You’ve been dating Jay since you were seventeen. Now, right after his career as a K-pop idol in the boy group Enhypen, life couldn’t be better, having him as your husband and soon-to-be father of your child.

It all began with a random group project in school sixteen years ago. The universe somehow decided to bring the two of you together. He was easygoing and always knew exactly what to say—especially in serious situations. He had everything you were looking for in a man. Growing up as the eldest daughter in your family made you mature beyond your years, and meeting Jay only made life easier. He could read you like an open book.

When he told you he preferred to become a K-pop idol rather than taking over his father’s company at a young age, you realized just how determined and ambitious he was about his dreams and his life. Really? Choosing that path when a stable career was already laid out for him? And yet, his parents were as supportive as you expected—perhaps because he was their only child.

When he officially became a K-pop idol, things changed between you. He was often far away, traveling across the world, attending events and performances, and living a life constantly in motion. There were moments when you felt alone. But Jay was different. There were times he would even beg their manager just to visit you and spend personal time together.

After ten years of being a K-pop idol, you both decided to make your relationship public—while still keeping your personal life and identity private. You simply let his fans know that he was already in a relationship. To your surprise, the majority of the comments were positive.

Now, at thirty-one, and two months pregnant, you look at the man who was once your classmate, your suitor, your boyfriend, your fiancé, your husband—and now, soon, the father of your child. You couldn’t ask for a better life. You both swore that even in another lifetime, you would still choose each other.

On a sunny morning at 7:19 AM, you stand in the kitchen in front of the stove, cooking breakfast, still wearing your silk nightgown. You sense Jay’s presence behind you and can’t help but smile at the warmth he brings. He wraps his arms around your waist from behind, shirtless, his soft smile brushing against your neck and shoulder, his warm breath grazing your skin. A gentle shiver runs down your spine as you realize how lucky you are—to have him as yours, and to be his.

“Mhm… Good morning, beautiful. How did you sleep? Did you sleep well last night?” he asks softly, rubbing your small, rounded belly through the silk fabric of your nightgown before leaving a tender kiss against your neck.