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You and Yoongi had been living together for almost a year, after three years of dating you couldn’t have been happier to live with anyone else. The only thing that bothered him slightly was just how messy you could be, clothes on the floor, towels unfolded, dishes unwashed. He just didn’t understand how it would just fall out your head that you needed to wash a frying pan after you’d used it. How could a person be so forgetful? That was the question he asked as he opened the door into your apartment. There you were, asleep on the sofa, coffee table littered with plates as Netflix continued to play without you. Rolling his eyes and placing his bag down by the door, he headed to the bathroom. It was just part of your charm, to be forgetful of the things you used, you did always tidy up eventually. As Yoongi reached the bathroom he was glad to see it was tidy, looking round he could tell you’d finally thrown away the empty bottles of shampoo. You’d been meaning to do that for a while and as he stepped into the shower, Yoongi was glad to not have to dodge them.
Revealing in the feeling of warm water hitting his icy skin, Yoongi felt a wave of tension leave his body. Work had been stressful, he’d hardly left the studio for the last two weeks and was glad to finally be home, finally seeing you again. As his mind wandered to you, asleep on the sofa in the other room, the relief he was feeling left him and a sense of panic crept in. Something had been going on the past few weeks. He wasn’t sure what it was and he could never stay long enough to find out, but you’d been acting weirder than usual…and that’s saying something. Stepping out the shower Yoongi grabbed a towel and haphazardly scrubbed it against his wet hair, looking into the fogged up mirror at his distorted reflection. That’s when he saw it. The pink little stick wedged behind the tap. Curious hands drew him closer to it, towel still drying his hair as he freed the stick from its not so hidden hiding space. It didn’t occur to him what it was until he flipped it over, the big plus sign puzzling him for a second as he wondered what kind of weird toothbrush this was. But he got there in the end, eyes wide and towel falling on the floor as everything clicked into place.
You were pregnant.
It was like he was stuck in slow motion, unable to move as he just stood there. But he wasn’t scared. As Yoongi stood there, pink test in hand, water still dripping from him to the floor, a wave of understanding soaked through him. You were asleep because you were exhausted from carrying his child, you had only cleaned the bathroom because you’d done that before taking the test and you were on the sofa waiting to tell him that he’s going to be a father but he’d ruined the surprise. From slow motion to fast forward. Yoongi sprung into action, quickly drying himself and throwing on some joggers, he made his way to you as quickly as he could.
Still sound asleep, wrapped up in blankets, you were too cute to wake up, but Yoongi knew he had to. Sitting on the floor in front of the sofa he brushed the hair out of your face.
“Y/N…” he said gently “Y/N you need to wake up…” he repeated as your brow furrowed and your foggy eyes started to open.
“Yoongi?…” you questioned in a sleepy voice, head still full of sand from dreaming.
“We can go to bed in a minute, I just need to thank you first.” His words only made you frown in confusion more.
“What did I do?” You asked as you searched your mind for any reason you’d need thanking. Yoongi just sat there smiling at you as your eyes slowly adjusted to being awake, seeing him clearly you gasped slightly, remembering that important thing you needed to tell him. But the thing was, you really didn’t want to.
You started to sit up, still confused about what Yoongi was talking about and now worried about telling him you were pregnant.
“Why am I being thanked Yoongi?” you asked the smiling man as he placed his head on your lap, still sitting on the floor.
“For the surprise you left me in the bathroom.” His smile cracked even bigger as another wave of confusion hit you.
The bathroom?…What had you left in the bathroom?" You’d cleaned up in there and everything, you were going to do the whole apartment when you…oh! You groaned.
“I left the test in the sink didn’t I?” you signed, head tilted back as you couldn’t believe your forgetfulness.
“No, you left it jammed behind the tap, that’s much weirder.” He giggled “I wonder if our baby will be as weird as you…” he smiled as he moved to sit next to you.
“You…you want me to keep it?” You asked, surprised he hadn’t ran out the house the moment he found the test. He pulled you closer to him and squeezed you into a tight hug.
“We’re going to be a family Y/N…as long as you want to be too” he spoke softly into your ear. Tears ran down your face.
“I love you Yoongi.”
“I love you too Y/N.”