At an autumn night market, Jimin and Jungkook buy “truth lanterns” that only rise if you’re honest. The fair drifts to a hush; beyond the stalls a maple grove waits, glass jars holding tealights like starlight set on the ground. Between creek-sound and a ribbon of violin, small truths turn into something they can’t pretend away - wanting to be chosen offstage, choosing each other where no one’s watching.
Word Count: 5,456
Such a delicately romantic story, easily one of the best comfort stories here. Finished reading it with a sense of deep exhale and completeness.
Very much appreciated the slow unfolding, the little details, and most of all, the focus on loving the small and quiet version. In a world of much doing and little being, it was a relief to read about being chosen and loved in the quietness, in the being-ness, in the stillness of your true selves.
Allowing it all to simply exist in the shared space. Giving love space to breathe and shift things instead of fighting it or denying it.
Highly recommended.