Skaterboy ~ Minsung

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Jisung smiled softly, playing with the small kitten laying on Minho's chest, just inches away from where he was laying himself, curled up against Minho's side.

Jisung's hand was inside Minho's shirt, moving around to make the kitten chase the lump in the shirt, occasionally chewing on Jisung's finger through the fabric every time he stuck up a finger to tease Soonie.

Minho was playing with Jisung's soft blonde hair, watching as Jisung played with their kitten. It was a beautiful sight, one that drew Minho close to tears.

To imagine he almost gave this all up. And for what? If only he hadn't killed his baby, 9 months from now Jisung could be laying on his chest, playing with their child. Not just a kitten.

"I'm sorry I killed our child. She deserved better." Minho softly muttered.

Jisung looked up, pulling his arm out of Minho's shirt.

"Hey, it's ok. You weren't ready. It's your body, your choice." Jisung stroked Minho's cheek softly, grabbing his hand to kiss his knuckles.

"I wasn't ready then... But I am now. It's so stupid but I am. I want a child now." Minho chuckled sadly, feeling humiliated and exposed.

"Then if you're still ready in a year, we get a child. It's not a tough decision to make, we just need to make sure we know our child will grow up safely and in a stable family." Jisung smiled softly.

Minho nodded his head, whining because he was so emotional all the time now. Soonie stretched and jumped down to the foot of the bed, playing around with the famous dark blue beanie.

Jisung chuckled and shuffled further up in bed, pulling Minho into his chest instead. Minho needed comfort more than him.

"Aah, fuck maternal hormones. Why am I crying every two seconds now?" Minho chuckled through tears.

Jisung smiled, kissing the elders forehead.

"Did you know it was gonna be a girl?" The latter asked, playing with Minho's hair.

Minho shook his head.

"No, I just have a feeling it would be. She would've been beautiful, with your big beautiful eyes, and your adorable cheeks, and with your stupid but amazing humor." Minho smiled, imagining their little baby girl running around.

"Did she have a name?" Jisung asked, blinking through tears as he listened to Minho.

"I really love the name Chaewon. I think she would have beautiful, strong hair, and an adorable chubby tummy because you always let her have too much sweets before bedtime. She would be super jumpy and hyper, and always greet us with a big smile when we get home from work. She would have the most annoying but beautiful laugh, and it would be so addicting everyone else would laugh when she did. She would share your love for cheesecake and my love for cats. She would always wear red dresses and those little red dress-up shoes because she just loves the color red. She would talk non-stop when we were out on walks in the park, and we would only halfway listen while looking at each other and laughing. Her grandparents would all love her because everyone does, your parents too. Her uncles would babysit her anytime and set her up to do pranks and mischiefs on us."

Jisung listened closely, imagining everything Minho said. It seemed like the perfect reality for the two of them. The perfect child for the two of them.

"I think she would have your nose and your laugh. That would make her absolutely beautiful. And she would always want to help her papa cook dinner in the kitchen. She would love to come with you to work because her papa has the coolest job ever, either at an animal shelter or as a policeman helping everyone who needs it. She would always kiss you goodbye and tell you she loves you when you leave for work, and she would prefer her papa picking her up from school over me." Jisung whispered.