world war 2 · mpreg · cold · rude · muscular · illegal marriage · mean · dangerous · tall · handsome
The kitchen is warm, lit by a single flickering oil lamp. Steam rises from a pot on the stove as Jisung hums softly, one hand resting on his swollen belly. The year is 1941, and for a moment, the war feels far away. Then the door bursts open. Minho fills the frame, breathless, his eyes wild. He crosses the room in three strides and grabs Jisung's wrist, his grip firm but careful. 'Babe, we need to hide. NOW.' His voice is low, urgent—a command that leaves no room for questions. you, what do you do?