You and Justin are sitting on a red and white checkered picnic blanket in a field full of flowers. The sun is beginning to set and you watch it fall below the hill top.

Justin sighs happily and you glance over at him. He is already staring at you. His gorgeous brown eyes are glittering and sparkling. You smile.

"Gosh you look beautiful" he smiles and opens his eyes wide. He clamps his hands over his mouth.

"Did I just say that out loud" he stammers nervously.

You laugh and place your hand on his soft cheek.

"You look beautiful too." He smiles and looks down nervously.

"You look so cute when you're shy," you think but also say.

"Did I just say that out loud," you laugh, imitating him.

He looks up and flashes you a grin with his perfect, white teeth.

"You look cute too" he whispers, imitating you.

You roll your eyes and smirk. "Why are we so childish" he laughs and runs his fingers through his dark hair.

"I don't even know," you say as you let out a small giggle.

You both turn back to face the sunset and it is silent. It has been about 2 minutes until Justin speaks.

"I can't hold it in any longer" he stammers.

You turn to face him, anxiously scanning his face. "Do you need the toilet? There's one down the path and too your right. I'll go with-"

You are interrupted by Justin's adorable bundles of laughter. He is clutching his knees and shutting his eyes. He continues to laugh for a while but then stops and glances your way. He stares at you and smirks, "I don't need to do a wee."

You laugh and swat him playfully.

"I wanted to say..." He starts again. He looks into your eyes and smiles. "I don't think I can hold in my love for you (y/n). You're kind, caring, sweet, cute, gorgeous, talented, stunning, mature yet insanely immature, amazing, gorgeous and in other words perfect. I could go on for hours listing all your amazing qualities. I have never met someone so impossibly beautiful as you... I love every single thing about you, you know that right? Your hair, your eyes, your cute nose and it's like you don't even have a flaw. In other words, to sum this all up... (y/n)... I love you."

You gasp. You can hardly breathe, he loves you?! You fling your arms around his neck and hug him.

"Huang Justin" you whisper, "I love you more." You breathe in his scent of washing powder and biozet. He pulls you back and holds your arms so you are facing directly to his face.

"That's impossible" he shyly admits as he strokes your cheek.