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Yuta was drinking a milkshake, talking with Jaemin about childhood stories when Sicheng smacked his arm. "Hey! Why'd yo—"

He turned to the taller who's eyes were wide in shock, holding out his phone. "Look." Confused, Yuta took the phone, reading whatever was there. His blood ran dry as he read the articles. He was about to say something when Sicheng took back his phone, changing the screen to twitter and handing it back, saying, "We need to go, now."

"Wh–" It was a picture of the three of them, sitting and enjoying their drinks as they've been doing for the past few minutes. Someone, is fucking watching us. He looked up, looking out the window; the street usually had quite a bit of people roaming, but now... the streets seemed flooded. Why— how do we even leave with people seeing us? They know what we look like! How in the world– ack! His hands shook as he felt the stress building up, thoughts running wild, and if things couldn't get worse, his muscles tensed for a bit, feeling the bane of his existence since a week ago, the Braxton Hicks. What great timing.

Seeing the elder flinch and suddenly place a hand on his stomach, Sicheng asked in worry as he wrapped an arm around him, "Are you alright?"

Yuta nodded, "Y-yeah, just the Hicks again." Seeing as he was fine, the three got up, pulling up their masks and lowering their caps and quietly walked out the door. They kept to the sides of the buildings, under the shadows, but at last, someone spotted them.

"There! They're over there!"

Yuta hears Jaemin curse under his breath, clearly having understood that. Turning to look over his shoulder, his scent spiked in fear at the large crowd coming at them. Sicheng held him close as they continue walking, though a bit faster than before. The false contractions made him stutter in his step every once in a while, the small ting of pain a bother.

From this fastly decreasing distance, he could hear fans (ex-fans?) throwing insults;

"Fucking excuse for an alpha!"

"You're a disgrace to the alpha race!"

"The child'll be the devils spawn!"

"What a bitch, literally!"

Though most were directed at him, Sicheng also wasn't immune to these vulgar words.

"How could you have fucked such a disgusting person?"

"Sicheng you failed as an alpha!"

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