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love-holics · 7 months

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open book

pairing: ten x reader

genre: fluff

word count: 727

You shut the door behind you quickly, leaning your back against it and closing your eyes in relief. You took a deep breath and stayed there for a moment, trying to ground yourself. The plastic red cup in your hand was still full. You bolted from the kitchen so quickly that you weren't even sure what was in it. You sighed and opened your eyes slowly, lifting the cup to your lips. You arm stopped midair when you locked eyes with someone else in the room.

Your eyes grew wide, not realizing you were being watched the whole time. "Oh-- Sorry. I didn't know anyone else was in here. I'll get going." You turned to leave, bracing yourself to join the party again.

"No, stay. You're good," he said, an amused smile on his face. "Besides, it looks like that's the last thing you want to do right now."

You smiled sadly. "Is it that obvious?"

"Who are you hiding from?" he asked, tucking a strand of blond hair behind his ear.

You joined him on the balcony. The music sounded muffled as you walked further away from the door. "My ex." You swallowed, feeling embarrassed of your sudden fight-or-flight response to seeing them.

"Bad breakup?"

"Not really. I'm still in that awkward phase of not knowing how to make small talk with someone you thought would be around forever, I guess." You sighed and leaned forward on the railing. "So I ran. I'm not proud of it," you said with a chuckle.

He hummed in understanding and looked up at the night sky. You couldn't help but notice his beautiful profile. "Are you hiding from something too?" you asked.

He shook his head and smiled. "Just needed a minute alone." He saw your eyes dart towards the door and guessed you were thinking about leaving again. "And no, I was not hinting that you should leave," he chuckled. "You would make a terrible poker player."

You laughed. "I know. I'm far too easy to read."

"I like that." His smile was warm. You blushed and he smiled even wider.

You sipped your drink and looked up at the stars. You knew you had to leave the room sometime, but there was something both comforting and charming about this stranger that made you want to stay. You turned to look at him again. He had beautiful tattoos adorning his arm. You wanted to trace them with your fingers while he told you the inspiration behind each one.

"Do you have any?" he asked, breaking the spell you were under. You blushed in embarrassment, not realizing you had been staring at him. He chuckled again. It was a pretty sound.

"No, but yours are gorgeous."

"Thank you. I designed them myself." He beamed with pride.

"Wow! You're very talented." You let your eyes linger on them for an extra second taking in this new information.

"I can tell you mean that," he said with a smile.

"You make me feel a lot better about wearing my heart on my sleeve," you said with a chuckle.

"I think it's something to be proud of. What's the point of anything if we're not being our most authentic selves?"

"True." You nodded in agreement. "You're very easy to talk to."

"So are you." He smiled warmly.

You locked eyes again. He was glowing in the moonlight. It felt like time had slowed down and it was just you two in the world. You didn't even know his name, but his presence was captivating. His phone lit up with a message and the spell was broken. You swallowed and forced yourself to turn your attention to the sky again.

He looked at you apologetically after reading the message. "I've got to go."

"Thanks for keeping me company." You smiled sadly, knowing you may never see him again. You felt yourself missing his warmth already.

"I'd love to do it again sometime if you need a hiding partner." He held out his phone for you to put in your number and chuckled as he watched your face perk up with excitement.

You laughed in embarrassment at your obvious reaction. "Here you go," you said, handing his phone back.

He typed out a quick message to you before leaving with his dazzling smile. "I'm Ten, by the way. It was nice to meet you."

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love-holics · 2 years

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little spoon

pairing: taeyong x reader

genre: fluff

warnings: mentions of anxiety

word count: 539

you patted your face with a soft towel as you completed your skincare routine and looked at yourself in the bathroom mirror. the fresh glow couldn't conceal the worried line between your brows or the frown that wouldn't leave your lips. the worry in your eyes was as obvious as the dark circles beneath them.

you took a deep breath before leaving the bathroom. it was late but you couldn't sleep. not being able to sleep made you anxious and not getting enough rest made it worse. you needed to break the cycle, but how?

