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    the pretty words for you[/fancypost]    		 [fancypost bgcolor=rgba(255,255,255, 0.9); border: 1px solid #F2F2F2;font-family: bookman oldstyle;text-align: justify;color: black;width: 240px; height: 20px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: 15px; font-size: 20px; padding: 15px;][i]MINSU MOON[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=rgba(255,255,255, 0.9); border: none; width: 270px; font-size: 9.5px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: black; font-family: verdana;]to say that minsu was a nerd was majorly downplaying the truth, although it was a word he heard on the daily. personally he thought there was a better word to describe him, sure he fit the stereotypical nerd traits, like always studying on friday nights instead of partying and being a virgin to absolutely everything but he just disliked the word. kids his age just weren't creative enough to come up with a different insult, and perhaps that offended him more than the word itself, that he was only good enough for an old word and not a second of creativity. he was thankful though that it was now just one word insults, in middle school he was always made fun of for his hair that stuck up in every direction or teeth that were covered with the braces he more than desperately needed, although he didn't mind the second one too much because they were adorn in his favorite superheros colors, and what other kid had that?




    now with his reputation of being a nerd, one would think that he was always made fun of and had zero friends, but unfortunately this is real life and not some totally awesome nineties movie where he finally gets with the hot girl at the end when she realized her football player boyfriend is a jerk. instead people would often come to him, though sometimes they would do it privately because there were a handful of people too popular to come to him for anything, to get study tips or homework help. he didn't mind, in fact the conversations came easy to him and it was one of the only ways he could talk to girls without turning bright red and feeling like he needed to pass out.




    and this is where his life started to seem like a cheesy nineties movie. it was just a normal monday morning when it happened, a rainy day which only worsened the students moods', not to mention the huge calculus test everyone had later on. but minsu's mood was instantly turned around, there was a certain girl he had gotten extra nervous around. she was absolutely breathtaking and perhaps the most perfect person in the world, long black hair and gorgeous green eyes that he often daydreamed about, and she was in his lunch period, so you bet he often stared at her most days, thinking that she didn't notice. now unfortunately nothing happened with her, instead her best friend had approached him and asked for some tutoring after school. now he saw this as a perfect opportunity to somehow get close to his dream girl, so of course he took it.




    it had been four weeks since that happened, and his idea had worked. the girl did start to show some interest in him, and just that morning she had complimented him on his smile, one that for the first time since middle school he wasn't afraid to show. but then it had hit him like a train that he had absolutely no experience with girls, the only thing he'd ever talked to a female about was something school related and there was no way he was going to get a girlfriend with only that under his belt. so as an exchange for all the tutoring he had been doing, he had asked this wonderful girls best friend for help. and that's how he ended up where he was now, on a thurday night on some girls bed with a whole wad of mint gum in his mouth, heart nearly pounding out of his chest because he was finally going to kiss a girl.




    [b]"w-what if it's bad?" he managed to stutter out, his eyes not being able to leave the lips of the girl across from him. "i've heard about people being bad kissers, what if i'm one of them? she wouldn't want to be with a bad kisser, i've heard that story about how she broke up with that one guy because of one bad kiss." he nervously played with his fingers, feeling how sweaty they were and only imagining how red he was. he was going to have his first kiss and oh boy was he nervous, but even more so he was excited. he manged to tear his eyes off her lips and look at the list of things they made to complete, the first thing being kissing and the last, well that made his heart flutter and his head spin just thinking about that one. and there wasn't even that many steps between kissing and that, so he knew it was going to happen soon. he glanced back up at her, managing to stop cracking his knuckles. "you promise she won't get mad if she finds out i did all this stuff with you before asking her out? i mean especially..." he stared at the list for a moment, his eyes burning into the last goal. "especially that last one."

