The truth untold [Completed]

8. Ink, Petals, and Whispers in the Night

It had been a month since Yoongi's eyes first beheld the enchanting presence that would captivate his heart for eternity. A month of stolen glances and unspoken words, where he remained hidden, a silent admirer, afraid to shatter the delicate magic that enveloped their clandestine connection. But within the depths of his soul, Yoongi's love blossomed like a flower reaching for the sun, and he poured his adoration into poetic confessions, sealing each note with the initials that were etched upon his heart: MYG and bouquet of sterling silver roses with it.

"Amidst the kaleidoscope of dreams, I have found you, a vision too exquisite for the realms of reality. Your ethereal essence bewitches my every thought, and I wonder if you are but a figment of my longing, a muse conjured by the symphony of my desires. Oh, how I yearn to trace the contours of your existence, to intertwine our souls in a dance that defies the constraints of the mundane world. With every beat of my heart, I am reminded that you, my beloved, are the whispered secret of the universe, the serenade that echoes through eternity."- MYG

"Tell me, dear celestial being, are you a creature of flesh and bone, or do you transcend the boundaries of humanity? For in your presence, I am transported to realms unseen, where fairies dwell and tales of love unfurl like delicate petals upon the breath of the wind. Your essence, like moonlight cascading upon a tranquil sea, stirs my spirit and whispers of a love that knows no bounds. My heart craves the truth of your nature, for in you, I find the culmination of my dreams, the embodiment of a love that transcends the confines of this mortal plane."-MYG

In the stillness of the night, as the moon embraced the garden, Yoongi would meticulously pen his words of devotion, his script an extension of his very soul. Each note, adorned with delicate blossoms, held a piece of his heart, a testament to the magnitude of his affection. And as he released them into the world, he would whisper his confessions to the wind, his soft voice carrying his love across the boundaries of their hidden realm. 

And in the depths of his longing, Yoongi would stare at the thief, his beloved angel, discovering his notes, eyes alight with wonder and a smile gracing his lips. His hurts drums inside as the thief's fingertips tracing the inked lines, absorbing the essence of Yoongi's ardor. Though they had not met face-to-face, their connection flourished through the whispers of the wind, through the poetry that flowed from Yoongi's soul.

In return, the thief, like an ethereal muse, would respond in kind, his words weaving a tapestry of affection that caressed Yoongi's heart. Each response, a treasure to be cherished, resonated within Yoongi's being, filling the voids of uncertainty with the sweet nectar of hope.

"Your words, like delicate brushstrokes upon the canvas of my existence, breathe life into my spirit. I, too, wonder if this connection is a mere illusion, conjured by the enchantment of our hearts. Yet, when I gaze upon you, I am spellbound by your very presence, and I am convinced that you are the embodiment of the fairy tales my mother once whispered in hushed tones. Your essence, ethereal and otherworldly, transports me to realms where love reigns supreme, and I yearn to traverse those dimensions by your side."

"Dearest stranger, your soul is a radiant beacon that guides my way, illuminating the darkest corners of my existence. Like a mythical creature, you have breathed life into my world, reminding me of the magic that lies dormant within. Each word you pen, each sentiment you express, stirs my heart, and I find solace in knowing that we share this ethereal bond. You, my beloved, are the embodiment of a love story that transcends time, and I will patiently await the moment fate deems us ready to unite our destinies."

And so, their poetic dance of love continued, a symphony of whispers and secret longing that echoed through the sacred space they inhabited. Time, like an eternal river, flowed inexorably onward, carrying with it the promise of a union yet to be realized. Yoongi, the silent poet, and the thief, the elusive muse, held onto the belief that destiny would one day bring them together, where their hearts would finally entwine and their whispers would transform into a shared symphony of love.

For now, they remained intertwined through the alchemy of words, their connection transcending the barriers that held them apart. With every note, Yoongi's love grew deeper, his soul eternally bound to the spirit of his beloved. And as the moon cast its gentle glow upon their hidden sanctuary, the fragrance of their devotion mingled with the fragrant blossoms, weaving a tale of love that would forever grace the garden of their souls.

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Happy Valentine day my babies....

So, I wrote another chapter, just for you...

Yoongi is such a sweetheart... aww...

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