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Synopsis: Taehyung and Y/N's marriage is built on mutual respect and love.
However, Taehyung's growing insecurity about his writing and his obsession with his work begin to strain their relationship.
As his creative pursuits start to ove...
The campus was quiet, only sound being the rustling of leaves in the gentle breeze.
The sun was setting, casting a warm orange glow over the deserted walkways.
It was past college hours, and most students had already headed home, leaving the campus feeling empty and still.
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Y/N walked alone, her footsteps echoing off the buildings as she made her way across the quad.
Suddenly, she spotted Taehyung leaning against his car, a playful smile dancing on his lips. He had an oversized coat he wore, the fabric draping around him like a cozy cloud. As he stepped a bit forward, the coat shifted, revealing a book tucked away inside, its cover peeking out like a secret waiting to be unveiled.
Y/N's heart skipped a beat, and a huge smile spread across her face,
Taehyung's expression shifted to one of fluttery, his eyes sparkling with a mix of nervousness and anticipation. He took a tentative step forward, his body language radiating a playful energy, as if he were saying, "I've got something for you."
As they began to walk towards each other, an unspoken conversation unfolded between them. She pointed to her watch, her brows furrowing in a playful inquiry.
He responded with a sheepish grin, raising his hands in a mock shrug, as if to say, "What can I say?"
Their eyes sparkled with mischief and warmth, each gesture and expression weaving a tapestry of connection that needed no words. Her laughter bubbled up, and his smile widened, his cheeks flushing slightly as he felt the thrill of the moment.
When they were finally close enough to reach out and hold each other, his hand slipped into his coat, and with a flourish, he revealed the book, presenting it to her like a treasure.
Y/N's eyes widened as she read the title of the book, her heart racing with excitement. In a burst of joy, she leaped towards him, ready to wrap her arms around him in a spontaneous embrace. But just before she could reach him, he gently stopped her, a playful glint in his eyes. With a soft smile, he sank to his knees, carefully opening the book in front of him. Nestled within the pages was a velvet box, its rich fabric contrasting beautifully with the book's worn edges. He lifted the box top, revealing a stunning ring inside. The design was exquisite, shaped like a graceful whale, with a sparkling small diamond glimmering , catching the last rays of the setting sun.
"Y/N," he began, his voice steady yet filled with emotion. "My words may come across like a TV drama, but feel my words - the words of a romantic novel writer to his lover. When you hear my heartbeat, you give me new life; you give me new birth. I can hear your heartbeat away too, and I've been losing my mind. I've been craving my shine.
