Don't Make A Promise You Can't Keep pt3 (Mingi+Yunho)(San+Yeosang)

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After what Mingi saw with San and Yunho, he actually was scared of his own husband. He never thought Yunho would be the one to hurt someone, but Yunho had managed to prove Mingi wrong.

An hour after everything had happened, Mingi decided to call Yeosang and see how San was. He dialled Yeosang's number and managed to get as far away from Yunho as possible, so he didn't overhear.

"Hey Mingi. Is everything ok"? Yeosang asked over the phone.

"Yeah I'm fine. I'm just calling to see if San's ok. He left in a pretty bad condition after getting hit in the stomach".

"Y-yeah. Well about that... San kept holding his stomach and I was confused. He had said that Yunho had hurt the, and trailed off". Mingi's eyes widened.

"He's pregnant"?

"Yeah. He's only a few weeks pregnant so I'm definitely the father. I'm having a family". If Mingi could see Yeosang's face right now, he would be able to see the biggest smile on his friends face.

"Is the baby ok"?

"Yeah. It wasn't hurt. If it was, Yunho would so be dead". Mingi chuckled softly.

"About Yunho actually... What happened today was San... I'm scared Sang. He was able to hurt his ex with no problem and not caring if he killed him. I'm scared I'll make one wrong move and he'll do the same to me". It wasn't a lie. After seeing what Yunho did to San, Mingi was terrified that Yunho would hurt him.

"Break up with him. Get divorced. I don't want my friend with someone who nearly killed my child. I don't want you getting hurt". Mingi looked back to make sure Yunho wasn't nearby.

"Ok. I'll get a divorce. I shouldn't be with someone just hurts people. I thought he was the right one. But I was wrong".

"It's better to be wrong than be oblivious and get hurt". Mingi smiled at his friends words.

"Yeah. I'm gonna go. I'll talk later. Tell San I hope he is ok and congrats on the baby".

"I will. And thanks. Good luck with Yunho. Your gonna need it".

"Yeah"... Mingi hung up and looked down. He wished it didn't have to come to this but Yunho had changed. When Mingi first met him, he would never hurt anyone. Now, he injured his ex and nearly the baby. That wasn't the type of person he wanted to be with. Mingi into the room and looked at Yunho.

"MinMin, there you are! I thought you were- What's wrong"? Yunho asked immediately, seeing his husband's soft expression harden slightly.

"Yunho... I want a divorce". Yunho stared at Mingi in shock. Was he hearing him right?

"A-a divorce? But why? I thought you were happy with me".

"I was. You changed though. Not for the better. For the worst. You hurt your ex! No one does that"!

"Oh this is about San now? Who cares"!?

"I do! Your my husband! You could've scarred San for life if you managed to do more damage to his stomach"! Yunho looked at Mingi confused.

"What the fuck? More damage to his stomach? Your sounding crazy Mingi". The boy scoffed.

"You have a thick ass skull don't you? He's pregnant for fuck sakes! You could've killed the baby"!!

"San's pregnant"?

"Yeah. Keep away from him and Sang. And keep away from me. I'm done". Mingi pulled off the diamond ring and threw it to the floor.

"I'll get some friends to come by and get my things. I'll get the divorce papers to sign. You pushed too far this time Yunho". Mingi turned and walked out of the room. Yunho fell to his knees and grabbed the ring and held it.

"Did I really change for the worse"? He whispered to himself. Mingi's words played in his head.

"I really could've killed San's baby... What the fuck is wrong with me"!? Yunho shouted. He lost San because he caught feelings for Mingi, only to then lose Mingi because he had changed.

"Mingi, San, I'm sorry"...

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Months passed and San's pregnancy began to show. His belly had stretched out and he began to find it harder to move. But he also had the weirdest cravings. But Yeosang never complained and got him what he wanted.

"Sangie"! San called. He was laying in the bedroom, trying to sleep but was failing. Yeosang walked in.

"Can't sleep Sannie"?

"No. Can I get cuddles"? San asked, a small pout on his face. Yeosang giggled at the pout and nodded. He walked over and slipped into the bed next to San. He rubbed his belly softly and smiled.

"Nearly time for you to enter this world", he whispered.

"The baby keeps giving me a hard time. I hate being pregnant".

"But at least we'll have a small family. That is what counts". San nodded and kissed Yeosang before he felt something underneath him.

"S-Sang"... He moved slightly and both were able to see a wet patch on the bed.

"Water broke... We need to get you to the hospital now". San nodded as Yeosang rushed around the house, grabbing things they needed before helping San into the car.

"Definitely ready to enter this world"... San muttered.

"Yeah". Yeosang drove them to the hospital as San bit his lips as his contractions started. Once there, Yeosang helped San out and rushed into the hospital.

"Help, my boyfriend is in labor"! He shouted. Several doctors rushed over and one helped San into a pregnancy room while another had Yeosang quickly fill out something. San's contractions got worse, making him shout. Yeosang soon rushed in and grabbed San's hand.

"Sorry bby. I had to fill something out". A doctor came in a few minutes later. She checked how much he had dilated.

"Ok. Your ready to push. When I saw push, push as hard as you can". San nodded as he squeezed Yeosang's hand tight.

"Ok, I need you to start pushing", the doctor spoke. San nodded and began pushing.

"You can do it Sannie. Keep going", Yeosang said. San kept pushing as hard as he could, crying out as he did.

"I can see the head. Keep going", the doctor spoke. San nodded. It was painful. But he kept pushing as hard as he could. Soon, the cry of a baby filled the room and San was able to finally relax. 

"You did it", Yeosang whispered as he kissed San's forehead. San smiled softly before he ended up falling asleep. The doctor took their daughter out to get cleaned up and Yeosang stayed next to San. 

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