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 1px solid white; height: 140px; width: 120px; background:url(http://66.media.tumblr.com/91f…piijc84n1rxxtpeo3_250.gif) center; background-size: 110%; margin-top: 3px; margin-left: -2px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=rgba(255,255,255, 0.9); border: 1px solid #F2F2F2;font-family: arial;text-align: justify;color: black;width: 140px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: -2px; font-size: 15px; padding: 5px;][i]let’s meet when the lilies bloom and say goodbye when they wither[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=rgba(255,255,255, 0.9); border: 1px solid #F2F2F2;font-family: bookman oldstyle;text-align: justify;color: black;width: 240px; height: 20px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: 15px; font-size: 20px; padding: 15px;][i]ISEUL LEE[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=rgba(255,255,255, 0.9); border: none; width: 270px; font-size: 9.5px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: black; font-family: verdana;]to be engaged at the young age of twenty three and to a successful and financially stable business man had made iseul's parents beyond proud. they had often asked her how she manged to do it, her older sister still searching to steal the heart of someone half decent, but her answer was always just a simple shrug. truthfully, she didn't really care much for the man. sure he was handsome and was interesting at times, but he was nothing like boys who she usually had her heart set on. the engagement was rather easy, she was admittedly a beautiful young woman, and it didn't take much for the man to be sliding an expensive ring onto her finger and calling her his future wife. one may ask why she would get engaged to someone she wasn't really emotionally attracted to, but the truth was it was all for her parents. they had never truly cared for the kind boys with big dreams she usually fell for, caring much more for men who had their life set and could take care of her. so to get them to stop asking about when she would finally bring home a decent man, she got engaged as soon as she could.




    one good part about being engaged to such a man was his lifestyle. iseul had always been a fan of the arts, and it seemed as if every room had to be decorated with some expensive art piece, pleasing her very much. she often found herself lost in the paintings, dreaming up how the artist was inspired to make such a piece or pondering the true meaning behind it. and that's where she found herself, not much entertained by her husband to be's business party, excusing herself to the restroom, but getting lost in a room she hadn't explored in his mansion of a home just yet. the paintings there were the most beautiful of them all, and they had her lost in them.




    she was startled though, snapping out of her concentration on a piece that she had found herself falling in love with, glancing over to the doorway to see a male around her age. he was attractive and she was sure her cheeks were heating up, he probably worked for her fiance and would probably end up telling him about the silly act her had caught her in, staring longingly at the painting. he was probably sent to look for her once she began to take to long after excusing herself to the restroom, which was more than embarrassing. sure she was half his age, but at times the man treated her as if she was a child and it infuriated her. but the boy didn't look angry, perhaps a bit confused as of why she was in here, which also left her confused. if he wasn't sent to come retrieve her and bring her back into the main room, why was he here? it left her with only the choice to greet him, the possibility of finding out just hanging in the air.




    [b]"hello." she bowed her head slightly, offering a smile to the male. she had wanted to turn right back to the painting to continue admiring the little details of it, but instead her eyes found the male more pleasing. his eyes were dark but somehow she could still see light in them, a youthfulness that she quickly found herself admiring. his skin was smooth and untouched by the harsh years that her fiance had been through, it seemed as if this younger man knew nothing of stress. his lips were a pink that no artist could try and copy, his jaw seeming to be chiseled by the greek artists of long ago. he was art, and she found herself nearly blushing with every second she spent letting her eyes dance across him. "i'm iseul, it's nice to meet you."




    she knew deep down she shouldn't stay and speak with him for too long, before the older man really did send someone to fetch her, before she found herself falling in love with this stranger, before her fiances son came. she just remembered how he mentioned earlier that morning at breakfast how his son may come, nearly making her choke on her tea. she knew of his past wife and how he didn't speak of her often, but never did she believe he would leave out the whole tale on having a son. but either way she was a little excited to meet him, she was told he was young, and as someone who loved children, she had made sure their room was clean so if given the chance she could lead the boy to the room, hoping that his mother who sent him would also send toys for entertainment. but if not, she had plenty of stories made up in her mind that she could use to entertain the child, and perhaps this mystery child was another good thing that came with the grumpy old man she would be spending her future with. she didn't let herself get too lost in her thoughts though, not wanting to scare the male away with her staring, quickly turning back to the painting. "it's beautiful, don't you agree?"

