Namjoon always wanted kids. Ever since he finished high school he knew he wanted to be a father. When he was 20 years old, he met Jin. Namjoon always said Jin was the best thing that ever happened to him and he never wanted them to go in separate ways. It was since then, that he really wanted to have a big family with the older. Jin on the other hand wasn't too fond about having kids. They talked multiple times about it and it always resulted with one sleeping on the couch (most of the time Namjoon). 

  But when he came home from work, on a Wednesday, he clearly remembers, he was surprised there was no lunch cooked yet. Jin would always make him food, saying "Namjoon, don't ever go near the kitchen or I'll chop your fingers!" He searched the whole house for him and when he found him in the bathroom, sitting on the toilet, he quickly rushed to him.    "Are you okay?" He asked, worriedly. Jin was pale as if he's seen a ghost. The younger kneeled in front of him and grabbed Jin's hands in his own. He felt an item in Jin's hands but he ignored it, too worried about his boyfriend.    "Namjoon," Jin whined. He wiggled his hands out of his grasp and hid them behind his back. "I -," he started but couldn't finish his sentence. Namjoon watched as Jin took a deep breath and closed his eyes.    "What's wrong?!" The younger asked, now in full panic mode.   "I'm pregnant."   "What?! Jin stop playing jokes on me. I thought you were really sick. You go-" Namjoon said with a smile on his face as Jin cut him off by placing the item he was holding in his hands.    Pregnancy test. And it was positive. He stared at the subject in his hands with wide eyes. "How?" He mumbled and looked up at Jin who had tears in his eyes.    "I don't know. I've been throwing up every day and I was feeling nauseous all the time," Jin explained. Namjoon stayed quiet. He kept glancing from Jin to the pregnancy test. The older was now frowning as tears started falling down his cheeks. "Please, don't leave me."   "What?!" The younger exclaimed. "Why would I? We're having a baby together. A baby!"    Jin sighed in relief as Namjoon hugged him tightly. They stayed like that, arms wrapped around each other, for a while on the bathroom floor. Namjoon was caressing Jin's cheek, wiping away the tear stains.    "I love you."   "Are you saying that just because you're hungry?!"     To say the pregnancy was all daisies and sun shines would be wrong, because it clearly wasn't.   Jin was kneeling on the floor, hunched over the toilet, puking his guts out.  It was five in the morning when he woke up with the food he ate last night, going back up. He shut his eyes, squeezing them as he threw up again. There were drops of tears coming from his eyes as he tried not to bawl his eyes out. He hated throwing up. Every day, he threw up at least once if not more.   He felt a warm hand on his back, rubbing circles on it. Jin smiled, happy to have Namjoon next to him to comfort him. He threw up again, emptying his stomach completely. He wiped his mouth as he moved away from the toilet seat straight into Namjoon's arms.    "It's okay," the younger assured him, his hairs gently.    "My throat burns," he whined into Namjoon's chest.    "I'll make you some tea," Namjoon offered but stayed on the floor with Jin in his arms for a few more minutes. It was hard, carrying a baby inside you. Especially, with all the throwing up and craving weird foods but as long as Namjoon was by his side, everything was much better.       "Namjoon!"    The younger was sitting on the couch, watching TV, when Jin screamed h