Offspring Warriors 🍼 YunGi [⏹]

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Mingi's condition was worsening.

He was becoming more sensitive every day.

He couldn’t eat rice, porridge, or even delicious food like pizza. The only thing he could manage was bread with strawberry jam.

Just seeing cheese sauce and teriyaki sauce made him want to vomit immediately. The sight of dirty plates and glasses from their meals, and the pots and pans used by Yunho for cooking, all made him run to the bathroom to vomit saliva. He was extremely sensitive.

"Come on, Mingi, we need to see a doctor. What if you have a stomach ulcer? Or maybe something else?"

"No, I don't think it would help. I'm sure my illness is really unscientific."

"You mean, you’re feeling nauseous and craving fresh food still because I’m pregnant?"

Mingi nodded weakly. "If this continues for three more days, I’ll agree to see a doctor."

"Alright. Three days. Deal?"

"Deal."

"Now, what fruit do you want?"

Fortunately, Yunho had bought a lot of fruit, so he still had supplies in the refrigerator.

"Lemon seems very refreshing?"

Yunho winced, recalling the last time he saw Mingi eating lemon. Usually, people mix it with water and sugar to make lemonade or some other concoction. But Mingi just ate it as easily as an apple. He was truly extraordinary.

He sat on the bed, watching Yunho enter the room with peeled lemon slices on a plate.

Was Mingi happy with this service?

Yes.

But on the other hand, he felt guilty for making Yunho worry and trouble himself. At times like this, Yunho should be resting. Instead, he was fussing over him.

But what could he do? For now, Mingi was truly exhausted and helpless.

Sitting beside Mingi, Yunho fed him a slice of lemon.

This time, Mingi's nose crinkled.

"Why is it so sour?!"

"Really? Now you’re just noticing?"

Mingi nodded quickly. "Try it."

"No way! Lemons are sour! Who said they were sweet like sugar? Unless you eat them under the influence of a hypnotic illusionist."

"But it wasn’t sour yesterday, it was just normal!"

Wait. Yunho suddenly thought of something.

"Mingi, I know you might not recover that quickly, seeing how you’re still vomiting just from looking at the dishes. But... could it be..."

"What? What?" Mingi asked, curious.

"Have you recovered?"

"Ah, really?"

Yunho went to get something from the kitchen and returned with a skewer of fish cake that had a strong, fishy smell, leftover from a snack earlier that day and now steaming.

Mingi looked at the food in Yunho’s hand.

"Don’t you feel nauseous seeing this?" Yunho asked.

"Not really," Mingi answered with a flat expression. Both he and Yunho were amazed.

"Smell the steam."

Mingi complied.

"It smells good," he said.

"Try eating it."

Hesitantly, Mingi took a small bite. He didn’t want to risk genuinely vomiting all his stomach contents. After all, he had just eaten strawberry bread.

But he was fine? He even tried a larger bite afterward.

His eyes widened. "Oh my God, this is delicious!" And he quickly finished it.

"Oh my God, you’re finally better!" Yunho hugged Mingi happily. It felt unbelievable that his husband could recover so quickly. Well, not so quickly—seven days in a row felt long for Yunho, who had been struggling to take care of Mingi every day.

"How did this happen? Why?" Mingi wondered.

"I don’t know, but—" Yunho’s sentence trailed off. Suddenly, he felt nauseous.

He quickly moved away from Mingi.

"What's wrong, darling?"

"Please don’t forget to brush your teeth before bed, okay? I—" Yunho failed to finish his sentence again and ran to the bathroom.

Mingi could hear Yunho vomiting there.

Mingi shook his head and chuckled at this unique phenomenon before following Yunho to the bathroom to help him.

By the way, this was Yunho's second time feeling nauseous like this. After two years, he was experiencing it again. It was something that made him feel tortured and want to just die.

Mingi was determined to take good care of Yunho this time, just like he did before. He had experience, so he knew a bit about what to do.