When Wookyung opened his eyes, his body felt heavy and sluggish.
Honestly, this lethargic sensation had been lingering for days now.
“I really need to cut back on the frequency.”
No matter how much they were in the honeymoon phase, doing it almost every single day was bound to take a toll on his body.
It always started with a kiss, then caresses, and naturally led to penetration.
Before he knew it, two or three hours would pass—sometimes stretching until dawn.
No wonder he couldn’t shake off this exhaustion.
‘Is this how it is for everyone else?’
Wookyung wiped his face dry and glanced at the other side of the bed.
Saheon had apparently been awake for a while—the sheets were neatly straightened.
He got up, stretched lightly, and left the room.
As he approached the kitchen, the rich, slightly bitter aroma of coffee hit his nose.
After their marriage, Saheon had taken charge of meals.
They used to have a housekeeper, but he insisted on doing it himself, saying he didn’t want outsiders in their newlywed home.
Surprisingly, he was good at it, so Wookyung had no complaints.
Today, like always, the table was already set with food.
“You’re up?”
“Yeah.”
Unlike Wookyung, who still felt drained, Saheon looked annoyingly fresh and full of energy.
A mix of irritation and resentment flickered in Wookyung’s eyes as he stared at his alpha.
“What’s wrong?”
Saheon, who had just plated a perfectly toasted French toast, noticed his expression and asked.
“How are you so full of energy all the time?”
“Alphas are naturally like that. I’m on the higher end since I’m an extreme dominant. Plus, I exercise regularly. You should join me.”
“No thanks. Are you trying to kill me?”
Wookyung had no stamina left for workouts—he was already expending too much energy in bed.
Honestly, just getting through work every day was exhausting enough.
He accepted the plate Saheon handed him.
The syrup-drizzled toast glistened, making his mouth water.
But just as he was about to take a bite, he paused.
‘What’s this?’
A faint metallic scent—something he usually wouldn’t notice—seemed to linger in the air.
“When did you buy these eggs?”
“The ones stocked a few days ago, why? Does it taste off?”
If it was just a few days ago, they shouldn’t be spoiled.
Saheon, who was more meticulous about Wookyung’s health than anyone, only bought organic groceries and strictly monitored expiration dates.
“No.”
He took a bite.
The sweet, fluffy flavor spread over his tongue.
Once he started eating, it was fine.
Maybe he had imagined it.
Dismissing it, Wookyung finished his meal and left for work with Saheon.
The next odd moment came when Assistant Manager Kim sat beside him.
The mix of sweet, greasy, and bitter instant coffee—combined with the pungent smell of cigarettes—hit him like a wave.
“Ugh.”
“Team Leader Gil, you okay? Hangover?”
“No.”
Wookyung covered his mouth with his palm and shook his head.
But the nausea only grew worse.
“Then what? You pregnant or something?”
Assistant Manager Kim’s teasing remark made Wookyung freeze.
His gaze automatically shifted to the desk calendar.
Counting the dates… it was possible.
Their honeymoon had been a continuous, burning haze—so intense that just remembering it made his face heat up.
With their pheromones running wild, his heat cycle had even triggered.
‘No way.’*
The strange lethargy that wouldn’t fade, the faint but revolting smells, the queasiness—ignoring this unease wouldn’t be wise.
“Huh? Team Leader Gil? Where are you going?”
“Just need some fresh air.”
Wookyung grabbed his phone and headed straight for the elevator, quickly searching for nearby clinics.
As soon as he found an omega-specialized hospital within a 10-minute distance, he left the office.
The short rainy season had ended, and summer was in full swing.
The scorching sunlight made him dizzy the moment he stepped outside.
Squinting, his vision swayed.
Yeah, his body definitely wasn’t right.
After steadying his breath, he trudged under the shade of trees and barely made it to the hospital.
“Here for a consultation?”
“Yes.”
“Which department?”
Wookyung scanned the guide behind the receptionist before murmuring, “Obstetrics and gynecology.”
The receptionist smiled kindly, as if understanding his embarrassment, and handed him a slip.
