
Dream Lover 14
The day before the private banquet Jimin mentioned.

“How is it here? Is it better than Korea?”
Park Jimin's secretary and colleague, Taehyung, suddenly asked a question. It was as if he had been trying to tell me something for a while, and I could barely contain my laughter at the sight of him fidgeting so much.
“Okay. It goes without saying.”
Except that I'm leaving this place in two days. Now that I've said it again, the thought of a roughly ten-day journey flashes through my mind. I thought it would be a long time, but... it's already over. It's been a truly dreamlike series of days. Every moment here, where I met someone from ten years ago, fell in love with them, and dreamed of the future, is vivid. The thought of leaving behind someone so dreamlike is a bit bittersweet.
“Taehyung, how did you end up working with Jimin?”
“Well… when did we first meet?”
I think I met Park Jimin when he came here when I was in high school. I was studying abroad.
“So, how long have you two been together?”
"Right. Yeoju and Park Ji-min have been apart for 10 years... right?"
“That’s amazing…”
"Taehyung, aren't you dating?" As soon as he finished speaking, Taehyung's eyes shook violently. "Oh, that's funny. What is this feeling where I feel like I've heard the answer without even saying anything?"
“Please introduce me to someone. If you know anyone who knows Yeoju.”
“I wonder if that’s true.. hehe”
Oh, by the way, what company do you work for? I've never heard anything about you before.
“I’m an architect. I’m in charge of design work.”
Taehyung gapes, then looks at me. He looks ahead, then continues to look at me in disbelief. "Wow, I didn't expect that. That's cool. He seemed so cold-hearted, but he reacts with every muscle in his face. It's just hilarious. By the way, I didn't hear you, so where are we going?"
“Didn’t Park Jimin tell you something?”
“Yes, I just said Taehyung would come pick me up.”

“I’m going to buy a dress for the female protagonist to wear at the banquet.”
.

“Isn’t this too flashy?”
Hesitantly, the female protagonist touched the fabric of the dress that revealed her curves as she asked Jimin. Just as the female protagonist worried, Jimin's expression hardened. "Can I really make her wear something so tight? My shoulders are showing, and if I'm not careful…" Jimin, whose thoughts were swirling around one after another, finally caught his breath and approached the female protagonist.

“It’s all done, dress. What should I do?”
“What are you talking about.. Seriously haha”
"Noona, pick the one you like." The heroine, lost in thought, began to roll her eyes. The one she wore before was fine, but it was too tight. If I eat anything, my belly will explode. The one she wore before... was too flashy. That one had too much glitter. The other one showed her back.
“…I can’t decide.”
“Should I buy them all?”
The taste of Young & Rich.
The look in his eyes was so serious that the female lead patted Jimin on the shoulder. "I'll take what I'm wearing now," the female lead said, and Jimin nodded, understanding. Soon, Jimin exchanged glances with the staff helping her with the fitting, and then everyone left, leaving the two of them alone in the fitting room. Sure enough, the female lead glanced around and collapsed onto the sofa.

“…“
Jimin, who was standing next to her, smiled brightly. "Good job. Wearing multiple outfits is no easy task." Then, the female protagonist, who naturally leaned her head on Jimin's shoulder, closed her eyes tightly, and muttered, "It's really hard being your boyfriend's fiancée."
“My boyfriend is bad, right?”
“What I mean is…”
.
On the day of the banquet.
“Just a moment. Wait here.”
"Yeah, take your time~"

He was talking intently in a language I couldn't understand, and then he pulled away from me, saying the words he had asked me to say.
What a dreamy day this is. Ending the day with my lover, enjoying a delicious meal while gazing at the night view, and chatting idly. I've never believed in the "fated love" novels talk about. If a miracle were to come into my life, would it be you?
“…Senior Yeoju?”
An uncommon native language heard in a foreign country. It wasn't Jimin's voice... I looked back wondering what it was.

“…I never thought I’d see you here.
I met my junior colleague here.
