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oh, were you glad your husband was an emt.

and so was he when he saw you walk through the door.

"goodness, baby," he said as he rushed off the couch to grab the first aid kit. "what happened?"

he was referring to your busted lip, the cut above your eyebrow, your bruised cheekbone, and your bloody knuckles.

"she put up a damn good fight," you sighed as you let him lead you by the hand to the bathroom. "i still won, though."

baekhyun hummed as he lifted you up onto the counter so he could see you eye-to-eye as he took care of you.

"i'm proud of you, baby, as always," he started. "but i think you should take a little break from fighting. i know it's your career and i know you're good at it, but you've been putting your body through a lot of trauma lately."

"i know," you sighed. "i think i'm getting weaker the more i fight without resting."

"see? and i know you don't want to lose a fight because of it," baekhyun pointed out. "you've never lost before, so you should rest to keep your streak."

because, yes, being a thirty-year-old boxer was strenuous on the body. you were getting older, but you'd been fighting since you were nineteen. it was hard to give up. it was your passion.

but your husband was right. he was an emt... and your loving husband, after all. he wanted what was best for you.

you winced as he cleaned the wound on your lip and he muttered a quiet apology. "you have a glow to you after you win."

you laughed as he moved to the wound above your eyebrow. "is that why you light up when i come home after a fight?"

"mhm," he hummed, a small smile on his face. "so? are you gonna rest, baby?"

"i will," you told him. "it's needed."

he smiled approvingly and finished cleaning you up. he ran his thumb across your unbruised cheekbone and left a kiss there before stepping back to help you off the counter.

"are you hungry?" he asked. "i'll make you dinner."

"i'm really craving rice."

"okay, baby. i'll make some rice."

you grabbed his hand and he walked with you all the way to the kitchen, where he pulled a chair out for you to sit at the island as he worked on making you rice.

"maybe we can spend some more time together since i won't be training and fighting constantly." you suggested.

"i would love that, honey," he said, his back to you. "maybe you can extend your break to our anniversary and we can travel? it's our fifth year being married, so it's a special one."

you smiled, reminding yourself of the night baekhyun proposed to you. "i think i can definitely extend my break."

baekhyun turned around, a huge smile on his face. "really?"

you nodded. "really."

"oh, this is great," he beamed. "i need to put in for time off tomorrow."

you giggled, adoring how excited he was. "i love you, babe."

"i love you," he replied. "let's go to hawaii."

"hawaii might be a bit too expensive."

"hm," he turned around, one hand on his hip. "you're right. maybe we'll just get a nice airbnb in jeju."

"that sounds romantic," you told him. "we almost chose to go there for our honeymoon, so maybe we can have a second honeymoon."

"you, my love, are a genius," he walked over to the island and planted a tender kiss to your lips. "let's plan for our second honeymoon in jeju."

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