Love and Fate 10
Title:Love and Fate
Author:, saerashi and seiren_girl
Pairings: Yunho x Jaejoong, Yoosu and Min and Minho
Genre: angst, romance, Mpreg, AU
Length:10/?
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys but I own the words and seiren_girl owns the plot
Rating; PG
Summary: They were ready to give up on love, but fate had other things planned and it turned out that love wasnt ready to give up on them
A/N: lets just say anything happens in our world.... hehehe
As he lay on the bed, he couldn’t stop thinking about his relationship with Yunho. They had started off slow, spending their time with Sung Woong and spend some quality time together. Jae Joong had never felt more content seeing his little boy smile and be happy.
Despite the thunder that was rolling outside and the rain pelting against his window, Jae Joong couldn’t stop thinking of the wonderful memories that he was creating with Yunho and his son. The thunder clapped and lightning flashed brightly outside, making Jae Joong jump. At times like this, he expects his little boy to come running into his room. Jae Joong mentally counted the seconds for the small boy to come into the room. But three minutes and another thunder clap passed but still, no Sung Woong.
‘Weird’ Jae Joong thought as he got up from his bed and slipped on his slippers. He slowly put on his robe and left his room, silently making his way towards his son’s room. Jae Joong opened the door carefully and peeped inside. There was no sign of Sung Woong, his bed empty and blanket strewn across the floor, as if the little boy had escaped from the room in a hurry.
Jae Joong smirked. “Typical,” Jae Joong mumbled. “But then, where could he have gone?” that sent Jae Joong into a frenzy and he rushed to Yunho’s room out of instinct, wanting to wake the other man and tell him that he couldn’t find his son. When he opened the door, he found himself stunned by the endearing sight in front of him.
Yunho and Sung Woong were both on the bed, with Sung Woong tucked protectively inside Yunho’s arms and his small hands resting against Yunho’s chest and neck, his small chest rising and falling in what seemed to be a deep sleep and Yunho gently stroking the little boy’s hair even though he was half asleep himself.
When he heard his door being opened, Yunho thought he was hallucinating since he was already half asleep, but his curiosity got the better of him and so he turned to look. There he saw Jae Joong, standing in his doorway. Yunho smiled despite himself and pulled his blanket off his body, offering to Jae Joong to get into the bed with him. Jae Joong blushed at the meaning but he couldn’t help himself and he slowly trudged and got into Yunho’s bed, letting their son be in between them. The couple looked at each other for a moment, before smiles crept into their faces.
Yunho was very aware that he had just invited Jae Joong into his bed and he was overly aware of the latter’s hand around his where he had wrapped Sung Woong. Yunho smiled even brighter and clutched Jae Joong’s hand tighter. This was what he wanted, his family complete.
“Jae Joong ah,” Yunho whispered.
“Hmm?”
“Tomorrow night, sleep here.” Yunho said quickly. When he saw Jae Joong frown, Yunho cleared his throat and looked above Jae Joong’s head. “I said, sleep here. Tomorrow night. I want you to sleep here with me.”
Jae Joong chuckled and nodded. Yunho looked so cute right then that he wished he had a camera to take a picture. Jae Joong snuggled further into the blanket and closed his eyes. Yunho smiled despite himself and mimicked Jae Joong’s action. Soon all the three of them fell into a deep sleep; the storm raging outside was like a lullaby to the happy family in the house.
*
Yunho went to the office with a smile on his face and a bounce in his step. His unusual behavior made his secretary and Yoo Chun feel awkward. Yoo Chun being Yoo Chun couldn’t help but feed his curiosity and he trailed Yunho the moment the man stopped by his secretary’s table.
“Good morning, Miss Yang.” Yunho said too cheerfully.
“It’s raining, Boss.” Yunho’s secretary said, cautious of her boss’s behavior.
“Oh, it is.” Yunho said as he looked at the window behind Miss Yang. “Anyway, what’s my schedule like for today?”
Yoo Chun quickly found this Yunho very amusing and he went over to the man. “You have a meeting with Mr. Shin this morning at ten and you have to sign a couple of documents regarding the oil company.” Miss Yang handed him the documents.
“I don’t have anything around lunch time do I?” Yunho asked, as he looked over the documents and made some mental notes. “If I do, cancel it. I have something to do.”
Miss Yang looked at the paper on her table and crossed something out. “Nope. You don’t have anything during lunch time.”
“Good.” Yunho looked up and smiled at the young woman and left for his office, Yoo Chun trailing behind him.
“Hyung, what’s up with your behavior today?” Yoo Chun rested his palms on Yunho’s table as the older man put his briefcase down and proceeded to switch on his computer and sit in his chair. Yunho merely smiled at Yoo Chun.
“Did you do something naughty with Jae Joong Hyung last night? Is that it? That must be it.” Yoo Chun said. “If not you wouldn’t be acting this weird.”
Yunho just blushed and loosened his tie.” What are you talking about Park Yoo Chun! I didn’t do anything naughty. Is that all you can think about you perverted man.” Yunho exclaimed but he couldn’t stop the small laugh that had threatened to escape.
