WOOSAN

This whole plot was inspired by a comment that ByFleower left on one of my stories that I immediately knew I had to write! This is basically just 6,097 words of me putting San through one of the most terrifying situations I could think of...oops

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San unlocked the door in front of him as he slowly made his way into their dorm, closing it behind him as he kicked off his outside shoes and slid on a pair of house slippers.

He dropped all of his belongings to the floor alongside his discarded sneakers before walking towards their couch, flopping onto the cool leather tiredly.

He shivered lightly as the chill of the material seeped into the thick fabric of his hoodie and sweatpants, quickly grabbing a discarded blanket and Seonghwa's small turtle plush he had abandoned in the living room before wrapping himself up into a tight burrito.  He brought his knees to his chest as he curled into a ball, laying his head along the arm of the couch as he lazily searched for the tv remote, finding it buried underneath the cushions.  He flipped on the device and mindlessly scrolled through the channels, giving up quickly and switching to Netflix where he resumed the movie he and his members had been watching the night before.

He snuggled up with Seonghwa's turtle as the low sound of Lilo & Stitch filled the room, the colorful animation catching his attention.

The movie worked as a good distraction to help keep his mind off the dull ache that had seemingly spread itself throughout his entire body, being the original reason for his early return home.

He had only just come off of his mandatory quarantine about two weeks ago and was slowly getting back into the routine of things. His manager thought it would be best if he gradually started back up on his schedule, just in case the virus may have had any residual effects on his body.  Even though he was only asymptomatic, it was better to be safe then sorry and San would gladly take the precaution.

His group had already had so many set backs with Mingi's hiatus to his and his members quarantine that the company couldn't really afford for him to possibly fall sick again due to stress.

Although today, he felt like that might be the case.

He had woken up feeling okay, just slightly sore but he blamed it on yesterday's practice.  He felt better after he ate breakfast, the sugar entering his body giving him newfound energy. 

His mood only seemed to brighten after Wooyoung sneakily joined him in the shower and he was actually able to converse with his members before their manager's arrival.

The car ride to the company was pleasant and San honestly felt great as he lounged around the building, happily chatting with his boyfriend.

Wooyoung was being extra affectionate that morning and he was absolutely living for the attention, soaking up all of his love as they cuddled together before their daily lessons. When it was time to go, they parted ways with a loving kiss and San felt like he was on cloud 9!

This day couldn't get any better!

Oh, how naive it was of him to even think that, let alone wish for it.

His day didn't in fact get any better, it got worse.

Maybe a little over an hour into his lesson the strange feeling from that morning began to make itself present again. 

It wasn't bad per se, but it was definitely uncomfortable as his back started to throb from sitting up straight, his voice wobbling slightly.

He managed to get through another 30 minutes unbothered before it felt like someone had unexpectedly plunged a hot knife into his back and stomach, twisting it around violently.

San knew he couldn't hide it any longer as nauseous climbed up his throat, mouth salivating at the awful feeling.

He quickly excused himself to the bathroom where he hurriedly threw up his meager breakfast, shaking like a leaf as his body trembled with chills.

Anxiety flared up inside of him at his symptoms, immediately calling his mangerwho naturally decided to pull him out of his vocal lessons early because he was worried for the boy's health.

He had dropped him off at the dorms, leading him back to his current situation where he had been strictly instructed to rest. He was told that if he wasn't feeling better within the next 24 hours he'd have to head to the hospital for another test, and San really didn't want that to happen.

He couldn't afford to get sick again for the sake of both his company and his team.

Curling up even further into himself as the sharp pain started up again, the boy tried to focus on the movie in front of him instead of his cramping body.

He stayed like that until the ending credits rolled across the screen, quickly flipping to the next Disney movie as he shuffled around trying to find a new comfortable position.

He eventually just shoved the blanket between his legs in hopes that it would take the pressure off of his hips as fatigue suddenly overtook his body, causing his eyes to droop.

He pulled the hood of his sweatshirt over his eyes as he relaxed back into the plush couch cushions, snuggling into his blanket as the quiet hum of Peter Pan played in the background, lulling him to sleep.

