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Jihoon should’ve known.
The signs were so clear.
A gasp escapes his mouth as he looks down at the pregnancy test held in his trembling hand. A plus sign it showed.
Positive He thought as he took a shuddering breath in as a wave of emotions flood over him
“Fuck”
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He probably should’ve thought something was wrong when he felt nauseous out of the blue.
It’s during dance practice when a wave of nausea hits Jihoon. Right as they were halfway through running through the choreography for Maestro; he stopped dancing, throwing a hand over his mouth and clutching his stomach, keeling slightly. Taking notice Hye Lim pauses the music earning a groan from some of the members.
“Oh shush.” She said making her way over to Jihoon
“Are you alright?” She asked, patting his back lightly. The other members (finally taking notice) walk up to the pair surrounding the two.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” He says muffled by the mouth over his hand. “Just give me a sec.” He took a deep breath standing upright again facing the worried eyes of the members. Afterall it was unlike him to feel sick.
“You should sit down if you’re feeling you’re gonna be sick Jihoon-ah.” Seungcheol said, a stern look casting his face
“No. It’s okay. I’m totally fine.” He said
“Are you sure?” Soonyoung asked, gaining a nod in return. It was soon dismissed and the group returned back to practice.
Jihoon felt fine for the rest of practice and thought nothing of the intense sickness he felt earlier.
He should’ve thought more about it.
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He probably should’ve gone to a doctor when he couldn’t stop going to the bathroom and couldn’t stay awake.
Jihoon does as Jihoon has always done. Hide out in his studio working on songs day after day, night after night. He’s been tired before, that’s how it is when the company demands new songs by the minute, so he knows what tired feels like. But he’s never been this tired, it seemed like he couldn’t keep his eyes open anymore. He fell asleep practically everywhere; in his studio, the corner of the practice room and even on the toilet seat one time.
As Jihoon is typing away on his computer he feels his eyes becoming heavy, his neck losing strength to hold his head as it fell forward. As soon as his head went down it snapped straight up. He rubbed his eyes with a groan, annoyance coursing through his body. He just had to get this stupid song done but his body simply wouldn’t let him.
Not only was this burdensome tiredness affecting him but his intense need to go to the bathroom was as well. It felt like he couldn’t sit 30 minutes before he needed to get up and pee once more. As well as this his mysterious nausea kept coming and going. It was all affecting his attitude, he was becoming more annoyed and agitated by the second all because his body was telling him something he couldn’t understand.
He should’ve gone to the doctor.
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He definitely should’ve realised something was up when he found annoyances in everything.
Jihoon wasn’t one to scold harshly or yell at his members during recording. He knows it doesn’t help to make the song better and was useless to do so. He hated it so he never did. So the fact that he couldn’t hold back the yells in his mouth should’ve concerned him.
“Yah, Chan-ah! How many times have I told you to stop singing the lower register! High, I said! It has to be high!” Jihoon yelled as he slammed the red button to talk to those inside the booth. Shock ran through the makane and the few others sitting on the couch behind him as well as Bumzu sitting next to him.
“Y-yes hyung.” Chan trembled out taking a deep breath before signalling he was ready for another try. Halfway through the line Jihoon signaled to the other producer to pause the music.
“It has to be higher. Again.” Jihoon scolded and Chan nodded and started again.
“Wrong. Again.”
“Again.”
“Again!”
It wasn’t until Chan’s seventh try until Jihoon felt satisfied with the singing that came out of his mouth.
“You’re done. Go.” Jihoon said harshly and the makane fumbled the headphones off his head and quickly placed them on the stand. He grabbed his papers and left the studio. The members behind Jihoon caught a glimpse of the light tears that fell down Chan’s face as he made his way out.
“Yah Jihoon. Don’t you think you were too harsh on him?” Wonwoo asked.
“If he’d gotten it from the first time I wouldn’t have to be so harsh, wouldn’t I.” He seethed out turning on his chair to face those on the couch. No effort to reply was made, the atmosphere turning awkward.
