The night was calm, a gentle breeze rustling through the trees surrounding the cabin as Namjoon sat in the quiet of his office, meticulously planning every detail of their honeymoon. Tomorrow they would leave for the secluded cabin in the hills, a place he had chosen not just for its beauty but for the intimacy it promised. It was a fresh start for them, a chance to deepen the bond that had formed since their marriage—a bond that had flourished in ways he had never expected.

As he sipped his coffee, Namjoon’s mind wandered to the joy on Hana’s face when he revealed the surprise. He envisioned her bright smile, the sparkle in her eyes as she stepped into the cabin adorned just for her. He wanted every moment to be perfect; this was their time to connect away from the noise of everyday life. He grabbed his phone and called the caretaker, who was already at the cabin preparing for their arrival.

“Hello, Mr. Lee,” the caretaker greeted, his voice warm and welcoming. “How can I assist you tonight?”

“Thank you for taking the time to speak with me,” Namjoon said, trying to keep his excitement in check. “I’d like to request a special arrangement for my wife, Hana. I want to create a romantic atmosphere for her when we arrive.”

“Of course! What did you have in mind?” the caretaker asked, sounding eager to help.

“Let’s start with the basics: flowers,” Namjoon said. “I want fresh roses, her favorites. Arrange them in vases around the cabin. Make sure they’re in the living area and the bedroom. I’d also love some candles—lots of them, preferably scented. Soft, warm lighting will set the mood perfectly.”

“Absolutely, I can arrange that. Any particular scent you prefer?”

“Something soothing—perhaps lavender or vanilla? Something that brings a sense of calm,” Namjoon replied, picturing Hana’s serene face as they settled in.

“Excellent choice. What else do you envision?” the caretaker prompted, jotting down notes.

“I’d like to have a bottle of champagne chilling on the dining table, along with some fresh strawberries. And can you set up a cozy little nook outside on the porch with blankets? I want us to enjoy the view of the stars while wrapped up together.”

“Consider it done, sir. Is there anything specific for the bedroom?”

Namjoon hesitated, a smile creeping onto his face as he thought of their romantic evening. “How about rose petals scattered across the bed? And perhaps a small note or card from me, expressing how much she means to me?”

“Very thoughtful. I’ll make sure it’s perfect,” the caretaker assured him. “What time will you be arriving?”

“We plan to leave around noon, so maybe have everything set up by one o’clock?” Namjoon said, feeling a thrill of anticipation rush through him. “And keep it all a surprise. I want her reaction to be genuine.”

“Understood. I’ll have everything ready and waiting for you both,” the caretaker replied, his enthusiasm infectious.

“Thank you so much,” Namjoon said, gratitude swelling in his chest. “I can’t wait to see it.”

After hanging up, Namjoon leaned back in his chair, his heart racing with excitement. He imagined Hana stepping into the cabin, her eyes lighting up as she took in the romantic ambiance he had carefully curated just for her. The thought of her happiness filled him with warmth, pushing away any lingering shadows of his past.

The next day dawned bright and clear, the sun casting golden rays that danced across the sky. As they prepared for their trip, Namjoon felt a rush of nerves mixed with exhilaration. He glanced at Hana, who was busy packing a few last-minute items, her focus drawing him in. She had a way of making the mundane feel special, and he cherished every moment they shared.

“Hana, are you ready?” he called, trying to hide the excitement in his voice.

“Almost! Just need to grab my favorite jacket,” she replied, her voice bright and cheerful. Namjoon’s heart swelled at the sound of it.

While she gathered her things, he took a moment to appreciate her. Her hair fell in soft waves around her shoulders, and she wore a comfortable sweater that accentuated her figure. She turned to him, catching him staring. A blush crept onto her cheeks, and she smiled shyly, which only made his heart race faster.

“What?” she asked, tilting her head slightly.

“Just admiring how beautiful you are,” he admitted, his voice softening.

“Oh, stop it!” she laughed, but there was a hint of bashfulness in her eyes that made him grin.

“Let’s get going, shall we? I can’t wait to show you the cabin,” he said, eager to hit the road.

