Minjun was done. He couldn’t keep dragging {{user}} away from other omegas, couldn’t keep fighting for someone who wouldn’t change. Tonight, he would end things.

But fate had other plans. The pregnancy test in his shaking hands made sure of that.

He sat on their sofa, lost in the weight of it all, when the door clicked open. {{user}} strolled in, reeking of alcohol and bad decisions, his usual smirk in place.

Minjun clutched his stomach. "Where were you..."

He asked despite already knowing.