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Junhui stood alone, drenched by the rain pouring on him. He didn't care. Nothing mattered to him. At least not anymore.

He stood still, in front of him was a grave.

Wen Minghao
1997-2020
'A young man with a kind heart. He will forever be remembered. May he Rest In Peace.'

Junhui felt like crying. His lover. His husband. The mother of the child he never got to see. His everything. Dead. Why? Because of his foolish decisions.

Minghao would be alive if Junhui hadn't used such hurtful words. Maybe, and just maybe, Junhui would have his pregnant lover in his arms if he would have chased after him, if he would have reacted faster, or if he had just kept his dick in his pants.

But those were all 'if's'.

What did they fight about?

Junhui cheated.

His excuse?

He was sexually frustrated so he decided to have sexual intercourse with his secretary.

How did Minghao find out?

He noticed Junhui coming home late, his clothes smelled like female perfume, and the hickey on the older's neck.

How badly did they fight?

Junhui started yelling at Minghao about how he grew fat and ugly. How Minghao couldn't satisfy him anymore.

How did Minghao react?

Of course, he started tearing up, crying even. He ran out the house and as he was crossing a road, a car came at full speed.

Minghao was sent to a hospital, unconscious.

The baby made it but Minghao didn't. The baby boy was sent to an incubator as he was premature. Minghao was only 7 months pregnant after all.

That was 5 months ago.

Five months ago, Junhui's world fell apart when he received the call from the hospital. He remembered running to his car and drove above the speed limit to the hospital.

He remembered seeing his lover, lying on the bed, his face was colorless. Dead. He remembered grabbing his lover hands. Cold.

Worst of all, he wasn't allowed to see his child. Why? Because of Mingyu.

No, he didn't blame Mingyu. He blamed himself. Minghao was the one who had requested to not let Junhui see the baby, seconds before his death. Or at least that's what he had been told.

He realized it had stopped raining. He looked to his left and saw a tall figure walking towards him.

Mingyu.

What was he doing here?

"Junhui!" Mingyu called his name as Junhui started to walked the opposite direction. Junhui turned around. He gasped.

In Mingyu's arms was a baby. Junhui looked up to Mingyu with wide eyes. The latter only gave Junhui the baby that was covered in small blue blankets. "His name's Junjie. Wen Junjie."

At this point, Junhui was crying. "W-Wen? Is he?" Mingyu nodded. "Minghao never prohibited you from seeing your child. It was his mother. In fact, Minghao left a note for you." The taller handed Junhui the note.

'Hi Junnie!,
If you're reading this it means I'm probably dead by now. I just wanted you to know that I forgive you. Also, that's Junjie! Our child. He's beautiful isn't he? Please take care of him, ok? I love you ♡

Love, Minghao'

Junhui looked at the child in his hands. The baby had Minghao's eyes. He looked up, Mingyu was gone. "Hi Junjie.. I'm sorry baby.. I promise to take care of you and love you, ok? I promise."

He hugged Junjie, the baby only giggled, unaware of the fact he was never going to meet his birth-giver. The one who gave his life for him.