[BTS Jung Hoseok] Mr. Jung, your dew elf, please check it out

"When the clock reaches two o'clock in the morning, not everyone is asleep."

"Having the habit of enduring pain alone in the dead of night"

"You don't need to be like this in front of me"

"I am so happy to be with you, every word you say is like a word of love"

"Hoseok is my big baby"

"It's beautiful, it's what my heart wants, it's about you. 』

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The hour and minute hands overlap and then separate again. They pass through zero and go to the next stop.

When the clock reaches two o'clock in the morning, not everyone is asleep.

The curtains were not drawn, and even the lights were turned on. It was late at night, long after early morning.

The man was sitting on the sofa with his legs hunched over, bending over and pressing his calves.

The man's figure seemed a bit small in the wide space.

Very painful, sore and bloated.

The feeling of soreness and swelling is not severe in an instant, but gradually gradually and gradually amplifies in a vague way. It is a continuous and uninterrupted pain.

Zheng Hoseok was awakened by pain in his sleep just now, and his sleep consciousness became shallower and shallower until he was completely awake.

I adjusted my position several times to rub my legs. It felt better, but it was still uncomfortable.

How many nights like this.

Sitting alone on the sofa.

Looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows to see the city at night and the lights of high-rise buildings, I silently endured the pain caused by my injuries.

I fell asleep when I was in pain, and I felt better when I fell asleep. In my sleep, I forgot what the pain felt like when I was awake.

I don't know when there was an extra person next to me, and the air became no longer cold.

Bingyue attached her hand to Zheng Hoseok's calf, and Zheng Hoseok only felt a crystalline gas flowing on it, gradually warming up and surrounding it.

He bared his teeth and couldn't help but groan, feeling particularly painful, and subconsciously held Bingyue's hand.

Slowly, the uncomfortable swelling and pain faded away, and he lay down on the sofa and took a deep breath.

"It hurts, doesn't it?"

I am used to suffering alone in the dead of night.

I always tell myself that I can just endure it and it will be over, and I fall asleep numb from the pain.

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

How could Bingyue not know what kind of pain he was enduring.

A person who practices dance all year round and often performs complex, difficult, and trivial dances;

It’s not just a single dance, but also singing and interaction. Every stage has to sing and dance several songs in a row;

Basically, there are very few pauses from beginning to end.

There must be more than one such injury.

She smoothed the broken hair on the man's forehead: "You don't need to be like this in front of me. I was not able to participate in your past, but I will be with you in the future."

He rested his head on Bingyue's shoulder, sniffing the fragrance there: "It hurts. I woke up from the pain. The pain was so tight that I couldn't fall asleep again."

The girl's face was very close, and those eyes were looking at him, showing distress and love.

Zheng Hoseok stretched out his hand to trace Bingyue's eyebrows and kissed her forehead, nose and lips;

Finally, he took her hand and pulled her close to kiss the back of it.

Tell her your feelings directly.

How lucky he was that Bingyue flew into his home.

At first, Bingyue's eyes widened, obviously not expecting Zheng Hoseok to kiss her so openly.

Although this man had always kissed her before, he had always been shy.

But then she was immersed in the sweetness he gave her.

"Bingyue, I am so happy to be with you. Every word you say is like a word of love."

"I like Bingyue very much, love and cherish her very much."

"Me too, Hoseok is my big baby."

As long as you are by my side, no matter what I do, I can experience a different feeling;

Those sides that are hidden in corners and are not easily revealed are no longer always suppressed and hidden in front of you, and your heart has a place to belong and have support.

They fell asleep cuddling each other and slept until dawn.

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Today is a special day in his life.

He is about to get married to his beloved girl and approach the wedding hall hand in hand.

Bingyue wore a white off-shoulder wedding dress and walked towards him under the guidance of her elders.

Relatives and friends present gave them warm applause.

They kissed and vowed to exchange wedding rings on the white and pure beach, and leaned against each other under the sea breeze.

"Mr. Jung Hoseok, do you want this woman to be your wife and enter into a marriage contract with her? No matter whether you are poor or rich, or for any other reason, you will love her and be loyal to her until the end of your life?"

"I am willing!"

"Ms. Bingyue, do you want this man to become your husband and enter into a marriage contract with him? No matter whether you are poor or rich, or for any other reason, you will love him and be loyal to him until the end of your life?"

"I am willing!"

"Ask the groom to kiss the beautiful bride."

Lifting up his veil, he cherished a kiss on Bingyue's lips.

Huh?

Why are these images gradually becoming blurry and getting farther and farther away from him?

Zheng Hoseok began to get nervous, and a chill flashed through his heart, fearing loss.

Why is this happening?

At the same time, Zheng Hoseok felt that he was becoming more and more awake, as if he was breathing another person's breath, and there seemed to be a hand playing with his eyelashes.

Slowly opening his eyes, he found his beloved girl in his arms. The girl looked at him intently and counted his eyelashes.

They were not in their respective bedrooms but on the couch.

It was daybreak now, where they had fallen asleep cuddled together a few hours before, drifting off into sleep.

It turned out that it was just a dream of his own. Fortunately, she was by his side.

In fact, Zheng Hoseok had had such a dream more than once, a dream related to the ice moon.

Many times in the middle of the night he dreamed about her.

Did this man have a beautiful dream? He kept a smile on his lips: "My Hoseok, did you have a beautiful dream?"

"It's beautiful. It's what my heart wants. It's about you."

After finding a more comfortable position and pillowing her head in his arms, she wanted to continue...

Well……

Her lips were gagged.

"I'll tell you next time, huh? Okay?"

Zheng Hoseok had thought about it, he wanted to give Bingyue a surprise.

Prepare to confess to her, then propose to her, and say marryme to Bingyue.

At that time, he told her that he had dreamed about them walking into the wedding hall, thinking and dreaming about it.

She held Zheng Hoseok's face and pecked his lips twice: "Okay, tell me next time."

The days that followed seemed to return to normal, back to busy work.

Bulletproof's world tour is on the agenda, and Bingyue will continue to devote her energy to the agency.

This means that the two of them have to separate again, although they are both reluctant to be separated for a while.

However, you can contact us by mobile phone and talk on the phone.

In short, I will always think of each other in my heart and wait for the next time we get together.

They will always be together.