to let those giants come out,” your sister laughs from the other side of the tub where she’s sitting. “That’s gonna require some effort and a bit of pain.”

“Yes, just a bit. I’ve gone through worse; pushing these angels out is nothing,” you state.

“Then what do you need my hand for?” Jungkook teases.

“This is for you, not for me,” you tease back. “The moment I wince or furrow my brows, you’re probably gonna start panicking.”

Jungkook pouts because he knows it’s the truth.

“Can’t help it,” he mumbles.

“I know, and I love you for it,” you smile. “But with these two coming out, I’m gonna need your attention more on them than on me, okay?”

“I’m very much capable of giving my 100% attention to each one of you,” he states, and you playfully roll your eyes in response.

“Oh wow, I didn’t realize you two were this sweet to each other,” Baram laughs. “I mean, I don’t doubt the love but, I don’t think I’ve ever heard Jungkook be this charming and flirty.”

“Are you making fun of my mate?” You playfully kick water on her face, making her laugh and splashing you with it, too.

“No! I’m just saying… Hoseok tells me stories of how Jungkook trains the warrior wolves, how he’s so strict and barely smiles,” Baram defends. “It’s just nice to see him this soft for you.”

You mirror your sister’s smile, knowing what she means. Jungkook is a stern leader and only expects the best from his warriors. Taehyung mentioned how he became stricter since that time you were almost attacked by a bear, and even more since you got pregnant. You know how Jungkook is like when he’s around other people - whether training the wolves, or accompanying Namjoon to trips as the designated protector - he’s usually stoic, serious, focused.

But with you, he’s a ball of softness behind all that muscle - carving wooden toys for your babies, rubbing your belly and talking to them, reading them stories and telling him about his day, making you soup every morning and giving you a bath every night. You can just imagine how he’d be like once your daughters come.

“Well, Hoseok is one of my fiercest warriors, but all focus is lost once he starts talking about you and your kids,” Jungkook says. “He displays all sorts of emotions all at once.”

“It’s our effect on men, you know? My sister and I do that,” Baram laughs, and you all join her.

It’s a tender moment you share, with your mother watching from a distance, elated at the sight of her precious children being there for each other at such an important time like this.

It’s not long after when the midwife alerts you that the babies are ready, prompting Jungkook to stand back to have her take his place. Baram sits next to her, as both of them position you so they could catch each child as they come. It gives Jungkook just a bit of space to hold your hand, but he instructs you to look at him in case it gets tough.

It doesn’t, but you still hold his hand, noticing his wide eyes and bitten lip as he peeks to watch every movement.

“You’re okay? Does it hurt? Do you need me to pull them out? Why aren’t they crying?” He asks repeatedly as he moves about, causing all of you to laugh.

“Jungkook, I need some space!” Baram yells, chuckling.

He whispers his apology, turning to you with a pout at the sound of your sister telling him off.

“You’re making more noise than she is and you’re not even the one giving birth,” she continues. “Look, she’s barely even making a sound.”

On cue, you yelp at a sudden movement, merely feeling the sting of your children trying to come out. You push your muscles to aid them, and it doesn’t take much for you to do that; the stretch of your vagina doesn’t affect you that much, either.

It affects your mate, though, as you see him try to stop himself from asking more questions.

It takes a few more minutes, but they finally make it, and you and Jungkook, who sighs in relief, watch as Baram takes one baby in her arms, checking if she’s healthy before handing her to you. The sliver of sunlight peeks through the windows, gracing the baby’s back as she lays on your chest.

“Hayoon,” Jungkook whispers, enamored by the tiny body in his hold. “Our sunlight.”

You nod and smile, having come up with a set of names prior to today. It was just a matter of assigning which one felt right.

The next baby comes, with Baram handing her over to lay on you as well, next to her sister.

“Hayoon, meet your sister, Eunjoo, our little flower,” you say to the newborns making their home on your chest, their soft cries gradually stopping, as Jungkook kneels next to you with his hand alternating in tenderly stroking their backs.

“And meet your daddy,” you whisper, meeting Jungkook’s eyes. “He’s so in love with you that he’s already crying.”

He giggles and blinks away his tears. It’s just the four of you in the bathroom now, left in your little world of safety and comfort, as you and Jungkook start to get to know your babies and repeatedly whisper just how much you love them.

“They’re so beautiful,” Jungkook says in amazement. “And they have so much hair.”

You laugh at this, savoring the look of pure love on his face, as he can’t seem to take his eyes off them.

You comb through your daughters’ mop of hair, already expecting their features to be prominent this early on, and that Jungkook will be in awe about it, as if he didn’t go through the same thing when he was younger.

He didn’t have many photos as he was growing up, though, you remind yourself, and it’s what you said you’d make sure to work on.

It’s why you had Jimin buy you a Polaroid camera to use for your first family photo, which takes place not long after you and the babies get cleaned up. You knew that Jungkook would want to have a copy in his truck. And his work garage. And his wallet. And the refrigerator. And anywhere else he could think of.

“This is so useful,” he says later that night as you both lay in bed after a long day of celebrating with your family and friends, with Eunjoo and Hayoon peacefully sleeping on the wheeled rocking cribs that Baram lent you, perfect for when the kids are still too small to be left in their own room.

