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chap 19:- The wait & the will

Author's POV:
The morning after had dawned with an unusual stillness. It wasn't the quiet of peace; rather, it was the kind of stillness that fills a room after a storm. That awkward, waiting tension that hangs in the air, making even the most mundane tasks feel like they carry monumental weight. Y/N woke up to the sound of her phone buzzing relentlessly.

Text messages from the group chat filled her screen, but they weren't the usual playful banter. No, this time, there was something more-something new. Everyone knew what had happened. Everyone knew what was about to happen next.

But Y/N wasn't ready for it. Not yet.

Y/N's POV:
I sat on the edge of my bed, my phone gripped tightly in my hands as I stared at the screen. There was an overwhelming sense of uncertainty swirling inside me. The kiss. His words. How could I not think about it? But I couldn't let myself get caught up in it, not when everything was so complicated.

I hadn't even had a chance to process my feelings. I was still dealing with everything-being in Seoul, the drama, my accidental casting, and now this?

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. There was no way I was ready to face him today.

I typed a quick message to Se-Jeong, hoping to find some clarity:
"We need to talk. I'm freaking out."

Before I could even think of sending it, the doorbell rang.

Ji Chang-Wook's POV:
It had been a long night. Not in the way most people would think, though. I didn't sleep much-mostly, I just kept replaying that moment. The kiss.

Her lips, soft against mine, the way she responded, the way she pulled away. She hadn't pulled away from me in the way a person might from an awkward or forced kiss.

She'd been hesitant, sure, but she hadn't rejected me. That gave me hope.

But the hope was bittersweet. There was a part of me that knew this was all happening too fast, too soon. I had to give her time.

When I arrived at her apartment, I knocked lightly. No answer. I knocked again, this time a little louder.

I couldn't just leave her hanging, not when she had to know how much I cared about her.

Y/N's POV:
The knock at the door was unmistakable. I hadn't been expecting anyone-not him. I froze for a moment, unsure of how to handle it.

Why was he here? Did he expect me to open up and tell him everything? Was it really as easy as he made it seem?

But I couldn't avoid him forever. With a reluctant sigh, I opened the door.

There he was, standing in the hallway, his presence almost magnetic. He didn't say anything at first, just stood there looking at me, and I could feel his gaze searing into me, making me feel exposed.

"Hi," he said softly. "Can we talk?"

Ji Chang-Wook's POV:
I could tell she was nervous. The way she stood there, the way her fingers twitched like she didn't know what to do with them.

I smiled slightly, hoping to ease her. "It's okay," I said. "I won't make it weird."

She opened the door wider, and I stepped in, my heart racing slightly faster than I wanted to admit. She led me to the living room, and we both sat down, the silence hanging thick between us.

I didn't want to rush her. "You don't have to say anything right now. But I just wanted you to know that last night... I meant it."

Y/N's POV
I swallowed hard, my mind struggling to catch up with what he was saying. The kiss... He meant it.

I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out. It wasn't that I didn't want to talk. It was that I wasn't sure what to say. I didn't want to hurt him.

"I... I don't know what to say," I finally admitted. "I didn't expect any of this. Not from you, not from me..."

He leaned forward, his gaze intense but warm. "You don't have to have all the answers, Y/N." He reached out and gently touched my hand. "I'm not asking you to know everything right now. Just... that you know I'm here."

The touch was gentle, almost intimate in its sincerity.

I felt the weight of his words, the gravity of the situation sinking in deeper. But even so, my heart was racing. It wasn't a feeling of fear-it was anticipation.

I pulled my hand back slightly, not out of discomfort, but because I knew this was the moment. The moment I needed to face it. "I just... I don't know if I'm ready for this."

Chang-Wook's POV:
I wasn't going to rush her. I knew this wasn't something that could happen in a single conversation. It was a slow burn, not an explosion.

"I get it," I said softly. "I'm not going anywhere, okay? Whenever you're ready... I'll be here."

Her eyes softened, and for a brief moment, I could see a flicker of something-something beyond the confusion, something more real.

She nodded slowly, but didn't say anything else. I didn't press it. I stood up, ready to leave, but not without giving her one last look. "Take your time, Y/N. You don't have to rush anything."

I walked toward the door, but before I stepped out, I turned back to her. "And hey, I meant what I said last night. I really do care about you."

I didn't wait for her response. I just walked out.

Y/N's POV:
I watched him leave, my mind still reeling from the conversation. It felt like my heart was being pulled in different directions. I wanted to be with him, but I wasn't sure how to navigate this new part of my life. Everything was happening so fast.

I sank back into the couch, my fingers still tingling from where he'd touched me. I wasn't ready for this. But somehow, deep down, I knew I couldn't turn back now.

To be continued.....