RapMonster- Long Lost Love.
I looked in the mirror and adjusted my hat on my head. I'm very bored so I decided to take a walk. I dressed warm in a sweater dress, cashmere tights, and my winter boots. I wrapped a scarf around my neck and grabbed my mittens. I put them on and headed out the door. I was immediately hit with the cold air. I looked into the distance and saw the sun setting. It looked so pretty. The sky was purple with a orange tint on the horizon. I continued walking. I looked up at the scattered clouds above. It was supposed to snow. Maybe it will snow a bit later. Lost in thought, I unconsciously walked to the park. There was no one here. I should've known. It's quite late. But someone caught my eye. It was a man with blonde hair sitting on a park bench. He was looking at the frozen lake below. "Namjoon?" I called. NAMJOON'S POV: It's nice to be back home. I've been gone for a while. I was gone for school. Getting my Masters in music isn't as easy as I thought. I have one more year to go but I thought I could visit home to get inspired. I didn't have anything better to do. I have been at my parents house and I was bored. So I decided to go for a walk. I stopped at the park I used to play at when I was younger. Then I remember her...... I miss her. A bit too much. She was my best friend. We used to do everything together. Then I left. I used to talk to her alot during my freshman and sophomore year but we lost touch because of how busy we both were with school. I regret it everyday. I sigh and look at the frozen lake below. Somehow this lake signified our friendship. It was once flowing smoothly but external influence caused it to stop moving. I shook my head. I sound silly. Maybe I should visit her but....I doubt she'd want to see me. "Namjoon?" I hear a familiar voice behind me say. It sounded more mature but I knew who is was. "(Y/N)?" I turned to see her standing behind me. She smiled brightly and brought her gloved hand to her mouth. I stood up and she walked over. "Oh my god. It is you!" She hugged me tightly and I hugged back; feeling nostalgic. "How have you been, (Y/N)-sshi?" I asked her. I pulled back and looked down at her. She grown so much. She's a bit taller, her hair is longer and her features have matured. "I've been good. Thanks for asking. But enough about me! How have you been? We haven't talked in so long." She says, sitting next to me on the bench. "I've been fine. Nothing has changed. I'm getting my Masters in music. I just have one more year then I can come back home and try to become a musician." I told her. "Wow! Look at you. Mister Up and Coming Artist!" She gushed. I laughed slightly. I feel so at peace. I've been gone for a while. This feels right. "I guess so." I muter, sheepishly. "Don't be so modest. I've heard your stuff. It's pretty good." She says. "You have? How?" I ask, shocked. "Well, there is this thing called YouTube, Joonie." She teases. I shake my head at the nickname she gave me back in highschool. I can't believe she still remembered it. "I'm glad you liked it..." I look off, blushing a bit. The moonlight glimmered on the lake below. It looked nice. I looked back up to see her looking at the lake too. The moonlight reflected from the lake to her eyes. It made them look even more beautiful. YOUR POV: I was so happy to see Namjoon after all these years. I missed him. And I still had feelings for him. Even from back in high school. I've never stopped loving him. I even had trouble dating other guys because of my feelings. Back then, I wanted to tell him but I didn't want to hold him back from his dream. But....I don't think I can hide my feelings any longer. I have to tell him. "Uh...Namjoon?" I looked up at the horizon. The city lights played with the moonlight and complimented each other. "Yeah?" His deep voice broke through the air. "You know we have been friend for as long as we can remember, right?" I ask, getting nervous. "Yeah? What's wrong?" He turns to look at me. "Listen....I don't want you to give up on your dreams but I must tell you this..." he looked at me, anxiously. "What is it?" He asked. "I'm in love with you... I always have. I just never told you. I wanted to tell you on that day seven years ago but...I didn't want to hold you back from achieving your goal. I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I was the cause of your unfulfillment." I sniffled. "Don't worry about that." He took my chin in his hands. "I feel the same...I have felt this way ever since our senior year but I didn't tell you because....I was afraid of being rejected." "You feel the same?" He nodded. Leaning in, he brought my chin in and placed his lips on mine. I kissed back, sighing slightly. We kissed softly. I felt soft flutters on my skin. We broke apart and looked up. Snow started cascading downward from above. I smiled slightly and felt them land on my eyelashes gently. I looked up at Namjoon and saw that he was already looking at me. He smiled, showcasing that dimple I fell in love with. "But...what about your masters degree?" I asked. "I will still get it. But I will come back. For you." He smiles. "I love you, (Y/N)." "I love you too, Namjoon." I smiled.