Hello! Are you still doing requests? If so, could you write about MC telling the RFA + Minor Trio that she’s pregnant? Sorry if this have been requested already, I didn’t see in the masterlist and it’s one of my favorite scenarios! Thanks in advance!!! :D PS: It could be in a really cute way, like giving them a gift box with baby shoes or something… PS2: I really like your writing! Thank you for your headcanons!!!

yoosungiib:

Of course I can, honey! Thank you so much. I made the decision to take Jaehee out of this one, only because I couldn’t think of a way to do this for her. I realize that her and MC could have made the decision to get a sperm donor, but in that case, I think Jaehee would have had to know, and there wouldn’t have been a way for MC to surprise Jaehee with the news of being pregnant. If I got this completely wrong, I apologize, and when requests are open, you can request for me to do Jaehee’s, but for now I’ve decided to keep her out. Thank you so much, hun, and I hope you enjoy it!!

Also, I totally looked up cute ideas for pregnancy announcements (* >ω<)

RFA(-Jaehee) + Minor Trio MC telling them she is pregnant

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Yoosung

  • Every morning before he goes to work, Yoosung likes to have his morning coffee in his favorite LOLOL mug, even if his isn’t able to play the game as much now since he is working. 
  • However, he’s quite surprised when instead of placing his mug down in front of him, you put down a baby bottle. 
  • He sighs, rubbing his temple and looking up at you with an exasperating look. “Did Seven put you up to this? Honey, you know I don’t like being called a baby! I’m a man!”
  • You giggle, shaking your head. “No, sweetie, the bottle isn’t for you.”
  • “Not for me? Then why do you have…”
  • His words trail as he looks at you smiling, your cheeks a bright pink. “MC,” he says softly, hesitantly looking at your stomach then back up at you. “Are you pregnant?”
  • You confirm it for him nodding your head, and you squeal as he suddenly jumps up from his chair, grabbing you and starts spinning you around. You giggle, wrapping your arms around his necks and letting him continue to spin you around.
  • Yoosung sets you down, slowly backing you against the kitchen counter and kissing you gently. He pulls back, his hand in your hair tugging at a few locks tenderly. 
  • “How long have you known?” he asks.
  • “Two weeks. I took a test then went to the doctors and they confirmed it for me.”
  • Yoosung smiles and kisses you again, letting his lips linger against yours. “This is wonderful, honey! I’m so happy.” 
  • Seconds later, Yoosung is sending a picture of you and him holding the baby bottle to the RFA chat, with the caption, ‘Get ready for the littlest member!!~”

Zen

  • You waited anxiously for Zen to come home from rehearsals. On the couch, a wide smile on your face, you bounced your knee up and down and clutched the package you wrapped to your chest; the package was a T-Shirt you had gotten for Zen to announce you were pregnant.
  • After what felt like ages of waiting, Zen finally came home, and the moment he was through the door, you were jumping off the couch and running to him into his arms. He chuckled as he caught you, lifting you from the ground and carrying inside before carefully setting you on the couch and sitting next to you. 
  • The package had now been moved to the ground. Zen pulled you into a tighter embrace, wrapping his arms snug around you and tucking your head underneath his chin. “You must have really missed me, Jagi. Don’t worry, princess, I’m home now.”
  • Zen nearly made a comment about how surprised he was to see you so happy since last night and this morning you were really upset and grumpy. He didn’t, but he’d be finding out soon just why you were having mood changes. 
  • He noticed the package on the ground, and when you saw that his eyes had drifted to the package, you let out an excited, “Oh!” and picked it up, handing it to him. “This is for you.”
  • “Is it fanmail? I thought I opened everything yesterday.”
  • “Nope, this is from me,” you grin. He smirks a little, cocking a brow before tearing apart the wrapping paper. Inside is a black T-shirt, and he pulls it out, turning it around so he can see the writing.
  • In bold, white letters, it reads, ‘Best Dad Ever!’ He stares at it confused before it finally dawns on him and he makes the same noise as his shook emoji, looking back and forth from you and the shirt. You giggle when he throws the shirt and grabs you, pulling you towards him into a hug, his arms going around you and squeezing. “Oh, Jagi, Jagi, Jagi, I’m so happy! This is wonderful news! We have to tell everyone— oh my god. I have to tell my fans— wait would you rather tell the RFA first? Oh god, I’m so excited. I’m gonna be a father, and you’re going to be a mother.”
  • Zen smashed his lips against yours in a passionate kiss, holding your face as he pulls back and gives you a toothy grin. “I promise you, MC, I will be the best father possible. And I promise before our child is born, we will marry, and we will seal things.” He kisses you again, this time much more gentler, and his hand just hovering over your stomach. “You have no idea how happy I am.”

