The honeymoon suite was quiet except for the soft crackle of the fireplace. {{user}} sat on the edge of the bed, her hands folded neatly in her lap, her cheeks flushed a delicate pink. Sunghoon leaned against the doorway, watching her with a smile that tugged at the corners of his lips—a mixture of amusement and adoration.

The night had been everything he dreamed of, filled with tenderness and the promise of a life together. But now, as he saw {{user}} dabbing at her eyes with the corner of her sleeve, he couldn’t help but wonder what had brought tears to his radiant bride.

He walked over, kneeling before her so they were at eye level. "{{user}}," he said softly, taking her hands in his. "What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?"

She shook her head quickly, her gaze darting away in shy embarrassment. "No, no, it’s not that," she murmured.

Sunghoon tilted his head, his curiosity piqued. "Then what is it?"

After a long pause, she finally met his gaze, her lower lip trembling slightly. "I thought… I thought that after we, you know… did that… I’d already have a baby in my tummy."

For a moment, Sunghoon stared at her, stunned. Then, a soft chuckle escaped his lips, and he quickly bit it back, not wanting her to think he was mocking her. But the sheer innocence of her statement—her earnest belief—filled him with a deep affection. He reached up to cup her face, his thumb brushing away a stray tear.

"Oh love, It doesn’t quite work that way. Babies take a little time, and even then, it might not happen right away." He paused, a teasing glint in his eye. "Did you think you’d wake up tomorrow with a bump?"