“I could capture anything,” he continues, clicking the button and sneaking a photo of you.

“And what did you capture just now?” You wonder.

“The happiest day of my life.”

“Hmm, it wasn’t the ceremony when we were fated?” You tease.

“I was scared out of my mind that night, don’t you remember?” He laughs. “But back then, I was just living by faith, you know? By the thought that the Moon is never wrong, that she’d never fate me to someone I’m bound to not have or lose. But today - we chose today, we wanted today.”

He raises the photo for both of you to check, and you’re glad you at least look decent with a small smile on your face.

“Today was the birth of our children. The day that my dream came true, making a family with you,” he whispers, turning towards you.

Your cheeks warm at his words. Jungkook has gotten more emotional and expressive the past months, something you voice out. You love it, you revel in it; you’re just not used to it. For a while, he spoke to you with his looks, his smile, with the things he’d make and do.

But now, he’s getting more comfortable telling you with words.

“Amma told me once that I’ve spent much of my life keeping my own thoughts and feelings to myself, and that in doing so, I unintentionally kept people out, and just let life pass me by because I wasn’t sharing enough of myself to others,” he explains.

“I realized that was kind of a selfish thing to do, you know? And lonely, too. And that’s what I learn from you everyday - just feeling things, savoring them, expressing them in words because loving someone means sharing yourself in all the ways you could.”

“Oh, Kook,” you mumble, hugging him tightly, letting him feel the warmth and love you have for him. “I love every part of you that you share and don’t share with me. We’re mates; I could feel those either way.”

“I know, but this is what makes us human, isn’t it? This is what makes us more than just two people who were fated to keep this town and our species survive,” he responds.

“I’m a Beta, ___. I need to be strong for our people, I need to be strict and unfeeling when I train our warriors, I need to be dependable and protective but here, with you, I can feel. I can be vulnerable and scared. I can want things, and I can be happy because I can have them.”

“Where is all this coming from?” You ask, teary-eyed now from all that he’s bearing to you.

“I’ve been reading your books,” he shyly smiles. “I read them when I’m at work sometimes, or when I’m away for a trip. It makes me feel close to you. And I guess, that just made me think more, and reflect. I never really did that before, never really thought I had to.”

“I can’t possibly love you more than I do right now,” you say dreamily.

“Oh, I’m a father now. You will love me more than you do right now,” he smirks.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means… that I’ve been speaking with Hoseok and Taehyung and Namjoon, like a father support group or something,” he says, causing you to coo at how these men are finding comfort in each other.

“And they all say the same thing. Being caring and soft for the kids somehow makes you women, uh, more into us in a lot of ways.”

His smug face makes you laugh, and while that’s true, the insinuation isn’t lost on you.

“A nurturing personality is sexy, whether you’re a man or a woman, werewolf or human, you know?” You state. “But they’re right. Watch me melt into a puddle once you start changing diapers and cradling them to sleep and teaching them their alphabet.”

“Melt into a puddle? That’s all you’ll do?” He cocks an eyebrow before pulling you in for a long, deep kiss.

“In front of the kids, yes. When they’re tucked in their rooms, definitely something more,” you smirk this time, fingertips grazing his bare chest.

He buries his head in your neck and groans. “I think I’m hard.”

“Jungkook!” You squeal against him to muffle the sound. “Our newborns are sleeping right there.”

“I know, don’t worry,” he giggles, facing you again. “But yes to doing all those things for our kids, and not just because you’ll probably fall more in love with me but because they deserve it,” he continues. “I want them to grow up knowing they’re loved, so they can love their friends, their family, and their future mates the same way.”

“They will,” you assure him. “They’ll learn to love because they'll feel and see it with us, Kook.”

Much of the snow has melted when you decide to bring your daughters out on the porch so they could feel the start of spring. The trees and plants in your backyard are regaining their color, the air is warm enough for them, and the sound of the birds overhead replace your own humming of lullabies.

You’re seated on the outdoor couch, with Eunjoo in your arms and Hayoon in Jungkook’s.

“Okay, so I’m thinking of planting the tree for the treehouse towards the left so they could catch a glimpse of the town from up there,” Jungkook cuts through the silence. “And then a fire pit a little closer to the porch. And I saw this design of a train on a track that we could maybe put near the patches.”

“A train? Jungkook, they’ll outgrow it,” you laugh.

“No one outgrows a train, ___,” he says, matter-of-factly. “Plus, any of the other kids could come over and play. This could be the designated hangout place for all our children.”

“Hmm, that’s a nice idea,” you smile, imagining life with your friends and family out here.

Growing up, your parents would host all your gatherings, and you have so many wonderful memories of playing in your garden and enjoying your grandfather’s pies. You have all his recipes in a notebook he left for you, and excitement fills you at the thought that your daughters will have those experiences, too.

“We’ll create so many wonderful memories for our children here, Jungkook. I can’t wait to have those with them,” you gush, leaning on his shoulder.

Jungkook smiles, thinking back to the day he came out here and built the cabin meant for him, meant to shut the world out because he’d been too hurt to let people in. He never imagined he’d keep expanding it, redesigning it, and opening it up to share it with others.

That’s what love does, he thinks, smiling to himself.

“We will, ___,” he kisses your forehead and caresses your daughters’ soft cheeks. “We’ll have a lifetime out here.”

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