[CL’S POV]

“Channie, I need to tell you something.”

Himchan froze on his feet, his eyes staring at mine with an unreadable expression. My heart suddenly started beating faster, feeling very nervous. I looked down on my feet, contemplating opening my mouth. “Baby, what’s wrong?” his voice was soft and caring, and that managed to calm me down a bit.

“Channie,” I said weakly, trying my best to hold back my tears but they just kept escaping my eyes like a waterfall.

“Hey, it’s okay. Please stop crying, I’m here now,” he said softly as he wiped my tears away before guiding me towards the couch, “Come, let’s sit down.”

After a while, I stopped crying and my breathing’s back to normal, I have finally calmed down. I just kept quiet for a moment, though. I wouldn’t even dare looking at him in the eyes. I guess I was just scared that he would be hurt by what I was about to say.  “So, are you going to tell me what’s bothering you?” he asked as took my hands in his, making me feel even more relaxed.

“So… I haven’t been like myself for the past couple weeks. I even got angry at you for no reason,” I began.

“Hmmm,” his eyes were fixed on me.

“Well, that’s actually normal. I mean, you’ve lived with me for nearly a year now and you’ve definitely seen me when I was PMS-ing and-” I paused and I could feel my hands shaking a little within his hold.

“And?” he asked and my heart was literally beating so fast at that moment, afraid that he would be disappointed and angry with me.

***

[HIMCHAN’S POV]

“And what happened within the past weeks was also the same. It’s… just PMS which means… which means that I-I-I-” I didn’t wait for her to finish her sentence to know where she was going – she’s not pregnant and that broke her heart more than it broke mine.

I immediately pulled her into a tight hug and she started sobbing once again. Yes, I was a bit disappointed to hear that she’s not pregnant but that’s not what’s important now. CL’s hurt and it really broke my heart seeing her like this. “Shh. It’s okay, baby. It’s okay,” I cooed, trying to calm her down.

“Aren’t you mad at me?” she asked, looking at me with confused eyes.

“Mad at you? Baby, why would I be mad at you?” I chuckled as I cupped her face, wiping her tears away with my thumbs.

“B-But you really wanted to have a baby,” she whimpered before she shot me a glare when I started to giggle.

“Look, I’m not mad at you for not being pregnant. I would be an idiot! Maybe it’s not the right time yet so don’t stress about it too much, okay?” I said as I kissed her forehead.

CL just let out a deep sigh and I giggled again, earning myself a punch on the stomach. “This is not funny, Channie,” she cried.

“Ouch! That hurts but at least, my baby’s back to her normal self,” I chuckled and a smile finally appeared on her face, “Yes, you’re smiling again!”

“So, you’re really not angry with me?” she asked again with her puppy eyes.

Oh those cute, puppy eyes! They always got me so bad that I couldn’t control myself anymore. I leaned closer and closer to her until she’s finally lying down on the couch. Her eyes widened and I could feel her heart beating fast against my chest. “Besides, we can always try making babies anytime,” I winked before I kissed her, slow and deep.

“C-Channie,” she murmured, almost like a moan, “We can’t do this right now.”

“Why- not?” I asked between kisses.

“Because I’m having my period, you silly,” she chuckled.

I pouted my lips in disappointment and she started to laugh. “Aigo, my baby is too cute,” she pinched my cheeks like I was some kind of a kid and I had to say that it made me smile a little.

“Okay, okay, I understand. But I won’t let you off the hook once your period ends!” I exclaimed with a cheeky smile as I hurried into our room, leaving her quite startled.

CL followed behind and watched me as I sat down on my study table and switched on my laptop. “What are you doing?” she asked, confused.

“Research,” I replied simply.

“Okay, whatever. Are you hungry? Or do you want anything to drink?” she asked again.

“Hmmm… coffee, please,” my eyes was focused on the screen in front of me that I didn’t expect what was coming next.

CL hit me on the head pretty hard that I jumped off my seat with a yelp. “It’s midnight and you want to drink coffee?!” she shot me her death glare, crossing her arms.

“Okay, fine. I’ll take orange juice,” I surrendered and she finally smiled, as if she was happy that she just won a battle.

***

CL came back with a glass of orange juice after a couple of minutes. She set the glass on Himchan’s study table, just next to their wedding photo, and she couldn’t help but to smile. “Thank you, honey,” said Himchan, still engrossed in whatever he was researching.

CL just sighed at the lack of attention she was receiving and sat down on the edge of their bed, admiring her husband’s back. His hair was jet-black and shorter, making him looked even more y and manly. His back was lean and toned under his black t-shirt, his neck straight and strong. “Got it!” shouted Himchan, pulling CL from her train of thoughts.

“Wait, why are you smiling like that? Are you thinking dirty about me?” he teased.

“What? No!” she retorted, her face blushing like crazy.

“Whatever,” Himchan rolled his eyes jokingly before motioning her to sit on his lap, “Here, look at this.”

“What is it, Channie?” she asked with an annoyed, lazy tone.

“Well, you seemed to be really worried so I did a little bit of research on pregnancy and whatnot,” he replied, CL’s eyes widened both in shock and amazement, “It says here that it’s actually quite normal to not get pregnant even after an unprotected . Something about ovulation and wrong timing.”

She looked at him with confused eyes before leaning closer towards the screen to read. And she was surprised to see that what Himchan said was indeed true. “And it also says that we need not to worry unless we have been trying for six months or more. We’re still in our honeymoon period so don’t worry too much, okay baby?” Himchan continued as he wrapped his arms around her waist, squeezing her tightly.

CL couldn’t help but to feel so touched at her husband’s thoughtfulness. She has definitely married the right man. She adjusted herself on Himchan’s lap and put her left arm around his shoulder. “You’re so sweet, I love you,” she said softly before leaning closer to kiss him.

“I love you too,” he replied, a big smile plastered on his face.

She rested her head in the crook of his neck as he played with her soft, dark brown hair. They stayed like that for a while, both silent and just enjoying each other’s touch and embrace. “You know what,” Himchan finally broke the silence, “My love for you will never change even if we can’t have our own babies.”

CL sat up and looked at him with an unreadable expression. “Look who’s being negative now,” she pouted.

“I was just saying,” he chuckled before kissing her cheek, making her blush once again, “Seriously though, my love for you will never change no matter what happens, that’s my promise.”

“Why oh why did I marry such a cheesy man,” she giggled, pinching the tip of his nose jokingly, “Unlike you though, my love for you will change,” she continued, causing Himchan to glare at her.

CL only laughed her off upon seeing his dumbfounded face. It was totally too cute that she wished she had her camera with her to take a picture. “I wasn’t finished, silly,” she chuckled again, “I was going to say that my love for you will change because it will only grow bigger and bigger each day.”

Now it’s Himchan’s turn to laugh out loud. “And you called me cheesy? That was beyond cheesier than any cheese in the world,” he continued to laugh like there was no tomorrow until she smacked him on the head really hard.

TO BE CONTINUED.

A/N: Another short-ish chapter! Huhu. I hope you still enjoyed it, though. Hee. And no, CL's not pregnant. :( But don't worry she will sooner or later. ;P As usual... subscribe, upvote and comment! ^^