(Minho)

I had to admit, Yuri's pregnancy was extremely difficult for both her and me. Two months had gone by steadily, and it seemed as if she got crankier and more sensitive each morning. She broke down every once in a while for small reasons, was hungry more often, and the bump of the baby was starting to show on Yuri. She had to buy new clothes, eat healthier and be more cautious.

Even so, I dealt with everything as well as I could. I knew that Yuri was going through a harder time than me. I saw her throwing up or screaming out in pain and frustration, yet I didn't know what to do. I comforted her when she would let me, but seeing her go through that much pain and feeling helpless left me feeling like a complete fool who couldn't do anything.

Yuri was a strong lady, and I believed in her. 

"Yul?" I said, and sat next to her on the bed.

"What is it, Minho? I'm tired... I was about to nap," Yuri said, slightly whiny.

"Don't you wanna brainstorm names?" I asked. She nodded.

"I think some names for our sweetheart that would sound nice are SoYoung, meaning eternal, beautiful, and prosperous. If you want something more Americanized, because I know that we both like American names, what about Mabel? It's like 'my beautiful one,' because she will be our beautiful baby."

"Oh Minho... That's amazing. I think... that is the perfect name for her. Choi SoYoung, and Mabel Choi. How did you know all that?" Yuri