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The First Day

You felt terrible.  If someone had told you that heartbreak would feel this painful, you would not have even fallen in love. You had thought that heartbreak was simply sadness but you could not have been any more wrong. Emotions were overwhelming you – sadness, confusion, anger, bitterness, guilt and pain. You could feel the physical clenching of your heart and taste the tears running down your cheeks.

Just yesterday, your life seemed complete. Just yesterday, you were lying on Jaemin’s chest discussing which movie to watch for your next movie night. Just yesterday, you celebrated your first anniversary with Jaemin. But here you were, curled up in bed. Jaemin came over to your house earlier in the day saying that he had something important to tell you only to end up confessing that he had fallen in love with someone else and that he no longer loved you.

You wished to say that you hated him. How could you? You had loved him ever since you could remember and you even envisioned marrying him when the both of you graduated. How could you hate him when he broke down before you, apologising for falling in love with someone? When you truly love someone, you only want the best for them. You felt guilty for even being angry with Jaemin. If the roles were switched, you knew that he would have let you go, wishing you the best.

How could you hate the boy who had so much love for the world? He loved the people around him so much and constantly showered his friends with affection. With every blink you took, you revisited your shared memories. You saw the way he treated his friends - giving them the best hugs, cooking for them whenever they stayed up to game and buying them gifts. Just thinking of the way his eyes would light up every time he saw Jisung brought more tears to your eyes.

Jaemin saw the best in everyone and he never failed to make you feel loved during your time together. It was during your time together that you realised that he was the best and you could never see yourself loving anyone else.

The First Weekend

It had been three days. Three days of staying at home. Three days without a single sound from Jaemin. Three days of lying in bed wishing it was all a dream. It was your first Saturday without Jaemin which meant that it would be the first time in two years when both of you did not spend the evening cuddling while watching movies.

The pain in your chest never left you during the three days and you were sure that you were cursed to live with it for the rest of your life. There were so many instances in which you found yourself reaching out to your phone, resisting the temptation to call Jaemin. Deep down, you knew that if you begged, Jaemin would return to you. However, you would not be able to live with yourself knowing that Jaemin could be happier.

You spent every waking moment thinking about what went wrong and your dreams were filled with Jaemin’s face. Every corner of your house reminded you of him. When you finally pulled yourself up to your kitchen to get a glass of water, you could see him standing by the stove, cooking your favourite fried rice while you tried to distract him. Stepping into the toilet, you spotted his baby blue toothbrush sitting by your own. Even your sheet stilled smelled of him after the countless nights the both of you spent together.

It was haunting you and you knew that you had to leave the house before you went crazy. Without a destination in mind, you roamed the streets aimlessly, trying to get Jaemin off your mind. Of course, your attempt was futile as you found yourself standing before Jaemin’s apartment complex unintentionally.

Gazing at the building, tears sprung out of your eyes. What had once been a place of comfort and joy suddenly seemed so foreign to you. You could almost hear Jaemin’s laughter bouncing off the walls of his apartment. Leaving the house was meant to help you clear your mind but you only returned home feeling emptier than when you left.

The Second Weekend

Surprisingly, you were doing a lot better than you had expected. Sure, the thought of Jaemin did bring tears to your eyes but you were no longer spending your days in bed - you had migrated over to the couch to binge watch TV shows. While you were still with Jaemin, he would always whine when you watched shows without him. Now that you were single, every night could be movie night.

When you woke up without the pain in your chest, you knew that it was time to clear his belongings from your room. Considering how the both of you were best friends turned lovers, he probably spent more time at your place than his own. His belongings were scattered around your apartment from his clothes taking up a drawer in your closet, his phone charger plugged in by your bed to his Ryan mug lying in the dishwasher.

While combing through your house for anything that belonged to Jaemin, you revisited the memories made in your apartment. Every time you closed your eyes, you saw Jaemin somewhere in your apartment - wiping away your tears while watching Marley and Me wrapped in your blankets, washing the dishes begrudgingly, standing before your wardrobe choosing which hoodie to take back from you and so many more.

You still missed his goofy smile, his sweet talk and most of all, the love you felt with him. It really hurt but you knew you were getting better.

The First Month

Moving on had been a slow and arduous process but you were definitely making progress. That did not change the fact that you heart started beating rapidly when Jaemin’s mother called you. More than you would have liked to admit, you wished that Jaemin’s mother called to tell you that Jaemin had realised that he could not live without you.

