#desi posts

The little contact you and Seungmin had only minimized from there. No more late night phone calls or chats. You were just barely negotiating the doctors appointments. And with nearly 30 weeks pregnant, the birth came closer and closer, hanging over you like a stormy cloud.

After the shame you experienced you chose to keep some distance between you and Seungmin, physically and emotionally. But feelings couldn't be turned off from one moment to the other, right?

And you didn't want to hold a grudge when birthing your son. But you couldn't just go to him like nothing happened. You just couldn't. All the shame and sadness you felt forbid it.

You didn't know what caused the sudden coldness that Seungmin faced you with. Maybe it was his way of telling you that you didn't have a chance with him. Maybe he told you through his actions that you weren't worth his time and he would rather spent it with another girl.

The image of the thin blonde glued to his arm like a lifeline was burned into your mind. Funny, you almost felt like he had cheated on you. Which he hadn't because you never were together in the first place. You never had a claim on him. Heck, you didn't even spoke about the topic 'One-night-stands' since he knocked you up. Never, you had agreed to stop seeing other persons.

So, you were the only one to blame. This mess, this huge fucking mess was only your fault. And now your damn heart was involved and wouldn't face the truth. The truth that you would never be in a relationship with him. That you would never get the love back you gave him. And you couldn't do anything about it.

Sanha had spent the last five days with you, taking Seungmin's place at the appointments while he was away to another photoshoot abroad. On one side you were glad he couldn't come. That gave you more time to recover your broken heart and the ability to face him again. You didn't know what you would do if you had to sit in a room together, waiting for the doctor. No, thank you. You didn't want that uncomfortable silence.

Instead, Sanha tried to cheer you up with jokes and horric stories from the time you had started college and her highschool years.

"To remind you what you will be missing" she had teased, showing you her tongue.

"Oh, I think the headache after a night of drinking won't be something I'll miss." you had replied with a giggle while a part of your brain was still thinking about Seungmin. Maybe he was already sleeping with another idol or model in Japan. Who knows?

You absolutely didn't care.

Well, maybe you did.

Who could blame you?

You thought about the conversation with your cousin. He had encouraged you to show your feelings openly to Seungmin, to ask him out on an actual date. Well, this was before you had seen him with another girl on his arm.

"What's wrong, Y/n?" Sanha confronted you as you stepped into your apartment after the doctor's appointment, feeling the exhustion of the day lay heavy on your shoulders. "That was already the tenth time you sighed in the matter of an hour" she poked your side, leaving you squirming.

"Hey! Stop that! I'm fat now and can't avoid your fingers!" you squealed.

"Don't care. That's not my problem, rather my advantage" she smirked, her humoured face growing serious as she flopped down onto the couch with you. Well, you at least tried to do it gracefully but with that huge bump of yours it was rather impossible.

"So, tell me Moma. What's up in your head"

"Just the usual, you know. I still can't believe how my relationship with Seungmin developed." you caressed your belly. A gesture that had slowly grew into a soothing habit.

"Forget that asshole" she rolled her eyes, picking up her phone to swipe through it. "you need to get laid"

You snorted. "Of course. But have you seen the obvious baby belly? I bet everyone wants to sleep with a whale. But hey, at least I can't get pregnant anymore" you shook your head and Sanha giggled.

"Come on. You are a pretty whale" she joked, showing you an instagram acc from a man your age. "This is someone in one of my classes. He is cute and so friendly. Plus, I know from a trustworthy source that he has a crush on you"

Suspiciously, you lifted an eyebrow. She had tried to set you up once before with a guy in her major. Let's just say that he was weird and it was better that it was just one short date.

"Come on! Trust me with this one! I swear" she argued, pouting and making puppy eyes. You knew she wouldn't take a no for an answer and if you wanted to sleep tonight, you would be forced to say yes.

"Are you happy when I say yes?"

"More than happy" she replied, nodding eagerly and already texting the guy. "And then I can send Seungmin a photo from what he is actually missing!" Her laugh was the pure evil and if you didn't know her so well, you would think that a demon possessed her. But no, this was just her personality when it came to you and your feelings.

"Be careful, Sannie, your devil is showing" you pointed to her head where her imaginary horns grew. She quickly covered them, giggling. "Shit, you're right"

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Minho: Y/n? Are you alive?

Minho: Y/n. You can't play dead right now.

Minho: I'm going to annoy you until you are reviving yourself.

Minho: Y/n, I mean it.

Minho: I will not hesitate to send Jisung for you.

Minho: you know how annoying he can be, and ambitious.

Minho: I'm serious, he will come for you. In...

Minho: ...three...

Minho: ...two...

Y/n: Jesus, Minho. What's wrong with you?

Minho: still alive I see. I guess I don't need to send Jisung after you

Y/n: No? Why should you?

Minho: Because we never see you around anymore. Some may think you are dead

Y/n: No, I'm not dead, Min. Just busy

Minho: Uhh, I smell an argument in the air

Y/n: Maybe you should let your nose be checked by a doctor. You shouldn't be smelling such weird stuff.

Minho: So I am right, huh?

Minho: What did that Pabo say to you? Should I air fry him? Or feed him to my cats?

Y/n: Well, it wasn't an argument. We didn't fight, okay? I just misunderstood some of his actions. It's okay, really. No need to bury a body.

Minho: too bad. I already planned out the place where l would bury him.

Y/n: Sometimes I wonder if you're just the male version of Sanha, you know?

Minho: Well, I can't deny some similarities. But my humour is way better

Y/n: Don't let her hear that or your body is the one being buried next.

Minho: hm, i'll take that risk.

Y/n: your choice. But I gotta go now. Need to get ready

Minho: get ready? For what?

Y/n: none of your business?

Minho: how rude. I mean it. Or I'll let Jisung out

Y/n: Why are you threatening me with the quokka? He is cute and cuddly. What is he going to do? Cuddle me to death?

Minho: Maybe. Plus, he is going to annoy you so long until he was the answer I want. And he's going to eat all of your food.

Minho: So, spill. Or I don't have any other choice

Y/n: okay, okay. I'm going on a date

Minho: with Seungmin?

Y/n: no? Why should I?

Minho: why shouldn't you?

Y/n: I think he made his point very clear

Minho: yep, I definitely should air fry him

Y/n: What does that have to do with an air fryer? Nevermind, I need to get going

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As you didn't respond, Minho put his phone away and quickly walked out of his own room. He and every other member just had finished practise and were in the dorms. Everyone chose to spend the early evening at the dorms. Everyone except Seungmin who had quickly ran off to his own apartment, his face hard like stone.

Even before he had asked you, he was sure that something must have happened between you two. Something bad that made you distance yourself from him and the other members. Minho just didn't knew what.

Well, now he was 100% sure that the younger male had done something stupid. Very stupid. That pabo.

Minho sighed, rolling his eyes in annoyance and slipped his shoes and jacket on. "Where are you going to?" Jeongin asked, his head poking around the corner with a snack in his mouth. "Just giving Seungmin a piece of my mind. Oh, I'm going to kick his ass for making me walk out there in this shit weather" Minho grabbed his face mask and base cap along with an umbrella.

"What did he do now?" Chan's head appeared next to Jeongin's, his face showing concern for their other member. Minho sighed, shrugging his shoulders.

"Y/n wouldn't tell me specifically. She just explained that Seungmin clearly isn't interested in her"

"Well, that's bullshit. We all know how smitten he is" Felix commented who leaned against the wall. "Yes, he even wanted to ask her out on a date a few weeks ago. But didn't because he told me that she was already dating somebody" Changbin added, shrugging his shoulders and throwing an arm over Hyunjin who had appeared next to him.

Minho rolled his eyes in annoyance. "That pabo." He massages his nose bridge. "And now he is sulking and driving her further away just because he is assuming?" another sassy eyeroll.

"Jup, I tried to tell him that he should at least try, especially since she never brought another man up" Changbin nodded, retelling his conversation with Seungmin he had a while ago.

"Okay, I'm going to kick his ass straight to Y/n" the older one agreed and finally slipped out of the dorms and outside into the stormy weather that was already going on for a few days. The hot summer was nowhere in sight.

Even though he wore his face mask and base cap, he still kept his head down so that no fan would recognise him. Right now, he wasn't in the mood for photos. Fortunately, Seungmin's apartment wasn't so far from their dorms and just ten minutes later, he was standing in front of the door, ringing the bell a few times. He didn't even wait for the door to open and instead choosing to push the bell some more just to annoy the younger.

"What the fuck, Lee Minho?!" Seungmin growled and Minho's face lit up to having his goal reached. "Good evening to you too, Seungmin" the older mused, watching the other roll his eyes.

"Why are you here? I thought we have the evening off?" finally, Seungmin let Minho into his apartment who took his base cap and face mask off before answering.

"Yes, we have. I'm here for something else." he crossed his arms in front of his chest and leaned against the wall while Seungmin sat back down on the couch, the TV played one of his favourite shows he was rewatching. "Have you spoken to Y/N?"

Seungmin shrugged his shoulders and turned his gaze down. "No, why?" "Because you got her pregnant?" the older replied, sighing. "And maybe because you have feelings for her, pabo?"

"That doesn't matter anymore" he murmured, eyes wandering back and forh but never to his hyung. "Why? Why doesn't it matter anymore? Did she tell you that she wasn't interested?"

"Well, not exactly but-"

"But what, Seungmin? Did you assume that her meeting up with another male was a date? But you didn't ask her, right?" Minho was slowly growing tired of the dumbness of his friend. He wanted to help him, he really did but he was making it very difficult right now.

"No, it was obvious that they were close" Seungmin defended. "Just because they are close, it doesn't mean that they are dating. He could have been family for god's sake" the dancer growled, his voice growing thicker and louder.

Minho stepped closer to his friend, crouching down in front of him. "Do you know what she is doing today?" he asked, his voice not thundering through the room anymore, instead he chose to speak calm with him. When the younger didn't respond, he continued. "She's on a date. And not because she was dating all along, no, because you drove her away."

Seungmin's eyes shot up to look into his member's, to search for a clue that he might be lying. But no, he wasn't lying it was the brutal truth.

"B-But she-" he started stuttering. "No, Seungmin. You are an idiot. So I'm telling you right now." he gripped the vocalist's shoulders tightly. "You. Have. A. Chance." he emphasized every single word, hoping to bring his point across.

"Really?" Seungmin's voice had grown thin, shaky even as he realised his mistake. Guilt washed over him and shame, terrible shame that he could have avoided if he had just asked. Minho nodded. "Yes. You had it since the beginning. Now, go to her and talk. I won't say she will forgive you easily but you have the chance."

Seungmin scrambled up, nearly knocking over the TV as he searched for a fresh hoodie. "Fuck" he yelped as he ran against the door frame, knocking his foot on the hard wood, causing his toe to hurt. Minho sat down on the couch, enjoying the scene of Seungmin jumping on one foot while holding the other and cursing in front of him a little bit. That's for making me walk up here in rain, he thought with a small smirk that he quickly hid.

Before Seungmin could storm out of his apartment, he stilled in the doorway and turned back to Minho. "Min, What if she doesn't want me?"

"Well, I guess then you have to win her back for real" the older nudged him out and Seungmin nodded. In his hurry, he had forgotten any sort of protection from the rain that immeadiately soaked his clothes. He cursed as the cold water hit his skin, holding his hands above his head to shield at least his face. The coldness only made him run faster. Of course he could have taken his car but he forgot to grab the keys. At least he had still some money in his trouser pockets but not much for a taxi either.

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"I didn't know you were so good at sports!" you giggled at the brown haired man sitting right in front of you. Your date was on its peak, Wonho, the blind date Sanha had organised you, was extremely charming and friendly. It was obvious that he was nervous but who wouldn't be? He was cute how he brushed his hand through his fluffy hair every few minutes to soothe his beating heart and the way he played with the fork almost unnoticable.

"Well, I try. I'm good at swimming but I suck at everything on land. Honestly, sometimes I feel like a fish out of water." he added, a laugh permanent on his face. Despite your concerns prior, you had really much fun. He had a great humour and filled the silence with words.

