[M] Stage 1: Vomiting. (1/1)

As soon as Tao heard the wretching coming from the bathroom, he knew he was in for a rough ride."Joonmyun?!" The younger launched out of bed and sprinted to the bathroom where his husband sat, head in the toilet, puking his guts out. Tao rushed over,  gently pulling Suho's long bangs out of his face and tying them up with a hairband. He hugged his husband from behind, rubbing the itty bitty bumb forming on Suho's tummy. The clock read 2:07am.  "Uggggggghhh." Was the only response he got as said mommy lifted his head from the toilet bowl, reaching for the glass of water strategically placed directly beside him. "You suck for knocking me up the month before finals. Now carry me back to bed you little shit." Suho was a collage professor at their local university. Tao owned a clothing store. Together, they were quite the pair; one of them flamboyantly gay and the other extremely suttle. So when Joonmyun suggested they have a baby, Tao dropped the $130 imported chinese jade buddha on the ground, shattering it to peices. Tao cried, not because of the buddha, but because of how long he'd wanted this. Now, as they sat in the shared bedroom of their apartment, Tao held Suho in his arms, nuzzling into his shoulder. They were tangled together as usual; a mess of limbs and clothing as they slept. --The month had gone on as planned; Suho took time off from work, Tao ran the store as normal. Tao'd gotte used to waking up in the middle of the night to go grab aspirin and a glass of water for his husband; Joonmyun had gotten used to wearing his hair in a mini bun when he slept. It was that simple.