“Y/N! I haven’t seen you in so long, how are you?” What? Was she expecting you to be doing great after her dear son broke your heart?

You decided to answer honestly, “Auntie, I’m doing a lot better now. It hasn’t been easy but I’m growing…”

“Ah, school must be tough. Please visit us with Jaemin soon! We miss the both of you so much.” It was then that it hit you that Jaemin had not told his mother about the breakup.

You could not find it within you to reveal to her that the both of you were no longer together, “We miss you too!”

“This son of ours is always making us worry! I wonder if he’s eating well, whether school is stressing him out and so many more!”

“...Don’t worry, Auntie, he’s doing great! Uh, I have to go! We’ll visit you soon!” You ended the call as soon as you could.

Moving on and getting over Jaemin was going alright until his mother had to call you. She reminded of how immersed Jaemin could get into studying and you found yourself sharing the same concerns.

Now that you were not by his side, did he start getting take out for every meal? Did he go back to his bad habit of burning midnight oil? Was he happy?

And just like that, the month of progress seemed to vanish into nothing. Just one phone call had the ability to shatter everything you had worked so hard on. Just hearing his name set the waterworks.

You would be lying if you said that you had not seen the breakup coming. You had watched Jaemin slowly lose interest in you. It started off little and you could not put your finger on it but something felt different. Everything felt slightly off leading up to the breakup. You almost could have heard it in his voice, seen it in his eyes. It started off with the little things - waking up to no texts, calls becoming fewer and farther apart, the lack of emotion and effort, and the piling up of excuses.

That’s the thing, no amount of warning would have changed the hurt.

The Second Month

Two months had passed since the breakup. From time to time, Jaemin would still cross your mind. However, you were marginally better than the month before. You were seated in one of the cafes you and Jaemin frequented, getting some fresh air while reminiscing the time the both of you spent in that cafe.

When you entered the cafe, the barista, Johnny, gave you a small smile before preparing your favourite drink. You guessed that Jaemin had already visited the cafe in the past two months and had told Johnny about the breakup.

Without Jaemin’s laughter filling the air, the cafe suddenly seemed cold and empty. You and Jaemin found the cafe in your second year of middle school and it instantly became your place.

“Hey…” You looked up expecting to see Johnny with your drink but instead, you were greeted by the sight of Jeno. Jeno had been one of Jaemin’s best friends so naturally, he became your good friend too. You had not heard from him since the breakup and you assumed that he had chosen to side Jaemin (not that there was a need to pick sides).

Jeno continued to stand by your table, his expression unreadable. You stared at him expectantly, waiting for him to speak.

“Do you mind if I sit down here?” he asked carefully as if he was worried to scare you away.

Hesitantly, you nodded and avoided eye contact with Jeno. What was he trying to do? During the time you and Jaemin were together, Jeno did not really talk much to you. Of the entire group, you were the least close to Jeno. It was not that you had an issue with him but he never bothered to do anything more than send you a smile once in a while. Nonetheless, you were not uncomfortable with Jeno. It just felt odd to be with him without Jaemin around.

The silence was alright - more comforting than you had expected. Jeno’s presence made it slightly less lonely.

“You’ll be alright, you know?” he started, looking you straight in the eye, “I know it’s not easy, I know it hurts. You’ve probably sat there overthinking - a million and one questions running through your head. You’ve been unable to sleep, creating different scenarios in you mind while making a list of regrets. Stop, you can’t blame yourself for someone else’s inability to provide the love you deserve. Today is just like any other day, difficult as hell but you’ll do what you’ve always done. You’ll get over it. You’ll be alright.”

Instantaneously, tears burst out of your eyes. You had tried your best to pretend to be alright, pretend that moving on was going well. Evidently, your heart was still broken and taking time to mend itself back together.

You expected Jeno’s eyes to be filled with pity or maybe sympathy but all you found was understanding and comfort. Jeno continued, “Cry. Cry as much as you need. Scream, shout, whatever it is. You are not weak for crying. You are brave - gosh, you gave Jisung a black eye after he pranked you with a fake spider for god’s sake. You are a warrior and you know that, I really hope you do.”

And you spent the rest of the evening bawling in front Jeno.

The Second Month and a Week

Following the unexpected therapy session with Jeno, he walked you back home in silence, promising you that you would make it out stronger.

