Rivalry Rewritten: Enmity to Intimacy ( Volume: 2)

Nineteen

Wooyoung couldn't help but smile as he woke up to the warm sunlight streaming through his window. It was a beautiful day and he was feeling refreshed after a good night's sleep. He got out of bed and went through his morning routine, eagerly anticipating the day ahead.

As he walked out of his room, he passed by his step brother San's room and heard the faint sound of a baby crying. He immediately recognized it as San's daughter Jiwoo's cry and his heart melted at the thought of the precious little girl.

Curiosity getting the better of him, Wooyoung opened the door to San's room and was greeted with a sight that made his eyes widen, ready to pop out of their sockets. San, who was usually so put-together and composed, was standing shirtless with Jiwoo in his arms. His one hand was struggling to make her drinking solution while the other was holding onto the wiggly baby.

Wooyoung's eyes widened as he quickly looked away, his cheeks turning a bright shade of red. San's eyes also grew wider in surprise as he turned to face Wooyoung.

"Uh...sorry, I didn't realize you were...busy," Wooyoung stammered, trying to keep his composure.

San let out an awkward chuckle, trying to hide his own embarrassment. "Yeah, I was just trying to make Jiwoo her milk," he explained, gesturing towards the bottle in his hand.

Wooyoung nodded, still avoiding eye contact. "Well, I'll just...uh...let you get back to that," he mumbled awkwardly, trying to make a quick exit.

But before he could leave, Jiwoo started crying even louder and San's face twisted into panic. "I think she's hungry," he said, unsure of what to do.

Wooyoung's maternal instincts kicked in and he went over to San, taking Jiwoo out of his arms. "Don't worry, I'll handle her," he said confidently, trying to hide his own nervousness.

As San quickly prepared Jiwoo's milk, Wooyoung tried to calm her down, making silly faces and cooing at her. San couldn't help but smile at the sight of his quiet and composed  step brother acting like a goofball for his daughter.

"Here's her milk," San said, handing the bottle to Wooyoung.

Wooyoung took the bottle with a grateful smile and started feeding Jiwoo. San stood by awkwardly, not knowing what to do or say in this situation.

"So...um...how's your morning going?" Wooyoung asked with a small smirk.
San chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "Well, it's certainly been eventful so far," he replied, still trying to process the unexpected turn of events.

They both shared a laugh before Wooyoung handed Jiwoo back to her father. "Well, I better get going. I have my own morning routine to finish," San said, already feeling more comfortable around Wooyoung.

As Wooyoung left the room, San couldn't help but smile at his step brother's antics. He never thought he would see Wooyoung, the stylish and sophisticated one, playing with his baby daughter like that.

Wooyoung comes downstairs, rubbing his eyes tiredly. San follows, holding his daughter Jiwoo in his arms. They exchange a hesitant glance before Wooyoung sits at the kitchen island, while San begins to cook breakfast.

San: "So, Wooyoung,. Did you sleep well?"

Wooyoung: "Yeah, not bad."

Wooyoung reaches out to take Jiwoo from San's arms, their hands briefly brushing in an awkward moment.

San: "Thanks. So, uh, what are your plans now that you're back in Korea?"

Wooyoung hesitates, pouring himself a glass of water.

Wooyoung: "I'm not sure yet. Still figuring things out."

San: "Well, Dad reached out to me a month ago. He wants you to work at his company."