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✖︎Idol: Johnny Suh
✖︎Request: Yesss Hi! I am Johnny anon. I meant the same concept with dad!johnny. Thank you so much!!
✖︎Genre: 18+ , Angst - Fluff - Slight suggestive (literally bare minimum)
✖︎Word Count: 3.2k+
✖︎Synopsis: Finding out your pregnant should be the height of your relationship right? Not when your boyfriend is Johnny Suh and he's at the height of his career. Hiding it is the best option, but how long are you willing to hide it?
✖︎Warnings: insecurity, hidden pregnancy, Johnny actually knows everything, reader is always sick, pregnancy is spoken from personal experiences, slight suggestive at the end
✖︎A/n: The script for this was surprisingly so easy to write, so why did it take me so long to write this? Anywayyy I had a lot of fun, just visualizing this writing while I was working and I like it a lot, I just love the though of daddy suh sue me. if you liked this please reblog, like, or donate to my Ko-Fi in my bio. request are open for NCT, SVT, and Treasure. (the title means Grateful in Korean, and if it doesn't? blame google translate)
“Jisu I can’t do this.” Your hand shook as you looked at the box in the hand, reading the instructions for the umpteenth time since you’ve gotten home 10 minutes away. Too scared to open it, knowing the finality of the situation will really start settling in.
“You can do this, and you will. Are you sure you don’t want me to come over? I can always get my manager to bring me?”
“No, no I’m good. I need to be a good girl and do this.” Taking a deep breath you finally opened the box, shaking out the pregnancy test. Another deep breath and you ripped open the packaging. With the actual test staring directly at you the fear settled back in.
“I can’t do this.” You groaned, placing the pregnancy test on the bathroom counter, placing your head in your hands. “What if he gets upset and leaves me? What if he thinks I’m trying to trap him?”
“You know Johnny better than I do and you know he’d never think that. It takes two to make a baby. He wouldn’t leave you just because of a baby.” Jisu was right. Johnny was never that type of person.
“But what if his company makes him leave me? What if he gets kicked out of the group?”
“Breathe. Just breathe babe. Stop thinking of all the negatives and take the test first okay? It could still be negative.” Sniffling you wiped the stray tears away, nodding your head despite Jisu not being able to see you.
“You’re right. I’m taking it.”
“Good girl. I’ll be right here the whole time.” After a couple more deep breaths you pulled down your pants and picked up the small plastic stick. To think that something so light was going to change your whole life. Taking off the cap you quickly peed on it, washing your hands and unmuting Lia.
“I did it.” You sat in silence waiting for the timer to be up.
“What will you do if it’s positive? You know Johnny would never hate you because of this.”
“I don’t know. I know I’ll have to tell him.” The timer went off, signaling that the results were up. As you picked up the test you felt as if ice cold water had been dumped on you, running through your veins and forcing your stomach to turn. Dropping in front of the toilet you gagged, vomiting up your lunch unable to answer Jisu who kept calling your name. After your stomach finally emptied you sat with your back against the wall, clutching your phone in your hand.
“Babe I’ll be okay. It’s not the end of the world, and you’ll always have me and the rest of the girls. Yeji and Ryujin have been asking about you, they care for you too.” You were about to respond when your phone rang, a ringtone that Johnny had spent shortly after your 3rd date.
“Johnny just texted me. What should I do?”
“Are you going to tell him now?”
“I can’t do it over the phone. What if he just decides to not come home after I tell him?”
“Babe, Johnny would never do that to you, and you know that. I gotta go, my manager just arrived and Yeji’s yelling at Yuna.” Sighing, you quickly said your goodbyes to Jisu, hanging up the phone and feeling your nerves creep in again as silence fell over the bathroom. A quick glance at your phone caused you to smile.