You made your way back to the cafe, craving some of Johnny’s caramel macchiato. Pushing the glass doors of the cafe, you entered the cafe to see Jeno sitting at the exact same spot he was at a week ago.

It was your turn to approach him, “Hey, do you mind if I sit down here?”

He looked up at you with his signature eye-smile, “Hey warrior.”

His smile was so contagious, you found your lips curving up subconsciously. It felt weird, it felt as if it had been years since you genuinely smiled, not just to convince your mother that you were doing well.

“Jaemin and I used to come here all the time together, feels odd without him,” it was not your intention to bring him up but it came out naturally. You saw the smile on Jeno’s face falter slightly for a split second.

Deciding to lighten the mood, he laughed awkwardly, “What do you call sad coffee?”

Jaemin used to complain about Jeno’s dad jokes but you were never on the receiving end of them. Humouring him you said, “Please enlighten me...dad.”

“I’m not really into that kinda thing, warrior. Anyway, it’s a depresso!” he laughed as if he had told the funniest joke in all of history.

As much as you hated it, you started laughing along amused by his sense of humour or lack thereof.

The Third Month

A few days after your encounter with Jeno at the cafe, the both of you swapped numbers. Jeno had wiggled himself into your routine, being the friend you needed despite the unwelcomed jokes.

You were on the way to Jeno’s house after he offered to cook for you. Jaemin still owned a piece of your heart but you were learning to love him in another way.

“Welcome Madame to our Michelin star restaurant! Our renowned chef Lee Jeno has prepared dinner for you!” Jeno opened the door to his apartment with a chef hat on his head while doing a little curtsy.

Trying to hold in your laughter, you followed his lead to the dining table. On the table sat two bowls of ramen with a boiled egg. You knew Jeno was kidding when he told you he could cook - Jaemin used to complain about it all the time. Regardless, you appreciated his efforts.

“I even went to the store just to buy eggs and I don’t even like eggs,” Jeno whined. You stared at him with surprise and confusion.

“You literally have gudetama keychains on every bag of yours. Of course, you’re one of those weirdos who love eggs,” he laughed it off as if it was a casual observation.

After a dinner filled with giggles and more jokes on Jeno’s end, the both of you settled on the couch to watch a movie. Without consulting you, Jeno set his computer before you. Within seconds, you realised that he had picked your all-time favourite, Marley and Me.

“How’d you know I love Marley and Me?” you could not recall ever mentioning your favourite movie to Jeno.

“Duh, I’m a mind reader,” Jeno deadpanned, “Ok fine, you posted a picture of a labrador pup a week ago so I guessed you’d like Marley and Me. Also, you cry all the time.”

As usual, movie night ended with you in tears. It felt cathartic to cry over something other than Jaemin but the movie only reminded you of the movie nights the both of you would have.

Seated on the couch and tucked under Jeno’s blankets, he held your chin up and stared into your eyes, “You’ll be alright, warrior.”

Finally, you started to believe that you would be alright.

The Fourth Month

That faithful movie night drew the both of you closer and you found yourself starting to become more reliant on Jeno. He noticed the littlest things and paid attention to detail. Jaemin only found out that you loved eating eggs a week before the breakup (he always assumed that you just found gudetama cute).

You knew that Jeno would never hurt you. Hell, he was allergic to cats but that did not stop him from adopting cats. That was exactly what terrified you. Jeno made you happy and you knew that being happy was one of the most terrifying things in the universe. Once you were happy, you knew it could be taken away from you.

And that was why you had been avoiding Jeno for a week, coming up with excuses such as being on your period, mourning the fifteen death anniversary of your pet lizard and every other ridiculous excuse you could think of.

Something had changed between you and Jeno. Initially, it had been shy glances then your heart started to beat faster when the both of your pinkies touched while reaching for popcorn. You knew you were screwed when you started to unironically giggle in response to his jokes (only because his smile was so damn contagious).

It was only a matter of time that Jeno would have had enough of your avoidance and confront you about it. You decided to clear your mind by walking over to Johnny’s.

Heaven had a funny way of bringing people together. Jeno was seated at your usual table as if he had expected you to appear.

You sat before Jeno, thinking of ways to start a conversation. What were you supposed to say? Hey I might just love you and that’s scary? What if he did not feel the same way?

