Future
Title: Future
Author: mystery
Rating: R
Genre: mpreg, romance, kinda crack
Disclaimer: If I owned them, there’s no way in hell I’d write this half-assed shit about them. I’d film them 24/7.
Warning(s): Does mpreg qualify as a warning?
Summary: Kyuhyun got Sungmin pregnant. Don't even ask.
Author’s Note: Saw this and just had to write some KyuMin-mpreg. My first, actually, so it's probably sucky, but never mind. Not beta-ed either XD
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”Hey, guys! Guys!”
The living room, where all Super Junior members were gathered, quieted down somewhat as Leeteuk rushed into the room, looking half like he’d seen a ghost, half ecstatic.
“Sungmin’s pregnant!”
Everyone froze in position before they slowly turned their heads towards Leeteuk to stare at him as though he’d suddenly grown another pair of eyes. Then Eunhyuk laughed.
“Very funny, hyung,” he said, but even though a few of the other members were now laughing as well, Leeteuk was still dead serious.
“No, I’m being serious! You know how he’s been feeling ill for a while?” he asked, and several of the people in the room nodded. “Well, Kyuhyun took him to the doctor because he just wouldn’t get better and, well… he’s pregnant.”
The laughter stopped as Kyuhyun himself came into the room.
“It’s true,” he said as he walked through the living room towards the kitchen. Everything fell silent.
“And I think you all know who the father is,” the maknae smirked as he came back with a carton of strawberry milk in his hand. Then he nonchalantly disappeared into his and Sungmin’s shared room, where Sungmin was still freaking out over the doctor’s words.
“Thanks, baby,” he muttered as he snatched the strawberry milk out of Kyuhyun’s hand and drank half of it in one go. Kyuhyun raised an eyebrow, but decided not to say anything and instead opted to sit down next to the older man.
“Kyuhyun, what do I do?” Sungmin asked for the nth time as he leaned his head against Kyuhyun’s shoulder once the strawberry milk carton was empty. Kyuhyun sighed.
“I don’t know, Minnie,” he repeated for the nth time, but then a question popped into his head. “Do you want to keep the baby?”
“What?” Sungmin sat up straight and spun to face Kyuhyun so quickly the younger got dizzy. “What kind of question is that? Of course I do!”
Kyuhyun chose not to try to move backwards as he realized there was a solid wall behind him and he’d most likely just hurt his head. Instead he smiled at Sungmin.
“Okay, calm down, I was just wondering. I mean, considering our careers and age and…” Sungmin interrupted him with a soft laugh.
“Relax, I’m not mad at you.”
Kyuhyun heaved a little sigh before they fell into a comfortable silence, Sungmin with his face in Kyuhyun’s neck. The silence was shattered as Donghae and Eunhyuk barged into the room, looking somewhat crazy.
“Sungmin, you’re a man!” Eunhyuk shouted through his panting and Donghae nodded. “You just can’t be pregnant!”
Sungmin and Kyuhyun stared up at the two breathless men from their position on the bed.
“Well, he is,” Kyuhyun said once he got over his shock. “The doctor was just as shocked as any of you… and me… And Min,” he added when his boyfriend elbowed him in the ribs. Ryeowook and Yesung had entered the room as well by now and it was starting to get kind of crowded.
“Are you sure you’ll be able to take care of hi-them?” Ryeowook asked, his brows slightly furrowed in confusion. Kyuhyun rolled his eyes.
“Not to totally ruin your self-esteem, Wookie, but who always managed to calm Min when no one else could?” he said, smirking as Ryeowook’s lips formed a perfect little ‘o’. “Who always knew what he wanted, even without asking.”
“Not always,” Sungmin muttered under his breath and Kyuhyun’s smirk turned to a smile as he turned his head to look at Sungmin.
“No, but for the most part. Like, today, I knew you wanted strawberry milk, but you didn’t say anything.”
“… Point taken.”
By now, all members who would fit in Kyuhyun and Sungmin’s room had entered; Eunhyuk, Donghae, Ryeowook, Yesung, Leeteuk, Siwon and Heechul.
“But don’t worry Kyuhyun, when his night-cravings kick in we’ll all be here to help you,” Leeteuk reassured and Heechul let out a snort.
“You say that now, yes. Probably you’ll yell at him that you’re not supposed to do everything when Sungmin wants chocolate in the middle of the night and make Kyuhyun go anyway.”
“Hey!” Sungmin interrupted. “We’re actually here!”
Everyone in the room immediately turned to look at the couple, one of Heechul’s eyebrows slightly raised, Ryewook’s once again somewhat furrowed.
“Well, we’ll help you with whatever you might need help with.”
“Yes, thank you, now shoo,” Kyuhyun said and directed everyone out of the room. Then he turned to Sungmin, smirk firmly on his lips and his eyes dark.
“Now, they say pregnancy can make you hornier…”
Sungmin smirked back as he understood what Kyuhyun wanted.
