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Smacking the muscles in his shoulders, Baekhyun makes his way down the hallway of his apartment. It was still an insane concept to him that he had to work Christmas Day, but at this point, he had nothing to complain about, not when he was still trying to get that promotion. It made his bones ache and he knew he took five years off his life every time he worked a 12-hour day, but as of right now...
The apartment door is locked, which isn't surprising to Baekhyun, rather, what was surprising was how dark and quiet it was. The Christmas Tree was up, with their presents underneath, the lights still twinkling in the night. Baekhyun smelled the hints of whatever dinner Jongdae made, but the man was nowhere to be seen in their little apartment. It was a studio, after all, so Jongdae must've been hiding in their bedroom.
Baekhyun sighed as he took off his jacket and snow-soaked shoes, placing them in front of the door as he continued to wring out the knots in his neck.
Before checking on Jongdae in their bedroom, he placed the gift he bought Jongdae underneath the tree, something he bought a couple of weeks prior. It wasn't his main gift, that was something he bought months ago, but it was a cute little thing he knew Jongdae would enjoy. A little future investment.
"Jongdae, I'm back-" He had wondered if Jongdae had resorted to vegging out in their bedroom, where it's warmer due to the heater they bought. Waiting for Baekhyun to return by reading a Webtoon on his phone or even turning on his laptop to watch something, and maybe that would've been the case a couple of hours ago. Instead, he is met with Jongdae fast asleep and curled into their sheets. It's fair, of course, since Jongdae was feeling ill this morning, enough for Baekhyun to drop him off at the hospital before heading to work. It was cute, seeing him asleep like this. It may have been 10 pm, but Jongdae was no stranger to staying up late, even on days when he was sick or overworked.
Baekhyun took off his jacket and sat on the bed next to Jongdae, patting his shoulder and tugging at it gently. "Jongdae, wake up. I'm back." He continued to shake Jongdae until he woke up, whining and pushing Baekhyun away. "Go away, you're late." He rolled over, even more, smushing his face into the pillows. "Aww, baby." Baekhyun cooed, wrapping his arms around Jongdae's shoulders and tugging him along the bed. "Are you still feeling sick?"
Jongdae's only reply was elbowing him in the shoulder, before going quiet once more and completely enveloping him in his comforter. All Baekhyun could do was give a chuckle, pulling away from Jongdae's body and sitting up. "I'm going to the bathroom, okay? You better be up and ready to open up those presents when I'm done!" He sang, poking Jongdae in the ass before making his way to take a shower.
Throwing his towels onto the counter, something fell off, landing next to the toilet. After a quick check, he let out the biggest sigh of relief that it didn't fall in the bowl. To his dismay, he had to fish it out from behind the toilet. He had half a mind to just leave it there, but he assumed it was something of Jongdae's that he left out. Maybe some medicine?
With a little bit of struggle, he got it out, wrapping his hands around a slender object, almost like a pen. It was a strange shape for a medicine.
Of course, it wasn't medicine.
Honestly, it was probably the last thing Baekhyhun expected.
Long, slender, like a pen.
But flat, with a heavy front and back.
Two lines.
Two.
Lines.
He dropped the test back on the ground like he touched fire, backing up against the shower, heart pounding.
"JONGDAE!" He shouted, loud enough to wake his neighbours, most likely.
Rather than police sirens, he heard Jongdae's laughter from outside the bathroom door.
Crawling, Baekhyun scrambled out of the bathroom, barely able to open the door with how much his hands shook. Jongdae was still cackling, laughing so hard he had also fallen to his knees on the floor, making it easier for Baekhyun to gather him into his arms and pull him into a tight embrace, tears threatening to spill. "Jongdae," He croaked, nuzzling his nose into the junction between Jongdae's neck and shoulder. Jongdae kept laughing, but it quelled to a soft chuckle, a hand coming up and patting the back of Baekhyun's head. It was enough to make Baekhyun actually start crying, tears staining Jongdae's baby blue sweater. Baby.
"Aw, honey," Jongdae cooed, his laughter finally relenting as he pulled away a little to look at Baekhyun's teary and red face. "I didn't think you would cry over that. I pranked you good."
"That's not a nice prank, Jongdae." Baekhyun pouted, pushing himself closer to Jongdae once again. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"You were at work, baby. Besides, this is just as fun." Jongdae patted Baekhyun's head, making him look down at Jongdae's tummy. He was pregnant. With their child. It made Baekhyun cry some more, pressing his face against Jongdae's stomach and tightening his grip around the other's waist. "I can't believe it. You're pregnant." Baekhyun continued to sob, making a mess of himself as he was barely able to compose himself from his happiness. "I am. No thanks to you."
"Hey," Baekhyun whined, resting himself completely on Jongdae. "Let me have this. I am a father."
Though he couldn't see Jongdae's face, he knew the smile that would be there. After all the teasing, Jongdae still held Baekhyun like he would the most precious of porcelain.
"Now, let's see the actual gift you got me than this baby." Jongdae poked at Baekhyun's shoulder, urging him to stand. Baekhyun's body felt heavy, all he wanted to do was just cling to Jongdae all night. "Okay... But," Baekhyun finally lifted his head and looked at Jongdae, whose expression softened even more at the sight. "Merry Christmas."
"Merry Christmas to you, my love."