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San couldn't have been unconscious for more then a few hours when a horrible cramp woke him up, the pain leaving him breathless.

It's like he was both being simultaneously stabbed and squeezed at the same time. He cried out at the feeling, searching for anything he could grab onto and squeeze which sadly ended up being Seonghwa's turtle.

His hips felt like they were on fire and the pain in his groin brought tears to his eyes. It felt like he was being ripped in half, having never experienced such intense pain in his entire life.

He was so disoriented from his nap that the pain only seemed to worsen as he flailed around in his blanket, gasping for air.

He was so confused by everything that was happening that he began calling his members names, even though in the back of his head he knew they were gone.

His vision was so blurry as he fumbled with his phone, not paying any mind to the low battery warning as his pain lessened enough for him to try and check the time.

5 pm

A couple tears definitely escaped past his eyes at the numbers. He probably had around another hour before any of his members came home, meaning he had to deal with this pain by himself for a full 60 minutes.

He wanted them to come home right now!

He hugged his hyung's plush to his chest tightly as he allowed a few more tears to fall, a sob rising in his chest.

He just wanted Wooyoung to hold him and tell him that everything was going to be alright. Wanted Seonghwa to brush through his hair as he talked to him quietly while Mingi rubbed along his back soothingly.

But here he was, crying and scared, not knowing what was happening to his body.

He was almost tempted to call his manager to come get him as whatever was going on was definitely unnatural and shouldn't be occurring, but he mostly just wanted the older male's company.

He didn't want to be alone anymore.

Coming down from his mini pity party, San slowly sat himself up as the ache in his back and stomach had ceased to a dull throb. He sniffed loudly as he stood up on wobbly legs, clumsily shuffling himself towards the kitchen.

He clutched onto the counter as he reached up into a cabinet, searching for some form of pain medication.

He grabbed a small bottle of ibuprofen, shaking out two pills as he swallowed them dry, grimacing at the feeling.

Placing the medicine back where he found it, he then made his way towards their shared bathroom where he grabbed a large heating pad from the drawer, holding it tightly to his abdomen as he walked back to the couch.

He faltered slightly as a short zap of pain ran up his back, gasping loudly as it quickly morphed into so much worse.

His legs gave up underneath him as his entire body seized up in agony, barely feeling himself hit the cold floor as he let out a piercing scream.

He curled up into a ball as wave after wave of hot white pain continued to wash over him, never seeming to stop.

Hot tears ran down his face as he wailed, the intensity of it all dizzying. His hips cramped up tightly as an awful burning feeling spread throughout his groin and inner thighs, stinging sharply.

He breathed heavily as he slowly began to drag himself across the floor towards the couch, cringing at every movement.

He weakly reached up towards the arm where his phone was perched, shakily grabbing the device and trying to click it on.

Nothing happened

"Please turn on!"

Fear rose up in his throat as he frantically pushed at the side and home button, freezing as a large red battery icon appeared up on his screen.

It was dead

"No...no, no, no, NO!"

He repeated desperately, eyes burning as the screen stayed dark.

"GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!"

He yelled, throwing the phone to the floor as he held his face in his hands, tears streaming down his cheeks as he sobbed loudly.

This is where he was going to die

He could feel his breath quicken as panic began to set in, crying as the burning feeling between his legs intensified, bordering on unbearable at this point.

"SOMEBODY HELP ME! PLEASE!"

He screamed out through the empty dorm, sobbing harshly as he knew he wouldn't get a response in return.

"-please...please I'm so scared. I don't want want to be alone..."

He mumbled to himself mindlessly as he laid there on the floor, body still too tensed for him to move.

He sat there for who knows how long, unable to get up. He cried every time a new wave of pain would shoot through his frame, just wishing for it all to go away.

Seonghwa's turtle sat on the floor in front of him, having fallen down when he got up to go to the kitchen. It's happy little face stared at him, just out of arms length to grab, but he still found comfort in looking at the small plush.

His body ached tiredly as he finally found the strength to push himself up onto his elbows, weakly shuffling himself towards the couch so he could lean against it.