“Indeed it does,” he agreed, while he still had the chance to say anything at all.
~~
It took a week of discussing with management and a whole lot of other people to figure how to release this to the public - because they couldn’t go on forever hiding Sungmin’s pregnancy. Sooner or later, someone would notice one way or the other. Finally, they decided to wait another month before they said anything and they would carry on as usual, but Sungmin would visit the doctor regularly and everyone would keep an eye on him.
As time passed, Sungmin’s stomach started growing. A news article was released, with an interview with Kyuhyun and Sungmin (who had to go public as well, due to Sungmin’s pregnancy) and several doctors. There were, as expected, heaps of negative response, but also a surprisingly lot of positive ones.
Sungmin cried when they received either, the hormones making him more sensitive than usual. Kyuhyun teased him for it, but comforted him nonetheless, especially when Sungmin started hitting him.
“Ow! I swear you’ve gotten stronger,” Kyuhyun said and everyone laughed. “It actually hurts when you hit me.”
“Don’t tease me then,” Sungmin retorted as he stuck his tongue out.
There was one thing everyone learned by Sungmin’s reaction to people’s responses; to be careful with what you told him. Band members, make-up artists and producers alike started tiptoeing around him and tried to only keep normal conversations with him.
Of course, Sungmin noticed and had a fit about that instead.
“Stop avoiding me!” Sungmin yelled at the makeup-noona when she wouldn’t talk to him. “Don’t you like me?!”
Then came the tears and Kyuhyun was by his side in a split second.
“Hush baby, it’s okay,” he soothed as he pulled Sungmin into a hug. “No one dislikes you. They’re just a bit scared.”
“Of what?” Sungmin sobbed against his shoulder. Kyuhyun sighed.
“You.”
“What?!”
“Yes. I’m sorry, but you’ve been kind of… Unstable lately. You lash out for the smallest things of start crying… I know it’s not your fault, sweetheart.”
“Of course it’s not my fault!” Sungmin wailed, once again hitting Kyuhyun’s chest with his fists. “It’s your fault, you stupid idiot!”
Seeing where this was going, Kyuhyun quickly shut him up with a kiss; he’d rather not discuss his sex life in front of all the Super Junior members, their manager and the makeup-noonas. Then he proceeded to kiss the tears off his cheeks (he did his best to ignore the taste of concealer, really) and dry his nose.
“I’m sorry babe, I really am,” he mumbled and, just like that, Sungmin was smiling again.
Another effect the hormones had on Sungmin was that he became hornier than ever. It was okay at first, but then the members (not to mention their manager) started complaining when Sungmin kept pulling Kyuhyun off to some random location backstage to suck him off, or when they came late to practice because Sungmin wanted ‘just a quickie’ in the morning that became three and four rounds. Not to mention the facts that Sungmin was louder than before and they used up half of all the condoms in the dorm (which was a lot) in just a week.
The third noticeable effect was that he ate a lot more than he’d ever eaten. It wasn’t uncommon that a member would walk into the kitchen and find Shindong and Sungmin in the middle of an eating competition, competitions that Sungmin won more often than not. Sungmin was the sole reason why Ryeowook had taken to cooking three ‘dinners’ a day instead of breakfast, lunch and dinner. Also, Sungmin often forced the younger to bake cakes and muffins and whatnot for him that he refused to share with anyone except maybe Kyuhyun.
Then of course, there were the times when he’d wake up in the middle of the night because of one thing or the other…
“Kyuhyun,” Sungmin whispered, nudging Kyuhyun’s ribs. Kyuhyun muttered something in his sleep but didn’t wake up.
“Kyu-baby~” Sungmin whined, poking Kyuhyun another time.
“Wha‘s it, hyung?” Kyuhyun mumbled sleepily as he slowly opened his eyes. The first thing that entered his line of vision was Sungmin’s pout. I’m fucked.
“I want strawberry cake,” Sungmin whispered. “And we don’t have any in the dorms.”
Kyuhyun inwardly groaned. That meant he’d either have to wake Ryeowook up and risk getting slapped to make him bake one, bake one himself and ruin it completely or find an open bakery… Which wasn’t very likely at this hour.
“Okay, just wait here,” he mumbled as he slipped out of bed. He decided to try Ryeowook first.
“Wookie-hyung,” Kyuhyun called out quietly, trying not to disturb Yesung. “Wookie-hyung.”
Luckily, Ryeowook wasn’t such a heavy sleeper, so he wasn’t difficult to wake up. Unfortunately, he was less than pleased to be woken up at half past one am.
“What the fuck do you want, maknae,” he groaned as he hid his head under the pillow.
“Um… Sungmin wants strawberry cake. He said we don’t have any in the dorms.”
“What the fuck! I baked a huge one just yesterday! Did he eat it all by himself?!”
“… Apparently?” came Yesung’s voice from the other side of the room.
“Oh, did we wake you up?” Kyuhyun asked, and Yesung grunted. “Sorry hyung.”
