"Babe, do you care if I drive your car to work today?" Seonghwa asks as he grabs his house keys and stuffs them in his scrub pants, "Mine has a flat. We'll have to go tire shopping tomorrow since it's Saturday."

"Sure," Hongjoong replies, not looking up from his computer screen as he finishes the song he was working on, "I don't need it today but I'll call and see if I can get someone to take me tire shopping today since I'm off. That way we can work on the nursery for Princess more tomorrow instead," he looks over to his husband, smiling softly at him.

Seonghwa smiles back, looking down at his eight month belly and pats the side softly, "Okay, be sure to get the right one I have the tire number on my phone I'll just text it to you."

"Alright babe, love you," Hongjoong stands, coming over to kiss Seonghwa before the other leaves.

"Love you too, I'll call you on my lunch break," Seonghwa leaves, waddling down their driveway to Hongjoong's car. Jongho was already at school, so he knew Hongjoong would be alright for a while until he got off work to go get Hongjoong from Seokjin's house.

As he drove for work, he realized he was speeding just a little bit and slowed down, but still managed to see red and blue lights behind him. He curses, pulling over and parking his car. When he sees the familiar cop, he smiles and rolls down his window, "Jackson Wang!?"

"Oh hey!" The cop laughs, "Long time no see Seonghwa! How's everything going?"

"Pretty good," Seonghwa sighs, "I know I was speeding a little-"

"Yeah," Jackson sighs too, "I hate to do this but I at least need to see a license and registration."

Seonghwa hums, reaching up to grab the registration in the mirror but not seeing it. He frowns, usually Hongjoong puts it up there. Jackson made small talk with him as he looked for the registration, asking how far along he was now, how Jongho was, Hongjoong, etc. He hands over his license and proof of insurance, then reaches with his large belly making it difficult, to the glove compartment and opening it. There he's met with a pack of cigarettes, mouthwash, body spray, and gum.

He freezes, Jackson waited patiently as the pregnant man sees the registration and grabs it, handing it to the cop, "Sorry, it's hard to reach over and grab things anymore without my belly getting in the way."

Jackson laughs, "Yeah I know the feeling! Well I don't, but I remember Mark going through this twice with the girls. Mark is talking about having another and I don't know if I'm ready," he chuckles, holding up his information, "Give me just a sec, I'll just issue you a warning but it takes a second."

"That's fine," Seonghwa fakes a smile, and once Jackson walks away he looks over to the glove compartment and feels his blood boil. He knows those aren't Mike's.

That's the same mouthwash Hongjoong uses. It's the same body spray. It's the same strawberry mint gum he chews. All of it was his.

He had been lying to his face.

Once Jackson comes back with the warning ticket and his information, they joke around for a bit more before Seonghwa had to get to work. He sees the cop off, then grabs his phone and dials Wooyoung's number. He picks up on the third ring luckily, "Hey Hyung!"

"Hey, can you do me a huge favor?" Seonghwa asks, his emotions getting the best of him and his voice cracks.

"Yeah anything! What's wrong?" Wooyoung asks, immediately sensing his friend's sudden change in his voice.

"Will you please go over to our place and get a bag ready for Jongho and me to stay at my moms for a while," Seonghwa starts to cry, hiccuping, "Please."

"What happened?" Wooyoung asks, his voice now getting worried and stern.

"Just please, please do it for me," Seonghwa sobs, "I'm begging you."

"Alright alright," Wooyoung assures him, "Breathe. Calm down hyung okay? You can't be upsetting yourself too much since you are so close to your due date."

"I'm trying," he sniffles, wiping his tears, "Just please, for me get a bag packed enough for a while to stay somewhere."

"Okay, me and Mingi are on our way. Whenever you can, please tell me what's going on, Hongjoong didn't hit you did he?"

"No," Seonghwa shakes his head, "He would never. I can't explain right now or I'm going to be late for work. I'll explain tonight when I pick them up."

He hangs the phone up and wipes his face of the tears he had shed, then drives on to head to work. He had to keep calm for now, he was too far along in his pregnancy to stress about this without putting his baby girl at risk.

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Hongjoong comes home from tire shopping, seeing Mingi and Wooyoung enter and exit his home. He frowns, turning off the car and getting out, "Hey!"

"What did you do," Mingi asks, walking over to him, his face hard as he towers over the shorter man and grabs him by his shirt collar. He drags him to the side of the car, pinning him there. Wooyoung screams at him, dropping the bags and rushing over there, "What did you do to Hwa, or Jongho."

"Nothing I didn't do anything!" Hongjoong screeches, holding his hands up in fear.

"Really!? Then why the fuck are we packing them bags to stay somewhere for a while!?" Mingi roars, slamming Hongjoong against the car again.

"Mingi stop!!" Wooyoung screams, grabbing Mingi's arm and trying to pull him away, "It's none of our business!"

"It is!! Seonghwa wouldn't have called you sobbing without a reason!!" Mingi yells back, looking to Hongjoong and snarling, "I'm not going to ask again, if you don't give me a valid reason as to why Seonghwa called Wooyoung bawling his eyes out, I'm going to beat you to a bloody pulp."

"Mingi I seriously have no idea-"

Wooyoung ends up dragging Mingi off of him, stepping in front of him and cupping his face, "Baby, stop."

Mingi releases himself from Wooyoung, pointing to Hongjoong, "Whatever you did, you fucked up." He turns away from them both, grabbing the bags and loading them in the car without a word. He slams the car door shut, "Woo! Let's go!"

Wooyoung looks at Hongjoong, wincing at the driver's side door slamming shut and the car starting. He sighs, "I don't know what happened, but whatever it is you best fix it right away."

"What did Seonghwa tell you," Hongjoong stops him from walking away, his eyes watering, "Please, I need to know."

"All he said was for me and Mingi to pack up bags for him and Jongho to stay away from home for a while," Wooyoung says softly, "I really don't Joong. But you need to talk to him."

He doesn't say another word as he got in the car and they sped off. Hongjoong feels his stomach drop as he grabs his phone and calls Seonghwa, the phone call going straight to voicemail. Hongjoong curses, deciding to leave a voicemail, "Baby... it's me. Look, I don't know what I did, but please call me back so we can talk.... I love you, and I'm sorry."

He hangs up and about the time he does, he received a text message and his heart breaks. Before him, Seonghwa had sent photos of the mouthwash, cigarettes, gum and body spray he had in the glove compartment of his car. He curses, his eyes watering and his chest starts to hurt as Seonghwa sent one last text to him:

I warned you.

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Okay, this chapter alone broke my heart... 😭😭

Alright y'all!!! Me and flamewhipper finished Utopia and it's a sad, sad day for us all 😭😭 it's just a very sad day in general.