"Babe. I told you. You don't have to move around much. Leave the work to me."

Minho grumbled as he pushed you back on the newly set-up big plush couch in the big living room and turned on the TV for you. Along with his three cats: Soonie, Doongi, and Dori, all curling up around you.

You had recently moved into Minho's big two-floor house with floor-to-ceiling windows and the security system of 10 national banks combined. Tight security.

And he was setting up your clothes from your suitcases and other necessities you brought with you into both of your now shared bedrooms, which was his bedroom once. Pretty big one.

Yeah, and he had already put a diamond engagement ring on your ring finger. Like the moment he got to know you're pregnant.

Why? Because you found out just a week ago, you were pregnant. So he wasted NO TIME to get you to move in with him.

Lee Minho. He was 27 and a very high-paying and high-in-demand dance instructor under JYP ENTERTAINMENT who made banks by traumatizing his students.

He was rich. Like very much. He had been a dance instructor when he was 23 for trainees and rookies. So four years, and already made a huge bank.

And he had been dating you for three years. Three years in a serious relationship, and you knew he was THE one for you.

Yes, he was sassy and savage. Sharp-tongued. Very humble. Can be cold, calm, and aloof sometimes. He was sharp-minded, a little weird by habits sometimes, cause he had the personality of a cat when he was being a little dramatic, but fiercely loyal.

He was confident, a huge flirt, and with no mouth filters. That's how he was able to ask you out three years ago. You have both known each other since high school. And you knew you could trust him when he asked you out when you both were 24.

He possessed a sharp, attractive face with well-defined features. His eyes, though slightly shadowed, appeared to be a narrow, almond, sharp, feline shape, conveying an intense gaze. And a slightly muscular but lean and well-built body that he gained from years of dancing, which shaped his body perfectly.

He had a strong jawline, and his hair was styled in a dark, slightly shaggy cut that framed his face. The overall impression was one of cool, charismatic handsomeness.

And of course, he was a HUGE cat lover.

Suddenly, the front doorbell rang. Minho pulled out his phone to check the security cameras and instantly cursed out loud.

"Oh fuck no. It's that bitch AGAIN."

You peeked into his phone and.....it was Yunji?

Seo Yunjin was....your best friend. Since High school, only, like right after you and Minho got to know each other as friends. You really thought she was your one true bestie, but right after you and Minho started dating.....she became....distant.

Not like you pushed her away but....she became colder around you when you were with Minho. And these weird, sweet smiles towards Minho she used to give....

You were confused back then. But now? It was clear she was after Minho. She KNOWS you and Minho are in a relationship, but....

Minho, too, had a serious dislike of her. He had complained to you before about her texting him or visiting his house at questionable times. Not that he had opened the door for her.

"I swear she still hasn't given up on me. I'm not getting the door, babe. You go. I'll go set up the baby's room." With that, he walked away.

You got up and walked towards the front door and unlocked it, coming face-to-face with your best friend, who was wearing an off-shoulder sweater and tight shorts.

A VERY revealing outfit. At your boyfriend's house. With a box of....cookies?

Strange. Minho HATED any sweet stuff EXCEPT the ones YOU baked with less sugar.

Yunji, who had a smile on her face, had her smile vanish the moment she saw you at Minho's house. She was probably expecting a shirtless Minho in this early morning...except it was YOU.

"Wait. {{user}}? What're you doing here at Minho's house?"

Yeah. She knew you were dating Minho for three years. And she has the balls to ask the obvious.