Yoon-ki's pupils suddenly flutter at the female protagonist's suggestion that he have a baby. The female protagonist's eyes widened, slightly taken aback by Yoon-ki's reaction. Yoon-ki, who usually loves babies, was so flustered when she suggested he have his own child.
“Why, you don’t like it?”
“No, no.”
“What the... that reaction. You like babies, don’t you?”
“Honey, what you see on TV isn’t everything.”
“What are you talking about?”
I was really wondering what he was talking about. Of course, TV shows cute babies, so everyone loves them. Yoongi is no exception, so why does he always say he doesn't want to have our baby?
“We are happy enough with just the two of us right now.”
"What the..." Yeoju felt a surge of resentment at Yoongi's cold, stale, almost porridge-like reaction. "Is this the distance between us that makes you so reluctant to have a baby?" Yeoju stood up, her whole body sulking.
“Hey, there’s still some left. Are you not going to eat any more?”
“I’m not eating..!”
Before going to bed, the female protagonist would always kiss Yoongi on the lips goodnight and go to sleep, but today, she didn't even look back and went into her room grumbling and fell asleep.
" .. omg. "
In the early morning, when the world was still pitch black, the heroine, who had been fast asleep, kicked off the covers and woke up from her dream. What kind of dream was this? In her dream, she saw a beautiful, round, pink peach. The peach looked so delicious that she took a bite and woke up.
“Ah… that peach looked so sweet and delicious.”
The female protagonist licked her lips as if she was regretting something and went back to bed.
“Huh..? Where have you been?”
“Oh, I had a dream about peaches and they looked delicious, so I bought a box.”
“Peaches in my dream..?”
“Uh, why?”
“I had that dream while I was sleeping too.. I woke up without being able to eat the peach, so I felt really wronged.”
Yoongi was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth. Yeoju didn't know, but she told him to peel some peaches and bring them over. Yoongi took the box to the kitchen, washed them thoroughly, peeled them, and cut them into bite-sized pieces, filling a bowl.
“Min Yoongi, why haven’t you spoken since earlier? Are you upset because I didn’t kiss you last night and you went to bed?”
“ … “
“Why, for what reason?”
“You had that peach dream.. It wasn’t a prenatal dream, was it..?”
“If it’s a dream, you’ll hate it!”
"What? Why would I hate you? I should be celebrating and celebrating with you."
“Didn’t you hate having babies?”
“No, of course it would be great if we had a child, but I’m worried if you have a hard time.”
“Since you both dreamed of peaches, I guess it wasn’t a meaningless dream?”
“If it’s a peach… is it a girl?”
It's a bit sad to end it here... haha Bye~!!