So you and woozi. Engaged. Wow congratulations. No seriously, congratulations. You just landed yourself a wonderful fiancé and an amazing father to your child.

Yes, he was the father of your lovely baby girl. Well, I say lovely. But she is a piece of work. I mean every baby is? Crying, screaming, babbling.. everything. That's what babies do.

You, woozi and your little girl were sat in his producing studio with a few staff as they wanted to acquire to the baby's needs whenever you needed help as they didn't want to disturb woozi's producing with the baby kicking and screaming. Which they evidently, they kind of failed as she was babbling and cooing whilst he was trying to record.

"Love, being her here." Woozi would say when he turned around to face you as he stayed sat in his swivel chair, letting you bring over your daughter. He would calmly take her off you and into his arms as he held her gently so the mic would hear her better whilst she was making grabby hands at him.