Jumin

  • Jumin never purchased a collar for Elizabeth the 3rd since he never saw it necessary considering he never lets her leave the house. After the whole incident with her escaping, he considered it, but in the end decided not to and just tightened his security and set up more cameras around the building.
  • So he was very surprised when he came out of his office and saw Elizabeth on the couch, and a pink collar with a note tied to it with a red ribbon around her neck. He scrunched his brow and called for you. “Darling,” he starts, taking a hold of your hand. “Did you get Elizabeth a collar?”
  • “I did. Look what’s tied to her collar. You should check it out!” you say gleefully. Though a little confused, Jumin kneels before Elizabeth and carefully unties the small note from the collar.
  • Slowly, he unravels the paper. Before he can read it, you sweetly tell, “Read it out loud, please, honey.” He gives you a small smile and nods before reading:
  • “I’m going to be a big sister.” He looks at you with the same confused expression on his face. “Darling, what does this mean?” You giggle, kneeling besides him and Elizabeth. With one hand petting Elizabeth and the other running through Jumin’s raven hair, you smile and ask him what he thinks it means. “Well, for Elizabeth to be a sister, we would have to have another cat, a smaller kitten maybe, or you’d be implying that—“
  • He stops suddenly, removing his hand from Elizabeth and dropping the paper, quickly turning to you. You let out a loud laugh as gapes at you. “My love, are you…?”
  • You nod delving both of your hands into his hair, tugging gently on his trenches. He lets out a small and happy laugh, and wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you in for a hug. He rests his cheek on the top of your head, one hand sprawled on your back and the other on your hip. 
  • “This is wonderful, daring, I’m so happy that you’re with child.”
  • You and Jumin decide to wait until you are at least four months pregnant before telling the RFA and the public of your pregnancy. Though you are able to keep the news from the public a secret for awhile, a certain hacker is quick to discover and spill the beans to the RFA. 

Seven/Saeyoung

  • Seven was busy at work on his computer, meaning this was the only time for you to go into the bedroom and fill the room with pink and blue balloons. The pink balloons read, ‘girl?’ and the blue balloons read, ‘boy?’
  • You thought this was a very creative and cute way to announce your pregnancy to Seven considering what a goofy guy your husband is. 
  • Vanderwood helped you in making sure Seven did not leave his computer, and he wouldn’t let Seven leave until you gave ‘the call’ for him. 
  • When you were satisfied with the amount of balloons in the room, you call for Seven to come into the bedroom. You take out your phone and get ready to record his response too. 
  • “I’m coming, honey!~” you hear him shout, and then you hear loud footsteps approaching the room. Bouncing on your toes and giggling like a child, you greet him when he enters the room, stopping in the doorway and his jaw dropping. 
  • “Hi, honey! What do you think of my balloons?”
  • Being so smart, he figures it out right away, and you let out a shriek as he pummels towards you, causing you to drop your phone as he lifts you up and spins you around before settling you down, cupping your face and kissing you repeatedly on your lips. 
  • He grabs your hand and pulls you out the room, and you follow happily, still giggling in the meanwhile. Seven first goes to the living room where Saeran is sitting eating ice cream and watching TV. “I’m going to be a daddy!” Seven shouts more than once. Saeran looks up a you guys, giving a small thumbs up before turning his attention back towards the tv.
  • Seven then drags you to find Vanderwood, who is in your bedroom already trying to get rid of the balloons. “I’m going to be a daddy!” Seven shouts louder this time.
  • “I’m aware.”
  • Seven then drags you out of the bunker and out into the streets. He releases your hand and throws his head back, screaming towards the sky, “I’M GOING TO BE A DADDY!”
  • Everyone, who he can tell, knows about your pregnancy immediately, and from the moment you told him you were pregnant he is planning for the baby. He starts baby proofing the house, making new gadgets for the baby, and thinking of names. Seven is very excited to be a father, and very excited for this new chapter in his life, as you can tell.

