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serim ; would pamper the child very much. if they complain and weep about having overwhelming homework, serim will hug them and say "its ok, you don't have to do the homework today. dad will take you out today, where d'you wanna go?". eventually, he'd grab the pencil and do the homework while his wife scolds him for spoiling their child.

allen ; sweet man. i can see he'd bring a gift every week to his child or let the child choose the pet they wanted. even if the pet is smtg he's afraid of, he'll try to take care of them since it's part of the family. he thinks that childhood should remain as lively and memorable so allen wouldn't really mind if they're mischievous- actually he never minds ;) "it's our first life, don't be too hard,"

jungmo ; a strict parent toward the sons and a fool for the daughters. he's unequivocally #girl_dad. he may not join every tea party but he tries to always be there. he's not good with words but deep inside, he cares for them dearly. "Do your best and know that I'm with you," tells the child to believe in their capability but also wants them to realise dependency is not a bad thing. after all, he is their father.

You were in the shower when you heard an ear-splitting cry. Your quick reflexes had you catch the towel and run out of the bathroom for your son.

The first thing you saw was your husband, Kwon Soonyoung, standing unperturbed at the bedside, looking at the little one who was in despair with his bottom up.

Confused, you asked him. "What happened?"

Soonyoung turned his head swiftly at you and pointed at your still bawling-his-eyes-out son. "Can somebody walk me through the situation?" you whispered to signal your husband while ambling to the child.

"He cried because he realized that we didn't invite him to our wedding," that was first.

Your husband continued and it was expressionless when the second and third came. "So I told him it was four years ago and he's three,"

"Then he lost it when he, again, learned that I married you first,"

The room which was filled with tears a second ago was now replaced with your laughter.

"See, even your beloved mummy thought it was ridiculous,"

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part 1 is here!

You had been married to your teenage crush for three years and it was a wondrous journey added to the fact you just learned that you'd swallowed a watermelon seed.

Wonwoo was still working his ass off during the weekend and after he returned, you began preparing some light breakfast for him.

While he waited at the suffice dining table and stared at your back, he repeatedly expressed his regret as he was unable to spend the weekend together.

"It's fine. We have a lot of time together, don't dwell on it," you reassured albeit knowing he won't feel any better. Wonwoo became one with the silence and you were already used to it. He never spoke unless it was about you or something you asked for his opinion.

You finished with the cooking and he did the plating. Last night, he worked for only four hours but since he was called in the dawn, he felt sleepy quite a bit and you were the opposite.

As you both were eating, he looked at you oddly. You ceased to stop and raised an eyebrow, indicating your curiosity. "Are you done? Just leave the plate and go resume your sleep,"

Wonwoo shook his head and held your hand. Perhaps his palm was radiating so much warmth, you leaned forward in the coziness. "Hun, do you have something to tell me?" you asked.

Presented with ambivalence, Wonwoo took a minute to reply. He thought deeply before saying, "Don't you think I've been resting a lot these days?"

You could tell he was dourly asking. You have read it somewhere that if the husband loves his wife so dearly, he will experience early pregnancy fatigue rather than the wife. Thinking about how it related to his situation, you grinned.

Wonwoo smiled as if he was entranced by your reaction. He gave a gentle rub on your cheek and patted the back of your hand. He then told you to go upstairs and rest as he helped with the dishes.

You didn't refuse and went as he directed. There was nothing in your brain than the thought of how you should tell Wonwoo about your pregnancy.

While you pondered, he already completed the chore and got himself ready for the shower. Wonwoo looked bushed and you pitied him. After he came out from the wet, you beckoned him to the bed. Since he had changed his clothes inside, he didn't waste any time and ambled to you.

"I have something to tell you,"

Wonwoo hauled your whole body and answered. "Yes?" he was feeling cold and decreased the gap between your bodies. Seeing how comfy he appeared, on impulse, you straddled him and laid on top.

He took a different hint and whispered. "You want it?" Wonwoo asked with apparent lust. You let his hands explore your back but when he was getting dangerously near to your sensitive area, you grabbed his wrist and put a halt to it.

"We can't. Someone will see," you said. Attentively, Wonwoo kissed your neck and mumbled. "The outside? I'll draw the curtain," he sounded titillated and you honestly underestimated your own self-control. It was such a turn-on to see him inflamed but your conscience rushed in.

