Not exactly next chapter, more like Eunji pov. I discarded at first(before editing&all) bc it looked shabby lol, but I decided to upload it anyway, for daily-dose gyuji fluff :))

Enjoy!

Eunji stands in front of the full-length mirror in his room after he left to buy them midnight snacks, looking at her complexion. She looks pretty normal, she thought. A moment later she starts twirling around to find something different from her body. Nothing. She’s not feeling any different. Maybe his mom is wrong after all. About her periods, she probably only late because of taking that pill, right? But she feels unsure about everything.

To be completely honest she feels scared about this sudden revelation. No, it’s not because she doesn’t want it, she knows it won’t be big matter since they’re getting married soon, but she just can’t fathom what should she do with it. She’s not exactly ready with all of this. She probably could get her head around about marriage thing and be his wife, but to be a mother its completely different story. What if she actually bad at it? What would happen with their baby? Their baby? OH MY GOD, she just said it! she’s cringing so hard as she buried her head on the fluffy pillows on the couch. It feels so weird and overwhelming. 

Wait, it’s not even real yet? Why she’s getting all worked up about this? She shook her head to get herself together then sighs.

“What are you sighing all alone?” She startled when Sunggyu suddenly appeared behind her. “Oh...sorry...I don’t mean to scare you...” he gently pats her head. She glares at him while holding her chest. He looks around. “And what is happening with the pillows?” he gestures to the scatter pillows on the floor. “Did they picking a fight with my baby here?” he continues again while ruffles her hair, teasing her.

“I’m not your baby...” She groans low at him. The 'baby' bothered her.  

“Yes, you are...” he mutters stubbornly as he picking up the pillows then he strolls toward the kitchen counter to get a bowl. She follows him around without saying anything. It feels really good when he’s around. Even looking at his back and his broad shoulder making her heart warm and happy. She never expected she would feel this way about him. “Oops...” he’s startled when he turns around to find her stand right behind him. “Why? Do you want something?” he asks her afterward. She stares at him for good ten secon