him. | song mingi

REVEAL

"i'm fine," she argues, pushing her brother away and wrapping her arms around san's, "sannie was just greeting me, is that so wrong?" she shoots him a glare that immediately told him no one else knew why she was there and he knew to back off.

"sorry, you just look a little pale, i thought you might be feeling sick." as soon as the word 'pale' leaves the male's mouth, mingi is out of his seat, moving to check on yuna.

"he's right," he mumbles, gently pressing the back of his hand to her forehead, "are you alright? do you think you're gonna be sick?"

she waves him off, swaying a little as san turns to face her properly, "i'm fi-" she cuts herself off with a gag and she immediately covers her mouth with her hand, "maybe i am."

mingi quickly guides her to the bathroom, closing the door and locking it behind them.

"was it me? did i make her sick?" san looks at yunho who's expression softens at the dancer's concern.

"no, you didn't. something else did, i'm guessing she'll explain later."

"okay."

the couple returns a few minutes later, yuna tiredly clinging to mingi who helps her walk back to the living room, letting her sit in his lap once they'd made it back to the lounge. she curls herself into a ball as he wraps his arms around her, keeping her as close to him as possible.

seonghwa, wooyoung and jongho had joined the group in the living room, everyone spread out across the lounges and the floor, quietly watching whatever was on the television.

"did you throw up, yuna?" wooyoung teases, already aware of what was going on.

"you shut your mouth or i swear to god i will kill you and everything that you love." she threatens.

he takes the hint and backs off, leaning back on the lounge with a knowing smirk on his face. yeosang looks between the two in confusion, slowly putting the pieces together in his mind.

"holy fucking shit! you're kidding!" he stands up, jaw hanging in shock.

"you too! shut up!" yuna scolds him as he runs away, giggling to himself.

"what? what is he suddenly realising?" seonghwa asks, turning to look at wooyoung, yuna and mingi.

"nothing, hyung." mingi waves the older male off who shakes his head.

"no way. that was not nothing," he looks between the three, squinting at them suspiciously, "what is it?" he stands from his place on the floor while hongjoong pauses the television, turning towards the trio himself.

"something is clearly going on here. what is it?" hongjoong pushes, glaring at the two younger males.

"where is jongho?" yuna asks, sitting up properly, "i'll tell you if he comes out."

"jongho! get out here!" seonghwa calls, the maknae appearing a few moments later, "either all three of them or just these two," the eldest points to yuna and mingi, "have some big secret and they won't tell unless you're here."

"oh," jongho glances at yuna before turning back to seonghwa, "is it that she's pregnant? because i thought everyone knew."

yuna's jaw drops as her big announcement is made in the least dramatic way she could possibly imagine. other than maybe an email, or even a completely lowercase text with a singular period to close it off.

"there's no way she's pregnant, she took a test last week and this is the first time they've been together since then." seonghwa looks at the two who have already turned their gazes away from his. "no way." he gasps.

"wait, are you really pregnant?" wooyoung stands, staring at yuna in shock. she meets his eyes for a moment before guiltily looking back at the ground and nodding. "oh my god! this is great news! wait here, i have something for you!"

the dancer runs off to grab whatever it was that he had while seonghwa is lifting yuna from mingi's lap, hugging her tightly.

"i'm so happy for you, bub! are you happy? are you okay?" he asks, pulling away to look into her eyes, holding her cheeks gently.

"yeah, i am really happy. i'm beyond excited." she gives him a bright smile which he happily returns, pulling her back in for another hug.

"here! i have it!" wooyoung shouts, running back into the room with a small bag in his hand, "this is for you. or the baby. possibly even babies. in which case you'll need more."

he hands the bag to yuna who sits back down beside mingi before pulling out the tissue paper and then a very small shoebox. from the box, she pulls out a pair of black and white jordan's, tiny enough to fit in the palm of her hand.

"oh my god! wooyoung, this is so fucking adorable, are you kidding me? i'm going to kill you! i love them!" she stands quickly, hugging her best friend before turning to mingi and handing him the tiny pair of shoes.

"oh my goodness, they're so tiny!" he stares at them in awe before his happy expression is replaced with one of concern, "wait, babies are tiny too. what if i squish our baby?"

he cries out, yuna immediately bursting into a fit of laughter and hugging him excitedly. "you won't, princess. i promise, you will not squish our baby."

"you guys, i can't wait to find out if i'm going to be an uncle or an aunty." yunho smiles happily at the group who return the expression before actually processing what he'd said.

"you realise i'm the one who's supposed to get baby-brain, don't you?" yuna laughs as he turns away in embarrassment.

they all settle down after a few minutes of yuna explaining how she managed to lie to them so well and eventually sit back down in their prior places, watching whatever show was on the television.

"hold on, guys," yuna sits up, looking around the room in confusion, "where the fuck did san and yeosang go?"