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Hwang Bo Wook

Rubbing his dry lips together, Wook frowned as he perused Soo's makeup counter for anything similar to lotion or lip balm. His own lip balm was upstairs in his work bag, and Wook did not feel like walking all the way up there just to grab one thing. Hae Soo lacked nothing on her makeup counter - he was sure he could find something as simple as lip balm.

"Toner… Emulsion… Cellular Radiance what? How does one person need this many face creams?" He muttered to himself as he avoided touching the perfect setup he knew Soo agonized over. "Hwang Bo Mi I dread the day you begin asking for makeup and products."

He opened a drawer and blinked at the neatly organized tubes of what he assumed was lipstick… and lip gloss… and something called tint. He doubted any of these were the things he was looking for. "Hae Soo, you could establish your own mall."

Amused at his wife's love for makeup and products, Wook thought about the business degree she had, wondering if she was not the daughter of a tech mogul, she would have become an aesthetician.

Wook turned at the sound of the bedroom door opening. His eyebrows rose when Mi flounced in and waved to him on her way to Soo's purse on the floor. Her pink slippers tapped on the floor and her pigtails bounced as she cheerfully approached. "I thought it was study time," Wook said, his voice growing strict as his little girl perused her mother's handbag. Her little hands dug around and Wook prepared to scold his daughter. He frowned as Mi nodded her head.

"Mommy needs lip balm. She asked me to get it."

His ire was short-lived and Wook strode to where his daughter knelt on the floor and procured a slim, black tube that he would never have been able to identify on sight. Opening his palm, Wook asked for the tube first. "Can Daddy use that before you take it?"

He smiled when Mi dropped the lip balm into his hand. Wook clicked the case open and removed the tube, resisting the urge to roll his eyes at the superfluous packaging for the little product.

Slathering a copious amount of clear balm on his lips, Wook sighed in relief before snapping the lip balm back into its case and passing the bullet over to Mi. "Thank you, Princess. Now go back and study hard. You have to do good in school to be successful."

Wook held back the laugh that threatened to leave him when Mi's cheerful expression melted into the long-suffering look of a child already laden with too much to study. He felt for his little girl, but knew that it was for the best that she put her mind to work as much as possible.

Continuing to sit on the floor, Wook let his eyes wander to Soo's bag as Mi walked away to deliver her mother's lip balm. Wook rubbed his lips together again, feeling the soft wax shift. It smelled like roses - a scent he had come to attribute only to Soo. When he licked his bottom lip, it tasted like her. His eyes scanned over loose receipts, her coin purse, wallet, and…

Frowning, Wook reached into Soo's bag and pushed the receipts aside to collect a shiny, gold paperclip. The little device held together a small stack of pictures, which Wook quickly deduced to be ultrasounds. Gingerly holding the smooth, flimsy paper, Wook brought the stack closer to see what they looked like.

Without his glasses, he squinted to look at the tiny little thing that swam in a wash of gray ink, wondering if he could deduce from memory if this baby was Mi or Yoon. He hardly questioned why Soo kept ultrasounds in her purse, letting himself hope that having these in her bag would push her to have one more baby.

Even holding the ultrasounds of their children made Wook smile, and he lightly touched the white curve of their baby with the tip of his finger, remembering when Soo had been pregnant. Each time had been a moment of joy in their lives, and Wook remembered how much Soo had put up with to bring their babies into the world.

Glancing at the date to confirm which baby it was, Wook frowned as his vision cleared just enough for him to discern the date. A moment passed as he read and reread the date that was only a few weeks ago.

The gears slowly clicked in place and Wook squinted harder, scanning the rest of the ultrasound to gather any and all information he could.

"Oh, Hae Soo…" he murmured, touching the tiny dot that lived inside his wife. Wook did not need to look up at the calendar on Soo's vanity that marked the dates of her cycles. He did not need to count the number of times they'd had sex. After Wang So left, Soo had refused to even face him as they slept. There was no doubt whose baby this was... but Wook hardly cared.

Good thing you left, huh Wang So? Wook thought to himself. He chuckled softly, running his finger over the picture once more. He felt no animosity to the child. The baby had no faults. How was it to know that it had been conceived from an adulterous relationship between mother and bodyguard?

"Your father isn't ever coming back… so I'll be your father." Whether or not he hated Wang So did not matter. Wook loved Hae Soo and felt himself falling more for her every day. His mistakes of the past were just that - of the past. He would make amends to his wife in this way.

Wang So was gone, and Hae Soo's baby needed a father. Wook hardly liked the idea of Wang So's child living beneath his roof, but when he thought of how the baby in his wife's belly was half of Hae Soo and a direct sibling to his children, Wook felt better about what was happening. Hwang Bo Mi and Yoon would have another sibling related by blood, something Wook did not mind considering how much his princess had wanted another family member.

"Little one… you'll be loved." Wook traced the image with the tip of his pinkie before depositing the stack neatly into Soo's purse once more. There was no need to find its exact location; Soo's bag was cluttered to the point that she would not know that he had even gone near it.

Standing, he rubbed his lips together to feel the lip balm once more, and exited his bedroom.

Wook thought of his children and the number of bedrooms in the house. No doubt Soo would want to keep the baby close to them when it was born, so he had time to choose a bedroom the convert for the little one. He could already envision the late nights and long days with the new baby.

Or… Wook thought of how adamant his wife had been about them moving in with her parents after they'd had Yoon. He knew that his own mother had caused her so much undue stress.

We could move in with her parents, Wook thought. They could take one of the empty areas of the estate and raise their three children there. The home's location would allow easy access to some of the best elementary and middle schools in the country, and shorten Soo's commute to work when she chose to return postpartum.

Later that evening, Wook clambered into bed beside his wife, noting the fact that she only wore underwear. "Do you want me to tell Chae Ryung to lower the thermostat?" Wook asked as he laid down. Soo did not reply, instead she turned around and faced him, her eyes closed, but her arm tightly grasping their blanket against her body.

Removing his glasses, Wook set them onto his nightstand and turned off his lamp. He pulled the covers over his body and scooted closer to Soo, pulling her into his arms and relishing the contact in their bare skin. She complained instantly, moaning and groaning about the heat. Soo's hand met his chest and Wook opened his arms.

"I just wanted to hug you," Wook said with a chuckle. He let go of Soo and felt her roll over to her side of the bed. "I love you, Hae Soo."

"Hmm…"

The next morning, Wook woke abruptly when Soo kicked him on her way off the bed to sprint to their bathroom. He groaned and rubbed his shin, clambering out of bed and walking to where he could hear his wife throwing up. The floor was cold against his feet as he made for the bathroom, squinting in his sleep-addled haze.

He knelt beside Soo on the cold floor and blindly pulled her hair into a ponytail, gripping it gently with one hand and patting her back with the other as she gagged into the toilet.

"I guess the morning sickness is bad this time around?" he asked, yawning against his wife's back.

Soo coughed before turning towards him with a wad of tissues against her nose, eyes wide in shock. Then, Wook realized what he had just said. Soo blew her nose as he kissed her shoulder and gently wrapped his arms around her waist. "I love you both very much."