━━THOUGH BEOMGYU'S HANDS had been sweating and the flowers behind his back felt like they would simply wilt away or crumble into dust, he stood in front of the girl whom he loved and confessed.
and for a moment there had been silence, and that silence made his heart pound in his ears and his nervous smile collapse on itself.
it wasn't until she had laughed awkwardly and pulled out her own gift from behind her back (matching necklaces), telling him that she had also been about to admit her feelings for him.
and he was the happiest man in the world. nothing could beat the rush of emotions that spilled like floods on his cheeks and down his face.
he took her in his arms, and looked her in the eye. a beautiful person was embracing him back, and he vaguely wondered if this was all a dream.
but she brought him down, and pressed her lips to his own, and it was a salty, tearful, and sloppy kiss but it left beomgyu's heart beating out of his chest and a large grin painting his face.
he was happy.
she was happy.
and they would stay happy, because they had each other and their coffee breaks, which were always sweet because,
coffee is only bitter when you're alone.
FIN.
