Key collapsed on the sofa with a sigh, tears streaming down his eyes. This wasn’t what he expected when he opened the door to receive his mail. He was just 22, how on earth was he supposed to take care of a child? Said child was his best friend’s, who made Key the legal guardian and left the country. Instead of feeling anger at his friend’s callousness, all he could feel was pity for the beautiful baby boy that would never know his mother.

The letter said his name was Taemin and he was six months old. She never mentioned the father but said that the boy was Key’s responsibility now. Key looked at the baby; dark-brown eyes looked back at him and gurgled. He smiled; maybe it wouldn’t be so bad taking care of him. He was snapped back to reality by his cellphone ringing.

“Hello?”

“Kibum, what’s wrong? I couldn’t pick up your call because I was in class. Baby, is everything okay?”

Key felt his eyes water up again. With his dinosaur by his side, he could do anything.

“I’m fine, Jjong. I have a surprise for you when you get home.”

“Are you pregnant, yeobo?” Jonghyun joked.

“Yes.”

“I’ll be right there.”

To say that Jonghyun was shocked, would be an understatement. But strangely enough, he was delighted rather than angry. Key watched speechless as Jonghyun cooed at Taemin and played with him. He didn’t even realize he was crying until Jonghyun wiped his face.

“It’ll be okay, baby. We’ll work it out, som