V

  • V had just finished his latest painting when you approached him in the studio, holding a box in your hands and a wide smile on your face. He grins, walking over to you and giving you a hug before asking you what’s in the box. 
  • “I have a puzzle for us to do. Will you come build it with me please?”
  • V happily agrees to build the puzzle with you, and he allows you to lead him to the kitchen table where you dump the pieces out.
  • The puzzle takes about twenty minutes for you guys to do, and when it’s finished, V is staring down at the puzzle in shock.
  • The puzzle is pink with bold letters saying, ‘I’m pregnant.’ He looks up at you to see a few of what he can only guess is happy tears dripping down your face. 
  • “You’re pregnant? Oh, sweetheart, this is wonderful,” V says, pulling you in for a hug. 
  • V announces your pregnancy to the RFA and to the public by painting a picture of you pregnant, even if you aren’t showing yet in person, and everyone is so excited for you guys, willing to help you guys, and wanting to be a part of the child’s life.

Saeran/Unknown

  • You smiled to yourself as you rubbed your stomach, the babies bump yet to be visible. You finished stacking the ice cream cartons on top of each other, glued the paper sign to cardboard, then carried everything to Searan who sat on the couch watching tv.
  • He looked up when he heard your soft giggling, and his mint eyes widened when he saw what looked to be four cartons of ice cream.
  • He watched as you set them down on the coffee table and waited for a reaction from him. Eyeing you and the ice cream, he slowly reached over and grasped the small cardboard from on top of one of the cartons. 
  • Saeran stared at the sign for about two minutes, not saying a word, just looking at it and reading it over. The ‘sign’ was 5×6, the words, ‘If I’m going to get fat so are you!’ written in pink and blue letters, and a small babies bottle drawn at the bottom.
  • “So,” you say, laughing awkwardly. “What do you think?”
  • “I don’t get it,” he says simply, looking up from the sign at you, shrugging his shoulders. He then tosses the sign on the couch and goes for one of the cartons of ice cream. “Ice cream doesn’t get me fat, I already eat a lot of it. And you’re not fat so this doesn’t make sense.”
  • You laugh lightly, picking up the sign once again and handing it back to him. “Read it a couple more times.”
  • Rolling his eyes, he takes the sign from your hand, pauses the TV so he can concentrate on reading the sign and figuring out just what it is you want him to find.
  • He squints, bringing the sign in front of his eyes more. “What do you mean by you’re ‘going to get fat’? And why are you smiling like that?”
  • “Saeran,” you saw sweetly, grinning and unable to keep it from him anymore. It was a sweet idea for telling him of your pregnancy, but he doesn’t seem to exactly get it, and you can’t bare to withhold the information from him any longer. You slowly reach out for his hand, in which he slowly gives you his, eyeing you curiously as you squeeze him. He gasps a little when he sees what looks to be a single tear slip from the corner of your eye. He’s about to ask what’s wrong, but finally, you tell him. “I’m pregnant.”
  • He is speechless; his jaw drops and his eyes widen. He drops your hand and steps backwards, mumbling incoherently but never taking his eyes off of you. You frown as he sits down, dropping his head into his hands. “S-Saeran? Are you ok?” you ask nervously.
  • With your excitement over the wonderful news, you seemingly forgot that there would be a high chance of Saeran having a small breakdown or panic attack. And now realizing that and watching him start to pull out of his hair, mumbling to himself and rocking a little on the couch, you start to panic, biting your nails and panting a little. 
  • “I’m going to be a father, I’m going to be a father, holy shit, I’m going to be a father,” he mumbles. You nod though he isn’t looking at you anymore, and you start to pace back and forth around the living room. You cry a little hormones running higher than normal now pregnant and frantically wipe at your tears. However, you’re unable to stop yourself. 
  • Was telling him so soon a bad idea? Should you have talked to Seven first? Maybe instead of focusing on a cute and funny way to announce it, I should have focused on a way to tell him without freaking him out. Oh god, oh god, what have I done?
  • But suddenly you felt a warm pair of hands on your shoulders, stopping you from walking around the room. You look up and to your surprise you see Saeran, tears running down his face but a broad smile. He gulps, sniffles, gurgles a little due to the amount of tears he’s shedding, but hey, the same is for you. Slowly, with his voice cracking, he musters, “I’m going to be a father? We’re really having a baby?”
  • You nod rapidly and wrap your arms around his neck. He pulls you into a bone crushing hug but after a second, quickly pulls back and apologizes if that type of hug is too rough for you now that you’re pregnant. He slowly touches your stomach though it isn’t showing, running his thumb across and over your belly button. “Do… do you think I can do it? Do you think I can be a good father?”
  • “I know you will be a good father, Saeran. You’ll be an excellent one.”
  • “I’m scared, MC. I’m really scared.” You nod slowly, cupping his cheek then bending on your tippy toes to kiss his cheek. 
  • “I know you are, Saeran. So am I. But we can do this, we are in this together. We will be wonderful parents, and we will give this child a wonderful life— a life neither of us got. I know we will.” The two of you shared a few ‘I love you’s’ before going to the bedroom to cuddle and discuss how you guys are going to tell Seven and the rest of the RFA.

