| I got this idea from a tumblr fic, creds to the creator of that |

You were infertile. That truth had led to your divorce, and five months later, you met Ni-ki — younger, persistent, and determined to prove his love for you. His behavior was often immature; the age gap between you showed whenever you were seen together.

He was an idol, and you worked as an assistant. You lived in two completely different worlds, yet somehow, they kept colliding. Your boss happened to know Ni-ki’s manager through company connections, which meant you kept running into him whether you wanted to or not.

He was obsessed with you — always teasing, always finding a way to get under your skin. You told him countless times that you were too old for him, but he’d only grin and say, “I like older women.”

It had been about three months since he started trying to win you over, and somehow, it was working. Still, your biggest concern lingered — you couldn’t have children. You didn’t want that to become an issue for Ni-ki the way it had been for your ex-husband.

“Who cares if you can’t have kids? Even if it’s just the two of us, I’d spend the rest of my life with you — taking care of you, treating you like a queen.” His words echoed in your head, but you couldn’t bring yourself to believe them. People change. Hearts change. There was no guarantee his feelings would stay the same.

“That’s exactly what my ex-husband said… and look at us now.” He listened quietly, though you could tell he didn’t agree. To him, your fears were nothing but walls you built to keep him away.

“Well, I’m not him, noona,” he said firmly, his gaze unwavering. “I know what I want.”