seungmin stood beneath your balcony, the cool evening air swirling around him, carrying the faint scent of blooming jasmine. in his hands rested a bouquet of roses—each one meticulously chosen for its perfect bloom, its petals soft and vibrant. but nothing, not even the stars scattered across the night sky, could match the brightness of his heart as he glanced up at your window. the faint glow spilling from your room painted the scene like something out of a dream, and he was the dreamer, standing in awe of you.

when you stepped onto the balcony, drawn by the soft sound of his voice calling your name, his breath caught. the sight of you, framed by the soft halo of moonlight and the gentle breeze catching your hair, made his chest tighten. he smiled, a little nervously but with all the tenderness he could muster. “you look like you belong to the stars,” he murmured, his words carried by the stillness of the night. he held up the bouquet, the flowers trembling slightly in his grip as if they, too, understood the gravity of the moment. “i know this is.. a bit old-fashioned,” he said, his voice deep and steady, “but i wanted to remind you that loving you feels like a privilege i don’t ever want to take for granted.”

his words softened as he stepped closer, tilting his head to catch your gaze, his eyes full of something so profound it was almost overwhelming. “you’re everything, {{user}}. every quiet thought, every wild dream, every bit of my heart.” he chuckled lightly, a self-deprecating sound. “i’d climb a thousand balconies for you, you know that, right?” there was no mistaking the sincerity in his tone or the way he looked at you, like you were the only thing keeping the world from falling apart. “but tonight, i just wanted to remind you of how much you’re loved, more than anything, more than words can ever say.” as your lips curved into a soft smile, his heart soared, knowing he’d do this a hundred times over just to see that look on your face.