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    the boy's main hatred for his father stems from his lack of being present in his life. his parents got divorced when the boy was around eight years old, but even before that the man had put little effort into his son's life. he was grumpy and bitter and always put the business before the family. he missed countless recitals and tee ball games and day trips to a point where kitae didn't even expect him to be there anymore. along with being distant, the man was just mean. he was bitter and always complaining about work (yet it seemed he couldn't get enough of it) and just being a grumpy man. he was never physically mean and never hurt kitae or his mother, he was just plain mean.




    kitae was quite surprised when his father invited him to spend the summer. surprised and borderline offended. his father just seemed to expect throwing money and gifts at the boy would fix an entire nineteen years worth of barely being present. that was not the case, so kitae declined. but, his mother insisted. the boy loved his mother too much to argue with her and now he was here, wandering the halls of his fathers mansion.




    if he could give his father credit for one thing, it was that he had good taste. he had a beautiful home with modern decor and pure white walls. the walls and halls of the home were decorated with magnificent artwork that probably cost a years worth of college tuition each. kitae truly appreciated the beauty of the artwork in his father's home, whether it be a modern or realist piece, though kitae didn't expect the most astonishing work of art to be living.




    kitae stepped into the room, giving the girl a confused look that of which resembled a puppy. why is this beautiful girl in his fathers home? maybe she was one of the business associates daughter? or maybe a business associate herself? his hand traced lightly on the wall as he listened to her speak, admiring the sound of her voice as she spoke. iseul. what a beautiful name. the boy repeated it a few times in his head, appreciating the name. as she spoke, the boy watched, observing her features. the girl's face was youthful, yet still mature in an aspect. her long, dark, hair felt in waves down her body. her pink lips were pulled into a tight smile and her soft cheeks were covered with covered with a layer of natural pinkness.




    she spoke again and turned away, mentioning the beauty of the painting. he looked over at the painting for a moment, soon returning his gaze back to her. he smiled a bit at the girl and spoke. [b]"it is, but its definitely not the most beautiful thing in this room." he spoke smoothly, turning up his natural charm. he bit his bottom lip a tad, his heart thumping loudly in his chest.

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    that seemed so fragile[/fancypost]    		 [fancypost bgcolor=rgba(255,255,255, 0.9); border: 1px solid #F2F2F2;font-family: bookman oldstyle;text-align: justify;color: black;width: 240px; height: 20px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: 15px; font-size: 20px; padding: 15px;][i]EMMA SINCLAIR[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=rgba(255,255,255, 0.9); border: none; width: 270px; font-size: 9.5px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: black; font-family: verdana;]emma was the definition of the stereotypical, blond, popular girl. she was the kind of girl who partied every weekend and dated the whole football team at some point and didn't really care about the state of anyone who wasn't amongst her clique. she wasn't a mean girl, she was just very caught up in her own social standing. she cared a little too much about appearance and how many likes she got on her latest instagram pic and not enough about school. and that is how this ended up happening.




    on any normal day, emma would not be caught dead conversing with minsu moon. on any normal day, she wouldn't even remember he existed. but that day, if you hadn't already guessed, wasn't very normal. it had only reached this level of desperation after her parents threatened to take away her car keys because of her slipping grades. that, of course, was not happening on her watch. and now, she had to ask minsu for help.




    it had gone well at first. her grades were improving and tutoring was, well, just tutoring. it was boring, to say the least. she hadn't really bonded well with the boy and she could tell he felt the same way back. minsu wasn't bad, of course, she'd just rather be spending the hour and a half after school going to the mall or something. minsu and studying was not better than a new skirt.




    when the shaggy haired boy had made the request for extra "terms" to the tutoring thing, emma was quite shocked. she was more so shocked that he had the guts to even suggest what some might view as a preposterous act. but alas, emma had no choice to agree if she wanted to keep her precious mercedes. and if she wanted to eventually pass the year. so, the blond agreed, stating that they'd begin the next day.




