otsukare supremacy. i don't make the rules.
Yoongi's POV
Wiping my eyes with my sleeve, I stare at the little white stick I'm holding. Two lines. Positive. Fuck. What am I gonna tell Hobi? Neither of us have even talked about having kids - I don't know if he wants kids. He'll hate me. He'll make me get rid of it, and I'll just be living my life under a constant wave of guilt that I killed our baby.
I quickly wrap the stick in toilet paper and drop it into the trash can under the sink, then wash my hands and look at myself in the mirror. I feel like utter shit; I'm pale, my eyes are red and puffy, there's tear-lines down my cheeks - he's gonna be able to tell there's something wrong, and I can't just lie to him. Or can I?
No. No, he needs to know. Just... I might have to wait a while. Valentine's Day is coming up, so I'll tell him then.
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3rd Person POV
"Yoongi, I'm home!"
After taking off his coat and shoes, Hoseok makes his way towards his and his boyfriend's bedroom. However, he stops in his tracks when he reaches the door, listening intently with his ear against it. "Yoon, can I come in?"
"Y-Yeah, g-go ahead."
He gently pushes the door open. "Can I turn the light on?"
"Mhm."
The light flickers for a second as he switches it on, revealing Yoongi lying down on their bed, his body curled into a ball. He's sobbing quietly, breath hitching in his throat as he does, and digging his fingernails into his palms. "Baby, why are you crying?"
"D-Doesn't matter."
"Hey, look at me." whispers the younger, cupping his chin. "What's got you so upset, hm?"
"You'll h-hate me..."
"Yoongi, talk to me. I can't help you if you don't tell me what's bothering you."
"I'm pregnant."
Hoseok blinks in disbelief. "You're... And it's mine?"
The smaller nods. "I haven't been sleeping with anyone else."
"H-How? We always use protection."
"Not always... Three weeks ago, that hotel in Ilsan, ring any bells?"
Biting his lip, the younger male looks away for a second, then looks back. "So do you plan on..."
"I'm keeping it. And if you don't want me to-"
"Of course I want you to, baby." reassures the taller, kissing his boyfriend's forehead. "Do whatever you want. It's your body, and I'm not gonna love you any less if you want to keep it."
"You... You're not mad?"
"Mad?" Hoseok chuckles, grinning. "I'm ecstatic! Granted, it's a bit of a shock, but I just... Do you know when I first knew I wanted to be a dad?"
Yoongi shakes his head.
"It was when I was 14, and my friend's mom went into labour while we were at school. I went to the hospital with him afterwards and we got to see his new baby sister."
They fall silent for a moment. The elder wipes his eyes. "So you're okay with me wanting to keep it?"
"Of course I'm okay with it. This is gonna be an experience for both of us, and I couldn't think of anyone better to share it with than you."
Yoongi smiles and tucks his head into his boyfriend's chest, wrapping an arm tightly around him.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Hobi."
"Happy Valentine's Day, Yoon."
and then there's me who's alone~
might be stuck at my dad's for two weeks; he's got covid symptoms so he's getting tested later, 48 hours for the results and he doesn't want to take me home until we get the result because my mum's boyfriend is a key worker. hoping i'll get to go home because i don't think i can cope here for 2 weeks
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