"Is there anything left to get in the car?" Sunggyu asked Howon as the younger entered the kitchen through the connected garage door with two large, overly stuffed bags in his hands. The rest of their luggage was presumably in the house already from few earlier trips. 

"Yep," Howon chirruped as he set the heavy bags onto the patterned tile kitchen floor. Once his muscles relaxed with lack of weight to carry, he straightened out his back and smiled at Sunggyu who wasn't even focused on him. 

He laughed as he noticed Sunggyu watching his every move with a look of desire and his laughter only increased as Sunggyu didn't pick up on his realization. So he flexed his biceps only to receive a pair of wide eyes from Sunggyu as he marveled in the size of the muscle. 

"Hyung!" Howon called loudly, snapping Sunggyu from his Howon trance. Sunggyu raised his line of sight to make eye contact with Howon and blushed prettily as he was caught gawking. He avoided further eye contact and found the floor very interesting. 

Howon laughed once more and stepped towards him with wide spread arms, asking for a hug of reassurance. 

Sunggyu looked back up and suddenly giggled, blush disappearing from his cheeks. He entered the embrace, wrapping his arms tightly around Howon's neck as the younger suddenly spun the elder around in his tight grip. 

Sunggyu broke into loud laughter as Howon spun him until he saw stars form before his very eyes from dizziness. He followed their every move with interest and felt some begin to rise in his throat, dragging against the sensitive skin of his throat as the sharp points pierced it. It burned and made his mouth salivate, causing him to silently gag. 

Howon noticed the look Sunggyu's face contorted into as he felt the discomfort of the stars in his throat, "Are you alright?" Howon asked as he observed the elder who was beginning to pale gradually. 

Sunggyu nodded his head in silent response. He closed his eyes to focus on keeping everything in his stomach and from rising up his now raw throat. 

Howon was a bit panicky as he watched his newly wedded husband pale a bit more as he tried to control it. In a situation like this, it couldn't possibly be taken seriously by Howon. So he started singing, "Conceal, don't feel. Put on a show, make one wrong move and everything will blow~ out your mouth in chunks," he parodied, trying to make fit for the predicament. 

This seemed to do the trick because Sunggyu smiled and even laughed in comfort.  He opened his eyes slowly to focus on Howon who was now a smiling ball of Busan sunshine as he began to dance cutely, yet expertly. 

"Stop it," Sunggyu ordered, reaching out to push the younger playfully on the shoulder. He felt surprisingly better and smiled cautiously in case the sudden nausea returned. 

Howon laughed and grabbed Sunggyu's shoulders, "Ready to unpack now? It's our first time in our house as a married couple," he reminded. Sunggyu nodded blissfully in response. 

It was true what he said. They had just returned from the airport that returned them from their two month honeymoon in Japan. They just took their first steps as husband and husband for eternity, no mind in their own house. 

The two took a bag of their own and headed up the stairs, Howon making a mental note on how this was their first time ascending up their stairs as a married pair. 

Once they reached their bed room, Sunggyu threw down his bag and headed to their bed, crashing dramatically on to it as he sunk into the thick comforter the two had picked out together a month before their wedding. The stale smell from lack of use filled the air with its stench, curling into Sunggyu's nostrils undesirably. 

Howon snickered from the side as he watched his husband and started to his bag, "Come on, Gyu. It's time to unpack now," he announced as he pulled out a pair of jeans that neither worn on the trip. It was too ridiculously hot for them to ba able to. 

Sunggyu huffed and forced himself up to go unpack, via Howon's request. He started on his bag and pulled everything out willy nilly, mounting a pile next to his seat on the floor. 

The two unpacked in comfortable silence, the occasional closing of a dresser drawer heard as someone put something away neatly in its place or the rubbing of material as one folded the clothing. It was silent, but a comfortable silence at that. 

Sunggyu had spent the last five minutes sitting on their bed while he folded his clean clothes that were in the luggage bag. There were a lot, he noted, but what do you expect from the extremely lengthy visit they took in the beautiful foreign country. It was just bewildering that it seemed to have gone by so fast. 

Once all of the clean clothes were folded and unpacked from his bag, Sunggyu grabbed as much of the pile as he could before hoisting himself up without use of his arms. However, upon moving to get up, when the male was on his own two feet, another sudden wave of nausea came over him and limited his movement to just standing if even that. 

Sunggyu felt sick to his stomach and could feel the bile rising dangerously in his throat. His mouth began to salivate like his body was preparing him to throw up, just like before. 

He threw the clothes to his side, hoping that they didn't unfold so easily as they landed. His hands went straight to his knees to prop him up as he tried to control his breathing. He breathed out loudly, successfully catching Howon's attention. 

The younger looked away from his task and saw Sunggyu in his current state. Sudden worry and concern over took his senses as he rushed over and set a comforting hand on the elder's back. 

"Are you okay?" he asked instinctively, with no other question of concern to ask coming to mind. He did not like how pale Sunggyu's skin was and how there was a thin film of sweat accumulating on his forehead just under his bangs. 

Sunggyu shook his head slowly and waited until he didn't feel so sick to straighten out and stand up correctly to give a