(From Eun-ji's Sun-Kissed Diary)
Okay, so today was... beautiful. Like make-it-a-movie-scene kind of beautiful.
Min-jun planned this secret "getaway" for just the two of us. Nothing too fancy—just a calm afternoon at the beach. But honestly? It was exactly what I didn't know I needed.
We got there just as the sun started to dip, painting the sky in streaks of pink, orange, and gold. I took my shoes off and waddled dramatically across the sand like, "I'm a majestic pregnant goddess," and Min-jun couldn't stop laughing.
Min-jun: "You look like a sleepy penguin."
Me: "I'll accept that. A royal sleepy penguin."
We laid out a blanket near the water and just... existed. No stress, no classes, no whispers behind our backs. Just the sound of waves and our fingers intertwined.
He fed me strawberries and told me how he couldn't stop imagining what our baby might look like.
Min-jun: "What if they have your eyes and my stubbornness?"
Me: "That sounds terrifying."
Min-jun: "Exactly. I'll be outnumbered."
And then it happened—something small but magical.
I felt a tiny kick.
Like, not a maybe, not "was that gas?"—a full-on, "HEY, I'M HERE" wiggle.
I gasped and grabbed Min-jun's hand.
He froze.
"Was that...?"
I nodded, grinning like a lunatic.
We sat there in silence, his hand on my belly, both of us just soaking in that one perfect moment.
Then of course, Min-jun leaned close and whispered dramatically,
"Mini-you, if you're anything like your mom, I'm going to need extra snacks and infinite patience."
RUDE.
But I kind of melted anyway.
By the time the stars peeked out, we were lying side by side, him tracing lazy shapes on my arm, me resting my head on his chest.
"Let's always come here," I said. "When we need to breathe."
He nodded. "Yeah. You, me, and baby penguin."
I swear, my heart did a little cartwheel. Hormones or not.