    [b]"if its bad?" the blond questioned, tilting her head to the side in thought. "it doesn't matter if its bad. that's the whole purpose of whatever this is," the girl paused, speaking in a rather nonchalant tone, "for you to get better." she concluded, eying the clearly nervous boy she sat across from. her legs were crossed and her hands rested on her knees. kissing was simple. to her, this was no big deal. but minsu? he was practically shaking with nervousness. she listened to him voice his concerns and scoffed. "minsu, stop worrying so much." emma commented, placing her hands on his, "she's done it all before too, its not a big deal. now should we get it over with?"

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    the pretty words for you[/fancypost]    		 [fancypost bgcolor=rgba(255,255,255, 0.9); border: 1px solid #F2F2F2;font-family: bookman oldstyle;text-align: justify;color: black;width: 240px; height: 20px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: 15px; font-size: 20px; padding: 15px;][i]MINSU MOON[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=rgba(255,255,255, 0.9); border: none; width: 270px; font-size: 9.5px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: black; font-family: verdana;]oh how minsu wished he could have said he was okay then, how he was able to calm down and realize it was practice and that he would eventually get better and be good enough for his crush. but the moment the blonde girl across from him placed her hands on his, he nearly began to cry. he was so deprived of female attention, of their touch, that it was so foreign to him. the softness of her skin and the gentleness in her touch. he swallowed a lump that began to grow in his throat out of nervousness, just nodding in fear that he would begin to stutter again, causing emma to make a comment. he didn't need that, he needed confidence and the nervous feeling in his stomach to go away.




    [b]"and you promise to tell me when i'm good enough to go to her?" he asked, a bit weary that this was all a trick, that she would kiss him and go to tell the school some story about how they were studying together and how he kissed her out of the blue, and how it was the worst kiss that anyone could have ever experienced. but even before the poor girl could speak he scooted a little closer to her, hands in his lap as he stared down at her lips, just imagining how they would feel against his own.




    he knew what he was doing was probably dumb, exchanging an act that would help this girl in the long run greatly for a few tips on how to kiss and make a girl happy that probably wouldn't make a difference in the answer from the girl he adored. they had already gone through flirty things to say, which made his voice crack multiple times and turn into a tomato because of his nervousness, and they were just moving along so quickly, they were about to kiss. he knew that by the end of the week they'd probably have the list finished and he wouldn't be a virgin to barely anything, all that he would have left on his list was to actually have a girlfriend.




    he didn't really catch if she answered or not because he was too busy trying to build up some confidence within himself and the second even the slightest spark came, he was leaning towards her as fast as he could and smashed his lips against hers. he remembered how it happened in movies, that they wouldn't just sit there with their lips touching, no, that was wrong. so he very carefully tried to move his lips, trying to act like the hot hero guys that he saw in the movies, wanting to wow the pretty blonde girl with how good the first kiss was. but instead he was pretty sure that the wad of gum that he had stuck in his mouth was now in hers and that he had truthfully made it the worst kiss to ever happen to anyone.




    he pulled away quickly then, praying that he didn't either completely disgust her to the fact where they wouldn't ever be allowed to look at one another again or make her laugh at just how terrible of a kisser he was. he was sure his face was bright red again and his eyes began to grow tears in them out of fear, millions of bad thoughts running through his mind as he pulled his knees up to his chest and hid his face behind his pale legs.




    "it felt different than i expected it to." he spoke up, the silence between them scaring him more than anything. "it's not like in the movies or in comics." and of course it wasn't, those were fictional and meant to look so much better than anything that went down in an average persons life, so he had no idea why out of all the things to say, he said that. "what do i have to work on?"




    now he felt like one of the kids he tutored, always leaving them with something for them to look over and try to improve on between that second and the next time they spoke. but this definitely didn't come as easy to him as science or math did, girls were just a whole new world to him, and he felt like the dumbest person to ever walk this planet when it came to the subject of females, especially pretty and popular ones like his crush or the not so eager to help him emma.