"I know what you mean. That's why I don't even try sports"

The restaurant he had chosen was great with so much meals they offered that you were completely overwhelmed. Plus, this wasn't just a normal restaurant, no, it was michelin restaurant with many stars and absolutely not within your price range. That became painfully obvious when you had entered and the waiter took your jacket and brought you to your table. Not just once you had tried to tell Wonho that you couldn't afford it here but he just patted your hand, that he had taken carefully to help you out of his car and hadn't let go since then, and claimed to pay for the food.

Of course you wouldn't let him do that but he was persistent. Over the course of the meal, you both had told each other things about yourself. What surprised you was that he wasn't even staring so much on your obvious baby bump. Of course, you had told him that you were pregnant and weren't together with the father but despite that, he wasn't asking much more. It was strange. And you somehow liked it. It was like he hadn't just minimized your presence to your pregnancy, no, he was actually interested in you.

And he didn't seem to care that soon, there would be a baby that would demand much attention. "I'm sorry to be so forward but I'm just curious. You don't seem to mind that I'm pregnant. Why? I mean, it wouldn't just be me you will be meeting at some time" you asked him, comfortably leaning your head on your hand. He chuckled, quickly chewing the stew down before answering.

"You're right. At some point, there will be a baby constantly at your side. But honestly? I love kids, especially babies. They are so cute and I wouldn't mind to help you" he smiled, giving you a giddy feeling.

"That's great, thanks" you mumbled, flushed. Despite how well you two clicked, your mind always thought back to Seungmin. To that black haired asshole who wasn't worth thinking about.

And yet, here you were. Comparing them both to each other. Not just once you noted that Seungmin loved to hear you talk, with Wonho, it was mostly him bubbling nonesense to get you to laugh. It was like it was his mission to make you laugh, even though you didn't mind some seriousness. Then, he wasn't as attentive.

You knew it wasn't fair to compare them both. They were completely different people but in secret, you somehow searched Seungmin in Wonho. And that wasn't possible.

Not just once, you whished that it was Seungmin facing you, laughing at your jokes and telling you about the new song he and Chan were working on. Seungmin was much more observing, noticing every little action you did. He would give you a tissue whenever you needed one, ordering your another ice tea without you telling him to.

No, this wasn't Seungmin. And you felt so bad for even trying to forget the black haired through Wonho. That wasn't fair at all. He was a great man with a big heart but you knew deep inside you that there weren't any feelings. No butterflies doing loopings in your stomach. Just a platonic sympathy. And he definitely didn't deserve to be told anything else. You couldn't lie to him, using him as an object to get other your broken heart.

Despite having such a good copamy, you felt more sad at the end of the date. It was already pretty late, nearly midnight since you had so long conversations, and the still continueing downpour of rain was adding to your resignated mood. Your feet were swollen, half from the long sitting and not moving around and half from your pregnancy that made your limbs swell, even your fingers.

Now, you just wanted to get into bed with the big ice cream box Sanha had left in your freezer for sudden heart ache and watch another episode of your series before drifting off to sleep. That was your master plan to avoid thinking about Seungmin so much.

To add up to all your discomfort, little beanie didn't seem to understand that it was already bedtime for him and should already be sleeping in your belly and not kick against your ribs. Damn, he was already strong, you thought after a particular hard kick.

Wonho parked right outside of your apartment building, jumping out of the driver seat while opening an umbrella to protect you from getting wet. He then helped you out which was an exercise itself because the bump in front of you was pressing you deeper into the seat.

"Thank you" you murmured as he clasped your hand tightly in his warm one and helped you up. "Careful Mama" he teased, steadying you with an arm around your waist. It felt wrong to have someone else touching you there despite Seungmin, you thought.

Just in front of the front door to your apartment buidling, you both stopped, his arm still on your waist, his warmth pouring even through your clothes. "Thank you for the great evening" he voiced, a smile on his lips and his eyes sparkled with adoration. You nodded, wetting your lips and looking away.

"Yes, it really nice" you agreed, feeling guilt wash over you. You felt like such a bad person. You needed to tell him there wouldn't be more, nothing more than friendship you could offer. But you didn't want to crush his hopes and hurt his feeling. He was such a great man that didn't deserve a rejection.

"Is everything okay, Y/n?" he asked you, laying his head to the side in concern and cupping your cheek which you hadn't expected and flinched slightly. "Sorry, didn't see that coming" you gave him a crooked smile. "And yes, everything is fine."

You took a deep breath before lifting your gaze to look him in the eye. He stared at you in full anticipation. "Wonho, really, thank you for the great evening. I really enjoyed it and had a great time but..." you couldn't bring yourself to end the sentence, too afraid to hurt his feelings and bring a heart ache to another person.

"...but you absolutely aren't interested in me" he completed the sentence. Now it was his turn in giving you a crooked smile. Well, you hadn't expected him to notice and frowned. "How?"

He sighed but giggled at the same time, booping your nose. "You're wearing your heart on your sleeve Y/n. I could tell with how you reacted that I'm not the one for you. You sometimes looked like your mind was elsewhere. And that's okay."

You stilled, bititng your lip because you felt like such an egoistic asshole. And he was okay with that? Really?

"Y-you aren't mad?" You asked hesitantly to which laughed again, shaking his head at how cute you were. "Oh I'm absolutely fine. I'm not mad at all." He winked at you playfully as you looked at him sceptical.

"Really, I liked talking to you and I hope that the person your heart belongs to is finally seeing what a great person you are."

"Did somebody ever say to you that your a great listener and friend? Thank you" you murmured with a smile. "I've been told" he grinned teasingly.

"And now go up there and sleep. It's way too late for you, Mama" he added mischievously and nudged your arm. You giggled and brushed him off playfully. "Yeah, yeah. I'm already on my way" you rolled your eyes. You hugged him as a goodbye before slowly carrying your tired body up the stairs.

Stairs were another enemy of you. That bump didn't do anything for your agility. You wondered how it would be in a few weeks when the little bean was even heavier. Sleeping in the hall was tempting instead of doing this hell of a workout. You sighed when you finally reached your floor, searching your keys in your bag without looking up.

You hummed in delight when you found it at the bottom of your small, black bag. You hadn't even noticed the person dressed in black clothes sitting against your door. But as he stood up in a quick movement, your head shut up as you picked up the movement from the corner of your eyes.

You screamed terrified, swinging your bag at full force to protect you from the unknown man. The bag hit his head not once but twice, leaving him clutching his head with his one hand while groaning in pain.

"Jesus Christ, Y/n. What do you have in that bag? Rocks" the person moaned, looking up at you. You covered your mouth in shock as you noticed who it was. You squealed in guilt, coming closer. "Ahh, what the fuck are you doing here, Seungmin?!" you yelled, before clasping your hand in front of your mouth as you remembered that this was your apartment building and you shouldn't be screaming right now.

"Oh my god, I hit you" you whispered, touching his head in concern. "Yes, and may I say that nobody will rob you with these kind of moves?" he scratched the spot you had hit. "I'm so sorry. I didn't know it was you. You scared the shit out of me" you scolded him lightly, crossing your arms in front of your chest.

"It wasn't my best idea to wait here all dressed in black, I guess" he laughed awkwardly, cursing himself for spooking you so much. His face became serious. "How was your date?" his voice was tight and clipped, looking away. You sighed, brushing your hand over your hair. "It was okay. Wonho is a great person" You saw him flinch slightly at your words, his eyebrows knitted.

Awkwardly, he cleared his throat. "That's - uh - that's great, I guess" he stuttered, looking less confident with how his shoulders sagged.

"But he wasn't the right one. I didn't feel anything beside the platonic sympathy" you added, watching how his head shot up immediately in hope.

"What are you doing here, Seungmin? The next appointment isn't until next week" you mentioned curiously. Seungmin sighed, pain shooting into his heart beause you thought that he was only here for the baby and not for you. Which wasn't true. He had made you believe that. And he was such an idiot for that.

"I wanted to see you" he murmured, his voice thin and emotional. He knew if he wanted to have you back, he would need to be honest even though it was difficult. His gaze was turned away shyly as he exposed himself to you.

You frowned, knitting your eyebrows in confusion. Yes, you were confused. Confused because he was here, standing in front of you. Confused why he was talking to you at all when this was the closest thing to a normal conversation in weeks. "Y-You wanted to see me?" you stuttered, suddenly very uncertain about the situation and how you should react to such an statement.

"Yes, I needed to see you" he confirmed with a nod, a shy blush forming on his cheeks. He then seemed to remember something and pulled out his second hand from behind his back. "I also got you that" he murmured shyly while scratching his neck. In his hand was a small bouquet with different kinds of flowers. Roses, Lilies and so much more.

Carefully, he reached out to you, laying the flowers into your hands which you clasped tightly like a lifeline. They were stunning and you would lie if you said that it wasn't doing anything with your heart. In fact, it was doing loopings and beating faster, threatening to jump out of your chest. But it all confused you even more. Why was he here all of the sudden, saying he needed to see you and giving you flowers when just days ago he wouldn't really reply to any of your texts, let alone talk to you?

You knitted your eyebrows and laid your head to the side. "Why are you here, Seungmin?" you asked carefully, voice wavering slightly, afraid of what he might answers.

"Because I need you, Y/n. And not just as a mother to my child. I need you because I you make my day better. You make every conversation, every little thing into an adventure that has me wandering what will follow. I need you because I can't bear to spend a day without your beautiful smile, your laugh that lights every room you enter"

Your breathing stocked as you processed his words, your fingers curled around the stems of the flowers, trying to ground you. Trying to keep yourself from imagining things. As tears of overwhelm built up in your eyes, you shook your head.

"Why, Seungmin. Why are you saying that?"

"Because it's true. It's true that I can't live without you anymore without spending every second away from you, asking myself what you are doing. I never thought that I would find my person as an idol. But I did. And it's you, Y/n. You are my person" his words were clear and strong, not wavering or showing any signs of uncertainty. No, he was meaning it. Every word was meant like he said.

Despite your efforts to keep the tears in, a stray tear escaped, rolling down your cheek as your heart clenched tightly. Your breathing was shallow and your fingers trembled. "Then why? Why Seungmin? Why did you meet up with that blonde girl? When what your saying is true, why did you choose to have sex with her?" you confronted him, more tears rolling down your face as your voice overlapped, breaking in the middle.

This was torture, pure torture. Seeing him walk down the street with that girl glued to his side was your personal hell. And just the mere though about it, what they were about to do, made your heart shatter into a million pieces again.

Hesitantly he came closer, his face twisted in pain as he thought back to that day. He regretted his decision. He regretted that you had seen him him with another girl and he definitely regretted watching your face fall into sadness. Gently, he cupped your cheeks, wiping your tears away with his thumb.

"A few weeks ago, I wanted to ask you out. On a real date. But I watched you in a café with another man. I thought that you were already dating someone and got angry. I was trying to forget you, to get you out of my head but nothing worked." he answered, voice gentle and soothing.

You knitted your eyebrows, thinking who he could mean. "That was my cousin you idiot!" you snorted, shaking your head in disbelief.

"I could beat myself for assuming so quickly - without asking you first" he answered truthfully, before clearing his throat. "When I was with that girl, I tried to forget you. And when you saw us? My own heart shattered into pieces watching your face fall. I promise, nothing happened. I couldn't do it. Because whenever I closed my eyes, I saw you."

You quietly gasped for air. "Y/n, I'm so sorry for being so distant. I never wanted to hurt you. Never. I was an idiot for believing that a distraction could help me forget my feelings because it didn't." a small smile formed on his lips and his fingers caressed the tender skin of your cheek. As the loose fabric of his hoddie's sleeve brushed over your face, you gasped again, shocked how wet it was. That explained why his hands were so cold too.

"Seungmin, your hoodie is wet! You will get sick" you muttered but the black haired only shook his head.

