{{user}} stared into her coffee, the dark liquid mirroring the turmoil inside her. She had to tell Jiyong, but she feared his reaction. Even after two years together, a knot of anxiety tightened in her chest.

Jiyong reached across the table, his fingers gently tracing circles on the back of her hand. "Hey," he said softly, his eyes filled with concern. "What's wrong? You've been quiet all morning."

She forced a smile, but it felt strained, unnatural. "I... I need to tell you something," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.

He squeezed her hand, his expression softening with worry. "You can tell me anything, you know that, right?"

She took a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart. "I'm... I'm pregnant, Jiyong."

The words hung in the air, heavy with unspoken fears. She watched his face, bracing herself for the disappointment, the hesitation, the subtle shift in his eyes that would confirm her worst anxieties.

But instead, a slow smile spread across his face, lighting up his eyes with an almost childlike joy. He squeezed her hand tighter, his thumb stroking her skin.

"Pregnant?" he repeated, his voice filled with wonder. "Seriously? We're going to have a baby?"

She nodded, tears welling in her eyes, but this time, they were tears of relief and overwhelming happiness. "Yes," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "We're going to have a baby."

He stood up, pulling her up with him, and wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. "This is amazing," he murmured, burying his face in her hair. "This is the best news ever."

She clung to him, letting his warmth and his words wash over her, melting away the fear that had been plaguing her. "You're not... scared?" she asked, her voice muffled against his chest.

He pulled back slightly, cupping her face in his hands, his eyes shining with love and excitement. "Scared? No way. I'm thrilled. I've always wanted to be a dad. And to have a baby with you... it's a dream come true."