"No. Not outside but here," you brought his hand to your belly and reposed. Wonwoo didn't quite catch the periphrastic way you were telling but once he realized, the sparkling bright eyes shone even more brilliantly.

"Is it what I think it is?" he asked softly, almost audible. His palm smoothed around your belly and he looked at it. Wonwoo didn't need to ask twice as you clarified his question in a single nod.

You and Wonwoo had waited for 3 years and were confronted with many thrown doubts regarding your fertility. It wasn't something anyone can forget and take it lightly and so you began seeing specialists every few months to check on your body.

At first, Wonwoo did argue with you about it and at one point, you gave him a cold shoulder for a week. He wasn't easy to be persuaded but one day, he followed you for your regular check-up. On the way back, you requested to ride the bus instead. You two came by taxi and Wonwoo has no problem granting your wish.

After you picked your seat, Wonwoo got to his and sat quietly. You were having mixed feelings about today and leaned against your husband. "Are you alright?"

Wonwoo's response was fast but did not answer the question. He kissed your temple and said. "Let me know if you're going to your appointment next time. We'll go together," his mellow voice sang sorrow. You looked up to see his face and there hidden a hint of sadness in his beautiful eyes.

The journey home was blue that day, he knew his love for you was deep but not as much as the worries within.

Wonwoo was used to your prank and all but this news would never be one of them. After many attempts and tears, you two were gifted with a sunny revelation. He let out a light-hearted laugh and announced. "You're pregnant,"

"Y/N, you're pregnant!"

Wonwoo continued to have couvade episodes until the second trimester came by. Your belly swelled later than most women you knew. They told you it was normal for your bump to be small and even your husband assured you there was nothing to fret about.

Once it got bigger, you felt shy to stand bare naked in front of Wonwoo. You even made a fuss when he wanted to shower with you. "No, it's ugly. You will hate it,"

You only earned his grimace and a company for the bath. Wonwoo hissed as he smeared the shower gel over your body. His dissatisfaction was then voiced out, "How can you say this hideous? I'm the hideous one,"

You glared at him and covered his mouth. "Don't say that. It'll make it sound like I don't have a taste for marrying an ugly man," and that had Wonwoo cracked, you followed suit.

Out of blue, you felt something poking behind you. You flicked his head and pinched his waist. Flustered, you sheepishly exposed him. "Why are you getting hard?"

"Ignore that. You're just too sexy and I'm a pervert,"

"Yeah, a pervert," you chuckled with your hands fondling him already.

You and Wonwoo didn't have extensive exercise the whole pregnancy, fear if you'll get hurt. However, one night, you woke him up wanting to do it. He did it so gently that you squirmed around and begged him.

"Go harder.."

"No, honey. You're near due,"

Wonwoo had a hard time practicing abstinence in your later weeks. He hadn't done it for almost a month and he thank God for not testing him too much. Seeing how seductive you acted that night, he went out of his principle and pleased you.

He was feeling bliss all over but you were his priority. He felt the familiar sensation inside you and he smiled. "Come for me," he knew it won't take him long to bring you an orgasm. He kissed your neck and thrust a few times more before he had you ended.

Panting, you loosened your arms around his torso and asked. "Did you come? Don't lie to me,"

Wonwoo was about to tell a lie when you added. He didn't dare to ejaculate inside after he learned that semen can cause contractions. He then flashed an apologetic smile at you. "I can use my hand,"

Wonwoo never used his hands and you've long known. That hurt your heart even more. You pushed him off and got up to wash.

Whether you were pregnant or not, Wonwoo wasn't close to tranquil if you were in the bathroom for a long period. He knocked on the door for the third time and asked if you needed any help but you chose to not answer.

After a while, you finished and silently left the bathroom. The sky was still dark and your husband wasn't in the bed. "Wonwoo?" you called him, slow-voiced.

Where did he go? Is he mad when I threw tantrum just now? You felt conflicted. He rarely let you sleep alone when he's home and now he did. Rather than furious, you wanted to see him.

But even after the nth time of calling him from the room, he still didn't reply. The after-sex effect kicked in and you began to yawn. No sign of Wonwoo getting into bed and you retired soon.

As soon as you hit the pillow, you couldn't open your eyes anymore. Having no desire to resist the sleepiness, you fell asleep and Wonwoo returned home to a sleeping wife.

He put the bag of condoms in the cabinet and properly snuggled against you on the bed. He had taken a shower downstairs before going out but he was afraid you'd wake up to his smell. It happened before and you had him slept on the floor the entire week.

