Then Came You

The Rooftop

The story in this chapter is purely based on my imaginations. No dates, locations, or anything is confirmed.

The winter sun brought out the purity of the heaven-given snow, all in white, sparkling by the rays of the ruler of the sky. Silver clouds dancing on their stage filled with the thousand hue of blue. That morning was a harmony of warmth and cold twirls, as the snow gleaming blankets the city, and the trees. The north wind suddenly blows softly but enough to make him pulls his jacket tighter. He hears the sliding sound of his balcony glass door. The whirls of coffee and faint fresh flowery smells tickles his nose.

"Omo... It's freezing..." The voice of an angel graces him.

He turns his gaze, just to meet the sight of the most stunning woman that he has shared winter mornings like this for the last five years. She wears her white padded winter jacket, the faux fur of the jacket collar framed her gorgeous face. Her cheeks are tinted with the crimson hue, as her body responds to the morning wind that just blows.

He smiles, and takes the coffee cup of her hand.

"You're cold? Come closer..." He pulls her gently, wraps his arm around her shoulders.

"It's so beautiful..." Her luscious lips are mouthing wow as she sees the view of the city.

"You're far more beautiful..." He smooches her cheek.

She shyly laughs, her fingers tug the hair strands that blew to her face to the back of her ear. The new ring, with two pear-shaped lilac tinted diamonds framed a round clear brilliant center from the same stone, glittering on her ring finger. It's in the right size, not too big and not too small, suits her milky dainty finger.

He holds her closer and tighter. She rests her head on his shoulder, makes her scents disperses more, as he breathes them in. He feels like he owns the world, spending an enchanting snowy morning like this with the woman he loves.

"They really are gonna announce it today??" She asks him, while opening her jacket.

"Yep." He steps towards her, their coffee mugs in his hand.

She takes them and strolls to the kitchen sink, starts washing them.

He takes off his jacket, hangs it on the coat hanger near the hallway, and paces to the couch.

"I feel giddy... Are we going to be alright?" She seeks reassurement while drying the mugs.

"Nothing would happen. Everything's gonna be fine... You're gonna be fine..." He turns the TV on, watching the morning news.

"I really hope so... " She paces to the bedroom.

"You're gonna take a shower? Can I join?" He turns his head towards her bedroom.

"Yah! Oppa, jugule??!"

He clicks his tongue and laughs. His eyes back on TV but his mind is reminiscing the night he proposed to her.

It was a warm summer night, at the beginning of July.

He went to the jewelry store to pick up his custom-made engagement ring just three days before. Cost him a fortune, but he didn't give a damn. It's her. It's her who's going to wear it. Nothing can compare to her beauty so he wanted something that at least can match her just a little bit. He was nervous all weeks.