four years ago
"why'd you call me over here?" namjoon opens the door to the girl's apartment, barging in. this had scared her. "shit, namjoon!" she cursed, running her hands through her soft, long brown hair. "why'd you call me here? i was in the middle of something" he repeats. "it better be serious"
"just sit down!" she orders, obviously nervous. fortunately, namjoon had noticed. he goes to sit on the couch as ordered, looking up at the girl. she looked as if she was holding in a load of tears, which put namjoon on edge. "what's wrong? is everything oka-" "listen... please" she snaps back, her voice fading into a whisper as she pleads. she sat down beside namjoon. she wanted to cry more than anything.
"as you know... i've been feeling really sick and out of it lately" she began. namjoon's heart dropped. he was expecting her to say that she was seriously ill in some way. "you're not sick, are you?" he interrupts, taking her hand in his own. he gently strokes it with his thumb, looking into her eyes uneasily. "no namjoon, listen!" she urges, clearly growing more impatient. "so, i went to the doctors about an hour ago..." she immediately stopped talking when she feels her eyes beginning to water up. she drops her head in her hands, crying. "babe, what is it?" namjoon strokes her hair, leaning downward to meet her face. she darts back up to wipe at her wet face, sniffling continuously.
"namjoon, i'm pregnant" she chokes out. namjoon froze. he felt absolutely, in every way - paralyzed. "w- n-no you're not..." he says, somehow trying to convince the both of them that it wasn't true. it wasn't working, though. the girl throws herself onto namjoon, the man quickly taking action by hugging her tightly. she cries into his t-shirt, "how could this happen?"
then namjoon finally took it in. it was real. this was really happening. he was going to be a father. holy shit. the last point made him lightheaded. he was going to be a father... to a real child. that was his child she was carrying. he let go of her, shakily. she noticed he'd let go, so she does the same.
"what are we gonna do, namjoon?! we're 19 years old, for god sake!" "i know, i know..." namjoon sighs. "are we gonna give it up for adoption once it's born? because there's no way i'm not going to have an abortion-" "woah, of course not! that's not even an option!" namjoon warns. after some time of thinking, namjoon had come to a conclusion. "do you know how many months you are?" "it's apparently been a month already" she replies, embarrassedly. how had she not known sooner? "we have until july to get everything sorted out" she adds.
"alright, here's what i'm thinking..." he takes a breath. "once the baby is born, we'll give it to my parents. they can take care of him - since we're both gonna be too busy with school to take care of it - and he can grow up with them until at least one of us is finally ready to take him in." she let out a sigh of relief. "kim namjoon, that might just be a good idea" she lets out a slightly forced laugh. everything was still so confusing and sudden. then she remembered namjoon's current situation, which made this even worse.
"y'know you're going to have to tell yoongi, right?" namjoon sighed. "it's bad enough you cheated, but the fact that you got me pregnant is something he should know" great, namjoon thought.
this was going to be hard.
