"Happily ever after? That thing doesn't exist, not in the real world."
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Ever a Never After (adaptation from Enchanted movie)
"Growing up in the fairy tale land, it feels like your whole life has been written perfectly in the books, with the pictu...
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Downstairs, Ah-ri has been humming her own tune as she is helping her father prepare breakfast. At the sound of your voice, she immediately stops—both the singing, and the little hands that have been working to mix the pancake batter—and looks up with a gasp.
"Did you hear that, Daddy?" She turns to Seokjin, smiling wide. "The Princess is singing."
Seokjin stops to listen, and sure enough, he can hear the faint sound of someone singing from upstairs. Creasing his brows, Seokjin quickly recognises it as your voice and begins wondering if this is another quirky thing of yours. To be singing about the morning when you had just woken up.
Shaking his head, Seokjin silently chastises himself for bringing this upon himself. He only sighs and forces a smile as he turns away from the coffee machine to look at his daughter. "I hear it. Why don't you stay here and I'll go check on our guest to see if she's ready for breakfast?"
"But I want to see," Ah-ri complains, pouting. She knows that she can easily melt Seokjin's heart when she does this, but he forces himself to ignore it for once and shakes his head.
"You can have her sing for you later," he convinces Ah-ri and strokes her hair when she begins sulking. "Besides, you have some work to do, don't you?" He points at the mixing bowl in her hands and says, "Keep mixing the batter so we can have the pancake done soon."
"Fine," she says, huffing. "But remember, you promised."
"I promise," Seokjin says with a chuckle. He playfully ruffles Ah-ri's hair to tease her before heading up the stairs, following the sound of your voice that is slowly beginning to make him feel warm inside, for reasons he cannot understand.
Soon, the singing stops. He can faintly hear you murmuring to yourself, and he doesn't have to see you to know that your singing didn't help you feel ecstatic about the morning.
Standing by the door, Seokjin comes to a halt. He suddenly feels hesitant to knock. It doesn't even matter if this is his home, and you are simply a guest. He can sense that you are having a moment and he hates having to break it.
But Ah-ri is waiting downstairs, and he knows that she will be hungry soon. And if he wants to hear the full story from you, this will be the right time to pry it out of you. If cannot do it himself, then perhaps Ah-ri would be able to do it later once she sees you. He has noticed how you seem to have a soft spot for his daughter so quickly right after you met her, so he knows that he can put that to his advantage.
Noticing the silence in the room, Seokjin takes a deep breath, counts to three, and then knocks the door gently. "Hello? Is everything okay?"
He hears a faint sigh from the other side of the door before your voice is heard. "Yes, everything is fine."
Soft, small, and delicate. Seokjin has never heard such a voice, and he never felt such a strong urge to protect and calm someone so badly as he does now upon hearing such a voice. He shakes his head and laughs at himself, wondering how it is possible for him to care for someone so much, when he had just met you.
