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A soft, deep and raspy voice was heard throughout the small and dirty apartment. The floors had been littered with shattered glass and droplets of blood as the euphonious voice let out soft, heart-wrenching cries.
The door to the apartment opened, revealing a lean and tall alpha with lightly tanned honey-like skin and ash-gray hair. With the alpha’s eyes being a warm brown color that flashed worry and concern when he heard the melodic cries coming from inside the apartment.
Quietly stepping into the apartment, the man followed the cries quickly, his feet pitter-pattering on the carpet as he opened the door to another room just to see a heart-breaking sight. There inside was a beta sitting down on the floor, his cheek bruised and stinging painfully, while there was a huge cut on his arm, blood trickling down from it slowly.
Cries escaped the beta’s lips, and he didn’t even attempt to stop as he continued to sob and sob, even when the other man hugged him. His thin frame was now enveloped into a warm embrace, but the agonizing sound that left his lips continued to multiply as more tears rolled down his wet red cheeks.
“Yoongi, shhh. I got your call and ran here as quickly as possible. What happened? Who did this to you?” The alpha with ash-gray hair asked the beta, Yoongi, who continued to cry, not even bothering to wipe away his tears as the alpha leaned his body closer to his chest.
“D-Don’t leave m-me too… Taehyung, p-please...” Yoongi cried out as he felt so much pain and anguish when recalling the traumatizing that occurred just a few moments ago before the man with ash-gray hair, Taehyung, arrived to comfort him.
The way Yoongi cried made Taehyung’s heart break as he carried the beta off the floor and onto the bed just a few steps away from them. He then kept Yoongi’s body close to him, allowing the beta to cry into his shirt, not caring at all that his outfit was now covered in Yoongi’s tears. All he cared about now was comforting him.
“Shh, can you tell me what happened? Who did this to you? And where’s Jungkook?” Taehyung asked, wondering why he couldn’t find Jungkook—Yoongi’s boyfriend—anywhere inside the small apartment.
Usually Jungkook was always found at Yoongi’s side, with him acting like a lovesick puppy, following the beta wherever he went. The two developed a beautiful romance, one so sickeningly sweet and loving that Taehyung had been shocked to not see him anywhere near Yoongi when he entered the apartment.
His questions could only make Yoongi cry even harder as he closed his eyes and released soft sniffles. This caused Taehyung to gulp as he wrapped both his arms around Yoongi’s waist, afterwards pulling him closer to his body by placing the beta on his lap.
“K-Kook, J-Jungkook did t-this to me before he l-left.” Yoongi cried out in a quiet whisper-like tone, that if he hadn’t been so close to Taehyung’s body, the alpha was sure that he wouldn’t have heard them.
A gasp escaped Taehyung’s lips as his palm gently cupped Yoongi’s bruised cheek, his fingers gently caressing the soft and wet pale skin. It made Taehyung wonder, with an expression of horror visible on his face, how Jungkook could do this to Yoongi, harming him by bruising such delicate skin.
“Why?...” Was all that Taehyung could mutter as he then tended to the cut on Yoongi’s arm. His long fingers began cleaning off the blood trickling down the beta’s skin with a clean cloth he found laying on one of Yoongi’s bedside tables.
When Yoongi placed his hand over Taehyung’s own, it was then that he realized that one of the beta’s fists had been clenched the whole time, and when Yoongi unclenched his fist, there on Taehyung’s palm was a pregnancy test. The small object surprised Taehyung when Yoongi gave it to him, and when he inspected it, his eyes widened, his mouth gaping open.
“Oh. Jungkook left because…” Taehyung said, his words trailing off as he watched Yoongi slowly nod before grabbing the pregnancy test back from the taller’s hold.
The pregnancy test, to Taehyung’s absolute shock, was one that resulted positive, leaving him taken aback as he watched Yoongi attempt to wipe away his tears. This caused him to caress the cut on Yoongi’s arm with gentleness before he covered it so it wouldn’t be infected after he had just treated it.
