Hormones

                                    

                                          
Warning: There is a bit of smut part at the end of the story. As per your request, hormonal Se Ri. Enjoy.
                          
The good parts of Se Ri's hormones didn't kick until around Month Five.
                          
It started when she wasn't expecting it, a brush of his hand at her lower back as he passed her in the bathroom. Her nerves were on fire, her breath caught, and her mind immediately imagined him using those hands to palm her hip, to spun her around and—
                          
"If you keep looking at me like that, I am going to drag to back to the shower, Yoon Se Ri."
                          
And the thing was, she has just had him in the shower. Twice. 
                          
Yet here she was, feeling her body heat just because of a brush of his hand. 
                          
She closed her eyes, hand gripping the mascara. She tried to shove it all back because he was right, they didn't have time for that. She had an office to go to and he needed to do some practicing...
                          
His hands slid down her bicep, firm like he did when he wanted her touch. A grounding for him. But arousal flares, sharp, and hot, and her eyes popped open on a gasp.
                          
"Seriously?"
                          
"Shut up."
                          
But his eyes were sparkling, his grin was dirty, and it took very much of her willpower not to just turn into him, took his mouth, gave him back some of what she was feeling. She hummed, they both drove each other into the edge,
                          
Except they have work to do. Important things and responsibilities.
                          
She reminded herself four, five, six times as Ri Jeong Hyeok shuffled about to get ready for work – she was so focused on it, almost poked herself in the eye with her mascara wand – but when she stepped into the bathroom to find him tugging up his jeans, her breath caught and she found herself reaching for his muscles she knew shift and play under his shirt.
                          
She was a sucker for this man practically in everything he wore.
                          
"Yoon Se Ri."
                          
She swallowed, tested her body by pressing flush against his back, slipping her palms around his abs. Oh yes. Her body can handle this.
                          
"We are going to be late, Honey." But he couldn't stop kissing her.
                          
"We can be late once."
                          
He smirked. "Yes, we can be late once."
                          
It was more than once after that, everything was hot and quick and sparking. Morning quickie became Yoon Se Ri's favorite way to start the day, and she always, always blamed Butterflake for that.
                          
*****
                          
Ri Jeong Hyeok-ssi. Can you come to my office during your lunch break? It's urgent.
                          
He panicked. Was there something wrong with his wife?
                          
Yes, of course. Is everything okay?
                          
I am good. Just make sure you come by my office. See you.
                          
He was confused and scared. She never asked him to come by during lunch. She knew how busy they can be and meeting each other on lunch break wasn't possible sometimes.
                          
He texted Mary, asked her to check up on his wife and if she noticed anything unusual. But then Mary said Se Ri was okay and she was on a meeting with stakeholders. Yoon Se Ri was in her usual self, Mary said.
                          
Ri Jeong Hyeok couldn't focus on anything that day. His mind unconsciously made a long list of what might have happened to his wife. 
                          
He realized that since he found out they were having a baby, Ri Jeong Hyeok turned into protective (overprotective might suit better) father-to-be, much to Se Ri's annoyance.