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Jisung fumbled nervously with his fingers, his gaze fixed on the very interesting linoleum floor as he tried not to stress himself even more.
Once a certain border was crossed, he'd feel sick and the last thing he needed was to puke on the floor of the waiting room.
He had always hated hospitals and doctors since he was a child and now he was even more nervous, fearing that the new doctor might be rude or would judge him.
And he already felt bad that Minho would pay for all the costs.
"Jisung."
The older had noticed how he was picking on his nails, they were almost bleeding but the boy had been too caught up in his mind to notice.
And Minho wouldn't let him hurt himself.
He reached over and grabbed the younger's hand, having a look at his fingernails and frowning as he also noticed how sweaty Jisung's hands were.
"You don't have to be nervous, I'll be here right beside you all the time. I won't leave you alone nor let anyone do anything to you that you don't want, hm?
Nobody here wants to harm you but if anyone does, I won't hesitate to bite them."
Jisung giggled softly at that, making Minho's heart melt, he was happy to be able to lift the boy's mood a bit.
"Just say a word and I'll immediately take you home, okay? I don't want you to be uncomfortable, stress is bad for you and your baby."
"Thank you so much Minho."
The older gave his small hand a gentle squeeze but their little moment was interrupted by the nurse calling for them.
"Mr Han? Dr Yoo is waiting for you now, please follow me."
Jisung looked at Minho with shaking eyes, clearly overwhelmed with the situation.
"You heard her, let's go. We don't want to keep the doctor waiting, do we?"
The nurse looked at their intertwined hands, then at the blue-haired boy with a questioning look.
"Are you alright with him accompanying you?"
"Y-yeah."
"Okay then, let's go."
They made their way to one of the examination rooms, Jisung waddling behind the ravenette and holding onto his hand tightly even when they sat down on the chairs in the room.
"Good morning, I'm Dr Yoo. I'll monitor your pregnancy from now on until the little one is here. First of all, if you ever feel weird or are having any pains, do not hesitate to call me immediately, okay? We don't want to put your or your baby's health at risk, alright?"
The younger nodded softly but avoided making eye contact with the doctor at any cost, he was shy.
"Then I'd like to ask you some general questions just to have an overview of how your pregnancy has been going so far plus all the basic data about you."
Again both nodded and Jisung really tried his best to answer everything although it was hard, he hadn't really cared about his pregnancy the past seven months so he actually didn't know how to answer certain questions.
"Okay, now I'd like to have a look at the baby. Please lay down on the examination table while I prepare the ultrasound. Are you comfortable with Mr Lee staying here?"
"Yes please."
The boy blushed in embarrassment when the doctor laughed but Minho squeezed his hand gently to calm him.
He found it cute how Jisung really wanted him to stay.
It was obvious that the younger was nervous and slightly uncomfortable but nevertheless took a deep breath before lifting his shirt up, revealing his round baby bump.
And Minho really had to try his best not to gasp at the angry red and partially purple stretch marks that littered the underside of Jisung's belly.
