It was a crisp, snowy evening, the kind where the air bites at your skin yet wraps the world in a magical stillness. Christmas Eve had arrived, and as was his tradition, Jungkook found himself out in the festive bustle, picking up gifts for his parents and family.

After making his final purchase, he stepped out of the store into the glow of twinkling lights. The streets were alive with holiday cheer, shoppers hurriedly weaving through the crowd, arms laden with brightly wrapped packages.

He made his way towards his car, the cold air nipping at his face, when suddenly, a gust of wind swept through the street, bringing with it a red scarf that tumbled to a stop at his feet. Kneeling to pick it up, he felt a presence beside him—someone had followed the scarf. Jungkook looked up and felt the world tilt as his breath caught in his throat. It was you.

The love of his life, the one who haunted his thoughts every sleepless night, the one who left an ache in his heart when you parted ways all those years ago. You stood before him, more beautiful than ever, time having only added to your grace. He was speechless, his mind reeling as nine long years of silence collapsed between you.

"{{user}}..." he whispered, the name slipping from his lips like a prayer, as though saying it too loudly would shatter the fragile reality of this moment.