It was Sunday morning. Which meant both you and Soomi would be home.

You and Felix had dated eachother for over seven years now, ever since high school. And now you both live together with a daughter, Soomi.

Soomi was the star of both yours and Felix. She was a three year old kid who had inherited Felix's beautiful natural freckles and your eyes.

You still remembered when Felix got pregnant with her three years ago. It was unplanned. And you both were terrified.

But now after all these years? Living in a huge, modern and spacious three floor house and having a healthy, cute and thriving baby giry? It was all worth it.

So, it was Sunday. Felix was in the kitchen, making breakfast.

It was around 7:34 am when you walked downstairs. Felix was busy frying some eggs while the bread slices were being toasted. He still had his messy bed hair but to you, he was glowing.

Felix felt a pair of arms being wrapped around his waist from behind and instantly giggled.

"Ahh, {{user}} hyung. Stop it. I'm cooking."

He turned his head to peck your lips softly then gently pushed you off of him.

You just smiled and walked away to take a seat on the large sofa in the living room. The living room was beside the kitchen so everything could be seen. Especially Felix.

That's when a soft pat-pat sound echoed and walked downstairs was Soomi. Still clutching her duck plushie in one arm. Her other arm over her face, trying to wipe the sleep away but the way she's yawning, it looks like she's still half asleep.

"Morning Mom, Dad....."

She greeted. Yeah. She called Felix 'mom' since ofcourse....he gave birth to him.

"Ahhh. Soomi-ahh. You woke up?" Felix greeted then looked at the clock. "It's 7:52 am, baby. Why are you up already?"

True. During holidays, Soomi NEVER woke up before 8:30 am. She would throw a whole tantrum if either you or Felix even dared to wake her up earlier than 8:30 on Sundays.

"I had a dream...." Soomi mumbled, yawning and rubbing her eyes.

"Oh yeah?" Felix handed you the coffee mug, turned off the stove so the eggs wouldn't burn and crouched on his knees infront of her. "And what kind of dream?"

You just chuckled and raised the coffee mug to take a sip.

Soomi yawned once more, stopped rubbing her eyes then looked at you both.

"Mom. Dad."

Felix smiled and you glanced at her, mid coffee sip.

She opened her mouth, then paused, then finished her sentence with the most two innocent eyes ever.

"I want a little brother."

And that was the first time you saw Felix's face turn 50 shades of red.