ＥＸＯ ＲＥＡＣＴＩＯＮ: unexpected pregnancy
Minseok had noticed that you’d rub your breasts and whine in discomfort during the short time he got to spend with you. He thought it was just your normal monthly ordeal, until you started to turn down the food he brought home.
That’s when it hit him. The two of you were intimate for the first time without protection for your anniversary. So when he came home the next day, he was equipped with a pregnancy test. He shoved it into your hands and pushed you to the bathroom.
Once you were done, you returned to him, cupping his face as he gave you a sleepy smile. “I hope it’s positive,” he whispered, leaning into your palms. “In three minutes times, our life could be completely different…”
The buzzing of his phone made him pull away from you to go check the stick while you stayed in place. You heard a yell of joy from the bathroom, followed by him coming to wrap you in his arms. “We’re going to be parents!”
Junmyeon had been coming home in the am, exhausted and hungry. You’d made sure that his pyjamas and a plate of food were waiting for him before you went to bed.With tonight’s food there was a small sticky note wrapped around the fork.
You’re going to be a Daddy~ Make sure you’re free Monday so we can go to the scan together!
The plate was completely forgotten about. He wandered to the bedroom, kneeling next to you sleeping figure, eyes on your stomach. “I’ll be there,” he promised, leaning to kiss your head before he pushed up the shirt of your pyjamas. “Daddy has to be away for a little while. Look after Mummy, okay? When I come home, I’ll spoil the two of you.”
You’d promised Yixing that you’d wait for a break in his schedule to take the test. The more you stared at it on the counter, the more you wanted to do it, to find out of the two of you would become parents. After staring at the box, you gave into the urge.
You watched the numbers on your phone slowly decrease to zero. When it jingled, you grabbed the stick, squealing when you saw two lines in the small window. Clutching the stick, you ran to your phone, calling your boyfriend.
“It’s positive!“ you cried down the phone. “Two lines! We’re having a baby!” you grinned, eyes still on the two lines. “You took it without me, huh?” his sweet laugh filled your ears. “I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist,” he hummed. “I’ll be home before midnight. Try and stay up for me so I can kiss you, okay?”
“Y/N talk to me…” Baekhyun begged from the other side of he door. “I hate seeing you like this,” a soft thud signalled that he’d slumped back against the wood. “Whatever it is, we can work it out… Please don’t push me away.”
The sound of the door unlocking made him stand straight. When he finally saw you, he wrapped you in his arms, holding you close. “Talk to me,” he breathed into your hair. “I’m pregnant,” you whispered, hoping he wouldn’t hear, and the ordeal could be forgotten. “You’re not?” he pulled back to look over your face. “That’s amazing…” a smile had replaced the frown. “You better send me texts every hour letting me know how you’re doing when I’m away.”
Jogndae had collapsed next to you on the sofa he got home. You were quickly used as his pillow, his arms wrapping around you while he got comfortable to sleep. “How was your day today?” he asked, lips pressing to your neck lazily. “Boring. My doctor left me waiting nearly an hour,” you mumbled, fingers brushing through his soft locks. “You’re sick?” he frowned, looking up at you through sleepy eyes.
“No,” you smiled, your turn to press a kiss to his skin. “Then why did you go to the doctor?” he moved closer to you, almost laying on top of you. “I wanted to see if my gut instinct was right,” you shrugged, pulling a blanket over him while his droopy eyes looked over your face in confusion. “I’m pregnant,” you laughed, another kiss was given to his head.
“Why must all the exciting things happen when I don’t have the energy to celebrate?” he whined, his face nuzzling into your neck. “When’s your next check up?” he placed a hand on your stomach, rubbing lovingly. “Next week,” you spoke softly, trying to coax him into sleeping. “I’ll be there.”
Chanyeol suspected something was wrong when you weren’t waiting up for him when he came home. During his free hours, he decided it was perfect to talk to you about why you were avoiding him.
“Is it because you don’t like what they’ve done to my hair?” he asked, now leaning against the counter as he watched you. “I wanted to tell you after the promotions were done…” you sighed, moving so you could plate up the food. “It’s just hair. I’ll change it in a few weeks,” he frowned. “It’s not that,” you turned to look at him. “I’m pregnant,” you set the plates down on the table.
When he didn’t reply, you turned to him, to see him staring at you. “You’re pregnant..” the shock turned to a toothy grin as he pulled you close. “This is brilliant!” he exclaimed. “I’ll make sure to be with you every second I can.”
You finished the icing on the cake, each letter was piped with love and care. You made a cake for each win your boyfriend bagged. This cake would be different this win. It read ‘Congratulations on being a Daddy’ instead of the usual ‘Congratulations on the win.’
The sound of the door unlocking made your heart race faster, the nerves finally hitting you as you tried thinking of what to say to him when he found out he would be a parent.
You skipped out to greet him in the hall, arms wrapping around him as you peppered kisses to his face. “Smells delicious in here,” he hummed, returning the kisses to you. “I make the chocolate cake we love so much,” you grinned, taking his hand and leading him the the kitchen.
He stilled as he read the top, eyeing it for what seemed like forever before he turned to you. “Really?” he breathed, hand coming to your stomach. “Really,” you confirmed, making him beam with delight. “I love you so much,” his arms brought you close to him. “Both of you.”
“Sorry I couldn’t be there when you woke up,” Jongin murmured, laughing as you tried calming your bed head. “It’s okay,” you smile at the screen before moving to get more comfortable. “I put something in your bag,” you informed. “It’s not your main gift, but I think you’ll like it,”
He left the phone at the table to go look through his bag. He returned with the silver box and pursed his lips as he tried guessing what it’s contents could be. “Just open it!” you whined.
Once the lid was removed and he could see the white stick with two lines, his eyes began to fill with tears. “This is the best news I’ve heard all year…” he gazed lovingly at the stick before looking back to you. “I wish I was there to kiss you and talk to our baby…” he frowned slightly when a knock at the door signalled that he needed to go. “I promise I’ll make it up to you when I’m free.”
Sehun let his bag fall off his shoulder the moment he got through the door and went to flop down on the sofa next to you. “You looked good today,” you smiled, stroking his hair. “You watched?” his brow rose as he looked to you. “Of course I did,” your words made him smile and lean to kiss your cheek. “How was your day? Do anything interesting?” he asked, taking your hand and kissing over it. “Found out we’re going to be parents…” you shrugged while his eyes widened. “You’re pregnant?” a nod was given in reply.
“You’re mad…” you frowned, trying to take the stick, but he closed his palm around it. “I’m not mad at you. I’m mad that I can’t probably get to be with you for the next month. I can’t hold you if you’re sick, or be here to calm you down when your hormones are crazy.”