The sun filtered through the large windows of Jennie and Taehyung's cozy Seoul apartment, bathing the living room in a warm golden light.
Jennie stood in the kitchen, absentmindedly stirring her coffee, her gaze fixed on the city skyline. She felt a quiet sense of contentment that had grown deeper over the years.
The gentle hum of the city outside was nothing compared to the steady rhythm of her life with Taehyung — the love they had rebuilt was now stronger than ever.
Behind her, Taehyung appeared, his footsteps soft on the floor as he padded over to her. His arms slipped around her waist, pulling her back against him. He kissed the back of her neck, his voice soft and thick from sleep.
"Morning, Mrs. Kim," he murmured, resting his chin on her shoulder.
Jennie smiled, leaning into his warmth. "Morning, Mr. Kim."
They stood like that for a few moments, enjoying the quiet peace of the morning. Taehyung glanced at the coffee she had been stirring absentmindedly and chuckled. "You've been staring at that cup for a while. What's on your mind?"
Jennie sighed, placing the spoon down and turning in his arms to face him. "I was just thinking about everything... How far we've come. It feels like a lifetime ago that we met again at the wedding."
Taehyung's eyes softened, and he kissed her forehead. "It does. But I wouldn't change a thing. Every step brought us here."
Jennie looked up at him, a soft smile tugging at her lips. "You always know what to say to make everything feel perfect."
Taehyung laughed, pulling her closer. "That's my job, isn't it?"
Later that evening, they had their usual Friday date night, a tradition they'd started a few months into their marriage.
Despite their busy schedules — Jennie working as a successful fashion designer and Taehyung traveling the world as a photographer — they always made time for each other.
Tonight, they were headed to their favorite rooftop restaurant overlooking the Han River. The city lights sparkled in the distance, and a cool breeze swept through the outdoor dining area, making the evening feel magical.
As they sat across from each other, Taehyung reached out, intertwining his fingers with Jennie's.
"I missed this," he said softly, his thumb gently stroking her hand.
Jennie smiled, leaning forward slightly. "You mean our date nights?"
"Yeah," he nodded, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled. "Just you and me. No work, no distractions. It feels like time stops when we're together."
Jennie's heart swelled at his words. Even after all these years, he had a way of making her feel like the center of his world. "You're so cheesy sometimes."
Taehyung chuckled. "I learned from the best."
They spent the evening reminiscing about their early days — the shy glances, the nervousness of rekindling their relationship, and how everything had slowly fallen into place.
It was one of those nights where every moment felt like a reminder of how deeply they loved each other.
As dessert was served, Jennie took a deep breath, looking at Taehyung with a mix of excitement and nerves. "So... there's something I've been meaning to tell you."
Taehyung raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. "Oh? What's that?"
Jennie placed her hand over her stomach, her smile growing. "I'm pregnant."
