The night air was crisp as you and Bada walked side by side, the quiet hum of the city serving as a backdrop to their conversation. The date had been simple—dinner at a small restaurant tucked away from the crowds, followed by a stroll through the park. It had been a good evening, filled with the kind of ease that Bada was starting to associate with being around you. But there was something different about tonight, a subtle shift in the air that Bada couldn't quite put her finger on.

As they walked, they found themselves near a quiet spot in the park, the sounds of the city fading into the background, replaced by the rustling of leaves and the distant murmur of water from a nearby fountain.

You slowed your pace, your gaze wandering up to the sky. "It's so peaceful here," you said softly, a small smile tugging at the corners of your lips. Bada nodded, agreeing silently, though her focus was more on you than their surroundings. There was something about the way the moonlight hit your face that made Bada's heart skip a beat.

"Do you ever just... want to sing when it's this quiet?" You asked, almost as if you were speaking to yourself rather than to Bada. Your words caught Bada off guard, and she turned to you, her curiosity piqued.

"Sing?" Bada repeated her tone light but with genuine interest. She had never heard you talk about singing before, and the thought of it surprised her.

You glanced at Bada, a hint of shyness in your eyes, and shrugged. "Yeah. It's just something I do sometimes, you know? When I'm alone, or when I feel... comfortable. I used to want to do it professionally but due to..." There was a pause. You took in a deep breath before continuing. "Circumstances it never came to be."

There was a vulnerability in her words that made Bada's chest tighten, realizing that you were sharing something with her that you hadn't before.

"Would you sing for me?" Bada asked before she could stop herself. It was a simple request, but the look you gave her in response was anything but. Your eyes searched Bada's as if trying to gauge how serious she was, and when you saw the sincerity in Bada's gaze, you hesitated, biting your lip.

"I don't know..." You trailed off, your voice uncertain, but Bada could tell you were considering it.

"Please," Bada added, her voice softer now, coaxing. "I'd love to hear you."

There was a moment of silence where Bada was sure you were going to say no, but then you let out a small breath, your shoulders relaxing. "Okay," You said quietly, almost as if you were deciding for yourself as much as for Bada.

Bada found a bench nearby and sat down, giving you the space she needed. you stood a few steps away, closing your eyes for a brief moment before you began to sing.

The first note that escaped your lips was soft, almost tentative, but as you continued, your voice grew stronger and more confident. It was beautiful—far more than Bada had anticipated—and it wrapped around her like a warm blanket. Bada was completely captivated, her heart swelling with a mix of emotions she couldn't quite name.

As you sang, Bada watched her, completely in awe of this side of you that she was seeing for the first time. Your voice was clear and pure, carrying a depth of emotion that left Bada breathless. There was something raw and honest in the way you sang as if you were revealing a piece of your soul with each note.

When you finally finished, the last note lingering in the air, Bada was left speechless. You opened your eyes, looking at Bada with a mix of uncertainty and hope, waiting for her reaction.

Bada didn't hesitate. "You're incredible," she said, the words rushing out, and she meant every single one. There was no need for pretence or embellishment. What she had heard was nothing short of amazing.

Your cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and pride, and you laughed softly, the sound filled with relief. "You really think so?" you asked, your voice light, but there was a deeper meaning behind the question, a need for reassurance.

Bada stood up, closing the distance between them in a few quick steps, and took your hand in hers. "I know so," she replied, her voice firm, leaving no room for doubt. "You've got an incredible gift, Y/N."

You looked at Bada, your eyes shining with something Bada couldn't quite place—gratitude, perhaps, or something deeper. "Thank you, Bada," You whispered, and Bada could tell that this moment meant as much to you as it did to her.

You stood there for a moment, just holding each other's gaze, the world around them fading into the background. It was one of those rare moments of perfect connection, where words weren't necessary, and you were both just... there, fully present with each other.

Bada leaned in, her breath warm on your face. Your lips met softly, a tender brush that sent a shiver down your spine. For a moment, the world faded away, leaving only you and the sweet taste of love.

Finally, you broke away and Bada said with a playful grin. "So, when do I get to hear you sing again?"

You laughed, a sound that Bada was quickly becoming addicted to. "Maybe on our next date," you teased, and Bada couldn't help but smile at the thought.

"Deal," Bada said, pulling you into a hug, and you melted into her embrace, your arms wrapping around Bada tightly.