Silent Vows

Part 27

After a long journey, they finally arrived at their destination, the car rolling to a gentle stop.

Jungkook stole a glance at YN, who seemed lost in thought, her eyes fixed on the world beyond the window, a faint frown shadowing her features.

With a soft smile, he stepped out, circled to her side, and opened the door. Offering his hand, he stood back, allowing her to take it. The surprise in her eyes made his smile widen, pleased by her reaction.

Through the lively crowd, he led her, their hands intertwined, her eyes wandering in quiet awe.

The air was thick with the sweet scent of jasmine, warm with the hum of laughter and whispered wishes. The night stretched before them like a dream—soft, infinite, brimming with love and possibility.

Soon, they found themselves among the sea of couples, lanterns glowing in their hands. It was the Yi Peng Lantern Festival, where hopes took flight, carried by golden lights into the endless sky.

Just then, a stranger approached, offering them a lantern—a vessel of light, of wishes waiting to take flight.

Jungkook accepted it with a quiet nod, while YN’s lips curled into a soft smile, her heart swelling with emotions too vast to name.

Turning to her, he let his gaze linger, his smile laced with something tender, something unspoken.

His heartbeat quickened as he caught the way her eyes shimmered, brimming with love that needed no words.

Fingers intertwined, they stood amidst the hush of anticipation, wrapped in the magic of the moment, as if the world had paused just for them.

The flame flickered, golden and alive, its reflection dancing in their eyes, its warmth brushing against their skin like a promise whispered by the night. Jungkook leaned in slightly, his voice barely above the murmur of the wind.

“Make a wish…”

YN nodded, her lashes fluttering closed as the universe held its breath. For a moment, there were no crowds, no lanterns, no noise; only the silent language of their hearts, whispering wishes into the night, carried away by the soft glow of hope.

“Ready?”

She nodded, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears—silent reflections of a happiness too profound for words. In that quiet understanding, they lifted their lantern together, their wishes cradled within its delicate walls.

The warm air embraced it, carrying it upward, where it trembled for a fleeting moment; uncertain, weightless—before surrendering to the vastness of the sky.

Around them, the world glowed in ethereal light, a sea of lanterns drifting higher and higher, each one a vessel of whispered dreams, of love cast into the heavens.

The night itself felt enchanted, wrapped in warmth, illuminated by a thousand flickering hopes.

YN rested her head on his shoulder, her arm curled around his as they gazed at the sky, now adorned with floating stars of their own making.

A hush settled between them, filled only by the rhythm of their breaths and the glow of unspoken emotions.

“What did you wish for?” Jungkook’s voice was soft, almost a whisper against the night.

She chuckled, glancing up at him with a playful smile. “That’s a secret. I can’t tell you.”

He pouted slightly. “Come on, that’s not fair.”

Shaking her head, she let out a soft sigh. “Wishes are meant to be kept secret. That’s how they come true. So be patient, my dear husband. Some things are more beautiful when left unsaid.”