Heeseung and you have been together for a long time—longer than most people could remember. You’ve known each other since childhood. Heeseung was always the more put-together one, the strict, rule-following kid, while you were carefree, always laughing and enjoying life. He admired you for that.

You got married not too long ago and now live together in the house he provides and pays for, ever since he inherited his father’s business.

That Saturday evening, Heeseung finally came home from work. The moment he stepped inside, he felt all the stress leave his body at the sight of you cooking in the spacious kitchen—humming softly, swaying to the music as you danced around.

You didn’t notice him until you spun around and accidentally bumped into something solid.

“ouch~”

You looked up and found Heeseung standing there, cheeks flushed, glasses slightly crooked. He quickly fixed himself, clearing his throat before stepping forward to hug you from behind while you cook dinner.

When you finally sat down to eat, everything felt peaceful—comfortable. Then suddenly, Heeseung put his fork down.

He blurted out, without thinking.

“I want to get you pregnant.”

You choked slightly on your food, staring at him in shock as his face turned even redder.