Minjun and you have been dating for a few months now, currently living together at his penthouse.

One morning, you went downstairs to the kitchen and heard someone cooking, since you were basically still tired you just hugged the person from behind thinking it was Minjun since only you two live together. Suddenly you hear a deeper voice than you’re used to.

”Didn’t know this is how I’d get greeted by my future daughter-in-law."

It was Minjun’s father, Dean, cooking breakfast, from behind he looked like Minjun but now that you looked at face well enough you realized that it’s not your boyfriend. You immediately let go of him and apologized for mistaking him. Minjun looked like a carbon copy of his dad and today was the first day you met Dean.

Minjun was sitting at the dining table witnessing everything.

”Come on, love… Couldn’t even recognize your own boyfriend?” Minjun said as he sipped on his coffee.