“Please go to Exam Room 3.”
The waiting room had about two people.
He didn’t wait long before his name was called.
“Take a seat. What brings you in today?”
“Well…”
Wookyung swallowed hard.
Putting it into words was harder than he thought.
The doctor waited patiently until he finally explained his symptoms.
A blood test was suggested.
Minutes later, the results came.
“You’re pregnant. About two weeks along.”
“Pregnant?”
“Yes. It’s still early, so we’ll need to confirm next week, but the likelihood is high.”
The doctor kept talking, but Wookyung barely heard anything.
He didn’t even remember how he left the hospital.
Stumbling outside, he stared blankly at the precautionary guidelines in his hand.
The words were there, but it still didn’t feel real.
Back at work, he moved through the day half-dazed, making uncharacteristic mistakes.
His concerned colleagues practically pushed him out the door at 6 PM—his complexion must’ve been terrible.
“You’re sick and didn’t tell me?”
Saheon was waiting in the elevator, likely tipped off by an employee.
Wookyung stared up at his alpha. Honestly, he still couldn’t believe it.
But the hospital receipts and guidelines in his bag were undeniable proof.
“Wookyung? What’s wrong?”
Saheon’s face grew more worried.
Without thinking, the words spilled out.
“I went to the hospital earlier.”
“The hospital? Why? Are you sick?”
“Not sick, just…”
He sighed.
The elevator descended to the parking lot without stopping.
As the doors opened, Wookyung spoke.
“I’m pregnant.”
It was strange.
Just moments ago, it hadn’t felt real.
But seeing Saheon’s wide-eyed disbelief made it suddenly vivid.
“…What?”
“We’re having a baby.”
“A—a baby?”
Saheon stuttered over the word, looking even more stunned than Wookyung.
‘What, does he not want it?’
Just as anxiety began creeping in, Saheon’s face lit up like the sun breaking through clouds.
“Really? Wookyung, is it true?”
The joy in his voice spread to Wookyung, transforming his earlier bewilderment into something else.
Pride and happiness flooded his chest.
“Wookyung, thank you. I love you. I’ll do everything right—I’ll take care of everything.”
Saheon pulled him into a tight embrace, rambling uncharacteristically.
But wrapped in those strong arms, the last traces of Wookyung’s anxiety melted away.
“They said it’s not confirmed yet. I have to go back next week.”
His voice came out sulky.
Of course it did.
Ever since meeting this man, he kept getting swept along—swearing off office romance, only to end up married to that alpha, and now pregnant on top of it all.
Life never went as planned.
‘A honeymoon baby, of all things.’
That kind of thing was something I’d only heard about from others.
“Alright. I’ll go with you then.”
Saheon wrapped his arm around Wookyung’s waist.
He pressed a light kiss to his forehead, and his fingers brushing through his hair were as tender as always.
“But seriously… I should’ve stopped you, even if I had to kick you.”
Held firmly in his embrace, Wookyung let himself complain like a spoiled child, feeling safe.
“It’s because you love me. That’s why our little one came running to us so quickly. Right?”
“What nonsense.”
“Don’t you love me? Hmm?”
As he asked, Saheon kept pressing kisses all over Wookyung’s cheeks, temples, ears, and the bridge of his nose.
The ticklish sensation eventually drew a laugh out of Wookyung.
“Yeah, I love you. Fine. I love you, okay?”
“See? That’s why.”
That’s why, my foot.
Wookyung almost denied it inwardly but ended up admitting it honestly.
[So it’s okay.]
Those words whispered to him—the him who once swore he had no interest in love.
To the him who had lived a lie, pretending to be possessed even after presenting as an omega.
[Now, all you have to do is live happily, loving and being loved.]
He was right.
He did love him.
The one who stayed by his side.
So even when an adorable little being—one who would firmly tie them together—arrived unexpectedly fast, it didn’t feel strange at all.
If anything, it made him happy.
So now, as he resolved to live fully in the present, a smile more at ease than ever settled on his face.