"It doesn't matter. I needed to tell you what I feel, Y/n. It doesn't matter that I have been waiting for hours. Because I couldn't hide it anymore and bring even more pain to you. Because the truth is, that I love you." he made a little pause to look you deep into the eyes. "I love you, Y/n. You and our little bean. I love you both so much it hurt to be away from you",he whispered and his face came closer, his lips almost touching yours. You didn't even try to stop the tears from rolling down your cheeks as your fingers clutched the fabric of his black hoodie. "Seungmin, I love you too" you murmured against his lips and finally overcame the small distance. His lips were soft like a pillow and you felt his breath getting caught in his throat as he pulled you impossibly closer.

Kissing Seungmin was like breathing air after diving too long in the sea. Like a missing piece of a puzzle finally slipping into the right spot. It felt magic. Butterflies erupted in your stomach as you wrapped your arms around his neck, your fingers in his damp hair.

When you ended your kiss, he leaned his forehead against yours, smiling brightly while tracing patterns with his index finger on your cheek. You returned the smile, leaning against him comfortably. Now, your heart finally didn't feel stabbed anymore. Like it was healing, slowly and piece by piece. It already did loopings in your chest, beating faster at what just happened.

Seungmin pecked your lips once more before bending down to search for your apartment keys you had let go of. Triumphantly he smiled, trying to distract you from the blush on his cheeks that most likely matched your own.

"Let's get you inside". he murmured, grabbing your hand slowly and interwined his fingers with yours. You nodded, following him like a lovesick puppy (that you were). He let you in first before locking the door behind him and you sighed comfortably as the warmth enveloped you. You saw how Seungmin shuddered slightly. You took his hand again, noticing how cold he really was. No doubt, if he went home like that, he would definitely catch a cold.

"You're shaking" you noted and he shrugged his shoulders. "I'm fine. It's pretty late. I should leave you alone to sleep" he murmured, brushing over your hand affectionately.

You shook your head no. Absolutely not. You weren't letting him go in this state. "Stay" you said certainly, already pulling him through your apartment. "Are you sure? I don't want to overstep" he layed his head to the side but followed you either way.

"Yes. You will be sick if you don't" you firstly filled a vase with water and placed the beautiful flowers in it, arrannging it on your kitchen counter. Then, you strolled to your bedroom and rummaged through your closet until you found some pieces your cousin had forgotten here a while ago when he had visited. He lived far away and always slept here whenever he wanted to meet your side of the family. "Should I be worried why you have men's clothes in your closet?" he teased with a smile, taking the hoodie and shorts thankfully.

You poked his side while rolling your eyes. "These are from my cousin. Don't worry" you added, walking to the bathroom with a hand on your back. This whole standing was the dead of your back. And your feet were killing you too.

In the doorway, you turned. "Up for a bath?" Seungmin nodded, noting that it will be the best to finally ward off the cold out of his bones. You hummed as you let the bath tub full of water and added a bath bomb along with some oil.

As you waited for the tub to fill, Seungmin stepped closer to you. You felt his presence behind your back and relaxed, especially as his arms sneaked around your waist and he hugged you from behind.

"Wanna keep me company?" he whispered into your ear, caressing your bump gently. You nodded, turning in his arms and catching his lips with your own. He moaned into the kiss, kneading your sides. Slowly, his lips moved against yours and he licked questionately with the tip of his tongue over your lips. You moaned loudly, opening your mouth which he immeadiately used to slip his tongue into your mouth. Tenderly, he let it dance around yours which turned slowly into a fight over dominace.

Your hands shot up to his hair, brushing through his soft strands and pulling gently, earning another breathy growl. Your teeth clashed together as the kiss got rougher and more passionate. Heat pooled in your stomach, leaving you whiny.

Before you could rip his clothes off his lean body, he broke off the kiss. He chuckled at your disheveled and desoriented state, pecking your lips and nodded to the tub. "It's full. We should soak in the warmth first, especially with your back hurting" he caressed your back gently. You were shocked that he had noticed your pain. Just this mention alone made your heart beat faster in delight.

"You're right" with that, you watched the black haired strip bare of his clothes. If Sanha was here, she would have mocked you about your open mouth and nearly drooling. But luckily she wasn't here to tease you. You knew he was lean and muscular but damn, he must have bulked up more since the first (and last) time you had seen him naked at the one-night-stand.

Everything on him was perfect, built like a god. You definitely understood why his fans freaked out whenever they saw him. Because you were freaking out too on the inside. You felt the heat in your cheeks and were sure you could compete with a tomato right now.

In a swift motion, he stepped into the tub, moaning as the hot water enveloped his cold skin. Goosebumps formed on his arms as he leaned back, watching you with a crooked smile. "Are you gonna stare forever or are you gonna join me at some point? Do you wanna take a picture? It holds longer" he smirked and winked at you, observing how the blush in your face intensified.

You cleared your throat, stepping from one foot to the other. Suddenly, you were nervous. Anxious even. This would be the first time he saw your pregnant body. You had swollen legs and feet and with over 30 weeks pregnant, your skin around your belly was strechted and marks were forming, blue and ugly.

You never were so self-conscious before because you had always been satisfied with your body but now? You whole body had changed, nothing was like before and most likely would never turn back to what it had been.

Water splashed, breaking your trail of thoughts. Seungmin leaned over the bathtub rim, water dripping down his arms as he props himself up. "Hey, Y/n. What's going in your cute little mind, huh?" he asked tenderly, his voice soft and soothing.

You cleared your throat, looking down at the white tiles. "Nothing..." you answered hesitantly, drawing out the word. The black haired layed his head to the side, analyzing your body language.

"If it's about your body, I need to tell you that I find you incredibly attractive. With or without your bump. Honestly, I think you're even hotter with a baby in your belly" his ears turned red but his words lacked any sign of lying. They were dripping of pure honesty, leaving you blushing and smiling.

Still nervously, you shrugged your pullover and your jeans off, leaving you only in your underwear. Silently, you watched Seungmin's face closely. But you only saw affection in his eyes. With a deep breath, you slipped out of the last clothes and stepped into the tub.

Seungmin positioned himself in front of you, turning you around so that you could sit in his lap. His forehead touched yours. "See. You look absolutely perfect. Like a goddess" he whispered into your ear and pressed a gentle kiss to your neck, making your breath hitch. Your fingers clutched his shoulders as his own massaged your sides and travelled up and down your back.

Along with the warmth, you felt the tension slowly fade and you relaxed fully in his arms. His little pecks and suckles continued on your neck, bringing back the longing and desire you had felt earlier.

You pushed his face away from your neck and captured them instead with your own. Again, his tongue slipped inside your mouth as you lazily made out with each other. Heat started to pool in your stomach again and you moaned into his mouth from time to time. You were desperate for more.

But not just you were affected by your passionate kissing, his own cock started to harden, twitching between your thighs whenever he drew a high-pitched moan from you. Experimantaly, you rolled your hips, earning a breathy groan from the man underneath you and his fingers tightened around your waist. Surely, he would bruises there but you couldn't care less.

All you wanted was to relief the aching between your legs and to finally let go. To let go and fall for the desire and longing you had haboured since the night you had created the life inside your belly. Since then, you were desperate for more. To feel him again. To feel the pleasure and the bliss he had given you.

You rubbed your core repeatedly against his cock, feeling him moan into your mouth whenever his hard member slipped through your wet folds. The whole sensation left you shuddering. He stopped your movements with his hands on your hips, breaking the kiss. You both heaved, chests touching. "Stop, my love. Are you sure you want to right now?" his voice was raspy and deep, showing the desire he felt. You nodded eagerly and tried to move again.

"Are you sure? I mean I won't hurt the uh - baby, right?" His ears turned pink instantly and he scratched his neck. You giggled, shaking your head at his adorableness and letting it fall onto his shoulder. Gosh he was so cute.

"The baby will be absolutely fine. He isn't going to get hurt at all" you placed a gentle kiss on his sensitive skin before you lifted your head to peck his lips. Then, you straddled him, lining his hard cock up with your pussy.

Slowly, you sank down onto him, feeling him glide against the tender skin. After such a long time without sex, you knew you needed some time to accommodate to his size. He wasn't that thick but very long and he stretched you out. With shallow breaths, you tried to relax around him to ease the pain if the stretch. To keep you from focusing too much on it, Seungmin brushed his hands up and down your waist, kissing your forehead soothingly.

"Are you alright?" He asked into your ear, telling you that it was completely fine stopping at every moment, whenever it got too much or painful. You shook your head, giving him a crooked smile. "I'm fine. The burn isn't that intense anymore" you calmed him down, testing how you felt with rolling your hips.

He moaned at the feeling of the velvety walls dragging against his sensitive cock. You both opted for a slow pace, passionate and full of longing and desire you both had suppressed for so long.

"At least we don't need to use protection anymore" you giggled which turned into a moan as Seungmin hit the right spot inside of you. He snorted, rolling his eyes playfully. As your movements turned sloppy, Seungmin took over, moving his hips up and down.

You leaned your head against his neck as you whined, feeling your legs tremble slightly. Your fingers clawed at his back, surely leaving some marks. The black haired kissed the spot between your neck and shoulder, sucking at the sensitive skin which only added to your pleasure.

As he tried a new angle, you moaned high-pitched, the new spot he hit inside you let you see stars and you clenched around him, earning a breathy groan. Your mind was swimming in pleasure and desire while a knot formed in your core, tightening ever so slightly with each thrust.

"Oh my god, Seungmin" you muttered in between heavy breaths, sweat forming that was immeadiately washed away by the warm water around you. It splashed as his movements grew faster, more desperate. He was chasing his own high, you could feel it.

"I'm close" you stuttered, lifting your head to look him into the eyes. They were dilated with lust and a deep adoration, the love he had talked about earlier. He smiled widely before pressing a kiss to your lips. "Me too, my love" he whispered against them, his tongue dancing with yours in their own dance.

His hands grabbed your hips, guiding your body up and down with surprising strength. His hips met yours halfway, slamming into you to draw these beautiful sounds out of you that he loved so dearly. His thrusts got faster and harder, pushing you to the edge and suddenly the knot in your core dissolved, leaving you in pure bliss. His own orgasm followed almost immeadiately, his hips stuttered and he pressed his cock deep inside of you, feeling how your orgasm made your walls clench down on him, massaging his cock.

He moaned, letting his head fall on your shoulder, his wet hair tickling your skin. You felt himpulsating inside of you, only adding more pleasure to your own high.

It took you both several minutes to catch up afterwards. He was still deep inside of you, his cum filling you to the brim. You felt warm, giddy even and utterly exhausted. His hands glided over your back soothingly, helping you to control your rapid breathing.

"Let's get you cleaned up", he murmured into your ear, his voice raspy and deep, sending a chill over your back. You nodded trying to get up from his lap but slipping and crashed back down. Jup, your legs were definitely wobbly.

He groaned as his cock brushed over your walls. He stilled you, stopping you from another attempt. "If you keep doing that, we won't sleep tonight" he replied, voice thick with lust. You giggled. "Ups, sorry"

Carefully, he lifted you up until his cock slipped out of your pussy before sitting you back down on his lap. The feeling of the sudden emptiness left you whining. He laughed wholeheartedly, pecking your forehead affectionately. He grabbed a wash cloth you had laid out earlier and spread some body wash over the soft farbric, rubbing it in and then trailing it over your back and shoulders. You sighed comfortably, laying your head on his chest, closing your eyes.

Carefully, he poured over your head to make your hair wet. He massaged your scalp with the shampoo and conditioner, poking your side as he let it rest. "Don't fall asleep on me now" he whispered into your ear. You murmured something incoherently, lifting your head up. Your eyes were still half closed and a dreamy smile formed on your lips. "Never" you replied, earning a chuckle. "Of course" he washed the conditioner out of your hair and helped you climb out of the tub ungracefully.

"Oh my gosh, I feel like a walrus" you comment with a giggle, wrapping your hair in a towel and your body in a bathrobe with your belly peeking out. "No, you're more like a fairy. A beautiful one" he corrected with a smirk. You snorted, rolling your eyes. "Are looking at your own reflection in the mirror? Or am I just a fat fairy?" you giggled, poking his defined, exposed belly. He squirmed away from your touch, defending himself against you.

"You're not fat. You have my baby inside of you" he corrected again, caressing over your belly.

