[CONTENTID1]Seventh month (1 March 2015)[/CONTENTID1]

[CONTENTID2]Dongwoon threw the pillow to the ground and began thrashing on the bed. He had been upset because he wasn’t able to move much even to go to the toilet required so much energy of his. Doojoon had taken a week-off to take care of his wife. Throughout the days the husband with him, Dongwoon had vent all out his anger to his poor husband. Doojoon tried his best not to lose his temper as well which left Dongwoon frustrated. The younger knew he had been acting up too much and had a little fear that Doojoon will leave him someday but his anger, upset and frustration took the best of him. Deep inside him, he felt bad for his husband but he can’t control himself anyway.

“Woonie, hey. Love, I’m here. Do you need anything?” Doojoon came into the room as he heard noises from outside. He was cooking lunch for his wife currently and had to leave Dongwoon alone in the room. Dongwoon gave a glare at Doojoon. Doojoon just replied with a warm smile.

“I want to pee but this stupid body just can’t listen to me and let me go by myself.” Dongwoon growled and began to hit his swollen legs. Doojoon quickly walked closer and stopped Dongwoon from hitting himself.

“Don’t do that, baby. Come, I will take you.” Dongwoon wanted to protest but he knew the best he won’t succeed to go by his own. Doojoon carefully helped Dongwoon stepped slowly to the bathroom and let him do his business. The wonderful husband then brought Dongwoon back to the bed. “Do you want anything else, love? I’m preparing the lunch right now.” Mentioning the food, Dongwoon looked up to Doojoon.

“I don’t want another bowl of porridge.” Dongwoon said quickly. As his doctor advised him to get soft foods, he had been fed with porridge for two days already. Doojoon smiled.

“Don’t worry, I didn’t cook that.” Dongwoon nodded.

“Make sure we have mustard in store.” Doojoon blinked.

“Eh, what? Why mustard? You hate that, Woonie.” Dongwoon shook his head.

“I’m going to mix it with my rice.” Doojoon frowned.

“Woonie…that’s-”

“Go away and get my lunch ready quick. I’m hungry.” Dongwoon gave his back to Doojoon. Doojoon scratched his hair and walked out from the room.

“Aish, he’s just getting weird time by time.” Doojoon sighed as he walked back to the kitchen. He went through the things in the kitchen and lucky to find half-full bottle of mustard in his keep. He remembered it’s there last time during the baby shower; Junhyung bought it for his cooking. Doojoon continued to cook with a sigh, remembering yesterday.

Dongwoon had mixed fish sauce into his porridge during lunch yesterday and great amount of sour plum during dinner. Doojoon tried to stop Dongwoon but somehow he couldn’t with great temper of his wife these days. He knew the reason of Dongwoon’s unstable mood but he couldn’t do anything. After getting into the seventh month, Dongwoon’s movement had been limited thanks to his big belly and also his legs started to swollen. The doctor also noted that he’s lacking of calcium and the maknae’s bone is not that strong. A wrong step might lead to a broken bone. That made Doojoon worried all the time. Hyunseung took a week leave before him just to accompany Dongwoon. But the maknae kept whining to have his own husband accompanied and Doojoon granted that with a week of leave after Hyunseung. Well, it’s a bit hell for him with Dongwoon’s temper but he endured it because he knew Dongwoon was in much more pain than himself.

While his thought was away, the lunch was done and Doojoon served it on a small table. He will bring it to Dongwoon and let the younger ate in the room. It had been like that since last week where Hyunseung was in charge of taking care of Dongwoon. That dancer had suggested it and got Dongwoon to listen to him even though the maknae was protesting so much at first. Perhaps the maknae realized he couldn’t move like usual anymore and just received his fate.

“Woonie. Lunch is here.” Doojoon said and walked into the room with the table. Dongwoon didn’t reply. Doojoon walked closer and set the table on the floor next to the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed. He touched Dongwoon lightly. “Baby, are you sleeping?”

Dongwoon moved a bit and turned to Doojoon. He rubbed his eyes and got up