Wonwoo stared at you as you fell deeper into slumber and fixed your position. Your round belly looked adorable and he recalled the moments when you cried because your swollen feet hurt.

He had hurried home that evening and massaged your legs with his uniform on. "Hubby," you sniffed, wanting his attention.

"Yes?"

Your face poker and you stayed silent for a good five minutes until you broke out of character. "I love you," you confessed out of nowhere.

With your nose running with a snort, Wonwoo laughed and hugged you. "Honey, if you keep being like this, I don't know how to survive,"

Wonwoo had lost count of how many times had he rushed home because you called him crying. He was always worried even though he may have an idea of what was happening.

Little things that you do to gain his attention basked him in elation. His love for you has grown impassioned and somehow anticipates the baby to come into this world of his and yours.

Before it reached dawn, Wonwoo was first to feel the wet bed and woke up. In a daze, he didn't quickly stir you but rather checked the ceiling.

However, it was your moaning had his head turned to you, full attention. "The baby- I think the baby's coming," you winced as you spoke. He can tell from your labored breathing that it must hurt.

Fortunately, you had been reminding him to get the maternity bag ready in his car. You were around his arms as he carried your weight to the car and placed you gently in the backseat.

As he drove to the emergency department, you told him you can bear the pain but he wasn't buying. Wonwoo got out and called for a team to attend to you. They instantly brought all the necessary equipment to the vehicle and performed the procedure.

Wonwoo was guided to the registration counter and while you were pushed into the waiting hall, the only thing that kept you conscious at the moment was his arrival.

You wanted him to be by your side so badly and if you suddenly had an emergency labor without him, you honestly would cry.

Perhaps, the baby wished to see his parents immediately, you were out into labor just several hours after that, and Wonwoo was permitted into the room.

The entire process was both scary and exciting for you. On one hand, you fret if you are drained out of energy while pushing the baby out but on the other, your husband was very collected about the whole situation.

"Honey, we can see the head already. Just a little push and we're going to meet our child,"

"I know you can. Grip my hand tighter as you push,"

You didn't know what was along his sentence that moved you but tears ran down your face and you made your last exertion in his presence.

The loud wailing was an end to your suffering. Wonwoo stayed with you and only when the midwives called to cut the umbilical cord he came about.

Days after you had the little one downright changed but Wonwoo never stopped giving his unreserved attention to both of you. He would promptly take care of the child in the middle of the night since you'd had it in the morning when he was out to work.

It was a challenging period as it was Wonwoo's first experience as a father. He took a lot of advice from his parents and other people and in the blink of an eye, the child is now two years old.

At first, many said that the baby took your features but he seemed to be the carbon copy of his father. His first word was 'mummy' but all he called now was 'daddy'.

"Daddy, pick me,"

"Daddy, toys,"

Daddy here, daddy there. You couldn't help but feel bitter inside. You and Wonwoo did spend equal time with your son but his blatant preference made you green. But maybe part of him inherited from how clingy you were to your husband. “He’s just like you, Y/N,”

He gifted a peck on your jaw and smiled softly. Suddenly, a voice from the little one chimed in. “Mummy, no!” and cause a rupture of laughter from the adults. You teased him by giving his favorite person more kisses. “Daddy’s mine,”

Wonwoo will never have this memory faded. He’s glad that you confessed to him that day.

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don't be tricked by his towering height, he's just a maltese

winner in a sleeping contest

he just sleeps

whenever, wherever

but a puppy only sleeps when he feels safe around the person :))

minhee loves to cuddle whether it's during watching movies or just casually chit-chatting

he likes to close proximity, and he's like a hot pack in human form

not so good with romantic words but always reassures that he loves you in other ways

makes you feel validated despite having different opinions

"Everyone has their own ideas. doesn't mean one's doing things differently, they're wrong,"

prefers to keep his circle small and enjoys his own privacy

he's like doraemon snack version in real life

never goes with an empty mouth around him, snacks are coming out of his bag nonstop

goofy and competitive!!

he doesnt want to lose at games so every time, you'll catch yourself playing games for hours with him

"come on, give up. I'll win no matter what"

and loses after round 2. he'd go "youre just lucky" and lose again three times

"when did you get so good at this game? i'm not playing anymore :<"

but still plays with you since you need to level up

he may appear aloof when he's just profoundly introverted,, your friends may think the former

it takes time to warm his heart up but transparent once he's assured

reads the room swiftly and knows you're under the weather

will wake up in the middle of the night if you're thirsty and quietly walk to the kitchen and bring a bottle of water for you

