✈︎ restaurant

@park chaeyoung his digits glide over his cap, then he proceeds to remove the accessory. he gently places it on the table and ruffles his strands to create a less messy look. his lips maintain the delighted smile. god, he still wonders how such a beautiful woman is in front of him. simple words from her makes his heart dash in excitement—who knew a man like him could be such a romantic?

“i’m honestly great, and i come here as much as you do.” he emits a small laugh, eyes forming crescents from that gesture. he rests his hand on top of the table, fingers tapping against the furniture as an invitation for hers to collide with. “i missed you, babe. honestly, two days is far too long,” the softness in his voice persists. call him cheesy but two days feel like torture. their schedules has been racking lately, and not being able to see his beloved felt devastating. if only they could brighten each other’s worlds by staying together, they know they shouldn’t, especially with the recent news. he can only wish for now, to be able to hold her hand in the public without disturbance, or even allow themselves to meet without the obstacles of avoiding media. he’ll do anything for this woman, and he wants the people to know that.

it feels like a love story, and jaebum would love to replay and watch it repeatedly. love was a forbidden topic to him; with his job in the way, he never thought about such an idea. somehow and someway, fate decided to bring them together. now, he doesn’t know what to do without chaeyoung. his heart jumps with glee whenever he sees her texts, even he shouts in content from a simple selfie on her social media. he full-heartedly admits that chaeyoung is the reason why he is powering through whatever tasks he is put up with. she makes him feel emotions that has never been visited before. he wants to keep it that way.

his heart pounds an extra from her mentioning his work, “you’ve really been listening to my recent album?” he repeats with a tint of surprise. he never knew being able to show his masterpieces to his beloved could feel so exciting. “yeah, we have a comeback coming soon in a few months. jackson has been helping me lately,” he nods and brightens his looks with another grand smile. “i miss seeing you there too. i’m surprised that you don’t get bored from looking at me mumbling words to myself.”

@im jaebum “indeed i am,” she answers playfully, her eyes lighting up and a smile making its way onto her face the moment he enters the private room. even nearly three years into their relationship, he still makes her heart flutter just at his entrance. he’s built a home for himself within her soul. even just calling out his name has her tasting the sweetness of his personality on her tongue and butterflies immediately bury themselves into her stomach.

“how about you? you come here often?” she asks, a playful gleam evident in her eyes as she rests her face on her hands and uses the table to support herself. “i missed you. i know it hasn’t even been two days, but...” she trails off, shrugging at him with a nonchalant grin as her mind wanders off to a distant worry. if anyone heard them right now, both of them would be in huge trouble(—knetz already hated dating enough and they were going crazy with the announcement of jisoo’s engagement to jongin—)but rosé could care less. she would let it happen because jaebum is all she's ever wanted.

being with jaebum brought her more contentment than she’d ever imagined; she’s experienced highs she’s never known and rosé refuses to deny herself of her happiness any longer. falling in love with jaebum was the most exhilarating experience in her entire life. the way he makes her feel is beyond any language and rosé is sure about one thing — she's right where she's supposed to be.

her attention flickers back to her beloved. “i keep listening to defsoul songs on repeat lately. i’m assuming you’ve been cooped up in your studio these days to release a new album? bring me there sometime! i miss just ogling at you as you work.”

@park chaeyoung the ring echoes throughout his studio. he clicks away from his work to answer it. his phone screen brightens with a contact name that he regular visits, and it happens to be at an odd time. he knows what it meant though.

[outgoing text to ( chaechae ) ]
- where did u find that??
- icb u know my schedule more than i do...
- im omw
- xoxo

with a swift lift, he pats his locks down in order to neatly fit his cap on top, then he grabs his trench coat that rested on his desk. he slips out a black mask that was squished in his pocket, quickly putting it on while he exits the building. the night is busy as always. the cars honk, the people buzz, and the streets fill. slowly, he steps down and blends in with the incoming crowd. his hands reach on top to push the accessory down further to cover his face.

the couple do this far more often than they should. it’s to the point where anyone could say it’s unnecessary. the male couldn’t simply out their relationship. the past year has been a mess for rosé’s group, and it is his duty to not taint it further. though, their history contains more hidden detail—only both of them know.

their hangout is visible now. he pushes his body against the door, the tune releasing at his entrance. he takes his cap off and lowers the mask to his chin, gently smiling at their older lady who gestures him towards their room. the woman is probably tired of them coming in with masks and hats, especially at the weirdest times of the day. he wishes that he could apologize, but the time isn’t right yet. he enters the area, his eyes immediately looking at the awaiting lady. “chaeyoung,” he speaks softly and slumps on a seat. “here again?”

@im jaebum [ outgoing text from < chaeyoung > to < jaebum >
- so i heard you didn’t have schedules tmo :o
- meet me at our place :D
- xoxo ]

after double-checking that her text sent, rosé tucks her phone back inside the pocket of her woolen coat. hiding behind a random building’s pillar, she stops and readjusts the cap on her head and the scarf covering everything below her nose. perfect. she peeks out from behind pillar and quickly submerges herself in the bustling hongdae crowd, camouflaging with ordinary citizens ready to have the night of their lives. after over two years of sneaking out of the dorm and hiding between shadows, rosé can confidently say she could even go without her disguise that honestly draws more attention than necessary.

she stops in front of a tiny restaurant door hidden in the alleyways. if one blinked, they’d probably miss the cozy family-owned restaurant where got7’s im jaebum had taken newly-debuted blackpink’s park chaeyoung to. she opens the door, the familiar chime announcing her presence and takes off her hat and scarf. “hello auntie,” she smiles at the older lady who’s probably sick of having her over, “the usua—“ but the old lady knows the couple by heart now and has already ushered her into the usual room.

now all she has to do is wait.