Haneul’s POV

I wanted to ignore Junhyung until he apologize but I felt bad. I felt bad for getting angry and calling him naggy. Usually he would come out after ten minutes, but he has been inside for twenty minutes or so already. I looked at our room door and sighed.

“Skye, you’re at fault. How can you call him names like that? You’re the procrastinator, not him. You’re the cause for his endless nagging. Do you think nagging is fun? It takes up a lot of energy you know. He does not have much energy already and you’re making him waste it pointlessly. Your fault.” I scolded myself.

I knocked once on the door to let him know I was going to go in.

“Junr.. Eh..” I saw him asleep on the bed.

“Sorry, Junroro. It’s my fault.” I whispered into his ear.

I covered the blanket over him and the air conditioner.

“Sleep well.” I kissed his forehead.

I went outside and continued with my work. I jumped when I heard a loud thud. I looked around, looking for whatever that caused the sound, but nothing dropped.

“AGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” I heard a painful yell coming from the bedroom.

I almost choked. I dropped my pen and ran to the bedroom.

Junhyung was on floor, clutching his stomach, yelling and crying.

“Junroro! Wake up!” I shook him.

“Han… Haneul… Haneul…” He called out, panting.

“Ha…neul… Haneul… Hel.. Help…” He cried.

“I’m here, Junroro! What is wrong!? Wake up please!” I shook him harder, patting him cheeks as well.

“Ha… neul…” He sobbed.

“Ple…ase…” He begged

“Junroro! I’m here!! Wake up! You’re dreaming! Yah!!” I hit his arm.

“Ha..neul… Ha..neul… HA..NEUL!!!!” He screamed.

“OPEN YOUR EYES!!! YAH!!!” I shouted.

He was scaring me with his crying and yelling.

“Please wake up!” I was crying unconsciously.

“Haneul…. Help… Someone…” He pleaded.

“I’m here! Just open your eyes! You’ll be fine! It’s just a dream! It’s not real! Wake up!” I cradled him in my arms, patting his cheeks.

“Haneul…. Come back… Please….” He continued crying.

“Help…. Help…. Please….” He choked.

“JUNRORO!! WAKE UP!!!” I shouted, slapping his cheeks countless times desperately.

He breathed hard, as thou he was out of breath, and then to my relieve, his eyes shot open.

“WHAT HAPPENED!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON THE FLOOR TREMBLING AND YELLING LIKE THAT!?” I shouted, letting him sit up.

He looked at me, beads of sweat covering his entire face. He seemed shaken up. He looked around, touched his stomach, and then looked back at me.

“Where… am I?” He asked with a cracked voice.

“Where are you? At home, of course! In our bedroom!” I said, wiping the sweat of his forehead.

“What in the world happened? You were yelling my name, crying and shaking.” I said, still supporting him with my arm.

“I… I had a weird dream… A very, very weird dream..” He said.

“What dream?” I asked.

“I dreamt… that it was me.. and not you… who is..” He said, looking at me.

“What?” I asked.

“Pregnant.” He said, looking sad.

I looked at him with raised eyebrow. He dreamt that he was pregnant? What sort of funny dream? Is this the result of piled up stress? I almost laughed, but I stopped myself. I did not want him he feel that I am laughing at him. But the thought of him being pregnant is just funny.

“I know.. I know.. It’s weird. At the end of the dream, I kind of fell and miscarriage or something, that’s why I was yelling and crying. The pain felt so real.” He said, touching his stomach.

He leaned against me, pouting cutely, looking at his hands.

 “What are you talking about, Junroro?” I said.

 “Huh?” He looked at me.

“You are pregnant. It has always been you.” I said.

Sorry, Junhyung. You are just too cute when in shock, and I think it is in my nature to tease you.

His eyes widened. He stood up, backing away from me.

He looked so scared and confused. He looked like he wanted to say something when he clutched onto his stomach. He bend forever, as thou in pain.

“Wha… Oh my.. god.” I said, staring at his legs.

