A few weeks later, Maria bought me a bag of clothes. My clothes. I looked at her, confused.
"Am I supposed to be somewhere tonight?" I asked not remembering any schedule and she nodded.
"Yes you do, I need you to change into these clothes. Go get ready" she said with a quickness in her voice and I raised an eyebrow at her and she rolled her eyes at me.
"I'm the boss here, miss" I teased her playfully and she chuckled as she pushed me in the fitting room of the office and I changed into my vintage leather black jacket and took out my office wear and put on spare jeans that I had in my office. I came out and Maria looked at me putting her hands together happily.
"I like the vintage leather look, but I'd like to know where I am going" I said and she gave me my phone and puts it into my phone and pushes me to the door.
"Go to the basement parking, you'll know" she said and I squinted my eyebrows and went to the basement parking like she had informed me to.
I got out of the elevator and walked through the lobby to see a guy dressed in all black, his face covered by the helmet and on a motorcycle. Might I add a gorgeous motorcycle. The "guy" slid the visor of his helmet up, so that I could see the eyes. Eyes that I could very much recognise anywhere.
Surprised, I walked towards him as he sat mightily on the motorcycle, the crinkles of his eyes telling me he was smiling just as much as I was.
"What is all this!" I whisper screamed and I heard his chuckles through the helmet. "And god damn, where'd you get this beauty?" I asked, admiring the motorcycle.
"I have a few people here and there who own such beauties." He said and I chuckled as I looked back at him.
"Thought we could go around the city, with nobody capturing us. A little adventurous like you like it." he said, handing me another helmet, similar to his. I took the helmet and he buckled it on me. I got seated behind him, and held onto his shoulders at first.
"Settled?" he asked, with one of his softest voices, being contradictory to our entire attire and get up right now.
"Let's go!" I said excitedly and he cranked up the engine, the roar of the motorcycle echoing in the basement as we set off.
As we got onto wider roads, Dokyeom rode faster making me lean closer to him and hold onto his body tightly. The cool air of the city night swept past us, carrying away any remnants of stress or worry. I felt alive, free, and utterly content as we zoomed through the streets.
The city lights created a mesmerising panorama around us, and I couldn't help but admire the beauty. The low hum of the motorcycle engine merged with the distant sounds of the city, creating a soundtrack to our impromptu adventure.
We continued our ride, weaving through the city's vibrant streets, each turn adding another layer to our shared experience. The night unfolded, and as we eventually slowed down, I found myself not just holding onto Dokyeom for stability, but also for the sheer joy of being close to him.
Dokyeom drove up to our usual spot up the hill, where we had gone camping. We stopped at a silent corner, with a single light post making up all the glow for that area. As Dokyeom stopped, both of us let out a sigh of content, smiles spreading around our lips. I got down from the motorcycle and took off my helmet, and I looked at him with an unexplainable kind of rush in my body.
"That was crazy!" I said laughing looking at him with amusement and he nodded laughing along with me.
"I haven't done this in a while, feels good" he said, loosening up his arms, still seated on his motorcycle.
"You've done this before?" I asked, the rush adding a hint of jealousy in me questioning if he had done this with other girls.
"A few times, I like riding motorcycles, I did it alone with rental motorcycles before." he said and reached out for my hand tugging at it and pulling me closer and I could see a similar kind of rush in his eyes. "Now, I have you to do it with." he said, leaning forward and kissing me. Unlike all our first soft kisses, this seemed different, it had a lot more heat and hunger. Dokyeom scooted back on his seat and patted the space he had created, making me raise my eyebrows in surprise.
"What happened to my innocent baby? Who is this?" I teased getting on the seat, facing him, my legs going over his. Even in bed, we had never felt as intimate and high over emotions as we were feeling now. I was basically straddling him. He put his hands behind my waist with a smirk on his face. "I think you're liking this side of me"
"Oh, I am loving this side of you" I said with a proud expression and earned a wink for myself from him as I held onto his collar as I leaned in to kiss him this time.
Never in my entire life had I thought I would be making out in a silent spot with my boyfriend, that too on a motorcycle, but the experience was one to be remembered well. Dokyeom's hands roamed around my back, while mine explored his sharp face features.
The warmth of his kiss echoed the thrill of the motorcycle ride, and for a moment, the world around us ceased to exist.
As we pulled away, a mischievous glint appeared in Dokyeom's eyes. "You know, the view from here is stunning."
I raised an eyebrow, curious about what he had in mind. "What do you mean?"
He pointed towards the vast expanse below us. "The dim city lights and the light post. You know, sets up a mood for dance?"
I couldn't help but laugh at the unexpected proposal. "Dance? Here?"
"Why not?" he shrugged, his playful demeanour infectious. He took out his phone, played a soft melody, and held out his hand before the two of us got down from the motorcycle.
I hesitated for a moment before accepting his invitation, and there, under the solitary light post, we swayed to the music. The city lights twinkled below, and in that spontaneous dance, I felt a connection that transcended the ordinary, with our bodies held together by each other, so close.
We danced without a care, lost in the moment, the music, and each other. I tilted my head up a little to adore my lovely boyfriend as did he with affection and love pouring out his eyes. We swayed slowly, silent laughter came through us as we stumbled getting the steps right. It was a simple, beautiful act of spontaneity that added another layer to our shared memories. As the song faded, we stood there, caught between laughter and a quiet appreciation for the unplanned magic of the night. Dokyeom and I kept looking at each other for a few moments before I saw him gulp.
"I can't go another moment without saying it" he spoke, his voice a little shaky as my eyes widened.
"What?"
He took a deep breath before saying "I love you. I love you so much Hana" he spoke and let out a breath of relief as if he felt so much better after saying it.
My heart skipped a beat, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still. The silence between us intensified, each passing second charged with the significance of those three words. My mind raced, making me speechless.
"I- I love you" I answered with a smile spreading up my lips, and a breath of relief leaving me too.
Dokyeom smiled but squinted his eyebrows for a second before asking "Are you sure?" surprising me.
"What do you mean? Why would I say it otherwise?" I asked, my voice getting a little louder out of nervousness.
"You stuttered almost!" he pointed out and I looked at him with surprise.
"I was nervous. I am nervous." I said explaining it to him, both of our voices reaching a bit of a panic mode.
"Why are you nervous?" he questioned, his curiosity taking over.
"Who isn't nervous when they say 'I love you' for the first time?" I admitted, my vulnerability laying bare.
"I don't know, I thought you were sure about saying it," he replied eyes going wide
"I am! I am more than sure," I reassured, my eyes reflecting genuine honesty.
"Well, good, because I could cry if you weren't," he confessed, and we both nodded, and took a deep breath together making us chuckle lightly.
"God, I love you so much" he spoke as he wrapped me in a hug. Although we both knew we loved each other deeply, saying it out loud meant a lot different, felt a lot different. The feeling was new, it felt beautiful, it felt comfortable.
"Now I can finally call you my lover" I said and he chuckled, his eyes closing like everytime. I pecked his cheeks as he hugged me close.
In our very own private spot, in our comfort times, we both had made a new loving memory to cherish.
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