[CONTENTID1]Second month (21 October 2014)[/CONTENTID1]

[CONTENTID2]Dongwoon slumped tiredly on the couch. Doojoon followed behind in a tow and sat beside his wife. Both were unable to say anything, head felt dizzy and the stomach made a weird flip flop since they’re awake. It had been a week since this happened every morning.

“Are you okay, Woonie?”

“Not really, my head was still spinning.” Doojoon let out a sigh.

“Me too…I do hope I can take care of you bu- uppff!” Doojoon quickly cupped his mouth and ran to the bathroom again. Dongwoon just could send a wary and worry look. He had no strength to help his husband there. The sound of vomiting echoed it their room. Dongwoon massaged his temple trying to ease the pain.

Doojoon returned back to Dongwoon’s side with paler face and more tired look. Dongwoon felt bad for his husband but nothing can be done, seriously they’re sharing the same fate right now. Well, guess it’s thanks to their baby. “Lucky we have no schedule in the morning or I don’t know how to handle this.” Doojoon said, closing his eyes. Dongwoon smiled bitterly, bringing his hand to run through the smooth hair. Doojoon smiled a bit as his wife massaged his pounding head. “Thanks.”

“It’s fine. I- um, wait.” Now it’s time for Dongwoon running to the bathroom. Doojoon wrinkled as he felt the nausea up to his throat again but he suppressed it this time. It was nothing come out tho, their stomach already emptied entirely by right now as only clear liquid came out when he threw up last time. Doojoon bet it probably the same for Dongwoon but they can’t help it. Doojoon knew it will be the most painful to bear without anything coming out, just the clear liquid. Doojoon sighed and reached out for his phone on the nightstand, calling up someone.

“Hoon hyung… I need your help again today.” Doojoon said through the phone with the background of Dongwoon’s vomiting sound.

“Here, eat something.” Hoon came into the room with a tray filled by two bowl of porridge and a glass of ginger tea. Doojoon sat up on the bed, Dongwoon was unable to move. The elder helped his wife with all his might to let him leaned against the bed, Hoon’s helping him too. At last, Dongwoon was seated and Doojoon took the glass for him. He helped the younger to sip a little bit of the tea. Hoon just smiled seeing them.

“Eat, hum?” Dongwoon nodded. Doojoon took the bowl and scooped up some porridge, blowing it a little for Dongwoon. He brought it closer to Dongwoon’s lips and the younger ate it. Hoon took his leave as he saw his needs ended there. Doojoon kept feeding Dongwoon until the younger stopped him.

“You eat too, Doo.” Doojoon smiled.

“After you ate some more.” Dongwoon shook his head lightly.

“I’m done.”

“But it’s too little…” Dongwoon shook his head again, telling Doojoon to eat. Doojoon sighed in defeat and nodded. He began to feed himself. Dongwoon flashed a smile.

“I feel bad for burdening Hoon hyung this whole week.” Doojoon looked at Dongwoon.

“I do too.” Doojoon took the last spoon and gulped it down. “But we have no choice, not when both of us had the terrible morning sickness this whole week.”

“You ask for