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Secret Admirer
"Annyeong," he smiled.
What-
What the hell is going on?
"Ya, say something," he showed his cute smile and shining eyes.
I- What is he doing here?
I saw his hand reach out to me and touch my shoulder, "Ya, say something," he chuckled.
"Oh, what?" were the first things I heard come out of my mouth. It's like I'm not in my own body; like I'm looking at him from afar!
He chuckled again and flashed that smile, "Annyeong."
Not knowing what to answer, I just said what he said. "A-Annyeong..."
"We-" he took a deep breath, "We haven't been talking." The playful atmosphere was gone, and a serious one replaced it.
My eyes widened as I looked to the side, "Oh- right, uhm..."
"Ji said you haven't seen my DM yet." He held my chin and turned my face to face him, his eyes instantly looking into mine. "Have you not forgiven me yet?"
"I- I have-! I-It's just t-that-"
"Just what?" He took a step closer, still, his hand holding my chin.
"I- I was just-"
"Scared? Why?" He looked at me, perplexed and curious.
"Why are you finishing my sentences?" I frowned, which may have seen more like a pout because he chuckled.
"Because Ji told me everything," he shrugged.
"Then why are you asking me?!" I asked, almost child-like.
He softly smiled, "Because you might not talk to me if I don't ask anything."
"I'm not like that," I frowned.
"It's just that you haven't been talking to me. I'm scared, you know? What if, even though that's what you told Ji, you still hate me?" He searched my eyes.
"I never hated you. I was just hurt," I whispered that last part and looked away.
He enveloped me in his warm embrace and whispered in my ear, "Mianhae... I'm sorry... I know I hurt you. Mianhae..."
I hugged him back just as tightly. "Mianhae, for not telling you sooner."
"No, _________-ah, it was my fault for getting mad. Mianhae, I won't do it again, I promise."
I nodded, and just continued hugging him.
We stayed like that for a while, until we finally let go of each other. And that's when I remembered the original question I had in my mind.
"Oppa, what are you doing here?" I looked at him, curious.
"I finally heard you call me oppa again," he chuckled.
I frowned, "Don't change the subject."
"Haven't you noticed it yet?" There was a sparkle in his eyes.
I cocked my head to the side, "Noticed what?"
He laughed, took a step back and held his arms out, telling me to examine himself. And that's when I noticed it.
He was wearing an all white suit with rose designs on it, which were white as well. There was a white rose on the pocket on his coat, and in his hand was a bouquet of white roses.
"White roses?" I asked, confused.
He chuckled, "Mhm. Like the ones you've been getting...?"
"Oh? Yeah, they are like the ones I've... been..." My eyes went wide.
"Y- YOU'RE MY SECRET ADMIRER?!" I looked at him, eyes wide as plates.
Oppa laughed and nodded, "Pangapda~"
HOW STUPID COULD I GET?!
"Ya, _________-ah, breathe~"
"H- How can you be-"
"Nat sshi is someone I met because of my friend, and I asked him this favor," he explained.
"But- But you told me it wasn't you!"
"Did you think a secret admirer will want the object of his affection to know that he has felings for her?" he smiled.
"Well, no, but- " I stopped, then looked at him in the eye, "'Object of his affection'?"
Oppa smiled and walked one step closer, "Why do you think I've been doing this, if not because I've fallen in love with you?"
My eyes widened, and it's a miracle I can still stand.
"_________-ah, ever since before I met you, when I started reading your tweets, I knew that you would be an important person to me. I know that I'm overprotective, and I know that I'm not perfect..."
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, before opening them and looking into my eyes again.
"But maybe... I can be perfect for you? Will you be mine, _________-ah? Just like how I'm yours?"
...
Let me explain that my brain was completely incapable of any logical thought for a while, and all that my brain could muster up was: sdnedaisrbnfljdznfjkdgnblajhsnblkdtjzgzfdhktjzegdfbksrkjkfsvpotato.
"Uhm..."
"You're eyes are too wide, _________-ah," he chuckled.
HOW CAN MY EYES NOT BE WIDE WHEN YOU JUST CONFESSED TO ME THAT WAY?!
"I- uh..."
"Look at me." He dropped the roses and held my face with both hands, making me look into his eyes, like how he's looking into mine.
"I love you, more than anything and anyone." His eyes overflowed with so much sincerity that I felt tears springing up in my eyes. "Will you be mine?"
I just looked into his deep eyes, knowing that mine were starting to get filled with tears. Just before I broke into a sob, I buried my face in his chest and nodded. "Yes."
I couldn't see, but I knew that he was shocked, "J- Jinjja?!" He hugged me tightly.
I smiled and nodded some more, "Jinjja."
He released me from the hug, but not from his hold. Oppa slowly leaned in, and before I knew it, his lips were pressed onto mine.
Fireworks. Amusement parks. Everything seemed to be exploding everywhere inside me, the feeling was just too much. I felt myself sigh and return the kiss, feeling so right to be with him.
We ended the kiss when we heard hoots and cheers from a near distance. We looked at the direction of the noise and found my friends (with Nat and Lance) and Big Bang and 2NE1 there, all cheering for us. It was funny, but all I felt was happiness.
I looked into Youngbae's eyes and he looked into mine, both of us smiling as we leaned in for another kiss.
That night, when I went home, I finally got the courage to check my DMs. As expected, there was one from him waiting for me, dated back to when we had our fight. I opened the DM, and found new tears in my eyes as I read its contents.
Mianhae... Jinjja mianhae _________-ah... Can you blame me for being overprotective with the one I love?
I smiled, wiping my tears, and typed up a reply just before I slept.
I love you too.
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