Chapter 22 F O R E L S K E T

F O R E L S K E T

(Norwegian) (n.) the euphoria you experience when you're first falling in love.

"Drink this."

Eunae's face instantly fell upon seeing the drinking glass filled with the liquid she hated the most.

"No, I'm not drinking that disgusting thing," she outright refused, shaking her head in utter disapproval.

"Little sunset, you have to. You and the little rainbows need this," Sehun coaxed with the gentlest tone she had ever heard him.

"No, we don't. We're perfectly fine," she mused her hands from her head to toe as if telling him they were alright. "See?"

"You are drinking this," he said sternly, having no room for any conversation.

Shaking her head once again, she crossed her arms over her chest and raised a brow at him. "I told you, I'm not."

Placing the glass on the table near their bed, he leaned against the door and crossed his arms over his chest, mocking her. "We can do this the easy way or the hard way," he taunted, wanting her to just give in.

But being stubborn that she was, Eunae tightened her grip on her arms even more as she narrowed her eyes on him. "I'm not drinking that."

"I'm not giving you an option, little sunset," he stated, shooting her a slithering gaze.

Getting irritated by his stubbornness, Eunae placed her hands on her waist that instantly earned her a scoff.

This was her usual way of telling him to shut up and drop whatever topic they were having. This had been always effective. Sehun would always understand what her action meant and would choose to back down in whatever argument they were having.

But that was until she found herself pregnant, and Sehun decided to become five times more protective than he already was.

"I swear to God, Sehun, you'll see yourself sleeping on the couch if you dare me drink that."

"No one's sleeping on the couch, little sunset, and you're going to drink this. You are absolutely going to do that now," he stated firmly, his brows scrunched in a strict manner.

"No!" Eunae held her ground, stomping her feet like a child, but not as harsh as she usually did.

They just got home after a long drive and Sehun had just literally tucked Mark in the bed a few minutes ago, and Eunae had no plans of waking up their little angel by her pregnancy tantrums.

To say that her blood was boiling would have been an understatement. If someone could just see her right now, murder would have been the only word to describe her. She hated the sly liquid to the bones because of the weird taste it left on her taste buds.

And what she hated the most was probably needing to drink it at least once a day whenever she was pregnant. Screw hormones! Screw pregnancy!

Seemingly not liking her response, Sehun sauntered towards her, grabbing the glass in his hand. He stopped exactly just an inch from her face with a mischievous smile lingering on his lips.

And being the wise and experienced wife, she was, she knew it only meant one thing: trouble.

"You'll drink this on your own or you'll have me help you? Choose, little sunset, and you better choose the right decision for the both of us."

Eunae knew what that mischievous smile was hinting-Sehun would mostly likely take a sip of the glass of milk and had her drink it directly from his mouth only to be followed by a few rounds of sex after.

Truthfully, she was not, in any way, in disadvantage of this kind of arrangement. She was in fact at a huge advantage, having to drown herself in pleasure.

But when it came to the ugly milk, she despised the most, her pride would just ooze over the place. And being the prideful woman, she was, backing down was surely not an option.

"Fine!" She grunted with all her might, throwing her hands up in the air, finally conceding.

"See? It wasn't hard, was it?" He teased after she drank the glass of milk in one go.

Handing the empty glass, she wanted to break, Eunae rolled her eyes at him, "Now, out!"

"Someone's angry," Sehun teased, running his thumb along her lips, and wiping away a few drops of milk that dripped. Just then, he sucked his thumb and let it go with a loud pop. "You know how much I love this fiery side of you. It just turns me on, babe."

"Whatever, Sehun, get out," she exasperatedly said, pointing at the door while her glinting eyes bore on him. Her blood boiled even more when a grin instantly painted his face and only god knows how much she wanted to wipe it out.

"Okay," clicking his tongue loudly, he swiftly tugged her arm and gave her a chaste kiss that lingered on for a few good seconds. "See you in a bit, little sunset."

Being the petty hormonal wife, she was as of the moment, Eunae dragged the back of her hand and wiped her lips harshly before rolling her eyes. "The only thing you're going to see is your pillow your blanket sitting outside the door."

Almost instantly, she pushed the door shut when Sehun strode outside, laughing out loud looking like a man on meth.

"What an infuriating man!" She hissed, rubbing her temples tiredly before stripping off her clothes and running towards the shower.

As the hot water made a run on her body, Eunae quickly sighed in bliss. This was what all she ever needed after a very tiring day.

Her eyes were quite sore with the crying, her legs and butt were sore with the long drive, and her mind was at the same time doing somersaults, remembering what had happened today.

After seven long years, she finally saw Jaehyun again, and today, she had finally let go of everything that used to bother her. Finally, she was able to fully forgive him with all her heart. Eunae was happy that they were able to reach out to each other again.

It was a liberating experience and probably a very memorable one.

Who would have thought that after everything they had went through, they would be able to reconcile and had the chance to get back they once had and lost? All along, it was understanding, maturity and honesty that they ever needed to free their hearts from the sorrows of their past.

But maybe more than the reconciliation, it was seeing Sehun and Mark that made her even happier. She was surprised seeing them with bright smiles plastering their faces as they went inside the house.

Eunae and Sehun had both decided to be away from each other for a week as she would accompany her mother to fix some business permits and eventually meet the Jungs, while he would stay behind to look after Mark, who still had classes to go to.

But then, just like what Sehun said, he just could not seem to take his eyes and hands off her that he ultimately chose to follow her and ditch Mark's classes altogether.

It might sound funny and ridiculous to many, but for Eunae, it was a sweet and caring gesture, knowing that Sehun was being protective of her and their babies, and that sense of security and safety would always never fail to melt her heart.

To sum it up, today was a great until she had to face her mortal enemy in the form of milk. Having to deal with lone beverage always had her stomach churn, and she hated how Sehun would even force her to take a glass every single night even though he knew how much she hated it.

All throughout their years of dating, Sehun had never bought any kind of drink with milk in it because he knew how much she despised it. He was so understanding that every time they went out on dates, he would never fail to ask the ingredients of her meal. He would make sure she would never had to taste even a slightest bit of milk and most importantly not consume any ingredient that she might be allergic to.

But that was before she got pregnant.

Because the moment they confirmed she was bearing Mark in her womb, Sehun began to deliberately fill their fridge with bottles and bottles of milk, making sure that she got to drink at least once a day.

This pissed her off to the bones that she had Sehun sleep on the couch for a week. But that was not just it. She even reprimanded him from touching her for another week only to see herself succumbing to his unfair negotiations after a few days.

Eunae knew how much she needed it for the sake of her body and the health of her babies, but how could you blame her when she had hated it since she was young?

It was consuming a whole glass of spoiled milk that sent her to the hospital with a churning stomach and an angry asshole for more than a week. She felt like a rotten vegetable due to dehydration, and the memories of how she struggled to get better left her traumatized that she had never tried to drink it again after that incident.

"I hate you, Sehun," Eunae grunted, remembering how painful her stomach was and how it performed somersaults until she released everything she ate. If there was just an effective alternative to milk, she would rather have it than face her mortal enemy every night.

"Ah-hey!" Suddenly, her scream tore the tranquility in the bathroom as a pair of arms snaked around her waist and held her tight. Her back leaned against a bricked chest and pair of hot, soft lips settled on her neck.

"I heard you hate me," said a familiar voice that brought goosebumps to pebble her skin.