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a concept: tryna have a baby with jj. like he is shit scared every time you take a pregnancy test
oh my gosh 😂 this boy would be such a wreck.
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You’d been trying for ages, each and every tome that you had some sort of symptom of being pregant, you guys would get so excited. JJ would rush to the nearest store and pick up several pregnancy tests, ignoring the strange looks the cashier would send him.
He would insist on being with you throughout the whole process, not wanting you to go through any of it alone.
“JJ, I love you so much, but I cannot pee knowing that you’re standing there staring at me,” you tell him, watching a sheepish smile form on his lips. “I’ll come get you as soon as I’m done.”
“Right, yeah, okay,” he’d ramble, quickly rushing out of the bathroom, accidentally slamming the door shut in the process.
Rather than him holding you and whispering encouraging words into your ear as you waited for the results; he always managed being the one in your lap.
You’re convinced that he’s more nervous for you to be pregnant than he is. Of course, he’s stoked and he wants to have a baby, but there is a portion of him that’s terrified to bring a baby into the world in fear of being like his dad.
“JJ, you’re nothing like your dad,” you’d encourage him, wrapping him in your arms as he trembled slightly.
“I know, I know,” he’d hum, trying to dismiss the topic.
You’d fall into a comfortable silence, your fingers would subconsciously twist in his hair as you anticipated the timer to go off, signaling that the test was ready.
When it did go off, JJ would shoot out of your arms wordlessly, nearly sprinting back to the bathroom to check.
You’d always shout at him to wait on you, wanting to see the results at the same time, but that boy has a one track mind and he’d never really hear you say anything as he burst into the bathroom.
You’d follow after him, eyes falling on the test in his hands before meeting his disappointed eyes.
“False alarm?” You’d ask, trying to hide the disappointment in your voice.
“False alarm,” he’d sigh, discarding the test in the trash before pulling you into his arms, knowing that it was your turn to be comforted. “It’s okay, we’ll keep trying.”
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It would never fail though, every time you guys were waiting for the results to come in, he’d practically go into panic mode.
It’d be adorable seeing him pacing anxiously in the living room, pulling at his hair impatiently.
I'm suffering in that corner if you need me
:)