We are still on for date night tonight? I know work has been stressing you out and we should really get out, you know to help relieve your stress ;)
Such a sweet text from Johnny makes your heart flutter out of control. Tonight, it just makes you feel worse. Logically you know that Johnny would never hate you over this, it takes two people to make a baby, and Johnny with his breeding kink would probably be ecstatic over it. But neither of you have actually talked about starting a family. It’s been mentioned in passing during your first couple of months of dating, a fleeting thought about your future, but this is different. The both of you were well off, able to afford a comfortable sized one bedroom apartment with a nice sized kitchen and living room. But could you emotionally afford a child?
More often than not Johnny’s side of the bed is cold, dust collecting on his side of the room due to his career. If it wasn’t due to him being forced to stay in the dorms because of a comeback, it was back to back shows that were keeping him away, or the tours that kept him away from home for months. What will happen with his career? Johnny is too profitable for the company to just kick him out, but wouldn’t he get in trouble for this? It took him two years to even be allowed to publicly date you, and it’s only been a couple months since they’ve allowed you to come to one of his shows as his official girlfriend. What would happen after the baby comes?
Taking a deep breath you tried to calm your racing thoughts and just text Johnny back.
I’m feeling sick. I’m sorry baby, don’t think I can do date night tonight.
Our next show is in a couple days so they won’t mind if I sneak off back home. I’ll bring you some soup and medicine love. Be there in 30 minutes
Rolling your eyes you shot him a quick ‘I love you’ before standing up off the floor. Looking in the mirror you quickly turned on the cold water, splashing it over your face in hopes that it would help. Johnny would take one look at you and instantly know that something was wrong, he might know that anyone just because he’s Johnny and seems to have a sixth sense when it comes to you. Another look in the mirror and you decided you looked good enough. Grabbing the pregnancy test you walked back into your shared bedroom, looking around for the best hiding spot for the test.
Where would Johnny not look?
You could hide it under the pillow, but that's disgusting, it's a stick you peed on. Maybe in one of your hoodies? That wouldn’t work either, most of your hoodies are actually stolen from Johnny. What if it was the day that Johnny wanted that specific one back? Walking over to your night stand, you quickly put it underneath one of the stray books that had started to reside there. Your stomach turned again as you hid the test, but you swallowed the urge to gag. Grabbing some spare clothes, and heading back into the bathroom for a quick shower.
Steam filled the bathroom as the hot water hit your skin, bringing you a little sense of relief. While scrubbing your arms your thoughts went back to Johnny. The biggest negative in your mind is Johnny’s career. Thinking back to when his fans sent multiple hate messages to both Johnny and you when they found out about your relationship. A majority of them were supportive of your relationship, grateful that Johnny had found someone to care for him and that loved him even more than they did. But there were some of them that slipped past the lines of supportive fans, sending hate messages about how you weren’t good enough for Johnny, and how his career would go down the drain now that his fans knew that he was no longer available.
What if there weren’t any supporters for your pregnancy? Of course your friends in Itzy would support you, Jisu standing by your side even while you took the test, but what if the Neos didn’t support you? A baby would change the group dynamic a lot, especially with Johnny being one of the oldest members. The younger members looked up and depended on him, what if they got upset due to him being unreliable because of the baby?
“Baby?” Three trill knocks on the bathroom door caused you to shriek, before the door opened only showing Johnny. “You’ve been in here for a while. Are you okay?” You quickly nodded your head before telling Johnny to leave the bathroom, Johnny only laughed at you, before closing the door quietly behind him. Sighing you quickly washed the soap from your body, followed by your scrambling to dry yourself and put on some clothes. You didn’t know just how long Johnny was waiting while you took a shower, and you felt bad for causing him to wait, knowing that he came all this way to make sure you felt better.
“Have you taken any medicine?” Johnny didn’t give you the opportunity to answer, knowing you better than that. He handed you a small shot glass filled with bright pink liquid. “I know you didn’t. Take it then try and eat something, you’ll feel better.” A whine started to crawl it’s way out of your throat but the look that Johnny shot you made you sigh instead, taking the liquid back like a shot. The taste of artificial bubble gum made you gag, but thankfully it wasn’t anything serious. “Come on. I got you some kimchi jjigae, it always makes you feel better.”
