Right now you were in the waiting room at the hospital, holding the hand of your boyfriend, JJ. You were waiting to get an ultrasound, because you were pregnant. You were both quiet, not really knowing what to say since you both found out pretty recently. His thumb was stroking the back of your hand as he held it tightly. “You okay?” he asked hesitantly, trying to be there for you, acting like he knew what he was doing, even though he sucked at the whole relationship thing, and was suddenly about to be a father.