RADIANT

SEVENTEEN CHAEBOL SERIES #8

They were sprawled on a picnic blanket, the sun casting a golden glow over everything.

"Lovebug," he said with a twinkle in his eye, "I think you owe me a dance."

"A dance? Here? In broad daylight?" she teased, raising an eyebrow.
"Yep! Right here, right now. Unless you're scared you will lose to me."

She laughed, rolling her eyes dramatically. "Oh, I see. You want to embarrass me in public."

"Not at all," he countered, holding out his hand. "I just want to see that gorgeous smile of yours light up even more."

She took his hand, grinning as they swayed together on the blanket, their laughter mingling with the sounds of the park.

"Alright, Mr. Charm. I'll dance. But only because you're my favourite troublemaker."

"And you," he said, pulling her closer, "are my favourite everything."

They twirled under the sun, their playful banter wrapping around them like a warm embrace.

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