*plops on his stomach to sleep*

insists to cook

but if he finds you in his 'office' he won't kick you out but grimace whenever the glasses clink

he'd hate to stop you but eventually embrace you from behind and whispers

"i swear i'm not mad but just tell me if you need anything"

a homebody champ

but bring you out on a date if it's been awhile

he's certainly "why didn't you dress warmly" but also silently prepares an extra jacket for you cuz he knows

not possessive nor controlling

a tease beyond doubt

he'd say 'no' repeatedly if you request him to sing but make a whole song cover after having you sulking,, he's taking pleasure in you acting like a brat

casual pecks and even when taking selcas

*personally* his subconscious tongue-rolling while attentively listening makes you *me* feel something

prefers if his partner to be grateful rather than apologetic in the relationship

"we're in this together, don't carry the emotions alone,"

he's a total sweetheart,, im sorry you have to agree with me

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what are you writing then?

Non-idol! Au

You just picked up a call from your boyfriend who's working out of town that week. As soon as you put him on speaker, his muffled voice filled the empty room. "What're you doing?" he asked.

"Getting ready to sleep," you yawned as you finished answering. He chuckled at your nonchalant attitude and shifted on the bed so he could get more comfortable.

"It's that late in Korea? I haven't checked the time," he said softly. Then, evidence of realization traveled to your ear. "It's pretty late.. Should I just call you tomorrow?"

"No, let's talk. I missed you and we only get to talk after three days," you reassured your boyfriend and suppressed the second yawn. "Jungmo, I missed you so much," you continued after a struggle.

Silence. "Jungmo?"

You noticed the quietness and something clicked inside your brain and it had you laughing. "Are you blushing? Is it because I said I missed you?" you managed to complete the sentence in between the laughter.

Jungmo was flustered to the core. "It's because you never said that," he coyly responded. Perhaps, you haven't met each other for a longest since you began dating him, it made your mouth run the words sincerely.

"It's nice to hear that, and I missed you too, Y/N,"

The rustle of the blanket and his whine coming out from his lips sent you a wave of yearning. You definitely missed his cool breath when he spoke so close to you and the warmth you shared when he pulled you into his embrace at night.

"Don't say that.. You know I could only hug Rangmo now," you said, sulking in a way that melts Jungmo's heart. "Rangmo will sleep outside once I'm back," he faked a scolding and earned a giggle from you. "How was your day?" he added after you calmed down.

Taking a breath, you narrated your day to Jungmo in a very detailed manner because he prefers that. He was attentive and only spoke after your voice trailed off with the ending.

"That's a good job. Don't brood over your mistake since you get to learn better afterward. How about you reward yourself tomorrow and send me the proof?"

"That's a nice trick. You got me there,"

Jungmo didn't feel embarrassed when he got caught and instead, he even became bolder. "Make some time and send me your photos,"

You rolled your eyes at his order and asked, "Didn't you take many pictures of me when we were out?"

"That's different. Your amateur selfies are the best," Jungmo heard your grunt and smiled fondly. "Ah-"

You were startled when he, out of nowhere, made such an exclamation. You were about to ask if something was wrong but he beat you to it.

He said, "I think I can go to your sister's wedding next week. My application has been moved forward. I almost forgot to say that,"

A pulse late, he whispered. "I can finally meet my in-laws,"

You bit your lip and bashfully said. "How can you say that so casually?" Returning in the same volume.

"Why is that? Isn't it a given for me to go meet my wife's parents?"

"Koo Jungmo!" you couldn't take his teasing any longer. He has brought up this title stuff a lot of times and it never fails to make you go rubescent.

"You're such a tease,"

Jungmo let out a simper and inevitably made you anticipate the future with his next words. "A tease comes true?" and also a burst of big laughter at his silliness.

"You better keep your promise,"

Nodded silently, Jungmo confessed. "I love you, my wife,"

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Things have been wonderful since you dated Kang Minhee. Although he is especially popular among the girls at school, they couldn't do anything. It's because the person he gives hugs and kisses, morning and night wishes will be you.

However, Kang Minhee is never one to expose his relationships and you respect his principle. Therefore, you two only meet at each other's home or outside school.

