★Please... cherish me★ | Yoosung x Reader

Yoosung finds out he is infertile

A year after your marriage, the discussion about having children became serious.

Of course Yoosung had always joked about having a baby so he didn't appear to be so much like one, but after you had both settled into your new life together, and Yoosung finally had his surgery on his left eye, you both agreed you wanted to try.

And whenever the two of you tried, you felt even more excited at the thought that you might carry Yoosung's child. A happy family with the man you loved seemed like an absolute dream. Day by day, you were creating a beautiful future with him.

Until four months down the line and you still weren't pregnant. You had a creeping fear that there was something wrong with you and you prayed with all your heart that you weren't infertile.

Your prayers were answered. It wasn't you who was infertile, but Yoosung.

When the doctor told him, his eyes lost their shine and he shrank back, avoiding your worried gaze completely.

He drove home in complete silence, his knuckles turning white from where he clutched the steering wheel tightly.

"Honey," you broke the silence after you arrived home at your apartment and you saw him slip into your bedroom.

Following him, you found him sitting on the edge of the bed picking at the covers, still not meeting your eyes.

"Honey," you reached for him, but he flinched away and you retracted your hand, a little hurt but trying your best to be understanding. Having a family was a happy dream to you, but it had been the only true piece of happiness that Yoosung had ever held onto hope for.

He wanted to be a father so much - a father to your child. He used to chatter nonstop for hours about baby names and nursery plans - he'd even started looking into nearby kindergartens and possible elementary schools (he'd wanted to be prepared after all) but now he just looked so sad, purple eyes dull and dark.

"This is all... my fault," he could barely get the words out and the emotions he had bottled up were all let out. This time he didn't push you away when you gathered him in your arms and cradled him, stroking through his hair.

"I'm so p-pathetic," he sobbed, "I'm so unmanly... I-I thought that maybe I could forgive myself for not being as cool or manly if we had a child... But... But I'm in- infert-" He was choking on the words, and his voice was cracked with grief and insecurity. You held him tightly but froze when he began to sob even louder, repeating the same words over and over again while his body shook.

"I'm so sorry MC... I'm so sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

"Honey," you mussed up his hair and affectionately kissed the top of his head, rubbing his back to soothe him, "I love you so much - we have other options to have a baby so please don't be so hard on yourself."

He nuzzled closer to your neck, his ragged breath warm on your skin while he sobbed and sniffled, "I'm so useless... I... I wouldn't blame you if you left me..."

"Honey," your voice came out sharper as he spoke his insecurities, "I married you because I love and cherish you and just being with you makes me happy every single day - I would never leave you because of this. I'm gonna be right here until you feel a bit better and then we can explore other options, 'kay?"

His sobbing stopped and you felt him nod slightly, "Mm.... I'm- I'm sorry for acting so pathetically MC. I really love you."

You smiled and kissed the top of his head, "I really love you too, Yoosung. We can get through this - together."