[✔️] Hazy Memories | YuWin

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"Do it then, Yuta. You can do it." He leaned down, giving him a peak on the temple before getting up, letting go of his hand and the Chinese found himself between his legs; thought this time it was not to fuck, but instead to see his son into this world. And it just dawned on him, This is actually happening. I knew it'd happen, but not this soon.

   Yuta, not knowledgeable or experienced enough about the art of shitting— birthing a human being, let his instincts guide him. When he felt the next contraction, he pushed, the same feeling of when you're shitting a big one. He gasped sharply feeling a stretch of pain, similar to the pain of when Sicheng would first enter him.

Perhaps now is not the time to think about that though.

He took a shaky breath before he repeated, pushing during the pulsing contractions, more pain searing through his lower half. And he heard Sicheng gasp.

Now, Sicheng has watched those childbirth videos in the seventh grade in health class, but seeing it in person was a whole new experience. In the midst of the shaky groans and shaking thighs, Sicheng looked down, seeing the top of the head of the little pup. He got a bit closer, grabbing one of Yuta's hands, his own immediately getting crushed and he winced, but didn't say anything as he's sure this small pain is nothing compared to his mate's.

Having a hand to grip, Yuta abused that hand, squeezing much harder than he intended but oh well. Pain burned at his hole, Taeyeon you fucking liar, you said Renjun was small, this does not fucking feel like it! One shot of pain in particular made him see white for a second, and he heard Sicheng saying, "Holy shit." Both concerned and worried, he reached down to feel what was going on. His finger bumped into flesh sooner than it should've and he was confused until he realized.

"Ah- Sicheng, is t-that the head?!" His looked at him bewildered.

"Yeah, now focusing on pushing and it'll be over soon, the ambulance should be here soon, and so will Taeyeon Noona." Sicheng encourages him. Nodding, he was hit with another contraction from hell.

It took at least another seven pushes until Sicheng was soon holding their small son in his hands. At first it was quiet, the only sound being Yuta's heavy breathing, the elder looked up, "I-is he a-ali—"

If the sudden, loud wailing was anything to go by, yes, yes he was. For a second they didn't know what to do, they sat there in wonder and awe. That was until Yuta realized something, and with weak strength took off his hoodie, leaving him naked. Sicheng saw that Yuat struggled a bit with taking of the clothing but couldn't help as he was holding their son that was covered in some disgusting fluids and a bit of blood. Using one of the towels he brought, he carefully patted down the newborn —that's still wailing like his life depends on it. He also realized the umbilical cord was still connecting the father (mother?) and son, so he ignored that and was careful.

   Finally getting the fabric off, his white hair a bit messed up now, he called out to the taller, seeing the small baby, "Pa... Pass him over." Sicheng looked up from the baby, getting what he was going to do and nodded, gently placing the pup on his chest and arms. Yuta, a little unsure, nudged the small baby towards his left nipple, who immediately latch on, making his gasp, the sensation so strange and foreign. Much different then when Si— not the time Yuta, not, the time.

Looking at the the newborn's– Renjun. Looking at Renjun's little face, he felt a bit emotional, and, embarrassing enough, began crying a bit, gently stroking his little cheeks with feather like touches.

Sicheng watched the two with the fondness of a new father, only faintly registering the incoming sirens outside. Putting down the towel that he was wipping his hands with, he moved to the side of the bed, leaning over to wipe Yuta's thin stream of tears, planting a soft peck on his lips.

You know, it was a beautiful moment, truly.

But of course beautiful moments don't last forever. A loud knock was heard on the front door; Sicheng instantly became alert and alarmed, he hastily threw one of the big towels over the Japanese's private's and legs before he left to answer the door –the elder's laugher coming from the room, amused by his action.

The first person he sees when he opens the door is Taeil, beside him Dongyoung, behind them EMCs with a stretcher. He bowed a bit in greeting, opening the door wider, taking the EMCs to their room –as much he disliked other people in their room, he'll have to put up with it, tsk– and finally spoke with the managers as the workers shifted Yuta and Renjun onto the stretcher.

Taeil was the first to speak, "Yah! What the hell happened? I saw the news and then I get your text like an hour later that Yuta was in fucking labor and there's police outside controlling a crazyass crowd—"

Before the elder could finish ranting his worries, Dongyoung cut him off, covering his mouth with his hand. "We can deal with the media later. How's Yuta? The kid?"

Sicheng scratched the back of his head, "Exhausting, a bit disgusting honestly, newborns are ickier than I remember them being in the videos in seventh grade." He said, "And Yuta, he's-" The said male was being rolled out the room, a cleaner one of those medical blankets covers him and the baby, and out the apartment, Sicheng instantly left the two elders to follow the EMCs and his mate.

It a minute or two before they were out in the sunlight, the stretcher being loaded into the ambulance, it wasn't Yuta's first time in one so he wasn't very nervous. Taeyeon was waiting inside, and instantly greeted him, "Yuta, how're you feeling?"

"Tired, a little overwhelmed honestly." He admitted, moving his hair from his eyes.

Taeyeon leaned forward to take the newborn who was resting on his chest, wanting to get a good look at him and clean him off properly, but Yuta growled, she have an awkward smile and said, Okaaaaay... let's do that at the hospital then..."

"Sorry, just, eh..." he apologized to her.

Outside Sicheng and the two managers were right behind him. It was chaos, there seemed to be a dozen officers keeping a crowd away from the apartment and ambulance, one bigger than which had initially followed them here. Looking around he spotted Jaemin sitting on the curb, a lollipop in his mouth. The beta looked around, spotting him and instantly getting up. The younger asked about his brother, "Is Yuta hyung already? The baby? What happened?"

   Sicheng pointed towards the ambulance, "We're going to the hospital in a minute, they're both alright. Can you ask Dongyoung to take you with him when he follows us?" He asked Jaemin, knowing not many people can come in the ambulance.

   The teen nodded and then went off to bug the manager about it. He looked to the crowd that was being watched by the police, most of them having their phones out— Are those fucking reporters? What the fuck is wrong with people? Rolling his eyes, he gave the large camera pointed at him the finger and stalked off to the ambulance, situating himself beside Taeyeon and the medical staff, grabbing Yuta's hand that wasn't holding their son and held it between both of his hands.

   It's only two thirty, and yet, so much has happen today.

*･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*

Thoughts?

I was gonna say something about like I'm not knowledgeable in something or don't follow anything from this book but I forgot what I was gonna say....

So yeah, that right there was 5k of ~drama~

So yeah, took me less time than I thought, but this chapter progressed quick quickly tho... I hope it wasn't too weird the time skips and shit or the POV changes

Anyways love y'all 💚