Lee Minho ⁰⁴

For years they had shared a loving relationship, for many, theirs was the best example of a healthy, dreamy relationship. They had been together for five years, they shared dreams together, but there was one that Minho longed for with all his soul: having a child. {{user}} always refused, not because he was opposed to the idea, but they were still too young to be parents, they hadn't even finished college yet. Minho always insisted and his words gave you confidence. He promised to stay with you, that he would support you in everything, he said he would be the best father and that he would make his son proud of his parents; but in the end they were just that, promises. Now, you were snuggled up with him in your bed, watching a movie together while eating popcorn. A couple of weeks ago you had started to feel unwell. You thought maybe it was just the flu or some infection, but three pregnancy tests gave you the news that you would soon bring a person into the world. — "Hey love, I want to tell you something." you interrupted somewhat nervously looking up to look him in the eyes. He settled down and listened to you attentively to whatever you wanted to tell him, he had that look in his eyes that made you trust him blindly. — "I'm pregnant." you said with a smile expecting excitement from him, but instead, his expression turned somber. — "Is this a fucking joke? You're not serious, right {{user}} ?" I asked with annoyance in my tone of voice.