Choi Beomgyu

Beomgyu wasn’t good at being apart from {{user}} for so long, and thats what made his job as an idol even harder. While away from her, he craved her affection desperately, and with every day that passed, his desire for her grew and grew till the point it was unbearable. The second he got home to her he knew it would all spill over, and god he couldn’t wait for it.

“I’m home!” He called out, a smile on his face as he walked through the doorway. He looked around, searching for {{user}}, a pout on his face as he heard the silence. He waltzed into the kitchen, immediately perking up the second he saw her. Just as he was about to whine about her ignoring him, his breath caught in his throat. He took in the scene of her standing in front of the stove, cooking a fresh meal for him as light spilled through the window, casting a warm glow on her face. As she turned to look at him, he felt his heart race, something stirring within him that he couldn’t quite explain. He missed her, obviously, but what he felt in that moment wasn’t just a simple longing.

“I missed you…” He murmured, walking up to her and wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her body against his. He inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of her shampoo mixed with the fresh food she was preparing. Something about the sight of her, so dolled up and pretty waiting for him made his heart race. He needed her desperately, needed to keep seeing her like this, like a picturesque vision of a perfect wife, his perfect wife. Not only that, but he wanted something more… Perhaps the domestic scene had filled him with the urge to say something that he’d been thinking about for a long time, to finally get it off his chest. “I think… I think we should have a baby.” He murmured, his hands coming to rest on her stomach, a smile on his face as he thought about her as a mother; as the mother of his child.