Nami could feel the heaviness settle down at the pit of her stomach. Baekhyun was leaving her because of her? She didn't know if she wanted to cry or look to Joonmyun in this case, but all she knew was that she just lost someone important in her life. The letter in her hands quietly fell onto her lap as she stared blankly towards the kitchen of her and Joonmyun's now shared home.

She could see Joonmyun looking to her with concern as he stood with a glass of water in his hands. He could read her expression, having already known that Baekhyun was leaving them. He knew that Baekhyun — for all the times he's known — had a thing for the love of Joonmyun's life. He couldn't stop someone else for feeling what he felt for Nami despite being so horrible to her beforehand. But he knew that he was changing, and he knew he was only getting better for her and for their baby. A small sigh escaped Joonmyun's lips as he walked over quietly to Nami. Her numbed state scaring him as he sat on the arm rest of the couch. "Are you okay, honey?"

It took a few minutes as Nami chuckled quietly- a watery chuckle leaving her lips. "No," she said honestly. Her head turned to him, eyes now watery and ready to spill at any second. "He left and didn't even say goodbye," she whispered. Over the past year, she didn't know what more to say or do because she was so consumed by her mixed emotions. For Joonmyun and for Baekhyun. She felt lost, and she needed to be found. A part of her told her that God had plans for her, and those plans evolved around Joonmyun. If it didn't, then she wouldn't have a child, wouldn't she?

"And you know why he couldn't, Na," Joonmyun whispered back. She looked up at him, a soft smile gracing his lips as he placed a hand on her shoulder. "I know you and him had a thing and I know that he treated you better than I ever did- and I learned from my mistakes when I lost the most precious thing in my life," he said as he watched attentively, "you." he finished, and Nami couldn't help but look away, a sigh escaping her. "I know it would be selfish of me to ask you to stay- for me and our baby... but if there's something in you that thinks you belong to him, I won't stop you." Her head jolted up, confusion plastering her features but Joonmyun only smiled sadly to her. "I don't want to lose you, but I do want you to be happy. It could be with Baekhyun, it could be with yourself, but it doesn't have to be with me. I love you, Nami, and I want you to know that. I may have been a jerk and treated you with so much disrepect, but I've come to learn from it and have karma bite me in the . You have a choice, Na, you always had. You could choose him, or you could choose me- or you could choose yourself. Whatever you choose, I want you to know that I'm always here. Maybe not as your lover, but as a friend and the father of our child." He lectured, and Nami nodded slowly- tears already streaming down her cheeks. 

Joonmyun smiled, ruffling her hair as he hesitated for a brief moment before finally getting up to give her some time to think. "I-I'm going to go get Misun from my parents'. If you're not here when I get back, then I take it that you've choosen him." His heart felt as though it had broken into a million pieces, and he didn't know how to mend it. He had to be strong either way. If she did decide to leave... then at least he knew that she'd be in good hands. 

Nami couldn't help but look at him, staring at him with tears staining her cheeks. She may be tired, and she knew her energy was already low- but she couldn't help but cry. Joonmyun had given her a chance to make her own decisions, to choose what she wanted.

But could she really leave him?

Did she have the right mind to go after Baekhyun?

Endless thoughts flooded her, and she didn't know what more to say or think. 

She simply watched as Joonmyun grabbed his keys, already making it to the front door where he hesitated: "His flight leaves at 10:35am- if you decide to go." Her eyes trailed to the digital clock that sat on the opposite side of the living room. 9:14am. She had almost an hour to think, and she had become frantic. 

Joonmyun.

"God," Joonmyun breathed, standing in front of the door of his shared home with Nami. He was terrifed to step into his home and not see her there because if he didn't- he knew that he had lost her to Baekhyun. "I hope I did the right thing." The little whining from the his daughter allowed him to look down at the baby, who played with her toy, her little hands attempting to grab the toy hanging before her. "Baby, let's hope mommy's home," he whispered. 

His eyes closed, a deep breath held as he inserted the key to their home. He hadn't realized how long he was holding his breath as he turned the key and pushed the door open. His eyes scanned the quiet living room, his heart sank even further as if he didn't have one anymore. He sighed and placed the baby's car seat onto the coffee table as he gently unbuckled his daughter to hold in his arms. "I guess mommy's not here after all." 

"What do you mean I'm not here?"

The angelic voice- that he'd become so accustomed to hearing- called out as she walked out of their room: "And take the car seat off the coffee table!" She scolded, allowing Joonmyun's shocked and surprised state to jolt with a sheepish chuckle. He placed the car seat to the floor as he held his daugther securely in his arms. "Y-You're here," he breathed. Nami's eyes softened as he looked to the man. Her head bobbed a nod with a mere smile. 

"You gave me some time to think, and thank you for that." She started, giving him a full (yet tired) smile now. "And you're right, I have a choice. I have a choice to choose between you, him, or myself. I didn't know what I wanted until I looked at the obvious. This, right now, is my