"What's wrong Sannie?" Wooyoung asked. His voice was so small and wounded it made San's heart ache.

"We don't have to talk about it now. You've had a rough evening." San said, still rubbing the younger's back.

"I think I'm ok now."

San smiled, then sighed. "I guess I just wanted your opinion. I know things are rough on Yeosang right now. But I'm worried he thinks I'm... Suffocating him..."

Wooyoung sat back from Jongho, but didn't move from his lap. "What do you mean?"

"He's been going off on his own for some time now. You found him by himself on the beach the other day. It feels like he's been trying to get away from me..." San stared at the wall, feeling his worries start to take over.

"I think he's just a little stressed right now." Jongho said.

"Yeah, that and the fact that he wants to see his mom..." San flinched at Wooyoung's words, remember how upset Yeosang had been with him for scaring his mom off. "I don't think it's you." The younger reached out to take his hand and squeezed it.

"I just don't know what to do." San sighed. "I'm... I'm thinking about volunteering to go with Hongjoong the next time he sets sail. It would give Yeosang a little space, and that would give Mingi a chance to stay home too. I don't think both of us would need to go."

He saw Wooyoung and Jongho look at each other. "San, I don't know that doing that is the best idea with him being pregnant for the first time." Jongho said softly.

"I know... But I don't know what else to do. I figure I could look for some stuff for the baby too. And he's not that far along so I'd be back in time for the birth."

"Talk to him first. Make sure he's really ok with it." Wooyoung said.

"Yeah... Yeah." San ran his hand through his hair.

"Of course we don't want to see you go either, but we did all agree to help Hongjoong out when he needed it. He goes every time, it's only fair that we go with him." Wooyoung added.

San noticed Jongho look away and bite his lip. He was going to ask, but then he saw a small smile creep across the younger's face as he thought about something. It was obvious that Jongho was planning something, but if he didn't say anything on his own, San didn't want to bring it up.

"Well, thanks for listening. Are you sure you're going to be ok?" He met Wooyoung's gaze.

He flinched but nodded. "I think so..." He leaned into Jongho again.

San nodded and bid them both goodnight before making his way home. Slowly. He was worried about how Yeosang would react, but he wasn't sure if that fear outweighed his fear of Yeosang not wanting him around anymore.

His lover had always had a strong spirit and was very independent. That's probably where the slight disconnect had happened. San was used to the contact of others. Granted not all of it had been good, but he didn't like being alone.

As he approached his front door, San sighed and walked inside. Yeosang was sitting in the rocking chair San had made for him with a book in his hands.

San instantly smiled, loving the look of concentration on the older. It quickly faded when Yeosang looked up and smiled at him. "Hey, where have you been?" He rested a hand on his stomach and tilted his head.

"I went to go visit Wooyoung." San went to sit in the chair next to him.

"What happened?" Yeosang was no fool. That was another thing San loved about him, even if it forced him to always tell him the truth.

"He's having nightmares... I walked in on Jongho pinning him to the bed to keep him from hurting himself."

Yeosang gasped and covered his mouth. "Is he ok?"

"For now. Yunho's mom gave them a list of herbs to use to wake him up and to try and help him fall into a deep sleep."

"Well that's good. Now tell me what else is on your mind."

San let out a nervous chuckle and looked at Yeosang. "I'm thinking about taking my turn with Hongjoong." Yeosang just blinked at him, but San could tell he didn't like that idea. "I figure I would do it now, before you have the baby. That way I can be here for the... the birth." He felt himself blushing at the thought.

Yeosang sighed and closed his eyes. "Is this because of the other night?"

San flinched, although he expected Yeosang to figure it out. "Partially..." He looked up and was greeted by a cold stare. "I feel like you've been avoiding me, so I wanted to give you some space."

The older scoffed, but ran a hand through his hair. "I know. I'm sorry I've come across that way. I promise I don't mean to..."

"I know, you've got a lot going on. I also thought I could look for some things for the baby, see what's out there." San smiled as Yeosang nodded.

"I... I don't like it. And I'll miss you like crazy. But I agree with you doing it now and not later. Seonghwa can help me for now." Yeosang reached for him and San took his hand.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Just hurry back to us, ok?" Yeosang said softly.

San leaned forward and connected their lips. "I'm not leaving just yet." He chuckled.

"I know. But I still want you to hurry back. This little one needs their dad."

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Written by flamewhipper!!