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I would rather die with the taste of you on my tongue than live and never touch you again

후회하지 마라: Don’t have regrets: 좋았다면 추억이고, If it was good, it was a memory, 나빴다면 경험이다 If it was bad, it was an experience

He simply smiles at the compliment. He wouldn’t consider himself a perfect anything, but if she wanted to say that then he wouldn’t stop her. Besides, the compliment couldn’t help but make him feel a little bit better about himself.

Now, she's beaming. It's deeply rooted within her to win the approval of others like herself, and he was the closest that she knew of; her parents would both demand that she remain in his good graces, both for the sake of friendship and otherwise. So, it's not surprising that hearing his praise lifts her spirits even further.

Has it been so long since they’ve embraced like this, his chin propped up to fit the other’s head into the curve of his neck with his arms enveloping her so that she’s all but physically melded to him? Sehun doesn’t quite know. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, he supposes; but right now, he’s just glad that he can nose at the crown of Irene’s hair without any trepidation. 

She's all but melting into him, she knows. But, if it were physically possible, the lines of where he ended and she began would have long-since been destroyed; for now, however, Irene is more than happy. She's completely enamoured, both by him and the feeling that he instills, the same feeling that left her just as breathless, the very first time she experienced it. 

He offers his arm to her with a smile, being the gentleman like always. “Ah, why care so much about the destination? Let’s this walk in a direction and see where it takes us. I’ll be sure not to get us lost at the very least.” The knight chuckles and starts to walk once she’s hooked her arm around his.

She's still careful around him and, honestly, she isn't sure why, but both hands lift to curl gingerly around his arm and she takes a step closer, bright smile softening into one that smoothed out pale features. "Always the perfect gentleman," she complimented, taking measured steps to be able to keep up with his wider stride.

"Oh, never." A lie, but there was no need to worry the lady on how his training had gone. He  had simply been stressed out thanks to his father’s disappearance - but he’s back so there was nothing more for him to complain or stress himself out about.