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    as the male came closer, she realized just how much taller than her that he was. in fact, he was almost towering over her, and she was in no way short, so for him to have such a dominance over her in this way was surprising, he was much different than her husband, who was in fact just a tad below average height. she also noticed how much more handsome he was up close, much like the painting in front of her, the little details made the bigger picture much more attractive and worthy of admiration. "now do you have a name or am i just going to have to guess?" she asked, looking up at him and hoping that he didn't notice how her eyes were carefully studying his face. it was the first time in her life that she saw someone as attractive as him, and it was a moment she didn't want to forget, silently praying she could memorize his face in just a few moments of looking at him.




    but before he could answer her question or possibly call her out for her staring, they were interrupted by another figure joining them in the room. her fiancé to be exact, making her nearly jump out of her skin. her eyes quickly darted down to the floor in fear of angering the older male if he noticed what she had been doing, leaving her praying as hard as she could that she wasn't blushing or showing any signs of her doing something that he would have not approved of. she also prayed the other male stayed silent as well, hoping that he knew who she was to him and hoping he didn't scold the older male for interrupting him. it wouldn't turn out pretty for any of them if he made a comment without knowledge that he was in fact, just flirting with this mans wife to be. someone who he was very protective over.




    she nearly winced as he wrapped his arm around her waist, trying her best to hide her discomfort over the situation. so she put on her best fake smile, glancing up at the older male and placing a hand gently on his chest. she was just about to announce how they were both interested in the arts, how she and the other male were just discussing this paintings beauty. how this one was her favorite and how she would love to purchase other works from the same artist. but before she could even start producing sounds, he had started to speak, nearly startling her with how deep his voice was and how suddenly he decided to talk.




    she was almost too caught up in her thoughts to realize was he said, something about his son. something about her being his future wife. it only took her a few short moments to put two and two together and she nearly began to cry, she was flirting with the mans son. she had been expecting someone aged around three or four, not someone who couldn't be more than a few months older than herself. she hadn't expected him to be more handsome than his father, showing more kindness to her in a few short seconds with a single sentence than his father ever did in months of knowing him. she didn't expect for this handsome boy to be the troublesome kitae that she had heard the man speak of.




    she glanced at the younger male, the boy who she would soon become the step mother of and just stared at him, hoping he was feeling the same awkward discomfort towards the situation that happened just minutes ago. it wasn't something that she ever thought would happen, blushing over a few cheesy flirtatious words that someone she would be a mother figure to used. but still, even with this knowledge she was still stealing glances at him, soaking in every detail of his face and painting a picture of him in her mind, one that was surely more beautiful than the one on the wall, one that would soon become her new favorite.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 1px solid white; height: 140px; width: 120px; background:url(http://38.media.tumblr.com/221…c7cyYdu11s8wayeo4_250.gif) center; background-size: 110%; margin-top: 3px; margin-left: -2px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=rgba(255,255,255, 0.9); border: 1px solid #F2F2F2;font-family: arial;text-align: justify;color: black;width: 140px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: -2px; font-size: 15px; padding: 5px;][i]you make my heart drunk on you[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=rgba(255,255,255, 0.9); border: 1px solid #F2F2F2;font-family: bookman oldstyle;text-align: justify;color: black;width: 240px; height: 20px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: 15px; font-size: 20px; padding: 15px;][i]KITAE JEONG[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=rgba(255,255,255, 0.9); border: none; width: 270px; font-size: 9.5px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: black; font-family: verdana;]he smiled a bit more, noticing the growing blush on the girl's face. kitae took a certain pride in his charm but this was different. just seeing this girl observing the art with the pensive look on her face made the tall boy feel like she was different than other girls he won over. she seemed just different, the way she pulled in his attention.




