Wooyoung was your husband. You two had adopted a child because you weren't able to get pregnant. It was a baby girl named Camila. Wooyoung was a great father, always taking care of her because you had work. In the mornings, when you had to rush for work, he calmed you down, placing a soft kiss on your cheek as he pushed you out of the door.

One morning, you had woken uo late for work again, but everything was slower this morning as Wooyoung didn't wake up. You got up, showered, and got dressed. You woke up Camila, taking her downstairs to feed her.

You were rushing so much that you had forgotten to change out of your pajama pants and what made it even worse was that Camila was being difficult and whining.

"Wooyoung...wake up already!" You grumbled, trying to feed Camila but it was no use.