you walked into the bedroom and saw your boyfriend sleeping on his side, his breathing deep and even. you smiled to yourself. it was calming to hear each repetitive breath he took.

something about it grounded you. you could feel your bare feet digging into the soft carpet. you relaxed your toes. you realized your hands were balled into fists. you let them relax at your sides. a twinge of pain in your jaw reminded you that you were clenching your teeth. you exhaled slowly and deeply and let go. you felt more at ease than you had all day and it was all due to the predictable rhythm of taeyong's breathing.

you lifted the covers slowly and got into bed, draping an arm over his body and spooning him from behind. you tried not to wake him but you couldn't help pressing your face into his bare back and breathing in his clean scent, which somehow made your heart flutter and feel calm at the same time. you placed a soft kiss on his shoulder and held him tighter, feeling grounded by his skin beneath your fingers and his warmth around your body.

you closed your eyes and focused on his breathing, hoping that you would soon sleep as peacefully as him. you suddenly felt his hand close around yours and pull it up to his mouth for a kiss. "hey, baby," he said in his deep, sleepy voice.

"shh, go back to sleep. I didn't mean to wake you." you placed a soft kiss on his back as an apology.

he kissed your hand once more before interlocking his fingers with yours and giving you a squeeze.

he could always tell when your anxiety was a little worse when he became the little spoon. you liked holding on to him because it helped you feel in control of your body and what was beneath your fingers. he liked being able to ground you without making it obvious or making you feel weak. as much as he wanted to care for you, he knew there were limits to his help and that you wanted to find your own healthy coping mechanisms.

his favorite part was waiting for you to finally fall asleep before shifting positions so that you were enveloped in his arms with your head on his chest. and every morning, without fail, you would look bewildered at your new sleeping positions while he just barely kept the amused smirk off his face. and he would feel his heart soar as you smiled sleepily at him and cuddled him a little tighter, knowing you were all his and he was all yours.

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love-holics · 2 years

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distraction

pairing: johnny x reader

genre: smut

word count: 1,250

“Not again,” you groaned in frustration as your lunch hit the floor - for the third time this week. “Is it that hard to wear a shirt, Johnny?”

Your boyfriend smirked as he walked into the kitchen. “Sorry, babe, I can’t help being this hot.”

You rolled your eyes. He had taken to walking around shirtless as the weather got warmer, and clearly you were not immune to the effect of his sculpted body, even after all this time.

“I know, I know, but it’s so distracting,” you whined. “How would you feel if I walked around without a top all day?” you asked hypothetically as you cleaned up your mess.

He bent down to help you, still smirking. “Well, I certainly wouldn’t complain about that.” He waggled his eyebrows flirtatiously while you giggled.

Hmm, you thought. We’ll see about that.

Johnny was up before you the next day, working in his home office. You decided to bring him some coffee and put your plan into action.

“Morning, babe,” you greeted as you leaned over him, placing his mug on the table and kissing his cheek.

“Good morning, my love–” He stopped abruptly as he turned to look up at you. You couldn’t help the smirk that appeared on your face as you watched the smile slide off his as he looked you up and down.

“Is something wrong, John?”

“You–” He swallowed and tried again. “Why are you dressed like that?”

“Like what?” you feigned innocence.

“You– You’re naked!” he spluttered.

You laughed. You were wearing nothing but a pair of grey sweatpants, similar to Johnny’s outfit yesterday. “Eyes up here, baby,” you said, noticing that he couldn’t look away from your bare chest. “And I’m not naked. I’ve got pants on.”

His mouth was open but he wasn’t making a sound. You resisted the urge to giggle. “I’ll see you when you’re done with your work,” you said, leaning down to kiss his cheek again. You felt him shiver as your nipple brushed against his arm.

You shut the door behind you and pressed your hand over your mouth to stifle your laughter. It’s working, you thought.

And so you remained topless for the rest of the day. When he left his office for lunch, you saw him curse quietly when he saw you curled up on the couch still half-naked, as though he hoped you would have given up on your game by now.

“How’s it going?” you asked, looking up from your phone as he entered.