He flopped his upper body on top of the cushions, knees sore underneath him as he breathed heavily, the exhaustion finally catching up to him.

He was about to attempt to pull himself fully atop the furniture when he felt it, freezing him in his spot.

Something was dripping down his legs.

Fear filled San's body as warm liquid trailed down his thighs, causing him to see that the front of his gray sweatpants were entirely soaked.

"W-what is that?"

Staring at the wet patch in shock, it caught him completely off ground as his body was suddenly seized in an iron-like grip, eliciting a shrill scream from his mouth.

He dug his head harshly into the couch's cushion as his hands held tightly onto the fabric of his discarded blanket, continuing to wail at the newfound pain.

What was happening to him!

It felt like his body was trying to kill him as an insane amount of pressure wrapped around his back and hips, settling deep into his inner thighs, burning intensely.

His abdomen was squeezing in on itself against his will as if trying to dispel something within him, while simultaneously his brain screamed at him to push, push, push!

San could only cry in desperation as this entire situation was both extremely confusing and terrifying at the same time.  But nonetheless, he gave into his body's instincts and pushed down strongly, gasping at the new feeling.

It felt good

Well, good was kind of an overstatement as everything still felt like it was being ripped in half, but as he pushed he almost sighed at the slight relief it brought to his body.  It was like an urge he didn't know he had that had finally been scratched.  It seemingly lessened the pressure in his hips, allowing him to somewhat relax. He found that he couldn't stop once he started, his body squeezing down on its own as soon as he so much as faltered.

So he just kept pushing.

It eventually became a process.  For the last 30 minutes he had been pushing, breathing, and repeating, allowing the pains to continue washing over him in waves.

Somewhere in the back of his head, he knew he probably shouldn't be doing this, but his instincts were screaming at him so he just followed along helplessly.

That was until something dropped inside him.

He was still sat on the floor, his knees aching underneath him as he pillowed his head on top of his arms against the couch.  He closed his eyes tiredly, panting heavily through his mouth as sweat poured down his temples.  He had just finished another round of pushing when he felt it, eyes flying open at the sensation

Something was coming out of him!

It was like a heavy weight had dropped between his legs, desperate to force its way out of him as his groin began to burn so intensely, he almost felt sick.

"Ah! What the hell!"

Gasping at the pain, San frantically began to push down both his sweatpants and underwear, shoving the fabric to his knees. His eyes widened as he saw rivulets of red, watery liquid run down his pale thighs, pooling into his boxers.

With a shaking hand he hesitantly reached between his legs, gently feeling around as the skin there was raw and stinging.

He almost didn't find anything until another cramp surged through his body, abdomen clamping down instinctively.

Immediately he felt something bump into his fingers as he pushed into the pressure, sending a bolt of fear through his body as the soft mound brushed against his fingertips.

Was that an organ!

"GOD SOMEBODY HELP ME, PLEASE! PLEASE, I'M DYING!"

He cried out as he tried desperately to shove whatever was coming out of him back inside, cringing at the horrible feeling.  Except, his body didn't seem to like that as the bump kept moving down, more of it edging out slowly against his will.

A searing hot pain erupted between his thighs, turning his vision white for a moment as he screeched in agony.

"IT HURTS SO MUCH!"

He clutched onto the sofa for dear life as he wailed, flinging his head back in pain as sweat dripped down his face.

He was going to die

He laid there crying as his stomach continued to squeeze down on itself, not being able to slow or stop it whatsoever.

"I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die..."

He mumbled to himself deliriously as the pain became too much, leaving him to feel numb as his body gradually shut down, eyesight blurring.

"P-please, I don't want to be alone..."

His ears rang as he sluggishly placed his cheek against the cool leather in front of him, pawing weakly at the limp blanket besides him.

Everything began to turn hazy as his vision faded in and out, a feeling of faintness falling over him as black spots began to cloud his sight.

He was practically unconscious when he failed to register the sound of a lock clicking, staring aimlessly as the door opened in front of him.

"San-ah, we're ho-"

Mingi immediately froze at the sight of him, a hand rising to cover his mouth as his eyes widen in shock.