Being senior means you have to get ready for the college entrance examination and luck on your side, Kang Minhee is a model student who tops every midterm.

He would come to your house to teach you whatever you request and your parents are glad Kang Minhee can supervise you from time to time.

"Now, do you get it?" Kang Minhee asks. He looks concerned at how you stare to burn holes into the exercise book. He then strokes your back and reassures. "This is quite an advanced question, it's understandable you can't get it yet,"

"Let's look at another question," he says, not an ounce of annoyance coming out of his mouth. "I want to take a break," instead, it is you who feels tired from all those numbers.

"Alright, but I'm gonna finish my homework while at it-"

Kang Minhee takes out the science book as he speaks and is startled by your precipitated move; a side hug.

He is then met with a pair of big pleading eyes. He smiles adoringly at you and pats your head. "What do you want?"

"Cuddles!"

"Not now, Y/N. You see I have-" Not even bothered to listen to his excuses, you cover his blabbering lips off and smile through the kiss.

He is obviously flustered and embarrassed by the fact that his first kiss is so abrupt and not being initiated by himself. Nevertheless, he enjoys the feel of it.

The moment you peel your lips from his, he grabs your shoulder and opens his mouth. "Where did you learn how to kiss?!" he scolds you albeit his red-tinted cheeks contrasting his fair skin.

"Dramas? It's my first time but I really wanted to kiss my boyfriend. Did you like it?" you boldly crawl to his folded legs and land a position there.

Not only he doesn't give an answer, you even get a flick on the forehead.

"Sigh... It seems I'm the only one who gets excited to let go of my first kiss and my boyfriend isn't having it~"

In a hushed voice, Kang Minhee voices out. "Who says that,"

"Then you like it?" your eyes sparkle at the response and you begin to have the idea to tease him.

"Of course.. But I'd appreciate it more if you tell me beforehand," Kang Minhee pulls your body closer and hugs you.

"Hahahaha sure sure. You're so cute, Kang Minhee!"

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Your son's expression of love is poles apart from his dad's. While the little kid has no problem projecting his affection toward everyone, Jihoon has.

It was just a nice birthday dinner Jihoon had prepared for you and the family of three eating peacefully and merrily with the boy being vibrant for his beloved mother.

Although he is just five years old, he can already sense differences in the treatment he and Jihoon are giving to you. At first, you didn't really pay attention to it since your son never stops talking to you and you knew well how your husband behaves. However, you heard a whole new conversation right after you moved to the kitchen.

"Dad, how come you're not giving mom a kiss on her birthday?"

What on earth? You were suppressing the urgent laughter in your throat as you eavesdropped behind the wall. 'Jihoon wouldn't get pissed at his own kid, right?' you secretly began to imagine having the man scold at his own blood and flesh.

You peered at the corner to study the situation but were caught off guard by Jihoon's later remark.

"Dad will kiss mom when you're not around and you won't even know it,"

And yes, Jihoon never put his lips on you when the little kid is in sight- Not to mention he didn't kiss you on the lips at the wedding too (You never questioned him).

"Dad, you better wish mom a happy birthday because I haven't heard that from you since we come into the house! is what he said to me. I can't believe that brat,"

You chuckled seeing Jihoon's apparent frustration and beckoned at him. You discarded the gap between you two and whispered. "And that brat doesn't know what his dad is capable of doing behind the closed door,"

"You bet,"

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WARNING ! spicy part ahead (not detailed but still NSFW)

part 2 is here!

'Don't be nervous, don't be nervous' you screamed internally at the naughty thought you bore in mind. You are finally married to Jeon Wonwoo, your mom's friend's son and he was taking a shower in your very own room.

Just 8 years ago, you first met him at the clubhouse. He was a high school senior and five years older than you. It was love at first sight and you couldn't deny how much you yearned for his attention the whole year.

Learned that he has had no girlfriend since ever, you thought about standing no chance of being with him. Then, it became serious when you prayed to God every Sunday without your mom knowing.

After he finished his college entrance exam, you began to fret. He soon will leave the house for university and there must be many pretty girls he will lay eyes upon.

You felt like the probability decreases every passing year and it drove you insane. Until you actually pulled up some bravery and confessed to him.

He rejected you on the first attempt and the heartbreak was tremendous that you emptied 2 bottles of alcohol that night. He had to take you home and into your room. Your mom trusted him since she had seen him growing up before her eyes.

