The art gallery came to life with vibrant strokes of creativity and a symphony of colors. Each painting, sculpture, and installation spoke a language of its own, weaving a tale that captivated the visitors.
Yuna and Hongjoong moved gracefully through the exhibits, occasionally pausing to appreciate the profound expressions of the artists.
As they reached the hotel later that evening, Yuna turned to Hongjoong with a smile, "You know, I've got this plain jacket, and I was thinking... what if we reform it together?"
Hongjoong's eyes lit up with excitement, "That's a fantastic idea! I'd love to give it a try."
Spread across the bed was the plain jacket, waiting to be transformed. Yuna, with a spark of excitement in her eyes, handed Hongjoong a needle and thread, "Let's make something special."
Hongjoong grinned, examining the jacket, "This is going to be a masterpiece, Princess. Any particular vision in mind?"
Yuna pondered for a moment, "I want it to reflect our journey, a blend of tradition and rebellion."
"Interesting," Hongjoong chuckled, "A rebellious touch in the royal wardrobe. I like it."
As they worked side by side, the atmosphere in the room became charged with a unique energy. Casual conversations flowed effortlessly, punctuated by moments of shared laughter.
Hongjoong couldn't help but notice the effort Yuna put into selecting fabrics, her eyes lighting up with creativity.
He found himself drawn to her, admiring not just her artistic skills but the passion she poured into everything she did. Unexpectedly, their hands brushed against each other, sending a subtle jolt through both of them.
Yuna looked up, her gaze meeting Hongjoong's, and for a moment, time seemed to pause.
The air was filled with an unspoken understanding, an acknowledgment of the connection that had grown between them.
Their conversation delved into more personal territories. Dreams, fears, and aspirations flowed freely, forging a deeper bond between them.
Yuna's genuine laughter echoed in the room, melting away the formality that often shrouded their lives.
The jacket, now transformed into a unique piece of wearable art, symbolized more than just a creative endeavor.
It embodied the shared moments, the unspoken emotions, and the evolving connection between Yuna and Hongjoong.
As the night progressed, the room was filled with a warmth that surpassed the physical heat of the city.
Little did they know; this night would be etched in their memories as a turning point—a moment when they dared to dream beyond the constraints of their titles.
filler chapter kinda
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crescent. kim hongjoong ✓
Fanfiction- Royal !¡ au - ❝ Haven't changed a bit, have you? Still pretending to be untouchable. ❞ - ❝ You're hardly worth my attention, Hongjoong. ❞ Ended : 28/01/24