“Everything will be okay,” the alpha sobbed as he held the Little Young Master tightly, insisting they would find the best doctor in the world, that there had to be a way…
From the jumbled and frantic words of the alpha, the Little Young Master finally understood what he had misunderstood.
How could someone be this clueless?
The Little Young Master initially wanted to push the alpha away, but the man held him so tightly, and even though he was clearly upset, he was still trying to comfort him.
The alpha kept saying that no matter what, he would stay by the Little Young Master’s side.
He said, “Don’t be afraid.”
Tears fell onto the back of the Little Young Master’s neck, warm enough to make him flinch.
Suddenly, the Little Young Master didn’t want to push him away anymore. The alpha’s embrace was warm, his arms strong and secure, just as the man had said—solid and dependable.
“You’re so dense,” the Little Young Master said, his eyes reddening, perhaps influenced by the alpha’s emotions. “I was talking about the due date.”
“Yes, the due date, but it’s only May—” The alpha began to calculate.
Wait. What due date? What was he talking about?
Due date!!!
Wait, how could there be a due date for a premature baby?
No, no, there’s no due date for a premature baby, which means—
“The due… due date?” The alpha’s eyelashes were still wet, evidence that he had truly been upset earlier. He lifted his head and looked at the Little Young Master in disbelief, repeating, “What did you just say?”
“Mm, the baby is full-term.” The Little Young Master looked at the confused man before him, feeling a mix of amusement and an indescribable sadness.
“Full-term? But it’s only May?” The alpha’s logic hadn’t fully returned, and he started counting on his fingers like an idiot: “September, October, November…”
The Little Young Master: Is this guy seriously counting forward?
As the alpha counted, he finally realized something was off. His rationality slowly returned as he looked at the Little Young Master, his expression shifting from confusion to a sudden realization, and finally to disbelief. He stammered, “W-what does this mean?”
“Full-term means that the baby was conceived around July or August…” The Little Young Master confirmed the alpha’s suspicions.
Before the alpha could fully react, the Little Young Master dropped another bomb: “That month, I was only with one person. August 10th, Lehua Hotel.”
The date was familiar to the alpha, and the location was one he had investigated for a long time. But when the Little Young Master linked the two, the alpha’s brain seemed to short-circuit.
Alpha: “What a coincidence, I stayed at the Lehua Hotel that night too.”
Little Young Master: “Mm, room 1207.”
Alpha: “What an even bigger coincidence!”
Little Young Master: …
The alpha’s brain stalled for several seconds.
Alpha: “Oh my gosh!!!!!!”
“Wait, no, hold on—”
“What does this mean? Who’s the scummy alpha?” The alpha’s hands didn’t know where to go, and with the way he had been internally cursing that “scummy alpha” lately, the words slipped out before he could stop them.
But something didn’t add up…
Was the scummy alpha actually… me??
Alpha: “No, I mean, that alpha—so this is that alpha’s baby?”
“And that alpha is me?”
“So this is my baby?”
“And we hit the mark in just one go? Well, I guess our compatibility is super high.”
Little Young Master: …
Little Young Master: Is that even necessary? How long is your reaction time?
But as he looked at the foolishly excited alpha, the Little Young Master couldn’t help but feel a surge of happiness: “Mm, that’s right.”
The tears in the alpha’s eyes didn’t lessen; if anything, they increased. He looked at the Little Young Master with watery eyes, saying, “I’m so sorry you had to go through all this. I’ll take care of you both, I swear I will.”
The alpha’s movements were cautious, as if he were handling something precious.
But, of course, the Little Young Master was his treasure.
“So, are you willing to be the father of this child?” The Little Young Master looked up at the alpha. “Even though I have a bad temper, and I’m always at odds with you, and sometimes I say mean things—”
“I’m willing,” the alpha cut him off, his voice full of joy like a puppy wagging its tail. He leaned closer to the Little Young Master and emphasized, “You’re great, and I’m more than willing.”
The alpha added that he had even been ready to steal someone else’s lover, so how could he not be willing?
He was more than eager.
The Little Young Master felt like laughing, and he did.
“Good,” the Little Young Master said with a smile.
“June is a good time to get married.”
“Mm, I think so too.”
——END.
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