Blind Hearts Unveiled|ZB1

14: A Night to Remember

With a nervous yet eager anticipation, Hao stepped into the room, his heart racing with a mix of excitement and anxiety. He had been looking forward to this moment, but now that it was here, he found himself feeling a bit overwhelmed. As his eyes adjusted to the soft lighting and the beautifully set table, he couldn't help but admire the romantic ambiance that surrounded him.

His gaze fell upon Hanbin, who stood there with a warm smile that seemed to instantly put him at ease. The atmosphere was intimate, and Hao felt like he had entered a space that was meant just for the two of them. Hanbin's presence, though composed, exuded an air of welcome that made Hao's nervousness subside just a bit.

"Hao," Hanbin greeted him, his tone gentle and polite. "I'm so glad you could make it." His words were simple, yet they held a sincerity that warmed Hao's heart.

Hao returned the smile, his cheeks tinted with a shy blush.

As they approached each other, they exchanged a respectful bow, a sign of mutual respect and politeness. Hao's heart raced at the close proximity, the space between them filled with a tantalizing tension.

The moment became even more enchanting when Hanbin held out a stunning bouquet of deep red flowers. Hao's breath caught in his throat as he accepted the bouquet, his fingers brushing against the velvety petals.

"For you," Hanbin said with a warm smile, his eyes meeting Hao's. The gesture was both sweet and sincere, and Hao felt a rush of emotions swirling within him.

"Oh, wow," Hao replied, his voice filled with genuine surprise. "These are... They're beautiful." He looked down at the bouquet, the vibrant colors contrasting against his fingers. "Thank you," he added, his heart swelling with appreciation.

Hanbin's smile seemed to carry a mixture of pride and shyness as he replied, "I'm glad you like them." The moment was charged with a certain intimacy, as if their actions spoke volumes that words couldn't fully convey.

And as they stood there, Hao found himself lost in Hanbin's gaze, a silent conversation passing between them. In that brief interaction, they had managed to communicate feelings that words often struggled to express. And as they settled into the evening, Hao couldn't help but feel a sense of enchantment, as if he was in a dream that was slowly unfolding before his eyes.

Hao's initial nervousness began to dissipate as he immersed himself in the atmosphere Hanbin had created. However, in a moment of clumsy nervousness, Hao accidentally knocked his glass of water, spilling some of it onto the table.

His cheeks flushed with embarrassment, Hao quickly reached for the napkin, attempting to clean up the mess he had made. "I'm so sorry," he stammered, his voice laced with chagrin.

But then, Hanbin's response caught him off guard. With a gentle smile, Hanbin removed his blazer and extended it toward Hao. "Here," he offered softly, his voice soothing. "You can wear this to avoid any stains."

Hao's heart skipped a beat as he stared at the proffered blazer. The simple act of kindness carried a deeper significance, a subtle intimacy that stirred something within him. With a mix of surprise and gratitude, Hao took the blazer from Hanbin's hands.

As Hanbin stood before him, Hao hesitated for a moment, his fingers fumbling slightly with the blazer. The closeness between them felt electric, charged with an unspoken tension that hung in the air. Swallowing his nervousness, he turned to Hanbin and slowly slipped into the blazer.

The fabric was warm from Hanbin's body, and the scent of his cologne enveloped Hao like a comforting embrace. The blazer fit perfectly, wrapping around him like a second skin. As the blazer settled on his shoulders, Hao felt an unexpected sense of closeness to Hanbin, as if the physical garment carried a piece of the person himself.