❦︎ 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐊𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 ❦︎

𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 - 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠

And I found love where it
wasn't supposed to be

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬:
~ 𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠
~ 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐮
~ 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨 ♡︎

❦︎

"Okay everyone, don't forget to
finish the homework by next Tuesday.
I don't expect you to do it on the
weekend but since it's my
last week next week, I don't
want to scold anyone"

Minho smiled at his students
as they nodded and noted it
down in their calendars.

They were all so sweet and nice,
the ravenette was really lucky
to teach such a great class and
he'd for sure miss the kids a lot.

Becoming a teacher had always
been his dream, he loved kids
and he loved the feeling of
helping them prepare for a
good future so he was actually
a bit sad that he'd take a leave
now for quite a while.

But on the other hand he really
needed and deserved that break now,
everyday it got a little more
exhausting to work while
carrying a baby as well.

And he absolutely and undoubtedly
looked forward to holding his own
child in his arms in a few weeks.

He smiled as he watched his students
leave as they laughed and chatted
together and packed his own
things together so he wouldn't
leave anything behind.

"Mr Lee?"

"Oh Hyejin!
Is something wrong?"

But the little girl only looked up at
her teacher with big curious eyes as
she played with the hem of her skirt,
not minding at all that she was
the last one in the classroom.

"Mr Lee, is Mr Han the daddy
of your baby?"

"H-huh? I- uh..
..Why don't you ask
Mr Han yourself, hm?
For now you should hurry,
your friends are probably
already eating and today is
omelet for lunch, the queue
is always long for that"

Minho stuttered as he tried
to overcome the shock he
had just gotten.

"Okay! Bye bye Mr Lee!"

Before the ravenette could
say anything else, Hyejin had
already hopped away with a
smile on her face, humming
Dreamcatcher's whistle happily.

"That was close.
Let's go get some lunch now,
your daddy is probably
already waiting for us"

Minho chuckled as he ran his
hand over his cute baby bump,
his eyes sparkling when he felt
a soft kick against his palm.

He grabbed his bag and carefully
swung it over his shoulder,
taking his book in his other
hand and waddled to the
teacher's room.

He was glad that most of the kids
were having lunch right now so
the corridors were mostly empty,
no children running around so no
risk of someone crashing in his belly.