Product of my imagination
check the snippet below
I didn't want to give away too much of the plot
so kindly read Author's note at the end of the story
if you're interested on how I came up with it.
hope you like it
"It's nothing. How was your day filled with meetings?" I diverted the topic. Jiyong watched me because he knows me so well but just nodded and didn't pushed. I sighed.
He knew there was something wrong but he answered me and talk about his day. He had been talking, but I can't really pay attention.
"Babe, I'm really sorry I ruined the mood. The food is really delicious, the set up is really nice and romantic." He tugged my attention by rubbing his thumb on top of my hand that he has been holding.
"It's fine. You didn't do anything wrong. Would you like more wine?" I asked busying myself. He just nods and presented me his wine glass.
"Can I ask you to dance?" Jiyong stood and offered me his hand. I blinked at him, surprised. "Can we dance?" He repeated, eyes hopeful and a kind smile on his lips.
"Of course." I almost stuttered, I took my wine glass and downed it all. He chuckled. But I didn't took his hand until I downed his wine as well.
"Babe.." He chuckled.
"WAIT!" He was startled a little. "I want to change the music." I rushed over the player and almost tripped.