What would you do without Johnny? The nerves still running through your veins slowly dimmed throughout the evening, an evening filled with Johnny caring for you - he would make such a great dad if he’s already that intune to your needs - by forcing you to drink water, pulling you into bed beside him making sure that you were comfortable before putting on your favorite movie. By the time you fell asleep, safely and warm in Johnny’s arms, all of your nerves were gone and the thought of your pregnancy was pushed to the back of your mind.
You truly thought that you would be able to hide your pregnancy for much longer. There were no visible or physical symptoms besides the vomiting on the night you found out, but that was mainly due to nerves. No appointment to the obstetrician has been made yet - having a professional tell you about your pregnancy made it more real - so you still weren’t sure how far along you were. It’s been two weeks since you found out, and your anxious thoughts were starting to eat you alive. How would Johnny react now if you told him? You waited for so long. What if Johnny thought that it wasn’t his baby?
“Aye Doyoung’s back with the food.” The raucous cheering in the room caused you to jump, remembering just where you were. Their manager only gave you a strange look before turning back to watch the boys. 127 decided to do a random mukbang live, and Johnny had you tag along, so you were just sitting behind the camera, safely out of view from their fans and listening to their conversation. Doyoung sat down, gently placing the three gigantic bags of food down in the middle of the circle they had made on the practice room floor. After all of the food was removed from the floor and placed haphazardly on the floor they removed the tops, Haechan whined over their long wait caused by Doyoung, leading to all of the boys laughing and trying to calm the two so that they could eat. By the time everyone was calm enough and digging into the food your stomach had started to roll, the smell of the chicken caused you to gag. Covering your mouth with your hand you tried to disguise it as a yawn, hoping that no one would think too much of it.
But after five minutes of trying to hide your disgust, you could feel yourself begin to gag again, accompanied with your eyes water. Jumping up you hastily left the room, trying your best to be quiet but the sound of your frantic footsteps could still be picked up on the live, followed by the sound of the practice room door shutting. All of the Neos instantly looked at Johnny, concern written all over their faces.
“So sorry guys, looks like one of our managers got sick. I’ll go check on them. Don’t miss me too much.” Winking overdramatically at the camera Johnny stood up, promptly following you. It wasn’t too hard to find you, the closest bathroom was only three doors down from the practice room. Johnny actually started to get worried when he opened the bathroom door, hearing your violent groans and gagging. Opening the stall door, Johnny felt a sense of dread hover over him at the sight of you hunched over the toilet. Squatting down behind you Johnny held your hair out of your face with one hand, rubbing your back with the other, patiently waiting for you to stop throwing up.
After Johnny helped you up to the sink so that you could wash your mouth he placed his head on your forehead and cheeks.
“You’re burning up.” Pushing his hand away you shook your head, trying to dispute it but you felt dizzy, slightly falling into Johnny’s arms.
“I’m fine. Go back to your live, I’ll be fine.” Johnny only shook his head, before pulling out his phone and sending a quick text that he was taking you home with a fever. Some time after getting into the car you passed you, or at least you were delirious. You don’t really know, only remember waking up hearing Johnny rummaging around, muttering something about medicine. You only rolled over, allowing yourself to fall asleep once more.
The next time you woke up Johnny was forcing you to sit up, ignoring all of your weak attempts to fight him and whining over being tired.
“Take some medicine and you can go back to sleep. Please baby? You’ll feel better.” Johnny would normally melt if you looked at him with your doe eyes and a pout on your lips but he knew you needed to take this medicine.
“Promise?” Johnny’s heart dropped at that. How could you be so cute while so sick?
“Promise.” Holding the spoonful of medicine to your lips Johnny sighed when you opened your mouth and happily took it, only whining slightly before he placed a cold glass of water to your lips. You drank that gratefully before he allowed you to lay back down, placing a kiss on your forehead as your eyes closed.
