"I love you." He whispered soflty into my ear. I looked up to meet his loving gaze. Those beautiful deer eyes that I fell in love with. Finally. He was mine, and I was his.
"I love you too." I said with all my heart. He smiled and closed his eyes as he rested his forehead against mine. I grinned and closed my eyes. Our lips locked in soft, gentle kiss. I looked down at my wedding dress that layed in a heap on the floor. Luhan's tuxedo was strewn about the room. I told him it was my first time and he comforted me with his a sweet, reassuring string of compliments that reached into my very soul.
"You're beautiful." He assured. I blushed and looked down. "Why are you blushing (Y/n)? We're married now." He smiled sweetly, making my heart race even faster in my chest, threatening to burst at any moment. I still couldn't believe it. I was finally married to the man of my dreams. Out of all the girls he could've had, he chose me. I blushed an even darker shade of red and bit my lip as I rubbed my arm.
Delicately placing two fingers under my chin, he lifted my head to meet his doe-like eyes. They seemed to twinkle in the dim light, with love and a sort amusement that was unexplainable. He laughed lightly and planted a gentle kiss on forehead. "Are you ready?" He asked, he searched my eyes for the truth. I slowly nodded. He held my hand, lacing his fingers inbetween mine. "Don't worry, I'll make this night memorable." He whispered into my ear, sending shivers down my spine. I let out a shaky breath. His lips were intoxicating as our skin collided. Passion filled the night as the heat and sweat from our bodies mixed, creating the sweet, lustful elixir of love.
-Two Years Later-
I stared wide-eyed at the sight that lay before me. It was positive. They were all positive. I looked at all the pregnancy tests cluttering the bathroom counter. Every. Single. One. Came out positive. I couldn't believe it. All my life I thought I wouldn't be able to concieve. Now I was pregnant. I let out a quivering breath and ran my shaky hands through my hair. Tears of joy rolled down my cheeks. Oh my God I'm pregnant! I repeated over and over in my head. I still couldn't believe it. I placed my hands on my belly and smiled to myself. This is acutally happening.
I waited excitedly for Luhan to come home. I couldn't wait to break the amazing news to him. It was all too good to be true.
I was starting to doze off on the couch. Suddenly worn out after being ever so restless, like a child after a sugar rush, when I heard keys dangling outside the door. Creating a metallic jingle that was music to my ears. I jumped up to my feet and went to meet my husband at the door. The door swung open and the man with twinkling deer eyes stepped in. The love of my life took off his coat and set his shoes aside. "Hi my little deer." I said as I wrapped my arms around his neck. His head descended, our lips colliding in a long, sweet kiss.
"Hey my baobei," he said as we finally pulled apart. My heart still fluttered at his words. The corners of my mouth curled up, creating a wide grin. "What is it?" he asked, tilting his head to the side. I was still smiling like a fool.
"I," my hand made their way to my stomach, reassuring me of the news I've been patiently waiting all day to tell him. "I have some important news." I said looking into his beautiful, bright, brown eyes that I fell in love with. His eyes grew wide with concern.
"What's wrong?" He asked worridly. He delicately placed his hands over my small shoulders and squeezed them lightly. I laughed and moved his arms off my shoulders and clamped mine over his. I took his palms and touched my belly with his hands. A look of surprise took over his countenance as his eyes widened once again.
"Luhan, I'm pregnant." I said, a tear slipping out and rolling down my cheek. He was shocked. His jaw hung low and he was left speechless.
"Wh-what?!" He finally managed to say. He was still at loss for words. I could literally see his mind trying to process my words and make sense of what I just said.
"Luhan!" I cried. "You're going to be a father!" The realization hit me as well. I'm going to be a mother. To my surprise, he didn't seem to be as happy as me about this. I expected him to get a little more excited.
"N-no. You can't be pregnant." He said dryly. His voice was void of all emotion.
"What?" I asked, my face contorting in confusion.
"You can't be pregnant, " he stated firmly again.
"B-but I thought this is what you wanted. I thought you wanted a family." I said, my eyes searching for any hint that meant he was kidding. That he was just playing some kind of sick joke on me.
"Yeah, but in the future. Not right now. You can't be pregnant right now. It's only been two years."
"Luhan, I-I… you..." I trailed off, more tears filling my eyes. They were different this time. Instead of happy tears, these were salty and full of bitter emotions. He could he say this to me? "Two years of wanting something I could never have. You knew I thought I was sterile. That I was never going to be able to have kids. Now that I'm pregnant, you, you don't want it to happen?!" I said in utter disbelief.
"Well yeah I mean, I still have my entire career ahead of me. I can't have a kid right now."
"Your career?! I am your wife and this is your child!" I said, raising my voice. "How could you care more about your stupid career than me and the creature inside of me?!" I asked, completely outraged.
"(Y/n) trust me, I care about you, I really do, its just not the right time for me to have a kid. That's all." He said shrugging his shoulders.
"Not the right time for you? What about me? We're married for goodness sake, you should be thinking about us!"
"Well I'm sorry but I'm famous okay? I have other things to think about, not just you!" He snapped. My heart completely shattered. Shattered into a million pieces.
"I-I can't believe you Luhan. I thought you were different. I thought you cared about me. You said you would never let fame get between us and ruin our relationship but obviously I was wrong. I can't believe I was actually stupid enough to believe your pitiful lies."
"(Y/n)," he said reaching for my hand. I slapped his hand away and walked past him. "Come on (Y/n), don't do this," he whined. I continued packing my bags as he only watched. If he doesn't care enough to stop me, how much could he actually care, if at all? "Look, do you really want to do this. What if your not even pregnant after all?" He said walking behind me. I turned aroud and slapped him straight across his face.
"All the proof you need is in the trash can. There's all 8 of them." I said coldly and walked out the door. I stood there for a little bit. I took a deep breathe and tried to calm myself down. Oh God what did I just do? I heard someone scream and bang the wall, followed by the sound of shattering glass. I realized it was none other than Luhan. I walked to my car and drove to my best friend's place.
After weeks of staying with (y/f/n), I finally returned to the apartment I shared with Luhan. It was filthy and just plain awful. The stench of rotten food wafted from the kitchen and I ran to the bathroom to puke. I washed my mouth and stepped into our shared bedroom. It was empty. I sighed and sat down on the edge of the bed. I looked at the picture frame on the nightstand. It was one of us with our foreheads touching as we gazed into each other's eyes. We were so in love, you and I. What happened to us?
Luhan came home late, completely drunk. I only sighed and looked down as I helped him onto the bed. Why did we ever let this happen? I cried myself to sleep, just like I've been doing this past month.
I woke up and reached over the bed, seaking warmth from my partner. His side of the bed was empty. I'm still not used to it. Though it's already been months since we actually talked. Now we just live together and carry out our lives seperately. I go to doctor's appointments alone and he goes out to fan meets and stuff. I guess he's still mad. "Don't worry my baby," I said quietly as I held my round belly. It's been five months already.
"I'll hold your body in my hands
Be as gentle as I can
But for now you're scan of my unmade plans
A small bump
In four months you're brought to life
And I'll whisper quietly
And give you nothing but truth
If your not inside me
I'll put my future in you
You are my one and only
And you can wrap your fingers round my thumb
And hold me tight"
I sang softly to my baby. Tears slowly rolled down my cheeks and I sniffed quietly as I wiped them away with my thumb.
"You are my one and only
You can wrap your fingers round my thumb
And hold me tight
And you will be alright"
I cried even harder as I held tight onto my belly. "Don't worry baby. Mommy's here. I'm going to take care of you. I love you so much."
