Chapter 49

Tiffany stretched out on her large bed & opened her eyes, feeling the morning sunshine grace through the window. She leaned over to her side & reached a hand out to touch her husband’s face. Leaning down, she pressed a kiss on his cheek which caused him to smile in contentment but still his eyes remained closed. It was just as if it was any other day, although, something felt different. A churning in her stomach made her quickly rush to the bathroom but once she got there, it went away. She sighed, confused about what just happened. She had felt that off & on for a few months now but thought nothing of it, not wanting to worry Jejung since he was slowly starting to get into the Kim music industry, not as a singer but as a businessman but still, he didn’t quit his singing career all together yet.

Brushing her teeth & freshening up, Tiffany wrapped herself in a purple grand & es wrap robe & counted silently to herself as she walked out of her bedroom & down the stairs to the kitchen. Feeling her way around the kitchen, she got out some ribs, seafood, vegetables, fish, cucumber & kimchi. She the stove slowly, putting it to medium & started cooking.

Humming to herself as she cooked, Tiffany smiled as she heard some familiar soft footsteps come in. Jejung crept up behind his wife & encircled his arms around her, giving her a kiss on the neck, “I guess you heard footsteps once again, huh?” Tiffany nodded & leaned back against him, “You are so loud, you know?” Jejung chuckled, “I swear I was as quiet as a cat.” He kissed her right ear, “It’s just your enhanced hearing.” Tiffany giggled, “That tickles.” Jejung smiled & closed his eyes, inhaling the aroma of her cooking, “Something smells really good in here.” Tiffany nodded, “Could you bring those two plates with the grilled short ribs on them over here, Jaejoong Oppa?” Jejung nodded & did as she bid. She carefully place the kimchi she believed was half & then scooped them into each plate equally, “Beautiful as always. Perfectly done, hon.” Jejung said, as he turned off the stove & ushered his wife to their dining table.

“You know that you are going to spoil me rotten & get me fat with a pot belly some day with your cooking skills.” Tiffany laughed, trying to picture him with a potbelly & a double chin, “If you do, I will be forcing you to work out every day until you tone down but my cooking will not stop.” They silently said their prayers before their meal. His secret prayer was for Tiffany to gain her eyesight back soon someday even though he didn’t mind her being blind one bit. It was just that he thought it was unfair that she had to lose one of her primary senses in such an awful way.

Jejung scooped some of the spicy seafood salad up to his mouth & savored the taste on his tongue, “Delicious.” He finished his breakfast in three minutes & was sad when he found it all gone. He grinned mischievously & took his chopstick to steal some of the food on Tiffany’s plate but Tiffany brought her hand down & slapped it. He pulled back & pouted, “Learn to control your appetite Yeobo, or else I’m going to tell Yunho that you will have to enroll in a five hour workout class.” Jejung got up & pulled his wife off her chair so that he could sit down & set her on his lap. He kissed the nape of her neck again, “Don’t worry, I won’t get fat. I have to stay in shape or else you will get stolen away from under my nose, my adorable Miyoung.” He said. Pulling her tighter to him, Tiffany finished the last of her meal & wiped & was about to get up to do the dishes when he adjusted her until she was facing him. Tiffany’s breath caught as she felt his mouth inch closer to hers. Their lips met & they shared their morning kiss.

Pulling away after a while, Jejung gently set Tiffany back on her feet & took the plates & headed for the sink, “I will do the dishes.” He washed the plates & chopsticks. When he got to the chopsticks, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride overcome him. Tiffany had one series of cooking awards & had also been on the iron chef show in japan to battle with the chinese iron chef, defeating him by eight points just the past month. He grinned at the memory.

“I can feel you smiling. What are you smiling about?” Tiffany asked, & then flicked some of the water in the sink at Jejung which woke him back up, “Hey, you are going to regret that.” Tiffany squealed & started running away but Jejung held her firmly in his grasps, tickling her mercilessly, “Okay, okay, I surrender.” Jejung stopped but held his arms around her waist still, “You know what, speaking about me gaining some weight, have you been gaining weight lately?” He felt a hand on her stomach &d felt a slight roundness there that hadn’t been there before on her usually skinny frame. Tiffany stopped smiling & also felt the bulge. She had been feeling it for a while now but hadn’t known what it was. She looked up at Jejung in alarm as something clicked in her head.

At that moment, the doorbell rang & Jejung left to go open it. Siwon & Sunny came in with a smile on their faces with a basketful of fruits, “Congratulations!” Siwon said loudly, shaking Jejung’s hand hard & ing the basket of fruits at him. Jejung looked at him confusedly, “What are you talking about?” Tiffany walked up to Jejung & he led her to sit on their couch, gesturing to Siwon & Sunny to do the same on the opposite couch. Sunny didn’t sit down though. She got up to give Tiffany a big hug, “Congratulations, Tiffany.” At that point, Tiffany started crying as she gasped, confirming her earlier thought. Jejung looked at her worriedly & wiped away the tears that had formed in her eyes, “What’s wrong? Why are you crying now?” Siwon laughed & got up from his seat to pat Jejung on the back, “Seems like you are still clueless.” Jejung looked up at him, waiting for an answer, “Remember how Tiffany came to my clinic to get a check up last week?” Jejung nodded & Siwon couldn’t help but laugh more at his weird expression.

Tiffany decided to take the matter into her own hands. Wiping away more of her tears, she then took Jejung’s hands into hers, looking directly at him, “I’m pregnant.” He blinked several times & then his eyes closed & he fainted. Tiffany, feeling his collapse, quickly panicked. She shook him, “Yeobo, are you alright? Don’t scare me.” Siwon felt Jejung’s forehead & started laughing once again. Sunny laughed too, as she said, “Isn’t it usually the mother that is supposed to faint from spells not the father?” Tiffany shook her head & smiled, once reassured that Jejung was okay. She pinched him hard in the arm which jolted him awake. He stared at Tiffany once more, taking her hands back in his, “Is it true?” Tiffany nodded, “I’m going to be a father?” Tiffany nodded again. Jejung got up & took Tiffany in his arms, lifting her up to spin her around.

“I’m going to be a daddy & you are going to be a mommy. This is one of the best days of my life.” Tiffany laughed at his gaiety & happiness as they celebrated the time for new life.