“I’ll make the fucking cake, then,” Ryeowook grumbled as he got out of bed and stomped towards the kitchen once he’d pulled on a pair of sweatpants.
“Thank you so much hyung, I love you,” Kyuhyun said as he followed Ryeowook to the kitchen, giving him a hug. Ryeowook merely muttered something under his breath, but Kyuhyun could see the hint of a smile on his face.
“You go check on Min and I’ll come in with the cake when I’m done, yeah?”
“Sounds good,” Kyuhyun agreed and quickly disappeared back to his and Sungmin’s room - where Sungmin was naked, on his knees, fingering himself.
“Kyuhyun…”
Oh, there was that too… Kyuhyun quickly shut the door behind him and went over to Sungmin.
“Why are you doing this all by yourself, baby?” he said, his voice husky with the lust that was washing over him in waves at the erotic sight. “Let me help…”
Sungmin didn’t say anything as he removed his fingers, just whimpered as Kyuhyun introduced his tongue to his entrance.
“Oh God, Kyuhyun,” he moaned. “Need you baby, need you now.”
But Kyuhyun shook his head, even if Sungmin couldn’t see him.
“Sorry hyung, but all the condoms are on the other floor…”
“I don’t care!”
“Yes you do, you’ll be super-mad at me in the morning,” Kyuhyun pointed out.
“Whatever, just fuck me in one way or another!”
So Kyuhyun fucked Sungmin with his fingers, hard and fast, making sure to hit his prostate dead on each time.
“Unh, Kyu, gonna come,” Sungmin moaned, head thrown back, just as the door opened.
“Oh my GOD!” Ryeowook squealed and nearly dropped the cake, but luckily Yesung managed to steady him in the last second.
“Oh fuck yes,” Sungmin moaned as he came all over the sheets. When he lay down, he lazily turned his head to look at Ryeowook and Yesung, who were frozen in the doorway, with half-lidded eyes.
“Oops. Sorry Wookie,” he muttered, giggling tiredly. In the next second, he sat up straight, staring with wide eyes at the object in Ryeowook’s hands. “Strawberry cake!”
The grin on Sungmin’s face was so ridiculously wide that Kyuhyun was kind of worried it’d split his skin, but he couldn’t help but smile as well.
“It’s not very polite to greet your visitors naked, Sungmin,” Yesung calmly said as he finally stepped into the room, picking up Sungmin’s discarded boxers from the floor on his way. Sungmin gave him a grateful smile as he accepted the piece of clothing and put it on.
“I guess I’ll just… go get some clean sheets,” Kyuhyun sighed and started walking out of the room, but Sungmin caught his wrist.
“Don’t leave, please!” he said, and as you know, Kyuhyun could never deny those puppy eyes of his.
“I’ll go get it,” Yesung offered and, as he exited, shoved Ryeowook into the room. Ryeowook stumbled forwards and managed not to drop the cake before he put in on the bedside table.
“And a spoon,” he muttered as he gave it to Sungmin. Sungmin’s face was practically glowing with glee as he accepted the spoon from Ryeowook and reached for the cake, putting it in his lap.
The room became silent except for the sounds of Sungmin eating, until Yesung came back and not-so-carefully shoved Sungmin off the bed.
“Hey!” Sungmin protested, pouting as he got cake all over his face. Kyuhyun laughed and leaned forward to kiss him, licking the cake away. Sungmin mewled, but didn’t try to pull back.
“I’m going back to bed,” Ryeowook muttered before he turned to the door.
“Wait!” Sungmin said, and Ryeowook froze. Sungmin got up to give him a tight hug. “Thank you, I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
Ryeowook smiled, but then he freed himself from Sungmin’s grasp so he could go back to bed. Yesung quietly re-made Kyuhyun and Sungmin’s bed (being careful to touch the dirty sheets as little as possible) and then followed Ryeowook without another word. Kyuhyun and Sungmin stared wordlessly after them.
“Well,” Sungmin finally broke the silence, “they did say they’d help us with everything.”
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Before they knew it, Sungmin’s stomach had grown so big that it was kind of awkward to hug him. The doctor had forbidden him to do much dancing, so if they had a live Sungmin would have his own place by the side. He could attend TV shows and the like, as long as he didn’t move around too much.
Now that his stomach had gotten bigger, there were also more things that he complained about; being fat, pain in his back, not being able to sleep on his stomach…The other members grew sick and tired of it rather quickly, but Kyuhyun took it with an ‘aw, baby’ and did everything he could to ease Sungmin’s life.
One of the most noticeable moments was when Sungmin broke down because he no longer fit in a shirt he’d worn for a performance six months prior.
“Why am I so fat?” he wailed and, when they tried to hug him, swatted the others away. “Don’t touch me, I’m too fat.”
To their surprise, Kyuhyun got angry.
“Are you a total idiot?” he asked Sungmin, annoyance evident in his voice. “You’re pregnant, of course you’re fat! This doesn’t mean we’ll love you any less. Seriously, I don’t get your way of thinking sometimes!”
