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Dae Eun / Original POV

“You can open your eyes now.”

Reluctantly, my vision came to a distinct view. I raised my right hand that clawed effortlessly and there bordered a ring on my index finger.

“Wah! It’s so pretty!” I remarked favourably on the ring.

“Yeah… I know you too well.”

“Where did you get this from?”

“My heart.”

"Haha...I’m laughing on the inside. But...Oppa...where did you get it from? I will eat all your cookies if you don't tell me..."

“I didn’t get it.”

“Ne?”

“I made it.”

“Like… like a cake?”

“Um… I guess.”

“Wah~ That’s so romantic! Thank you Oppa~”

“I know it’s not perfect, or expensive but...”

I giggled, turning my eyes to a crescent shape before tip toeing to peck Jung kook on the cheek, reluctantly interrupting him.

“It’s perfect Oppa.”

“*sighs in relief* I love you too Jagiya.”

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There I was. Lying, stomach down onto the hotel bed flipping through sutured pages as Jung kook did his homework within his workspace.

“I found it!” I shrieked.

“What Jagiya?”

“I found love!”

“So… our 5 months together didn’t define love?”

“No… I meant I found love on page 628 in the dictionary.”

“Why are you looking through the dictionary?”

“