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As I processed the sight of Taehyung standing before me, smiling and holding the microphone, I couldn't recall if I managed to muster a smile in return. Despite our situation, the sight of him stirred emotions within me, and I felt my eyes welling with tears. It was a stark realization of just how much I still longed for him, even amidst our conflict.

His voice broke through my reverie once more, and I could sense that he was aware of my momentary lapse in attention. As he spoke, his words enveloped me, transporting me to a place where none of the people around us existed. It was just him and me, submerged in the raw emotions of our shared history.

His gaze held mine firmly, "Jisoo," he said again as if testing the sound of my name on his lips, savoring it. "This may be the first time I've spoken your name aloud in the past two weeks," he confessed, his tone softened. "But, believe me, it's been echoing in my mind like a broken record ever since the day we argued." As he spoke, I could feel the weight of his words.

"It's funny how something as simple as a name can hold so much power," he mused, a smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Yours has been a constant companion, a silent reminder of the rift between us. Forgive me, for it's taken me far too long to say your name." he continued.

"The following two days after our argument, I allowed anger and stubbornness to cloud my thoughts, convincing myself that you would be the one to apologize first and that it was not entirely my fault. But as each day passed, I missed you more and more Jisoo, more than I dared to admit. Yet, my ego remained a barrier, keeping me from reaching out to you," he spoke, as he stepped away from the podium and approached me.

"I've been replaying our argument in my head over and over, and I realize now how foolish I was," he admitted, his voice tinged with regret. "But it's not just the argument that haunts me—it's the realization of my own insecurities. Every man who crosses your path, every fleeting glance you share, I find myself consumed by jealousy. It's an emotion I never knew until I met you."

Tears welled up in my eyes threatening to fall. It was the first time he had opened up to me in such an honest way.

 "If I could, I would hide you away from the world be- because I am afraid to lose you. I am afraid you'll find someone better than me. My jealousy stems from my fear. My fear of losing you," he confessed.

With a sense of resolution in his eyes, he took a step closer, closing the distance between us. 

"But I know that it's not fair to you. Because love is not about possession; it's about trust and understanding." Unable to contain the swell of emotions any longer, I reached out and took his hand in mine. His eyes flickered between our joined hands and my gaze. Looking at him this close, I could see how much he suffered from these thoughts. 

"And because you chose me. That's enough for me," his voice barely above a whisper.

I took a step closer to him, closing the distance between us until our bodies were mere inches apart. With a tender touch, I intertwined his other hand with mine, our fingers interlocking.

I held his gaze steadfastly as I leaned in to press a soft kiss to his cheek. Whispering words of affirmation, I brought my lips close to his ear, my breath mingling with his as I spoke softly, "I did choose you and will over and over again." 

Before I could pull away, I felt his arms encircle me, drawing me close in a tender embrace. his one hand enveloping my waist and the other secured my shoulders, holding me securely against his chest.

As we stood there, caught up in our intimate moment, the sound of cheers and applause suddenly filled the air around us. Startled, we pulled away from each other, our eyes widening in surprise as we glanced around the restaurant. The entire restaurant seemed to be cheering for us. Feeling a flush of embarrassment creeping up my cheeks, I took a step back from Taehyung, my gaze darting nervously around the room. The sudden spotlight was overwhelming.

Beside me, Taehyung let out a soft giggle, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he watched my cheeks turn a deep shade of red. Taking a deep breath to steady myself, I shot Taehyung a playful glare before turning back to face the crowd.

As the crowd settled and we both took our seats, I couldn't shake off the lingering embarrassment from being the center of attention just moments ago. Taehyung moved to take the seat across from me, pulling out his chair as I glanced over at him.

"Was it necessary to announce it like that? In front of everyone?" I whispered, my embarrassment evident in my voice.

"Yeah, it was," he replied with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "In case you didn't forgive me, everyone would cheer you into it."

His response drew a laugh from me, a mixture of amusement and exasperation at his antics. Without thinking, I grabbed a nearby napkin and tossed it in his direction, watching with satisfaction as it landed squarely on top of his head just as he was about to take his seat.

"You schemy fox," I teased, unable to suppress a smile as he chuckled and brushed the napkin aside.

He called for the waiter to take the order. As Taehyung confidently ordered red wine to pair with our steak, I couldn't help but shoot him a skeptical glance, silently questioning his choice. His smirk in response only fueled my amusement.

"Oh, you're on!" I declared with a playful grin, accepting the unspoken challenge with a twinkle in my eye.

The waiter nodded, taking note of our order before disappearing into the bustling restaurant. With an air of anticipation, I leaned back in my chair, eager to see how Taehyung's bold choice would fare against my own.

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This is the first time I updated after one day. I did it you guys TT

Anyways enjoy. i had more in plan but already wrote 1050+ words so let's end it here.

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