“I’m p-pregnant.” Yoongi stuttered as he felt a pit of shame in his stomach at how he got himself into his current situation. Not even married, not even an omega, and yet here he was, apparently pregnant with the child of his now ex-boyfriend.
There were now suddenly long fingers wiping away the tears trickling down his face, something that shocked Yoongi as he had expected Taehyung to walk away immediately after hearing the news. But there he was, continuing to comfort him as best he could, even going far as to wrap a blanket around him.
“I’m sorry. He… shouldn’t have done that. I promise I won’t do that. I won’t leave you, so please stop crying. You look prettier with a smile on your face.” Taehyung said as he held Yoongi’s delicate hand, pressing a gentle kiss against the beta’s knuckle before continuing to comfort him.
“Y-You won’t leave m-me?...” Yoongi whispered under his breath, only for Taehyung to kiss his wet cheek before running his long fingers through the beta’s soft and slightly curly blonde hair.
The tone of Yoongi’s voice had been a mixture of slight disbelief, nervousness, and hope, something that made Taehyung’s heart shatter even more as he carried the beta onto his lap. It made Taehyung want to murder Jungkook even more as he was now angry at him for how he could just hurt and left Yoongi.
“I won’t, I promise. The child you’re carrying might not be mine, but I’ll help you raise them no matter what happens. I’ll help you through this parenting stuff, well, only if you want my help though.” Taehyung said, causing Yoongi to smile weakly at him as he allowed his body to lean against the alpha’s chest.
“Thank y-you…” Yoongi said as Taehyung wrapped his arms around the beta’s body, his hold loose yet somehow firm as he rested his chin on Yoongi’s shoulder while looking down at his currently flat stomach.
“I’ll be here for you, hyung. I won’t leave you like Jungkook did.” Taehyung mumbled as he stroked Yoongi’s stomach with the palm of one of his hands. It was something that made the beta’s breath hitch at first as he wasn’t used to his stomach being touched that way.
Now Yoongi was no longer crying as much as he did earlier, with fewer tears rolling down his cheeks, and his face no longer looking as red as before. This made Taehyung smile as he hummed a cheerful tune, hoping to make Yoongi less tense, and it helped.
Soon enough Yoongi’s body relaxed into his warm embrace as he allowed for himself to be lulled to sleep by Taehyung, whose deep voice sang a wonderful and melodic tune. Everything felt so right for Yoongi at that moment, even when he had been just crying on the floor, hurt and abandoned, just minutes ago. But with Taehyung there with him, Yoongi felt so calm and content.
It made him wonder why he even chose Jungkook over Taehyung in the first place.
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Small pants escaped Yoongi’s lips as he kneeled in front of the toilet, his mouth tasting of vomit, the taste bitter and sour at the same time. Beside him was Taehyung, who was massaging his back while handing over to him a small roll of tissue so he could clean himself up.
Morning sickness felt awful, and Yoongi couldn’t help but feel disgusted that this occurred almost every single day ever since the second week of his pregnancy. But even when it was hard, even when he had decided to quit his current job—which was being a barista is a small local cafe—Taehyung stayed by his side.
It actually felt like a relief to Yoongi to have someone be there for him during his pregnancy, with Taehyung not breaking his promise at all. With him even going as far as to moving in his apartment so he could better support him. It once made Yoongi feel guilty, as he felt as if he were taking advantage of Taehyung’s kind heart, when he found out that the alpha began taking in more clients than necessary as a freelance photographer just to support him and the baby he’s carrying.
“It’s fine, hyung. I want to do this for you. I want to be able to support you. So please, just let me.” Taehyung once told Yoongi in a reassuring tone as he held the beta’s delicate hand with so much care.
“But you’re working so hard and I just feel so useless that I can’t do anything for myself. This is all my fault anyway, I don’t even know why you’re helping me.” Yoongi protested as he curled his body into himself while he sat on his bed, his back against the wall.
This made Taehyung frown and furrowed his brows as he sat down beside Yoongi on his bed, wrapping his arm around the beta’s waist. He bit down on his bottom lip, wondering in slight horror why Yoongi was thinking such thoughts.
