Double update - read part one first

Mentions of panic attack, abnormal bleedings, hospital, illnesses

Do not read if you're not comfortable!

“Here,” Junghyun smiled as she handed Jaeha a cup of warm green tea. “Drink this.”

“Thank you,” the shaking girl answered as her stiff hands wrapped around the hot cup.

It was six am now, three hours had passed since Youngjae had been taken to the hospital and Jaeha had just recently stopped crying. It had been an eventful week, starting with her boyfriend ignoring her and now with this traumatic awakening. Her body was not shaking anymore, Junghyun had made her swallow sugar water to help with hypoglycemia and they had gone through some relaxing exercises Junghyun had been taught during her yoga classes. Yet, her body was still aching and she was having hard time moving which explained why she was sitting on the sofa still and mute. Her red eyes were puffy from all the crying and was painful and sore.

She knew she was looking pitiful but she didn't care. She was not one to cry when facing hard times, but it had just been too much too fast. If it had happened during the day when she had been perfectly awake then she may have reacted differently but the night didn't soothe her and didn't help keep her cool, quite the contrary in fact.

“You should go back to sleep once you're done drinking,” Junghyun said in a whisper, almost as if she didn't dare to speak too loud in order not to frighten her.

“I'm not sleepy.”

It was lie, she obviously was, but she knew she would never be able to fall asleep with a peaceful mind, not when she still had no idea what had happened to Youngjae and how he was. And her dad had not answer to any of the fifty and more messages she had sent him.

“Do you want me to call Jungkook and tell him to spend the day with you? At least to stay with you until your dad is back?”

“But he has to go to school-”

“Jae,” Junghyun scoffed lightly. “That wouldn't be the first time he skips classes to be with you. Plus if it is me giving him the right to do so, do you think he'll refuse?”

“He won't...”

Junghyun ruffled her hair and stood up, going to the kitchen where her handbag and phone was. Jaeha didn't pay attention to what she said but when she came back by her side and said Jungkook was on his way, Jaeha immediately felt better.

She tried to stand up, stumbled a little but managed to fully stand on her legs with Junghyun's precious help. She dragged her feet to her bedroom and bathroom, took a shower and changed into casual clothes. Right when she came out of her room, she received a message from her dad asking her to come at the hospital and to bring Youngjae a full outfit.

She dashed into her dad's bedroom, took a bag she found hidden at the back of the closet and stuffed random clothes inside. She didn't even pay attention to whether it was really Youngjae's clothes or her dad's; they were used to sharing clothes anyway.

Jaeha wanted to leave the apartment as soon as possible, but Junghyun forced her to wait for Jungkook, claiming it would be safer for him to drive her to the hospital than to let her go alone. And since Jaeha agreed, she impatiently waited for her best-friend to arrive.

The moment he knocked on the door however, she opened and without a word, seized his hand and dragged him away. He asked her what was going on, he called for his mom but Junghyun told him to go, so he followed her, looking at her with round lost puppy eyes.

Youngjae had been driven to the closest hospital, which was thirty minutes away from their home yet, because of the early traffic, they only reached it after fifty long minutes. She didn't speak much during the ride and couldn't help fidgeting on her seat, which somehow worried Jungkook more than anything.

Jaeha tightly held on Jungkook's hand as they walked inside the emergency ward of the huge hospital. It reeked of disinfectant which made them both nauseous so early in the morning. There were children crying, people screaming and complaining. Nurses were running around with medical stuff, exhausted-looking doctors were going from one bed to another, bumping into charts or other people gravitating around them.

They hesitantly approached the reception desk and with a weak voice Jaeha asked to see patient Choi Youngjae. The lady gently smiled at her and told her to go to the first floor instead. The hospital was huge, there were corridors everywhere and even finding the staircases to reach the first floor was a real bother – it felt like an escape room in which they were stuck because they couldn't find the exit.

Once they finally managed to find it, they once again had to find out where Youngjae was. Except the lady behind the desk didn't seem as nice as the other one. When Jaeha politely and shyly said “Excuse me, may I know in which room patient Choi Youngjae is?” the lady sighed loudly and looked up at them with a pissed gaze. She loudly chewed on her chewing-gum and then looked back at her computer.

“Are you family?” she nonchalantly asked.

“I'm his boyfriend's daughter, yes.”

“Well only close relatives can go visit the patient.”

“But I'm family...”

“You're not directly related to the patient, so no, you're not.”

Jaeha frowned and looked at Jungkook who stood next to her, speechless. There was nothing they could do, they simply couldn't visit any room until they found the right one.

“Please,” Jaeha said with a defeat sigh. “Let me see him, tell me in which room he is-”

“You're not family-”

“I'm more family than you are!” Jaeha suddenly snapped.

“Well, yes, but-”

“Jaeha!”

She immediately recognized her dad's voice and turned around to see him coming. The receptionist quickly stood up, her chair almost falling to the ground, and she deeply bowed.

