San awoke with a start when he heard Yeosang groan from the end of the bed. He scrambled out of bed and went to his side, just in time to see him puke into a bucket.
"Sangie... this is the fourth day in a row. I really think we need to go talk to Seonghwa. Maybe there's something here you're allergic to." He reached up to stroke the soft pink hair of his lover.

"I'm sure it'll pass. Maybe it's a stomach bug, I read those can last a few days."

"Yeosang, we've been here for a year now, no one has gotten sick. People who were sick that have come here have been cured of their illness. I don't think you're sick." And then San sat up straighter, making an 'O' shape with his mouth.

"What?" Yeosang asked, groaning as he gripped his stomach again.

San just let out a little squeak, kissed Yeosang's forehead, then ran out of their small house. The paths that they had created allowed people to walk around much like the roads in ocean cities. He ran down one that would lead him to Seonghwa's house, dodging around anyone who was enjoying the nice sunny day.

He saw Wooyoung and Jongho walking off to the side, holding hands as Jongho leaned over to kiss the side of Wooyoung's head.
"Sannie?" Wooyoung said as San ran closer.

"Hi Youngie! Gotta go!" He couldn't stop. He had to talk to Seonghwa, there was no time to stop.

Finally, he saw their humble beachside home and he slid to a stop in front of the door. He took a moment to catch his breath, then started to knock on the door.
No one answered. He knocked again, keeping in constant now. When he still got no answer, he turned the handle and opened the door. They weren't in the little living area, so he ran to the far door.

"Seonghwa! I need- AIYA!" He cried out and slapped a hand over his eyes as Seonghwa and Hongjoong scrambled to cover themselves. Aurora started crying from the next room and Hongjoong swore colorfully.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry." San said, clutching his blonde hair and pressing his hand harder to his eyes.

"What is it San?" Seonghwa said. He sounded aggravated, which San couldn't blame him. Hongjoong had been gone for almost a month this time.

"It's Yeosang. He's been throwing up for four days now."

"What? Why didn't you come see me?" Seonghwa said, a hint of worry in his voice now. "You can uncover your eyes now."
San slowly peeled his hand away and opened one eye. Seonghwa was looking at him, arms crossed and foot tapping now fully dressed.

Hongjoong came back into the room, holding baby Aurora and San felt his heart speed up. "Seonghwa... I think Sangie might be..."

The older's eyes widened and he covered his mouth with his hands. Then he let out a squeal, causing San to smile and Hongjoong to look concerned. "Yeosang might be what?"

"I'll be back, love!" Seonghwa ran out of the house and San followed him. they could hear their captain muttering and Aurora giggling as they left.

When they got back to San's home, Yeosang was still bending over the bucket. "It's about damn time you got back." He grumbled, shooting daggers at San.

Seonghwa turned on his mother mode and knelt in front of Yeosang. "How are you feeling, sweetie?"

"How do you think?" Yeosang snapped. "I feel like shit!" He groaned and clutched the bucket. "Do you have anything I can take?"

"No. And I can tell you it won't be over soon either." Seonghwa couldn't hide the smirk that was creeping across his face.

"Why the fuck not?"

San clapped his hands together and hopped up and down. "Sangie, do you really not know what it could be?"

"San, please, can you not be your normal adorable self and just tell me what is going on?"

San giggled and sat behind Yeosang on the bed, then wrapped his arms around him and placed his head on the other's shoulder, "I love you," He kissed Yeosang's cheek, "Mama."

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Written by flamewhipper!!