ATEEZ Mpreg Oneshots (RETIRED)

SEONGJOONG (pt.1)

This series has officially been created into its own book called "Thank U"

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Hongjoong was tired

It was 10pm on a Friday night and the 21-year-old found himself standing in the medical section of an old, rundown 24-hour convenience store, the musty smell of mildew filling his senses.  His tired eyes drooping shut as he looked at every bottle on the shelf, trying to decipher which one would be the most effective.

Hell, he knew they all were basically overpriced shit that would do absolutely nothing, but he was desperate to try anything.

Him and his son needed them

The thought of his small 4-year-old made the young male realize just long he had been standing there, quickly grabbing a couple bottles and shoving them into his backpack, ignoring his aching back as he discreetly moved to the next isle, successfully avoiding the cashier's line of sight.

If there was a science for stealing, Hongjoong would definitely have mastered it by now. 

With how long him and San had been out on the streets, he could basically do anything.

Lock pick, steal, break into cars, you name it and Hongjoong could do it.

But he felt no guilt towards his actions, it was all in the name of survival.

Ever since that lying, selfish asshole that called himself his boyfriend and father to his son kicked him and San (who was 2-years-old at the time) out onto the streets, Hongjoong did everything he could to keep himself and his son alive.

And if that meant going to extreme measures, such as prostitution, he would gladly do it just to make his son's life a tad bit less fucked up.

It was all for his son

Crouching down as he walked, Hongjoong quickly glanced over at the young teen who was manning the register, eyes closed as they slumped forward, soft snores leaving their mouth.

Bingo

Taking advantage of the situation, Hongjoong made quick work around the store, shoving things he needed into his bag as he scanned every isle.  His tiny black-clad form zipping around the store, quiet as a mouse.

Only when a strong cramp overtook his body did he stop, doubled over in silent agony.

Breathing deeply, Hongjoong bit his lip as his waited for the pain to pass, tears pricking his eyes.

Why did this keep happening to him?

Over the past week he had been pledged with horrible back and hip pain, slowly rising in varying degrees of torture as the days went by.

The chronic pain actually being his original motive for leaving his son and coming across town just to visit the tiny corner store.

Regaining control of his body, Hongjoong made a beeline back towards the medical section, scanning the shelves for a heat pack, picking up various packages as he read the product details included on the back.

Honestly any kind would be fine at this point, he just needed something to get rid of this recurring pain.

Kneeling on the floor with items in hand, Hongjoong failed to notice the ever approaching sound of boots coming towards him as he continued to read the backs of each package.

"I would buy the one you're holding, it stays warm the longest..."

Body jumping in fear, Hongjoong dropped the offending heat pack, head snapping up at the smooth, deep voice behind him.