I know I said I wouldn't update in a while but I was in the shower and this popped into my head . I just couldn't help but write it down!
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"We have to get more security and guards around the property, I feel like they're ready to strike at any moment"
"But it would take much more time and resources for that to become into effect, we don't have that much time"
"I say it's better to have it than never, no matter how long it takes. I also say at every waking hour, there is an armed guard close by and two that keeps watch from outside our quarters"
"Very well, I see how protective you are Yoongi. You bring him up as a factor in every discussion so far. Maybe you should tell Jimin why-"
"Heavens sakes no! He can't handle that kind of stress right now, he's about to deliver-"
They were interrupted by the heavy wooden door opening, letting the conversation dissolve into the atmosphere.
No one outside of the six must know these discussions.
Jimin was standing by the door, in a silk night gown which emphasized the edges of his rounded stomach.
His eyes were droopy and unfocused, indicating how tired he was.
Yoongi could never fathom, how even now, his partner could look so radiant without an effort or thought.
Even though they were arranged to be married, they grew ever so fond of each other.
Jimin shyly wrapped the long shawl draped over his bare shoulders to cover himself modestly, as he realized that he was in the presence of others.
"My darling" Yoongi cooed lovingly, reaching a hand out to him.
He gestured for a servant to bring a seat for Jimin.
Jimin walked over and sat down slowly, placing a hand on his back to help ease himself down.
Yoongi's hands instinctively reached out to support him.
The group smiled at the pair knowingly.
It wasn't normal to see Yoongi being affectionate, Jimin just brought that side out of him
"How are you and the little one doing Jimin ?" Hoseok asked with adoration in the fact he'll be an uncle very soon.
Jimin offered a soft smile "we are both quite well, thank you"
Jimin politely exchanged greetings with the others at the table.
Yoongi held his hand to get his attention.
"What are you doing up so late hmm?" He asked playfully.
He took in the lovely features of his bride.
Big delicate eyes, soft round cheeks and rosy plump lips.
Yoongi could almost chuckle at his past self.
To think there was a time when he was so timid and hesitant to press his lips against them.
And now, they've grown so close and intimate with each other to the point where Jimin was proudly carrying his child.
His child.
His sweet blessed heir.
He knows they will be beautiful.
And at any moment now, they'll be here.
The thought alone has him overflowing with delight.
Jimin rested his head on Yoongi's shoulder.
"I was sleeping so peacefully until I realized my husband had once again left me all alone" Jimin pouted.
Yoongi couldn't help but smile at his lover.
"Oh, I'm so sorry my love, I'll tell you what. I'll wrap up my meeting in a little while and I'll come back to be with you soon" Yoongi tapped his nose which made Jimin smile,
He nodded and stood up again.
He walked with a slow pace back to their shared room.
Each step made him wince as his throbbing ankles were quite sore and blistered.
Since Jimin was pregnant, his body was sensitive and sore.
His back, stomach and ankles were especially painful and left him weary at times.
He loved when Yoongi is there to snuggle close to him or rub his sore muscles as he goes on about how he's such a good wife and he is carrying their child so well.
It made the pain much more bearable.
Suddenly he heard shuffling behind him.
There were no guards on duty tonight.
And he just left Yoongi so it couldn't be him.
Jimin immediately tensed up, now having the feeling of being followed.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw two unfamiliar figures behind him.
He decided to walk casually at first to see if they were following him.
And they were.
Jimin panicked internally and began walking faster to his shared room.
There he would lock himself in and call a guard.
His heart was practically beating out of his chest at this point as he knew he was practically helpless in this state.
His aching feet didn't allow him to get very far.
Soon he felt a grip on his arm.
He trashed around trying to get out of it.
But he couldn't.
"Please let me go" he begged petrified.
He was so afraid of them harming his unborn child.
The other figure grabbed him, they were both tugging him away.
"Guards! Guards! Someone please hel-" they tied a cloth over his mouth to muffle his screams.
They made poor Jimin walk out of the castle on his bare swollen feet all the way to a horse carriage outside of the castle gates.
Jimin was mortified, he had no idea where they would take him.
He just hopes Yoongi would find him somehow.
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Jimin was in so much pain.
The cell they put him in was dark, cold and dirty.
The stench was almost toxic.
The worst part was...
His water just broke and he went into labour
There was so much blood and water pooling around his thighs.
He tried to shift into a more comfortable spot on the floor but he couldn't since his hands were bound over his head.
The rusty metal cuffs cut into his wrists with each movement.
He yelled out in a hoarse voice for help, trying to get someone's attention.
He was desperately begging for someone to help him.
But no one came...
He has tears trailing down his face now.
He prayed that the pain would end soon and he would be with Yoongi again.
He started feeling light headed from the loss of blood and overall shock.
He woke up a few hours later from a sharp jab in his abdomen.
That's when he realized that he was still in labour and about to give birth.
He could feel the baby ready to come out.
He started to cry again, feeling helpless.
He tugged at the restraints desperately, with false hope they would loosen.
After a while of tugging, one of his hands managed to pull out due to the blood and sweat on his hand making it easier to slide out.
Now knowing he can get his hands out, he pulled at the other restraint, almost screaming out with both agony and joy that he was now free.
However he was too weak to stand.
He groaned again at the crippling pain in his stomach.
It was unbearable.
He was so devastated.
He always dreamt that this day would be special.
He would be in his room with the softest, warmest pillows and blankets.
Servants kindly tending to him and the doctor ready to deliver at any time.
But most importantly, Yoongi would be there, holding his hand and encouraging him to push.
It was supposed to be perfect.
It was supposed to be comfortable.
It was supposed to be safe
Jimin whimpered, resting his hands his swollen stomach.
Not like this...
To be continued....