"I'm pregnant."
"Huh?" Seungcheol tilted his head, pretending to be confused—but inside, a twinge of regret hit him like a wave. 'Damn it... I'm never gonna be surprised. Fuck.'
You, staring at him with hopeful eyes, felt your heart thud. 'Why doesn't he look surprised?'
He let out a soft sigh, then gently cupped your cheeks, his thumbs brushing over your skin like you were made of glass.
"Baby... I can hear your thoughts," he murmured with a bittersweet smile.
Your eyes widened. "H-Hear my thoughts?"
"Yes, sweetheart," he said tenderly. "I can hear everything you think. I always have. So... when you found out three days ago, I knew. You've been thinking about it constantly. I didn't want to ruin the moment for you."
You stared at him, flustered, your face growing warm.
"WAIT—WHAT?! Y-You mean you've heard all my thoughts?!" you gasped.
He nodded slowly, the corners of his lips twitching.
"The ones you’re not supposed to know?!"
"Well... you mean the ‘spit on my face, daddy’ one?" he teased, eyes glinting mischievously.
"OH MY GOD!" You yelped and dropped to the floor in pure mortification, burying your face in your hands. He broke into laughter, the sound echoing like music.
"This is so embarrassing!" you groaned.
"You’re adorable. And maybe a little wild," he chuckled, bending down to scoop you into his arms with ease. "But Yn... I’m really, really happy." His voice cracked. "I’m so thankful. Thankful to you, my love."
You blinked at the shimmer in his eyes. Tears?
"Dork," you whispered, wiping them away as your own began to fall.
And then he pulled you close, wrapping himself around you, his face nestled into your shoulder, trembling softly.
"Thank you..." he whispered, his voice muffled by your skin, by love, by everything he felt in that moment.
"It’s okay. Everything’s okay..." You smiled through your tears, running your fingers along his back in slow, comforting strokes.
"I love you, Yn. I love you so much. Thank you for coming into my life," Seungcheol whispered, his voice heavy with emotion.
"I love you more, Seungcheol," you breathed. "I always will."
And your lips met—slow, soft, and full of everything you both couldn’t say aloud.
Then he dropped to his knees and pressed a delicate kiss to your belly. You burst into a giggle, squirming at the ticklish sensation. He stood, took your hand, and kissed your ring finger, sealing it with reverence before pulling you in for another kiss.
From the balcony, Daniel and Maya watched quietly as the auroras painted the sky.
"They're so in love," Daniel said, awestruck.
"I know, right?" Maya smiled. "Mam’s pregnant."
"Wait—really?!"
"Umhm. That night boss called me—"
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Three days back.
Seungcheol knocked softly on the spies’ room door. Daniel opened it with a curious smile.
"Oh—sir?"
"Hey, Dan," Seungcheol greeted casually, his voice tinged with nervousness. "Yn wants to see Maya for a bit. Can she come by?"
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Can We Not Be HAPPY once?
FanfictionA Decade of Lost Time and Lingering Memories The night you shared was never meant to be more than a fleeting connection. But even as you both drifted apart, the memory of that night and the feelings you couldn't shake lingered in the corners of your...
