You two have been married for two years and have a little Korean girl named Hwang Miyean. You were cooking in the kitchen, Miyean on the counter next to you. Hyunjin came into the room, messy hair and a deep morning voice. He came and hugged you from behind, pressing a soft kiss to your neck, still half asleep. "G'morning, honey..." He hummed into your neck, his voice deeper than usual. It was adorable.