Love doesn't last [Jeno]

24. Loss of words

-Time skip to the mall-

Jeno’s point of view-
I feel excited and happy that Y/n even said yes to begin with me. I was a bit scared that she would think I am an awful and bad human since I asked her to base the most stuff on us.

I don’t know anything about her life and she looked like a pleasant person to be around. Y/n treated me like a normal human even if she knew who I was from the beginning. 

I have met hundreds of people in life and they all have been great, but Y/n just was the brightest star in the night sky the moment I looked at her. It might sound cheesy and weird but I felt like it was fate that brought us back together.

“What are you looking for?” I asked with my normal voice but with a lower tone so that I wouldn’t be spotted by fans again. I don’t anyone to start assuming things with me and Y/n and create drama in her life.

“I don’t know, maybe I should just change my jacket so that it can cover all of this” Y/n said with a cute attitude making me want to pinch her cheeks until they turn cherry red. She looks so adorable and reminds me of a child for some reason.

“No, how about we get you out of your comfort zone?” I asked looking forward to seeing her in dresses and skirts since I have always seen her wear pants that still look cute on her.

“Well hearing you say this gives me the idea of you already having some outfits in mind,” she said with a laugher, a laugher so cute as small sour candy. Everything she said sounded like music to my ears.

Her smile and face just made my inner soul glow in some kind of way. “Yeah, try this one on, please?” I asked handing her a pink dress with white flowers as she took it and ran into the dressing room.

I waited a couple of minutes staring into the dense air looking for other outfits that I believe would look stunning on Y/n. Just in the second, I stood up from the chair ready to grab another dress with blue raindrops she came out like a victory secret model.

Her golden-brown hair was in harmony with the easy wind inside. Her steps were like she had a fashion show going on as she did a little twist showing me her beautiful dress.

All this made my heart skip a beat as I looked away for a second trying to calm my heart down and avoid blushing. “How do I look?” she asked lifting her dress from both sides striking a loveable pose. Suddenly I forgot how to talk or how to tell someone they look like…..she was pretty.

“You look… stunning and the most beautiful person I have ever seen” I mumbled trying to figure out how I was going to explain that he looked gorgeous.