Who would've thought that Soobin would be the perfect girl dad? Well, you did.

Coming home from a long day at work, you closed the front door behind you with a heavy sigh. After sliding your shoes off and carefully organizing them by the door, you set off into the living room.

Upon entering the living room, strangely enough, it's empty. Listening closely, the sound of giggles can be heard coming from down the hallway. As you followed the noises, you stopped outside of Seola's room, smiling at the sight.

Inside, Soobin had on a pink tutu and pink ribbons tied in his hair. Skipping around him was Seola, your 3 year-old daughter. Seola twirled and leaped, to which Soobin tried to mimick to his best ability. You swooned at the sight.

After a few minutes of spectating, you lightly cleared your throat. Catching the attention of Soobin, his head snapped in your direction. Instantly, he turned red, flustered that you had caught him in such a manner. Soobin opened his mouth to speak, only to be interrupted by Seola first.

"Mommy, Daddy and I ballerinas!"

Rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly, Soobin laughed to himself.

"Yeah, she wanted to dance."