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Chapter 10 - Moonlight Secret

The laughter and clinking of glasses had finally subsided, leaving a comfortable silence in the aftermath of the dinner party. I glanced around, my eyes settling on Hoseok, who seemed lost in contemplation. He was standing by a large, open window, his gaze fixed on something outside.

Curious, I approached him. "Is everything alright?"

He turned to face me, a small smile playing on his lips. "Just admiring the moonflower. It's a rare bloom, isn't it?"

I followed his gaze to the flower, its petals shimmering in the moonlight. "It is. I've never seen one so vibrant before."

He nodded. "Legend has it that moonflowers bloom only when a great secret is about to be revealed."

A shiver ran down my spine. "A secret?" I echoed, my voice barely audible.

He smiled, his eyes twinkling with an enigmatic light. "Perhaps. Or perhaps it's just a tale to soothe children to sleep. But sometimes, the most fantastical stories hold a grain of truth."

My heart pounded in my chest.

As we stood there, the moonflower seemed to pulse with an otherworldly energy. I couldn't shake the feeling that something momentous was about to happen. A secret, waiting to be unveiled.

A soft breeze carried the scent of roses and honeysuckle, mingling with the earthy aroma of the garden. The moonflower swayed gently, its petals shimmering in the moonlight. A sense of peace washed over me, tempered by a growing anticipation.

"Hoseok," I began, my voice barely a whisper, "whatever this is, whatever you're hiding, I trust you."

He turned to face me, his eyes filled with a depth that I had never seen before. "You do?"

I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest. "I've always trusted you. Even when I didn't understand everything."

He smiled, a gentle, knowing smile. "And I've always been honest with you, even when it's been difficult."

I reached out and took his hand, squeezing it tightly. "I know. And I appreciate that more than you can imagine."

He leaned in and kissed my forehead. "I'm glad you trust me, Y/N. Because I trust you too. More than anything."

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The next day, Y/N's mind was still a whirlwind. As she wandered through the gardens, trying to find peace, she felt a familiar presence behind her. Turning, she saw Seokjin, his eyes filled with concern. "Are you alright?" he asked softly.

"Just thinking," she replied, her voice barely a whisper.

Seokjin sat down beside her, their shoulders brushing. As they watched the roses bloom, a comfortable silence settled between them. It was a moment of peace, a quiet understanding that words were unnecessary.

"You're doing better than you think," Jin said, his voice filled with genuine concern. "Sometimes, it's hard to see the light when you're surrounded by darkness, but you're managing. Having someone to lean on, to talk to, even just to be there—it makes a difference."

Y/N smiled, feeling a warmth spread through her. As they walked, their fingers intertwined, a sudden gust of wind blew through the garden. A stray petal from the roses landed on Y/N's hair. Jin reached up to brush it away, their fingers accidentally touching. A jolt of electricity ran through Y/N, and she felt her heart skip a beat.

She quickly looked away, pretending to be interested in a nearby butterfly. But her cheeks flushed a bright pink, and she could feel her heart pounding in her chest. Jin noticed her reaction and couldn't help but smile. He reached out and gently brushed her hair behind her ear. "You're beautiful," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Y/N's eyes widened in surprise, and she looked up at him. His gaze was soft and warm, and for a moment, she felt like the only person in the world. She couldn't help but smile back, her heart feeling lighter than it had in a long time.

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~To be continued ~