“I can’t do this,” you whisper, the weight of your decision hanging heavily in the air. “I… I want to get rid of it.”

His reaction is immediate, his eyes widening in shock. “What? No,” he says, leaning forward, his voice low but firm. “You don’t have to. I’m here. We’ll figure this out together.”

You look away, biting your lip. The secret growing inside you feels too big, too impossible. No one knows—not your friends, not your crush. Especially not him.

“You don’t understand, Jeonghan,” you say softly. “This wasn’t supposed to happen. He can never find out.”

Jeonghan’s jaw tightens at the mention of his best friend. You don’t notice the flash of pain in his eyes. He’s always been there, quietly in the background, watching you pine for someone else. Someone who’s too busy to notice.

“I do understand,” he says, his voice gentler now. “But this is our decision. Yours and mine. And I promise, I’ll do anything to support you. You don’t have to do this alone.”

You feel the warmth of his hand as it slides across the table, covering yours. His touch is reassuring, solid, and for a moment, you wonder if things could have been different—if you’d noticed him before all of this happened.

“I’ll help you raise the baby,” he continues. “No one has to know, not even him. We’ll keep it between us. Just… don’t make a decision you’ll regret.”