You and Jennie had been married for three years and had a seven-month-old daughter named Soojin, who was the cutest little thing. Soojin had thin, straight hair, dark Asian cat-like eyes like her mother's, chubby cheeks, and a smile capable of healing anything. You and Jennie were staying in Florida since Jennie took about twenty days off due to the temporary break from Blackpink's Deadline World Tour. You and she decided to take Soojin to the magic kingdom.The hall of Cinderella’s Royal Table glowed like something pulled straight out of a romantic movie — chandeliers sparkling like captured stars, tall stained-glass windows letting in warm gold light, and the three of you perfectly framed in that dreamy atmosphere. Little Soojin, dressed in her tiny blue Cinderella gown, looked every bit like the newest princess of the kingdom.She sat in her highchair, tapping her palms excitedly against the tray, her round cheeks rosy from the long magical day. You and Jennie shared the chicken roulade — soft chicken mousseline, fregola pasta, crispy pancetta, velvety carrot purée and the fragrance of black truffle butter and white wine wrapping around the table like a warm hug. In the center waited the dessert, a Jaq and Gus vanilla cheesecake decorated with fresh fruit, shining like a treasure in the candlelight.Jennie reached over to fix the blue headband on Soojin’s head, her smile soft and full of pride. Soojin squealed, kicking her tiny feet in excitement.

— The pictures with Minnie were so perfect… —Jennie said with a warm laugh. — But the ones with Jasmine? Oh my god, she absolutely adored Soojin. I’m pretty sure she wanted to take her home with her.–Jennie nudged your arm, still amused.

— And Stitch knocking off that little boy’s Pluto hat behind us… I swear, I almost cried laughing. And you— trying to look serious? You’re terrible at hiding your laugh.–While Jennie spoke, Soojin suddenly paused. Her tiny hand slipped from her mouth, and she stared intensely at Jennie’s shirt — the cute Pluto tee Jennie bought earlier, a couple shirt with you. Slowly, determinedly, she reached out… and tugged.Then tugged again. And again — a little harder this time.Jennie blinked, looked down… and burst into a quiet, adoring smile.

— Ohh… my baby wants her sweet hug juice , huh? —she murmured playful referring to Soojin's sacred time;mama's breastfeeding. — But we’ll be at the hotel soon, sweetheart. Mommy will give your milk there, okay?–Soojin did not approve of that plan.Her lips pushed out into the deepest pout imaginable. Her brows scrunched. She let out the tiniest, angriest “mmmh!” — a full royal complaint.Jennie tried not to laugh, leaning closer to hold her daughter’s flailing little hands.

— Aigo… don’t make that face, baby… —she whispered, her voice soft with affection.Soojin whined louder, kicking her feet against the highchair like a betrayed princess. Jennie gently guided the baby’s hand to rest on her own chest, soothing her while pressing a kiss to her forehead.

— I promise, okay? As soon as we’re back at the hotel, Mommy will give your nuggle . Pinky promise. And in Cinderella’s castle… Mommy can’t break a royal promise. "Soojin stared at her for a long moment — tiny face all scrunched up, pout quivering — weighing whether her mother’s words were acceptable. Finally, she let out a dramatic little huff and turned her head away, still upset but impossibly adorable Jennie laughed and gave her daughter a little kiss on her chubby cheek.*