They loaded the car, and as they drove, Namjoon felt a sense of adventure building. The scenic route wound through lush hills and valleys, the landscape shifting dramatically as they ascended toward their destination. Hana chatted animatedly about her plans for their time together, her enthusiasm infectious, and Namjoon found himself captivated by her every word.

As they approached the cabin, nestled among towering pine trees, Namjoon’s excitement grew. He parked the car and turned to Hana, who was staring at the beautiful structure, her eyes wide with wonder.

“Welcome to our home for the week,” he said, a grin spreading across his face.

“Wow, it’s beautiful!” she exclaimed, stepping out of the car and taking in the surroundings. The cabin was made of dark wood, with large windows that gleamed in the sunlight. “I can’t believe how amazing this place looks!”

Namjoon opened the door, and they stepped inside. The interior was warm and inviting, with a cozy fireplace and rustic decor that exuded charm. But before Hana could take in all the details, he stepped forward, his heart pounding with anticipation.

“Before we explore, there’s something I need to show you,” he said, taking her hand.

Hana’s eyes sparkled with curiosity as he led her further into the cabin. He could feel the anticipation thrumming between them as he opened the bedroom door. The moment she stepped inside, her breath caught in her throat.

“Oh, Namjoon…” she gasped, her eyes widening as she took in the romantic setup. The room was filled with the fragrant scent of roses, soft candlelight flickering all around, and petals scattered across the bed in delicate patterns.

Namjoon smiled, watching as she moved around the room, her fingers gently brushing over the flowers. “I wanted to make this special for you. I hope you like it.”

“I love it! It’s absolutely perfect!” she beamed, turning to face him, her joy radiating like sunlight. “You really went all out!”

He stepped closer, unable to resist the urge to wrap his arms around her. “You deserve it, Hana. I want our time together to be unforgettable.”

As they stood there, surrounded by the beauty he had arranged, Hana’s eyes sparkled with emotion. “I can’t believe how lucky I am to have you,” she whispered, her voice filled with sincerity.

Namjoon felt a swell of warmth in his chest, the past that had haunted him melting away in the glow of her affection. “We’re lucky to have found each other,” he replied, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to her forehead.

“Shall we explore the rest of the cabin?” he suggested, eager to show her everything.

“Absolutely! I can’t wait to see more!” she exclaimed, her excitement infectious as she pulled away from him.

They moved through the cabin, exploring each room and delighting in its cozy charm. The living area featured a plush sofa, a stunning view of the surrounding mountains, and a well-stocked kitchen. Namjoon had ensured it was equipped for their stay, wanting to create a homey atmosphere for them to enjoy.

“This place is incredible,” Hana said, her eyes sparkling as she took in the view from the large windows. “I can’t believe we get to spend a whole week here.”

Namjoon chuckled softly, watching her excitement. “And it’s all ours to enjoy,” he replied, feeling a sense of pride in sharing this experience with her.

After exploring, they made their way back to the living area, where Namjoon had set up a small table with the champagne and strawberries. “How about a little toast to our honeymoon?” he suggested, popping the cork with a satisfying *pop*.

Hana clapped her hands in delight. “Yes! This is so sweet of you!”

As they poured the bubbly into glasses, Namjoon felt a rush of happiness. This was it—the beginning of something beautiful. “To us,” he said, raising his glass as Hana mirrored his actions, her smile brightening the room.

“To us,” she echoed, clinking her glass against his. They sipped the champagne, the effervescence tickling their senses as they reveled in the moment.

“Let’s make this week about us,” Namjoon said, his gaze locked onto hers. “No distractions, just you and me.”

Hana nodded, her expression earnest. “I couldn’t agree more. Let’s create memories that will last a lifetime.”

With that, they settled into the cozy nook on the porch, wrapped in soft blankets as they watched the sun begin to set, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink. They talked and laughed, sharing stories and dreams, their hearts opening up to each other in ways they had never anticipated.

As the stars began to twinkle above, Namjoon couldn’t help but steal glances at Hana, marveling at how effortlessly she had woven herself into the fabric of his life. With every laugh and every shared secret, he felt the walls