"You can't go back to work yet." A short statement, but still true. My voice almost trembled with anger. Today was going so well, we went to the movies, got some ice cream and cuddled on the couch when we got home. It was around eight, Yunho got a call from Yoochun, saying that the company's success rate was dropping dramatically and that Yunho had to come in immediately to fix it. Freaking Yoochun and freaking company, they can both go down the toilet for all I care.

After falling asleep on the couch in Yunho’s arms, I woke up in our room to the same man slamming our bedroom door cursing out Yoochun. We talked about the situation for all of three minutes, before I interrupted him.

Yunho tried to kiss my forehead, but I leaned back avoiding his attempt. His face dropped in disappointment. "I don't want to go either Jae, I must do this though. I can't risk my father's company to fail." The couch we were sitting on became non-existent to me as I stood from it upset.

"But you can risk abandoning me again? Leaving me alone again? Hurting me again?" My arms crossed I huffed out each question trying to hold back tears, as I put emphasis on each 'again'. "I asked for one week Yunho, one! Instead I only get two days and an apology. Fine, go back to work, see if I care! But you are not sharing the bed with me tonight, or any other night. That's where I sleep with the man I married, not some business man." I my heels quickly to avoid his response, and fumed all the way up to the bedroom.

No matter how old I get, the feeling I got from slamming the door never changes. As soon as I felt far enough away from my husband's ears, I cried, I cried to the point I ended up falling asleep on the floor from exhaustion.

In the morning, the bright rays woke me up only to wake with an aching feeling all over. I scolded myself from being so reckless as to sleep on the floor then took in my surroundings. Still feeling a little distraught from waking up, I realized I wasn't on the floor anymore, but in bed. Mounds of blankets covering me and my body surrounded with pillows. The sight was enough to make me question what happened after I fell asleep.

Yunho must have moved me, but were the 100 pounds worth of blankets really necessary? Or the fort if pillows, barricading my body? I struggled to lift the blankets off of me; to my dismay I was still too tired to lift them. I threw my head back to the side in frustration, cursing Yunho out for his weird behavior. I noticed a thin piece of paper lying on Yunho's pillow. I felt slightly happy he was at least considerate enough to leave me a note.

With a little effort I freed my left arm and reached for the folded paper. 


            Dear sweet Jae, 
  I know you're probably still mad at me, and I understand. I still love you, and please know my heart broke this morning seeing you on the bedroom floor. The stains on your cheeks let me know how much of a bad husband I am to you. I'll make it up to you though, and the baby too, when I come home. I love you Jaejoong, please forgive me.

-Yunho

P.S. you were shivering when I put you in the bed, so I gave you extra blankets. Also, I was worried that you would fall off the bed, so I put pillows around you to prevent movement. Please don't be mad.....


I couldn't help but smile at the letter, only to have it falter with guilt. I didn't mean to make him feel like a bad husband, if anything I've been a bad wife. He's been trying to make things better between us, but every time someone interrupts our time together, I blame him. 

I love Yunho more than anything, he's a good husband and I know when the baby comes, he will be wonderful father too. I set the note down and turned over to the nightstand, where my phone was placed charging. My fingers worked fast through my contacts and pressed call.

The dial tone only lasted for three seconds before his voice flowed through my small phone. The tears started to well at the corners of my eyes.

“I’m sorry” was the first thing to come from his mouth. He sounded so broken, so worn out. “Jae I’m really sorry, I love you baby. I love you so very much.” I sat there taking in his apology, nearly forgetting why I called him.

I cleared my throat, trying to pull myself together before speaking into the receiver. “Pabo, who said you could leave this morning without saying a proper goodbye.” A puff of air left my throat in exaggerated frustration.

“I’m coming into see you, and no if’s or but’s, I’m your wife and I will do what I please with the company’s CEO.” I spoke assertively before hanging up. I didn’t want Yunho to get a chance to give me an excuse, I miss him and I want to see him, there are no excuses for those reasons.

Besides I’m pregnant, I need to be constantly loved or there will be hell to pay. I guess I need to get out of bed and get ready now – this is going to be a long morning.

