“Are you eating everything that I told you to eat?” Hwangssabu asks you sternly and you glare at him for a moment, rolling your eyes as you nod your head.  He smiles smugly, probably happy that you finally listened to him, before he walks over to where Seung Hyun is doing his version of “push-ups.”  You laugh at him as he gets scolded before you slip off your oh-so comfortable ballet flats, you rubbing your sore feet after.  Your doctor was right; wearing no heels helps when it comes to carrying around that baby boy in your tummy.

     “I can do better push-ups than you, honey,” you tell Seung Hyun sweetly as he sits on the bench next to you, drinking his water.

     “Not anymore since you’re carrying our son around,” he grins and you scowl, still rubbing your feet when he notices how painful your feet look.  His playful facial expression softens, and his hand reaches for your legs before he sets your feet on his lap.  Rubbing them softly, you close your eyes, suddenly feeling the flutters tingling all in your stomach as his hands caress the soreness away.

     “S-Seung Hyun?”

     “Hmm?” You finally notice how y his husky and deep, baritone voice sounds right now and you press your lips together tightly before you say your next words.

     “This really turns me on.”

I'm on a roll, you guise, lol