You giggled, nodding along. "You're right. And I don't regret being pregnant at all. I kinda love the feeling of having a bump even though it's getting on my nerves sometimes when nothing is fitting anymore"

You let the bathrobe fall, walking to your cupboard completely bare, knowing that Seungmin's hungry eyes followed every step you took. "Wanna take a picture? It's gonna hold longer" you winked, picking up the phrase he used before. He shook his hand in amusement, a corner of his lips twitching upwards. You rummages through the cupboard, grabbing a special lotion that really helped moisturize your stretched skin.

Before you could spread some of the milky liquid on your hands, Seungmin took the bottle from you. "Let me" he commented, rubbing the lotion between his hands and laid them gently on your belly. You stilled, holding your breath as Seungmin moved his hands in slow circles.

He caressed his fingers over your stretch marks, drawing figures over your sensitive skin. You giggled. "What are you doing?" you laughed. "Worshipping your body, what else?" he responded playfully, tracing every little thing that lets you sometimes feel self-conscious about. He cupped your bump with his hand, smiling widely in happiness as well as in shock as your skin extended slightly right were his hand was.

Your little bean was kicking, or rather running a marathon in your belly with how much kicks hit you. You winced as he boxed you right in the ribs. "Beanie, isn't it way too late for you? It's bedtime" the black haired scolded your child, index finger pointing at your belly and poking back whenever a new kick hit you.

"At least I know now where all this kicking and poking comes from" you rolled your eyes dramatically, squirming away from Seungmin's hand. "Stop running away! I was having a conversation with my son" he exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air.

"You can have as much conversations as you want when beanie is born" you replied mockingly, slipping into a wide t-shirt and shorts because you couldn't fit your pyjamas over your bump anymore.

"But that will take such a long time!" Seungmin pouted but also dressing in the clothes you had layed out for him.

"such a long time? Seungmin, I'm 32 weeks now. With only 8 more weeks to go" you corrected, already feeling giddy as you thought about holding your little bean in your arms. Well, first you had to survive the birth.

"That are 8 weeks too long" he smirked, grabbing your hand and pulling you out of the bathroom. Together, you walk into your bedroom, jumping into bed with the blanket like your own little bubble of comfort. Without second thought, he pulls you towards him until your face is only centimetres away from his, your legs tangled together.

Now, the weight of the day settled again, laying heavily on your eyelids. Sleepily, you blinked, shuffling until you laid comfortable which grew more difficult with how further this pregnancy progressed. Seungmin gave you a kiss on the nose, featherlight and tender.

"Good night, my love" he whispered which you replied, loving how his hands sneaked around your waist, caressing your bump lovingly. Lulling you to sleep with his breath hitting your shoulder as you hid your face in the crook of his neck, inhaling his rich scent.

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The next morning, you slowly woke up to the feeling of warmth radiating around your body, enveloping you in a cocoon of comfort. Your eyes were still closed, thinking that a little bit of sleep wouldn't hurt anybody. You loved the warmth that's why you always let your curtains wide open to let the sun in. Just like now. The sun must have fought against the heavy rain to shine so warmly.

But it wasn't the sun that warmed you, it was something or rather someone. Seungmin to be exact. You were in his arms, cuddled up with your back against his chest. For a second, his lips pressed a ghost like kiss on your neck where his head had tested before his arms opened and he quietly shuffled out of bed.

Confused, your eyes fluttered open, asking yourself why he was getting up. And it wasn't even six o clock yet. And the sun wasn't even shining, thick raindrops still hitting your window with force. The storm hadn't even begun wearing down.

Your bed squealed slightly as he moved to the edge, sitting up and rubbing over his face in exhaustion. You stilled completely when you heard his bare foots against your floor, almost soundlessly sneaking out of the room.

You turned to the now closed door (which was a full workout with the bump) and suddenly felt so cold. Now, your personal heater was gone and with him was your confidence you had yesterday before going to sleep. Never, you would have thought that a single action would make you question everything he had said and done.

Was he leaving? Despite having been up for only a couple of minutes, your mind was running a marathon. Why was he leaving? Why didn't he stay with you?

Was he regretting what he said yesterday? Was he ashamed? Thousand questions bombarded you, leaving an insecure and self-conscious person behind.

Was anything he had said true? Could you believe him? Or was this all just a sick joke you fell for?

You sighed, already fighting your tears. How could you be that dumb? How could you think he really thought of you more than just being the mother to his unwanted child? Pathetic, absolutely pathetic. He had fooled you once, you had misunderstood once and now, you were repeating the same mistake again and again.

You rubbed your hands over your face, refusing to cry over a man that hurt your heart already. There was nothing left to break. It was already in shambles, everything. Your heart, your mind and your whole body.

Even though, you didn't want to meet him while he was sneaking out like an unimportant one night stand, you couldn't think about getting back to sleep right now. So, you pushed your overly tired body up and sighed as you already felt the back pain beginning to form. That was going to be a long day, you thought.

Quietly and with a sour mood, you walked into the kitchen, eyebrows knitted in annoyance. You stopped in your tracks when you saw Seungmin. He is still here, you thought surprisingly.

His head shot up in surprise when he heard your steps. His smile was warm, inviting you closer. But you were hesitant, having actually expected him to quickly flee from your apartment and never speak again about what had happened yesterday.

You wrapped your arms around your body, trying to shield what he was going to say. Would he say that you two should better forget what had happened in the bath? Would he thank you for another one night stand and make you sign another NDA?

You noticed that he was already dressed in his own clothes again that you had thrown over your towel dryer but you doubted that they were already dry since they weren't long enough on it.

"Y/n! Why are you awake? I'm sorry if I woke you up" he sounded genuine like he meant what he said. But you didn't trust the adorable smile on his lips that made his dimpled pup out, you couldn't. Not when he could crush the hope that bubbled up inside of you within a few words.

"So, you wanted to leave? Without saying something?" You replied coldly, not answering to his question. Judgemental, you squeezed your eyes together, watching how his movements stilled for a second.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I didn't want to wake you up this early. But I have practise in about an hour" he voiced without any sharpness, just the gentleness he had shown you yesterday. Oh, but you weren't buying that.

"Was any of what you said yesterday true?" Your voice vibrated harshly with the hardness that echoed through the room, showing clearly how hurt you were from him sneaking out. Seungmin's concerned face grew tenderly, even a little bit calmed down.

With careful steps, he came closer to you until his hands wrapped around your upper arms. "Or was it just a one night stand again?" You tried to sound carefree as if the answer he was about to give to you wouldn't change everything. But your own voice betrayed you, breaking in the middle.

Seungmin's eyes softened even more, his fingers rubbing over your bare arms soothingly. "Oh Y/n, I meant everything I have said. Every. Single. Word. I love you and the baby, so much. I'm sorry I made you doubt my words. But they are true. You are my everything. I love you" goosebumps formed all over your body as you processed his words. They wasn't any hesitance or shaking, nothing that would show you that he was toying with you. No, he meant it. Every single word.

Your resistance crumbled and thick tears of reluctance rolled down your cheeks. Seungmin cooked at you, hugging you tightly and swaying your body from left to right in a soothing manner. "Sh, it's okay. It's my fault. I should have made it very clear that I'm not joking"

"So you are not regretting anything?" You whispered in his hear, voice shaky and thin. Seungmin shook his head, bringing a few centimetres of distance between your faces to show you how serious he was.

"I don't regret it. I don't regret having sex with you yesterday. I don't regret falling so deep for you that even I can't deny anymore that I'm whipped. And I'm absolutely not regretting our one night stand that lead up to this point. No, I'm thankful for that. Because that night changed everything. My life did a full turn, but it got so much better. Because I not just found my one person I'm sure I'll marry someday, but I also got gifted with a wonderful son that will have the beauty of his mom. And maybe Santa isn't bad either but we don't tell her that" Seungmin smiled brightly, proud of you and what he had been gifted with.

You couldn't help but stifle a laugh between your overwhelmed sobs at the mention of Sanha and their love hate relationship. These raw feeling made your heart feel light and beat faster as if it tried to jump straight out of your chest to be closer to Seungmin.

"W-what are we, Seungmin?" you added. You couldn't breathe, just the mere thought that he could maybe just want friends with benefiets made you squirmish with anxiety. But Seungmin's smile never died down, not when his hand gently cupped your cheek, pushing your chin up so that you needed to look him in the eyes. His index finger drew lines over your bottom lip, making you nearly sigh deeply into the tender touch.

"Whatever you want us to be, my love" he murmured, eyes observing you softly. "Because I'll be happy with everything you give to me. Like I said, you ruined me for every other person. I love you. And I would be happy - no, I would be over the moon to call you my girlfriend."

You gulped, a small smile spreading over your lips as you layed your hand over his that was still coupling your face. "Then, I'll gladly call you my boyfriend" he shuddered at the phrase, closing his eyes to get used to the sweet sound of boyfriend from your mouth. Gosh, he already loved this name. He should record it and make it his ringtone.

"Say it again" Seungmin plead, the biggest smile lighting his whole face, dimples showing and eyes forming crescents.

"What? That you're my boyfriend?" You giggled, mocking him lightly to which he whined in response.

"Stop teasing me, my love." He pouted, looking exactly like a puppy. You laughed wholeheartedly. "Seungmin, my boyfriend-" you began, wrapping your hands around his neck and pulling him closer which he hadn't expected at all. "-I love you too" his eyes sparkled like you had gifted him the world on a silver plate.

"Oh I love that sound" he murmured, connecting your lips in a passionate kiss and you felt him smile. Before you could even think about deepening the kiss, you picked up a strange smell. It smelled burned and you broke the kiss to check where the ugly smell came from.

"What is smelling so burnt?" You questioned, knitting your eyebrows and sniffing the air. Seungmin stilled and yelped, running out of your intimate hug to your cooker. Dark grey smoke rose from the pan and you coughed, quickly opening a window to prevent the fire alarm going off. With a hand covering your mouth and nose, you waved your other hand from left to right.

"Oh my god, Seungmin. What did you do?" You coughed out, turning to him as he moved the pan from the cooker to another surface where it wouldn't burn further. He scratched his neck, chuckling nervously. "Actually, I was making pancakes for you to eat later when you wake up. But I guess I should leave the cooking to Felix and Chan" you giggled, shaking your head at his comment.

"No word to anyone. I swear!" He added, panic settling into his eyes. "Felix will unalive me if he finds out that I ruined pancakes that were made after his recipe. He will take that personally" he told you with wide eyes.

Your giggles turned into a laugh. You couldn't imagine the kind sunshine Felix to murder your boyfriend. Boyfriend. That sounded unfamiliar, even in your thoughts. But not in a bad way, no, it made you giddy, excited for the future awaiting you two.

Seungmin checked his phone, cursing as he saw how late it already was. "Shit, I need to get to practice" he murmured, quickly saying goodbye to you with a peck on your lips and a affectionate rub over your bump. He was nearly completely out of the front door, when he stopped again, turning around and grinning widely. "Can I see you tonight again?" As you nodded, his smile widened even more, winking at you and yelling an 'I love you' so loud that you were sure that the whole apartment building had heard it. Either way, you followed his example.

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Chan's Chaos kids + Y/n

Chan has added you to the group chat.

Hyunjin: Tell me, Y/n. Spill. What did that idiot pay you for you to be in a relationship with him? Thousands? Millions?

Changbin: He isn't that rich.

Seungmin: Rude.

Y/n: he didn't pay me anything.

Jisung: WHAT? SINCE WHEN? WHAT HAPPENED?

Jeongin: Hah, I knew it. Changbin and Felix give me my money.

Seungmin: You actually made bets? What kind of friends are you?!

Jeongin: Friends who know how profitable bets can be. I expect you to give me my 50$ after dinner. And Sanha wants her money too.

Felix: I'm never betting with you ever again.

Changbin: I bet he is going to do the exact opposite in three days.

Minho: I bet that he will start betting again tomorrow.

Changbin: deal.

Seungmin: You guys are unbelievable.

Y/n: Wait guys. Sanha bet how long it's going to take us to get together?

Jisung: Yes, and she was pretty accurate.

