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𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 3.6
Yeosang had his arms wrapped around my waist, as I looked at Seouls buildings lighting up the dark night. Resting his head on the crook of my neck, I inhale deeply. Placing my hand on his bare arms, I feel him flinch.
"My hands are cold, aren't they?" I say, and he gently chuckles, before he hums in response.
Almost releasing me, he takes my cold hands and warms them up with his own.
"Are you okay?" he asks, and I shrug, scrunching my nose slightly, inhaling deeply.
"Yeah. I feel lighter", I smile, and I felt him smile.
"Good. Don't ruin this", he says, and I widen my eyes in confusion. Then he slightly turned me, so we faced each other.
Yeosang looked down at me, his eyes glittering with nervousity, but confidence. He cups my face with his hands, a smile playing on his lips.
"You know you're beautiful right?" he whispers, and I giggle.
"What kind of question is that", I say, and he laughs. We stopped, and continued to look at each others eyes, myself getting lost in his. Then he suddenly look down on my lips, before taking his hands from my face, only to go down and find mine.
With furrowed eyebrows, I look at him as he suddenly went down on one knee, taking a box, opening it, revealing a ring. The diamond looked at me, the light reflecting it's beauty.
"Yeosang, I'm not ready to get married", I say, as he rolls his eyes.
"Shut the fuck up. This is only a promise ring", he says and I snort. What a waste.
Then he cleared his throat, and winked at me. "Park Yeojin. We met very randomly, a little accident making us notice each other", he start, and look down on himself, and I notice that he was wearing the same outfit as we met. The white tshirt. The black pants. The leather jacket.
"You're cold, bratty and sassy attitude, taking my attention, but you're cuteness, beauty and calm personality making me fall in love with you", he began caressing my hand, and I pulled him up, slightly, as he looked uncomfortable on his knees.
"My main goal was to get you before San, but I see now that I don't have too", he smiles. "I know, I hurt you, but I hope that these past few months, have shown how sorry I am, and how much I love you", he says, and I widen my eyes.
"Wait, you're confessing", I say clueless, as he furrowed his eyebrows in disbelief.
"Are you kidding me?" he snorts, before I hit him. He laughs, before cupping my face again. "I love you Yeojin. And I'm willing to fight for a relationship, if you're...", he starts, but I stop him.
Placing my lips on his, I kiss him, making him feel all of my feelings. My pain, my love, my gratitude. Yeosang kissed me back, his lips soft at mine. Pulling away, we place our forehead at each others.
"...if my love is for you is the same as yours", I whisper, and I felt him smile. "It is, Yeosang. My heart is already yours", I say, and he pulls me in again, kissing me again.
"I love you, Yeojin", he mumbles in the kiss, as I hungrily kiss him back.
"I love you too", I say, as I place my hand on the hem of his shirt, before taking it off of him.
***
Sans eyes fluttered open, as he looked around his surroundings. Finding a darkhaired boy at his side, he places his hand on him, making the male wake up.
"What...", Wooyoung opened his eyes, and looked at San, who was awake. "San", he squeeled quietly, before standing up and giving him a slight hug.
"Oww, Woo, be careful", the blonde groaned, making the other pull away worried.
"I'm so sorry", he apologize, but San laughed, when suddenly he finds himself staring at the youngers lips.
"Wooyoung...", he called out, and the said boy sat besides him, close. "I know your little crush on me", San continued, making the boy freeze on his spot.
The elder chuckled, before taking Wooyoungs shirt, pulling him in. "It took me some time, but I think I like you too", San said before making Wooyoungs lips land on his.