------------------------Outside Yunho’s office near the elevators-----------------------

This is a sight to see, so early in the morning too. “Yoochun stop!” Junsu, Yunho’s cute little secretary was leaning over the office printer fixing, what I assume, a paper jam; while Yoochun was pressing himself behind the small man, with his hand firmly grasping Junsu’s hips.

“Come on, how could I resist your cute duck-?” Yoochun’s voice came out slick, making even myself feel violated.

“I don’t have a duck-! Now knock it off!” Junsu turned around forcefully, making the slightly taller man lose his grip on the now pouting boy’s hips. I guess now is my chance to interrupt.

“Excuse me” I started but was stopped by Yunho’s office door swinging open dramatically. “Yoochun leave Junsu alone he has work to do, not to mention I sent you to get my documents from the basement an hour ago.” If I was either of those two right now, I would be scared by Yunho’s menacingly glare. Thankfully I’m not, and I actually love that look, as his wife it usually means I won an argument.

I let out a small chuckle from remembering a certain situation, which gained all eyes on me. I waved at them shyly “hey.” Not much, but I didn’t know what else to say after witnessing everything.

Yunho sighed deeply before speaking “Jaejoong, I don’t have time for you right now. I still have several reports to write and correct. On top of that, I have meetings scheduled all afternoon and evening to make up for the two days I was gone. Please go home baby.” He didn’t move from the doorway to his office and I didn’t move from my place near the elevators. We just stared, well he was more like lazily gazing at me while I shot daggers at him.

Is he seriously telling me to go home? Uh-uh that’s not how it works my dear husband, I’m here, I want your attention, and I’m not leaving here until I get it. Upon decision my body began to stride towards a very exhausted yet shocked looking Yunho. I stopped slightly to stick my tongue out at him and then proceeded past him into his office. I sat down in his office chair staring challenging at his back.

“I’m Pregnant and extremely hormonal, make me leave, I dare you.” My arms folded and my eyes still concentrated on Yunhos back, watching him tense at my hidden threat.

“Jaejoong” Yunho sighed and retracted his steps, closing the door in front of him. He turned around and faced me, his eyes drooping with exhaustion. I felt bad for forcing myself on him, but I will not go back to sitting at home waiting and hoping for him to come home. I rather have confrontation with him, than spend almost twenty-hours by myself in our huge house.

“Baby, I don’t want you to leave. Okay? But please understand I have a lot to get done and you’ll only serve as a distraction.” He trudged over to his desk chair, his slumped body standing right in front of me. Yunho sighed deeply before speaking again, “Please go home, please. If you’re lonely I could call Changmin and see if he would be able to spend time with you.” His arm lifted allowing his thumb to brush gently across my cheek.

“I don’t want to spend time with Changmin!” I slapped his hand away from my face before I continued to shout at him, “I want to spend time with my husband! You know, the man I married!” I stood up in anger pushing my pointer finger into his chest. “Till death do we part, I do, and I love, any of this ringing a bell Yunho!” I don’t know if I was righteously angry or just emotional but I was now banging my fist against his chest, crying.

Yunho’s arms encased themselves around my rigid body, stilling my movements. My arms snugged closely to his chest and buried under my chin. I continued to sob in his hold, while he continued to quietly ‘shhhh’ me.

At some point I was calm enough to speak again, albeit my words still came out a bit shaky from crying. “Just let me stay here, I want you to let me stay here.” I sniffled, burying my face into his chest, my tears probably staining his business suit.

“Okay Jae, just stop crying. Stay with me, and don’t cry.”

After standing there for god knows how long Yunho finally sat down is his desk chair pulling me with him, onto his lap. I ended up curled into a ball; my knees bent over the armrest, my head resting in the crook of Yunho’s neck and my fist clenching onto his shirt.

“Yunho?” I croaked out after another couple minutes of silence. Yunho’s warm hand rubbing smooth and calming circle on my back, while he tried to type with his other hand.

“Mm?” was all I got from him, but I didn’t care.

“I love you,” I kissed his neck before moving my head back comfortably between his neck and shoulder.

“I love you too JaeJae, so very much.” He kissed the top of my head, and then we continued in silence.

I couldn’t help but smile, definitely better than staying at home by myself.

A/N: I'm sorry