It was then, in your room, Wonwoo discovered your love for him wasn't casual. And little did you know, he had asked you. "Did you really like me?"

Your mind was in a haze and subconsciously you clung around him and whined. "Why you don't like me? I like you, i like you, i like you,"

Wonwoo was feeling overwhelmed by the proclamation. He concealed his bewilderment and pushed you away, saying, "You reek of alcohol," While you really smelled not the nicest, Wonwoo lied you down properly and tucked you in, lest you catch a cold.

Deep down, Wonwoo had no idea why you would like him. He found himself thinking about your love profession and every encounter at the clubhouse made him slightly guilty.

You still pined for him and it seemed like your prayers had been answered the day when Wonwoo asked you out for a drink. It was a friendly invitation and you still enjoyed every second of it.

The happiness on your face softened Wonwoo's heart. He walked you home and before he let you go inside, he halted you. The heavy words he kept throughout the night eventually were voiced out in a single sentence.

"You know I never date a girl and the reason is, I date to marry. So if we were to date then I don't wish it to be a fleeting relationship,"

You knew you were going to be embarrassed by your response but you just had to say it. "What a coincidence, I don't find short-lived relationships intriguing," you sniffed and wiped your tears off. Laughing away, you added, "So are we a couple now?"

And it was a dream come true for you.

You both started dating and it lasted for four months when he bought you a ring to propose on your birthday. Two months engaged and married.

Breaking you out of the reverie, Wonwoo stroked your head and told you to take a shower before going to sleep. It was a tiring day and all you'd been thinking is the deed.

Wonwoo, on the other hand, couldn't bear to touch you since he was worried that you'd be exhausted from the day. He only managed to satisfy his hormonal turbulence by caressing your hair.

That night, after Wonwoo took the glass of milk he brought for you, he hugged you to sleep. "Why are we sleeping? Won't we need to consummate our marriage?" you asked, dead serious.

Wonwoo laughed and kissed your forehead. "You'll worry about it later. Now, sleep because you have a class tomorrow," he softly said. Seeing your irritated expression, he had to cajole before you finally gave in and slept.

People always said the person you love may not be what you expect after wedlock but it wasn't the case for you. Wonwoo may not have the best experience in treating a girl but he sure treats his woman right.

[Honey, don't forget your lunch box. I made your fav so make sure to finish it]

[Honey, I'm out to buy the groceries. Take a nap first after you read this]

[Honey, it's your birthday today. Go celebrate with your friends and tell me if you're done. I'll pick you up]

Wonwoo loves to call you honey and every time, you feel like your heart is about to melt. His gentleness was all you live for and it had you wondering if Wonwoo was ever riled up.

"I don't like roses," you threw the bouquet of roses he surprised you with into his embrace, regretfully. You knew what you did was horrible and unreasonable but you wanted to tease him a bit. You left him in the living room and went to take a shower upstairs.

Wonwoo carried the flowers and hid them from you. He then secretly grabbed his car keys and drove to a florist that is still open. In fact, he just drove around in a rush to buy you a different flower.

On his way home, he received a call from you. His finger glided across the screen and before he got to say anything and apologize, your voice boomed.

"Where are you? Wonwoo, I'm sorry I really am. Where did you go?" a series of sobbing noises sounded along. You were a crying mess and wailed even louder when he ended the call.

Wonwoo couldn't focus on the road if he resumed the call. Without knowing the context, his heart raced. Thousand of God-forbid possible scenes ran in his mind as he drove.

Wonwoo didn't even bother to turn off the engine and when he dashed into the house, he saw your frame on the couch and ran forward. "Why did you call crying? What happened?" his voice trembled as he checked on you. He repeated the questions to get an answer from you. "Honey, did something happen?"

Having noticed you were not going to reply soon, Wonwoo remained silent and held you tightly. You stared out the window and heard the still-running engine outside.

In a low, raspy voice you whispered, "The car.."

Wonwoo was lost for a moment and you had to smack him on his arm to wake him up. "The car, idiot,". Only after that, did the recollection of the flowers in the car dawn on him.

Your face which was filled with concern and tears before turned red at once. Wonwoo lined up various types of flowers in front of you and said, "Today, I realised that I was ignorant. I didn't know what's your favourite flower and bought the one you dislike," He walked up to you and took your hands. Gazing up into your eyes, he continued, "I wish there was a dictionary about you so that I can make you happy all the time," So he disappeared just now because he went to buy me these to compensate?

