AUOTRS POV

If this morning at 05:30 am someone would have secretly, quietly looked into the bedroom of Zhan and Yibo, who are now married for 6 weeks, they might have gotten a red head and would have left very quickly. Because then that person would have seen Yibo, moaning and lusting, sitting on Zhan and moving up and down. A great new way to start the day, as Yibo finds.

And because he currently enjoyed it even more when Zhan slept with him, it went in the shower also immediately in the second round. Because Yibo just can't get enough of Zhan at the moment and would love to spend the whole day with him in bed and feel Zhan inside him. Even for Yibo, his massive desire for sex with Zhan, was absolutely new.

So after they made love for the second time, they stood together in front of the sink and brushed their teeth. And just like in the past 4 days, Yibo suddenly had to choke. He felt so sick that he had to throw up. Worried, Zhan remained sitting next to him and rubbed his back. "Again? What kind of virus is this? You were fine a minute ago and now this!"

Yibo rinsed his mouth, brushed his teeth, rinsed his mouth again and said, "I don't know either. This comes from one minute to the next and then it's over again. And now I'm hungry."

"Hungry? You just threw up and you're still hungry?" Zhan asked, confused.

"Yes. I'm fine again and I'm just hungry now. Oh, could I have two soft-boiled eggs for breakfast today?"

"Soft boiled eggs? You don't like them at all."

"Well, I do now. I'm really craving for those."

"Oh um, okay. Then I'll boil eggs for you. Anything else?"

"Yes. I'd like a glass of hot soy milk instead of my hot chocolate. Oh and on my bread I'd like jam."

"Ah yes. How can your tastes change in one night? Yesterday you were scolding me for buying soy milk and you've never liked jam."

"Mhhh, that's just the way it is now. Maybe it's related to my stomach and intestinal virus."

"You don't have anything with your intestines."

"But still, I've been feeling a tugging in my stomach for the last few days."

"I think it's better if we don't go to Henry's this weekend and you stay in bed. Maybe you'll feel better after you get some rest."

"All right. I'll let Henry know later then. Now let's have breakfast, I'm starving." Yibo replied. The two went into the bedroom and got dressed, Yibo pausing briefly as he suddenly felt dizzy, not for the first time in the last few days.

After breakfast, during which Zhan couldn't believe how much Yibo ate and that after he had just thrown up moments before, the two left for their jobs. Zhan wasn't entirely comfortable letting Yibo go to work today, because something is wrong with his young, cute husband and it worries him.

When Yibo arrived at the parking lot in front of the hardware store, Seungyoun was already waiting for him. Holding a hot coffee in his hand, he greeted Yibo and suddenly Yibo's stomach began to twist as he caught the smell of the coffee in his nose. Seungyoun sniffed at his coffee but did not notice anything unusual about it. Yibo, however, couldn't stand the smell anymore, ran inside the hardware store, to the restrooms, and threw up again.

Afraid that something was wrong with his coffee after all and he just couldn't detect it, Seungyoun immediately disposed of his coffee and helped Yibo back to his feet after he had vomited all of his breakfast in the toilet. Concerned, Seungyoun wrote a message to Zhan, who then called his brother and asked him to send Yibo home if he felt Yibo could not or should not work.

But, after Yibo threw up for the second time that morning, he was fine again, working and even eating a large menu for lunch. Only now and then did Yibo get dizzy when he moved too fast or too hastily. He also got tired quickly and had to take several short breaks.

In the afternoon, when Yibo was back home waiting for Zhan, he briefly called Henry to tell him that he and Zhan would not be able to join him that evening. "I haven't been feeling well for a few days. Zhan thinks I'd better stay home and rest in bed." He explained to Henry.

"Zhan is absolutely right. And if you're not better by Monday, just go see the doctor." Replied Henry anxiously.

"Mmm, I will. I think Zhan would drag me there too if need be. He's very concerned."

"So am I. All right, well, you get some rest and then we'll talk on the phone again in the next few days."

"Yeah, let's do that. I'll be in touch." Said Yibo and ended the call. He lay down on the sofa, covered himself with a snuggle blanket, closed his eyes and promptly fell asleep. He slept so soundly that he didn't even notice when Zhan came home.

