DO NOT COPY!!!
The night air was soft — the kind that carried the sound of the waves like a lullaby. The two of you sat close on the sand, your bare feet half-buried beneath the warmth of the shore. The sea stretched endlessly before you, painted with silver reflections of the moon, and for a while, silence was enough.
Then you turned to him, voice quiet but curious. “Eunwoo… what’s your dream? Like, the one thing you really want in the future?”
He didn’t answer right away. His eyes were fixed on the horizon, lashes faintly catching the moonlight, his expression calm but thoughtful — the kind that made you wonder if he was about to say something profound, or ridiculous.
And then, in that steady, warm voice of his, he said,
“I see myself waking up beside two girls… and that’s the happiest part of my life. My greatest dream.”
You blinked. For a second, your mind short-circuited. Two?
“What— Eunwoo, are you out of your—!” you gasped, your hand already flying up to smack his arm. You stood, ready to storm off, your face heating up in disbelief and a twinge of jealousy.
But before you could take a step, his hand shot out, catching your wrist. “Wait— hey, come here.”
He tugged gently but firmly, pulling you back until you stumbled right into his lap. You squirmed, protesting under your breath, but his arms came around you — secure, gentle, yet unyielding enough that you couldn’t pull away.
“Let me finish first,” he murmured, voice low and rough, the warmth of his breath brushing the side of your neck. You could feel his heartbeat against your back, steady and sure.
You froze when he whispered again, softer this time.
“Two girls… you and our daughter.”
Your breath hitched.
He tilted his head slightly, his lips brushing the edge of your jaw as he spoke — every word slow, sincere, painting a picture only he could see.
“I see myself waking up one morning, the sunlight spilling into our room. You’re beside me, turned away, your back warm against my chest while my arm’s wrapped around your waist.”
His hand moved instinctively, resting over your stomach.
“And then, on your other side, there’s a tiny version of you — our little girl, hugging you just like I do.”
You felt your chest tighten, a strange, beautiful ache spreading through you.
“That’s the future I want,” he continued, his voice barely above a whisper now. “To wake up every day beside the two people I love most. To watch her grow up, and to grow old with you.”
You turned your head slightly, meeting his gaze — soft, earnest, glowing under the moonlight.
He smiled faintly, brushing his thumb over your hand.
“So yeah, two girls. You and our daughter. My whole world in one bed.”