Y/n: Betrayed by my own best friend ...

Hyunjin: Welcome to our family

Y/n: okay, now I slowly see why this chat is called Chan's Chaos kids.

Chan: Jup, now you know what I need to endure all this time. They never give me a pause with their shit.

Seungmin: Aww, do you need a pause, old man? Should I get your walkers?

Chan: Fuck off.

Chan: I hope your son gets at least his mother's character traits. Otherwise we won't survive.

You giggled as you read their texts. It was cute that they added you to their group chat. They sent some more texts but you couldn't read them because Sanha's profile plopped up as she called you.

"Why did Felix and Changbin give me my money? Have Jeongin and I really won the bet? I can't believe it!" she rambled vividly and you could practically see her in front of you, throwing her hands in the air. "I mean, I don't mind the money but why the hell didn't you tell me at first?!" she exclaimed, huffing in annoyance.

You giggled, shaking your head at her antics. "Sorry, Sannie. I just - after the date yesterday with Wonho - which was perfect if I'm being honest - Seungmin waited in front of my apartment. We spoke and he apologised." you recounted, pulling the blanket thighter over your own body. After Seungmin went to practise, you opted to cuddle up on your couch with a fluffy blanket and your series.

"Uhh, interesting. And then?" she wanted to know giddily. "Then, he told me how he really felt for me and gave me a bouquet." you noticed how your cheeks turned red and were extremely grateful that your best friend couldn't see it. Otherwise, she would never let you live that down.

"A bouquet? Shut up! I need a photo. Now!" she yelled excitedly, the sound of her hands clapping could be heard in the background. You laughed, rolling from your comfortable spot to snap a quick photo. "Oh my god! It's so cute! When he isn't an asshole, he is actually a gentleman" she noted approvingly.

"What happened to my best friend who tried to unalive him?" you questioned in mockery. "She's still there but right now, she is just happy that her best friend is happy. You know? I can easily kill him the next time he does something stupid" she shrugged. You hummed, mindlessly caressing your bump.

"Did you have sex afterwards?" Sanha asked boldy. You weren't even surprised for her to ask you. Actually, you had guessed that this would be the first question from her. "Yes, we spent the night together" you affirmed, blushing at the memory of your bath last night.

"Uhhhhhh" she teased, drawing the sound out. "Was it good? Did you have fun?"

"Yes, it was even better than the first time" you agreed. "And what does that make you? Are you in a relationship now?" she asked hesitantly, careful not to press more salt into a possible wound. But luckily, there was no wound. Just a healing heart that would take some time to trust him fully and be confident in the relationship. But it was a beginning. Hopefully, a beginning to something big.

"We're together now. He asked me this morning after I confronted him. I was so anxious that I had misunderstood him yesterday. But he could reassure me that he wanted me to be his girlfriend." you told her truthfully.

"Aww! Congratulations Y/nnie! It was about to be time!" she squealed in joy, telling you something about her work and how she hated it that her lunch break was nearly over. For a few minutes, she told you the newest gossip at work and hung up.

Now that the semester was over, you could really prepare for the birth of your little one and start planning the nursery. You still didn't know where the hell you should fit his room. Well, as a stillborn, he would be at your side at night anyways. But after this phase, you really needed to think about where to put his crib. Maybe in the living room? This was the only room that could fit a crib. Not even your bedroom was big enough.

You feared that you didn't have any other option than moving into a bigger apartment. You hated this. You hated that you would eventually needed to leave your home you had worked so hard for. And every apartment you had looked up was well over your price range.

You sighed, that was a problem for later, you thought. You still had eight weeks to go. That was enough time, right?

You spent the next few hours with watching your series, napping and looking for all kinds of stuff you needed when the little bean was born. In between, you ravaged all the food in your kitchen, searching for your next craving.

Over text, Seungmin had informed you that he would be at your place around eight pm with your favourite ice tea and food. At the mention of food, your mouth watered. Point eight, he knocked gently on your door and greeted you with a peck on your lips. You were still surprised how natural it felt. Like you had been together for longer, not just for a few hours. But the way he acted around you, didn't change at all. He was still very observant with his usual snarky comments you loved so dearly.

But now, he was far more affectionate and showed his love openly. And you were a sucker for that. You leaned against the kitchen counter, pressing a hand on your belly to soothe the minimal pain you felt. It was normal, your docter had claimed. This were practise contractions to prepare you for birth. But that only made you more scared for the actual birth and contractions. You had a low pain tolerance but you hoped that once the little bean was there, all the pain would be forgotten.

"Where did you get the food?" you asked curiously, huffing in annoyance as the next painful wave hit your body and your stomach clenched uncontrollably together. "I forced Minho to cook your favourite since I didn't want to actually burn your kitchen down this time" he grinned triumphantly and you peeked over his shoulder.

"Uhh pasta. My cryptonite" you giggled happily, groaning when another wave rolled over you. "I know. Redemption through pasta, right?" he stated smugly, his eyes growing concerned when he saw you twitching in pain. For a few seconds, he abandoned his place at the cooker to reheat the pasta and brushed soothingly over your back. "Are you sure you're alright?"

You hummed in exhaustion. "Yup, I guess my body just wants to be well prepared" you joked around, breathing deeply as the pain decreased. "By the way, have you thought about baby names?" you changed the topic, swaying the brownish ice tea in your glass. It was a cocktail glass. But who was going to judge you? You wanted to drink with elegance even though there was not a hint of alcohol.

Seungmin turned to the pasta again, then placing the pot on your kitchen table as he shut the cooker off. "Well, I needed to confront myself with baby names when beanie's uncles are already suggesting the most terrible names for months!" the black haired chuckled, recalling the funniest ones.

"I wasn't even surprised when Minho brought up 'Gremlin Jr.' as the first name. But now, it turned into a whole competition who could find the craziest name. We've got Cryzilla from Hyunjin, Lord Droolia from Jisung and Caption Cutie McBurp from Changbin. I can't tell which one is the best"

You snorted at the suggestions. They were hilarious and you didn't know how they came up with these names. "Well, at least we know how we aren't naming our child" you commented, munching on the first spoon of pasta and moaning in delight at the sinful taste.

"Damn, Minho should cook more often for me" you murmured, head thrown back. "I can ask him what he thinks about being our personal servant" Seungmin winked, smirk displayed on his mouth. "I think he will hit you with a frying pan as soon as you speak it out" you commented. "Ah, I bet he will be overjoyed." the black haired joked.

"Okay, but seriously, do you have any names you like? Because I have some" you changed the topic back to the more serious one. "Hm, difficult question. The most names I looked up didn't really convince me but I kinda like Byeonwoo" he explained, the tablewear clanked against eachother.

You hummed, nodding at the name. "I don't really like the syllable 'Byeon' but I love the ending 'woo' since it means universe." you commented. "I thought to maybe play with the meaningof the name. Because we call our baby beanie as a nickname, I figured that it may be cute to combine it with his real name. So, maybe Saengjun or Jongwoo?"

Seungmin nodded. "I love Jongwoo! It's so cute" his hand reached for yours, brushing over your thumb tenderly. "So, Jongwoo it is? It means origin of greatness and I think that's the perfect meaning" you told him and smiled widely. Your little bean was really the origin of greatness. That night, that one night stand, changed your life forever. It changed it into a better version. Now, you had everyting you had hoped for as a child. A boyfriend and an unborn child on the way.

Well, maybe you hadn't seen it coming that you would check the point pregnancy off first and then boyfriend but that's unimportant. Without beanie, you wouldn't have met Seungmin again. Without him, the black haired wouldn't sit across from you, here in your apartment, holding your hand like you meant the entire universe for him.

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"Oh my god, Y/n! You are so big!" Jisung squealed high pitched a few weeks later, opening his arms to give you a tight hug. You chuckled. "Thank you for the reminder" Chan rolled his eyes in annoyance, giving his younger member a slap on the back of the head while exclaiming "Yah, you don't say that to a pregnant woman you idiot!"

Jisung pouted, rubbing his head as he let go of you, going to sulk while cuddling Minho who smirked at Seungmin. "I didn't know you like bags so much. if I had known, I would have bought you one for your birthday last year." Seungmin flipped him off, still holding your bag he insistent on carrying because he claimed that your back is strained enough from the baby. Yet, you must say that Minho had a good point and the bag actually kinda suited him (but you weren't telling him that).

"It's been so long!" Felix shouted, jumping up in down while wearing a smile that could compete with the sun. You nooded in agreement. "Yes, I know. I'm so sorry. But all those doctor's appointments and searching for the right hospital I want to give birth in, kept me very busy"

"Plus, your boyfriend kept you to himself like a caveman. I'm surprised he let you out of your cave to come here" Hyunjin added, brushing teasingly through Seungmin's black hair, only annoying him further. "Now I know why I just spent time alone with her" your boyfriend murmured, pushing out a chair for you to sit at. Jeongin came hugging you from the side, poking your belly affectionately and greeting him as if he would hear it through your belly.

"How long until this beanie enters the world?" Chan asked, filling your plate with steak and smashed potatoes. "About five weeks" you answered, wanting to take the plate but Seungmin grabbed it instead. "You're a glutton!" Changbin scolded him immeadiately but your boyfriend just laughed, shaking his head.

"You're idiots sometimes. Pregnant women aren't allowed to eat meat that isn't overcooked." he sounded like he was reciting out of a maternity book, shocking you all. You shrugged, taking the plae back once Seungmin had pushed the flesh on his plate, leaving only potatoes and souce on it. "Well, at least someone is paying attention" you giggled, feeling warmth climb your chest at the mere thought that Seungmin had researched and remembered those things.

"What would you just do without me?" he answered with a wink. "Eating steak and drinking an cocktail?" Minho answered on your behalf. "Not being in a relationship with a pabo?" Felix added, seemingly enjoying to irritate his fellow member. "Sleeping calm through the night without back and neck pain or the constant feeling to pee?" you decided to throw into the enumeration, standing up to do your third walk to the bathroom in the fifteen minutes you were at their dorms as if you needed to prove the point.

"Okay, okay I get it!" you heard the black haired exclaim in the kitchen, clearly pouting like a sore loser. "Well at least my life is now so funny with your little chaos group." You yelled with a laugh, earning the outraged gasped from them and the bickering continued.

As you slipped back into your seat, listening as they conversed about their next comeback. "I can't wait to see Stays reaction!" Jisung babbled, swinging his fork from left to right.

"Fortunately, we still have four months until release. The management was not amused to postpone the date" Chan chuckled, remembering the struggle. Three months ago he had helped Seungmin with informing the company about the pregnancy and that Seungmin would need some time off to take care of you and the little bean.

"Jup, I feared that JYP would murder you for it. Seriously, the way his screams could be heard through the whole company was absolutely terrifying." Jeongin recounted.

"Well, I didn't leave room for arguments." Seungmin replied smugly, recalling the red agitated face his boss had made. Just for this expression, it was absolutely worth it.

"The baby can finally come" you exclaimed, rubbing over your swollen belly. "I just need to find a bigger place to move in."

Changbin patted you shoulder. "We'll find something. Even when we need to throw Seungmin out of the forms so that you can have his room for you and the baby"

"And where should I sleep?" Seungmin questioned, eyebrows raised. "You have your own apartment?" Hyunjin commented, rollings his eyes.

"Wow, thank you Hyunjin, really" Seungmin snorted teasingly.

As the dinner slowly winded down, Seungmin brought you back to your apartment. Sadly, he couldn't stay at your place since he and the boys were going to fly to the USA for a few days for several interviews and some fashion shows. This was the last time they will be away before your birth. But nonetheless, you didn't want to part from them, not even for a few days.

"Thank you for the great evening. I'm glad I could spend some time with you all before your trip" you murmured, watching the city lights flow by.

"Don't say you are going to miss me?" Seungmin gasped dramatically, a smirk forming on his lips while his eyes stayed trained on the street in front of him.