Blood trickled down his legs. He looked like he really had a miscarriage but of course it was not the case. I took a quick look at the calendar.

“What is going on!?” He cried. He looked as thou he was going to faint.

“NOTHING IS GOING ON! YOU’RE NOT PREGNANT! I WAS JUST TEASING YOU! SORRY!” I hurried to him, supporting him before he collapse.

“But my stomach hurts!” He cried with a pout.

“It’s just your period! Remember?” I said, pointing to the calendar as I rubbed his back to calm him down.

“But…” He looked at me.

“You’re just in your boxer, that’s why it looks so scary. Go and change. I’ll get you something hot. You’ll be fine. You’re not pregnant. I was just kidding with you. How could you be pregnant? You’re a man, remember? It is me who is pregnant. Our baby is here.” I took his hand, pressing it against my own belly.

He looked at me with teary eyes.

“Can you walk on your own? Does it hurt a lot?” I asked.

He nodded, then shook his head, and nodded again.

“What?” I asked.

“I can walk.” He said softly.

“Alright. Go change up, and then lie back on the bed, okay? I’ll be here. No worries.” I kissed his cheek.

He nodded obediently. I made sure he was okay before going to the kitchen to heat up with heat pack. I stood at the stove, thinking about what just happened. I could not help but laugh at his priceless face. He looked so pitiful to the point it was so cute. 

“Why are you laughing?” I heard from behind.

I turned around to see him changed and pouting at me. His cheeks were still tear stained and his hair was still in a mess.

“Opps.” I stuck out my tongue, looking down.

“Why did you tease me like that?” He asked.

“I’m sorry. I was just… I’m sorry.” I apologized.

He pouted, leaning against the wall, rubbing his stomach.

“Painful?” I asked.

He nodded.

“Go and lie down. I’ll be there soon.” I said.

“I’ll wait for you.” He said softly, looking at his feet.

“Erm… Alright then. Just give me five minutes.” I said.

While waiting for the heat pack to heat up, I made him hot chocolate.

“Come, let’s go.” I said, pulling him into the room.

He sat on the bed, sipping the hot chocolate.

“It’s going to be a little hot, but it’ll be fine.” I said, putting the heat pack gently on his stomach.

He winced a little at the heat but did not push it away.

“Still very hot? Should I put a towel under it?” I asked.

“It’s fine.” He said, handing me the cup.

“You don’t want it?” I asked.

“Share.” He said.

“Oh okay.” I took a sip of the drink before settling it on the table.

“Sorry I teased you.” I said, letting him lie on my lap.

He did not answer me.

“Sorry~ Quack!” I touched the tip of his nose with the Donald Duck’s beak.

He chuckled, snatching the toy from me.

“Baby Jun~” I poked his cheek.

He looked at me with a glare.

“Glaring Baby Jun~” I said.

He made a face at me. I kissed him on his lips. I could feel his lips curl up into a smile as we kissed.

“Forgive me?” I asked, pulling away.

“Apology accepted.” He smiled.

“Thank you~” I said.

He laughed and nodded.

“The left side of my body hurts.” He whined.

“Caused by the impact when you rolled off the bed I guess.” I said, rubbing his arm.

“You scared me you know. Crying and yelling like that.” I said.

“The dream was scary.” He said.

“I guess as much. The fact you were asleep for less than forty-five minutes and you were already yelling like that.” I said.

“I slept for less than forty-five minutes?” He asked in surprised.

“Yea. How long did you think you slept for?” I asked.

“A few weeks passed in my dream.” He said.

“Well.. That’s why it’s call a dream~” I said.

“But what did you dream of? Apart from, you being… you know..” I gestured awkwardly.

“The dream started out with me vomiting like mad, and then you told me I was pregnant, like how you did just now.” He said, smacking my hand lightly.

“No wonder you freaked out. Sorry~” I laughed.

“And then I went to the doctor and he told me something like I already knew but because I was in shock that’s why my brain chose to ‘protect’ me by blocking out those memories. I lost my memory temporarily or something. He said that he kept it from me the fact he knew it was possible for me to get pregnant.” He continued.

