*Rebecca’s POV*

I felt my heart breaking inside me. I slipped my hand off of his and turned so he couldn’t see my face. Onew Oppa had broken my heart. I loved him, but he didn’t love me. I was a child to him, only a child.

“Good night Oppa,” I mumbled under my breath so he couldn’t hear the sadness in my voice. I felt the bed rise as he got up and went back to lie down on his own mattress.

I LOVE YOU OPPA!!!!! I wanted to scream it to the world. I was deeply in love with Lee Jinki, but he didn’t love me. I lay in bed, quietly letting tears run down my face. After about an hour of not being able to sleep, I got up and went out onto the balcony.

It wasn’t much of a view, just woods and hills. However, the twinkling stars above and the way the moonlight cast itself across the land made it look stunning. I held tight to the railing, trying to hold in my tears. My pajama pants rippled in the warm wind. I closed my eyes, trying to imagine what life would be like if Onew had said yes.

Suddenly I felt someone’s hand on top of mine. My eyes shot open and turned to see Onew standing next to me, looking out at the view.

“The stars sure make it look pretty,” he marveled softly, not taking his eyes off the scene before us.

“Mhmm, they s-sure do Op…” I couldn’t finish my sentence because I was too busy trying to hold back tears.

He turned toward me. “Rebecca, I’m sorry about what I said.”

I turned to face him, slightly surprised. “Oppa, don’t be sorry. You only said how you felt.”

“That’s just it, I said I didn’t like you that way because… like is too weak of a word.”

“Oppa…”

He lightly brushed away the lose strands of my hair that had blown into my face. “I don’t like you that way Rebecca. I am in love with you.”

I watched his lips form each word. My blinked slowly as he rested his hand on the side of my neck, caressing my cheek with his thumb.

“Do you love me?” he whispered.

“I… I do. I love you, Jinki,” I said in a fragile voice, choking on my tears of joy and disbelief.

I saw that beautiful smile of his make its way across his face in the moonlight. The wind was whipping our air all around, but neither of us cared. He took a step closer to me, wrapping his free arm around my waist and resting his forehead gently against mine.

“I waited so longer to here you say that,” his gentle voice purred into my ear.

“You felt it too? On that first date?” I asked as he rubbed his cheek affectionately against mine.

“Mhmm,” he brought his face back to look me int he eyes. “Everywhere I went; everything I did… I only thought of you.”

“Oppa…” I whispered as I lightly brushed my fingers over his soft lips.

He closed his eyes and pulled my hand down, making his lips accessible. “I love you.”

Finally. Finally! After almost two months of waiting, his lips finally were pressed against mine. The kiss was soft and fragile. When he pulled away I bit my bottom lip, trying not to smile. I rested my face against his, and he gave it little kisses. He wrapped his arms around me and I closed my eyes as he pulled me close to his body. I felt so safe, warm; protected in his arms.

“I can’t believe this is actually happening,” I whispered.

“I know, it’s hard for me to believe too,” he smiled down at me.

We sat in the patio chair together -me on his lap- holding hands and staring at the night sky. I snuggled against his warm body and closed my eyes. Just the feeling of being held by him was too difficult to believe. The sound of his beating heart lulled me to sleep in his arms.