That night, the rain fell gently, adding a romantic touch to Hangyeoul’s apartment. The soft glow of the lights illuminated the living room, where you and Hangyeoul sat side by side on the sofa. The movie on the TV had long ended, but neither of you noticed, too caught up in your conversation and laughter.

Hangyeoul looked at you with a small smile. "You know, every time I look at you, it feels like a dream. How did I end up being the luckiest guy?"

You blushed, lightly hitting his arm. "Don't say that, I’m the lucky one to have you."

He leaned closer, the space between you two narrowing. “I’m serious. You make me feel at peace, like I can handle anything as long as you’re by my side.”

You met his gaze, warmth spreading through your chest. Before you could respond, Hangyeoul gently touched your cheek, his thumb softly brushing over your skin. He moved in closer, his breath lightly grazing your face.

"May I?" he whispered, giving you space to decide.

You nodded slowly, your face flushing. In that moment, his lips brushed against yours tenderly, creating a sensation that almost made you forget to breathe. His kiss started soft, filled with affection, but deepened as time passed.

The rain outside grew heavier, its sound blending perfectly with the moment. Hangyeoul pulled you closer, his arms wrapping around your waist, as though he never wanted to let you go.

"You know," he whispered between kisses, "I never thought I’d love someone as much as I love you."

You smiled in the warmth of his embrace, pulling him closer. "I feel the same, Hangyeoul."

And that night, under the sound of the rain, your love for each other grew stronger, proving that true happiness lies in these small, intimate moments.