Happy birthday Sandaragon :))

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It was a busy morning. A man in his early 70’s arrived in a flower shop. Thick layer of people are

present for it was Valentine’s Day. Order here, order there. It was purely chaotic.

 

 

A young woman noticing that the grandpa is perplexed by the situation immediately attended the old

man.

 

 

“I’m sorry sir if it’s chaotic, it’s Valentine’s Day; so may I know what I can help you with?” the

woman asked.

 

 

The old man smiled at the young woman.

 

 

“Can you please mix a dozen of red roses with blue iris, young girl?” the girl nodded.

 

 

“Great choice of flowers grandpa; they are beautiful. Do you know that a dozen of red roses

signify love while blue iris symbolizes faith and hope, you’re quite romantic grandpa? Who are

these for, your wife?”

 

 

The grandpa just chuckled at the girl’s question.

 

 

“Yes. They are for my wife; my lovely wife. They are her favorites.”

 

 

The girl smiled sincerely for she saw the pure love and admiration in the grandpa’s eyes. She

can’t help but to ask the old man about his wife.

 

 

“Grandpa would you mind telling me about your wife?”

 

 

“No. not at all dear. Ahhh… my wife?” he smiles as he was lost in his thoughts. “My wife is the

most amazing thing that happened to me.”

 

 

“You look totally in love with her.” she smiled.

 

 

“Yes. I love her so much.”

 

 

He saw how her smile faltered.

 

 

“What’s wrong dear?”

 

 

“I hope all men are like you… who truly love their other half.”

 

 

“Merly…” He called her name which he saw at her nameplate. “Don’t lose hope in love. It may break

you at some point but you have to be thankful for that, maybe it just showed you that there will

be someone… someone who would love you better; who will choose to stay with you forever.”

 

 

The old man continues. “My wife and I also faced problems, almost every couple experiences

problems, but that didn’t stop us from loving each other.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We first met when we were 7…”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Two children were playing at the school grounds; both were hiding from their servants.

 

“Dara…”

 

“Jiyong…”

 

The booming shouts of the Park’s and the Kwon’s servants are both heard. Unknown to them, their

little masters are hiding at the school’s storage area.

 

Both chuckled as they hear their servants’ shouts but it turned into shock when they both realized

that there is another presence in the room aside from their selves.

 

“Who are you?” Both asked each other at the same time.

 

“I’m Jiyong.”

 

“I’m Dara.”

 

Once again they said it the same time. They chuckled at each other’s silliness.

 

“Let’s play!” Jiyong said.

 

“What should we play then?” Dara asked.

 

The young boy is busy thinking when the Park’s servants suddenly arrived.

 

“Miss Dara, there you are!” the head servant exclaimed.

 

She suddenly pulled Dara beside her.

 

“Nanny, look I gained a friend. Nanny his name is Jiyong.” She said.

 

“Hello Dara’s nanny. It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Jiyong.”

 

The servant just nodded, pulled Dara, and then they walk towards the exit; much to the children’s

dismay.

 

 

 

 

They’re now at their car. Dara pouted, dismayed at the thought of not been able to play with her

new friend.

 

“Dara stay away from him. Don’t make friends with him.” Nanny said.

 

“But why? There is nothing wrong on making friends.”

 

“There is. Parks never make friends with Kwons.” Nanny replied.

 

Dara, confused on what her nanny said, decided to just shut up.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It has been 10 years since they both saw each other. Both grew up well: good-looking and charming.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Park’s ball party is the current talk of the town. Since only elites are invited, it is

expected to be grandiose.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Park’s residence is now occupied with their relatives, friends, business partners, and many

elites. Loud laughter, booming sounds, chattering filled the air.

 

 

On the other hand, a very beautiful girl, who look rather bored from the event, sat alone at the

elegant receiving area. Even if there are many kids her age present in the room, she refused to

mingle.

 

 

Due to her boredom, she went to their balcony to inhale fresh air; little did she know that there

is another presence present at the balcony.

 

 

“Did my heart love until now; for I never saw true beauty until this night?!”

 

 

When she turned her head, she saw the most glorious man on Earth. He has pale skin, soft lips,

bright eyes, everything about him is beautiful.

 

 

“Are you an angel?”

 

 

He chuckled. “I’m not, I'm just Jiyong; but I could be, I could be your own angel.” He smiled.

 

 

The young lass can’t take her eyes off of those curved lips.

 

 

“Do you want to kiss me?” the lad said.

 

 

“Will you let me?” the lass seemed taken aback from what she said but the lad only gave her an

amused expression.

 

 

“I don’t know why I just said that!” she exclaimed. “Really I… I am deeply embarrassed.” She

stammered.

 

 

The young lad didn’t say anything for he was deeply amused to what he’s seeing.

 

 

Then he suddenly went closer to her; caressed her cheeks, pulled her head close, grabbed her chin,

and kissed her softly on her lips; it seems that everything around them didn’t matter; it was only

them, and their lips softly brushing each other. It was only soft pecks at first but turned into

hungry-passion filled kiss.

 

 

They kissed and kissed until they ran out of breath.

 

 

The lass feels elated and with a hint of awkwardness. She who barely mingles just kissed a random

stranger, a glorious one.

 

 

“My lady, would you mind giving me your name?”