"Mingi-ah, could you please move? I would kind of like to come in."

Seonghwa's honeyed baritone sounded behind the younger as he shouldered past the tall boy, Jongho and Wooyoung following.

"What's wrong?"

The dark haired male asked as he slipped off his shoes, noticing that his three dongsaengs stood frozen in the doorway to the living room, their own shoes and coats still on.

Only when Wooyoung rushed forwards did he see the shaking boy on the floor, taking in his pinched brows and quaking thighs, pale red dripping down the skin.

"Oh San-ah, what happened?"

He immediately walked towards his dongsaeng, crouching down next to him as the boy looked up at him with glazed over eyes.

"H-help me..."

San choked out, his words making Seonghwa's heart break.

The eldest watched as Wooyoung fell into a full blown panic as his hands hovered around his boyfriend, unsure of what to do.  The mint haired boy looked at his hyung with a scared expression, his bottom lip caught between his teeth.

"Hyung, what's wrong with him! We need to take him to the hospital, this isn't normal!  He's in too much pain, and he's bleeding!  We have to-"

Seonghwa could only nod his head to the younger's flurry of words as he had already noticed the cause of San's problem, knowing they wouldn't make it to the hospital fast enough.

A rush of fear and joy ran throughout his body once he caught sight of the predicament between the boy's legs, casing him to desperately try and hold back a small smile from appearing on his face.

It wasn't really appropriate right now...

"Young-ah, I'm gonna need you to stay calm, okay? He's going to be just fine."

Seonghwa said calmly, placing a reassuring hand against his frantic dongsaeng's shoulder, squeezing lightly.

"Why don't you go grab him a bottle of water, hm?  I bet he's thirsty."

Wooyoung looked at him with worried eyes, but said nothing as he eventually got up and headed towards the kitchen, finally giving his hyung a moment of peace to focus on the hurting boy in front of him.

Seonghwa carefully picked up the younger in his arms, shushing him gently as he finally placed him fully onto the couch.  He positioned him so he was sat against the back cushions, his bare feet touching the floor.

"W-whats going on?"

San looked around with glistening eyes, staring at the older as he kneeled down in front of him, Wooyoung coming to sit next to him with a water bottle in hand.

"Jongho-ah, would you please call Hongjoong for me and tell him and the other boys to come home immediately."

Seonghwa called out to their maknae who was still stood by the door, failing to answer San's question.

"Mingi-ah, could you get me two wet cloths, please? One cold, one hot. Also grab a couple of towels from the closet."

As the dark haired male continued to ignore him, Wooyoung began to tenderly pet through his short hair as he held the bottle of water to his lips, urging him to drink.

He happily excepted the cool beverage, drinking it feverishly as it cooled his parched throat, slowly clearing the fog in his mind and allowing him to think properly.

Although, he had to quickly stop as another painful cramp surged through his body, causing him to choke slightly as he unconsciously gripped at his boyfriend's thigh besides him.

Wooyoung rubbed his hand along the older's spine as he curled forward, his heart shattering at the plethora of tears streaming down his lover's face.

"Hyung, why aren't you answering me!  Am I gonna die? I don't want to die!  I don't want to go..."

San cried out, panting heavily at the pain coursing through his small frame.  He desperately grabbed onto the sleeve of Seonghwa's hoodie as he stared at the male in fear, his flushed skin wet with tears.

The dark haired male cooed at him gently, soothing a cool hand across his heated cheeks as he tried to calm the frantic boy, his other hand rubbing small circles into his shoulder as he pushed him to lay back into the cushions behind him.

"Shhh, shh, it's gonna be okay Sannie, I promise you aren't dying. You're just having a baby, sweetheart."

"W-what?"

San's brain seemingly stopped as he tried to process his hyung's words, a look of confusion spreading across his face.

Wooyoung's reaction to the news was the exact opposite as his eyes widened, a gasp falling past his lips before his look of surprise quickly turned into one of wonder, body vibrating with excitement as he let out a loud screech.

"I'M GONNA BE A DAD!"