This, predictably, only made Sungmin cry harder, but he nonetheless reached for Kyuhyun so the younger could pull him into an awkward hug.
“I’m s-sorry,” Sungmin sobbed against his chest. Kyuhyun chuckled and stroked his hair.
“Stupid,” he muttered, placing a kiss on the top of Sungmin’s head.
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Before they knew it, nine months had passed and Sungmin’s stomach was huge. He and Kyuhyun refused to appear on any kind of show anymore, just in case. Sungmin was rather whiny, sometimes yelling at the baby to ‘just come out already, I’m sick of carrying you’. This would cause the other members to laugh, but they quickly shut up when Sungmin glared at them.
The day when the baby decided to come out was, luckily, one when only Leeteuk had a schedule. Ryeowook was cooking breakfast and Sungmin was standing behind him, happily stealing whatever he could and putting it into his mouth. Kyuhyun was sitting at the table, reading the newspaper.
Suddenly Sungmin gasped and doubled over (as much as he could, considering the size of his stomach). Ryeowook froze, Kyuhyun looked up from his paper and Eunhyuk slowly turned around from where he’d been taking out strawberry milk from the fridge.
“Oh my God, Kyuhyun,” Sungmin whimpered. “It hurts.”
Ryeowook reacted first. He put down the cooking utensils in his hand and quickly took his apron off.
“Kyuhyun, you go fetch the bag you packed,” he commanded the younger who, somewhat dazedly, did as he was told. “Eunhyuk, you go fetch Siwon - he’ll drive. Sungmin-hyung, I’ll help you to the car, okay?”
When Kyuhyun came back with the bag he and Sungmin had packed not so long ago, he didn’t look very dazed, nor very calm - he was rather pale in the face and frankly looked rather panicked. He kept mumbling ‘oh my God, oh my God’ under his breath as he followed Sungmin and Ryeowook to the car.
Siwon and Ryeowook seemed to be the only ones even remotely calm on their way to the hospital; Sungmin was crying, clenching his fist and trashing his head with the pain, Kyuhyun was frantic and kept wondering what to do at the same time as he tried to calm Sungmin and Eunhyuk… Eunhyuk was quiet and still except for the bouncing of his leg and the biting on his lip.
When they arrived at the hospital, Sungmin was pulled away from them by a flurry of rushed nurses and doctors, but Kyuhyun refused to leave.
“I’ll stay,” he kept saying, and when the kept denying him, he shouted at them; “I’m his fucking boyfriend, I’m the father of our child and I’ll fucking stay!”
The nurse who’d told him he would have to leave went very still. Then she gave one quick nod and turned back to Sungmin again.
“Kyu,” the older whimpered and reached his hand out for his boyfriend.
“I’m here baby, don’t worry,” Kyuhyun reassured him as he grabbed the hand, squeezing it tightly.
~~
Leeteuk was in the middle of a radio session when he received the text.
From: Hae the Fish
To: Leader-hyung
Hyung Min and Wookie and Siwon and Kyu are at the hospital Min’s giving birth!
He quickly apologized for having to interrupt the session, but said that something very important suddenly came up and he really had to go.
“Is Lee Sungmin finally having his baby?” one of the others said. Leeteuk laughed, but it was a little strained.
“Yeah, I have to go!”
~~
It took surprisingly long before Kyuhyun was shoved out from the room where Sungmin was in labor, reduced to pacing back and forth in the waiting room, biting his finger nails and staring at the closed door with wide eyes each time Sungmin let out a particularly pained scream.
Leeteuk arrived about half an hour before that, looking rather stressed and with a paper bag in his hand.
“Oh my God, Kyuhyun!” he exclaimed before he promptly enveloped his maknae in a bone-crushing hug. “I’m so happy for you! By the way, this is for you and Min and the baby.”
He held the paper bag towards Kyuhyun, who took it, a reluctant smile spreading on his lips as he looked into it.
“Thanks, hyung.”
He set the bag aside and resumed his pacing, but not for very long as a doctor suddenly opened the door.
“Cho Kyuhyun?” he called out and Kyuhyun, currently with his back to the door, spun on his heels so quickly Eunhyuk was amazed he didn’t fall flat on his ass. The doctor smiled. “You may come in now.”
Kyuhyun slowly went towards the door, a little hesitantly. Everything was so silent, was it supposed to be like this?
The sight that met him made him lose his breath. Sungmin was lying on the bed, looking very pale and exhausted, yet happy as he was smiling down at something in his arms. When he noticed Kyuhyun’s presence, he looked up to smile at his boyfriend instead.
“She’s beautiful,” he whispered, and Kyuhyun decided to come closer instead of commenting on the tears in Sungmin’s eyes.
“Not really,” he said, though he was smiling. “But she will be.”
Sungmin laughed tiredly and moved his gaze to the newborn baby girl in his arms again.
“Yeah,” he agreed. “She’ll be the prettiest girl in the world.”
