TITLE: you're lucky i love you SUMMARY: In which Jong Kook would do anything for Ji Hyo, even going out at 3 in the morning just to make her happy.     Jong Kook could feel a loving smile tug at his lips as he gazed at Ji Hyo napping beside him, the gentle breeze sweeping at her long lashes and the sun giving her that nice dust of blush around her cheeks.   She was gorgeous. And God only knows how much he loves this woman with his entire being. If he could, he’d give the whole world to her and more! She was the most important person in his life, and he doesn’t know what he’ll do if he loses her — he hopes he won’t ever have to experience that any time soon or in the future.   “Oppa...” Ji Hyo groaned, her eyes cracking open slightly to look at him. “You should take a picture, it will last longer.” See, even when she just roused from her sleep, she can still be witty. And that’s one of the millions of reasons why he loves her so much.   Jong Kook moved closer to her and lightly nuzzled his nose against hers. “Why do I need to take a picture if you’ll be the view that I’ll wake up to every morning and the view I’ll see right before I go to sleep?”   She snorted at his cheesy remark, swatting his face away. “Oppa, it’s 3 o’clock in the afternoon. Cheesy lines are reserved before bedtime.”   “Don’t worry, my love. For you, I’ll have an endless list of cheesy lines to melt at,” he grinned cheekily. Did he mention already just how much he loves this woman?   “Yeah, well, it’s time for you to wake up, oppa.”   Jong Kook blanked at her sudden statement. “What?”   Ji Hyo shifted to face him. “I said what I said, oppa. You need to wake up now.”   “What do you mean? Ji Hyo-yah, you’re real!”   “Of course, I’m real, oppa. But this — this is all just a dream. And us being here is just a figment of your imagination. It’s time for you to wake up. Now.”   “Ji Hyo —“   She pushed him harshly, and suddenly, Jong Kook jolted out from his subconscious.   “Oppa...” a female voice whispered beside him, shaking him lightly to wake him more.   “Ji Hyo-yah?” he blinked up blearily at her, belatedly processing the sad, kicked puppy look she had on her face right now with her hand placed protectively over her bump.   Ji Hyo.   Bump.   Ah, so this is what Dream Ji Hyo meant with him needing to wake up immediately. Real life Ji Hyo, his pregnant wife Ji Hyo, needed him.   He quickly gained composure and bolted up from the bed, raising Ji Hyo’s arms swiftly and giving her a thorough checking. “What is it, yeobo? Are you in pain anywhere? Is it time to give birth to uri Mi Young-ie? Wae, wae? What’s wrong?”   Ji Hyo giggled at his mother-henning. “No, oppa. I’m not in pain, and it’s not time for me to give birth to Mi Young yet. I still have 3 months left!”   “Then what do you want, my love?”   At the question, Ji Hyo’s face turned sheepish and went silent, ducking her head down to her chest.   “Wae? What is it, Ji Hyo-yah?”   “I’mcravingforCheetosandchocolatechipicecreamoppa.”   “What’s that, babe? Can you say it for me again but slowly, please?”   She took a deep breath and raised her head to look at Jong Kook better. “I’m craving for Cheetos and chocolate chip ice cream, oppa.”   Eh?   Jong Kook tilted his head in confusion. She wanted what? At what?   “Babe, it’s 3am. I don’t think any place that sells what you’re craving for is still open.”   And now we’re back at the kicked puppy face. Ji Hyo’s eyes widened, with the corners tugged down (Jong Kook doesn’t