Baby, Don't Cry ft. Kai

Hi anon! Thank you for sending a request. I’m really really sorry ‘cause it took me weeks to make this scenario. I find it challenging. hahaha. I’m really clueless with the “Premature Labor” thing so I did a research before making this one. I hope you’ll like it. Enjoy! :)

Original Request: Can you do a scenario of exo kai/jongin where on his gf/wife had a premature labor due to sassaeng fans doing, he come running, hurt, and angry, etc. angst but happy ending? Thanks^^

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> Y/N/s POV <

“It’s so beautiful.” I said, staring at the stars.

“Yeah.” He agreed. I glanced at him and saw him staring at me.

I playfully pushed his face, “Jongin …” I whined.

He chuckled, hugging me tighter. Lying on the grass with him hugging me feels like a dream. With their comeback being a hit, again, they’ve been very busy that’s why I always cherish the time we’re together.

“We’re going to Paris for a comeback concert. What do you want when I come back?” He murmured, his face on my neck.

“You,” I answered.

“You’re so silly.” He pinched my nose.

“I may be silly, but still you love me.” I stuck my tongue out, facing him.

“Getting cocky, aren’t we?” he smirked. He stood up and offered his hand out to me, which I gladly took.

“Nope. Just stating the truth.” I said as I stood up. He’s still holding my hand as he pulled me closer to him.

“Yeah. I love you more than you know.” He smiled and closed the gap between the two of us by kissing me.

[The next day]

I woke up with a lips kissing my face, “Jongin..” I whined and turned away from him to avoid his lips. I’m still sleepy.

“His due day is finally near.” Kai said as he caressed my belly from behind. I nodded, “What do you want to name him?”

I opened my eyes and faced him, “I still can’t think of a name. All I could think of is Kaimin.”

“Ya! Stop pairing my name with Taemin’s.” He disagreed.

“It’s cute Jongin.” I smiled remembering my fangirl days, “Or maybe you want it to be Kaisoo?”

“And now you’re pairing me with Kyungsoo. Ah. Stop it.” He said and pouted. I looked at his lips; it makes me want to kiss him. Ugh. It’s so hard to be pregnant with a very hottie husband.

“Let’s talk about it later Jongin. For now, go get to work” before I undress you. Why am I being a pervert these days?

I pushed him off the bed, “Okay. Okay. You don’t have to push me.” He raised his hands as if he’s surrendering to a police. I covered my face with the blanket. What the hell was I thinking? I don’t think this is still normal.

“Y/N!” he yelled. I looked at him and saw him half naked, a towel covering his lower body and water dripping from his hair throughout his body. I can’t help but stare. Argh! Jongin! You’re such a tease! “Y/N we’ve run out of shampoo.”

That’s when I snapped. I’ve been staring at his body for a long time. I cleared my throat before answering him, “In the cabinet.”

“Okay. Thanks.” He laughed. I realized that he noticed me staring at his body.

“STUPID JONGIN!” I shouted, that’s when he burst out laughing. It’s his entire fault. If he hadn’t been so hot I wouldn’t stare, “ARGH! I HATE YOU JONGIN!”

“It’s getting late.” I muttered. Looking at the crowd who, like me, is waiting for the train to stop. I went out to the grocery store to shop for the ingredients I need for Jongin’s favorite food and it started to rain. If only I have an umbrella, I’ll be home by now.

“Did you hear that? Kai and Krystal were seen earlier. Gosh! They look so good together!”

“I know right! Maybe Kai regretted marrying Y/N. I mean, who in their right mind wouldn’t? It’s Krystal we’re talking about!”

I can’t help but overhear the two girls’ conversation as they walked passed me.I thought EXO’s preparing for their concert? I took a deep breath. Don’t be paranoid Y/N. Of course it’s not true. Why would Jongin lie to you?

After an hour or so the rain finally stopped. I walked back home still thinking about the girls’ conversation earlier. Is Jongin regretting that he got married to me and not to Krystal?

A loud siren caught my attention and it’s coming from our house. What the heck?! I half run just to get as fast as I can to reach our house.

“Jongin!” I called out when I saw him. His gaze shifted from the police officer he’s talking to and then me. His expression changed. He’s fuming mad.

I suddenly felt a contraction in my belly, but still I have to hide the pain. This is normal in pregnancy, right?

“Jongin, what happened?” I asked him.

“What are you doing here? You were supposed to be in the house.” Jongin answered, trying to control his temper.

“I went out to buy some food supplies.” I replied.

Jongin faced the officer, “Never mind sir. Thank you for your service.”

The officer nodded and left.

“Why is there a police earlier?” I asked. I don’t have any clue why.

