Note: if anyone wondering who all these people they are people from our discord that requested either a wholesome romance or a lemon
No one pov:Sprey and Mao sat on a park bench, their hands intertwined. The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm glow over the surrounding trees and painting the sky in shades of pink and orange. They had been dating for a few months, and their connection had only grown stronger with time.
Sprey turned to Mao, a soft smile playing on his lips. "You know, Mao, I can't help but feel incredibly lucky to have you in my life. You bring so much joy and love into my world."
Mao blushed, her cheeks turning a delicate shade of pink. She leaned her head on Sprey's shoulder, feeling his reassuring presence. "And I feel the same way, Sprey. You're like a breath of fresh air, always making me laugh and reminding me of the beauty in life."
As they sat there, a gentle breeze swept through the park, causing Mao's hair to dance around her face. Sprey reached out and tucked a loose strand behind her ear, his touch gentle and affectionate. Their eyes locked, and in that moment, it felt as if time had stopped.
"I have something for you," Sprey whispered, his voice filled with excitement. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box. Mao's eyes widened in surprise, her heart skipping a beat.
With trembling hands, Sprey opened the box to reveal a delicate silver necklace, adorned with a single, sparkling crystal pendant. "Mao, this necklace represents the light you bring into my life. Whenever you wear it, remember that you're the most precious person to me."
Tears welled up in Mao's eyes as she accepted the gift, feeling overwhelmed by Sprey's thoughtfulness. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into a tight embrace. "Thank you, Sprey. This means the world to me."
They stayed wrapped in each other's arms, their love surrounding them like a warm blanket. In that serene moment, all worries and fears melted away, leaving only the purity of their affection for one another.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, the stars began to twinkle in the darkening sky. Sprey and Mao remained on the park bench, content in each other's company, knowing that their love would continue to blossom and create countless more beautiful moments in the days to come
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