#ph 1 fluff

Sometimes, he’ll find little notes or bookmarks in your books, and he secretly keeps them as mementos.

🧡 “You really wrote, ‘This quote hit too hard. I need a minute.’ Aww, my sensitive little bookworm.” He tucks the note into his wallet and grins, 🧡 “This is going in my collection of Cute Things You Didn’t Know I Saved.”

Whenever he sees you reading, he’ll quietly sit next to you and listen to the sound of the pages turning. Occasionally, he’ll ask you to read a passage out loud, because he loves the way your voice brings the story to life.

🧡 “Wait, wait, go back—read that line again. You make it sound like poetry.” He rests his head on your shoulder and whispers, 🧡 “I don’t even care what’s happening in the story. I just like hearing you talk about what you love.”

He might even write some lyrics inspired by the books you’re into, mixing your literary world with his music.

🧡 “So... what if I wrote a verse from the villain’s perspective? That would be kinda fire, right?” He scribbles in his notebook, then glances up with a grin. 🧡 “You’re like my unofficial creative director at this point.”

If you ever get so absorbed that you don’t notice your surroundings, he’ll gently poke you to remind you to eat or take a break—but only after admiring your passion.

🧡 “Okay, love of my life, it’s been four hours. You haven’t blinked. You need water. And maybe food that isn’t air and vibes.” He kisses your cheek. 🧡 “I brought snacks. You're welcome.”

He sometimes surprises you with a new book or a cute bookmark he made himself, just to see that smile light up your face.

🧡 “I saw this at the store and thought, ‘Yeah, this is 100% their vibe.’” He hands it over, grinning as you light up. 🧡 “Now you have to finish your current one so you can start this. It’s fate.”

When you finish a book, he’s your biggest fan for discussing the plot twists, characters, and your favorite moments. Sometimes your debates get heated, but he loves how passionate you are—it makes their conversations special and never boring.

🧡 “Wait, you’re telling me the main character was the villain the whole time?!” He throws his hands up, half-shocked, half-teasing. 🧡 “I feel like I read it with you just from all your rants, and now I’m emotionally invested. Let’s fight.”

Basically, ph-1 finds your love for reading inspiring, and it’s one of the many things that makes your relationship uniquely cozy and creative.

It had been weeks of trying, weeks of hope and longing wrapped around every late-night conversation and morning kiss. Junwon had been your biggest cheerleader through it all, his gentle encouragement making the process feel less daunting.

Today was the day you decided to test again. You had been feeling off for a couple of days—slightly more tired, a little queasy in the mornings—but you hadn’t dared to let your hopes soar just yet.

Junwon was in the kitchen, humming a soft tune under his breath as he prepared dinner, completely oblivious to the life-altering revelation you were holding in your hands.

“Jun,” you called, your voice barely above a whisper.

He turned around immediately, his face lighting up at the sight of you. “Hey, babe. Dinner’s almost ready. What’s up?”

You bit your lip, tears already brimming in your eyes. Without saying a word, you walked over to him and handed him the positive pregnancy test. His eyes widened as he looked down, his brows furrowing as he processed what he was seeing.

“Is this—” He looked back up at you, his voice catching. “Are we—?”

You nodded, unable to hold back a watery laugh as the tears spilled down your cheeks. “We’re having a baby, Jun.”

For a moment, he just stood there, staring at you like you had just told him the most incredible secret in the world—which, in a way, you had. Then, in a burst of pure joy, he wrapped his arms around you, lifting you off the ground and spinning you around.

“Oh my God!” he exclaimed, laughing and crying all at once. “We’re having a baby!”

Holly, startled by the sudden commotion, lifted her head and let out a small bark, her tail wagging as she trotted over to investigate. Junwon set you down gently, crouching to Holly’s level.

“Holly,” he said, his voice still filled with awe. “You’re gonna be a big sister!”

The dog tilted her head as if trying to understand, then gave Junwon’s face a few enthusiastic licks, which made both of you laugh.

Junwon stood up and pulled you close again, his hands resting protectively on your still-flat stomach. “I can’t believe it,” he murmured, his voice soft now. “You’re really carrying our baby.”

You nodded, resting your forehead against his. “It doesn’t feel real yet. But it is, Jun. We’re going to be parents.”

For the rest of the evening, the two of you couldn’t stop talking about the future. Junwon kept alternating between being giddy and emotional, imagining everything from what the baby would look like to what kind of personality they might have.

“Do you think they’ll like music?” he asked at one point, his head resting on your lap as you absentmindedly played with his hair. Holly was curled up beside him, her head resting on his chest.

“Of course,” you said with a smile. “How could they not with you as their dad?”

He looked up at you, his eyes filled with so much love it made your heart ache. “And you as their mom. They’re going to be amazing.”

Later that night, as you lay in bed wrapped in Junwon’s arms, he kissed your temple and whispered, “This baby is the luckiest kid in the world because they’re going to have you as their mom.”

You turned to face him, your hand resting over his heart. “And they’re going to have you as their dad,” you whispered back.

Holly let out a contented sigh from her spot at the foot of the bed, as if she already knew that life was about to get even more wonderful.

As you drifted off to sleep, you couldn’t help but think that this was just the beginning of the most beautiful chapter of your lives.