Both Jongho and Mingi froze in the doorway of the living room at the yell, the older having dropped all the towels in his arms onto the floor in shock.

Jongho's mouth had fallen open as he held his phone up to his ear, Hongjoong's voice yelling on the other line asking if he had heard Wooyoung right.

"Well hyung, I gotta go.  It looks like I'm becoming an uncle..."

And with that, the maknae simply hung up the call before he could listen to the older lose his shit over the phone, hastily walking with Mingi on his tail towards the trio on the couch.

"Hyung, is he really having a baby?"

Seonghwa nodded at the younger boy's question as he kept his focus on San, the dark haired vocalist still completely silent.

"San-ah, honey are you okay?"

Warm brown eyes stared at him, brimming with a new wave of unshed tears.

"W-what, how-I, I'm not even pregnant!  I can't be having a baby! This isn't possible!"

San cried, breath quickening as he sobbed, fully breaking down.

He and Wooyoung at talked about possibly having kids in the future, the both of them having dreamed of being parents one day. But he honestly didn't think now was the right time!

He wasn't ready to be a mom.

"Hey it's okay, things like this happen sometimes, you couldn't have know any better. Although, I know you don't want to accept it, you are having a baby, San-ah. That's their head right there honey."

Seonghwa had grabbed one of the damp cloths he had asked Mingi for and pressed it between the boy's quivering thighs, easing the burn there.

San felt himself instinctively placing his hand against his hyung's fingers, eyes gazing down at the small tuft of hair that peaked out behind the rag.

He was really having a baby.

"B-but what about our company!  They are gonna be so mad about this!  What if I get fired!  Oh my god, what if they make us disband!  I'm so sor-"

"No, no, no, none of that!"

Wooyoung snapped, grabbing San's chin so the older would look him in the eyes.

"This isn't about me, or Seonghwa hyung, or even the company.  This is about you San.  You need to focus on yourself and not everyone else.  You're the one having a baby right now."

San swallowed at his boyfriend's stern expression, knowing that the younger was right and that he needed to focus on his and his baby's health.

"I-I'm sorry..."

"Aish, you don't need to apologize, San-ah."

Wooyoung huffed as he rolled his eyes, pressing a quick peck to his boyfriend's sweaty temple as he looked at him tenderly.

"How about we finally meet this baby of ours, hm? They seem very eager."

San sighed softly as the younger boy ran his fingers through his short hair, relaxing slightly as Seonghwa and his two other members ran around the dorm, preparing for his unborn baby's entrance.

The eldest had situated himself in between the vocalist's legs, shushing him quickly as he whined and attempted to close them in embarrassment.

He had instructed Wooyoung and Mingi to pull up the young boy's knees to his chest, aiding him so that when the time to push came, he wouldn't have to worry about his legs getting into the way.

Jongho had joined the elder's side on the floor, being the only one (besides Seonghwa) who could handle the sight of blood. He handed the dark haired male a pair of latex gloves as he put on a pair himself, organizing the piles of towels and bowl of warm water he had complied together.

"Alrighty, I think we are all set to go."

Seonghwa chirped brightly as he got himself comfortable on his knees, running a soothing hand along his quivering dongsaeng's thigh.

"San-ah, on the next contraction I want you to push very slowly, okay?"

San breathed in deeply at his hyung's words, body shaking with nerves as if his head had just come to terms with everything going on, making his heart race.

"I-I'm scared..."

Seonghwa looked up at him with tender eyes, a fond smile playing on his lips.

"I know this is really scary for you San-ah, but you're a fighter!  I've never seen you give up on a challenge, and I don't think one little baby is going to be the first exception.  So you are gonna give me a couple good pushes and we are going to finally meet this troublemaker of yours if it's the last we do, okay?"

"You've got this Sannie!"

"You can do it hyung!"

Listening to his members words of encouragement filled him with a newfound energy, making him nod his head at his hyung's words.

"O-okay, I think I'm ready!"

Settling back into the couch, San closed his eyes as he breathed evenly, waiting for a new contraction to begin.

Soon he began to feel the unmistakable tightening gradually spread around his abdomen and took one last deep breath before curling around himself as the pain finally peaked, exhaling slowly as he pushed.