“What do you think?” Jongin asked back as if the answer’s very obvious.

“Do you think I will ask you if I knew why?” I’m starting to lose my temper, plus I’m feeling dizzy.

“Isn’t it obvious!” He yelled and kicked the stone on the ground, “I was worried sick looking for you! What if something bad happens to you and the baby?!”

“Nothing happened Jongin! I’m here! I’m alive! I’m safe! Stop yelling!” I yelled back. He frustratedly run his fingers through his hair, “You just don’t get it, do you?”

Before I could answer back, Lay oppa went out of the house and approached Jongin, “Krystal’s wondering where you are.”

“Oh Y/N. You’re finally here.” Lay said when he noticed my presence. My eyes narrowed at Jongin.

“So YOU were with Krystal, huh?” I said, looking at him sharply.

“And what does Krystal have to do with this?!” Jongin questioned me.

“Oh I don’t know! You tell me! First you lied to me, and now you’re the one who’s yelling! Wow Jongin! Just wow!” I said. The contraction in my belly just started to worsen. Ugh. Baby, please don’t make this hard for mommy.

“Hey, what’s happening? Why are you fighting?” Lay oppa intervened as he shifted his gaze from me to Jongin and back at me.

“Shut it hyung.” Jongin said sharply to Yixing and looked back at me, “I never lied to you, Y/N. So stop saying nonsense things!”

“What nonsense?” I said, “Maybe you do regret marrying me that’s why we’re having this fight. You make the smallest issues go big!”

Other EXO members went out of the house before Jongin could even utter a word.

“What’s going on here?” Yifan asked.

“Nothing.” Jongin and I answered.

“They’re fighting.” Yixing answered.

“Fighting’s bad for the baby.” Junmyeon lectured us.

“Well then, tell that to Jongin.” I said to Junmyeon.

“Well, maybe you’re right! I do regret marrying you!” I dropped the grocery bags I was carrying, the tears I was holding on since we fought flowed down to my cheeks. Jongin’s expression changed, while EXO were shocked. He tried to reach for me but I took a step away from him.

“If that’s the case, then let’s stop this nonsense drama.” I immediately went inside the house and headed to the room. I slammed the door shut, making sure it’s locked and then lied on the bed. I caressed my belly, trying to ease the physical pain I’m feeling. Baby, please bare with me not now. 

* knock knock *

“Jagiya,” Jongin said. “I’m sorry.”

“Go away!” I yelled and continued sobbing.

“Please open the door. Let’s talk.” Jongin pleaded.

“I said go away!” I yelled again.

“Jongin, give her some time.” I recognized Minseok’s voice.

“But,” Jongin tried to protest.

“She needs to calm down first.” Minseok stopped him.

I heard Jongin sighed, “Okay hyung. I’ll just wait for her here.”

“You sure?” Minseok asked.

“Yes hyung. Thank you for your help.” Jongin answered.

“We’ll leave now. Don’t forget our schedule for tomorrow. We’ll wait for you at the building for our last practice before heading to the airport.”

After a few minutes I heard the door open and I felt someone lay beside me.

“Jagiya, I know you’re still awake, ” I didn’t answer. He hugged me and caressed my belly.

“And I know you’re still mad Y/N. But please, hear me out.” He took a deep breath before started talking again, “I’m sorry. It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have told you those words. I never regretted marrying you Y/N. In fact, marrying you was the best thing I ever did in my life and it’ll be the only thing I would never regret.”

I bit my lip to prevent myself from sobbing. He buried his face on my neck and I felt tears falling down from his eyes, “I’m sorry Y/N. I’m so sorry Mrs. Kim. I love you.”

I woke up the next day and looked beside me, hoping that Jongin’s still there. I’m wrong; he already left. I got up and did my morning ritual before heading to the kitchen. I saw foods on the kitchen island with a note, ‘Good morning, my love. Eat your breakfast. Don’t stress yourself too much. I’ll be back in a couple of days. Take care. I love you. – Jongin

After eating I cleaned the kitchen and grabbed the garbage to throw it outside. While I’m throwing the garbage, a group of girls approached me.

“Hey! You!” I looked at them.

“How dare you talk to our Prince Kai like that?!” One of the girls yelled at me.

“I don’t know what you are talking about.” I said and attempted to go back to our house but then one of them grabbed my arms.

“Liar! We saw you yelling to Kai last night! You have no right to talk to him that way!” The girl slapped me really hard.

“He doesn’t deserve you!” The other girl slapped me at the opposite side of my cheek.

“Die btch!” The other one pushed me and I fell on the ground hitting my head on the rock, then they left. I still managed to stand up and go inside the house before they come back.

