"Hi, my love," Seungcheol greeted, his voice filled with warmth and affection. Jeonghan's heart skipped a beat at the sound, a rush of emotions overwhelming him. He couldn't contain his joy any longer and let out a soft, delighted squeal.
Seungcheol chuckled, his eyes sparkling with adoration as he handed Jeonghan the bouquet. "These are for you," he said, his voice filled with love. Jeonghan's cheeks flushed a rosy pink as he accepted the flowers, their sweet fragrance filling the air.
"Thank you, Seungcheol," Jeonghan whispered, his voice filled with gratitude. He leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to Seungcheol's cheek, feeling the warmth of his love radiating through their connection.
"Do you want to come in, while i put this in water?" Jeonghan invites Seungcheol inside, holding the door open with a welcoming smile. Seungcheol steps inside, taking in the cozy atmosphere of Jeonghan's apartment. As Jeonghan rushes off to get a vase for the roses, Seungcheol can't help but feel a sense of excitement and nervousness. He can't believe that he's finally going on a date with Jeonghan.
Jeonghan returns with a beautiful vase and carefully arranges the roses inside. Seungcheol watches in awe as Jeonghan's delicate hands work their magic. He can't help but admire Jeonghan's attention to detail and the way he takes care of everything around him.
As they sit down on the couch, Seungcheol can feel his heart racing. He's never been on a date with someone he likes this much before. Jeonghan's presence fills the room, and Seungcheol can't help but feel drawn to him.
Jeonghan turns around to see Seungcheol admiring the decorations in his living room. He smiles to himself, feeling grateful that he had taken the time to make his home feel cozy and inviting.
"Your place looks amazing," Seungcheol comments, turning to face Jeonghan."Thank you," Jeonghan replies, feeling a little shy under Seungcheol's gaze.
Seungcheol walks over to where Jeonghan is standing and takes his hand. "You look amazing too," he says, his eyes sparkling.
Jeonghan feels his cheeks heat up at the compliment. "Thank you," he says softly.
Seungcheol leans in and presses a gentle kiss to Jeonghan's lips. Jeonghan's heart flutters at the contact, and he can't help but smile into the kiss.
As they pull away, Seungcheol grins at Jeonghan. "Shall we go?" he asks, gesturing towards the door.
Jeonghan nods, feeling a little giddy with excitement. He can't wait to see where the night will take them.
Seungcheol and Jeonghan sat comfortably in Seungcheol's car, enjoying the ride as they made their way to their date venue. Jeonghan couldn't contain his excitement as he wondered where Seungcheol would take him for their special day.
"Are we there yet?" Jeonghan asked eagerly, his eyes darting around the passing scenery.
"We're almost there," Seungcheol replied with a smile, stealing a quick glance at Jeonghan before pulling up to the art gallery.
As they stepped out of the car, Jeonghan couldn't help but feel impressed by the stunning building before them. Seungcheol had truly outdone himself with this choice of venue. The two of them walked hand in hand, admiring the beautiful artwork on display as they enjoyed each other's company.
It was a perfect date, and Jeonghan couldn't be happier.
In the serene gallery, bathed in a hushed ambiance, Jeonghan couldn't help but be captivated by the sheer beauty that surrounded him. His voice barely above a whisper, he expressed his awe, "This is truly magnificent."
Seungcheol, sensing his partner's admiration, gently intertwined their fingers, their hands becoming a symbol of their shared appreciation.
Grateful for the lack of crowds, Seungcheol felt a sense of relief wash over him. In these rare moments of tranquility, he could immerse himself in the artwork without the prying eyes of others. It was a respite he cherished, as finding peace in such public spaces was often a challenge.
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Enlighten | JC
Romance"I think Daddy hates me," Jeonghan frowns looking at the ten-year-old child sitting beside him on the swing. The child tightly held a crumpled white paper in his hand, trying to wipe away the tears streaming down his cheeks. "Why?" Jeonghan asked. "...
