6:03pm
Calming down from the laughter we let the wind sing to our ears and the faded back music playing. "This is such a beautiful view" I remark watching the sun going further and further away from us. "I know a better one" turning towards him I grab my glass and finish my little bit of wine left.
"Would you like your food now Mr. Jung" the waitress comes back with a warm smile, he nods at her and she turns signaling for her workers to follow in with food. Hoseok knows I like to eat when I had my first glass of alcohol feeling a little warm from the wine.
Placing out plates down I can see steam coming from our food but I know the food isn't necessarily too hot to eat but more like warm enough for the tongue. Hoseok thanks them once more watching as they refil our cups and leaves the bottle of wine for us to finish ourselves.
"Pasta—I want to say no to you so bad you know" I stress to him grabbing my utensils to eat. He smiles making me feel accomplished that I can make someone smile from being an sarcastic asshole. "Here try mine" offering some of his food to me, what else can this man do to me.
Eating the food off the fork I giggle; again Min Yoongi giggles. "That's really good" I compliment and he hums in satisfaction eating off the same fork I just wrapped my lips around.
He continued to look at me while eating, I played it off by sipping tiny amounts of my wine trying to play it off. "Wanna try mine?" I ask offering some of my pasta that tasted like pure goodness; I can't even describe it. Nodding he eats off my fork as well smiling once he chews the food.
Grabbing more pasta on my fork looking at him while I eat it "ahh I knew I did good picking yours" he say nodding and cuts some of his steak. Smiling I continue to finish my food even having some of his steak because I finished mine; my stomach has gotten bigger since I been with Hoseok.
I was full and content now having desert served to us was the highlight of my night. It was cheesecake something I haven't had since I was little kid I remember telling Hoseok that one day when he asked what's my favorite deserts. Tasted like creamy, buttery, smooth, strawberry, crisp goodness. That's my new favorite word tonight goodness.
"Strawberry cheesecake I think you might get a yes" he clasps his hands in excitement bringing his hands together in a praying motion "please say yes" laughing I hit his hand very gently. He feeds me and I fed him because for once I wanted to feel like those typical dates in those movies where they feed each other even though they have there own hands.
We were both on our third cup of wine, I was full officially now with cheesecake sitting well on my stomach. The pasta had my body feeling warm despite the chilly wind everything felt right like nothing could go wrong.
Hoseok stared at me smiling his ears perked as the song played, "just in time—come here" he stands out of his seat and holds his hand out. "I'm not dancing—I can't dance" I say laughing shaking my head no but he didn't take that as an excuse. "I didn't say could you dance I said let's dance" pulling my chair out he holds his hand out again for me and this time I take it.
Hooking our fingers together and his other resting respectfully on my waist. "Just follow my lead" he tells me as my hand goes up his arm grasping onto his bicep close to his shoulders. Slowly we swayed together as the wind blew in his hair, probably in mine as well but I couldn't focus on myself only him.
He didn't turn away from me, he held me tight as danced across the floor slowly to the song that reminded me of my mother and father when they were happy. Closing my eyes I slowly rest my head on his chest "you okay" he ask and his voice brings me back in.
I have finally realized why Hoseok likes me, why he cares so much, why he is willing to do anything with me. Just looking into his eyes seeing the beautiful night sky and stars I see why I have fallen. Seeing why he has fallen, he gives me everything I ask for with a bow without me even realizing it.
Humming in response smiling he nods and smiles as well, "see your dancing perfectly" he compliments me glancing down at our feet. "I suppose" I say with a shrug still smiling up at him.
"So now that we are dancing to a song your parents danced too, and ate along with my parents favorite wine—does this mean you can be mine" he ask so smoothly much closer to me the before. Never will I complain about this the distance between us, defines us in such a beautiful way.
