Myungsoo lay on his bed, lost in his fleeting thoughts. Fondling with his phone, he sighed in frustration. Kim Myung Soo, you are such a coward. Can't you just call her? it was valentine's day and he missed her more than ever. He wanted to see her pretty face, kind eyes and sweet voice. Something inside him wanted to desperately hold her, and tell her that he liked her. There was nothing more painful then not being able to confess to the person he loved. Although he was worried that she wouldn't feel the same way about him, there was something greater holding him back. She deserves so much more. I won't have alot of time for her because of my schedules, but would she be satisfied ? Overwhelmed with anxiety, Myungsoo sat up from the bed and walked to the living room of Infinite's Dorm. No one was at home. Woohyun, Sunggu and Sungjong were busy filming strong heart, while Sungyeol had gone back to his hometown to visit his mother. Hoya and Dongwoo had left separately, For dates I suppose.  Suddenly, the front door swung open to reveal a serious-faced Dongwoo.

"Hyung?Did something Happen?", Myungsoo asked curiously
"Myungsoo, we need to have a talk", Dongwoo replied While he sat down opposite L.
Upon sensing Myungsoo's bewildered look, He started to describe his encounter with Eun mi earlier.
"Do you like her?", Dongwoo asked knowingly.
"I.. do. I do Hyung", Myungsoo admitted hesitantly as he looked away. He felt extremely regretful for making Eun Mi cry, but was glad to hear that his feelings were returned.
"Then, Whats Holding you back?", probed Dongwoo as he waited patiently for an answer.
"I'm afraid I won't have time for her. I don't know if she'll be happy with the little time we can spend together. She deserves so much more", Myungsoo explained, the worry evident on his chiselled face.
"Myungsoo. Does she seem like that kind of girl to you? Can't you see that she's different from the others?", Dongwoo  asked with a hint of frustration. When Myungsoo just looked down guiltily, he softened and continued.
"Listen, I can see how much you both love each other. It's fate Myung. If you only have one day with her, then for that one day, you give her all your attention and care and love. If you have one hour, then for that hour , you give her your all. understand?", dongwoo said persuasively.Seeing that myungsoo had put on his pokerface expression, Dongwoo patted his shoulder encouragingly and left him to think.

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*Eun Mi's POV*
You were cuddled up comfortably on the leather sofa in the living room, flipping through hundreds of channels available on the television.
What am I doing, I can't even understand half of these channels.
The house was still empty as no one had yet to come home. Glancing at the clock, it was now 7 pm. Finally. you urgently switched to the channel that was showing your favourite program. Ah Running Man. I could use a few laughs . The first genuine smile of the day formed on your face, as you immersed yourself in the humourous antics of Yoo Jae Suk and Gwangsoo. Chuckling at the running man members, you were glad to have escaped from your troubles, albeit temporarily. The sudden loud ring of the doorbell snapped you out of your running-man trance. Is someone home? You walked slowly towards the door and looked through the peep-hole expectantly. To your surprise, the doorstep was empty. What the... all sorts of twisted thoughts about ghost/stalkers/erts and kidnappers were entering your mind when you spotted a Tiny basket lying on the doorstep. At that moment, your curiousity overwhelmed all the creepy thoughts and you flung the Door open. Stepping out onto the doormat, a cold breeze swept past, throwing you into a slight shiver. Enduring the relentless wind, you looked around urgently. There's really no one here? With your sense of curiousity piqued to a maximum, you picked up the basket and returned to the warm refuge of the indoors. There was a blue post it sticker stuck to the bottom of the basket. Picking it up gingerly, you noticed the familiar penmanship but couldn't place a name to the handwriting.

The note :
Dear Eun Mi,
Please meet me at the first lamppost at the entrace of the Han River Park at 8.15pm.
Valentine's day isn't over yet, so I'll keep waiting untill you come

It's not signed off? Who could it be? Immediately, Myungsoo's face drifted into your mind. It couldn't be. Maybe it's someone else that I know. the note, you noticed a small packet tucked into a safe corner of the woven basket. Opening it carefully, you gasped in appreciation. It was a small guitar pick from the brand that you absolutely adored. Furthermore, It seemed to be a custom-made one that was in your favourite colour. Teal swirls, with the word Love In Gold lettering. You confirmed your suspiscion that the author of the note was someone you knew. He knows i play the guitar.Finding courage in the knowlege that the basket wasn't sent by a creepy stalker, you decided to go. Looking at the clock, it was already 7.45. Ignoring the bell chase that was going on in Running man, you turned the television off. After pulling on a floral dress, you draped on a knitted coat as you took off towards the streets to flag a cab