Author: mystery
Rating: R
Genre: mpreg, romance, kinda crack
Disclaimer: If I owned them, there’s no way in hell I’d write this half-assed shit about them. I’d film them 24/7.
Warning(s): Does mpreg qualify as a warning?
Summary: Kyuhyun got Sungmin pregnant. Don't even ask.
Author’s Note: Saw this and just had to write some KyuMin-mpreg. My first, actually, so it's probably sucky, but never mind. Not beta-ed either XD
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”Hey, guys! Guys!”
The living room, where all Super Junior members were gathered, quieted down somewhat as Leeteuk rushed into the room, looking half like he’d seen a ghost, half ecstatic.
“Sungmin’s pregnant!”
Everyone froze in position before they slowly turned their heads towards Leeteuk to stare at him as though he’d suddenly grown another pair of eyes. Then Eunhyuk laughed.
“Very funny, hyung,” he said, but even though a few of the other members were now laughing as well, Leeteuk was still dead serious.
“No, I’m being serious! You know how he’s been feeling ill for a while?” he asked, and several of the people in the room nodded. “Well, Kyuhyun took him to the doctor because he just wouldn’t get better and, well… he’s pregnant.”
The laughter stopped as Kyuhyun himself came into the room.
“It’s true,” he said as he walked through the living room towards the kitchen. Everything fell silent.
“And I think you all know who the father is,” the maknae smirked as he came back with a carton of strawberry milk in his hand. Then he nonchalantly disappeared into his and Sungmin’s shared room, where Sungmin was still freaking out over the doctor’s words.
“Thanks, baby,” he muttered as he snatched the strawberry milk out of Kyuhyun’s hand and drank half of it in one go. Kyuhyun raised an eyebrow, but decided not to say anything and instead opted to sit down next to the older man.
“Kyuhyun, what do I do?” Sungmin asked for the nth time as he leaned his head against Kyuhyun’s shoulder once the strawberry milk carton was empty. Kyuhyun sighed.
“I don’t know, Minnie,” he repeated for the nth time, but then a question popped into his head. “Do you want to keep the baby?”
“What?” Sungmin sat up straight and spun to face Kyuhyun so quickly the younger got dizzy. “What kind of question is that? Of course I do!”
Kyuhyun chose not to try to move backwards as he realized there was a solid wall behind him and he’d most likely just hurt his head. Instead he smiled at Sungmin.
“Okay, calm down, I was just wondering. I mean, considering our careers and age and…” Sungmin interrupted him with a soft laugh.
“Relax, I’m not mad at you.”
Kyuhyun heaved a little sigh before they fell into a comfortable silence, Sungmin with his face in Kyuhyun’s neck. The silence was shattered as Donghae and Eunhyuk barged into the room, looking somewhat crazy.
“Sungmin, you’re a man!” Eunhyuk shouted through his panting and Donghae nodded. “You just can’t be pregnant!”
Sungmin and Kyuhyun stared up at the two breathless men from their position on the bed.
“Well, he is,” Kyuhyun said once he got over his shock. “The doctor was just as shocked as any of you… and me… And Min,” he added when his boyfriend elbowed him in the ribs. Ryeowook and Yesung had entered the room as well by now and it was starting to get kind of crowded.
“Are you sure you’ll be able to take care of hi-them?” Ryeowook asked, his brows slightly furrowed in confusion. Kyuhyun rolled his eyes.
“Not to totally ruin your self-esteem, Wookie, but who always managed to calm Min when no one else could?” he said, smirking as Ryeowook’s lips formed a perfect little ‘o’. “Who always knew what he wanted, even without asking.”
“Not always,” Sungmin muttered under his breath and Kyuhyun’s smirk turned to a smile as he turned his head to look at Sungmin.
“No, but for the most part. Like, today, I knew you wanted strawberry milk, but you didn’t say anything.”
“… Point taken.”
By now, all members who would fit in Kyuhyun and Sungmin’s room had entered; Eunhyuk, Donghae, Ryeowook, Yesung, Leeteuk, Siwon and Heechul.
“But don’t worry Kyuhyun, when his night-cravings kick in we’ll all be here to help you,” Leeteuk reassured and Heechul let out a snort.
“You say that now, yes. Probably you’ll yell at him that you’re not supposed to do everything when Sungmin wants chocolate in the middle of the night and make Kyuhyun go anyway.”
“Hey!” Sungmin interrupted. “We’re actually here!”
Everyone in the room immediately turned to look at the couple, one of Heechul’s eyebrows slightly raised, Ryewook’s once again somewhat furrowed.
“Well, we’ll help you with whatever you might need help with.”
“Yes, thank you, now shoo,” Kyuhyun said and directed everyone out of the room. Then he turned to Sungmin, smirk firmly on his lips and his eyes dark.
“Now, they say pregnancy can make you hornier…”
Sungmin smirked back as he understood what Kyuhyun wanted.
“Indeed it does,” he agreed, while he still had the chance to say anything at all.
