I woke up early in the morning to pick up YoonHee.

"Did you wait long?" I asked taking her luggages and putting them in the trunk. She shook her head and gave a faint smile. "Anything wrong?"

"I don't know. I just don't believe that I'm actually pregnant," she said with a sigh. I smiled and pulled her in for a hug. "We should of waited. I don't think I'm ready."

"You'll be a great mother, we could do this love," I said and kissed her forehead. She smile and we entered my car.

We arrived to my house as the maids greeted us taking YoonHee's luggages up to my room.

"Welcome hun," my mother said hugging her. "Have you gotten any morning sickness yet?" I looked at my mom weirdly and she shot back a glare. I swear she's bipolar or something, she's mad then next thing you know she's all happy. They went inside talking about the life of being pregnant as I followed them inside.

"Welcome to our home," my father said hugging YoonHee.

"Thank you for taking me in," she said smiling. He just nodded and smiled.

"Well, shall we discuss both of your futures?" he asked as we followed him into the living room.

After an hour or so discussing, turns out we won't have our wedding until after YoonHee gives birth for now we're just engaged.

"I expect you two to be mature and responsible for this child," my father said glaring at me. I gave a 'what did I do' face. He rolled his eyes and looked back to YoonHee. "If there's anything you need just come to me or Mrs. Nam for help or the maids here alright?"

"Don't be afraid to call us umma and appa, kay?" my mother said. YoonHee nodded and my parents left for some sort of meeting.