TAUGHT

Twenty six

I reach out a hand behind him and carefully rub his back, trying to stop his tears even though I know I can't. Rubbing his back isn't enough.

"Hyuck… I have to go." I told him kindly even though I still want to hold him close. I've been wanting this for days and now that it's here, I don't think I should waste this but I can't just leave my job alone as well.

I sigh in frustration. "Let go, please?"

He tightens his hold, brought himself up in a tiptoe, climb through my legs and wrapped his own legs around my waist. I'm carrying him now.

"Tell… me you're not upset with me anymore."

I hold my laugh in. He sounds so adorable. I use this moment to carry him to my couch and throw both of us into it. I throw my bags away and hold him close.

Damn, I missed this so much. I missed Donghyuck so much.

"Maku…" He huffs, face burying on my neck. God, I want to kiss him so much. "Say something."

"Want some apple then?" I whisper into his ears. "I really have some green apples—"

"Your father… went to see me, hyung."

I inhale long breath, shutting my eyes and anticipate for the bomb. I hold him tight and instead of pushing him away, I try to listen. I missed him too much to even think of pushing him away. Not gonna happen.

"Why?" I ask in a weak voice. "What did he told you?"

"To keep our child."

Damn it… My eyes tears up as soon as I remember my real unborn child. I am such a jerk for… letting Donghyuck kill it. I should've protected it until I can. Now, it's… not there anymore. Not inside Donghyuck anymore.

"Don't mind him." I utter in agitation. "There's nothing we can do about it anymore. It's not there, anymore."

"No, h-hyung." He trails off. "I kept it."

My heart beats so fast. "W-What?" I utter in deep shock.

He pulls away from my face and tightened his hold unto his loose shirt. His teeth bit his lips. His eyes are crying.

"It's… h-here. I still have it."

"Wait…" I gasp. "Fuck. Damn it! You did? Why?"

"Are you mad?" He cries out. "I-I'm s-sorry… I'm sorry, h-hyung. I d-didn't ask you again for your opinion—"

"No, no, no…" I smile to myself. "You didn't kill our child?"

He nods hesitantly and looks at me ina anticipation. His hands fiddled with each other in confusion and embarassment.

"Oh my god!" I gasp out and laugh all by myself. I wipe my happy tears away and kiss his shoulders. "F-Fuck… You… m-made me so happy today."

"What?" He huffs.

"Your decision, made me so happy." I said in honesty because I really am. I'm so fucking happy that he decided to keep it. No complete words could express my gratitude to heavens for it.

"Thank you—"

"Only because your father told me so." He sighs, looking at the ceiling. "Because he said… you wanted to keep it… and he doesn't want to lose a grandchild—"

"It's not his grandchild." I shook my head violently. "It will never be, Donghyuck."

"I get that you don't like him. He told me that. And he also told me the reasons why." He says with a delicate tone and I can't just lash out if he's like this. Donghyuck is too precious to be hurt.  "And I'm saying sorry for everything that I said last week."