Saving you from your thoughts, Jeno started, “I will keep the spiders.”

You stared at him bewildered, “Huh?” After a week of not talking, that was all he had to say?

Flustered, Jeno stammered, “I said, I will kill the spiders. I will walk to the store to buys eggs. I will boil them for exactly eight minutes, no more, no less, because that’s how you like them. I’ll try my best not to get annoyed when you make me wash the dishes. I will watch Marley and Me with you for a lifetime. I will stock up on tissues so you don’t have to use my blanket to wipe your tears. I will stop my dad jokes, sometimes. Or at least I promise to think of funnier ones to make you laugh. I will, albeit begrudgingly, let you fill my bed with gudetama soft toys even though they always end up on the floor in the morning. I will let you take my hoodie, not always, just whenever they get too small for me. I will love you. I will love you, warrior.”

[PM 8:56]

Dating Jaemin was a dream come true. He was the type of guy every girl wanted to spend the rest of their life with – charismatic, athletic, had a good sense of humour, owned a smile that could light up the entire world, a complete gentleman and showered you with endless love. Jaemin had every girl and guy on campus wrapped around his finger but he still remained grounded, sending a smile to everyone he saw. Despite how busy Jaemin was with his extra-curricular activities, he still took time out of his busy schedule to volunteer and spend time with you. Even your parents adored Jaemin and envied your relationship with him.

But that was the thing about Jaemin. He appeared so perfect in front of everyone else and it seemed as if he had everything sorted out. However, as much as you were enamoured by him, there was one thing about Jaemin that caused disagreements between the two of you – his intense insecurity. You swore that Jaemin was your soulmate and that you could never love another as much but he felt insecure more often than others and it made you wonder what you were doing wrong to make him feel that way. Whenever he spotted you smiling to anyone of the opposite gender, he would grow silent and appear dejected for the rest of the week. You could not find it within yourself to get upset with him because he never ever voiced out his displeasure and you knew that he only felt that way because he loved you so much.

On campus, Jaemin would always make an effort to show everyone that the both of you belonged with each other – keeping his arm wrapped around your shoulders when you walked in the hallways and stealing kisses whenever he had the opportunity to.

“Hey love, you’re coming for my game tomorrow right?” Jaemin whispered, resting his chin on your head. The both of you were cuddling on the couch watching The Little Mermaid. It was a tradition that the both of you started ever since Jaemin joined the school basketball team. The night before each important match, you would crash his house and watch The Little Mermaid, hoping the ease his nerves.

“Of course, Nana, I will never miss your matches for anything in the world,” you replied, turning around to kiss his cheek as you stared into his eyes. Jaemin’s eyes always held so much adoration for you and you were pretty sure your eyes mirrored the love in his own.

“But we’re playing against Jeno’s school. Will you be there to support him instead?” Jaemin asked, his voice uncertain. Jeno was one of your and Jaemin’s childhood friends but he attended a different school. Jaemin never really explicitly voiced out his insecurity but the look in his eyes revealed the genuine fear that there was a chance you did not love him as much as he hoped.

“How many times do I have to convince you that I’ll always be on your team?” Jaemin loved you so much and you felt the same so you had to take the opportunity to reassure him, “Whenever you’re winning, I’ll give you strength. I’ll cheer your name ‘cause I’ll always be on your team.”

After you had reassured Jaemin, the both of you returned to watching the movie with your hearts full of love.

“Wait, love. I know you’ll be there for me and only me but I wanted to give you this. Y-you don’t have to wear it to the game. It w-would be nice if you did… I guess,” Jaemin stood in front of you holding his basketball jacket up. He looked so shy and bashful you wanted to squeal. His varsity jacket had a large “13” printed on the back and anyone from around here would have known that the jacket belonged to star player Na Jaemin.

Kissing him on the cheek, you greeted him goodbye and made your way home.

He appeared to be this unbeatable, confident and suave boy to everyone else. Sure, he was all that but he was also human. Jaemin had lapses of insecurity and sometimes, he let it get the better of him. However, that only made you love him even more. He was someone with so much love to give and he definitely deserved to receive the same amount of love, if not more in return. You had the privilege of being the one he trusted, the one who proved to be a constant, loving him for who he was. With your patience and acceptance of his flaws, Jaemin let his guard down, revealing his vulnerability and so much more. Jaemin was a complete paradox - such a complex being with so many layers yet so simple, only wanting to love and be loved.

