kim jongin imagines (hiatus)

surprise

when mine and jongin's 17 year old daughter comes to us telling us she has news, we immediately know what the news is. she's been acting weird for a few days; throwing up, eating more and starting to wear more baggy clothes, so it's been kind of obvious. we weren't happy per se but we kind of accepted it would happen eventually. we were her age when i had her, of course, and that kind of stuff always runs in the family. whatever happens, we love her and we know we're always going to support her.

"what's your news?" jongin asks, eyes flicking to mine to give me a knowing look. our daughter sits opposite us and i can see the fear in her eyes over telling us. i hate that she's so worried so i reach out and take her hand in mine. when she looks up at us, i smile and nod at her, and in that moment i can tell that she knows that we know already.

"you already know?" she asks. i look at jongin and he smiles gently at her.

"of course we know, honey," he says.

"h-how long?"

"about a week."

"how did you figure it out?"

"sweetie, you forget that i did the exact same thing when i was your age," i laughed. she relaxes a little and i watch as her hand goes down to rest on her stomach.

"are you mad?" she asks.

"no, of course not," jongin replies. "we're not ecstatic, i'm sure you can understand why, but we're definitely not mad. how could we be when we were in the same situation all those years ago?"

"exactly," i agree. "i just want you to know that it's going to be difficult for you to raise a baby, if that's what you want to do of course, but we're going to be here for you every step of the way when you need us."

"thank you guys so much," she says. she reaches out to pull us into a hug and jongin and i smile at each other over her back.

"i'm just glad you came to tell us," i say. "when i got pregnant with you, i didn't tell my parents for months until i couldn't hide it anymore. i was so scared of what they would say to me."

"it felt wrong for me not to tell you," our daughter says.

"good, i'm glad you trust us enough."

jongin pulls away from the hug and his smile quickly morphs into the frown of a protective father.

"now," he says. "who's the dad?"

"my boyfriend, of course." she seems kind of hurt that he'd even question that. "you know and love him."

"okay, i was just making sure," jongin says, raising his hands in defence. "how does he feel about having a baby?"

"he's scared but excited, like me. we've talked about it a lot and we want to go through with it together."

"are you sure he's the one?" at the look on our daughter's face, he quickly adds, "i just don't want you to get hurt, baby. i want to make sure he's going to be there for you when you need him."

"i'm sure, dad," she says. "i love him and we want to be together. he's the nicest guy ever."

jongin nods, that tough expression still on his face, but i know better. he absolutely adores our daughter's boyfriend. whenever he comes over, the two of them spend all of their time talking about 'man things' as jongin puts it. i swear he already considers him our son at this point.

"alright honey, go and get some rest, your dad and i need to talk," i say to our daughter, leaning over to kiss the side of her head. she smiles gratefully at both of us once more before rushing up to her bedroom, leaving me and jongin alone.

"oh, god, did i want a better life for her," jongin sighs, throwing himself back against the couch.

"i know, baby, me too," i agree, rubbing my hand up and down his leg. "but children learn from their parents and we didn't set the best example for having babies at a reasonable age."

"yeah, i know." he grabs my hand and tugs me down to lay on his chest.

"she'll be okay," i say.

"of course she will, we made a very good child."

"we really did. and our child is going to make a very good child."

"she is."

we lay in silence for a while after that and i was just picturing how our life was going to play out. sure being grandparents in our thirties wasn't what we'd envisioned but hey, at least we'll get to be an active part of our grand-baby's life. maybe it will be a good thing. here's hoping.

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