Dara stepped out of the bathroom in their hotel suite to find a sleeping Yuji on his daddy’s shoulder. Jiyong paced back and forth slowly by the huge glass window, rubbing Yuji’s back soothingly. The toddler rested his cheek at the crook of his daddy’s neck, mouth opened a little. He’s in deep sleep.

Dara tiptoed over them and reached for Jiyong’s hand. He stooped down, kissing her briefly on the lips.

“Was he hot?”, Dara mouthed, afraid of waking the kid.

Jiyong shook his head softly, mouthed back, “Just warm”.

She nodded in relief, holding out her arms to pick Yuji from Jiyong but he shook his head again, tipping his head towards her vanity table.

“You ok?”

He nodded, closed his eyes in response.

Dara tiptoed to peck on his lips and headed over for her night treatment.

She breathed out heavily as the worry over Yuji still covered her. This morning, Yuji suddenly had a so high fever that she was nearing to panic when his temperature showed more than thirty night Celsius degree. Her son was terribly hot that Jiyong and she decided to bring him to one of the hospital in town.

It turned out Yuji was teething. He was so tired that all day out Yuji became cranky and clingy of her and Jiyong. They had to hold him continuously so that he can be at ease to sleep. Just this dinner, Yuji thrown out everything he ate. She was so worry that her heart constricted. Yuji finally accepted his milk bottle when Dara r