~ Author’s/Narrator’s POV ~

“Hello noona?” Jongin answered the call from his sister. It’s now past 12pm and EXO just got inside the airport.

“At last, you finally answered. Where are you exactly?” his noona said in a panic tone.

“We just got inside the airport. Why noona? Is there a problem?” Jongin starts to worry.

“I went to your house this morning as you requested. I’ve been calling you since I got here. I found Y/N inside your house, lying on the floor and unconscious. She’s bleeding and I brought her in the hospital.” Jongin’s noona pause before continuing, “She’s in labor.”

“What?!” EXO looked at Jongin worriedly, “I’ll be there noona.”

Jongin ended the call and looked at Junmyeon, “Hyung ..”

“Work or Life?” Junmyeon smiled as he asked Jongin before he could finish his sentence.

“Thank you hyung..” Jongin sincerely thanked.

“No problem. Go. She needs you.” Junmyeon tapped his shoulders lightly, encouraging him.

He looked around his brothers, who in return gave him an encouraging smile.

In a lightning speed he immediately went outside the airport and took a cab.Please, be safe. He prayed.

“What happened?” he asked his sister. Although his voice was calm deep inside he’s fuming mad.

“Some group of saesaengs attacked her.” His noona sighed.

If anything.. anything happens to the both of them. I’ll restlessly track that group of nothing bitches and make them pay.

An hour later, the doctor came out of the delivery room, “Who’s the family of the patient?”

“Us,” Jongin stood up and answered.

“I’m sorry sir. But we really did everything we could. Your baby didn’t make it.” Jongin just sat on the bench, trying to sink in what the doctor said, “We’ve had to remove the baby from your wife or else both of them will be gone. Your wife had lost too much blood, and little did we know, she’s already in a premature labor since yesterday night.”

“N-no, you’re joking.” Jongin said as his sister patted his back that’s already crying.

“I’m sorry sir.” The doctor said, “We’ll be transferring your wife to Room 1221.”

The doctor left and Jongin punched the wall. Didn’t minding that his fist bled.

“I’m sorry Jongin. If only I went to your house very early.” Jongin’s sister said as she hugged him. Trying to calm him down.

Those girls are going to pay for this.

“J-Jongin?” You saw Jongin asleep laying his head on your bed, holding your hand. You found a scar on his knuckles, “Jongin, who did you punch earlier?”

You rubbed Jongin’s knuckles with your thumb, hoping you could soothe the pain if there’s any.

“Jagiya, you’re awake.” Jongin said, eyes very red and puffy.

“Jongin-ah, what are you doing here? You’re supposed to be in Paris.” You said, and remembered your baby, “the baby?”

As if on cue, Jongin let go of his tears again, “Jongin-ah why are you crying? What happened? Is the baby alright?”

Jongin hugged you and then you started to cry as well, “I’m sorry ___. Sorry I haven’t protected you from those girls. Sorry for not taking care of you and the baby.”

“Jongin, the baby’s fine, right?” You try to convince yourself even though it’s too obvious. You felt Jongin shook his head. He let go of the hug and wiped your tears.

“Don’t cry, ___.” Jongin tried to calm you down. But you won’t listen to him. You removed the IVs and tried to stand. Jongin did his best to restrain you.

“Jagiya, calm down.” Jongin said as he calms you down.

“No, it can’t be.” You said, as you felt weak.

“Jagiya, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” Jongin said repeatedly.

~ Y/N’s POV ~

[After 1 and a half-year]

“Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday to you.” I woke up as Jongin entered the room with a cake on his left hand and the baby on his right.

“Happy birthday Jagiya.” Jongin said and handed me our baby.

“Thank you Jongin.” I said and he gave me a quick kiss on the lips.

“Now, make a wish.” Jongin commanded. I closed my eyes and wished, I wish for us to be together forever. That we could surpass every trial God may give us.Then I blew the candle on the cake.

“What did you wish for Jagi?” Jongin asked and put the cake at the bedside table and sat beside us.

“It’s a secret.” I stuck my tongue out and hugged our baby tighter.

“Know what, I get jealous this past few months.” Jongin said and pouted.

“Why?” I looked at him questioningly.

“You don’t have time for me. You always ignore me.” Jongin playfully said and pretended to be mad.

“Stop being silly, Jongin-ah.”

“Is it because someone’s cuter than me? Or because I don’t usually walk around the house half naked?” Jongin said seriously.

“Stupid Jongin.” Jongin just laughed and hugged the baby and me.

“I’ll take care of you two even more this time.” Jongin said, “I love you both so much.”

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I hope you liked it. I did my best making this one. Hahaha. :D

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