In the coming days, there were more of Hae-won's cravings and appetite loss. And as if all this wasn't enough, his morning sickness kicked in and it was very bad. He literally threw up everything he ate.
Hae-won adamantly paid visits to the hospital because he always felt terrible. Throwing up everytime wasn't exactly a pleasant feeling.
"Ah... I wanna die." He complained. "It's only the seventh month and I feel like it's the end of the world." He complained on and on and Woo-Bin was the listener who had to comfort him no matter what.
"There, there. Two more months and it'll be over." He said, kissing Hae-won's forehead. "You've endured so much till now, I'm so proud of you."
And of course, his emotionally supportive words always made Hae-won feel alive again.