It wasn't until around 7 pm that Yibo woke up again with a huge hunger. Zhan had cooked him something mild for dinner and shortly after eating, Yibo fell asleep again on the sofa. Zhan had joined him on the sofa, Yibo snuggled up to him as usual and fell back asleep almost immediately. He didn't wake up again that night, but slept through until the next morning.

Saturday morning began like Friday morning. The two made love extensively in bed and from one minute to the next Yibo felt sick and threw up.

Then when the two were eating breakfast, Zhan almost felt sick when he saw Yibo smearing jam on a sour pickle and then eating that. He even put jam on his sausage sandwich. Shaking his head, Zhan thought, "No wonder he''s sick with what he's eating. That is not normal!" But he said aloud instead, "I see you like your breakfast this morning."

Yibo looked at Zhan with a puzzled expression and shoved another piece of sour pickle with jam into his mouth. What was wrong with Zhan? After all, he always ate well and never complained!

Since the two of them bought the adjacent property two weeks ago and there was still a lot of work to be done there, Zhan went outside to work a bit after making sure Yibo went back to bed. He hadn't even been working for 15 minutes when Yibo appeared there whining that he was bored.

Zhan therefore put a lounger on the property for him, rolled him up in a blanket, and let him stay there. But Yibo was so bored that he got really angry when Zhan forbade him to help. "I can't just sit around and do nothing! I hate that! You can't patronize me alright? I know what I can put myself through. Besides, I'm fine!" Yibo complained angrily.

"What's the matter with you? I only mean well and don't want to patronize you." Replied Zhan, startled.

Suddenly Yibo was sad and even started to cry. "I just want to be with you and do this with you. I want to help you. This is our common cause after all." Yibo whined.

Zhan, who was becoming more and more confused about Yibo's emotional swings, took him in his arms and replied, "If you want to so badly and feel healthy enough, then come and help me."

Yibo sparkled at him and scolded, "Oh, all of a sudden I'm allowed to help you? Suddenly I'm not supposed to rest? No thanks, now I don't feel like it either!" Then Yibo stormed off angrily and back into the house. Only to return half an hour later, snuggle up to Zhan and ask him, "Are you mad at me? I didn't mean it that way. I love you."

"Honestly my cutie, your emotional swings really creep me out. Just like your new sense of taste. I think we should really go to the doctor on Monday. There's something wrong with you. I'm really worried."

"If it makes you feel better, then that's what we'll do." Replied Yibo. He then helped Zhan clean up the new property until he felt dizzy again. He then even volunteered to lie down on the lounger and even fell asleep again until Zhan woke him up and they went inside for lunch.

After lunch, Yibo actually wanted to go outside again with Zhan, but, he was so tired that he went upstairs to the bedroom and went to sleep instead. And he stayed upstairs in bed until dinner.

Every now and then, Zhan would check on him and in between, he even called Yanli and told her that he was really worried about Yibo. Yanli laughed and said, "Zhan, sometimes your sense of taste can change overnight. It happens from time to time. And even your cute husband can have a bad day and be moody. Don't worry about it. Be sure to go to the doctor on Monday, though, for his upset stomach."

"Yanli, you don't understand! He's in a totally different mood. I don't want to explain in detail now what he ate, because then I'll feel sick again. But believe me, this is not normal. And then he is tired all the time. His moods change all the time, sometimes he's angry, then sad, and then happy or in need of love."

"Zhan, don't make a drama about it. Your Yibo can misbehave sometimes, can't he? Just let him be, he'll be fine."

"And what about the food?"

"Let him eat what he wants. If he likes it, why not? He might also just be trying something new. That doesn't make him sick."

"But maybe that's why he throws up so often."

"If it worries you that much, bring it up with the doctor on Monday. And I bet he'll tell you the same thing I did. So calm down again and take care of your husband."

"Yeah, all right. I have to make dinner now anyway. I'll contact you again." Said Zhan, ending the conversation. Was he the only one who was really worried about all this? Was he wrong to be worried about Yibo?

After dinner, the two of them were in the reading room for a few more hours before going to bed. As they fell asleep, Zhan thought for a while about why it seemed to him, that Yibo didn't just have an upset stomach and a new sense of taste?