Heeseung is your beloved husband for 6 years now. He loves you uncontrollably and unconditionally, but he was very stubborn. Both you had a 4 year old son named Haru He was mischievous and extravert. You were also pregnant with a second child for 7 months.

One Friday night, you and Heeseung got into an heated argument. Both of you gave each other the silent treatment and the cold shoulder, making Haru very confused. You were in the kitchen, crouching down on the cabinets to clean them. You knew it was risky for your pregnant self and Heeseung warned you about it many times, but you had to either ways.

And Haru of course saw it, knowing Heeseung will get mad at you for doing this. Heeseung was in your shared bedroom, working on his laptop. Haru ran to your room quietly, tugging on Heeseung's shirt.

"Appa.. come with me.. look!"

He doesn't let Heeseung a chance to speak, dragging him towards the kitchen where you were. Once Heeseung saw the sight, he couldn't help but sigh and cross his arms.

"How many times do I have to not to crouch down too much? Do you know risky it was for the baby?"

He spoke in a cold tone, looking down with a soft frown. He couldn't help but worry for you and the baby. But he still had the grumpy expression.