"What's The Worst That Could Happen?"

Characters

MBLAQ Members, Extra Idols

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Mianhaeeeeee~!!! I've had my internet cut off at my house, so I missed a couple of days. >.<" I feel so bad about that. BUT, luckily I think this story will make up for those non-internet days. :3 Hope you like it~! <3 Warning: This story has rape, pregnancy, miscarriage, and other non-happy things in it. If you can't take any of these listed, please don't read the story. Gamsahabnida for my commenters, subscribers, and silent readers~! Saranghae~!

Part 1: Thunder (Chundoong/Park Sanghyun) is just a normal, shy, feminine gay. Everything seems just fine in his life: His boyfriend, Seungho, is perfect. His friends, Mir and G.O, are the best he could ever hope for. But there's one small problem: Thunder has a stalker who won't stop following the blonde until he gets what he wants. As the stalker gets closer to Thunder, the blonde gets even more uneasy, asking Seungho's friend, Lee Joon, to watch out for him. But one night, when Lee Joon has dance practice that goes on longer than usual, Thunder's stalker finally catches up to the blonde in the nastiest way: rape.

Part 2: After the rape incident, Seungho and Lee Joon have been closer to Thunder than ever before. When Seungho and Thunder finally get a chance to have a baby, they take it happily. But what happens if Thunder loses the baby? Wil Seungho think he's not the right father for Thunder's family life?

Foreword

~Thunder’s POV~

“Gamsahabnida class, have a great weekend.”

I collect my things as the bell rings, satisfied that the weekend is finally here as I hum happily to myself.

“Are you ready to have fun this Saturday?” I feel a pair of arms slip around my waist as Seungho kisses my cheek. I smile and turn around, ruffling his hair and giggling as he scrunches his nose.

“Yes. In fact, I have something planned.” He pouts and I laugh, his panda face trying so hard to look cute, but in the end he looks even more like that black and white bear as he puffs out his cheeks.

“I thought you said you were spending the weekend with me,” he whines, crossing his arms and looking away in an effort to act mad. It didn’t work very well, I could easily see through his charades.

“You pabo, I am! My plans always have something to do with you, so why would my plans for Saturday be any different?” I wind my fingers through his deep, red hair as he brightens, his smile covering his whole face. I sigh, trying and failing to think of a reason that I’d never be with him. [And I still can’t believe he said yes. My Seungho. My wonderful, brilliant, sexy boyfriend.]