He tried to tear his eyes away from you and forced himself to walk into the kitchen while talking. “Not too bad. Should be done soon.”

“What’s wrong? You sound stressed.” You got up from the couch and followed him into the kitchen, pretending like you didn’t know you were the cause of his frustration. “Do you want me to make you something to eat?”

He jumped as he felt you hug him from behind and dropped his sandwich, much like you had done the day before. You bit your cheek in an attempt to conceal your laughter. “Everything all right, Johnny?”

“Ye–” He cleared his throat. “Yeah. Yes. I’m fine.” His eyes raked up and down your body again. “Are you not feeling cold?” he asked, noticing your erect nipples. “Maybe you should put on a shirt.”

“Ah, no, I’m fine,” you sighed and stretched, watching his eyes grow wider, never leaving your chest. “It’s so hot today and the AC feels good.”

He sighed heavily in an attempt to compose himself. “Oh. O-Okay then.” He tried to avoid making eye contact with you as you leaned against the fridge, watching him make another sandwich. “What?” he asked.

“Nothing. You’re just really cute when you’re flustered,” you teased.

“I am not– I am not flustered,” he said unconvincingly.

“Oh, yeah?” you challenged.

“Yeah.”

“Then why can’t you look at me?”

He stopped his movements. “Because–”

“Because?”

“Because you’re distracting, okay!” he said, defeated. He turned around and you laughed out loud at the pain in his eyes.

You hopped up on the counter in front of him. “That’s all I needed to hear.” He pouted at the satisfaction in your tone: you had won. You leaned closer until your lips were at his ear. “Go finish your work, baby.” You trailed a finger slowly down his chest. “Come see me after,” you whispered seductively.

You watched him swallow as you sat upright. He bit his lip, glancing at your body once more before rushing off to his office, lunch forgotten.

When he emerged later, he found you sprawled out on the couch and climbed on top of you. “Hi,” he said, tucking a strand of hair behind your hair.

“Hi.” You smiled at his sweet gesture. Even after being teased all day, he still waited for you to make the first move. You cupped his face and pulled him in for a kiss. “Been waiting to do that all day,” you said against his lips.

“Mmm. I’ve been wanting to do a lot of other things,” he whispered.

“Oh, yeah?”

“Hell yeah.”

Now it was your turn to get flustered. “Show me,” you whispered.

He moved his lips to your neck and kissed you slowly, moving down to your collarbone and back up again. You felt your breath hitch as his lips moved lower. He stopped kissing and looked into your eyes as he trailed a finger down the middle of your bare chest, stopping at your waistband. He moved his hands up again to ghost over your nipples before slowly playing with them as if entranced.

“Sit up, baby,” he said, pulling you on top of him as he sat upright. You straddled his lap, and moaned softly as you felt how hard he was beneath you.

He moved his lips back to your chest and finally attached his mouth to your nipple. He moaned around you as you arched your back in pleasure ever so slightly, pushing yourself further into his mouth. Your hands stroked his hair as he licked and sucked at the buds you used to tease him, showing you exactly how much he needed you. He kept you in place with his hands on your waist as you grinded on him slowly, moaning softly and tugging on his hair as he nibbled on your hard nipples.

He removed your sweatpants and groaned at how wet you were. “Ride me,” he said, his voice deep with arousal.

You both moaned loudly as he entered you. His mouth and hands remained on your chest as you bounced on his cock, out of breath, your chest feeling overstimulated from his actions.

You both flopped on the couch breathlessly after you reached your orgasms: Johnny on his back, and you curled up next to him. You traced patterns on his chest as you both tried to catch your breath.

“That was amazing,” he said with a relaxed smile on his face. He stroked your hair as he looked at the ceiling. “But please wear a shirt tomorrow.”

You giggled. “That distracting, huh?”

“Oh, baby, you have no idea.” He laughed.

“So now you know how I feel,” you teased. “I take it you’ll also be fully-clothed tomorrow as well then?”

He thought about it for a moment. “We’ll see,” he teased.

“Then I guess I’ll also see.”

