For a long moment, neither of them moved, the world around them slipping away. The sound of the music, the laughter from the ballroom below, seemed to fade as they stood there, suspended in time.
The city lights flickered beneath them, but all Jisoo could see was him. The man who had been so distant, so controlled, now standing before her with his guard down...vulnerable, lost, and yearning.
"Taehyung..." Her voice barely broke the silence, but it was enough. He looked at her then, his expression conflicted, as if he didn't know whether to let his emotions spill out or to hold them back.
She could feel the pull between them, an invisible thread drawing them closer, despite all the barriers that existed between them. Her heart pounded louder in her chest, and before she could think, she found herself taking a step forward. Her body moved almost on its own, guided by the longing she hadn't fully acknowledged until now.
His hand tightened around hers, and with that subtle shift, the world seemed to narrow down to just the two of them. The softest of smiles tugged at the corner of Taehyung's lips, but it was laced with uncertainty, as if he were afraid of crossing a line that couldn't be uncrossed.
"Jisoo," he whispered again, his voice thick with emotion. "You don't have to-"
But before he could finish, she reached up, her fingers gently brushing against his jawline, urging him to stop. She wanted to say something, anything...but the words got lost in the flood of emotions rising within her.
Instead, she leaned in, closing the distance between them. The kiss was slow, hesitant at first, as if both of them were unsure whether this was the right moment or the right thing to do. But as their lips met, the uncertainty melted away, replaced by something more powerful. It wasn't rushed, but rather, a gentle exploration of feelings that had been simmering for too long.
Taehyung's hand moved to her back, pulling her closer as if afraid she might slip away. The kiss deepened, his lips moving against hers with a tenderness that contrasts with the storm of emotions inside them both. His touch was firm, but there was an underlying gentleness that spoke volumes of the care he had tried so hard to hide.
Jisoo's hands found their way to his chest, her fingers trembling slightly as they brushed against the fabric of his suit. She could feel his heartbeat, steady and strong, beneath her palm. It was a quiet reminder that, despite everything, despite the complications, the uncertainties, they were here, together, in this moment.
When they finally pulled away, the air between them was thick with the weight of what had just transpired. Neither of them spoke at first. Instead, they stood there, faces inches apart, both trying to catch their breath, both grappling with the realization that what had started as a simple dance was now something far more significant.
Taehyung looked at her, his expression unreadable. "I..." His voice trailed off, unsure of how to explain what had just happened. There were so many things left unsaid, so many emotions that were still tangled and unresolved.
Jisoo, feeling her own heart racing, simply smiled softly. "Don't say anything," she whispered, her voice steady but filled with warmth. "I understand."
For the first time, she truly did.
The moment lingered in the air between them, both of them silently acknowledging the shift that had taken place, not just in the night, but in their relationship.
Whether or not they were ready to face it, they both knew that this was just the beginning of something neither of them could turn away from.
The drive back from the ball was quiet, both of them lost in their thoughts, their minds replaying the moments that had unfolded on the balcony. The kiss, the way their bodies seemed to align, the raw intensity of emotions that neither had fully acknowledged before, it all lingered between them like an unspoken question.

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FanfictionA story of arrange marriage wherein the famous cold forty-two year old CEO of Hyung's put up a condition in front of the twenty-eight year old goddess of Bliss who can't seem to escape from it. From hating to loving each other both found themselves...