You opened the door to see Mark standing there, looking beyond worried. He wrapped his arms around you as tears once again start to roll down your eyes.
"____!" said Mark as he tried to comfort you. "What's wrong? I tried reaching you all day, but you never answered."
"Mark!" you cried. "I have something important to tell you." You walked away and sat at the couch and Mark followed.
"What's wrong?" he asked, wiping your tears away.
"I'm pregnant."
He froze. "What?"
"I'm pregnant!"
"With who!?"
"With you! You idiot! Who else!?"
"But I was careful!"
You threw the pillow at Mark. "Well not careful enough!" you yelled at him.
"Okay, okay!'" He wiped your tears away again. "____, don't worry. I will take care of you and our baby."
"I'm an 18 year old who's pregnant! My mom is going to kill me! And how can you take care of me, when you have concerts and tours!? This is too much for a 21 year old to handle!"
"I can handle it! What are you going to do? We don't have any other choices!"
"Abor-"
"No! I don't want to hear it."
"Mark, this is going to be all over social media! JYP will explode!"
"I can handle it. Trust me. I know you're stressing out about this, but to be honest, I'm excited about this. I'm going to be a dad and the best part, you are my baby's mom. You're going to be great as a mother."
"How am I going to tell my mom?"
"I'll go with you."
"She'll kill you."
"I'll be okay." He got up and took your and and pulled you up. You guys went into the car and he drove you over to your mom's house. Along the way, he placed one hand on the wheel and other holding your hand. "I'll protect you. It's okay."
You guys arrived at your mom's house. She was happy to see the both of you. The three of you sat on the couch. "Eomma," you said, scared.
"What is it?" she smiled.
"Eomma, I'm 4 weeks pregnant."
"What!?" she yelled, looking scary. "You're pregnant!? 10 weeks!?" She turned to Mark.
He bowed. "I know you're mad, but I promise I'll take care of both her and the baby!"
"You guys are not even married yet!"
"I'll take full responsibility!"
"Raising a child is a lot of work! How could you guys do with if you're not ready!?"
"We made a mistake, but we're going to fix it."
"How!?"
"Before she gets any bigger, I'll marry her!"
"Mark!" you cried, surprised.
"I'll plan the wedding and everything so she won't have to stress over it. The wedding will be in two weeks."
"How are you going to pull it off!? It's a lot of work planning these things! Plus, you have work to worry about!"
"Trust me, ____."
"Fine," said your mom. "But if you fail to do so, you will leave my daughter and the child alone. Don't come see them. Stay away from the baby. At least that way I know they will be safe from the media."
"Eomma!" you cried.
Mark looked confident. "Deal! I will succeed!"
- - - -
The wedding is today. Mark successfully pulled it off by himself. Many people attended your wedding and congratulated you all. After the wedding you and Mark went to the airport to go on your honey moon. On the plane ride, you placed your head on Mark's shoulder.
"Are you okay?" whispered Mark as everyone on the plane fell sleep.
You nodded.
He grabbed your hand. "You looked so beautiful today. My dream of starting a family with you is coming true."
"You wanted to start a family with me?"
"Of course. I was going to tell you, but you were seventeen and still in high school. Now that you have graduated and is 18, I can be happy and call you mine forever."
You smiled. "I love you."
"I love you too."
Mark leaned in and kissed you.