Vanderwood

  • You were not sure to be honest how Vanderwood would react to you being pregnant. He has expressed a few times to you how he does not like kids very much, but he would like his own child right? 
  • You guys did not plan this pregnancy, but surely he’d be happy. Emotions running high, you bite back the tears that are already threatening to spill and look down at the small package in your hand. You’ve wrapped the pregnancy test with a small note inside. You smile at it, your stomach, take a deep breath and go to Vanderwood who sits at the table doing work.
  • He gives you a small smile when you sit besides him, but he doesn’t stop his work. That is until you gently rest your hand on his forearm to stop him. “What is it, MC?” he asks, a little aggravated that you’ve stopped him.
  • “I have something for you,” you say sweetly, handing him the gift. He eyes it carefully before huffing, leaning back in his chair and tearing open the gift.
  • He pulls out the pregnancy test and note and holds them in both hands. He stares at the pregnancy test in his right hand, then looks at the note in his left hand reading, ‘You’re gonna have to find a place to hide your taser. You’re gonna be a daddy!’
  • He just stares at it for awhile, not saying a word; just sitting there, contemplating what it is that he’s holding.
  • Gulping, the brim of your eyes burning as you withhold your tears, however, you can feel the tears beginning to slip. “Are you mad?” you whisper.”
  • “No.”
  • “Are you ok?”
  • “I don’t know.” 
  • A couple tears slip and you quickly wipe at them. You bow your head, your shoulders shaking and you try to stop and calm yourself down. “I-I’m sorry, I know we didn’t plan this. I really don’t know how this happened since w-we’ve always been so careful. I’m so sorry, Vanderwood, I—“
  • He stops you by placing his lips gently against yours, slowly kissing you, lovingly. He pulls back, a gentle grasp on your chin. “Hey, calm down now,” he says softly. “I’m not upset. I’m happy, really. This is a shock and not something I was expecting. But I’m not upset. I think this is great.”
  • “Really?” you ask, a smile gracing your features. He chuckles, wrapping his arm around you and pulling your chair closer to his.
  • “Yes, really.”
  • Seven is the first to know about your pregnancy, and he doesn’t find out till you are about 7 months and Vanderwood starts bringing you to the bunker though he doesn’t think it’s particularly safe for a pregnant woman because he doesn’t feel comfortable leaving you very pregnant alone at home. 
  • Though it may not seem like it considering the stoic look on his face, Vanderwood is truly excited and truly pleased to be having a child with you.

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