"A baby blue one when I confessed to him."
_
A few months later, Chanyeol accepted his feelings towards Jongdae. Now, he was standing at the latter's door, a bouquet of tulips in his hands.
He knocked on the door timidly, trying to calm his nerves.
"Dae?" he called out.
The said boy opened the door merely seconds later with a bright smile, eyes twinkling with the perfect epitome of innocence.
He blushed as he noticed the tulips in Chanyeol's hands. He covered his mouth with his hands once more.
The giant held out the bouquet shyly. "H-Here you go. Y-You promised to go somewhere with me today."
He pulled Jongdae's free hand to his and intertwined their fingers loosely. "Let's g-go?"
"C-Channie, I'm not w-wearing anything f-for going out—"
"You still look cute, plus, this is your usual attire, isn't it? So, let's go."
Chanyeol pulled Jongdae to the car and sat him in the passenger's seat and closed the door before getting into the driver's seat.
The taller wrapped a blindfold around Jongdae's eyes, making the smaller ask, "Where are we going?"
"It's a surprise."
_
"We're here."
Chanyeol opened the car door and took off the blindfold before taking Jongdae's hand.
The shorter blinked, adjusting his eyes to the brightness. His gaze landed on a large house, decorated in bright, orange candles and flower petals. Not to mention, it was overlooking a beach.
He took in the sight. It looked like a drawing he'd drawn when he was younger. A deep voice broke him out of his thoughts. "Do you like it?"
The flower boy nodded, at a loss for words.
Then he noticed that Chanyeol was kneeling on the grass with one knee.
"Kim Jongdae," the man begun. "I remembered yoy telling me your idea of an 'ideal' confession, and I decides to make it happen.
"In the past few months I've been with you, I've realized that I'm in love with you. I know it seems too fast, but people can fall in love in a mere 60 seconds. I know it seems too forward, but I've made up my mind.
"Kim Jongdae, I'm in love with you. Each day, I thought that I wouldn't be able to love you more than I did that day, when I knew that I would the next day.
"So, will you give me the honor of being my boyfriend?"
_
That night, Chanyeol holds Jongdae close to him as the smaller stirs in his sleep.
The taller slowly took off the delicate baby blue flower crown and placed it on the nightstand before kissing the smaller's forehead and falling asleep.
"I love you," the words hung heavily in the air.
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