“Dr. Im, I'm sorry-”

Jaebum completely ignored her and motioned to Jaeha and Jungkook to follow him which they did. They crossed a long and perfectly white corridor until they stopped in front of a red door. Room 210.

“I brought the stuff you wanted me to-” Jaeha started but her dad cut her.

“You'll give it to Youngjae yourself,” he smiled, looking much more lively than he had been a few hours ago.

When her dad opened the door, Jungkook let go of her hand and patted her shoulder.

“I'll wait for you in the waiting room downstairs.”

“Kook...”

“Go.”

She unwillingly let him go, pouting as she watched his tall silhouette disappeared at the corner of the corridor.

“Let's get in,” Jaebum said as he put his arm around her shoulders, forcing her inside.

Youngjae was lying on a typical hospital bed, covered with perfect white sheets. Upon seeing her, he smiled and sat up. The sheets fell off his body, revealing the ugly blue hospital gown he was wearing, but Jaeha could also see the catheter placed in the inside of his elbow which made her frown – she really hated anything hospital or medical related. He was pale but looked fine, he didn't seem to be hurting anymore.

“Hi, Jae,” he chuckled.

She left the bag on one of the chairs situated in a corner of the room and awkwardly stood next to the bed, not knowing exactly what to do or to say.

“How are you?” Youngjae asked. “I'm sorry the rescuers woke you up earlier, I told them to be as silent as possible but they didn't listen to me.”

“Shouldn't I be asking that instead? How are you. You're the one in a hospital bed, not me.”

“I'm fine. At least, I'm doing better. Don't worry.”

She thought about answering “I wasn't worrying” but that would certainly be one of her biggest lies ever. She had been and still was dead worried.

“What happened to you?” she then asked.

Her dad sat down on the bed, next to Youngjae, and took his hand. Jaeha watched how they intertwined their fingers, Youngjae's knuckles turning white from her dad's strong hold. Then, they both looked at her with a serious look, meaning they had something serious and important to tell her. And she didn't like it one bit.

She stared back and forth between the two of them, wondering who was going to speak first. Was Youngjae sick? Why else would he need to be taken to the hospital then? There was only sick people around, Youngjae was probably one of them-

“Youngjae is six-month pregnant,” Jaebum announced. His voice was soft and delicate. His speech, as short at it was, was slow and detailed. Jaeha knew this tone, this was the one he used to use when she was younger, when he would try to reason her after she had thrown a fit. This was the same tone he had used when he had told her her father would no longer be living with them after their divorce. This was the tone he only ever used when he wanted to tell her things which could possibly annoy or worst anger her while trying to prevent her from actually throw a bad tantrum.

Like hypnotized by his comforting voice, Jaeha stared at him and at his small wavering smile, mute and frozen. For a matter of seconds, she was a five again, looking at her dad with lost eyes, waiting for him to tell her what she could do now.

“He had abnormal bleeding yesterday and very bad pains in his stomach. He couldn't even sit anymore. Because we feared for the baby's life, we called for the rescuers. After some examinations we found out the bleeding was normal, that there was nothing to worry about, and the pain was just cramps. He'll be free to leave at the end of the day, after one more examination to make sure absolutely everything is perfect,” Jaebum calmly explained.

With that, Jaeha sighed in relief and stumbled back until her knees met with a chair and she let herself fall on it.

“God I'm so exhausted,” she laughed nervously. “I couldn't fall asleep after you left. I don't think I can go to school, I'm so tired.”

“Jae...” Jaebum's relaxed yet tired face suddenly contorted into a deep frown. “Are you alright?”

“I don't think I am. I need sleep,” she admitted.

“Have you listened to what I've just said?” he tentatively asked and stood up, doing a few steps into her direction.

“Yeah, I have. Youngjae is alright.”

“Yeah, and so is the baby-”

She suddenly stood up again and stretched her arms above her head, yawning loudly.

“I'll let you two to rest now,” she said. “I'll go home to sleep.”

“Jaeha...”

“Text me when you're leaving the hospital,” she mumbled, making her way toward the door.

“Jaeha, wait-” Jaebum followed her and grabbed her wrist to prevent her from going any further. “Talk to us, please. Say something.”

She freed herself from his strong grip, bowed her head and left without a word. She met with her best friend in the waiting room and the moment he saw her coming, he asked her how was Youngjae to which she answered by “he's fine” and they left, going back to her home where Junghyun was not anymore – from a text she had sent her son earlier she had gone home. They didn't talk much, Jaeha was too exhausted to do so, and she didn't even bother changing clothes before laying on her bed. Jungkook joined her and she immediately snuggled to his side, looking comfort into his warmth and his presence. Knowing that Youngjae was alright, meaning she didn't have to worry anymore, she was fast asleep in a few seconds.

Happy New Year!!

I wish you all the best for the upcoming year, let it be in health, fortune and family.

May all you wishes come true !

As for this story, I'll really try my best to upload more regularly and to not disapear for months again. 

I really hope you've enjoyed this chapter, it's obviously a turning point for this story, but finally we've reached it: Jaeha knows for the baby!

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