[PM 3:45]

Being Jaemin’s girlfriend meant that you attended all his games and cheered him on. Basketball was not something you personally fancied but the way Jaemin lead team huddles and directed his team members had you hooked. Throughout the entire game, your gaze was transfixed on the boy as he zig-zagged between the opposing team. Jaemin’s agility and speed left you speechless.

You sat between the rest of your schoolmates by the bleachers wearing Jaemin’s jacket, announcing to the world that you were there to support the star player. Whenever he successfully threw the ball through the hoop, Jaemin would search the crowd for you flashing you a bright smile. When he first laid his eyes on you that morning, it took him a moment before he realised that you wore his jacket. At that moment, the grin that spread across his face made the stares from everyone else worth it.

The two teams were tied and time was passing too quickly. Either team needed one more win to claim the champion title for the season. Everyone watched with bated breath, hanging off the edge of their seats. Knowing how much the game meant to Jaemin, you muttered a prayer under your breath.

“Just one more minute! Will any team be able to claim the champion title today?” the organisers got the crowds screaming in anticipation.

As the seconds went by, the crowd started cheering louder, hoping for their school to win.

To the untrained eye, Jaemin appeared completely calm and collected. However, you knew the boy inside out and from the slight twitch of his eyebrows, you could tell that he was frustrated.

To make things even more stressful, the organisers started to count down, “10!”

“9!”

“8!”

“7- OH! Captain Na Jaemin scores once again bringing his team the champion title!”

Everyone, including fans of the opposing team, stood up to applaud the athletes. The boys on the court immediately approached Jaemin to hug him but he gently pushed them away.

Jaemin ran towards you at full speed, ignoring his teammates. Jumping over the barricade separating the bleachers and the court, he appeared right in front of you.

Despite him panting and his fringe sticking to his forehead due to the sweat, he looked ethereal to you. Everyone else faded into the background. Staring into his bright eyes with pride and adoration, you congratulated him, “Good job Captain, you playe-”

Before you could complete your sentence, Jaemin tugged you to him by the collar of his jacket, kissing you on the lips.

Pulling away from your lips albeit reluctantly, he rested his forehead on yours whispering, “Nice jacket you’ve got there, love.”

There are days I wake up and I pinch myself You’re with me, not someone else And I’m scared, yeah, I’m still scared That it’s all a dream

7:50 AM. Your eyes fluttered open. In ten minutes, 0 mile, would be filling the room. Unlike other days, you woke up earlier than Jaehyun. Usually, he would get up earlier than you and prepare breakfast for you before rushing off for broadcasts. Today was a Monday which meant that Jaehyun did not have anything until NCT’s Night Night. It was only after you shifted around that you noticed the both of you had fallen asleep in each other’s arms.

You took this rare opportunity to admire Jaehyun’s face, unknowingly tracing out his features. The both of you first met when he was still a trainee and he decided to visit the little café you worked at even before the sun was up. You can still vividly recall the day he entered the empty café, sleepily ordering “one croissant and a regular caramel macchiato please.” Somehow, it became his daily routine to visit the café at exactly 5:05 AM  to order the same thing. It was only after visiting for a week that he started talking to you, making you look forward to work every day just to have a thirty-minute chat with the sleepy boy.

It only took you a month to completely fall for the boy in your arms. He would spend the mornings telling you about his rigorous training schedule which slowly evolved into exclusive news regarding his potential debut. Some days, he would enter completely exhausted from the non-stop training and on others, he would enter with a bright smile on his face, excited to sing to you the song he had been working on. Regardless, he left the café each morning with a wide smile, looking forward to the next morning. Of course, following his great debut, the frequency of his visits dwindled but that did not stop him from sharing his life with you as he turned to alternatives such as calling you when the other members were sleeping and texting you before music shows.

Here you were eight years down the road, sleeping in his arms. Despite the multitude of girls he met, be it from collaborations, music shows or even label-mates, Jaehyun reserved a special spot in his heart for you. How did you get so lucky? You probably saved thousands of lives in your previous life to be able to have him by your side. Growing up, you never believed in happily ever after or having prince charming sweep you off your feet but the boy with the sweetest voice and the cutest dimples chose you of all people. Of all the seven billion people on this planet, he wanted to spend his life with you. Maybe the coffee you made contributed to it but that’s beside the point. Being with Jaehyun was a dream come true that you did not know you even had. And you hoped you never would have to wake up from this dream.

