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Not cute at all.

Yunho had to repeatedly hold his breath as he watched Mingi cry over trivial matters. Not that he hated it. It's just that sometimes he ran out of ideas to make the man in front of him, wearing a pink shirt, stop crying. It had been fifteen minutes since Mingi started crying just because he accidentally broke a plate while washing dishes. Even though Yunho had said it was okay. It's just a plate. Buying another one wouldn't cost much. Yunho had tried to help Mingi, cleaning up the glass on the floor when his index finger ended up bleeding. However, that only made Mingi cry even louder, followed by a series of apologies without paying attention to Yunho's response.

"Hey, I'm okay. Stop crying. I didn't feel any pain from earlier. See? My hand is fine."

Kyunghwa across the room just looked at them with confusion, blinking cutely as she watched her parents who wouldn't stop saying the same thing. She crawled towards Mingi sitting on the sofa, then hugged his leg. Her tiny lips uttered meaningless sentences, trying to speak. Maybe trying to calm her daddy.

"See? Kyunghwa also doesn't want you to cry. Come on, it's okay. Just sit down. Let me cook something for you." Yunho held Kyunghwa, placing her next to Mingi. "Alright, Princess Mingki, what do you want for lunch today? This handsome Prince Yunho will gladly make it for you."

Kyunghwa's laughter was the first response Yunho heard after his excessive words, followed by a small chuckle from Mingi. Thankfully, his effort worked.

Honestly, Mingi still behaved the same way in some places and times. It's just that he was more sensitive now, that's all. The rest, not much different. Even Yunho was sure that someone who now enjoyed crying while blaming himself still had the same level of libido as before he got pregnant.

And Yunho wasn't wrong.

Even though during the early stages of pregnancy, he often had sex with Mingi, it felt different when Mingi's pregnancy reached four months. Similar to what he had felt before. The weakness that had dominated his body in the first trimester was now gone, followed by stamina that was far from usual—as someone who was pregnant.

For proof, Yunho couldn't stop moaning loudly when Mingi roughed him up. Kyunghwa already had her own room. They didn't have to worry about any groans loud enough to wake up their little daughter.

Possessed or whatever, Yunho could hardly breathe when Mingi played with his body relentlessly, ignoring the many moans coming from his lips, just focusing on moving himself before ejaculating for the second time.

"Are you possessed or what? So rough," complained Yunho, still gasping.

Mingi laughed at the complaint. Oh well. Yunho didn't completely hate this either. Clearly, he sighed while smiling at the same time.

"It's revenge. You used to pounce on me just as roughly as I did now when I was pregnant. Consider it experiencing it too," said Mingi, which immediately earned him a gentle pinch from Yunho.

Mingi's laughter echoed in the room when his expression suddenly changed. His hands, which were originally holding Yunho's thighs, now moved to gently rub his stomach.

"Ouch, my stomach is cramping."

Yunho wanted to laugh, seeing karma coming directly afterward. Mingi himself wanted to play brutally. Now it was himself who bore the consequences.

"I told you to be careful. You're so hard to listen to, you know."

Yunho got up from his bed, somewhat regretting his interrupted activity. He pulled Mingi to sit in front of him, his arms hugging from behind, gently stroking Mingi's stomach.

"Next time, don't seek revenge anymore. Now you're the one getting karma."

Mingi sighed softly, starting to feel comfortable with his cramp disappearing, followed by a few kisses on his neck to shoulder. Let Yunho play alone. He was tired, sleepy too.

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