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A week goes by and Yoongi starts noticing the changes in his body. Like, feeling nauseous in the mornings, he never threw up, which was weird. He just wouldn't eat because everything sounded gross and made him sick to his stomach to even think about consuming food. One thing he has an exception for however, is strawberry peanut butter sandwiches.

He locked himself away from everyone, whether in the studio or in his and Jin's room. Jin has resorted to sleeping with Namjoon in his bed, which Hoseok was happy about because he didn't want to give up his bed. Now someone else can be tortured by Namjoon's snores. Yoongi showers when everyone is asleep, to avoid confrontation, and he leaves really early before Jin-hyung even gets up. Only to hide in his studio or at his mom's.

His abdomen has grown hard to the touch, and no trace of abs are left as he stares at the growing abdomen. He glares at it, he knows, but he needs to be sure. The first time he leaves his room is when he has a doctors appointment and everyone nearly had a heart attack after seeing the man that shunned them away for weeks.

Jimin being the closest member to him besides Namjoon, rushes up and hugs him gently. Yoongi tilts his head and whispers in his ear, Jimin nods and smiles. He places a friendly kiss on Yoongi's cheek before skipping past him to go grab their shoes and jackets. Being early March, it was still a bit chilly outside.

"Thought we'd never see you again Yoongs," Taehyung talks around a mouthful of strawberry and banana pancakes, "We've started to think you were a vampire and only came out at night."

Yoongi snorts, "Shut the fuck up nerd."

Jimin hands Yoongi his jacket and shoes, once they were on they were ready to leave until Jin clears his throat. Yoongi turns, facing his hyung who wasn't very happy, "Yes?"

"We need to settle a few things," Jin grits out, obviously not happy about being kicked out of his room for a while now.

"I kind of can't right now-"

"Yes you can," Jin interrupts, "Sit."

"I have a doctors appointment, hyung," Yoongi snaps.

"Bullshit," Jin snaps back, "you're not avoiding this conversation Yoongi! We need to talk about your behavior-"

"I have an appointment to see if I'm pregnant. Alright?" Yoongi took his turn this time to interrupt his hyung, glaring, "We will talk about my 'behavior' when I get back."

He turns on his heel, Jimin following suit and leaving everyone to stare in shock at the leaving pair. Especially Namjoon. Hoseok sets his fork down, "Okay, what the fuck just happened!?"

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"And there's your baby," the technician coos as she holds the transducer still and takes multiple photos, "Seems to me you're almost eight weeks."

"Awwwww Hyung! It's so cute!" Jimin coos and smiles, "It looks like a little bean with a large bulb for a head. Two months already, that's incredible!"

"Now are you the daddy?" The technician smiles as she handed the manila envelope to Jimin with his friend's records and photos of the baby.

Jimin laughs, "Oh god no! I'm not daddy material," Jimin looks to Yoongi, "But you are. Too bad we're really good friends and I've got two boyfriends at home."

"Yeah well me and Namjoon were good friends and now look at us," Yoongi sighs, looking down at his stomach as he wipes off the goo, "So, what are some things I need to know about?"

"Oh, don't worry hyung," Jimin helps his elder out of the bed and adjusts him, "This is my field remember?"

"Right, um," he turns and bows to the doctor, "Thank you."

"Come back in six weeks!"

As they leave, Jimin was forced to stop for a large strawberry blueberry slushie Yoongi oh so desperately needed. On the way home though, he starts looking a little green, "Hyung? Are you okay?"

"Nope," Yoongi replies just in time before turning and vomiting in a potted tree they stopped by.

Jimin pouts, rubbing his back, "This baby is mean. He made you crave that and yet you can't even drink it."

Yoongi growls, wiping away the blue dye from his mouth, "Stupid baby."

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Once the two walk through their front door, Taehyung wraps his arms around Yoongi, "Hyun- ew! Why do you smell like puke?!"

Yoongi growls, pushing the younger off of him and Jimin grabs his hand, "Babe, the baby didn't like the slushee we got Yoongi so he's been puking the whole way home. I'd advise you not to irritate him or he'll puke on you."

Taehyung makes a face, Yoongi just chuckles, "Thanks Minie."

Namjoon enters the room, his hands wringing together as his anxiety peaks, "So, what's the verdict?"

Yoongi sighs, "We need to talk."

"I agree. Living room or office?"

"Office, I feel like we need to speak privately about this first before we jump into things," Yoongi bites his lip, his hands hold the manilla envelope close to his chest because god, it was the only thing keeping him grounded right now.

Jimin and Taehyung exit the room and move everyone away from the office so the two parents-to-be could talk privately. Namjoon leads Yoongi to the office, where everyone goes to study in the household, but all Yoongi can see if baby decorations. He swallows, jumping slightly when Namjoon shuts the door.

"Sorry," Namjoon apologizes, sitting in one of the bean bag chairs before gesturing to one for Yoongi. Yoongi complies, opening the folder.

"So, I bet you probably know what this is," Yoongi mumbles, taking out the contents and holding onto the one clear photo of the baby's large head. Definitely Namjoon's kid, probably has his brains too.

"Can I see it?" Namjoon asks hesitantly, reaching for the photo slowly. Yoongi nods, handing it over and letting the father study the photo. Namjoon let's out noise like a mix between a snort and a laugh, "Wow. Never thought in a million years me and you would have a kid together."

"Right. Let alone fuck," Yoongi laughs awkwardly, tension was rising and he started getting anxious and feeling closed in. He clears his throat, "Kid's got your head already."

Namjoon laughs, rolling his eyes and looking over the photo. Somehow, and he's not sure how because it's not growing inside of him, but he felt attached and drawn to the fetus. But the moment is lived short when Yoongi swallows again, bringing up his thoughts, "Namjoon, I'm not ready."

"Not ready?" Namjoon frowns, then it clicks and he shakes his head, "No, absolutely not!"

"Uhm, it's my body!" Yoongi retorts, crossing his arms, "My body, my baby, my rules!"

"Wrong! It's my child too!! And you actually thought that I would be okay with this!? With you just killing it like it's nothing!? Didn't it have a heartbeat when you went to the doctor? It's alive Yoongs! It's growing still and you're taking that life away!" Namjoon stands, "Yoongi, this is my first child! Yeah it sucks that it's with you because you're my best friend but-"

"Wow, thanks so much for the compliment! Sorry I'm not your first choice to be the mother of your first born! Sorry I'm not Jin-hyung!" Yoongi snaps, standing too and ripping the photo out of Namjoon's hands, "They won't even let me get rid of it until you sign the papers anyway. So here," he hands the folder over with the papers but Namjoon won't take them. He rolls his eyes, throwing them down on the ground, "When they're signed just lay them on my bed."

Yoongi leaves, the conversation replays over in his head and he stops to literally bang his head against the wall. He growls at himself, "Why do you do this Yoongs."

You just make everything worse.

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