“Huh? But how? I mean… how?” I asked.

“He said I had a womb or something.” He said.

I laughed out loud. It wasn’t on purpose.

“Sorry, sorry!” I apologized when he glared at me.

“Do you want to know or not!?” He snapped.

“Okay, okay. I’ll shhh!” I covered my mouth.

“Then, I got angry and bashed him up. I went to the boys, and it turned out that everyone seem to know, except for me. They were accepting it calmly.” He said.

“So how does it feel like being pregnant?” I asked, replacing the heat pack with my palm, massaging his stomach.

“Horrible! Although it was a dream, I still could feel everything! I couldn’t eat. Everything I ate would come out in a matter of minutes. And I couldn’t even stand Coke!” He pouted.

“HAHAHAHAHAHA!” I laughed.

“Tsk! Don’t laugh! Coke is my life!” He said, his lower lip stuck out.

“Coke is your life, then what am I? What is our baby? What is Tae Hyun and Ji Eun?” I asked.

“My life too.” He said.

“That’s a lot of life, you know.” I said.

“I know. I can handle it!” He said, slapping his chest.

“I still don’t like to be on the same level as a soft drink.” I said.

“Erm… then… but…” He pouted.

“Alright, alright, whatever.” I laughed.

“So what happened next in your dream?” I asked.

“I could only eat kimbap. And I was so weak. You were very patient with me, but after that, we started arguing. Those arguments were heated and it lasted more than a day.” He said.

“We had an argument over the wedding flowers. You wanted light colours but I wanted sunflowers. I said mean stuff and you got angry.” He continued.

“What mean stuff?” I asked.

“I… I said you were trying to make our wedding look like… a funeral.” He said, biting his lower lip.

I frowned and pouted at him.

“I did not.” I said.

“I know, I know. It was just in my dream… Sorry.” He said.

“Naww~ It’s alright. Continue.” I pinched his cheeks lightly.

“You ignored me for two days or something. I tried to apologize, and then you were sarcastic, and I snapped, so we argued again.” He said.

“That’s so me~” I laughed.

He nodded, laughing as well.

“Yah! At times like that you’re not supposed to be agreeing!” I slapped his stomach.

“Owww! Okay sorry! Say it again.” He said.

“That’s so me~” I repeated.

“NO! NO! OF COURSE NOT, LIONNY! HOW ARE YOU LIKE THAT!? THE ‘YOU’ IN MY DREAM IS DEFINITELY SOME EVIL PERSON! NOT YOU! YOU’RE AN ANGEL!” He said.

“YAH!!!!” I smacked him, but couldn’t help but laugh as well.

“You like it, don’t you? You’re blushing~” He poked my cheek.

“NO!” I pushed his hand away, looking away.

“Don’t be shy~” He turned my face back to face him.

“Continue your story!” I said, smacking him again.

“Angel~” He teased me.

“YAH!” I pouted.

“Aigoo aigoo~ Pouting angel~” He laughed, pinching my lips.

I bit his finger.

“Continue with your story!” I demanded.

“Alright. We had a little physical fight, then you stomp off, locking yourself in the balcony. I fell asleep on the couch while waiting for you to come out so I could apologize, but even when I woke up, you were still in there.” He said.

“Why did you wake up then?” I asked.

“Because I wanted to pee.” He said awkwardly.

“HAHAHAHA! That’s so cute~” I pinched his nose.

“Why!? I just wanted to pee!” He pouted.

“Do you know they say if you pee in your dream, you’ll pee for real?” I said.

“Really!? Then I guess I am lucky I did not get to pee, or else… eww..” He covered his face.

“It’s alright even if it happens! I’ll just take it as cleaning up after Tae Hyun, Ji Eun or our future baby.” I said.

“Tsk!” He looked away in embarrassment.

“But why didn’t you get to pee?” I asked, bending over, sticking my face close to his.

“Because I fell down.” He said.

“So you fell in your dream? When you were pregnant!?” I asked.