You rolled your eyes, trying to hide your growing amusement. "Of course I'm going to miss you. You practically lived with me at my apartment at some point. And now it's going to be so quiet"

"Speaking of apartment, I could help you, you know? With finding the perfect place for you and Jongwoo" his voice turned more serious as he reached over with one hand to caress yours. You sighed, playing with a hair strand. "I know, I know. But I don't want that. Everyone will think that I got myself knocked up just to profit from your wealth."

"But I know that's not true - we all know that's not true" he soothed, slowly parking in front of your apartment building, shutting down the engine and turning fully towards you.

"Yes, but I don't want to rely just on you. I don't want to be called a money digger." You reasoned, eyes growing concerned as you thought how every person you would meet would immediately associate you with Seungmin. They all would only see the money he spends on you, not the love you shared. They will say that you are only with him for your benefit, like he was your sugar daddy.

He cupped your face gently, smiling lightly. "I know you love your independence but at least let me spoil you sometimes, okay? And besides, I have already thought a bit about another option. At dinner, when Hyunjin mentioned my own apartment, I got the idea that I have enough space there. I could clear my little office for the little bean. I wasn't much in there anyway. What do you think? Do you wanna move in with me?" His expressions were curious and gentle, not demanding you to immediately answer and let you think about it at first.

"Really? Is that okay for you? We would spend every second together in the apartment and we aren't together for that long" you voiced your concerns. Seungmin hummed, acknowledging your thoughts.

"Personally, I couldn't contain my joy but I know that it will be a massive change in our lifes. And I'm not saying that it's gonna be easy. I mean - besides the boys I never lived together in one place with anyone. But I would love to spend that extra time with you. I could be there for you and the baby. But I'm not going to force you to live with me. That's your choice, completely. I just want to give you this option"

"Thank you, Minnie. I appreciate the offer. And if I'm being honest, I love the idea. I mean - you are practically already living here. Under one circumstance I will move in with you." you held your index finger up. "I want to pay some rent. I would like the rent split in half, equally since he both would be living there."

"You obviously don't have to but if that's what you want, I'm completely fine with that. That way I have more money to spoil you" Seungmin winked, pressing a chaste kiss on your lips.

"Kim Seungmin don't you dare!" You scolded him, scrunching your nose together. Your boyfriend just laughed and booped your nose. "Just kidding. But I want to add one condition - when I'm back from America, I want to take you out on a date. A real one. We didn't have the time to celebrate our relationship with a fancy dinner, so that's my only condition" he submitted confidently.

"Well, if I want to live with you, I guess I don't have any other option" you shrugged playfully nonchalant, trying desperately to keep the smirk from forming on your lips.

"To finalise our negotiations, we need to seal it with a kiss" the black haired proposed as if it was some important business contract. "Sure, nothing easier than that" you winked, leaning over to the driver's seat to minimize the distance between you. Just to play a little bit with his sanity, you chose to lick over your lips, smirking at the way his gaze flickered down from your eyes to your lips. They stayed there, following every move with growing need and desire.

"What? Aren't you going to seal our contract?" you teased, earning an eyeroll and his hand gently grabbed your neck and pulled you close for the kiss while your hands rested on his upper legs to steady yourself. It started out tender at first, filled with a gentleness that left goosebumps all over your skin but soon, you felt his tongue brush over your velvety bottom lip and you moaned, lettng him inside. His mouth was pressed hard against your own, your tongues circled eachother like two enemies ready for a fight. And they fought - they fought a fiery battle of love and dominance.

Seungmin groaned, his one hand slipping into your hair, making a huge mess and the other rested on your waist, gripping you like you would dissapear if he didn't. You broke the kiss to breathe again and observed his swollen, red lips with satisfaction. You bet that yours didn't look any better. Your hands were still supporting your body while laying on Seungmin's legs and when you looked down, you couldn't help the smirk.

"Ups, gotcha all riled up, didn't I?", you giggled devilishly, brushing your hand in a slow motion over his buldge that was visible through his blue jeans. Biting your lip again, you loved the way he twitched under you touch. Seungmin groaned, laying his head slightly to the side and in his eyes blazed a fire of desire. "Careful with what you play, my love"

"Why? Because you would stay here with me instead of going to America?" you giggled, pressing a kiss to his nose as you let your fingers glide over his hardening member again. "Don't tempt me, my love" his voice had dropped, sounding raspy and full of longing for more.

"What if I want to?" you teased him and played with the zipper of his jeans, slowly pulling it down while never breaking eye contact. The buldge in his boxers was now larger once it was freed from the tight jeans material. Seungmin's breath hitched once you slipped a hand inside, pushing the last bit of fabric down until his pulsing cock stood tall in all his glory.

Through half closed eyes, he watched you intently as you wrapped your hand around his length and he bit his bottom lip to express a moan just at the sight. Slowly, you began to pump your hand, your grip squeezing him ever so slightly. Trying to draw out a moan with massaging his tender, reddened tip. He was already leaking precum and the black haired threw his head back against the seat while you spread the white liquid over his cock.

You loved the sounds he made and you felt yourself getting wetter and wetter with every second. Confidently, you leaned down and wrapped your lips around Seungmin's swollen tip, tracing sinfully slow over it and collcting precum on your tongue. Then, you pushed your head down, feeling him writhe in your hold. He squirmed in pleasure, cursing something under his breath.

A loud moan left his lips and his hands flew to your head, brushing harsh through your hair and gripping a few strands. but immeadiately unclenching them in concern to hurt you. You hummed, the vibration around his member making twitch and seeing stars.

"Oh god, Y/n... you're incredible, oh, fuck..." he groaned, opening his eyes to watch you move up and down on his cock. Your hand pumped what you couldn't fit in your mouth as you continued to swallow him whole, slowly letting your eyes wander upwards until your gazes met. Seungmin swore, he would never forget this image of you, his cock in your mouth and blinking through your lashes like a beautiful goddess. Yes, this picture was now burned into his mind and he would treasure it for his entire life.

In satisfction, you watched his face relax and contort with each movement, with each stroke of your tongue against the sensitive tip. You followed the sounds of his enjoyment, feeling praised whenever a loud moan echoed through the car or his hands tried so desperately not to pull on your hair.

Hair strands slipped from behind your ear in front of your face and Seungmin pushed them immeadiately away, moving them back where they came from so that nothing could block the exceptional view he had. Slowly, his moans grew higher, the other arm thrown over his face in pure bliss. He knew he wouldn't last long as the hot knot grew in his stomach, urging him to push his hips upwards to meet your movements. His pretty sounds encouraged you to continue.

"fuck... Y/n, my love. I'm-oh my- I'm gonna come" he warned in between groans and moans but you didn't let that stop you. instead, you sucked him in so deeply that his tip hit the back of your throat and moved quicker.

Light tears were running down your cheeks and Seungmin groaned loudly as his high crashed over him, wave after wave. His hand held you unintentionally down as his warm cum filled your mouth. Slowly, after the final drops of cum spilled out, his hand loosened and his head threw back again against the seat. Lifting, your head, you took a deep breath and wiped your chin of the little drips that escaped before swallowing the cum. Seungmin observed you quietly, chest rising and falling fast and his face was flushed red in heat. Gently, he cupped your cheeks, brushing the drying tears away and mumbled a thank you against your lips.

"I love you" he added softly, tucking himself back in and helping you out of the car to your apartment. "Thanks for bringing me up" you replied moments later as you stood in the opened front door, saying goodbye to the black haired since he needed to go back to the dorms because their flight would be leaving very early in the morning.

"Of course. What a boyfriend would I be if I just dropped my girlfriend off without making sure she got inside safely?" he rolled his eyes, connecting his hand with yours and pressing a tender peck on your lips.

"I'm gonna text you as soon as I get from the plane. And promise me to call me if anything happens to you or the baby. Then, I'll be in the next flight back to you" he exclaimed and you nodded. "Calm down, Minnie. Jongwoo and I will be perfectly fine. We still have five weeks and I think he isn't going to come sooner. Please, don't be so concerned, okay?"

He nodded, sighing. "Too late. I'm not even in America yet and all I'm thinking about is you and beanie" You pressed your lips against his for a second, leaning your forehead against his. "Have a good trip and come quickly back to me"

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Saying that your life without college or a job was boring was an understatement. With almost nine months pregnant, you couldn't work anymore, especially in a cefé. The most time was spent with Sanha when the boys were away. Even though you loved the time with your best friend, your heart ached to hold your boyfriend close.

The calls on a daily basis and the texts had been far from enough to stop you from missing him. Therefore, you were even more excited now that the five days were over and you were finally going to see him again.

Through the (very chaotic) group text, you knew that they all had boarded the plane a few hours ago and if your right, they must be landing soon. Sadly, you couldn't wait for them at the airport because of the attention they would attract from the media and their fans. You knew that, especially if your relationship with Seungmin grew more serious, there wasn't any chance to keep your relationship a secret forever. But now you didn't have the nerve to make it public. That was definitely too stressful before the birth and leaking this big information could seriously harm Seungmin's career as an idol.

No, right now, you could happily enjoy your life without a camera in your face all the time. Privacy had always been something you loved. And you loved to go out without people noticing you, discussing everything that you were doing or wearing. No, you didn't need that for now.

Seungmin: We just landed safely and I even napped for a few hours.

Y/n: that's great. Can't wait to see you. I missed you so much.

Seungmin: I missed you too.

Seungmin: Be ready at seven. I want to take you out to dinner.

You stared at the screen of your phone, smiling widening every time you reread his message. It was surprising that he wanted to go out after such a long plane ride. He must be so exhausted and still, he wanted to take you out. Of course, you had thought that he might come visit you after being away for five days but you rather thought about a calm evening on the couch, watching the movie you two had talked about during one of your calls.

But an actual date, your first real date, made you even more excited. Shit, what should I wear? You thought, the usual panic setting in to find something appropriate to wear. If you didn't have this giant bowling ball in your belly, you would have at least your whole clothes available.

Now, you could barely fit into a hoodie, let alone a t-shirt of yourself. You had made Seungmin race to your apartment at an ungodly hour a week ago to bring you some of his own clothes because with all the hormones invading your body, you had a mental breakdown about your unlucky clothes situation. Now, you mostly wore Seungmin's clothes, even leggings, because the big bean (yes, big bean because he sure as hell wasn't a little bean anymore) made sure his mommy had nothing else to wear. Little betrayer.

Clueless, you ravaged through your wardrobe, suddenly feeling like the you a few months ago when Seungmin had accompanied you to the doctor for the first time. Then, you remembered the dress Seungmin had gifted you after his trip to Paris. The dress. The red one. After a quick search, you held the beautiful dress in your hands, the material was soft and definitely not cheap, maybe even worth your whole existence.

The red, stretchy fabric hugged your body tight. It wasn't too tight, not pressing the air out of your lungs, rather a comfortable tight that felt like soft blanket around you. Even little beanie seemed to like it as he pressed his foot against your belly, suddenly becoming more active.

You chuckled, rubbing circled over your stretched skin. "I know beanie, I love it too. Your dada bought me this dress" you positioned yourself in front of the mirror, judging critically how this material hugged your body and you must say that it had been weeks where you had felt so pretty and comfortable in clothes at the same time. I guess I'll only walk around wearing this dress until birth, you joked in your head.

You brushed your hair into a loose bun, letting some stray hair strands fall out while some dangly golden earrings decorated your ears and a cute necklace your neck, drawing the attention to your exposed collarbones and neckline.

Then, you busied yourself with your makeup, choosing a more obvious but still beautiful style that would make your eyes pop out. Seungmin had said that he was going to take you out to dinner, probably into a fancy restaurant where they didn't put any prices on the menu cards.

The time flew by as you got ready, painting your nails with a pretty red polish that was nearly identical to the colour of your dress. With each minute you got more excited to finally see him again. It felt like an eternity since he had you in his arms. And you nearly sprinted (the fastest you could with your bowling ball of a child) through your shirt hallway, almost tripping over your shoes you had laid out for tonight.

Heaving, you opened the door with a wide smile, laying your head to the side. You knitted your eyebrows as the only thing you saw was an ocean of red flowers, roses to be precise. So many, that they blocked your sight on who was holding the large bouquet. But you didn't need to guess. It was Seungmin for sure.