“A penny for your thoughts, babe,” While you were reminiscing, you failed to notice that Jaehyun had woken up. Looking up from his lips, you stared into his brown eyes and you once again knew that he was the onefor you. Even though you had been together for almost three years, you found yourself falling in love with him all over again each day.

“Good morning to you too. I was just thinking about us…” You trailed off, choosing to focus your attention on his dimples instead.

Jaehyun instantaneously picked up on the words you left unsaid, “I can’t believe you still think you’re not good enough for me. I’m the one who doesn’t deserve you. I swear, I probably saved thousands of lives to have you… the best coffee maker in the whole of Korea.”

Although Jaehyun was teasing you, you could feel the sincerity radiating off of him as he lifted you chin up to give you a peck on the lips. Oh, you prayed that you would never have to wake up from this dream.

'Cause you still look perfect as days go by Even the worst ones, you make me smile I'd stop the world if it gave us time

8:06 PM You had decided to cook dinner for the two of you because Jaehyun whined about having to eat take out for the past week. Whatever your prince wanted, you tried your utmost best to deliver. Upon receiving your text in the morning promising his favourite pasta, he told you that he would be back at 7:30 PM.

Before you could text him, you heard the front door open, followed by a series of frustrated groans. Despite the deep furrow between his brows and the frown on his face, seeing him in the hoodie you bought him to celebrate his debut only made your heart flutter and warmth spread through your entire body. To think that this giant baby who was stomping towards you with his arms open was yours to keep.

His wrap his arms around you, nestling his nose in the crook of your neck, “I’m sorry I’m late baby, I was struggling to write lyrics for a song.”His whining only made your smile widen as you stroked his back comfortingly. Jaehyun may have been more than a head taller than you. But the way he mumbled in your shoulder, tightening his arms around you, made you feel as if you had the power to protect him from the world.

Wanting to reheat the food for Jaehyun, you tried to extract yourself from his hug, which failed terribly with Jaehyun trapping you within his arms.

“Jae, I have to heat the food up. Let go of me… please?” Jaehyun remained silent, keeping his arms around you. You figured that he was really affected by his inability to perform well at work today and sighed, letting him have his way.

It was only after five minutes of being in each other’s arms that Jaehyun whispered. “I’ll never let you go.”If he had been any softer, you definitely would not have heard him. But the house was silent safe for your beats beating synchronously. Jaehyun was not one to be very vocal about his feelings, making you treasure moments like these when he was vulnerable, trusting his heart in your hands.

Nothing had changed since the mornings at the café. No matter how he felt before meeting you, being in your presence changed everything and time seemed to stop whenever you were together. There was something about you that had the ability to make him smile, even on the worst days. You accepted him for his flaws and loved him the same. In that moment, Jaehyun promised himself that he would complete the song because you deserved the best and nothing less.

'Cause when you love someone You open up your heart When you love someone You make room

12:15 AM “Night Night!”

You had been waiting outside the radio station for Jaehyun to finish hosting. Being with someone like Jaehyun meant having dates at the most obscure hours and locations to avoid being sighted by the fans. In another universe where you had not met Jaehyun, you would probably be in bed sipping a cup of warm milk in preparation for bed. Thankfully, in this universe, he was yours.

Hearing Jaehyun’s voice get louder as he greeted Johnny, “night night”, you quickly hid the box you were holding behind your back. Your original plan had been to scare him by jumping onto his back or something along the lines of that. But the moment he stepped out of the station, in some hoodie and simple sweatpants, you found yourself rooted to the ground. You felt like a school girl meeting her crush all over again with your cheeks dusted with pink.

Jaehyun’s eyes instantly lit up when he spotted you standing there in one of his shirt, shyly avoiding his eyes. Aware of how he affected you, Jaehyun decided to tease you, “Oh Y/N! Are you here to visit Johnny?” There he was standing before you with his usual boyish grin, staring at you like you were the only girl in the world.

Knowing that you had the exact same effect on him, you quipped, “Yeah, I’m here to deliver his favourite croissant and bring him out on a date!”Watching his jaw drop in mock disbelief, made you chuckle out loud as you reached out for his hand, tugging him to the café that now belonged to the both of you.