One-Shot Transmigration: Sorry I'm Here To Ruin Your Happy Ever After-Chapter 141

The lunch spread smelled faintly of herbs and simmered vegetables, the portions small but varied enough to give Min-jae a choice.

His hands hovered above the dishes, tense, as if even picking up a spoon might betray his stomach.

"...Babies, I’m starving, so let me eat." he muttered, voice low and clipped, leaning forward like he might dive in.

Meical’s hand rested lightly on his shoulder. "Slow down, Darling. I know you’re hungry, but one wrong bite and breakfast will replay itself."

Min-jae scowled, brushing the hand away half-heartedly. "...I can’t wait that long. I’m starving."

Meical didn’t move back, just let his fingers linger, steadying him. "...And I want to make sure you don’t regret it later. That’s my job." His tone was soft, teasing, but there was an edge of seriousness in the words.

Min-jae exhaled through his nose, tension creeping from his shoulders into his hands. "...Fine. Just... don’t hover me. It’s annoying.."

Meical’s grin was faint but knowing. "...I won’t hover. I’ll just... observe carefully.."

Yura stood nearby, holding the tonic, her eyes scanning Min-jae as he picked up the first spoonful of broth.

She nodded slightly when he swallowed it without grimacing, maybe the tonic worked post nausea too.

Meical’s fingers brushed along Min-jae’s arm, subtle, grounding.

"Is it safe?"

"Yes" Min-jae muttered. "...I feel fine."

Meical’s eyes sparkled. "Noted." His thumb traced a small circle on Min-jae’s hand, a quiet rhythm meant to reassure without intruding. "And after this... the next bite is yours to decide. I won’t interfere."

Min-jae huffed, cheeks warm, but there was a small tug of relief in the gesture. "...I hate how attentive you are sometimes."

"And yet," Meical said softly, leaning closer, "you trust me to be."

Min-jae tried not to smile, instead turning his attention to a small portion of vegetables. He tasted them carefully, eyes flicking to Meical when a subtle wave of nausea threatened.

"You don’t have to pretend you’re okay," Meical murmured. "If you need to stop... you can."

"I’m fine..." Min-jae said, voice tight. "...I want to eat."

Min-jae reached for a small bowl of rice, eyeing it carefully before tasting. The moment the warm grains touched his tongue, his eyes widened slightly.

"...Huh." He lifted another spoonful and tried it again, slower this time, just to be sure. A small smile tugged at his lips. "...This... this is fine."

Relief washed over him, and for the first time in what felt like hours, he let go of the careful hesitation that had governed breakfast. He dug in properly, savoring each bite, the tension in his shoulders easing.

He sighed happily, a small, content sound that filled the quiet room. Eating carefully had been a pain, but finally... he could eat without worry.

Meical watched him closely, hiding a grin behind his hand at first. But when Min-jae’s pace picked up and he saw his husband devour the rice with gusto, he chuckled softly, shaking his head.

"It seems you like this one. Do you want more? It’s a small bowl, since we we’re trying to determine what you liked.."

Min-jae nodded, the rice resembled fried rice and had little chunks of meat in it.

It was well seasoned and he actually found himself enjoying it.

Yura smiled and placed the bottle down.

They didn’t need her presence here anymore, her brother had found something he could eat without throwing up.

She’d notify madam Greya to add more rice dish to the menu.

After finishing the bowl, Min-jae finally remembered Meical presence.

"Everytime we eat, you always stare at me. Why aren’t you eating?"

Meical chuckled, he found it more interesting to watch him than eat.

"I’ll eat if you feed me.."

-_-

Min-jae sighed, he would have said no in a flash but he hadn’t seen Meical eat, all he did was sit there and watch him eat.

Even if he was the male lead, didn’t he need food.

"Okay, but next time you have to eat and not watch me eat. You also need food."

Meical nodded, and leaned closer so Min-jae wouldn’t have to stretch too much.

"Alright, do you want to eat the rice with me? It’s delicious, you should try it.."

A maid came in, holding a tray with a bigger bowl of rice on it.

"An extra serving of rice, Madame. Please enjoy your meal.."

Min-jae thanked her the proceeded to scoop a spoon full, he blew on it gently before bringing it to Meical’s lips.

"Here. Try it."

Meical leaned forward obediently, letting Min-jae feed him, the warmth of his hand brushing Min-jae’s as he guided the spoon to his mouth.

"Mmm... perfect. I can see why you like it." he murmured between bites, eyes flicking to Min-jae with quiet amusement.

He also picked up a spoon so he could eat with Min-jae.

Min-jae rolled his eyes but watched him carefully, making sure he didn’t go overboard. "You better not eat too fast. So you don’t choke.."

"I’m an Alpha.." Meical said with mock seriousness. "...I can handle it."

-_-

Min-jae sighed, this was the most ridiculous thing he had heard all day.

Being an alpha wouldn’t stop him from choking.

Min-jae snorted and shook his head, cheeks still warm, as he took another spoonful for himself. Meical mirrored him, chewing slowly, savoring the food while keeping a faint, approving smile on his face.

There was something satisfying in watching Min-jae eat freely, without hesitation, and Meical seemed to know exactly how to make the moment comfortable.

"It’s delicious right? It’s nice to eat without the fear of nausea.."

Meical smiled as he pushed the glass of water closer to Min-jae.

"I know. That’s why I watch..so you don’t have to worry. I will make sure to remove every food that cause you discomfort.."

Min-jae’s hand hovered for a moment before relaxing into Meical’s, a quiet acknowledgement. "...I appreciate that, even if I complain."

"Of course you do.." Meical replied softly, lowering his spoon. "...And I appreciate you, my Darling. Every careful bite, every small victory. You make me... proud."