Taking care of you when you are sick might be harder than taking care of a child. At that thought Johnny looked back over at you, sitting on the edge of the bed. Placing his hand on your flat stomach Johnny rubbed it softly, causing you to sigh in your sleep before snuggling closer to his heat.
Were you actually pregnant? The pregnancy test sitting in your night stand beside your medicine said so, but you hadn’t mentioned anything to Johnny about it yet. Why didn’t you tell him yet? Your ‘mysterious illnesses’ probably have something to do with that. The thought of you being pregnant with his baby caused his heart to grow, and a warmth to settle over him. His baby. He was going to be a dad. As excited as he was, he knew that you needed to come to him with this yourself. He didn’t want you to feel pressured, and it was going to be hard to hide his excitement but he would do the best he could. Placing a kiss on your stomach Johnny stood up, he had a lot of planning to do.
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Today was the day. You needed to tell Johnny you were pregnant. Jisu had chewed you out last night over the fact that you still hadn’t told him, and your symptoms were starting to pick up. Your bladder felt as if it was going to constantly explode every two seconds, no matter how much or little water you drank, heartburn was a bitch that decided to cause you consistent pain after eating, no matter what you eat, and nausea had started causing you to turn away from some of your favorite foods. In other words, it was becoming more noticeable and you couldn’t keep hiding it.
That’s you ended up corralling Johnny on the couch, him watching you carefully while you paced around in front of you. How aggressively you were pacing you wouldn’t be surprised if your neighbors below you started to hate you.
“Baby whatever it is, it can’t be that bad right? Or did you murder someone in that case I might have to leave.” You flipped Johnny off, ignoring his bad excuse of a joke in favor of taking a deep breath. It’d be better if you just blurted it out right? Why build it up? Just let it rip.
“I’m pregnant.” Tears instantly started pricking at your eyes, expecting some crazy reaction from Johnny. Maybe he’d be mad? Or sad that you ruined his career?
“I already knew.” That forced you to stop in your tracks, mouth dropping open at Johnny’s air of casualness that showed that he was being serious.
“What?”
“I found the test after you got sick? Remember, you vomited at the SM building then pretty much passed out on the way home. I don’t have any medicine here, all of it is in your nightstand, which by the way was an awful place to hide a pregnancy test.”
“Why wouldn’t you say anything? I’ve been worried over how to tell you for weeks. Jisu cussed me out over it last night.” Johnny chuckled a little at that revelation. The revelation you were having is that you might have the worst baby father in the world.
“I didn’t want to force you to tell me. But,” Johnny stood up, walking around the coffee table and placing his hands around your waist, “I’m excited to be starting a family with you.” A quick peck to your lips caused your cheeks to heat up, a bright smile spreading across your lips.
“Really?” Johnny nods excitedly, his smile matching yours.
“I’ve always wanted to be a dad. Knowing that you’re the one carrying my baby is a dream come true.” You couldn’t hold yourself back from jumping on Johnny, who only laughed as your legs wrapped around his waist. Leaning forward Johnny placed a sweet kiss on your lips, longer than the one that you previously had. Having this weight off of your shoulders you could finally feel grateful for your blessing. You could finally look at baby names, or start planning for a nursery.
“You're healthy right?” Raising your eyebrows you nodded your head slowly, suspicious of Johnny’s random question.
“Yea? Why?” Johnny hands slides from where it was supporting your back down to your ass, gripping it gently. “Really John?” He only poked out his lips in a pout, making sure to give you his best puppy dog eyes. Rolling your eyes you only placed a peck on his lips.
“Let’s reenact the night you got pregnant.” Johnny wiggled his eyebrows causing you to laugh.
“You’re disgusting. Lead the way.” He didn’t need to be told twice, Johnny hastily walked to the bedroom, sparing valuable time in order to kiss you as much as possible.
How could he be any more grateful when he had you by his side?