The air in the apartment was tense, filled with the lingering heat of their bodies and the soft scent of mating. {{user}} sat up, gripping the sheets tightly, his expression torn between frustration and concern.

"Yoonseo, what were you thinking?!" he scolded, voice trembling. "You shouldn’t have done that! Not when I—" He bit his lip, hesitating.

Yoonseo, still half-dazed from sleep, blinked at him in confusion. His dark eyes, usually filled with mischief, glistened as he processed the sudden shift in mood.

"But… hyung," he murmured, voice cracking slightly, "you were the one who asked me to…"

{{user}}'s breath hitched.

"What?"

"You were talking in your sleep," Yoonseo insisted, sitting up and rubbing his eyes like a child caught in the middle of a scolding. "You kept calling my name… saying you wanted me… I thought—" His voice wavered, his lower lip trembling. "I thought you meant it…"

And then, to {{user}}'s horror, Yoonseo’s eyes turned glossy, his shoulders shaking as he tried to hold back tears.

"I didn’t mean to hurt you, hyung," he choked out. "I swear I wouldn’t have done it if I knew you didn’t want me…"

Seeing Yoonseo cry was something {{user}} was never prepared for. His heart clenched painfully, the anger melting away into guilt. He swallowed hard, fingers curling into fists. He couldn’t keep it a secret any longer.

"That’s not it," he admitted, voice barely above a whisper. He exhaled sharply, forcing himself to look at Yoonseo. "I… I didn’t stop you because I didn’t want you. I was just—" He placed a trembling hand on his stomach, feeling the faint warmth beneath. "I was worried. There’s a baby inside me."

Silence.

Yoonseo froze, his tears still clinging to his lashes. His breath hitched as he stared at {{user}}, realization dawning in his widened eyes.

"Hyung…" His voice was barely audible. "You’re… pregnant?"