༺Masterpiece༻

XXIII : Campfire

"Beneath the moon's cozy, soft glow,
A heart spills secrets only love can know.
Whispers of devotion take a joyful flight,
A silent vow to groove through the night.

Stars, like cosmic buddies up there,
Sparkle, totally smitten in a wild affair.
Every promise is a happy melody,
Love's jam, in every heartbeat, so lively"

⊱ ───ஓ๑♡๑ஓ ─── ⊰

In a secluded haven, hidden from the chaos of war, Cheon Seok and his bestfriend found solace under the blooming cherry blossoms. As the sun dipped low, casting a warm glow, Cheon Seok, in his best-worn attire, extended a weathered hand to her, dressed in a simple yet radiant creation she had fashioned herself.

In a world that frowned upon pre-marital love, their connection danced on the delicate tightrope between societal acceptance and the authenticity of their hidden affections. Yes, he called his one true love as his bestfriend to shield her from the warth of the society.

Cheon Seok, his lips parched, held her hands,"In this world of uncertainties, you're my constant, mon amor."

Her eyes sparkled as she accepted his hand, and they settled on a makeshift blanket beside the babbling brook. The air was filled with the aroma of their modest meal, and the distant murmur of the stream serenaded their budding romance.

"Here, amidst the cherry blossoms, let's dream of a future where love outshines the shadows of war." Cheon was going away.

She, smiling, replied, "Our dreams will be the stars that guide us through the darkest nights."

As they shared stories and laughter, a soft breeze carried away the worries of the world. Cheon Seok, his eyes reflecting unwavering determination, spoke of a future where their love story would become a legend.

"Every hardship we face is a chapter in our epic, and love will be our immortal verse."

"Our hearts are like wildflowers, resilient and beautiful, blooming even in adversity."

Under the starlit sky, Cheon Seok danced to the rhythm of their dreams. Cheon Seok's voice, filled with passion, echoed through the night.

"In this dance of life, our love will be the melody that transcends time." As he prepared to leave for war, he handed her the carefully chosen timepiece with a tender smile. "And with every step, we'll create a symphony that the world will remember."

In that moment, amidst the cherry blossoms and the soft glow of twilight, they  etched a memory—a chapter of love that would endure the tests of time, a testament to the resilience of the human spirit.

Its significance went beyond its utilitarian function — it shall become a tangible representation of their shared moments and a promise for the time they will reunite.

⊱ ───ஓ๑♡๑ஓ ─── ⊰

"What the fuck is that Bambam!" Under the canvas of a Daegu night sky, the group found themselves at a crossroads between culinary calamity and the promise of a memorable road trip. The destination had been reached, but the daunting prospect of cooking hovered like a cloud over their campsite.

And not to mention, Bam had messed it up.

"What? I was just trying to cut the potatoes!" Bambam answered.

"Those are sunchokes!" Jay yelled at Bambam.

"What's a sunchoke?" I peaked from the window of the caravan.