Star in the Mist

☆Hospital☆

"Woohyun, it's been a while. How are you?" Dr. Yoo asked.
"I'm okay, thanks!"
"I heard that you got married. Congratulations!"
"Thank you!"
"What's your reason for visiting today?" She asked, setting down her pen.

Woohyun pulled out a plastic bag that held the plastic stick inside.
He slid it across the table to Dr. Yoo.
She looked at it.

"What kind of test is that, and what does the lines represent?" Woohyun asked, anxiously waiting for the doctor to answer his questions.
Dr. Yoo looked at Woohyun with some questions in mind.

"Has your wife been feeling fatigue?"
"No."
Woohyun quickly thought back to Hoya's housewarming party.
"She actually felt sick the other day."
"Nausea? Vomiting?"
Woohyun recalled last night.
"Yes."
"How about eating? Is she eating less than before?"
"Yes."
Dr. Yoo smiled, sliding the bag back to Woohyun.
"What does it mean? Is it serious?" Woohyun asked.
"Woohyun, your wife is pregnant," she said with a smile.

Woohyun's heart dropped, in shocked.
"Pregnant?"
Dr. Yoo nodded her head.
"Your wife is experiencing what we call morning sickness. It usually occurs during the first or second months of the pregnancy," she explained.
Woohyun tuned out the doctor, as she continued to explain to Woohyun what to expect.
He couldn't accept the news.
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Woohyun entered the house.
You laid on the couch, watching some drama on the TV, covered in a warm blanket.
Your eyes were heavy, and all you wanted to do was sleep.
As much as Woohyun wanted to ignore you, he just couldn't.
He didn't have the heart to do that to you.

Woohyun stood in front of you, as your heavy eyes managed to look at him.
"Are you okay?" he asked, surprising you.
"Yes. Just a small cold," you lied.
"If you need anything, let me know," Woohyun said.
Before you could thank him, he walked upstairs.
What he didn't know was those words meant everything to you.
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A week passed, and your symptoms were slowly going away.
Woohyun kept quiet, and you kept to yourself.
The house became colder than before.
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"Are you okay?" Minho asked, as he noticed a pale look to your face.
"I'm fine," you tried laughing it off.
"I don't know. You don't look so good. Are you sick?"
"Just a slight fever, but I'll be okay," you said.
"Are you sure?" Minho asked.
You smiled and nodded your head to assure him.

"Have you talked to him?" Minho asked, as you guys walked together to the café.
"....no," you frowned.
"Why not?" Minho asked as he stopped.
You looked at him.
"I...I just couldn't speak to him."
"Yah! How long are you going to let this go on? He's probably misunderstanding something this whole time."
"I'm scared."
"Don't be. Do you need me to talk to him?"
"No, Minho," you declined his help.
"Then, you have to tell him how you feel."
Your eyes watered.
"I will."
Minho pulled you into a hug, seeing the tears forming.
"Everything's going to be okay," he said, as he rubbed your back.
"Thank you, Minho," you mumbled.
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Snap. Snap. Snap.
Jihyun smiled, looking at the pictures.
"Thank you, ----------."
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"Feel better?" Minho asked, pulling away from the hug.
You wiped your tears, nodding your head.
Minho placed his hand on your forehead.
"You're so hot. I think we should get you to the hospital," Minho arched his brows in concern.
"No, I'll be okay."
You couldn't afford to stay at the hospital for the night.
"No, you're burning. It could be serious," Minho tried to convince you.
"No, it's really oh---."
Your vision became blurry.
Before you could make out what Minho was saying, everything blacked out.
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The only thing on his mind was you.
I wonder what she's doing.
Woohyun thought, as he stared at the computer screen.
Just as he was about to pull out his phone to send you a text, there was a knock at the door.
"Come in," Woohyun said, setting his phone aside.