He nodded.

“And I guess that’s why I fell off the bed as well.” He said.

“Ouch.” I mumbled.

“I tripped. The basin prevented me from falling flat on the floor… But…” He hugged his stomach.

“And then?” I asked, cringing as I imagined how painful that would be.

“I thought it was going to be okay until I saw blood. I tried to call for you but I couldn’t make a sound. I threw stuff to catch your attention in which it worked, I guess, because you came.” He said.

“I reached out for you, asking for help. But you…” He looked at me.

“What evil thing did I do again?” I asked.

“You scolded me. You said I couldn’t even do a simple thing like carrying the baby in me for nine months. You said I killed our baby and you called me a murderer. And then you left.” He said, looking sad.

“What sort of a person am I to you exactly? How come I am such a person in your dreams?” I asked.

“You’re not a mean person! I never saw you as someone like that! I… I don’t know.” He said hurriedly.

“Maybe… I was scared.. Or what.. I really don’t know.” He said.

“You know I’ll never do that. Even if you’re really pregnant, even if you really lost our baby, I’ll never do that. I’ll never scold you for something like that. I’ll never leave you in times of trouble. I cannot promise you anything but I can promise you that.” I said, holding his hand tight.

“I know. Of course. I just… I don’t know.. Stupid head~” He flicked his forehead.

“Hey! Don’t do that! Crazy!” I scolded.

“Get me to do it for you.” I laughed, flicking his forehead.

“Owww!” He pouted.

“Punishment for your brain. Who ask it to come up with such false stories about me!” I said.

He rubbed his forehead, pouting at me.

“Then what happened next?” I asked.

“I pleaded you. I cried. I was in pain. Everything hurts. And then I felt a slap, a rough shake, more slaps, and I woke up to see you staring at me.” He said.

“I heard your pleads.” I said.

“I actually came in about ten minutes before you went crazy. I wanted to apologize to you, but you were asleep. I went back out to do my stuff, and then I heard a loud sound, I think it was caused by you rolling off the bed. I didn’t actually know it was you until you screamed.” I said.

“I tried to wake you up for so long but you kept crying.” I continued.

He shifted slightly.

“What’s wrong? Where hurts?” I asked.

“My back.” He said.

“Aww poor thing~” I massaged his back.

“You knew I was scared and yet you played a joke on me.” He said.

“Hahaha~ That, you have to blame yourself.” I said.

“WHY!?” He yelled.

“Because you looked so cute when you are scared.” I said.

He pouted, hugging the Duckies tightly.

“I was so scared okay! And then when I saw blood, I thought I really…” He looked down.

“Take note of the date next time! Why am I more aware of your dates than you do?” I asked.

“Because you love me!” He said, making a heart shape with his hands.

“You’re just taking advantage of me. Next time, remember it yourself.” I pushed him away, getting off the bed.

“Massage me!” He whined.

“NO! Do it yourself!” I said, heading for the door.

“Hurrrrr it hurts….” He suddenly cried out.

I turned back to see him hugging himself and pouting pitifully at me.

“YOU’RE BANNED FROM USING THAT KIND OF EXPRESSION!” I shouted, stomping back to him.

“No matter how hard you try to be cold, you’re still softhearted, Darling~” He smiled, getting into position for me to massage him.

“Continue talking~” I pinched him.

“AHHHHHHHH OKAY!!! I’LL SHUT UP!!!” He yelled.

“Better keep quiet.” I said.

“Here please.” He said softly, pointing to his lower back.

“I’ll massage wherever I want! Don’t tell me what to do!” I slapped his back.

“Owwwww~” He whined.

Nevertheless, my hands still went to where he pointed, massaging him. Stupid softhearted inner self.

He hugged the two Duckies close to his chest, grinning, enjoying the massage until he fell asleep. How is this man a twenty plus years old? How is this man the badass rapper of Beast? How is this man my soon-to-be husband? This man is obviously just a toddler. 

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When Haneul walked back to massage him

Getting into position for Haneul to massage him

Toddler Jun~