No one from either of our families know that i'm pregnant.
We haven't told anyone.
Not even my mother knows,
and i would like to keep it that way for now.

It's not that i'm embarrassed that i'm pregant,
in fact i'm thrilled at the fact.
I'm embarrassed that i'm bearing a child to the wrong man.
I'm embarrassed that i still feel like i'm stealing Chanyeols life.

Chanyeol is willing to give up his youth,
to father a child that isn't his.

He was more of a man than anyone else.

If i told my mother that i was pregnant,
she would insist that Chanyeol man up and be a father and carer for me.
Even though he isn't the father, 
and our relationship is new.

That's just how she is.

We opted for not telling Chanyeols mother because,
to be frank,
she hates me.

And she'd despise me more if we tol her Chanyeols wasn't even the father.

No matter how much Chanyeol tells me that i'm not doing anything wrong,
i can't help but feel that i am.

She constantly tells Chanyeol that he should date someone his age.
I agree.
But he stays.
He insists that he's needed here,
and that he wouldn't have it any other way.

The butterflies in my stomach seem to agree.

"Are you comfortable?" 
Chanyeols honey voice brinngs me out of me daze,
remembering where i was and what i was doing.
Today, i was to have an ultrasound.
Chanyeol insisted on coming with me,
and what was i to spoil his fun?

The doctor chuckled to my right,
attempting to soften Chanyeols protectivness.
I was in good hands.

"I'm fine Chan, calm down."
I smiled, subconciously tracing circles on my now swollen tummy.
He blushed at the action and placed his large hand on my petite one,
stopping any movement and just stared at me.

He was such a dork.

"Okay, so this is your first official ultrasound right?"
We nodded in agreement and let go of eachothers hands,
appointing our attention to the young doctor in the white coat smiling.

At first i was reluctant to have such a young doctor be appointed to me,
but all my fears subsided when i first walked in.

"Hello, i'm Dr Kim, but please call me Joonmyeon. Please take a seat and we'll get started." 

"She was meant to come in last week but she was throwing up,"
Chanyeol answered for me; the doctors attention now on him.

I cringed at the memory.
Chanyeol holding my hair and humming songs to me as i violently threw up.
It wasn't a very nice bonding experience.

"Sadly, that's part of being pregnant. Unfortuniatly, i can't do much to help with the sickness,"
He pouted quickly