 As the cab took off speedily towards the Han River, you couldn't help but ponder over the surprise that arrived at your doorstep. Who on earth could it be? the quickened pounding of your heartbeat only seemed to resonate in the quietness of the night. Soon, the cab arrived at the entrance of the Han River park. Nervousness gripped you as you stumbled out of the cab. Aishh I'm so clumsy. It was already 8.15 PM, and the sky had darkened. The park seemed rather isolated, and in the tranquility of your surroundings, your pulse seemed to beat even louder. You walked towards the park's main gate before slowly making your way towards the first lamppost. You looked around eagerly, only to realise no one was here. Not againn.. Could it be that.. Fear seeped into your repeated thoughts on kidnappings/creepy situations. You reached out to steady yourself against the lamppost, but your palm grazed across a papery surface. In the slight moonlight, you realised that it was a post-it that was stuck to the post. Reading it intently, you were shocked.

Follow the trail into the park

That's all? Are you serious? You glanced warily at the trail, which seemed to lead to the dark abyss of the park. The only lights were illuminating from the lamp posts, that seemed to get fewer as the trail progressed. Almost launching into one of your creepy stalker theories, you were stopped when you saw a single, blooming red rose taped to the same lamp post. Taking the rose with you, you couldn't help but smile at the unexpected gesture. Well, let's go. With slow and careful steps, you walked down the path alertly. The moon seemed to shine through the clearings, lighting up the trail sufficiently. From a distance, you could see that there was a clearing further up that seemed to be more brightly lit then the rest. Upon closer look, you gasped at the scene in front of you. Small red candles were decorating the clearing with their bright and steady flames. Treading lightly on the grass, you ventured into the circle of candles. However, the candles were actually arranged not in a circle, but in a heart.
Before you had time to process the intent behind such a romantic gesture, the quiet air was suddenly filled with soft music.

The soft and steady strumming. The light and melodious plucking. Spinning around to decipher the source of the music, you were halted by a warm, familiar voice that was singing.
 

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Always the exactly same sky and always the same day
Only thing that is different is that you are not here

I thought I’ve let you go. Without anything left
No, no. I still haven’t been able to let you go

Longing for you, I am longing for you. Because I am longing for you, I call you and call you by myself everyday
 Missing you, I am missing you. Because I am missing you, now I just call out your name like a habit. Even today

Day by day, I feel like I am dying, so what could I do?

Love you, Love you. I love you. Without even being able to tell you these, I’ve had to let you go like that
Sorry, I am sorry. Can you hear me? Could you be able to hear my late confession?

I love you

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The last three words were almost like a whisper, as a familiar figure stepped out from behind the trees. During the song, you had recognised his voice. Slowly, fresh pearls of tears were rolling down your rosy cheeks. Standing before you, with a guitar strapped around him was the man that you loved. Hearing his sweet, sincere voice confessing to you sent tingles down your spine. Your heart was racing, and your vision blurred with tears of relief, joy and unbelief. Slowly, he stepped into the heart of candles to stand in front of you. "Why are you crying?", he asked gently. With eyebrows furrowed in worry and confusion, he lifted a hand to your face. Slowly, he wiped off a tear from your cheek. With cheeks burning at his touch, you looked up into his eyes. "Do you mean what you said?', you stammered in disbelief. His frown disappeared, and a loving smile crowned his angelic face. In one swift movement, he enveloped you in his arms, hugging you tightly against his chest. "I loveyou, Eun Mi. I always have and always will. I'm sorry I took so long to tell you", he whispered against your ear as he continued to hold you. Upon hearing his heartfelt words, you smiled uncontrollably into his warm,inviting chest. "Oppa.. Nado Saranghae", you replied softly. In response, Myungsoo only gripped you tighter as you nuzzled against his shoulder. Then, he released you gently as his brown eyes searched intently for yours. Your eyes fluttered close as you felt his warm, loving lips against your forehead. "Will you be mine?", he asked sincerely. A affectionate smile plastered itself on your pretty face as you crashed into his embrace again. "Yes."

Hi my beloved readers! I apologize repeatedly for the long time i took to update! I had a really busy week of work, plus writing this chapter was really hard for me :3 I think i experienced my first writer's block in my first fanfic! Anyway, I hope you like this chapter ! :3 PLEASE LEAVE ME COMMENTS ! now i have to go think of what happens from now~