“Who’s next?” Bumzu nervously chuckled out sensing the tense atmosphere.
“Seokmin.” Jihoon replied as he turned back on his chair
He should’ve realised something was wrong as it was plain as day. However he blamed it on the fatigue he felt and moved on.
He definitely should’ve realised.
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It should’ve been clear for him something was wrong when he was bent over the toilet bowl throwing up his breakfast.
It wasn’t long before his nausea turned into vomiting. It happened once a day whether it be nausea or vomiting, he always felt sick.
It first happened when he was recording lines for the vocal team.
“You want to be soft while singing-” He stopped nausea hitting him hard. He suddenly felt something rising in the back of his throat. He abruptly stood up, knocking his chair back.
“Are you alright Jihoon-ah?” Joshua asked, coming up from behind, placing a hand on his back.
“Yeah, I’m-” He gagged, putting a hand over his mouth and running out of the studio as he felt it rise further into his throat. He ran as hard as he could to the bathroom, slamming doors open and frantically making it into a stall. When he finally leaned over the toilet he could feel it coming up even more, until he eventually threw up. Hands gripping either side of the toilet, tears stinging his eyes as it continued.
He heard the bathroom door open and a few steps coming toward him. He then felt a hand rubbing his back softly as he continued expelling the contents of his stomach, not until he was only getting rid of the bile in his stomach and finally gagging.
He was done.
He breathed out a shaky breath and spat into the toilet lifting a hand to flush it.
“Are you alright?” He heard Joshua ask next to him. He took a deep breath in, feeling the sour taste of what he got rid off. He was tired.
“I’m fine.” Jihoon replied as he leaned into Joshua taking a much needed break. Only for a moment though. Once he felt “recharged” he stood up from the floor of the toilet making his way over to the sink washing his hands and rinsing out the foul taste in his mouth. He then splashed with water and sighed. Looking up he could see Joshua standing behind him with a concerned look on his face.
“What is it hyung?” Jihoon asked the older member. The other just sighed.
“I was talking with Jeonghan the other day and he’s also picked up on your attitude and everything else that’s currently wrong. So Jeonghan being the worried mum like person he is went on a doom search through all of your symptoms and.” He paused looking into Jihoons eyes through the mirror with a serious look
“What, what is it?” Jihoon asked turning around to face him
“Are you pregnant?”
Jihoons stomach dropped to the floor. He couldn’t possibly. He knew he was an omega that was obvious but even during his heats he made sure he spent them alone or even if he had a partner with him they always used condoms. He was careful, he had to be, he couldn’t risk getting pregnant.
“N-no.” Jihoon stuttered out.
“I’m probably just sick because of the sushi Soonyoung and I had last night. A-and I’m just tired from all this work I’m doing for the album so that explains the tiredness and nausea I guess.” Jihoon explained with himself as fear was printed on his face.
“Alright, alright. I’m not accusing you of anything. But if you were you’d tell us right?” Joshua questioned and the younger nodded in reply. After a moment's silence the duo left the bathroom and returned into the studio where a flurry of questions were asked.
It should’ve been clear then but Jihoon denied it.
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The question ran through his head too often. He simply couldn’t get it out and it bugged him. It had been a week since then and Jihoon didn’t stop throwing up or feeling nauseous or passing out wherever he could.
He knew deep down something was wrong. He also knew that Jeonghan and Shua wouldn’t go through all that trouble to ask him if they didn’t think they were correct. He was finally fed up and after he decided he was done in the studio for the day he left and to go home. He checked the time on his way out.
4:10pm pretty early today Jihoon thought to himself as he caught an elevator down to the basement and made his way over to his car. He chucked his bag into the passenger seat and sat himself in the driver's seat. On his way home he decided he’d stop at the convenience store to pick up a pregnancy test. After he pulled into the parking spot in front of the store he grabbed a mask and a cap he kept in the door of his car and put them on. He pulled his hoodie over the top of his cap and walked out into the store. He would be screwed if anyone saw him going aisle by aisle searching like a maniac.
