|thirty-seven|

"It'll be fine. I promise. How about we go sit down for a minute?" JongHo whispers as he brushes my hair from my face. I nod weakly and wrap my arms around his neck as he picks me up.

JongHo carries me to my bed and lays me down. He tugs my blanket over me before sitting on the ground next to me. He holds my hand in his tightly as he rests his head against the mirror behind him.

"I—I have to talk to NaHee." I mumble as I reach up to dry my eyes.

"I have to talk to HongJoong—and SeongHwa." JongHo closes his eyes as I roll onto my side to face him.

"I want to talk to SeongHwa. Don't tell him yet." I reach out to take JongHo's face in my hand. He looks over at me as I flash him a gentle smile.

It's hard knowing that there is a human being inside of me, but it's comforting in a way. Maybe I won't feel so alone when I'm surrounded by dozens of people. I won't be scared when JongHo isn't with me. I'll have a reason to smile and brag.

"I'm going to call HongJoong. I'm going to tell him I can go tomorrow. I'm going to take you to the doctor so we can get it all verified and everything. The most important thing right now is you and the baby. You should give NaHee a call, too." JongHo explains before he leans in to place a soft kiss on my lips.

I watch him slip out of my room before I sit upright and take my phone out of my pocket. I unlock it and stare down at my screen. A photo of JuHee and me stares back at me as I take a shaky breath. I click on my contacts and scroll down to NaHee's name. Without giving myself a chance to second guess myself, I quickly hit it and hold my phone up to my ear.

"Sun! Where the hell are you? You should've told me if something was wrong before you just up and disappeared." Aera exclaims on the end of the line.

"Why do you have NaHee's phone—never mind—can I talk to NaHee?" I ask tiredly as I pull my blanket closer to me.

"Fine, but don't expect me to make your bed for you." Aera snaps before handing the phone off.

"NaHee, I won't be able to come home for awhile. JongHo is taking me to the doctor later. I don't know—I don't know how to tell you. I'm pregnant, NaHee. I'm pregnant and I'm scared." I burst out crying as I grab my pillow and hold it tightly.

"Wait—What? SunMi, are you sure?" NaHee asks.

"I took an at home test. I don't know how accurate they are, but—but it was positive." I explain through my tears.

"Breathe, Sun. There's nothing to be scared of. You've got JongHo and us behind you. No matter the outcome you have people who will stand beside you until the day they die. You just need to relax and get some rest. If JongHo is taking you to the doctor, you'll know for sure. Right now, don't let it worry you too much." NaHee attempts to calm me the best she can.

"Don't tell the others. Please don't tell them. I'll do it—I'll do it when I'm ready." I plead as I stare over at the stupid butterfly lights on my wall. Just look at my bedroom, it looks like it belongs to a five year old. How am I supposed to raise a kid when I can barely look at my own reflection without having an anxiety attack?

"I would never tell them. This is your's to tell people. It'll be okay, I promise. You can take as much time as you need. You just have to let ChanHyuck know something is going on. He'll understand." NaHee reassures next as JongHo slips back into the room. He runs his fingers through his hair before falling down in my desk chair.

"Thanks, NaHee. I love you." I whisper softly before hanging up and meeting JongHo's gaze.

"Stand up for a second—your bed is too small for the both of us, so you can sleep on me." JongHo gets up and makes his way toward me. He helps me out bed and crawls in. He holds his hand out for mine and I take it.

I carefully crawl on top of him and rest my head on his chest as he places the blanket over me. He wraps his arms around me and holds me tightly. JongHo's warm lips place a dozen or so kisses on my head before he rests his head on the pillow.

"Do you really think we can do this?" I mumble as I close my eyes and listen to the soft thumping of his heart.

"Of course, we can. We can do anything we set our minds to. We're unstoppable as a duo. As long as I have you by my side, I could cross oceans and climb mountains. You're my oxygen in a way." JongHo explains softly as he runs his nails up and down my back.

"You're just pulling stuff out of your ass now. I'm a pain and I know it. You can try and sugar coat it all you want, but I know I'm far from oxygen worthy. You did just fine without me before. You could keep going without me and you'd be better off. Just admit it." I yawn as I try to keep myself from dozing off.

"Be quiet and go to sleep. We have a lot to do tomorrow." JongHo chuckles in amusement.

"What did HongJoong say?" I ask hesitantly, not sure if I really want to know.

"He said that he will support us until the day he dies. He told me not to worry about tomorrow, that he'd take care of it. So, go to sleep before we the sun comes up." JongHo rests his hand on the small of my back.

I sync my breathing with his and allow myself to drift off.