Daddy Material

Seungwoo Jr.

Seungwoo slid under the covers, turning on his side to look at me. I had the duvet pulled up to my chin. I wanted to lay in Seungwoo's bed and never come out. His mattress was as soft as a cloud and his sheets felt luxurious. I bet this dude buys 1000 thread Egyptian cotton. They smelled just like him and it was a scent I could drown in.

"Remember our first sleepover?" I brought up and he shuddered. I couldn't hold in my giggle at the thought of it.

"I still have nightmares if that's what you mean," he said and I pushed at his shoulder. He was so overdramatic sometimes. The sleepover was not that bad.

It had happened in high school as did a lot of our first time shenanigans. Seungwoo and I spent a lot of time at each other's houses so it would be no surprise if one of us rolled up with the other in tow. That particular day we were at my house and everything was normal. No one had suspected that there would be a sudden snowstorm that shut down all the roads.

"I still can't believe your parents expected you to come home with almost three feet of snow," I laughed. When the snowstorm started, my parents had already started to get nervous about Seungwoo driving home. The conditions weren't horrible, but he was still just a teenager and they felt responsible for him.

He shook his head and sighed. "And your mom had to get on the phone. They were not expecting her to just tell them no."

"You really think she would have let one of her babies out there in that mess?" I said. Once they saw that the storm was not letting up anytime soon and the snow was sticking, they told Seungwoo that he was going to stay the night. His parents (mainly his mom) were completely against it, but the thing about my mother is she don't play when it comes to the safety of any child. So she hopped on that phone with a quickness and told them that Seungwoo would be staying the night and could come home when the roads were clear, end of discussion. "Didn't Daddy give you a whole talk?"

"Why do you think I still have nightmares?" he said, making me roll my eyes. "He said if I even thought about sneaking into your room, he would knock me silly."

When I thought back about it, I remembered being so excited that my best friend could sleep over. But then I got scared that he would see me in my ugly nightclothes with my bonnet on. Don't you remember them times when you were young and you thought you had to be extra cute at all times around your crush, even in your sleep? I would have dropped dead if Seungwoo saw me as anything but cute. Oh, how the times had changed.

Still one thought stayed in the back of my mind, a little question. I shifted a little closer to him. "Did you think about sneaking into my room?"

He paused for a second, looking at me with a glint in his eyes that disappeared as soon as it came. The corners of his lips went up into a goofy smile. "I was too scared to even think about it. Even if I did, I swear every little creak woke up your dad."

"To be honest, I think he set an alarm clock," I said. "He kept coming to check on me." The old man thought I didn't notice but I was aware. How could I not be with his heavy footsteps in the middle of the night, serial killer sounding ass? I honestly think the only person who got any sleep that night was Zenobia.

It was so ironic now. My dad tried his hardest to make sure Seungwoo and I wouldn't do anything back then and now he shook the man's hand when he thought he had impregnated me, telling him to take care of me. It was crazy to even think about it.

Seungwoo suddenly pulled me closer and dipped his head into the groove of my neck. I hoped my sudden inhale wasn't too noticeable. His nose and mouth dragged across my neck as he breathed in deeply.

That tingle started to spark up only it felt a lot stronger this time, shooting electricity through me. Pregnancy hormones or not, I had a fine, shirtless man pressed up against me. And I haven't gotten any in the past three months? These were the kind of situations that got me pregnant in the first place.