Yuanfen : Destined To Be Together

Chapter 21

Nandini


I lay on my stomach, propping on my elbows and swaying my legs in the air. My gaze fixed on the blank page of my notebook in front of me.

I swiftly changed the position, now facing the ceiling on my back.

Should I really do this?
I thought.

It's Valentine's Day tomorrow. And....I want to give him flowers, just as a well-wisher and nothing else. Just to make his day a little bit more special. I want to write a small letter along with it. 

It's been long since I've been writing letters to him, pages after pages, diaries after diaries. 

I was wondering how I should give him the flowers. Should I give them myself? Or should I deliver it anonymously? Which flowers should I give him? Should I make the bouquet myself? Or should I just order a special bouquet and give his apartment number to deliver it? 

I sighed, closing my eyes. And his sparkling eyes flashed in my mind. 

I propped on my elbows again, starting to write...

"They're like stars at night
Shining brightly 
Oh, how well they enlight
Crinkling at the corners, ever so slightly

They're like the soft glow of the sun
melting away the mist of winter
They smile gently as we run
Echoing laughter as we chase each other

The haze taking over
Their delicacy spreading wide
Oh how beautiful it felt
When I saw your eyes"

I smiled at the poem I wrote, satisfied with the results after scribbling pages after pages for an hour.
I sat up on my bed, crossing legs. My mind made up. I will buy white and yellow roses and make a bouquet myself. I glanced over my clock which said 8 pm. It hadn't been much late, I still had enough time to go out and get some flowers, along with other necessary things.

As I locked my apartment door, my eyes unconsciously went to his. He's been pretty busy lately, all of the members. With the upcoming album, recordings, choreographies.
We've interacted much less since the day we went for grocery shopping together. 

I wonder if he's doing alright....

I played with his locket absentmindedly as I stood inside the elevator. My mind racing. 
It would be better if I could give the flowers to him myself. 

I know he would feel happy. 



**** 

2:15 am.
My clock read as I finished writing the poem in a lose page, decorating it with a vintage touch. The bouquet was ready too. It wasn't perfect, but it was good. At least, good enough for a first timer.
I carefully placed the page inside the bouquet and finally went to bed. My heart already racing with nervousness.

I won't end up embarrassing myself, will I?

What if he thinks of me as a stalker? or an obsessed fan? Will he keep the bouquet? or will he--

I sighed, shaking my head. My overthinking never helps. I told myself everything will be alright and dived under the duvets.

****




-"Jimin!"
I ran towards him when the elevator door opened. 
He looked breathtakingly handsome even in his oversized t-shirt. His hat and mask almost covering his whole face as he looked back at me.
I stopped in front of him, breathing heavily. My cheeks already flushing, matching my pounding heart.

-"I...I wanted to give you this." 
I cursed at myself on my mind for stammering. I held out the bouquet, my fingers trembling slightly as my fingers stayed wrapped around it.
I noticed his eyes going round for a moment before smiling, and my heart melted.

-"For me? Thank you...it's beautiful." 
Our fingers brushed as he took the bouquet from me. My smile reached my eyes. 
-"Thank you...um....I-I made it myself." 
My gaze stayed fixed on the bouquet as I spoke. I didn't want to brag about it...I just wanted him to know...
My inner dark side kept telling me I shouldn't have said it...I gulped those thoughts down and hesitantly looked up at him, searching for his eyes.

-"Really?" His soft voice rang out, tinged with disbelief.
-"It's...really beautiful. Thank you." He spoke in a softer tone.

I tried hard not to feel overwhelmed and cry. Smiling back at him, I spoke
-"I'm glad you liked it."

Our smiling eyes locked for a brief moment, giving a flutter to my heart. 
-"Happy Valentine's Day."
I spoke, bowing and leaving quickly to avoid showing him my crimson cheeks.

Jimin 

I watched her in surprise as she almost ran out of the corridor after bowing to me. My eyes stayed fixed on her fading figure. I chuckled softly, my gaze softening further as I looked at the flower bouquets. White and Yellow Roses. 

I know what they mean.

White roses, they represent purity, innocence and everlasting love. And the yellow ones represent friendship. 

I smiled as I caressed the flowers gently. She made it herself....
If I could, I'd keep this bouquet forever.

My fingers stopped moving when I found a small piece of paper. It looked like an old one, but I knew it was made that way. 

My eyes widened slightly as I wrote the note...it's a poem.

She wrote this too? She's....
How is she so damn perfect?

My eyes stayed fixed to the line

"They smile as we run
Echoing laughter as we chase each other."

No way......Did she get the same dream?

When I looked up, she was nowhere to be found.

Damn, woman. You're making me chase you again.

But for real, could it be true? She got the same dream of us chasing each other? What's happening?

I walked out of the corridor, holding the bouquet close to me. 
I need to know. Did she really get the same dream I've been getting for days before meeting her?
How is this even possible?

This never ending mystery....