~~
It took a week of discussing with management and a whole lot of other people to figure how to release this to the public - because they couldn’t go on forever hiding Sungmin’s pregnancy. Sooner or later, someone would notice one way or the other. Finally, they decided to wait another month before they said anything and they would carry on as usual, but Sungmin would visit the doctor regularly and everyone would keep an eye on him.
As time passed, Sungmin’s stomach started growing. A news article was released, with an interview with Kyuhyun and Sungmin (who had to go public as well, due to Sungmin’s pregnancy) and several doctors. There were, as expected, heaps of negative response, but also a surprisingly lot of positive ones.
Sungmin cried when they received either, the hormones making him more sensitive than usual. Kyuhyun teased him for it, but comforted him nonetheless, especially when Sungmin started hitting him.
“Ow! I swear you’ve gotten stronger,” Kyuhyun said and everyone laughed. “It actually hurts when you hit me.”
“Don’t tease me then,” Sungmin retorted as he stuck his tongue out.
There was one thing everyone learned by Sungmin’s reaction to people’s responses; to be careful with what you told him. Band members, make-up artists and producers alike started tiptoeing around him and tried to only keep normal conversations with him.
Of course, Sungmin noticed and had a fit about that instead.
“Stop avoiding me!” Sungmin yelled at the makeup-noona when she wouldn’t talk to him. “Don’t you like me?!”
Then came the tears and Kyuhyun was by his side in a split second.
“Hush baby, it’s okay,” he soothed as he pulled Sungmin into a hug. “No one dislikes you. They’re just a bit scared.”
“Of what?” Sungmin sobbed against his shoulder. Kyuhyun sighed.
“You.”
“What?!”
“Yes. I’m sorry, but you’ve been kind of… Unstable lately. You lash out for the smallest things of start crying… I know it’s not your fault, sweetheart.”
“Of course it’s not my fault!” Sungmin wailed, once again hitting Kyuhyun’s chest with his fists. “It’s your fault, you stupid idiot!”
Seeing where this was going, Kyuhyun quickly shut him up with a kiss; he’d rather not discuss his sex life in front of all the Super Junior members, their manager and the makeup-noonas. Then he proceeded to kiss the tears off his cheeks (he did his best to ignore the taste of concealer, really) and dry his nose.
“I’m sorry babe, I really am,” he mumbled and, just like that, Sungmin was smiling again.
Another effect the hormones had on Sungmin was that he became hornier than ever. It was okay at first, but then the members (not to mention their manager) started complaining when Sungmin kept pulling Kyuhyun off to some random location backstage to suck him off, or when they came late to practice because Sungmin wanted ‘just a quickie’ in the morning that became three and four rounds. Not to mention the facts that Sungmin was louder than before and they used up half of all the condoms in the dorm (which was a lot) in just a week.
The third noticeable effect was that he ate a lot more than he’d ever eaten. It wasn’t uncommon that a member would walk into the kitchen and find Shindong and Sungmin in the middle of an eating competition, competitions that Sungmin won more often than not. Sungmin was the sole reason why Ryeowook had taken to cooking three ‘dinners’ a day instead of breakfast, lunch and dinner. Also, Sungmin often forced the younger to bake cakes and muffins and whatnot for him that he refused to share with anyone except maybe Kyuhyun.
Then of course, there were the times when he’d wake up in the middle of the night because of one thing or the other…
“Kyuhyun,” Sungmin whispered, nudging Kyuhyun’s ribs. Kyuhyun muttered something in his sleep but didn’t wake up.
“Kyu-baby~” Sungmin whined, poking Kyuhyun another time.
“Wha‘s it, hyung?” Kyuhyun mumbled sleepily as he slowly opened his eyes. The first thing that entered his line of vision was Sungmin’s pout. I’m fucked.
“I want strawberry cake,” Sungmin whispered. “And we don’t have any in the dorms.”
Kyuhyun inwardly groaned. That meant he’d either have to wake Ryeowook up and risk getting slapped to make him bake one, bake one himself and ruin it completely or find an open bakery… Which wasn’t very likely at this hour.
“Okay, just wait here,” he mumbled as he slipped out of bed. He decided to try Ryeowook first.
“Wookie-hyung,” Kyuhyun called out quietly, trying not to disturb Yesung. “Wookie-hyung.”
Luckily, Ryeowook wasn’t such a heavy sleeper, so he wasn’t difficult to wake up. Unfortunately, he was less than pleased to be woken up at half past one am.
“What the fuck do you want, maknae,” he groaned as he hid his head under the pillow.
“Um… Sungmin wants strawberry cake. He said we don’t have any in the dorms.”
“What the fuck! I baked a huge one just yesterday! Did he eat it all by himself?!”
“… Apparently?” came Yesung’s voice from the other side of the room.
“Oh, did we wake you up?” Kyuhyun asked, and Yesung grunted. “Sorry hyung.”
