Ace of Hearts

The Big Act

Running into the nearest bathroom, he dropped Namjoo and moved as fast as lighting pulling the door shut, locking it.

"You -!" Namjoo started raising her voice.

Covering her mouth, he pushed her back into the sink. The moment she yelled it would become obvious she was not having morning sickness. If they were thought to be arguing, Hyena would make a scene of it. The plan would be destroyed.

His heart thumped. Then his eyes flittered down, locking with hers. Namjoo's huge eyes stared up at him, the heat of her breath trapped behind his palm.

Realizing maybe she couldn't breathe he slowly withdrew his hand apologetically. Namjoo didn't waste a second and shoved him away, screaming at the top of her lungs, "Move! You're crushing me!"

She flailed upset and dusted her dress before shooting him an intense glare. Next eyeing the door behind him. Shoulders stiff and straight she charged forward.

Sehun readily rammed her back into the sink. This time Namjoo swatted at his face. "Get off! Get off! Get off!"

Putting his hand over her mouth he silenced her again. Namjoo's furious screaming came out muffled.

"Stop yelling!" He whispered.

Namjoo wriggled with all her might. Sehun held her still, pressing into her.

"If they hear you, we're going to get in trouble!" He warned. He waited until Namjoo stopped struggling.

Their eyes locked again.

"I'll let go, but you have to listen to me. Ok?" He kept his voice low.

Holding her gaze steady, he patiently waited for Namjoo to nod. Cautiously lowering his hand, he breathed relieved when Namjoo didn't start shouting. Instead Namjoo spat and wiped her lips with the back of her arm.

"Don't put your nasty hand on my mouth again!" she hissed.

He made a face at her.

"Can I go out now?" she asked.

"No."

Agitatedly dropping her arms to her sides, Namjoo complained, "What does this have to do with me?" Then it clicked and her eyes widened. "Oh! It's the pretty girl, huh?" Mischief climbed onto her face. "You're scared of pretty girls, aren't you?"

Giggling amused, she slicked a finger across his chest. "How cute."

He swatted her hand away. "Am not."

"Liar."

Sehun wanted to argue, but now was not the time. There were more important things to be dealt.

"Look, you are pregnant. Remember that." Sehun reminded.

"Mmmhmhmm..." Namjoo nodded her head uninterested.

"Will you take this seriously?" he asked annoyed. "I'm not joking."

Crossing her arms, she angled her head to peer up at him, "Are you running away from your girlfriend?"

"She's not my girlfriend!"

A sudden knock on the door made him jump in alarm. "Sehun?" It was his mother. "Are you two all right in there?"

Urgently turning to Namjoo he directed, "Act like you're vomiting."

"What?!" she frowned at the absurd command.

"Do it!" Putting a hand at her back he pushed her toward the toilet.

Staring back Namjoo continued frowning. Waving a hand, he urged her to put on the act. Rolling her eyes back, quarter of her tongue out, Namjoo pretentiously gagged. Sehun snarled at her for teasing him in the process. Then she lifted her foot and flushed the toilet.