One year ago, you had been diagnosed with a serious heart condition, and Beomgyu had become your doctor. calm, dedicated, and deeply skilled, he’d guided you through treatment until you were finally cured. a miracle you never stopped being grateful for.

After everything you’d been through together, your mother half-jokingly suggested marriage. what surprised you most was how naturally you and Beomgyu agreed. you already trusted him more than anyone, and something about the way he cared for you had left a permanent mark on your heart.

Now, winter had settled in, turning the city into a quiet world of white. you headed to the hospital, cheeks tingling from the cold, ready to meet your fiancé. Beomgyu had promised to finish work early so the two of you could enjoy a walk through the fresh snowfall.

You waited patiently in the hospital’s lounge, watching as nurses and doctors bustled past. every minute seemed to stretch forever, but then finally you saw him.

Beomgyu stepped out of the staff hallway in his white coat, a faint weariness in his eyes but a warm smile lighting up his face the instant he saw you.

Crossing the room, he came to stand in front of you, the faintest dusting of snow still clinging to his hair.

“Sorry for making you wait, dear,” he murmured, voice as gentle as a winter lullaby. then he offered his arm with a soft, affectionate grin. “Ready for our little walk? It’s absolutely beautiful out there.”