Yoo Chun found this very unsettling. “Then what the heck did you do? Did you ask him to go on a date or something?” Seeing that Yunho was still in his own world, Yoo Chun slammed his hands on the mahogany table, causing Yunho to jump and look at him like as if he was caught doing something wrong. “Hyung,” Yoo Chun leaned forward and looked at Yunho in the eye. “You need to tell this dongsaeng of yours what you have done. I really care about you and because of that I don’t want you to laugh like a crazy maniac all by yourself, you have to tell me before Miss Yang calls the mental hospital. Let me help you Hyung.” Yoo Chun said dramatically and Yunho could only gape at his friend like a gold fish.
“Get away from me Park Yoo Chun!” Yunho pushed Yoo Chun away from his face and collected himself. “Sheesh, mama drama much … I’m not crazy… I just… I just um, asked Joongie to sleep in my bedroom, that’s all.” Yunho said sheepishly.
“Ah, you asked him to sleep in your bedroom.” Yoo Chun let out a relieved sigh. “WAIT! By asking him to sleep in your bedroom, do you mean just sleep and snore or you know, lie down, climb, thrust and pant?”
“YOO CHUN!” Yunho bellowed. “I swear you’ll be the death of me. Sleep as in sleep and snore! You’re such a pervert! I’ve just gone public with Jae Joong for three weeks and you’re already assuming that I’m having sex with him.”
“Well, who knows… it’s just quite surprising that you can hold on for thins long without pouncing on him. Or vice versa.”
“I’m not like you, walking sex maniac. We’re still very delicate and I don’t want to jeopardize our relationship. I want to give him time and space.”
Yoo Chun sighed and looked at Yunho who had started to space out again. He knew that Yunho won’t be getting anything done soon and so he left the room. Yoo Chun sat heavily on his chair and thought about the queer Yunho next door. His heart was happy that things were going on smoothly, but there was still the issue of Sung Woong’s real father. And that could potentially ruin their relationship.
Maybe they were still in the teething stages, Yoo Chun thought to himself. But sooner or later the truth will come out and the later, the more damage it might make. He needed Jae Joong to come clean.
*
Two weeks later, Minho woke up to find his boyfriend missing from his bed. He was still half awake and his hands ran over Chang Min’s side just to find it empty. Minho groaned and looked at the clock on his table beside his bed. The digital clock was flashing the numbers 5:15 am in a bright red. Minho groaned again and slumped back against his pillow, thinking that he still had over an hour more to sleep.
Minho thought Chang Min had just gone to the toilet and would be back soon. Minho must have dozed off because the next moment he woke up it was ten minutes later and still no Chang Min. Minho got worried and he grunted as he got up.
“Jagiya…” Minho called out sleepily as he trudged to the bathroom. “Chang Min…”
The said boy was slumped over the toilet, busy dry heaving into the bowl. Minho was instantly awake and rubbed circles on his boyfriend’s back. When Chang Min was done, Minho helped to wash his face and handed a glass of water which he took gratefully.
“We’ll go to the doctor in the morning, okay. You’ve been like this for three days and you’re not even eating properly. And you don’t get any say in this if not I will call my father to manhandle you into my car and drive you to the hospital. You get it.”
Chang Min could only nod weakly and held onto Minho for dear life as the younger man helped him to their bed. Minho put a wet towel on Chang Min’s hot brow and watched as his boyfriend fall into an exhausted sleep. Since he was already up and sleep had seemed to have run away from him, Minho washed up and got ready for the day.
As he made breakfast, he made sure that it was Chang Min’s favorite and made it look nicer even, hoping that Chang Min would manage to get some food into his stomach. Since Chang Min wasn’t up yet, he made himself busy, picking up the newspaper from the front door and checking up on Chang Min who was still asleep. Feeling lonely himself, he decided to bring some food over next door to his father.
“Ah, Min. Come on in.” Mr. Choi said, opening the door for his youngest son to come in. Minho proceeded to put the food on his father’s table and then joined his father on the couch.
“What’s wrong, Min. you look tired.” Mr. Choi asked behind his papers.
“It’s Chang Min,” Minho said and pinched the bridge of his nose. “He’s been feeling unwell for about a week and recently he can’t eat and he keeps throwing up. I’m taking him to the doctor today.”
“Hmmm… if I hadn’t known better, I would say he was pregnant.”
The casual remark made Minho look up, his eyes bulging with sudden realization. He stiffly got up and left his father’s apartment without a word.
When he entered his apartment again, he straight went into his room and saw that Chang Min was already up and putting on a new shirt. “Sorry, I sent Father some breakfast. I made your favorite.”
Chang Min smiled and kissed Minho on the top of his head before being led out into the dining table. Chang Min’s smile got wider upon seeing his favorite dish on the table but once he got nearer and the smell hit him, Chang Min went running back to the toilet and retched. It sent Minho into a panic fit and he went to see if Chang Min was alright.
The whole scenario went on again and Chang Min managed to sit upright on the bed. Minho bit his lips and slowly he took Chang Min’s hands into his. Chang Min looked up expectantly at Minho and pressed his forehead on Minho’s head.
“Say it. I know you have something to say.” Chang Min whispered.
“Remember the night of In Hwan’s birthday, we got drunk…” Minho started and Chang Min nodded. “Do you remember what happened next?”
Chang Min tried to wrack his brain and his eyes bulged. “We… we had…”
Minho nodded.”Yeah, and I think I topped you that night.”
A/N: I've been a total wreck... all my students are having their exams and I'm the one who is nervous about their results... so i apologise if this chpt sucks... i need to be myself again...