[CONTENTID1]Baby?[/CONTENTID1]

[CONTENTID2]Setting: Normal Adult AU || Notes: Doesn't the title making a sense to you? IDK what I write lol. Enjoy~[/CONTENTID2]

[CONTENTID3]“KIM MINGYU!!!” The said guy jumped slightly to the shrill of scream coming from the bedroom. He took a breath to calm his panic heart and turned off the stove as he quickly went to look for the owner of the scream. “You jerk bastard you better come here before-”

“Babe, I’m here. Why you’re saying like that, it hurts-” Mingyu’s words were cut off when a pillow hit him once he stepped into the bedroom. His eyes caught the culprit standing beside the bed with a red face and angry eyes. “Babe? Hey, Wonwoo… what?”

“I freaking hate you.” Mingyu blinked and frowned.

“What? Wait, babe. Calm down, tell me why you-” Wonwoo ignored him as he crawled on the bed and wrapped himself with the comforter. Mingyu moved closer and sat on the bed, tugging the cover lightly. Wonwoo was on defence.

“Go away, you freaking stupid bastard.”

“Hey, you really need to stop cursing me and tell me what happen, Jeon. I don’t like this; you’re not talking the reason and get angry with me out of sudden.” Mingyu took a breath, trying not to lose his composure. Who wouldn’t get mad when you’re suddenly being called with names and such?

Wonwoo still refused to say anything but proceeded to cry under the cover. It softened Mingyu’s face a bit and hurt was evident. One of the things he hated was his beloved’s crying. He totally wouldn’t like to see or know Wonwoo cried. “Babe? Wonwoo, love. Hey, tell me what’s wrong.” Mingyu touched the body under the comforter. Based on the movement, he was sure he touched the arm of his lover. “Wonwoo, don’t cry. You know I totally hate it when you cried.”

“I… *hik* hate you…”

“Wonwoo…”

Wonwoo pushed down the comforter and sat up. Mingyu looked at the other male and felt a pang when he saw the wet face. Wonwoo was pursing his lips. “Love, tell me-” Before Mingyu could finish his sentence, Wonwoo threw something at him in full swing.

“I freaking hate you, Kim Mingyu.” Mingyu frowned to that but his eyes were searching for the thing that hit hard on his chest just now. A stick lay near his knee. Mingyu reached it while Wonwoo already hid back in the warmth of the comforter. Mingyu examined the stick. Huh?

He read the word on the stick few times. A pregnancy test stick, okay. Mingyu digested the information before looking at the stick again. Double lines