“I’ll make the fucking cake, then,” Ryeowook grumbled as he got out of bed and stomped towards the kitchen once he’d pulled on a pair of sweatpants.
“Thank you so much hyung, I love you,” Kyuhyun said as he followed Ryeowook to the kitchen, giving him a hug. Ryeowook merely muttered something under his breath, but Kyuhyun could see the hint of a smile on his face.
“You go check on Min and I’ll come in with the cake when I’m done, yeah?”
“Sounds good,” Kyuhyun agreed and quickly disappeared back to his and Sungmin’s room - where Sungmin was naked, on his knees, fingering himself.
“Kyuhyun…”
Oh, there was that too… Kyuhyun quickly shut the door behind him and went over to Sungmin.
“Why are you doing this all by yourself, baby?” he said, his voice husky with the lust that was washing over him in waves at the erotic sight. “Let me help…”
Sungmin didn’t say anything as he removed his fingers, just whimpered as Kyuhyun introduced his tongue to his entrance.
“Oh God, Kyuhyun,” he moaned. “Need you baby, need you now.”
But Kyuhyun shook his head, even if Sungmin couldn’t see him.
“Sorry hyung, but all the condoms are on the other floor…”
“I don’t care!”
“Yes you do, you’ll be super-mad at me in the morning,” Kyuhyun pointed out.
“Whatever, just fuck me in one way or another!”
So Kyuhyun fucked Sungmin with his fingers, hard and fast, making sure to hit his prostate dead on each time.
“Unh, Kyu, gonna come,” Sungmin moaned, head thrown back, just as the door opened.
“Oh my GOD!” Ryeowook squealed and nearly dropped the cake, but luckily Yesung managed to steady him in the last second.
“Oh fuck yes,” Sungmin moaned as he came all over the sheets. When he lay down, he lazily turned his head to look at Ryeowook and Yesung, who were frozen in the doorway, with half-lidded eyes.
“Oops. Sorry Wookie,” he muttered, giggling tiredly. In the next second, he sat up straight, staring with wide eyes at the object in Ryeowook’s hands. “Strawberry cake!”
The grin on Sungmin’s face was so ridiculously wide that Kyuhyun was kind of worried it’d split his skin, but he couldn’t help but smile as well.
“It’s not very polite to greet your visitors naked, Sungmin,” Yesung calmly said as he finally stepped into the room, picking up Sungmin’s discarded boxers from the floor on his way. Sungmin gave him a grateful smile as he accepted the piece of clothing and put it on.
“I guess I’ll just… go get some clean sheets,” Kyuhyun sighed and started walking out of the room, but Sungmin caught his wrist.
“Don’t leave, please!” he said, and as you know, Kyuhyun could never deny those puppy eyes of his.
“I’ll go get it,” Yesung offered and, as he exited, shoved Ryeowook into the room. Ryeowook stumbled forwards and managed not to drop the cake before he put in on the bedside table.
“And a spoon,” he muttered as he gave it to Sungmin. Sungmin’s face was practically glowing with glee as he accepted the spoon from Ryeowook and reached for the cake, putting it in his lap.
The room became silent except for the sounds of Sungmin eating, until Yesung came back and not-so-carefully shoved Sungmin off the bed.
“Hey!” Sungmin protested, pouting as he got cake all over his face. Kyuhyun laughed and leaned forward to kiss him, licking the cake away. Sungmin mewled, but didn’t try to pull back.
“I’m going back to bed,” Ryeowook muttered before he turned to the door.
“Wait!” Sungmin said, and Ryeowook froze. Sungmin got up to give him a tight hug. “Thank you, I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
Ryeowook smiled, but then he freed himself from Sungmin’s grasp so he could go back to bed. Yesung quietly re-made Kyuhyun and Sungmin’s bed (being careful to touch the dirty sheets as little as possible) and then followed Ryeowook without another word. Kyuhyun and Sungmin stared wordlessly after them.
“Well,” Sungmin finally broke the silence, “they did say they’d help us with everything.”
~~
Before they knew it, Sungmin’s stomach had grown so big that it was kind of awkward to hug him. The doctor had forbidden him to do much dancing, so if they had a live Sungmin would have his own place by the side. He could attend TV shows and the like, as long as he didn’t move around too much.
Now that his stomach had gotten bigger, there were also more things that he complained about; being fat, pain in his back, not being able to sleep on his stomach…The other members grew sick and tired of it rather quickly, but Kyuhyun took it with an ‘aw, baby’ and did everything he could to ease Sungmin’s life.
One of the most noticeable moments was when Sungmin broke down because he no longer fit in a shirt he’d worn for a performance six months prior.
“Why am I so fat?” he wailed and, when they tried to hug him, swatted the others away. “Don’t touch me, I’m too fat.”
To their surprise, Kyuhyun got angry.
“Are you a total idiot?” he asked Sungmin, annoyance evident in his voice. “You’re pregnant, of course you’re fat! This doesn’t mean we’ll love you any less. Seriously, I don’t get your way of thinking sometimes!”