He finally made it to the area where they were stored and holy shit there were so many. He grabbed two off of the shelf inspecting them both, the information on the box doing his head in. He sighed and put those two back and grabbed a different two.
“You’re first time getting one?” A voice asked behind him. He whipped his head around only to find a woman with a kind smile looking back at him.
“Yes.” He replied softly
“If I may suggest. This one.” She said, pulling a box from the shelf and handing it to him. Clearblue it said across the packaging
“It’s been accurate for me the times I’ve used it.” She added with a smile
“Thank you.” Jihoon replied
“No problem at all young man.” The woman smiled and continued her way down the aisle. Jihoon did the same but in the opposite direction, paying for the test and heading back to his car. Once he was sat back inside the vehicle he placed the test on top of his things and made his way home.
Once he arrived in his garage he took the lift up to his floor and entered his apartment. He put his things on the counter and took the box into his hands, opening the packaging and taking out the contents inside. He took the instructions into his hand and read it carefully. He made his way into the bathroom with the test and his phone. He was thankful at that moment that he decided to not go to the bathroom today. He took the cap off of the test and placed it over the toilet and peed onto it for roughly 5 seconds and closed the cap. He then placed it onto the edge of his sink and started a timer for three minutes on his phone. The anxiety inside him grew and he felt his knees going weak, so he sat on the floor and took deep breaths calming down his nerves. Dreading the closer the timer came to an end.
Dreading the results.
His breath hitched as the timer went off on his phone. He put it to a stop and reached up for the test that was sitting on the edge of the sink with his eyes closed, too nervous to keep them open.
“Come on Jihoon you got this.” He told himself and took a deep breath in forcing his eyes open and took a look at his hand.
Jihoon should’ve known.
The signs were so clear.
A gasp escapes his mouth as he looks down at the pregnancy test held in his trembling hand. A plus sign it showed.
Positive He thought as he took a shuddering breath in as a wave of emotions flood over him
“Fuck”
“Fuck” He sobbed out tears overflowing his eyes and dropping on the floor.
How could this have happened He thought as he took a gasp of air as the tears continued to flow out of his eyes.
He had been so careful during every single heat he went through with a partner. How could he have slipped up now so close to their comeback. How could he be so stupid to not double check everything. How could he have been so blind to make a mistake this big.
He continued to stare down at the test in his shaking hand as he continued to cry thinking what he should do.
I should go to a manager Jihoon thought but he was too scared to even stand back up. He was so scared of what would happen to him, to the team and now the baby. He looked up at the ceiling of the bathroom wiping the final tears away from his eyes and taking a deep breath in.
But if you were you’d tell us right He suddenly remembered Joshua saying and he made up his mind to go tell Jeonghan, simply because he knew about it before Jihoon himself did. He got up from the floor of the bathroom and made his way to the kitchen to grab a ziplock bag to place the test in. He threw on an extra jacket and took his car keys. He pulled up his mask and made his way down to the garage once more, climbing into his car placing the test on the passenger seat.
He drove to Seungkwan and Jeonghan’s apartment praying that only the older was there. Once he arrived he parked in the guest parking making his way to the front of the building, greeting the security guard who let him in. He’s been here often enough that he’s made friends with the guard who now just lets him in wherever.
He made it into another elevator and rode it up to the duo’s floor. He looked at himself in the mirror of the elevator, his eyes were red and there were tear streaks on his face. He looked fucked up. Once he made it to the correct floor he navigated his way through the hallway making it to the correct apartment.
He took a deep breath in and clutched the test tighter and knocked on the door. It wasn’t even a moment until the door swung open revealing Jeonghan in an apron and flour across his face.
“Ah Jihoon-ah what brings you here?” Jeonghan questioned the younger.
“I have something important to tell you.” Jihoon’s voice cracked and Jeonghan sensed the seriousness of the boy. He took notice of the tear streaks on his face and the overall tensed attitude of the younger.
“Of course. Are you okay?” Jeonghan said pulling Jihoon inside and all he could do was nod.
