Sugar Daddy | Johnil

...22🌹

It was official now, Taeil didn't fully escape the morning sickness trauma, it just took it's sweet little time to show up. Almost the ending of his first trimester and Taeil can't seem to hold anything down. For the first time in Taeil's life, he's willingly admitting he despises food; but not his little marshmallow. The little fetus craved food to develop and Taeil was starving but it just refuses to stay in his stomach.

Lucas heard him hurling over the sink-- because he couldn't make it to the toilet-- being that he occasionally checks on Taeil to ensure he's okay, and went to his aid. After the energy sucking act, Lucas led him to the kitchen and told one off the maid to prepare tea for him and my god did that help.

The chamomile tea soothed his irritated stomach, the warmness flowing down his throat and washing all the soreness away. Taeil didn't know how Lucas knew what to do to calm his morning sickness down, but he appreciates it immensely because the short lad wasn't in the right head space to think of remedies.

"When are you going to tell him?" Lucas asks, the kitchen cleared of the workers and lingering ears.

Taeil sighed, sipping his tea before he answered, "Tonight... I'm telling him tonight."

Lucas nodded, "okay. You should drink some tea for now and later I'll get you something light for dinner."

Taeil smiled and nodded his head slowly, finishing the rest of his tea and placing the ceramic ware down on the table. He knew what he needed to do, but he didn't voice this to Lucas. He, however, was about to ask him how he knew so much about easing pregnancy symptoms when Youngho strolled into the kitchen, dressing casually.

"Lucas, I've been calling you for five minutes now." The tall male addressed Lucas then turning his head to glimpse at Taeil. Without looking away, he continued to talk to Lucas. "Did you get the suit I asked you to pick up?"

Lucas stood as he usually did when he spoke to Youngho, calmly replying. "Yes sir, I have. What should I do with it?"

He walked over to Taeil and stood before him, leaning on the counter. Taeil swallowed thickly and shifted on the stool, staring pointed at his empty ceramic ware. "Leave it in my quarters. You're dismissed for now. Stay near by, I don't necessarily like to strain my voice for services I pay for."

Lucas bowed shallowly and looked at Taeil worriedly before answering his employer. "Yes sir Seo." And Lucas left. He left Youngho there with Taeil, just staring at him and the small male wasn't quite sure he liked it.

"Why were you talking to Lucas?" The tall male asks, eyes not leaving Taeil's pale features.

Taeil sucked a sharp breath in, still refusing to look up, trying to formulate something to tell his sugar daddy but nothing was coming to mind.

"So you're not going to answer me?" Youngho held onto the stool leg and spun it around so Taeil was facing him and the action startled the medical student. In that instance, his reflex led his hand to his belly to somewhat secure the fetus. "I'm still waiting on an answer."

"I wasn't feeling well so he was ensuring that I was okay." Taeil timidly answered.

Youngho nodded, resting the palms of his hands on the expands of Taeil's exposed thighs and pressed his thumbs into the firm skin as if he was massaging it. "Is that so baby boy?"

Taeil nodded and whispered a faint yes, looking into Youngho's cold eyes. Something was wrong.

"Are you withholding anything from me Taeil?" Youngho insists, leaning closer to Taeil's frightened face.

"N-not really." Taeil was frazzled and the way Youngho is behaving right now is not helping.

Youngho nodded again seemingly so off and Taeil just wanted to hide. The next thing out of his mouth almost brought tears to Taeil's eyes as his body went a slight limp. "Why is there a pregnancy book in your room?"