His face twisted up at the horrible feeling, but no sound came from him.  Wooyoung's gentle fingers ran through the hair along his nape as he whispered words of encouragement into his temple, serving as a good distraction.

Seonghwa's low voice could be heard as he counted down from ten for the young boy, signifying when he could take a quick breath before pushing once again.

San began to whine at the intense pressure between his legs but it soon turned into a sharp gasp as he felt his baby's head quickly slip out of his body, bringing with it fluid and relief.

He allowed himself a moment to catch his breath and relax as his pushing came to a sudden halt, watching dazedly as Seonghwa tended to the small head in his hands.

Everyone seemed to be mesmerized as they watched the eldest work, his long gloved fingers scooping mucus out of his baby's mouth before gently wiping down their face with a warm cloth.

San felt his heart squeeze as he finally caught a good glimpse of his and Wooyoung's child, already feeling himself falling.

Although that feeling quickly left as a new contraction swept through his body, signaling for him to begin pushing one again.

He huffed loudly with each push he gave, the shoulders being far more stubborn and painful then the head as they refused to come out.

He knew they were so close, he could feel them edge out before sinking back in after a contraction ended. 

Tears of frustration began to pour down his face as every attempt to push out the remainder of his child turned fruitless, leaving him to sag against the couch in defeat.

"Come on Sannie, you're almost there!"

Wooyoung chirped brightly, eager to keep up the encouragement as he watched his boyfriend struggle.

Seonghwa patted his thigh comfortingly as he gazed up at his dongsaeng, smiling reassuringly.

"Just give me one more, sweetheart. That's all you need."

The young vocalist's head lulled against Wooyoung's shoulder as he stared at his hyung with glassy eyes, swaying side to side slowly.

"I want a burger after this."

San was so delirious from both exhaustion and pain that it was almost as if his brain could now only focus on the rumbling of his stomach rather then the baby half way out of him.

You can't blame him though, he had only eaten breakfast and then proceeded to throw it up a few hours later.  He was allowed to be hungry when he was running on basically nothing!

His members laughed heartily at his comment, seemingly breaking the weird tension that had settled around them as San struggled to push.

If food was gonna act as his motivation, Seonghwa would gladly play along.

"I promise I will buy you a burger once this is over, San-ah."

His hyung pledged, huffing fondly as San looked at him with large eyes, seemingly surprised by his quick agreement.

Who knew that all you had to do to get free food was to have a baby...

"Even a milkshake?"

If Seonghwa was gonna buy him food, he was going to make the best out of this situation.

"Even a milkshake, I'll get you whatever flavor you want. I bet Wooyoung will even throw in some cuddles afterwards to sweeten the deal."

Seeming too good to be true, San eagerly prepared himself for his next contraction, asking Wooyoung and Mingi to hold his legs further back to give him more space to push.

He took a quick breath in before his oncoming contraction reached its climax, baring down harshly into the intense pressure.

His ears popped with how hard he was pushing, but he couldn't find it in him to care as he felt the first shoulder finally make its appearance, it's release filling him with determination.

He quickly come up for a short gulp of air as he had been holding his breath before immediately going back into pushing, face turning red with exertion.

He could hear Wooyoung's loud voice in his ear as his boyfriend began to shout in excitement, the rest of his members soon joining in as the second shoulder appeared.

With one last final push, San slumped against the couch tiredly as the rest of his baby slipped out, relief filling his body.

A shrill cry filled the room, sounding like pure music to his ears as he looked down to Seonghwa's hands that carefully held his small newborn, their chest heaving with each wail.

"It's a girl"

San had never felt his heart burst with so much love as when he had heard that news, tears brimming his eyes as he smiled brightly.

A flood of hormones immediately ran through his system as Seonghwa placed the wiggling girl against his chest, the weight of her being there just feeling absolutely right.

That was his little girl

"Hi sweet pea"

He cooed softly, pressing a tender kiss to his daughter's wet hair as he rubbed along her back soothingly, easing her cries into quiet whimpers

"You really gave Mama a scare, didn't you."