“I’ll have to let you know that Cheol and Shua are here too, but if it’s something you can absolutely not tell them I’ll kick ‘em out for you.” Jeonghan said with a smile and Jihoon giggled slightly. He took a moment to think and decided it was better to tell the three of them now. Get the most nerve wracking members out of the way before the rest.
“I’ll tell them too. I think it’s important if I tell you three together.” Jihoon said
“Alright then.” Jeonghan smiled. “I’ll go tell them then, leave you to get ready seems like it’s super important.” He continued and placed a hand on Jihoons shoulder for a moment then left around the corner to presumably the other two.
As Jihoon was taking off his shoes he managed to overhear Who was it and It’s Jihoon, apparently it’s important.
He gathered himself once more with a breath and shoved his hands in his pocket with the test and made his way round the corner where the three were sitting on one side of a kitchen table.
“Jihoon, what are you doing here?” Seungcheol asked with a smile as an attempt to ease the tension in the younger.
“I have something important to tell you. All three of you actually.” He said as he stood behind one of the chairs on the opposing side of the other three.
“Alright then sit down and tell us.” Seungcheol gestures to the chair.
“Is it something we should be concerned about?” Joshua asked as Jihoon sat down.
“I guess but not really.” Jihoon stated.
“I’m confused, elaborate.” Seungcheol said.
“I mean like I’m not in danger in terms of like health or anything but something big happened.” Jihoon continued a tremble in hands begun slightly as the elders gaze tightened.
“So what’s really going on?” Jeonghan asked.
“I. I’m. It’s better if I show you actually.” Jihoon decided, reaching his hand into his pocket. He looked across the table and the three who seemed to be on the edge of their seats. He pulled his hand out of his pocket with the test and put it on his lap below the table holding it with two hands. He looked down for a moment and then back up to those across from him.
It’s now or never Jihoon thought and placed the test in the bag on the table facing them.
“Jihoon is this.” Seungcheol started but couldn’t finish.
“It’s mine. This is my pregnancy test from roughly an hour ago.” Jihoon explained
“It’s positive.” Joshua said looking at the test and to Jihoon
“So does that mean you’re currently.” Jeonghan gestures to Jihoon, obviously a code to mean pregnant.
“Yes, I am currently pregnant.” Jihoon bluntly confirmed.
The room was silent. So silent you could hear a pin drop, that was until Jeonghan burst into tears and made his way to Jihoon squeezing him.
“I’m so proud of you for telling us.” He said quietly to Jihoon and the younger boy could feel tears appearing once more. He felt the tension in his body disappear and leaned into the hug.
“Are you sure you’re not pregnant hyung?” Jihoon laughed out.
“Trust me, if I was Cheollie would freak out.” Jeonghan laughed with him. Soon the others joined in on the hug thanking Jihoon for telling them instead of hiding it.
Once they had calmed down they sat down together for further discussion of what to do next. With a mutual agreement they decided that tomorrow Jihoon would go with Seungcheol to tell the head manager of the team, Jihoons personal manger and the CEO of the company in a meeting where they most likely were going to discuss the course of action from here.
“Hopefully they won’t kick me out.” Jihoon laughed.
“That’s highly unlikely but I’ll make sure of it.” Seungcheol replied with a stern look, it was times like this that he was reminded that Seungcheol was in fact an alpha and not just their leader.
“Thank you.” Jihoon said with a smile
“Do you mind if I crash, I’m too tired to be driving anywhere.” Jihoon turned to ask Jeonghan.
“Sure, take my bed. The three of us are going to be up for a while considering it’s barely even 6 pm yet.” Jeonghan laughed as he stood up and guided Jihoon to his bedroom. Letting the younger one in, he closed the door and walked anyway once Jihoon was inside.
Jihoon sighed deeply as he laid down on Jeonghan's bed, making himself comfortable under the blanket and surrounded himself with pillows. It wasn’t long before Jihoon drifted to sleep, the stress and overwhelming day had finally gotten to him as he was pulled into a deep and restful sleep.
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