Invisible Strings of the Hearts || MYG FF

Chapter 79

LEENA'S POV 💍

The sight before me was more than I ever imagined. The green grass felt soft under my feet as it stretched toward the calm, glassy lake that reflected the gentle afternoon light, There is a boat anchored to the shore.

The simple sheet spread out on the ground, the picnic basket filled with what I knew would be all my favorite foods, the small barbecue stove-it all felt so personal, so intimate, as if each detail had been carefully chosen just for me.

The hammock swayed slightly in the breeze, whispering promises of lazy moments to be spent together, and then there was the guitar, a beautiful touch, tied with a ribbon like it was a special gift, waiting for me.

I felt my breath catch in my throat, my heart swelling with something so pure, so full, that it was almost too much to bear. It wasn't about grand gestures or expensive surprises; it was about this-this moment, here, with him. Yoongi didn't just give me a date, he gave me the one thing I had been silently craving for-time with him, undistracted and real.

I could feel my chest tightening, warmth spreading through me as I stood there, speechless. My eyes watered as the emotion built up, my lips trembling with the overwhelming sensation of being so deeply cared for. This wasn't just a birthday surprise-it was him showing me, in his own quiet way, how much I meant to him.

When I turned to look at him, I saw the warmth in his eyes, the softness of his smile. Yoongi had always been someone who spoke more through actions than words, and this... this was his way of saying everything I needed to hear without speaking a word. I could barely hold back the tears of happiness welling up inside me.

Without thinking, I threw myself into his arms, wrapping them tightly around him, pressing my face against his chest as if I could melt into him, tears silently falling. I clung to him, overwhelmed by the emotions swirling inside me-joy, gratitude, love. I could feel the steady beat of his heart under my cheek, grounding me in this moment, making it all the more real.

He held me just as tightly, his arms wrapping around me protectively, and in that moment, everything felt right. He wasn't just giving me a birthday I'd never forget, he was showing me that he saw me, understood me. And that was worth more than any extravagant gift ever could be.

I pulled back slightly, looking up at him with tear-stained cheeks, my voice a shaky whisper.

"You... you did all this for me?"

He gestured to the person who was standing by the Barbecue Place who was taking care of this place until we reached, to leave and smiled, gently brushing a tear away with his thumb.

"Of course, Elysium. I wanted it to be special... like you."

I couldn't speak, so I just hugged him again, tighter this time, feeling as if my heart might burst from how much love I felt in that moment. It wasn't just the setting-it was him, it was us, and I couldn't have asked for anything more perfect.

My eyes met his, and in that moment, everything I felt for him poured into my gaze-love, gratitude, respect, and all the unspoken emotions that had built up over time. His eyes softened in response, mirroring the tenderness that passed between us. There was no need for words; everything I wanted to say was there in that shared look, the connection we always had but rarely acknowledged.

Without a second thought, I leaned in, closing the distance between us. My lips touched his softly, a gentle, lingering kiss that held no urgency, no trace of lust-just pure, unfiltered love. It was a kiss that spoke of appreciation for everything he had done, for understanding me in ways I hadn't expected, for the warmth he brought into my life even in the smallest of moments.