“This isn’t your fault, hyung, and like I said before, I want to do this. You’re not useless, I know that. I just want to help you as much as I can because you’re my friend and I care so much about you. So stop thinking otherwise, okay?” Taehyung said, to which Yoongi weakly nodded as he placed his hand over his baby bump.
He was already around two months of his pregnancy and it shows how his body had changed throughout the few weeks he had been pregnant. His hips widened slightly and his thighs thickened so that his body could better support the baby growing inside of him.
“Okay…” Yoongi mumbled under his breath, causing Taehyung to smile widely at him before petting the beta’s head, afterwards pressing a soft kiss against his cheek.
“I’ll be going now, hyung. I have a photoshoot coming up and I don’t want to be late. I’ll also be bringing dinner home later so you don’t have to cook anything.” Taehyung said as he stood up from the bed and fixed his outfit before grabbing his camera from the desk in the room.
“Okay. See you later then, Tae.” Yoongi said to the alpha who raised his arm and waved at the beta goodbye before he opened the door to the room afterwards exiting it, running out of the apartment to go do his job.
When Taehyung was out of sight, finally out of their now shared apartment, Yoongi stood up and looked at himself in front of a mirror. He placed one of his hands underneath his baby bump while he placed his other hand on top of it.
A pout made its way onto his face the more Yoongi stared at his reflection and realized how much his body has changed throughout his pregnancy. Even though it was normal for pregnant people to gain weight, it still made Yoongi frustrated whenever he gained a pound or two one day, especially if the weight gain was visible.
“I’m so fat now.” Yoongi said with a grimace on his face as he pinched one of his chubby cheeks while eyeing how much his stomach had grown, with it surprisingly being bigger than he had expected when he found out he was pregnant. After all, he was just currently in his first trimester so he didn’t expect for his baby bump to be as big as it currently was.
A soft tune escaped Yoongi’s lips as he walked out of his room and into his apartment’s living room, stroking his stomach with his index finger as he quietly sang. The song he was singing was somber, his expression one of slight anguish as he remembered the way Jungkook looked at him after finding out that he was pregnant.
”It was a good start. The ups and downs, themselves~”
His pregnancy was an accident, both Yoongi and Taehyung, and even Jungkook were aware of that. But when Jungkook demanded that he abort the baby, even when Yoongi knew that he wasn’t ready to be a parent, he went against his ex-boyfriend and kept the baby.
”Before I knew it, we grew tired. With meaningless emotional drains~”
Not that he was against abortion or people who abort their children, but to him, even if the baby growing inside of him wasn’t made intentionally, they were still a product of his and Jungkook’s love. Love that apparently is now gone because Jungkook had left him alone that day he told him about his pregnancy test result.
”Repeated seesaw game. Now, I’m so sick of this~”
Even so, Yoongi was determined to take care of his baby whether or not Jungkook stayed with him. He wasn’t ready, and he was sure that even though Taehyung said he’d support him, the beta knew that deep down the alpha wasn’t ready too. But they’ll try their best and make sure that once the baby was born, they’ll love him and raise him well.
The somber song continued to be sung by Yoongi, who was now smiling sadly at his baby bump. He no longer cared that Jungkook left him and hurt him, he no longer cared that he was now mothering his child. From the day Jungkook left him, the baby inside of him was no longer his ex-boyfriend’s.
“I don’t care what he says. I’ll take care of you. We’ll take care of you. We’ll give you so much love and we’ll take care of you to the best of our abilities. I can’t wait to meet you, little Luna.” Yoongi whispered, nicknaming his baby with a word that meant moon.
The moon that shone so brightly on the nights when he wanted to cry and scream, breaking down in front of Taehyung who did his best to comfort the beta. It didn’t matter that most people considered Luna a feminine name, whether his baby was a boy or a girl, they’ll be his Luna.
His baby was his Luna, his own little moon that shines so brightly during his darkest days.
“I love you, my baby Luna.”