"Honey, I'm sorry about earlier. Please don't get mad at me because I don't want to sleep alone today,"

Punching his arm lightly, you retorted. "I'm furious as to why you'd go all the way to buy me these," Your tone rose a notch as you spoke. Peeking at the petals on the floor, you warmed inside. It was difficult to suppress a big smile.

Wonwoo felt torn inside and blamed himself. He rubbed your forearms and opened his mouth. "It's because I made a mistake. Honey, I admit that I acted recklessly but I had to since the shops are about to close if I-"

He sounded so lame, unfunny, and deadly sweet that you had to shut him up with your lips. You didn't intend to kiss him like this but listening to him saying all the things to make you the happiest moved you to tears once again.

Wonwoo was surprised but he smiled and returned the kiss just as passionately. He embraced you in his arms and became handsy as he was turned on.

"Where's the roses?"

"I put them in my car since you don't like it,"

"Hm, why did you do that? Are you so in love with me, Jeon Wonwoo?" you chuckled, seeking his lips on yours afterward. Although you asked the obvious, his reply still sent butterflies in your stomach.

"Yeah, I'm so in love with my wife. What should I do?" he grinned and caught your lips. "Honey, I love you,"

While he is a gentleman on daily basis, he isn't the same in bed. Under the blanket, he knew how to please you as usual. You couldn't control your noises and Wonwoo was fond of them.

"S-slow down," you begged. His movement was driven by motivation that is to make you come but today, you wanted to come together. He twisted his hips and roamed his hands all over like he didn't just make you moan louder.

"You like when I go fast, don't you? Should I touch you down here as well?" he groaned in the middle when he felt the grip getting intense. "Honey, are you close? Ugh, keep making noises. You know I like them,"

Your head fell right and left as you contained the urge to orgasm. Struggling to keep your composure, you crossed your legs around his hips and pushed him to lean more. With your fingers all in his hair, you raised your head and whimpered, "Babe, come inside today,"

"No, honey," he tried to drag his trust slower after hearing you say that. It was a temptation but he always worried for you. You were younger than him and both of you never brought up the topic of having a child. Though, he never let it slips his mind and take precautions.

After the exercise, Wonwoo helped you with the after-care. He clothed you and went downstairs to heat up the milk just like he always did. When he entered the room again, you were already tucked in and facing the other side.

Wonwoo thought you were asleep and reached for the bedside lamp to switch it off. As you sensed his hands brushing your skin, you glared at him and swiftly said. "I want to have a child with you,"

Wonwoo's stupefaction was not secreted. He looked at you deeply, making sure he heard correctly.

And it seemed you really meant it. For half of the year, you were having the idea of getting pregnant. It was just you're shy to voice it to him and hinted at him every time.

"And condoms didn't feel nice so don't wear them next time," you added with bash.

"But honey," he must want to discuss about it and it will, ultimately, evolve around you.

Why is he always so anxious when it comes to me?

Cutting him off, you excused yourself. "I'm sleepy, goodnight,"

"Honey, don't sleep yet," his first call didn't succeed and he wanted your attention on the second try. So he called by your name which he hasn't used since you two decided on endearments.

You pulled harder on the edge of the blanket and pretended to not hear. "Y/N," he pressed again.

"Okay, we'll have a child but-"

"Really?" excited, you jumped to sit on the bed and waited for him. Seeing how exhilarated you turned, the dwelling worries within him pacified. He flashed a tender smile and nodded. "Yes, but we'll have to go to see the doctor first. Let's see if it's a suitable time for you to bear a child. Understand?" he can't take a risk.

"I know my body!"

Wonwoo sighed, feeling defeated by his lovely wife. "But I won't feel at ease. What if your body is too young to be pregnant?" he commented. "Honey, to be honest, I don't want to have a child just yet. I want to spend more time with you and let's wait for another year, shall we?"

Pouting, you averted your gaze as you responded. "But I want to have your baby. Darling, please?" your honey-rendered voice was magical.

Man, you always have the damnest thing to say and it worked most of the time.

Wonwoo looked down and cursed to himself. He was aroused by your request and you're delighted by such a reaction. "Your body below is so honest. I have my answer now so I'm going to sleep," your brightened features closing up the conversation. You cupped his face and presented him with a peck. "Mwah! Love you, the father of my children,"

Maybe, planning a child isn't so bad after all.

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