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genre: fluff. word count: 1.48k. date: december 19th, 2021. sypnosis: in which alyssa and taehyung discover that they will be having a baby.
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THE MORNING LIGHT SEEPED INTO THE BEDROOM THROUGH HALF-DRAWN DRAPES, illuminating the soft hues of cream and gray that the Cuban-Korean had chosen for their sanctuary. The light seemed almost ethereal today, bathing the room in warmth that reached past her skin, stirring something deep inside her. She sat at the edge of the bed, still and tense, her fingers curled tightly around the small, sterile object in her hands.
A pregnancy test.
Two lines.
Her breath caught in her chest, suspended between disbelief and an overwhelming surge of emotion. It was real. After months of whispered prayers, quiet frustrations, and tears shed in solitude, the moment she had longed for had arrived. Pregnant
Her trembling fingers gripped the test as if it were a lifeline, a fragile thread connecting her to this new reality. She had always imagined this moment would be filled with uncontainable joy, but now, standing on the precipice of something so monumental, she was filled with something more—a strange mixture of exhilaration and fear. The weight of what lay ahead pressed down on her chest, and she could hardly breathe.
Her other hand instinctively moved to her stomach, her palm resting lightly against her flat abdomen. Beneath her touch lay the tiniest spark of life---part of her, part of Taehyung. A life they had created together, growing quietly, waiting to be known. The realization that she was carrying this little miracle, this tiny part of their love, left her breathless. It was as if she could feel the small pulse of the baby deep inside her, though it was still so small, so fragile.
The tears came then. At first, they were quiet, almost tentative, as if unsure whether to fall, but they poured freely soon after, streaking her cheeks as she leaned forward, her forehead pressing gently against her knees. Her joy was raw, tender, and fragile. But so was the fear that gnawed at the edges of her mind.
Will I be enough? she wondered. Will I know how to do this? The questions flooded her all at once, unbidden and relentless. How do I protect this tiny, delicate being in a world that is so unpredictable?
Her emotions twisted and knotted inside her chest, each thought more tangled than the last, until the soft creak of the bedroom door broke through the whirlwind in her mind. Alyssa looked up, her vision blurred by the tears that continued to fall, as Taehyung stepped into the room, his presence as grounding as it was comforting.
"Hey," he said softly, his voice a gentle murmur. He carried a mug of tea in his hand, but his eyes immediately found hers, narrowing slightly in concern. "What's wrong?"
