a Gentle Kiss

--------------Yunhos POV-------------

Its been a month now, things are still rough between Jae and I. For the most part, due to his patience, we can work through the bumps I cause. I want to say, the bumps that we cause but Jae got mad saying “you’re the idiot, not me!”, but still he can be an idiot at times too. Our marriage is no longer in danger, and that’s what matters. I let out a breathy sigh as I continued to sign papers that begged for this, or that. My eyes darted to my wrist, checking the watched placed there for time. It’s almost lunch time, where is he?

One more sigh, and the doors to my office flung open. Jae zoomed in towards me, my arms open to receive his small form. Only to be left empty handed as he changed directions and ran into the small bathroom attached to my office.

“Uh, Jae?” at that moment a continuous sound of Jae coughing and choking for air teamed with thick fluids running into the toilet water could be heard from the bathroom. This again? He was throwing up almost all day yesterday, and even this morning he almost didn’t make it out of our bed into the master bathroom.

Before I knew it, Jaejoong was back in my office looking like he was about to faint. “Yunho, I think I need to see a–” Jae couldn’t finish his sentence due to the fact he was now out cold on my office floor, leaving me in a panic.

-------------Jaejoongs POV-------------------

I feel horrible, my head hurts, my stomachs cramping up, my throat feels like a cat used it as a scratching post and worse it smells like dead people. I look behind me, at Yunho, who seemed rather protective considering the fact we’re at the doctor’s office. Whish in a hospital, which in turn is the almost the safest place to be. I mean, I’m not complaining that he’s sitting behind me on the hospital bed, with his arms wrapped around me like I was in harm’s way. It’s just weird, that’s all.

The door to the room opened and the small doctor waddled into the room, mind you Yunho practically had a heart attack when the door opened. His arms constricted tighter around me and he gave my forehead a light kiss.

For goodness sakes “Yunho! Calm down, or else go wait in the waiting room! Every time you jump you freak me out!” I turned around to glare at him.

Jis arms dropped from around my waist and rested on the thighs of my parallel legs, his face dropping to a mere pout “sorry.” I huffed, conveniently getting my bangs out of my eyes, and turned to look at the doctor.

“So? What’s wrong with me?” it’s hard to believe this man was a doctor, the way he kept looking at me then at the clipboard seemed highly unprofessional to me. A bead of sweat breaking out on his forehead.

“I don’t know how to tell you this Mr. Jung, but, we believe you’re pregnant. Uh koodos?” the fact the doctor sounded so unsure, made me feel like this was a joke, a really sick joke. I can’t think how many times when Yunho and I first got married talked about never having kids together, now this man thinks it’s funny to play with a gay couples dead dream. From the way Yunho was digging his nails into my thighs, I’m guessing he didn’t find it funny either.

“Wow doc, very funny. Now what’s really wrong with my wife? Or perhaps we should go see a less sickly humorous doctor to find out.” I leaned into Yunho’s body for comfort, as I wished for the joke to be true.

“I’m not trying to be funny, I swear! We tested the sample your wife gave us ten times, every outcome is the same” the stubby doctor, walked over to us and handed the clipboard to Yunho, since I was incapable somewhere else at the moment. I heard papers be flipped and increase of breath, but nothing prepared for what sound came next.

Yunho’s soft whisper came, then nothing else “Jae…you’re pregnant.”  Unknowingly my hands made their way to my abdomen, the shock still settling in. Yunho’s baby, our baby, is growing inside me.

“Does this mean I get to be the mother of your child?” I felt the tears begin to stream down my cheeks as I looked at Yunho. His head nodded to my question, and once again I was embraced by Yunhos warming arms, his head gently resting on my left shoulder.

“Our child, Jae” his rubbed over mine that were still placed over my flat stomach. Right, our child.

For the rest of the day, we ended up a home cuddling in bed. Yunho called in sick for the next week, and I couldn’t be happier. Besides the fact Yunho kept talking to the yet to exist baby in my belly.

“Hi baby! Daddy loves you! Oh and mommy too! I knew there was a reason for my protectiveness over JaeJae earlier, it’s because you’re there too!” the over joyous idiot kissed my stomach. Since we got home and all cozy in bed his head has been resting on my stomach, with my shirt up, talking to our unresponsive baby.

“I know mommies being quiet right now, but he loves you too. You’ve made us the happiest parents alive. We can’t wait to meet you baby! We love you!” he finished the conversation by blowing a raspberry onto my belly button.”

“Yah! That tickled!” I pulled my shirt down, and tried to glare at him but Yunho just ignored it.

“It lets the baby know we’re here,” Yunho rested his head on the pillow next me and pulled my body closer to him.

“I can’t believe were going to be parents, Jae, there’s going to be a mini you and I running through this house someday.” I smiled at the happiness in Yunho’s voice, my own glee coming from the thought that I was the one who could give him this joy.

“You’ll be a good father Yunnie” I moved further into his warmth.

“Thank you darling, I’m glad that you’re having my child, there isn’t anyone suited to be a mother better than you.” I looked up at him in what could be our third happiest moment in our life; the first being us getting married, the second finding out I was pregnant and the third seeing Yunho with so much pride and endearment. Our lips joined in a gentle kiss.