    when she motioned kitae forward, he did not hesitate. his eyes were locked on the girl like his life depended on it, the slightest of smirks on his lips. he studied her face, every curve and feature. he wanted the image of this girl etched in his mind. he was completely enveloped by her. so much so that he barely noticed the sound of a man's entry, shaking him from his daze.




    suddenly, his stomach dropped as he realized it was his father. he probably would have made a rude comment towards kitae, tipping him off, but he seemed to hold it back because of the presence of the girl. kitae shifted awkwardly on his feet, not meeting his father's gaze. then, the boy froze. his father's arm was around the girl's body and her hand was resting on his chest.




    kitae's expression shifted from puzzled to a bit hurt as his father introduced them. iseul, which was her name, was introduced as his bride to be. his bride to be. kitae furrowed his brow a bit an tore his eyes away from the girl's features, looking over to the painting. he didn't expect his father's fiancee to be so beautiful nor so young. it made the boy wonder what she could possibly see in the bitter old man.




    soon, kitae's eyes returned to the face of the girl. he couldn't bare to stop looking at her. he put on a fake smile and nodded his head towards her. [b]"nice to formally meet you, iseul, if you don't mind me calling you that." he spoke, his voice quite steady for having just flirted with his soon to be step mom.




    he finally looked away again when his father mentioned them heading to the dining hall to eat and all the guests were waiting. kitae nodded, following behind his father and iseul to the dining room. upon reaching the room, he was informed by his father that he was set up across from iseul. of course. the boy let out a breath and sat himself at the table, unsure if he should avoid her gaze of not.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 1px solid white; height: 140px; width: 120px; background:url(https://31.media.tumblr.com/f7…nslhpz6UBg1tzyd64_500.gif) right; background-size: 190%; margin-top: 3px; margin-left: -2px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=rgba(255,255,255, 0.9); border: 1px solid #F2F2F2;font-family: arial;text-align: justify;color: black;width: 140px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: -2px; font-size: 15px; padding: 5px;][i]you still have those memories
    that seemed so fragile[/fancypost]    		 [fancypost bgcolor=rgba(255,255,255, 0.9); border: 1px solid #F2F2F2;font-family: bookman oldstyle;text-align: justify;color: black;width: 240px; height: 20px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: 15px; font-size: 20px; padding: 15px;][i]EMMA SINCLAIR[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=rgba(255,255,255, 0.9); border: none; width: 270px; font-size: 9.5px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: black; font-family: verdana;][b]"yeah i'll tell you, don't worry." emma remarked. personally, she didn't want to keep him around for longer than she had to, so telling him when he was suited to go wouldn't be a problem. he could practically feel the nervousness radiating off of the boy. he was practically shaking. she almost grabbed him to get it over with, but he moved first.




    his lips hit hers suddenly, admittedly a little forceful but that isn't necessarily a problem. he moved his lips cautiously, so emma decided to move them a bit more to encourage him. also, minsu skipped a few steps and decided that tongue was the best idea in the situation. emma would have disagreed, considering she had a piece of peppermint gum in her mouth that she previously hadn't. the kiss lasted a few more seconds before they both had a silent mutual agreement to pull away.




    upon pulling away, the girl sat in a few moments silence, pondering the kiss. she observed the boy, who had his legs pulled up to his chest and a face as red as a tomato. she couldn't help but smile at the adorable boy. "minsu, calm down, it wasn't that bad." she spoke, pulling the gum out of her mouth. "you might want this back, though." she chuckled. she placed it in his palm before she decided to speak.