He groaned. “I’m never gonna get any work done with you around,” he whined and got on top of you again.

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love-holics · 2 years

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home

pairing: taeyong x reader

genre: fluff

word count: 370

“Well, that was tiring,” you said as you both flopped on the bed in your new apartment, staring at the ceiling.

You and Taeyong had returned from furniture shopping exhausted and empty-handed. “If I knew buying a couch would be so difficult, I wouldn’t have left my parents’ house,” you joked.

Taeyong gasped dramatically. “You would pick your parents over seeing me in my pink apron every morning?” You giggled as he feigned offense.

“Maybe if you just wore your pink apron, I’d be more convinced,” you teased.

“Uh, remember the last time that happened? I ended up getting burnt and you had to take over the cooking duties for a week. Never again.” Taeyong pretended to shudder and chuckled when you lightly hit his arm.

“Hey!” you laughed, rolling over onto your stomach and looking down at him. “I may be a bad cook, but I’m good at other things, okay?”

He looked up at you with an amused smile. “Oh, yeah? Like what?”

You looked up at the ceiling as if deep in thought before glancing back down at him with a playful smile on your face. “Like… this.” You leaned down to place a quick kiss on his cheek. “And this.” You pressed your lips to the tip of his nose. “And this. And this. And this...” You peppered his face with little kisses as you spoke.

He scrunched his face as he giggled and tried to escape your hold while you showered him with kisses. You rolled around the bed, laughing like kids until you ended up on your sides, facing each other slightly out of breath. You leaned in and kissed him deeply. His hand reached out to cup your face, his thumb softly stroking your cheek as you drank each other in.

You looked deep into each other’s eyes as you slowly pulled away. “You’re good at loving me,” he said softly and sincerely.

“I think so too,” you said with a smile.

He opened his arms and laid on his back. You accepted the silent invitation and snuggled into his chest as he kissed the top of your head. Your apartment may have been bare, but you had never felt more at home.

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love-holics · 2 years

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[22:22]

paring: doyoung x reader

genre: fluff

warnings: mentions of anxiety

word count: 714

You looked at the clock and sighed. You had been sitting in the dark for almost half an hour trying to calm yourself down. You weren't sure where the sudden anxiety came from; you just knew that it had made itself comfortable and it was going to be a long, possibly sleepless night.

You held your knees to your chest and rocked back and forth for a bit while you tried to distract yourself with your thoughts. You didn't want to scroll through social media because it would increase your stress. Reading a book or watching Netflix wouldn't help either because you would zone out and continue to overthink. It was too late for you to drive anywhere and, to be honest, you were too exhausted from the long work week to leave the house right now. You felt frustrated. All you wanted to do was have a good night's sleep, but your anxiety had other plans.

You gave up trying to sleep and decided to go to the kitchen. Your mom had always made you hot chocolate when you had these moments and it brought you comfort instantly. Perhaps that would do the trick.

You saw your roommate sprawled out on the couch watching old reruns of a TV show. "Oh, hey, Y/N." Doyoung smiled at you kindly and turned the volume down. "Can't sleep again?"

"Nope," you replied with a weak smile. "I counted enough sheep to fill about three farms before I realized that sleep was not gonna visit me tonight."

He chuckled but he knew it was affecting you negatively. He also knew not to push and that you would open up when you felt ready. He sat upright on the couch and patted the seat next to him. "Do you want to keep me company then? My body is still too used to working the night shift so my hours are all mixed up."

Your smile felt a little more natural this time. "That would be nice. I'll make us some hot chocolate," you said, making your way to the kitchen.

"No, no, no," he said, and in an instant he had stopped you before you could grab the mugs. "I still remember that time you put salt in my coffee instead of sugar, and that's exactly why we put me in charge of drinks in the updated roommate agreement."

You giggled at that, a very real giggle. "It was an honest mistake, Doie!"

He smiled warmly, pleased to have distracted you a little. "Even so, let me do this for you."

You nodded gratefully and took a seat at the kitchen counter, watching him work. There was something calming about seeing Doyoung in the kitchen. He felt like his best self when he was able to help others, and it was one of the reasons why you let him take care of you on your weaker days. It benefited you both, so you didn't feel like a burden, and you were very grateful for that.

