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“Tae?” Nia yelled down the hall.

Taehyung rolled over in bed.  It was three am.  He patted the other side of the bed.  Nia was missing.  Had she really called for him, or had he imagined it?

“Tae!”

He sat straight up in bed.  Nia sounded very distressed.  He climbed out of bed before rushing down the hall.  He found her in the bathroom.  Tears were pouring down her face.

“Tae…there’s…so much blood.” She sobbed.

“Blood?” he asked, alarmed.

“I think I lost the baby…” she whispered.

“Oh, sweetheart…do you want to come back to bed?”

She shook her head. “Not right now.  I don’t want to get blood everywhere.”

He nodded and silently sat down on the floor, reaching for her hand. “Are you ok?” he asked softly.

She shook her head, and he rubbed the back of her hand gently.

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Taehyung ended up making a run to the store for pads, and Nia was back in bed at five.  He texted Sua to let her know Nia wouldn’t be helping her with the triplets.  Next, he texted Jimin that he wouldn’t coming into work today.  Finally, he texted Yoongi to let him know Nia wouldn’t be able to watch Jisung.

“Tae…” Nia moaned the moment he crawled back into bed.

“What is it?” he asked, ready to jump off the bed again to grab her something.

“Can you just…hold me?  Please?”

He smiled sadly and crawled under the covers before pulling her into his arms.  They laid there for a few minutes in silence.

“What did I do wrong…?” she whispered.  He could barely hear it, but when he put together what she’d said, he frowned.

“You did nothing wrong.”

“Why is our baby gone, then?”

He sighed shakily, unsure how to answer that question. “Why do you think it’s your fault?”

Nia was silent for a few moments. “I just…” she took in a sharp breath before bursting into tears again.

He rubbed her back, trying to hold back his own tears. “It’s ok…” he murmured.  He didn’t know what else to say.

After a half an hour of her sobbing into his chest, she fell asleep.  He stared up at the ceiling.  The sun was starting to rise now, just barely.  He wouldn’t be getting anymore sleep this morning.  He wasn’t sure what to do.  Were they not supposed to be parents?

First, Jisung had happened.  They’d been fully ready to adopt him, but then Yoongi had been discovered to be his father.  It was a good thing, of course.  The little boy deserved a good relationship with his real dad.  But then it had just been the two of them again.  And now this had happened.  It was just the two of them once again.

He looked over at his nightstand as he heard his phone ringing.  He picked it up.  It was Jimin.  He sighed and accepted the call.

“Tae!  Why aren’t you coming in today?  Are you feeling ok?”

“No,” Taehyung replied honestly. “Just needed a day off.  You and Ms. Oh can handle by yourselves today, right?”

Jimin laughed. “I’ll have to cancel all your meetings today, but yes.  Will you be back at work tomorrow?”

“I’m not sure.  I’ll get back to you about that later.”

“All right.  I hope you feel better soon.  I’ll talk to you later!”

“Bye.” Taehyung locked his phone and set it back down on the nightstand.  Today was not going to be a good day.