 

“Dara, My name is Dara.”

 

“What a lovely name for a lovely lady like you. Did you know that Dara means star? It suits you

well; for your beauty shines in the midst of the darkness.”

 

Dara felt giddy. She can’t understand how a mere stranger’s words can affect her this way.

 

“Young lady, your father is looking for you.” 

 

“I’ll be there nanny.”

 

“Goodbye Jiyong.”

 

“No. No goodbyes. We’ll meet again.”

 

“Ok; until we meet again.”

 

 

 

 

 

The nanny grasps Dara’s hand.

 

“You can’t definitely meet him again, my lady.”

 

“Why, tell me, I think there’s nothing wrong.”

 

“There is. Don’t you recognize him? He is a Kwon.”

 

“Kwon, he is a Kwon?” shock is evident on her pretty face. “How can my only love sprung from my

only hate?”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A lad is looking for his friend Kwon Jiyong. He seems bothered by something.

 

“Jiyong, where are you man?” he looks around the Park’s mansion but he can’t still find him.

 

“Youngbae! You can’t believe this. I saw her! the woman I want to marry. I saw her again.” Jiyong

said enthusiastically.

 

“Good for you but we have no time for that. Ji. That damn annoying Park Leeteuk is sending us

death glares; if his uncle is not here, there might be a brawl right now, so come on. We have to

leave.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Days passed, the two still couldn’t forget about each other.

 

Dara just stares at the oblivion, day dreaming about the boy named, Kwon Jiyong, the man she

shouldn’t dare to love nor even think about but still managed to get through her thoughts.

 

A thrown pebble at her balcony disturbed her thoughts.

 

“Jiyong?” she mouthed.

 

Jiyong signaled her to go to him which of course the lady excitedly did so.

 

“You can’t be here! They might see you.”

 

“I don’t care if that means I could see you, feel you, touch you, kiss you…” then he claimed her

lips.

 

Dara parted from his lips, afraid that someone might see them.

 

“Not here. You should go!” but Jiyong refused. He pulled Dara along with him.

 

“Where are we going?”

 

 

 

 

 

 

They went out successfully, thank God the guards are not doing their jobs properly or they might

have been caught.

 

 

 

Jiyong lead her to a beautiful garden. It was surrounded by different flowers that vary from

colors and kind. Dara, who loves flowers, is gleefully looking at the place.

 

 

“I have never seen such a beautiful garden like this.”

 

“…and I have never seen someone as beautiful as you.”

 

Dara blushed from his statement.

 

They continued roaming around the garden with comfortable silence surrounding them, when suddenly

Dara breaks the silence with a question.

 

 

“Jiyong, do you believe in love at first sight?” she randomly asked.

 

“No one believes in love at first sight until that special someone comes along and will steal your

heart.”

 

“So… you don’t believe at it?”

 

“No I don’t.”

 

“Oh… I see.” She disappointedly said. She felt sad knowing that the guy she loves doesn’t feel the

same way.

 

“Not until…”

 

“Not until what?” he smiled. “Not until you.” she turned beet red.

 

“Dara…”

 

“Hmmmnnnn?” she hummed.

 

“Marry me.”

 

“What?” she can’t believe what she just heard.

 

“I said marry me.”

 

“That fast?! I…”

 

“Do you love me?

 

“I do.”

 

“Do you want to be with me?”

 

“I do.”

 

“Do you want to marry me?”

 

“I do.”

 

He exclaimed a triumphant yes at her answer. Dara’s bewildered but nonetheless happy at her

proclamation.

 

 

 

 

At the very same day, the couple exchanged wedding vows with the help of their close friends. The

wedding was done in secrecy knowing that both the Park’s and the Kwon’s will oppose to the

marriage.

 

 

Unlike Romeo and Juliet’s story, Jiyong and Dara didn’t need suicide to end the family feud;

instead it just needed a cry from a new born angel to end the rift.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“So it’s a happy ending after all, grandpa.” Merly said.

 

“Yes, at first it looks like our marriage won’t last long because of our family feud but no matter

how impossible, unattainable, unimaginable something may seem, if it’s meant to be, it will be.”

 

“…and you’re meant to be together, grandpa.” The old man just smiled.

 

He keeps looking at his watch for the time. He still need to catch his appointment.

 

“Grandpa, I’m sorry are you in a hurry? I’m going to finish this real soon.”

 

“I have to be at the Home for the Aged at 9 o’clock." She just nodded in understanding.

 

"My wife has been suffering from Alzheimer’s disease since 7 years ago.”

 

“But you still visit her even if she doesn’t remember you?” Merly was touch by the love and

devotion the grandpa has for his wife.

 

“I do. She might not been able to recognize me but…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I still know her. She’s my Dara, the same girl that I love since I was 7 years old. My one true

love.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

my very first sweet fic :))

are you guys surprised? kekeke

I don't know if it was good enough.

 

inspired by Romeo and Juliet; Love story by T.Swift

 

 

 

requested by my dear Sandaragon who is celebrating her birthday

Happy birthday ^__^

it's because of you I was able to write a light and sweet fic.

 

 

 

and of course to my husband Kwon Jiyong who was born in this world to make us happy :))

Happy bithday!!! kekeke delusional much.

I hope as a bday gift you will reveal to us applers that Daragon is Real!!

 

 

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