His black hair popped up behind the mass of flowers, his face lit with a smirk. "Missed me, my love?" He asked cockily, wiggling his eyebrows at you. You rolled your eyes in response, gently grabbing the bouquet and placing it on the sideboard in the apartment to finally greet your boyfriend properly.

Quickly, you fell into his arms, hugging him tight with the intention of never letting go. His lips pressed a tender peck on your hairline, breathing in your scent and then capturing your lips with his own.

As the kiss ended, you watched how his gaze moved up and down your body, taking the sight of you in a pretty dress in. His mouth opened and a rosy blush coloured his cheeks in a pretty pink.

A smirk quickly hid his stunned expression. "Wow, I knew this dress would compliment you but it's better than in my imagination." He took your hand, nudging you to spin around yourself. You giggled, showing him every angle. He winked, whistling through his teeth.

"You look gorgeous. I knew it was a good idea to get red roses" he nodded approvingly, slipping his arm around your waist.

"You chose the flowers based on my outfit?" You snorted amused, shaking your head in disbelief. Seungmin scratched his neck, chuckling. "I hoped you would wear the dress I gifted you"

"Well, you weren't wrong. And it's so pretty. Do I wanna know how much it had cost?" You knitted your eyebrows.

"Nope, you don't want to know but I can reassure you that I would buy you thousands of dresses just to see you in them." He proposed, fingers caressing your side. "Which brings me to my next point - we should just stay home"

"What why?" You questioned with a pout. You didn't make yourself presentable just to stay here after all.

"Because you look too good. Other men will look at you and I definitely not want that when you are wearing something so sinful" his gaze darkened only at the thought of other men touching you, even staring at you was forbidden.

You rolled your eyes in annoyance, patting his chest soothingly. "Okay, come down Mr. Dominant. We aren't cave people anymore. I didn't spend so much time getting ready just to sit on the couch. Plus, something so sinful? Are you serious? I'm just wearing a dress" you chuckled, pointing down at you.

"A very pretty one, to be exact" he answered smugly, holding your hand again. "But I think I have no other option than taking you out for dinner. I'll just keep you very close to me and unalive everyone who stares at you with my eyes" he exclaimed confidently, guiding you out of your apartment but you stopped him, pointing to your sneakers in the hallway.

"But first, I need you to help me into my shoes" you proposed, plopping down on the chair next to the front door. It usually was one of your kitchen chair but now, until the birth of beanie, that was his new job.

"Putting your shoes on? I would rather undress instead of dressing you" Seungmin joked, nonetheless getting your sneakers and slipping them on your feet. You rolled your eyes at his mockery. "Well, with that giant bean in my belly I can't even see my feet" you exclaimed, trying to look over your protruding belly with no success.

"Luckily you have me" he smirked, jumping up from the ground to help you up. You picked his lips as a thank you and let yourself be guided out the apartment building.

"Where are we going?" You asked him for the twentieth time by now, earning yourself another annoyed glare. But you couldn't help it. You just felt so excited that you couldn't do anything except letting it all out. So, you have been babbling the whole twenty minute drive about the five days you didn't see him, telling him what weird new cravings you had and how Sanha had broken another glass again through her clumsiness.

Seungmin just listened and drove, replying every now and then to show you that he actually listened and enjoyed the time with you. As he stopped the car, he took your hand again, bringing you to a small looking house that was rather dark and looked not fancy at all.

"Are you sure it's open?" You questioned curiously, judging the closed door and the low light that just fell through the windows.

"Jup, Trust me. It's open" he nodded, pushing the door open and the door bell ran, announcing you as new customers. An older woman dressed in a black shirt and trousers came to you, greeting you with a friendly bow and motioned you to follow her. You grew even more curious when you noticed the lack of tables and other guests.

But you two followed her, Seungmin's hand calm in yours. As the older woman pushed another door open, your face was lit up with hundreds of fairy lights. You weren't in the house anymore, instead she had guided you out into a small inner garden that was closed off by houses in every direction. The garden was decorated with various kinds of plants. Trees, bushes shaped in different motives and flower beds. From tree to tree hung fairy lights, creating a romantic and soft atmosphere.

You noticed that all the other tables were full with customers, only one free to which the lady guided you. You sat amongst flowers, smelling their sweet scent in the air.

"Oh my god. How did you find this?" You asked Seungmin excitedly, your gaze still roaming through the whole garden. "Changbin was once here with Wooyoung, a friend from another group and they let me accompany them. It's one of my favourite places to be and despite the strange look on the outside, it's really popular. Here, you can't get a table without a reservation" he told you, watching your smiling face.

"Yes, I can believe that everyone would love to have dinner here. It's truly magic" Seungmin nodded, opening the menu to scan for something to drink. "What are you going to drink? Something fancy?" He asked, wiggling his eyebrows even though he knew exactly that you couldn't drink any alcohol.

"Actually, I think I'm going to be a little bit risky tonight and order the ice tea" you giggled, making Seungmin return your gesture. In shock, he pulled the air through his teeth. "Are you sure? I mean - be careful to not get a headache afterwards"

"I'll be careful of course" you agreed teasingly.

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"Be careful! These are the boxes with the photos and kitchen utensils!" you squealed, clasping your hands in front of your mouth as you watched Changbin and Chan lift the two boxes like they weighted nothing. The muscular member snorted, rolling his eyes. "Relax, I'm not gonna let it fall."

"I know but those photos are very important to me" you murmured, wandering through your empty apartment. It was strange to see it so empty, lacking every little memory you had made.

It was as if you had never been living here. All those years were now stacked in those boxes, leaving no trace of you. While one part of you was sad about this sudden change in your life, another was happy, excited even to start this new chapter. Not just in a new apartment but with Seungmin and little Jongwoo in your belly.

Two arms wrapped around your middle section from behind and a chin leaned on your head. "Relax, the others help where they can. I think with the boxes we have brought to our apartment already, we might actually get finished today." Seungmin whispered into your ear, rubbing soothing circles over your stomach.

You were three weeks away from your due date and not only his but also your nerves were getting thin slowly. Luckily, all the members were here and helped you this whole weekend during their only free time with packing and transporting it to Seungmin's apartment. - wait, it wasn't just his apartment anymore, it was also yours. Ours, like he had said.

"That would be awesome. I'm already dreading unpacking this mass of things" you whined, cuddling into his shoulder for comfort. When there was something you hated more than packing, then it was unpacking. This always took hours, even days. And with the constant urge to pee and immense back pain, it won't be any fun now.

"Luckily, you aren't the only one unpacking. I'm helping you so that you can relax on the couch and dictate where I should put your things" he winked, pressing another peck on your hairline. "Not bad, I like that idea" you hummed, leaving Seungmin's warm embrace to do a final walk through the apartment you had called home.

Everything was so empty, your bedroom was just a room. Without a bed, without your closet and without the memories you had made there over the last few years. Your living room was so cold without the couch you had bought with your own first money and the small TV that had accompanied you to all the movie marathons you and Sanha did.

Even though this was a goodbye, you had always known you wouldn't live here your entire lifetime. It was just something to live in when you were in college. And Seungmin and you would make sure to create new memories in your shared home.

"Okay, my love. Are you ready to go?" He asked you, after you had locked the front door and gave the key back to the landlord. "Yes, ready for our new adventure" you answered, watching the city blur as Seungmin's car moved faster. The others were already at your apartment with the van they had burrowed from the company.

Entering his apartment for the first time after your one night stand, immediately sent you back to that night. The night everything changed. You could practically see your past self in front of your inner eyes, how you had pressed yourself against Seungmin. How easily you had given into the pleasure and desire on a exhausting day.

But now, you weren't a stranger anymore. No, you definitely weren't strangers anymore who got together for a hookup. Now, more than your love connected you two. A baby. That was created from passion and pleasure, maybe not love in the first place but it was definitely the beginning of your love, of the family you had found.

Fortunately, you had labelled every single box precisely so that you all could split up in groups. While Jisung and Felix helped you with your clothes, Minho, Chan and Jeongin did the stuff for the kitchen and the rest took onto the everything else. It warmed your heart to have such a big family now. A family that spend their only time off from their very exhausting job, lifting heavy boxes. You were thankful and couldn't believe you had found such good friends.

Even Sanha came after her shift ended and helped with spreading your personal belongings such as photos or decorations through the whole apartment, claiming that she knew where you wanted to have certain memories. With all the effort, you were finished right at dinner time. Of course, you would rearrange some things over time but right now, it looked at least like a normal apartment and not like World War III. Minho had left with Jisung half an hour earlier to get takeout for you all since none of you were in the mood for cooking.

In fact, as soon as the last box was out of sight, you all plopped down in the living room. You, Sanha, Felix and Hyunjin on the couch while Chan and Jeongin got themselves chair from the kitchen. Seungmin leaned with his back against the couch, resting his back on your legs while sitting on the floor and after a few minutes, your hands wandered into his hair, playing with his stray strands.

Changbin had done the same as your boyfriend, giggling with Sanha about a random joke he made. Exhausted, you leaned your head back, looking up at the ceiling as another cramp hit you. It wasn't something unusual anymore for you. Nearly every day, you had those practise contractions.

"Everything alright?" Seungmin whispered, brushing his fingers up and down your leg in concern. You nodded, taking a deep breath as another wave hit you. "Yeah, just some contractions" you let him know with a crooked smile.

"You didn't do too much, did you? I read that exhaustion can cause early labour" his warm eyes observed every of your movement. "Don't worry. I was very careful" you replied, booping his nose as he looked up at you. "Okay" he hummed, closing his eyes and enjoying your fingers scratching his scalp.

"Dinner's here!" Jisung's voice rang through the apartment, the smell of hot, delicious food invading your home. Changbin was the first to reach his two band members with Hyunjin and Sanha hot on his heels. You weren't even surprised that your best friend was one of the gluttonous persons of your family.

"I'm gonna get some plates and forks" you mused more to yourself than to anybody, slipping quietly from the couch and into the kitchen. From there, you heard Jisung's enraged shoutings, assuming that one of the others wanted to take the bag full with food from him.

You reached down into the drawer with the plates, stopping as a sharp pain shot through your back and belly. Whining, you clutched your bump, inhaling over the searing pain like the nurse had taught you. Damn, those practise contractions are only getting more worse, you thought with a pout. You straightened as the wave minimized, bringing the plates into the living room like nothing happened.

Even though the contractions came from one moment to another and sharp, they luckily passed just as quickly. But you thought nothing of it. Why should you? You have had plenty of contractions during your pregnancy. This was just another preparation for your body, right?

But a sharp, sudden tightening in your lower belly woke you up from your sleep in the middle of the night. With jumping through the apartment all day, arranging everything, you and Seungmin had been really tired, getting ready for bed as soon as the members left to get back to their dorms to give you time to settle in alone. This tightening wasn't just a cramp, not a normal one. It was heavier, deeper, the kind of sensation that made you freeze and hold your breath.

For a second you laid completely still in the dark, unsure if you had imagined it and it was just another regular cramp. Maybe something had truly shifted. Your bedroom was consumed in silence except for Seungmin's slow, even breathing right beside you. You turned your head towards him, watching the rise and fall of his chest, his mouth slightly open and his messy hair hanging into his face. He looked cute, beautiful even.

You turned your head to the other side, looking at your nightstand where your alarm clock blinked brightly back at you. 1:43 am. It was still in the middle of the night.

Another wave came - this time stronger and your stomach tensed involuntarily. Sucking in a breath, you blinked up at the ceiling, feeling your heart began to race. What the fuck is happening? Is it happening? Does labour feel like that?

Your mind was drowned in chaos, thoughts turning into a tornado that left you panicking about what to do.

You hadn't reached your due date yet. It was too early. Way too early. This can't be happening. Not now. You didn't even live in this apartment for a day. Your nursery wasn't ready. You should still have three fucking weeks.

You slipped a hand under your belly, gently pressing the curve of it. Underneath your stretched skin, your little bean moved until the pressure of the contraction slowly faded.

Carefully, you sat up, swinging your legs over the side of the bed. Your joints ached, your feet were swollen. Nothing you hadn't accepted over the last few weeks. But your whole body felt on edge, adrenaline pumping through your veins and the only thing you could feel was a mix of fatigue and nerves.