He giggled fondly, looking up at Wooyoung who was perched over his shoulder, his boyfriend completely enamored with the baby on his lover's chest.

The younger instantly captured his lips between his own, poring all the emotions he couldn't describe with words into that one single kiss.

He gradually pulled back, continuing to place soft pecks to the older's lips as he rested their foreheads together, staring down at their daughter.

His own eyes sparkled with tears as he looked at their little girl with such raw affection, not being able to believe that they had created this absolute miracle together.

"God, I love you...both of you so much."

San looked at him with loving eyes, dimples popping out as he practically beamed at the other.

Seonghwa and his other two members watched on fondly, but the eldest began to feel his eye twitch as he realized the absolute mess the living room had become, fingers itching to clean up.

They were just gonna have to put this little family bonding moment on hold.

"Alright love birds, I hate to interrupt this but I think we need to clean up and get these two settled in bed."

Loud groans of annoyance filled the room.

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A couple hours had past and the rest of their absent members had finally come home and been acquainted with their newfound niece, honestly taking the new addition very well as they all immediately fell in love with her at first sight after all the expected effects of surprise had gradually worn off.

Now the family of three were sat comfortably in the privacy of their own bedroom, receiving the peace they deserved after several hours of nonstop chaos.

San had just finished feeding his little girl and was holding her in his lap, tickling her small feet as she wiggled and kicked around, smiling happily up at her parents.

She had his dimples

He sighed tiredly as he laid his head along Wooyoung's shoulder, basking in the hand that came up to run through his hair softly.

"Woo?"

"Mm?"

His boyfriend hummed quietly, signifying he was listening to him even though his eyes were glued to their daughter.

"I just want you to know that I swear I didn't know about her.  You are just gonna have to trus-"

"Hey, hey Sannie look at me."

Wooyoung interrupted, surprising him as he turned to look at his lover, brown eyes curious.

"I'm not mad at you."

"W-wait, you're not?"

San absolutely loved his boyfriend, but he was certain that this whole situation would at least cause some tension within their relationship, due to everything being so sudden and them being unprepared.

"No baby, I may be a little surprised, but I'm not mad. I could never be upset with you over something you didn't know about.  Plus, you know how much I've always wanted a family.  I promise we are gonna get through this together.  You me, and her."

Wooyoung looked at him so fondly as he talked, placing a tender kiss against the older's cheek as one of his dimples popped out, happy that his boyfriend was so supportive of their unexpected new addition.

"She's gonna have so many uncles to spoil her. 

San giggled softly, bending down so he could rub his nose against his daughter's, making her squeak happily as she pawed at her mother's face.

"She practically already had Seonghwa hyung wrapped around her little finger the moment she was born! I've never seen him fall in love so quickly! I honestly feel bad for Hongjoong hyung, his baby fever is gonna be through the roof!"

Wooyoung laughed as he remembered the look of pure love that crossed over his hyung's face as soon as their little girl had slipped into his hands, his eyes practically hearts as he stared at the small newborn.

"Not to mention, but I know for a fact that Atiny is going to love her.  They were already suspicious of our relationship as it is, so it's definitely going to be a surprise for them when they find out that we're together and have a baby.  The fandom's gonna have a heart attack!"

San snorted loudly at his boyfriend antics, hitting against his chest fondly before snuggling ever further into his chest, head tucked underneath his chin.

"I love you"

He whispered quietly to the younger, the words seeming to echoing around the silent room.

"I love you too, both of you."

Wooyoung placed a loving kiss to his temple, holding his lips there as he just basked in his lover's presence, nuzzling into his dark hair.

"I promise that I will always be by your side, all the way until the end."

He murmured into the thick strands, laying his cheek along the top of the older's head as he gazed down at their little girl, their tiny miracle.

"We are family after all."

Author's Notes: For everyone wondering, yes San did get his burger and milkshake in the end...Hongjoong would be the amazing leader he is and go pick it up for him. Also I didn't add this, but Seonghwa would definitely give his turtle to Woosan's daughter and would cry every time he saw her carry it around!

Anyways, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed!