All of Me

Snow

Sometimes life clings to an idea, to a moment that changes everything... As if waiting was always the answer. They always told him that to express what you feel, you have to start with the truth, and this is it today. He met her more than a year ago, and for more than a year, he has been in love with her since the first time he saw her.

Innocent.

He got lost in that tender look only she could give, in her smile, the way she spoke, her hands that greeted him, and that mole, known to few.

Fate was determined to show them that together they could be everything.

When you truly love someone, when you really care about someone, you give them the best of yourself. You give them your heart, your soul, and you dedicate your life to them because you are certain that the other person will value it. You trust that everything will be fine because you feel secure. You don't doubt. You don't distrust. You create a fairy tale where only you and that special person are the protagonists.

He loves her smile and the mole on her face that he named after her.

He loves her skin, hiding his face in her hair to whisper what she already knows.

He loves her kisses,

And she loves the way he kisses her, gently, exploring her, taking in every part of her.

She loves when he sings to her on rainy days.

She loves waking up in his arms, feeling like she owns the world. Free. Powerful.

She loves his lips and the way he says "I love you" with his eyes.

"I don't need someone like you. I need you."

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It 's snowing.

Tiny snowflakes gently fall, frosting the city of Seoul. Jiwon steps back a few paces but continues to gaze at the magical scene.

One flake after another, piling up.

She lightly blows on the cup of tea she holds in her hands, then takes a sip. The hot liquid quickly flows down, trying to provide some comfort in vain.

The distant murmur of someone speaking on the TV fills the background.

Carefully, she sets down the cup and changes the channel to focus on herself.

Just five minutes.

It's February, the harshest month of winter, and yet it feels like there's only warmth in the young woman's heart.

She lies on the hotel bed and stares at the ceiling, as if its details hold the key to solving world hunger. In the background, the gentle murmur of rain from a video seeks to soothe her nerves.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Jiwon opened her eyes; the sound of the door opening brought her back to reality. She automatically sat at the edge of the bed to see who it was.

"It's not even time ye..." she trailed off as she saw her fiancé standing at the door with a small box of bungeoppang, one of her favorite treats. She smiled instantly.

"Chef Kim to the rescue," Soohyun said, laughing.

Jiwon jumped off the bed, bouncing with happiness until she reached him. "Thank you, I was starving."