This was your first pregnancy and you had known from the beginning what was awaiting you. Labour wasn't something you hadn't read about or talked in classes for becoming mothers. And still - with those nine months of preparation - you didn't feel ready. Not really. But now, in the safe darkness of your bedroom, with shadows dancing against the walls, everything you thought you knew felt far away.

"Seungmin" you whispered, voice wavering with anxiety. "Seungmin, wake up" you added a little bit louder now. He stirred, eyes slowly blinking open with a groan. "What's wrong?"

You leaned forward as another wave hit you, pressing your hands against your stomach to somehow soothe the dull pain. A moan filled with pain escaped you, making Seungmin sit up immeadiately as his brain still processed what's going on.

"I think ... I think it's starting" you whined in between shallow breaths. The black haired's eyes widened, crawling over to your side of the bed to rub circles over your bump.

"Do you- I mean- Are you in labour?" he asked, his eyes scrunched together in concern. You nodded, relaxing as the pain ceased slowly, giving you finally the opportunity to breathe again. "I've had a few contractions. They are kind of far apart, but ... they feel different" you explained.

"Fuck. Okay, okay. Should we go now? Do we need to go now?" the last hints of tiredness were washed away from his face now, suddenly wide awake. You shrugged your shoulders, leaning against his chest. "I don't know" you murmured unsure, your voice thinner than you wanted it to be.

Uncertainty passed between you for a moment, before Seungmin swung his legs out of bed and stood up too quickly, stumbling slightly before rubbing his face. "Okay. Everything's going to be fine. Right. Okay. The baby is coming. It's happening. It's real. Oh my god. Okay. I need the hospital bag. I need to check if we have everything. Where is it? I swear to god if Jisung put it somewhere where we are never going to find it, I'll murder him. Actually, I think I'm gonna call him. Who was so stupid to give Jisung the hospital bag?! I should've known he would put it not on full display. I should have done it myself. Fuck. I'll-" you had watched the boyfriend freak out for a few moments, eyes wide in shock to see him in such a state. The last time he was so shaken, you had told him that he was going to be a dad. And now, his panic was clouding his mind while he ran through the bedroom, searching desperately for the bag as if it would be the most important thing in the world right now.

"Seungmin" you exclaimed loudly, trying to break him out of his trail of thoughts. But he didn't hear it, too focused on rummaging through your closet while mumbling something about murdering Jisung for putting the bag away. You rolled your eyes in annoyance. Fine. If he wanted it that way. Never anger a woman in labour, you thought, aiming a pillow at his head and throwing it with full force before another contraction consumed you.

The pillow perfectly hit the back of his head, making him turn around while you said his name again. "Calm down, Minnie. I'm okay. The baby's okay. So, calm the fuck down" you winced as you said that, leaning forward to put pressure on your belly. "Okay, maybe I'm not okay right now" you corrected in between.

Seungmin rushed to your side immeadiately, babbling sorrys and brushing your hair out of your face. "Sorry. I just panicked. What do you want to do? How far apart are the contractions?"

For the next two waves, he stopped the time, telling you that you were still in early labour if the information you had read in the pregnancy book was right. So, it was still too early for going to the hospital.

"Is there anything I can do to make this easier for you?" he asked softly, cupping your cheek as you leaned against him exhausted. This was going to be a long night. "Shower. My doctor said that water could help to soothe a bit of pain" you mumbled, letting Seungmin pull you up carefully and walked you slowly to the bathroom. The floor underneath your feet was cool, grounding you slightly.

You blinked as Seungmin turned on the light and the reflection in the mirror looked crazy. Your face was pale and puffy, your hair tangled from tossing in your sleep. You didn't look like someone about to bring a life into the world. You looked like someone who had no idea what was coming.

Then another contraction hit. Stronger. Sharper. You leaned forward and braced yourself against the sink with both hands, eyes squeezed shut. Your breathing turned shallow, shaky. When the wave passed, you pressed a hand to your mouth. Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes—not from pain, but from something deeper. From the overwhelming realization that there was no going back now.

This one was stronger than the last. You tensed and groaned softly, Seungmin's hands never leaving your back.

“Breathe,” he whispered. “You’re doing so good. Just breathe.” You tried. You really tried. But your heart was racing and your mind was crowded with questions. What if something goes wrong? When the pain eased, you sank back and looked at him, feeling a sudden sharp pain and water running down your legs, your (actually Seungmin's) shorts soaking up some of the liquid.

"Your water just broke" the black haired stated calmly, helping you out of the wet clothes and turned on the shower until the water was warm. The air turned warm and foggy as the water began to run. Slowly, he helped you into the shower, stepping inside behind you since he was afraif you would slip and fall whenever the next wave would hit.

You stepped under the stream, let it hit your skin and placed your hands on your belly. You were scared. Really scared.

Not just of the pain or the unknown, but of how everything was about to change. In a few hours—or maybe a day—you would no longer just be yourself. You would be someone's mother. And you didn’t feel ready. You didn’t feel brave.

Another contraction gripped you while you stood there, and this one made you cry out. In concers, Seungmin's hands found your waist, steadying you and calling out your name softly. "I'm okay" you exclaimed through gritted teeth even though you weren't sure if you were.

You pressed your forehead against the tile, breathing hard. Your hands curled into fists. You had never felt so vulnerable. So breakable. But beneath the fear, deep down, there was something else. Something solid. You didn’t know what it was yet—maybe instinct, maybe determination—but it was there. Quiet, steady, waiting.

The shower helped for a while as the warm water dulled the sharpest edges of the pain and gave you something else to focus on.But as the contractions grew closer - five minutes apart and then four - they took over. It became harder to speak, each wave tiring you out more and more. It got harder to stay upright, to focus on Seungmin's fingers dancing over your skin to relieve at leat a bit of discomfort. Pretending to be alright, to be not absolutely terrified was almost impossible as each cramp felt like someone was ripping your insides out.

By 6:20 am, you both made the decision to finally drive to the hospital. Seungmin quickly grabbed your hospital bag which he had found almost immeadiately after he calmed down. Gently, he helped you into new clothes before redressing himself as well, slipping your feet into some slippers. You didn't say much in the car as you gripped the handle above the door with one hand and Seungmin's hand in the other, breathing through another wave of pressure that made your eyes water. The streetlights were turning off now, daylight filtering through the clouds in soft beams. Every bump in the road felt amplified, every red light a personal insult.

Every now and then, Seungmin glanced at you in worry, knuckles white on the steering wheel. "You're okay?" he asked after each contraction, not complaining once about the tight grip you had on his hand. "No" you pressed out in honesty. "But don't you dare stop driving" the black haired nodded, giving more gas.

The drive felt longer than it ever had been. The seconds just wouldn't pass. After what felt like an hour, you reached the hospital and at the entrance, you were sat into a wheelchair, rolling you through the endless corridors. Finally, the elevator door opened, letting you into the labour and delivery floor. It smelled clean, too clean, making you scrunch your nose. With quick strides, Seungmin pushed you into an empty room, following the nurse who then helped you change into a gown and then attached a monitor to your stomach, tight and cold.

"It's messing your contractions and the child's heart rate" she explained with a kind smile. You nodded, sinking your head back into the cushion in exhaustion. You groaned as you rid out another contraction that felt like it was carving you open. "Can you tell me how far apart the contractions are?" the nurse turned to Seungmin who sat down in the chair right next to the bed, taking your hand mindlessly in his.

"Four minutes" he answered, brushing his thumb over yours. Another nurse checked your cervix, nodding satified while noting that you're six centimetres dialated. "Your progressing nicely" she exclaimed happily, leaving the room to give Seungmin and you some privacy.

You rolled your eyes. "Progressing nicely my ass. It hurts like hell" you mocked in a high pitched voice, making the black haired snort. "Be nice, Y/n. She only wants to help."

"I know. But nicely isn't that what I would describe this" you retorted before pressing your head back. Each wave of pain felt like a tidal wace, crashing through you, flattening every thought in your mind, every bit of control.

It was a pain beyonf anything you could have prepared for. You weren't an idiot. You knew very well that labour would hurt. But this was a whole new level. It came from the core of you, absolute and shaking every fibre of your body. Seungmin rubbed soothingly over your belly and whispered encouragements into your ear.

“You’re doing so well,” he said softly as you clutched the sheats tightly through another contraction. “He's almost here. I’ve got you.”

"You are doing amazing, my love." You wanted to believe him, you really wanted but the pain was overtaking you. They came hard and close now, relentless, like your body was trying to split in two. It was so overwhelming and you pressed your face into his neck to escape the pain and wailed.

"I can't do this, Minnie" you gasped in between sobs. "I just can't. It's too much" Seungmin hummed, trying to stay calm on the outside while everything within him was walking through hell with you. Seeing you in such pain, made his heart clench in concern. He felt so helpless. He couldn't do anthing except sitting there and watch you contort. Never in his life he had felt that way and he never again wanted to feel like this.

He cooed affectionately, brushing your hair out of your face with slightly trembling fingers. "You are doing it. Every second, you are getting closer to bringing our beanie into our arms. I'm right here, my love. You don't have to do this alone"

Time passed in slow waves, the room quietened and you somehow drifted in and out of sleep. Nurses came in to check your dilation every now and then, adjusting the monitore. Slowly, you felt the pressure increase, the baby moving lower.

It was alomst 10 am when you were finally fully dilated and ready to have your baby, at least that was what you told yourself. "It's time to push, Mama" the doctor said, glancing up with a kind smile. Seungmin helped you adjust your position and pressed a kiss on your slightly sweaty forehead. "I'm here, my love. Look at me. You can do this" with his encouragement, you started to push, holding his hands for comfort.

He didn't complain when with every push, your grip tightened around his fingers, pressing the blood out of them and he was sure that they will be broken afterwards. But that was okay because you were in much more pain right now.

The pressure was immense, like trying to move a mountain with bare hands. Your whole body shook as sewat rolled down your templed, your face contorted with the effort. You groaned, cried out and sobbed. your boyfriend never let go of your hand, he counted with you, breathed with you like you had been taught.

After the first few pushes, you said it again: “I can’t do it. It hurts too much.”

“Yes, you can,” he said, leaning close, his forehead pressed to yours. “You’re the strongest person I’ve ever known. You’re doing something incredible. Just one push at a time.”

The nurse’s voice joined his. “You’re doing beautifully. Baby’s almost here.” Then, the pain doubled, no tripled. The dull pain changing to a ring of fire - sharp, burning and undeniable. You cried out, pushed harder than you thought was possible and felt your body tear. And then-

Relief. A tiny gasp filled the room. Then a louder cry. You took a deep breath, everything falling off your chest as you glanced down, dazed, exhausted and shaking.

Your baby was here. Your son. Your little bean. Your Jongwoo. He was finally here after nine months - red, perfect and alive. He was crying loudly, letting your take a deep breathe as the concern fell off your shoulders. A crying baby was a healthy baby. Carefully, the nurse laid him on your bare chest, slick and squirming and warm.

You couldn't tear your gaze away from him. Not for a second, afraid that he could disappear. Your hands cradled his fragile body as you cooed at him between happy sobs. Seungmin pressed a hand on his mouth to stop the cry from forming, his eyes were wet and he reached for you and your little bean. Protectively, he folded his arms around you both, around his family.

"You did it" he whispered, voice cracking with the weight of emotions. "He's perfect. He's so perfect" The baby squirmed against her skin, letting out a soft little cry before settling, his heartbeat fluttering fast beneath his little ribs. He was so small, so impossibly real. The nurse cleaned you and the baby gently. All of the pain faded, none of that mattered now anymore like a dream being pulled underwater.

The three of you, a family and together.

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author's note: Who remembers where the insider "redemption through pasta" comes from? Anyways, thank you so much for reading this series! Seriously, this might be my favourite mini series overall because I had so much fun writing it and I was actually very satisfied with my writings which never happened before. I never thought that such a small idea I had randomly will turn into a mini series <3 but I'm really sad that this is the final part.

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