SpartAce: Eternal Love

Morning Sickness

Jong Kook sits up on the sofa where he had spent the night.

His head feels light from lack of sleep, his back sore from the uncomfortable position in the sofa, and his gut queasy like he feels like vomiting.

He glares at the bedroom door, where Song Ji Hyo is probably still sleeping. He clenches his teeth, throws the covers off and gets to his feet to march into the door.

He swings it open, seeing his wife sleeping peacefully in the bed, buried in the covers.

"TSS. This woman." He seeths.

Ji Hyo kicked him out the night before because he won't stop making his moves on her.

He just couldn't resist her and he gets uneasy at every toss and turn she does.

And though he is already away from her, he still couldn't quite make himself cool down.

He couldn't stop thinking about her in the next room no matter how he tries to fall asleep.

He closes the bedroom door again and heads to the bathroom.

But right before he gets there, his insides starts to feel upturned, making him run towards the sink just in time for the liquids and food he consumed last night to be puked out.

He does it a couple of times before he feels like he could breath again.

His energy has been drained and he leans into the lavatory, trying to think of a reason why it is happening to him.

He remembers that Ji Hyo has been vomiting the night before, too, and starts to suspect the food.

He goes out of the room and gets his phone to dial Jae Seok's number.

"Oh, Jong Kook-ah. Why are you calling so early?" the older one answers on the other line.

"Hyung. Is your stomach alright?"

"Stomach? Yes. Why?"

"I think the food last night made my stomach and Ji Hyo's upset. She vomited again last night. And this morning, I started to do so, too." He brushes a hand against his stomach  to ease the queasy feeling, his head starting to ache more.

There is a long pause on the other line that Jong Kook has to glance on his screen to make sure Jae Seok hasn't ended the call.

"Ahh. Is it so? My stomach's okay, though."

"Really? Is it only Ji Hyo and me then?"

"I dunno. Maybe. Or maybe it's because of another reason."

Jong Kook thinks hard of any other possible reason. "Is it the water we're drinking?"

"I gotta say, Jong Kook-ah, I'd just found out you're also quite dense, huh?"

"Huh? Why?"

"Nothing. By the way, I gotta go."

"Okay." He hangs up and pockets his phone.

He forces himself to go to work.

By the time he is done preparing, Ji Hyo has just woke up and is sitting at the sofa of the living room.

Her head is still nodding off, her eyes still threatening to close., but she does a good job at following him with her gaze wherever he heads around the apartment.

"You're up?" He greets. "I'm off for work."

She just groans in acknowledgement.

He wants to snap at her, whine at all the hard time she gave him last night.

But he just sighs it all out and bends by the waist to kiss her forehead.

"Aren't you going to work?" he asks, planting his hands against the sofa to support his weight as he continues to keep his face hovering just inches over Ji Hyo's.

"Maybe later." She wraps her arms around his neck, pulling her closer to him. "Can't you just skip work today?"

He scoffs and straightens up a bit to look at her. "Don't make this any harder for me, Song Ji Hyo."

"But I'm serious."

He stares at her, trying to figure out if he got two Song Ji Hyo's hanging around the house; one that is clingy and one that is so sensitive to touch.

"What is this? Last night, you were so determined to keep me away."

She glares at him. "It's because you keep making moves on me!"

"You're making moves on me right now." He says, glancing at her arms which are still around his neck.

She takes it off him. "Fine. Go."

"Okay. I'll go." He answers, but before straightening up, he bends lower and gives her lips a kiss.

Which is totally a wrong move.

His urge to just stay at home with her just gets even stronger, and he has to get out of the house before it could totally won him over.

Turns out Jong Kook couldn't really focus on work that day.

His head is aching so bad and his stomach is still queasy and uncomfortable, as if he would be vomiting again any minute.

"Are you pregnant, Sir?" Woo Hyun asks when he told him about what he is feeling.

He could totally feel Liam holding in his snickers from the lounge where he is reviewing some documents.

Jong Kook shoots him with a glare. "Is that a joke?"

"No?" Woo Hyun confirms. "I just thought."

Jong Kook stares at his secretary with a frown. "How did you even got this position?"

Woo Hyun shrugs. "I was just guessing."

Jong Kook puts down the files and leans back to his swivel chair in surrender. "I really couldn't take this. My head feels like it's about to break." He presses his thumb and finger against his forehead to ease the ache even for a while.

"What about your wife, Sir?" Liam asks.

"It's been months since I was here, stupid. She wouldn't even let me touch her last night."

Woo Hyun and Liam's eyes turns mischievous as they grin at what he has said.

"I don't think she's giving me a son any time soon."

"Who knows..." Liam says. "There are rare times when husbands feel the morning sickness of their wife, too."

"Really?" Woo Hyun and Jong Kook asks, alienated by the idea.

Liam nods his head. "Really. You should consider it, sir."

"Ehy, no way." He denies, mentally kicking teeny bit of consideration about the idea at out of his head.