As we got to the café, actually barely getting in as the entrance was full of people that wanted to take a picture of Hyunjin, Hyunjin went to the barista to order while I picked a table for us, at the very back so there won't be as many people. 

"Caramel macchiato for you," he smiled, placing my favourite coffee on the table. I smiled too, taking it from him. "I talked to the barista, she said they'll try to take care of the people so hopefully no one will bother us now."

"That's nice," I nodded, my hands on the cup to get them warmed up. As much as I loved my fans, and I knew Hyunjin did too, it felt good being able to have a time for just us, without anyone bothering us just because we were outside.

"Yeah," he also nodded with a smile. "I love spending time with you," he proclaimed casually as if it was something you're supposed to hear on a daily basis.

But it wasn't, and hearing that made my cheeks flush red. I gazed at my cup so he wouldn't be able to see, but I am pretty sure he still did. "I love spending time with you too," I mumbled, suddenly getting all shy.

Hyunjin chuckled, taking a sip of his coffee. "Cutie."

"Hyunjin!" I exclaimed.

"Whaat??" He laughed, just looking at me. The way he matched my energy was probably my favourite thing. "I am only speaking facts," he shrugged. "Don't pretend you mind."

"But you're making me want to kiss you and I can't do that now, so stop," I explained, a grin showing up on my face when I saw the smile of his. Just his smile on its own was enough to make me smile too.

"At least you know how I feel," he smirked. "Because I want to kiss you all the time, but just can't."

"Since when are you so romantic?" I chuckled, taking a sip of my macchiato to hide how red I actually was. Everything he ever said to me, everything he has ever done, what he remembered, what he talked about, it was showing up in my mind again and I was falling more and more in love.

I was already in love. I've fallen so deep in love with him, I had no idea a person could feel like this about someone else until I've actually met him. I wasn't going to say it out loud though. I wasn't going to say it first.

"I thought I was romantic the whole time," he said, acting all hurt over the fact I dared to say something like that. What a drama queen. I chuckled. My drama queen. "I should try more then, shouldn't I?"

I chuckled, "no need. You're romantic enough, don't worry." It was more than enough. More than I could ever imagine. "You're my favourite hopeless romantic."

He also chuckled, shaking his head. "To think I was listening to your song months ago when STAY made me, when now I am sitting here with you on a date."

"You fell in love with me back then, admit it," I laughed.

"I did," he nodded. "I mean it, Izzy, you and your stupid, pretty face made me fall in love with you," he spoke calmly, reaching over the table to take my hand. I looked into his eyes in disbelief, trying to figure out if he meant what he was saying. "I love you."

My eyes widened upon hearing those words, even my ears were red as I intertwined my fingers with his. He actually said it. "I love you too," I muttered with a smile. "I really do."

I think we were out of our minds at that moment. We must have been. There's no chance we could get carried away so easily if we weren't. Because without thinking, without realising there was a bunch of people around us, we both leaned forwards across the table, doing the stupidest thing we could.

We kissed in public.

That café, that exact table, the moment, it was the first time we kissed in public where others could see us. And we didn't even realise it until we ran out of breath.

It was also the first time we gave out actual evidence of us dating. Within the next 24 hours everything was going to change. Everyone was going to know about us and people would ask me about him in interviews. But we didn't know that yet. We had no idea what was coming our way.

We spent another half an hour in the café after that. We talked about anything, everything, but also nothing. Whenever a silence came up it wasn't awkward or weird, it was nice. The whole date was nice. I thought it couldn't get better.

And believe me, it actually didn't get any better.

As much as we enjoyed being alone for a while, we had to go back, so we decided to go back to the library again and see what those idiots I grew to love so much were up to.

We didn't even need to get back inside because just as we reached the building, I noticed our group walking out, all of them chatting about something that looked way more serious than I would expect. After all, they never really talked about anything serious as a whole group.

"Hyunjin!" Chris called when he noticed us, rushing towards us right away, leaving Riley, who was walking with him, behind with others. "We have a problem," he blurted out, glancing at me. I knew that look. It was the look fathers give their princesses when they are worried about them.

"What's going on?" I asked right away, quickly walking to the others, leaving Chris to talk to Hyunjin alone. "Did someone die or...?"

"Worse," Minho said, getting punched into his arm by Amy.

"It's not worse, but... there is some news you should see."