    "alright well," the blonde began, tilting her head to the side. "you were forceful at first, but i'm assuming that was your nerves. its not bad, some people dig that, but i'm just letting you know." she paused again. "you moved your lips very cautiously. you just gotta be more confident, minsu." emma concluded, smiling at the boy.




    she stopped for a moment, and smiled at him again. "try again." she spoke. soon, emma's hand was on the boy's cheek and she was pulling him into another kiss. as her lips met his, she moved them against each other. she pulled away just a little bit, "do what comes naturally." then her lips were against his once again.




    what an absolute awful pair of posts

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    the pretty words for you[/fancypost]

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    as if minsu wasn't embarrased enough from the kiss, emma returning his gum back to him made him want to just die on the spot. out of all the things that had to happen during his first kiss, that had to be the one to happen. he didn't have long to dwell on it though, although he could feel that his face had turned impossibly redder from her actions of dropping the minty substance back in his hand, her palm pressing gently against his now hot cheek.


    before he knew it they were kissing again and he felt as though he would burst out into tears when she spoke. do what comes naturally? well right now he felt like he was about to throw up from the mixture of emotions that began to shoot through his veins, and if that wasn't the most natural thing he could do at the moment, he didn't know what was. but he decided to ignore the twisting of his stomach and try again, attempting to match the movement of his lips with hers.


    he also wanted to comment about how [i]soft

    		 her lips were. he read about kissing scenes in hundreds of books, imagined just how soft the pink flesh on your face could be, listened to tons of people talk about the softness of their partners lips but this, it was better than he ever could have imagined. and maybe half of it was the excitement of kissing a pretty girl, and for the first time too, that made him think so positively right now. maybe he was just tricking himself, mentally trying to make the situation seem better because he was messing up big time. and that's when his nerves got the best of him and he pulled away quickly, trying his best to form an expression to show that it wasn't anything she did to make him want to stop so suddenly.




    [b]"please tell me that was a little better than before." he spoke softly, looking down at his hands as they lay in his lap, picking at one of his fingernails as he awaited an answer. surely it had to be better, there was no exchange of gum this time, and he hadn't thrown up like he felt like he had to; although he would never tell her that one. and this time he was just so lost in the innocent action, that it had to have been completely natural, right?

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    the feeling that burned in iseul's chest was not a good one, and instead of being innocently excited to talk to such a handsome male, she was now drowning in regret. she had to have made the poor boy uncomfortable, how do you even react to the knowledge that you just flirted with someone who would be a motherly figure to you? and even though she knew she shouldn't have, she kept her gaze locked on him, almost in a haze and unable to look away. [b]"of course i don't mind."     she muttered, trying her best not to let it show that she was absolutely wincing at the way the older man touched her, his fingers burning into her skin. everything about the moment made her uncomfortable and she just wanted to disappear, perhaps even start the day over with knowledge that yes she would be meeting a rather attractive male around her age near the evening, but he was the male that she would soon be acting maternally towards; someone that she shouldn't let her heart beat faster around, someone that she shouldn't be desiring to kiss.




    she could only nod away at the older mans words, following him into the dining hall and trying not to let her sudden regret spoil her appetite. as she sat down, she watched as he left to sit somewhere further away, clearly taking a huge weight off her shoulders. she let out a deep breath that she didn't know she was holding in, wanting to scrub away at the skin that he had touched. but that was something she had to hide, sighing a bit as she sat down in her seat. and it was just their luck, being sat across from kitae with the older of the two males once again to distracted to know about anything that could be happening between them.




    noticing how his gaze danced around her, barely unable to stop on her more than once, she gently nudged his leg with her foot, hoping that the simple action would speak a million words for her. it was fine, they were fine, he didn't have to try and avoid her so much. after all, it would become obvious if anyone glanced over at the two of them now, everyone else seemed to be having a rather loud conversation with one another, leaving them as the only two that were silent. leaving them as the only one the other could talk to.




    she decided to be the first of the two of them to speak, opening her mouth once but then closing it, thinking about what she was going to say for just a few more moments. then a smile spread across her lips, her gaze now once again glued on him. "kitae's a cute name." she leaned forward a little, suddenly losing any care towards what the older people around them thought of her. after all, she truly was just the hosts arm candy, nothing to worry about, even if her manners were deemed horrible. "it fits you perfectly."

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