He added three little marshmallows to the steaming mug and placed it in front of you. "Looks pretty good, if I say so myself," he said, looking very satisfied. He sat opposite you and blew on his matching baby blue mug while you held onto yours for a minute, allowing the warmth to enter your body.

"Thank you, Doie," you said softly before taking a sip. You closed your eyes and let the hot chocolate warm you from the inside out. When you opened your eyes, you saw him smiling at you softly.

"You know," you began, "when I was younger, my mom would tell me that she added anxiety-vanquishing powder to my hot chocolate." You chuckled at the thought. "As I got older, it felt like the hot chocolate was the real anxiety-vanquisher."

"Your mom is a smart woman," he said. "And totally right. There is nothing that a good cup of hot chocolate can't fix."

You smiled at him affectionately. "I really appreciate you, Doyoung. I hope you know that. I feel very safe with you."

He reached across the counter to squeeze your hand. "I'm not going anywhere, and my shoulders are broad. Lean on me anytime." He returned your smile and you could see that he meant it.

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love-holics · 2 years

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masterlist

Johnny

[8:37 pm] | fluff | 353 words

distraction | smut | 1,250 words

Taeyong

buttons | suggestive | 111 words

home | fluff | 370 words

little spoon | fluff | 539 words

Doyoung

[22:22] | fluff | 714 words

Ten

open book | fluff | 727 words

Mark

rose | fluff | 928 words

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love-holics · 2 years

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[8:37 pm]

pairing: johnny x reader

warnings: none, fluff

word count: 353

You slowly dragged your feet upstairs to your shared apartment. It had been a rather tiring day at work and you were exhausted, to say the least.

"I'm home," you called out as you removed your shoes and set your bag and keys down. You made a beeline for the couch and flopped on it, face down.

You heard footsteps and felt the couch sink slightly as Johnny sat down, slowly rubbing circles on your back. "Long day?" he asked quietly.

"The longest," you said, your words slightly muffled by the couch cushion. "So many phone calls and customers. And a client was rude to me." You pouted a little thinking about it.

"Want me to beat them up?"

You turned on your side to look at him with a small smile. "Sure," you played along. How do you plan on finding them though?"

He looked up, as if deep in thought. "Well, Jaehyun works in IT so he probably knows how to find IP addresses and such. And his girlfriend is in one of those scary fandoms so maybe she'll use her powers for good to help us locate them if we say they insulted someone she likes or something. And between the two of them, I'm sure we'll find something, and then..."

Your smile grew as you listened to him ramble and you couldn't help but giggle. "Johnny. John-- Johnny!"

He stopped suddenly and looked down at you with a small smile. "Yes, my love?"

"While I admire your planning, I think all I really need right now is a long bubble bath with my favorite person."

He looked at his watch and sighed in mock disappointment. "I think it's a bit too late to get Gong Yoo over here, unfortunately."

You swatted his arm playfully and groaned as he chuckled at his own joke, causing you to smile at him affectionately. "Please join me?" you asked, squeezing his hand gently.

He bent down to kiss your temple. "Of course, my love." He squeezed your hand once more before walking away and leaving you feeling lighter than you've felt all day.

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love-holics · 2 years

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buttons

pairing: taeyong x reader

warnings: suggestive

word count: 111

slowly, you trailed your finger down taeyong's neck to the first button of his soft cardigan. his breath hitched as you got lower. he sighed in relief as you undid the first button, then the second and continued until his chest was fully visible, the cardigan just barely hanging off his shoulders. you pressed soft kisses on his chest, starting with his neck and moving lower. his breath was quick and heavy with soft moans spilling from his lips as he looked down at you.

and when the cardigan hit the floor and he made eye contact with you, he knew he was in for a long night. he couldn't wait.

