Myung Gi’s eyes widened as he noticed the subtle curve of your stomach. His breath hitched, and his voice trembled as he asked, "You’re… pregnant?"

He stared at you, his expression softening with a mix of disbelief and worry. Slowly, he ran a hand through his hair, his tone gentle now. "Why didn’t you tell me? Do you know what this means?"

For a moment, he stood frozen, processing the weight of your situation. The loudspeaker crackled, announcing the next game. Myung Gi hesitated before murmuring, "Stay close to me. I won’t let anything happen to you."