Man in Dreams

Epilogue

Maya sat on the edge of the bed, cradling her newborn son close to her chest. The room was filled with a serene quietness, the kind that only came in those tender moments after the sun had set. The golden light from the setting sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow that matched the warmth in her heart.

As she looked down at her son, she couldn’t help but think back to the very beginning of her journey—back when Yoongi was just the man in her dreams.

With a soft smile, Maya spoke aloud, her voice barely above a whisper, “It all started with a dream… and now look at us.”

Yoongi, who had been watching them from across the room, walked over and sat beside her. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders, drawing her closer. His gaze moved from their son to Maya, filled with nothing but love and tenderness.

“Sometimes, I still can’t believe it,” Maya continued, her voice filled with emotion. “You were just a dream, Yoongi. I would close my eyes at night and see you, feel you so close, but never imagined that you’d become my reality.”

Yoongi gently stroked her hair, his own voice heavy with emotion. “And you were the woman in mine, Maya. Every night, I’d dream of someone who could understand me, who could love me for who I am. And then you came into my life and made everything real.”

Maya smiled through her tears, remembering those nights when she would wake up with the memory of his face lingering in her mind, wishing that her dream could come true. And it did—beyond anything she had ever imagined.

“You turned my dreams into something more,” she said, her voice trembling with the depth of her feelings. “You turned them into a life I never thought I could have. A life filled with love, with laughter, with a family.”

Yoongi’s heart swelled with love as he leaned in, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. “I’m the lucky one, Maya. You’ve given me everything I could ever ask for. You took my dreams and made them into a beautiful reality.”

Maya’s eyes shone with tears, not of sadness but of overwhelming joy. “Even now, sometimes I wonder if I’m still dreaming,” she confessed softly. “Because being with you, living this life with you, feels like the most beautiful dream I’ve ever had.”

Yoongi reached out, gently cupping her face, his thumb brushing away a tear. “This is our reality, Maya. Our dream turned into something tangible, something we can hold onto forever.”

Maya nodded, her heart brimming with gratitude and love. “Thank you, Yoongi. For being the man in my dreams, and for being the man who made those dreams come true.”

Yoongi smiled, his own eyes misty with emotion. “And thank you, Maya, for making me believe in dreams again.”

Their lips met in a tender kiss, a moment of pure connection that spoke of all the love, hope, and promises they had made to each other. As they pulled away, they looked down at their son, who was now peacefully asleep in Maya’s arms.

“This,” Yoongi said softly, “is the best dream we’ve ever had.”

Maya’s heart swelled as she gazed at their son, the product of their love and the ultimate symbol of their shared dreams. “And it’s only the beginning,” she whispered, resting her head against Yoongi’s shoulder.

They sat there together, wrapped in the warmth of their love, knowing that whatever the future held, they would face it together. Because they had already proven that dreams could come true, and with each other, they had everything they needed.

As the room filled with the soft hum of night, Maya closed her eyes, not to dream but to savor the reality that had become so much more than she ever imagined. And with Yoongi by her side, she knew that their journey was just beginning—a journey that started with a dream but had blossomed into a beautiful, lasting love.

                     THE END

I want to extend my heartfelt thanks to each of you for taking the time to read and enjoy “My Man in Dreams.” I know it was little boring in between but I promise to write better in my upcoming writing as this is my first writing. Your support and enthusiasm mean the world to me. Writing this story has been an incredible journey, and I’m truly grateful for your encouragement and support.

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With deepest gratitude,

Rev💜