𝗣𝗼𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗹 | 𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘻

4.1

"I SWEAR TO GOD, THIS IS GONNA BE THE LAST CHILD OF MINE!" I shout in pain, as I pushed. The pain was indescribable. And the fact that I had been in this state for I don't how long, clutching to Yeosangs hands, screaming at him.  

He was awkward. Caressing my hand slightly, whispering reassuring that it was gonna be okay, and that it will be over soon. 

"I'M GONNA CHOP THAT DICK OFF, OH MY GOD, IT'S YOUR FAULT", another flood of curse words left after that sentence, as I suddenly hear him chuckle. The black haired motherfucker had the audicity to chuckle. 

"You're regretting all those words, Yeojin", he says, as he continued to carress my hand, making me eye him, staring at his amused face.  

"WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU CARESSING MY HAND? IT'S NOT THERE IT'S HURTING, YOU SON OF A BITCH. IT'S MY FUCKING STOMACH. MY PUSSY IS GETTING RIPPED, YOU MOTHERFUCKER", another scream, as Yeosang continued his actions unbothered. 

"What do you want me to do? Carress your bloody pussy?" he asks, as I stopped screaming to laugh at his words. Suddenly another new wave of pain washed over me, making me return to scream again. 

"WHEN THE FUCK IS HE GETTING OUT, I'M SICK AND TIRED OF IT! Yeosang, don't you dare sing 'Thanxx' right now", I say, as I push, screaming and stop to breath again. 

The motherfucker didn't listen. As he sang, I squinted my eyes, before taking a shaking and deep breath. "One push more. I can see the head", the nurse says as I nod. And then I did. 

A wave of relief washed over me, as I took a shaky breath, when the sound of a screaming baby was heard. Yeosangs hand stopped caressing my hand, and I turned my head to him. He was smiling at me, before he stood up and planted a kiss on my lips. 

"You did good", he whispers, as I began crying at my hard work. The nurse, suddenly came to me, and soon I had a little bloody creature in my arms. 

"It's a boy", she says, and I began crying at the sight of our son. 

"Yejun", Yeosang whispers besides me, as he also look at him, and soon we were sobbing together. Never in my life, have I been more happy and lucky.

***

"Oh my... oh my... he's so light", San says, as I lightly put Yejun in his arms. He quickly fell in love with him, and I smiled at his actions. 

"Have you and Wooyoung ever thought of a child?" I ask, as I eye Wooyoung, who was talking with Yeosang, whilst smiling at the sight of San and Yejun. 

San looked at me, before returning to the baby. "We kind of thought of adopting a child from an orphanage. But we don't really now", he answers, as I nod and took Yejun from him, so he could lay on the floor and play with the toys, we bought to him. 

"Oh, that baby is so lucky", San whispers, and I laugh, before I put my head on his shoulder. Together we sat there, looking at my son playing quietly, the big eyes staring everywhere in awe. 

"I wish you guys the best, San", I whisper and he smile. 

"Thank you, Yeojin. Love you", he kisses the top of my head. Yeosang and Wooyoung came over to us, and sat besides us. Smiling to Wooyoung, he returned before he gave me a questionable look. 

"Of course. Just support his neck, when you...", I began to instruct him, and I watch as he slowly lifted him up. All three watched in awe, and of course Wooyoung also fell in love with him. 

Yeosang suddenly took my hand, and I smiled at him, before returning to watch Wooyoung. "Oh God, he so cute. You better watch out, or I'm gonna fucking kidnap him", Wooyoung says, making us all laugh. 

San lightly hit him, as he took out his phone and took a picture of the them both. Smiling, Wooyoung pouts, before putting him back on the floor, infront of us. 

Soon we fell into talks, and I couldn't help but get amazed by Wooyoung and Sans chemistry. Yeosang noticed it too, because he rested his chin on my shoulder, watching them too. "They're cute", he whispers and I nod.

"That's what a real relationship is",

(i actually just mixed and matched with all the 'yeo' in this story so yeah)