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love-holics · 3 years

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rose

pairing: mark lee x reader

warnings: none, fluff

word count: 928

You felt Mark's eyes on you as you sighed loudly again. Yet another couple had walked by, arm in arm, giggling affectionately at everything, at nothing. Like the other couples around you, she held a red rose in her free hand. It was Valentine's Day and you were struggling to hide your loneliness in your still-tipsy state.

You turned to him with an eyebrow raised, inviting him to ask the question on his mind. But before he could even get a word out, you interrupted. "I'm fine, Mark."

He rolled his eyes. "Yeah, sure."

His tone softened "It's okay to want that, you know." He gestured towards another happy couple that passed by the restaurant. "And it's okay to still feel sad about, you know... the past."

You knew he felt awkward about bringing it up and the last thing you wanted was for him to walk on eggshells around you. "But it's been years, Mark. I just want to forget him." You felt vulnerability creep into your voice but you were too defeated to pretend right now. And you were with Mark. You knew you didn't have to pretend with him. "He made me feel like something to be ashamed of. It's taking me such a long time to put myself back together."

His large eyes grew softer, if that was possible. "That's a good thing. You know that, right? It means that you won't hurt the next person you're with because you want to heal."

You felt a small lump in your throat as you considered his words. You were healing. It was a slow process but you were certain you would get there in the end thanks to the love and support from friends like Mark.

"Thank you, Mark," you said, your voice thick. Truthfully, you weren't sure if you'd ever find someone else. Love felt so out of reach at the moment.

He gave you a warm smile and squeezed your hand softly but then chuckled nervously and ran a hand through his hair. "So, trying to cheer you up by taking you out on Valentine's Day is working out great, huh?"

You giggled before reassuring him. "I always feel good when I'm with you, Mark." You sighed again before continuing. "It's just, I know it seems like I don't need it, but I want to be spoiled sometimes too, you know?" You gestured towards the couples around you. "I dated someone for years who didn't want to take me out or do nice things for me. Nobody's ever gotten me flowers before. I would have been over the moon to receive just one rose." You looked down at the table as you said that, chuckling awkwardly, knowing how pathetic you must sound. You cleared your throat before changing the subject. "So, how's work? Is your boss still trying to put you in every group project?"

You looked up, startled to see him looking at you intensely. But the expression disappeared as quickly as you had spotted it as he talked about work and how he didn't mind as it was for the good of the company. To your relief, your love life wasn't mentioned again and you spent the evening laughing with your best friend, feeling a little more whole.

The next day, to your surprise, Mark was outside your apartment. He was slightly out of breath but smiling as usual. "Hey, Mark, is everything okay?" you asked as you invited him in.

"Great, Y/N. Perfect, actually." He chuckled and you raised an eyebrow. He held out his hand in answer, and in it was a beautiful long stemmed red rose. Your heartbeat quickened remembering your conversation from last night.

"Mark, I'm really okay, I swear--"

"This is not a pity rose, Y/N," he clarified as if reading your mind. "I'm not giving you flowers because I feel sorry for you."

You nodded, believing him, but still confused. He continued, "I know you're not ready to date, but I want you to know that I'm gonna be here while you put those beautiful, broken pieces back together." He looked down for a second before staring directly into your eyes. "I've had feelings for you for a while, and when you're ready, if you'll let me, I'd love to give everything you deserve. I want to hold your hand in public and take you out on fancy dates and waste money trying to win you a plushie from a claw machine we both know is rigged." He stopped for a moment as you both giggled. "I want to make you feel adored, Y/N."

You stared at him in shock for a second, overcome with emotion. Your heart was racing. You could picture it all. You wanted it. You wanted it with him. And yet, you heard yourself say, "But, Mark--"

"And, before you say anything, no, I'm not gonna put my life on hold waiting for you." He rolled his eyes, predicting everything you were gonna say. "But I want to give this a shot. I want to give us a shot. So take your time because I'm not going anywhere."

He held out the rose, which you shyly accepted. You felt yourself blushing as you smiled and looked into his eyes. His face lit up as your eyes met. "I would buy you a rose every day just to see you smile like that," he said, making your heart speed up.

And suddenly, love didn't feel as far away anymore. Maybe it was right under your nose the whole time.

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