Perfect Wife

What?

The sun was gleaming in my face, causing me to wake up from my very comfortable sleep. It was a lot warmer than usual. I opened my eyes to see a sleeping face next to me. It was Wonho from last night and he was... Shirtless. I covered my mouth in shock, trying not to wake him up. I tried to sneak out of the bed, making as little noise as possible. I had to get home before my parents wake up. I checked my phone as I left his room. It was still early in the morning and I was sure no one at home would be up.

When I got home, I snuck quietly through the living room to the stairs. 'So far so good,' I thought to myself.

There was no sign of anyone being awake. I tip toed up to my bedroom and made it without getting caught. I sighed in relief as I sat down on my bed. I got into my PJ's and laid in bed to make it look like I'd been there the whole time. It'd be an hour until my mom would come bardging into my room. I closed my eyes to try and go to sleep, but I couldn't. All I could think about was Wonho. I knew it would be best to never see him again. We had a one night stand and thats all it was. With that on my mind, I soon drifted off into sleep.

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"Gomi, get up! We have a lot to talk about," I heard my mom say.

I sat up in bed and smiled tiredly. "I'm a bit tired, do we have to talk now?" I said.

"No this is important. Where exactly did you go last night?"

I suddenly I became nervous. How did she know I wasn't home last night? What do I tell her? I had to come up with a lie and quickly.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I was home last night...," I lied.

"Don't lie to me, Gomi. I saw you sneaking into the house this morning. Just tell me where you've been." She saw right through my lie. I should've been sneakier or climbed through the window or something. I had no choice but to tell her the truth. What's the worse that could happen?

"The truth is, I spent the night at a guy's house," I explained, "And some things happened."

"Let me understand this, You spent the night with a guy?" She questioned, "Okay tell me everything."

I told about everything that happened. My mom listened with a smile on her face. "You finally got yourself a little romance going on. It's about time," She joked.

"Don't get your hopes up. It was just a one night stand," I sighed, "We'll probably never see each other again."

She sighed and stood up. "Well, I'm gonna go then, but I really think you should that guy again."

She then left my room. There was no way I was gonna see Wonho again.

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I was doing what I usually do on a daily basis which was shopping. It wasn't like I was shopping for things I didn't need though. I wasn't that type of rich girl to splurge on designer items. I was shopping for art supplies and I was going to work on my painting. It was my dream to become an artist and I was pretty good at it. My father wanted me to be a lawyer though so, I go to law school. I hate it more than anything.

I was looking for the smallest paintbrush I could use but, all I could find were large brushes. After searching for another ten minutes, I finally found one. It was at the top of a shelf and since I was short, it would be hard to reach. I stood on my toes and tried reaching for it. Suddenly, someone else's hand grabbed the brush before me. I turned around in surprise. My eyes met with Wonho and he handed me the brush. I hesitated as I took it from him.

"It looked like you were having trouble," He said with a smile on his face.

I was still surprised to see him. I thought I was never gonna see him again but, here he is standing right in front of me. I was actually glad to see him again since, we got along well. "T-thanks," I said.

We stood there awkwardly for a minute. I didn't think things would be this awkward. I had no idea what to say or do at this moment.

"Do you want to go get some coffee?" Wonho asked running his fingers through his hair.

I smiled. "That would be great."

We left the art shop and went to a cafe. We ordered our coffee and sat down at a table. "So, why did you leave without saying anything?" Wonho asked suddenly.

"I didn't know what to do," I explained, "I don't usually spend the night at guy's house."

"Then why don't we start over? Let's forget all about that night and be friends."

'That'll be nice." We both agreed on it and continued to hang out for the rest of the day. It was a good thing that he wanted to start over and be friends with me. I honestly thought he was going to pretend he didn't know me, if we ever saw each other again. 

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Three weeks later, I felt unusually sick. Every ten minutes, I was rushing to the bathroom and puking my guts out. I felt like dying. I've never felt this sick in my life.

"Why don't you go to the hospital?" Wonho recommended, over the phone, "If you can't drive, I'll take you."

"There's no way I can drive in this condition," I groaned.

"Okay, I'll be there in five minutes."

He then hung up. My mom was smiling at me when I put my phone down. "Your 'boyfriend' is gonna come pick you up?" She joked.

"He's not my boyfriend. We're just friends and nothing else," I sighed.

"Well I hope you feel better soon." She then left the room. Hopefully I will fell better after going to the doctor. A few minutes later, Wonho arrived at my place.

He led me into his car and quickly drove to the hospital. I had to stick my head out the window to keep myself from getting sick again. Finally, we got to the hospital and the doctor had to run a few test to see what was wrong with me. After all that, the doctor asked Wonho to leave the room so he could talk to me alone which was weird.

"You're not actually sick, Miss Park," The doctor explained.

"Then what's the problem?" I asked.

The doctor hesitated, which wasn't a good sign. What could be wrong with me?

"You're actually pregnant."

"I'm what!?"