What if, when you missed every chance to confess your feelings to him. After college, you suddenly lost contact and started your career, locking your love in your heart for years.
Then, one day, fate brought you both back together, meeting him as y...
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Her eyes filled with emotions, her heart racing fast, her body slightly trembling as she looked at him with those beautiful shimmering eyes. Her lips quivering to say something, but it was as if something sat on her tongue, making her numb.
She could feel the struggle of her heart, the chanting in her mind, and the emptiness of her soul urging her to reconnect with the love of her life she had from a young age.
He was looking at her with the same intensity and emotions, but he chose to give her time and space to speak first. His fingers slightly brushed against her frame, making her shudder and close her eyes occasionally.
Finally, clenching and unclenching her hands, she relaxed her trembling fingers and reached up to touch his face. She slithered her index finger along the side of his face from his forehead to his jaw, tracing the lines that had become more defined over the years.
Then she slowly trailed all the fingers of both hands over his face, feeling the warmth of his skin, the slight stubble on his chin, and the strength in his jaw.
Scenes from their college days, the happy moments they shared, started playing in her mind. She saw that college boy in him, the one she had lost but now found again. The late-night study sessions, the stolen glances between classes, holding hands, piggyback rides, the outings, the way his eyes lit up when he saw her—it all came rushing back.
Her eyes shimmered with tears, her breath hitching as she tried to speak. "Jung-Kook," she choked out.
He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his embrace. His touch was both gentle and firm, grounding her in the present. "Anything for you, my love," he responded, his voice steady, understanding her overwhelming emotions without needing further explanation.
She buried her face in his chest, the scent of him bringing back even more memories. She remembered how he used to smell after practice and how she loved pressing her face into his shirt, feeling safe and loved. He gently tilted her chin up, his thumb brushing away a tear that had escaped.
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