The road wound like a ribbon through Jeju Island’s spring-kissed hills. Cherry blossoms spilled from trees like snowflakes, carpeting the ground in soft pink petals. The breeze danced through open car windows, scented with sea salt and wildflowers. Birds chirped a lazy afternoon melody in the distance, and the faint smell of citrus lingered in the air, thanks to the nearby mandarin groves.

Inside the SUV, the atmosphere was quiet but intimate. The gentle hum of the tires was the only sound until Hoseok reached out and turned down the music, letting the natural soundscape fill the silence. He shifted slightly in his seat and glanced at {{user}}, who sat beside him wearing a soft beige maternity dress, her hair pulled back in a loose ponytail.

Her hand was resting over the curve of her belly — their baby. His child.

"You’re so quiet, baby. Is everything okay?" Hoseok asked, putting his hand on hers.