This, predictably, only made Sungmin cry harder, but he nonetheless reached for Kyuhyun so the younger could pull him into an awkward hug.
“I’m s-sorry,” Sungmin sobbed against his chest. Kyuhyun chuckled and stroked his hair.
“Stupid,” he muttered, placing a kiss on the top of Sungmin’s head.
~~
Before they knew it, nine months had passed and Sungmin’s stomach was huge. He and Kyuhyun refused to appear on any kind of show anymore, just in case. Sungmin was rather whiny, sometimes yelling at the baby to ‘just come out already, I’m sick of carrying you’. This would cause the other members to laugh, but they quickly shut up when Sungmin glared at them.
The day when the baby decided to come out was, luckily, one when only Leeteuk had a schedule. Ryeowook was cooking breakfast and Sungmin was standing behind him, happily stealing whatever he could and putting it into his mouth. Kyuhyun was sitting at the table, reading the newspaper.
Suddenly Sungmin gasped and doubled over (as much as he could, considering the size of his stomach). Ryeowook froze, Kyuhyun looked up from his paper and Eunhyuk slowly turned around from where he’d been taking out strawberry milk from the fridge.
“Oh my God, Kyuhyun,” Sungmin whimpered. “It hurts.”
Ryeowook reacted first. He put down the cooking utensils in his hand and quickly took his apron off.
“Kyuhyun, you go fetch the bag you packed,” he commanded the younger who, somewhat dazedly, did as he was told. “Eunhyuk, you go fetch Siwon - he’ll drive. Sungmin-hyung, I’ll help you to the car, okay?”
When Kyuhyun came back with the bag he and Sungmin had packed not so long ago, he didn’t look very dazed, nor very calm - he was rather pale in the face and frankly looked rather panicked. He kept mumbling ‘oh my God, oh my God’ under his breath as he followed Sungmin and Ryeowook to the car.
Siwon and Ryeowook seemed to be the only ones even remotely calm on their way to the hospital; Sungmin was crying, clenching his fist and trashing his head with the pain, Kyuhyun was frantic and kept wondering what to do at the same time as he tried to calm Sungmin and Eunhyuk… Eunhyuk was quiet and still except for the bouncing of his leg and the biting on his lip.
When they arrived at the hospital, Sungmin was pulled away from them by a flurry of rushed nurses and doctors, but Kyuhyun refused to leave.
“I’ll stay,” he kept saying, and when the kept denying him, he shouted at them; “I’m his fucking boyfriend, I’m the father of our child and I’ll fucking stay!”
The nurse who’d told him he would have to leave went very still. Then she gave one quick nod and turned back to Sungmin again.
“Kyu,” the older whimpered and reached his hand out for his boyfriend.
“I’m here baby, don’t worry,” Kyuhyun reassured him as he grabbed the hand, squeezing it tightly.
~~
Leeteuk was in the middle of a radio session when he received the text.
From: Hae the Fish
To: Leader-hyung
Hyung Min and Wookie and Siwon and Kyu are at the hospital Min’s giving birth!
He quickly apologized for having to interrupt the session, but said that something very important suddenly came up and he really had to go.
“Is Lee Sungmin finally having his baby?” one of the others said. Leeteuk laughed, but it was a little strained.
“Yeah, I have to go!”
~~
It took surprisingly long before Kyuhyun was shoved out from the room where Sungmin was in labor, reduced to pacing back and forth in the waiting room, biting his finger nails and staring at the closed door with wide eyes each time Sungmin let out a particularly pained scream.
Leeteuk arrived about half an hour before that, looking rather stressed and with a paper bag in his hand.
“Oh my God, Kyuhyun!” he exclaimed before he promptly enveloped his maknae in a bone-crushing hug. “I’m so happy for you! By the way, this is for you and Min and the baby.”
He held the paper bag towards Kyuhyun, who took it, a reluctant smile spreading on his lips as he looked into it.
“Thanks, hyung.”
He set the bag aside and resumed his pacing, but not for very long as a doctor suddenly opened the door.
“Cho Kyuhyun?” he called out and Kyuhyun, currently with his back to the door, spun on his heels so quickly Eunhyuk was amazed he didn’t fall flat on his ass. The doctor smiled. “You may come in now.”
Kyuhyun slowly went towards the door, a little hesitantly. Everything was so silent, was it supposed to be like this?
The sight that met him made him lose his breath. Sungmin was lying on the bed, looking very pale and exhausted, yet happy as he was smiling down at something in his arms. When he noticed Kyuhyun’s presence, he looked up to smile at his boyfriend instead.
“She’s beautiful,” he whispered, and Kyuhyun decided to come closer instead of commenting on the tears in Sungmin’s eyes.
“Not really,” he said, though he was smiling. “But she will be.”
Sungmin laughed tiredly and moved his gaze to the newborn baby girl in his arms again.
“Yeah,” he agreed. “She’ll be the prettiest girl in the world.”