Sligo, Ireland

"Close your eyes, baby. I have a surprise for you," Kian whispered to Jodi, his girlfriend. They were savoring a romantic dinner at a restaurant, celebrating their third anniversary.

Eagerly, Jodi beamed and complied, shutting her eyes with excitement. As she waited in anticipation, Kian skillfully placed a delicate metal pendant around her neck.

With bated breath, Jodi opened her eyes, and her heart skipped a beat at the sight of the beautiful necklace. The heart-shaped pendant, engraved with the letters K&J, was a heartfelt symbol of their love, commemorating their third anniversary in the most meaningful way.

"Baby," Kian stepped in front of Jodi, "I want you to know how much I love you. Always wear this necklace as a token of our love for each other."

Gently holding Jodi's hand, Kian shared his heart. "In a few weeks, the world tour will take us far from Ireland," he murmured, "but whenever you miss me, hold onto this necklace, and it will bring you the comfort of our love."

Overwhelmed with happiness, tears welled up in Jodi's eyes as she tightly embraced Kian.

"I-I'm sorry I can't join you on the world tour, baby. I need to look after my boutique. I wish I could be there with you, but—"

Kian's tender gesture silenced Jodi's worries as he placed his finger on her lips. "No need to explain, baby. I understand. We'll only be apart for a few months," he reassured her with a playful chuckle. "Once we become husband and wife, we'll be together every day until you grow tired of seeing my face."

Jodi's affectionate response filled the air, making Kian's heart skip a beat. "Me? Get tired of you? Never! Can anyone who loves truly grow tired?" Her words wrapped around him like a warm embrace, reaffirming their unwavering love and commitment to each other.

Their tender moment lingered, and Kian expressed his love with a gentle kiss that spoke volumes. "That's why I love you so much," he whispered, cherishing their connection.

As they reluctantly parted, Jodi's affectionate touch on his cheek conveyed her feelings perfectly. "Let's call it a night, baby. I have to go," she said lovingly, her heart still entwined with his.

With a smile filled with adoration, Kian replied, "Happy anniversary too, my baby," his heart brimming with love for the woman who held his heart so dearly.

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Feehily's Residence

Mark Feehily sat on the balcony, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon, lost in profound contemplation. He stole a glance at his boyfriend, Cailean, who was immersed in gardening just outside their house. Their eyes met briefly, as if Cailean sensed Mark's adoration, before Cailean returned to tending the plants.

An unexpected urge led Mark to check his social media accounts, though he wasn't usually very active online. He opened Twitter and came across various tweets:

@vivianbooo12 Mark, give me a son!

@jhamshanesoriano love you babyyyy. I want to feel your kiss

@annenadora can you be mine?

@kclaguardia mark u r driving me crazy!

Amused, Mark liked each tweet before closing the Twitter app. His next destination is Instagram, where he noticed numerous notifications due to the abundance of likes on his posts. As he browsed through his messages, he encountered requests for his sperm, invitations for one-night stands, and other entertaining messages. Such interactions were nothing new to him, as he had dealt with fervent fans like these since Westlife's early days.

Amongst the messages, one caught his attention from a user named @mejfeehily04. Curiosity got the better of him, and he decided to explore the fan's profile. Scrolling through her feed, he found selfies, edited pictures featuring him, and short clips of her singing. One clip particularly captivated him, as the fan performed their song, Written in the Stars.

🎵 'Cause when I look at my life,
How the pieces fall into place it just wouldn't rhyme without you.
When I see how my path seems to end up before your face,
The state of my heart,
The place where we are was written in the stars. 🎶

"Cute," Mark softly murmured, his eyes slowly closing as he drifted into sleep.

Upon awakening, he found himself still on the balcony. A strange feeling lingered, and as he surveyed his surroundings, he noticed the garden once again. To his astonishment, the person tending to the plants was the very girl whose Instagram profile he had been exploring earlier.

She possessed an average build, dark cascading hair, a captivating face, and stood at a height of 5'2". The melody of Written in the Stars escaped her lips in a soft hum.

As the girl noticed Mark's gaze upon her, he awakened. It had all been a dream.

"You dropped your phone, babe," Cailean's voice interrupted the reverie, approaching Mark with the latter's cellphone in hand.

"Thanks, babe." Mark accepted the phone, trying to shake off the lingering effects of the dream.

Returning to his Instagram messages, he hoped to revisit the fan's profile but found that all the messages were gone. He must have accidentally deleted those.

Though he shrugged it off, a faint hint of regret remained. He stood up, ready to return inside the house, still humming Written in the Stars as it played in his mind.