#agressivewooing

     There were always some benefits to being the son of a lawyer, especially when your father was a personal lawyer to such a wealthy man. Though, for Alex, this wasn’t something that ever really interested him in the slightest. Even after he had returned from overseas after graduating from university, Alex preferred to just go out and spend his time hanging with his friends and even partying whenever the chance arose, though when his father would tell him they had a special event to attend he had no choice but to dress up in formal wear and do as his father asked.

     Tonight they were supposed to be having dinner with the one man that his father worked for and had done so for a few years now. Alex on the other hand never really cared for meeting these people, though apparently he was supposed to meet them tonight for some reason or another, he hadn’t really been paying much attention to his father’s instructions on the way over to the restaurant they would be meeting at tonight.

     As he follows behind his parents, the three being escorted to the table that was reserved for this little dinner party, he is already thinking of ways to get out of having to stay. Should he ask a friend to call and act like there’s some sort of emergency? Nah, his parents would know right away if he even tried anything. This thought alone makes him sigh softly. He was definitely doomed to the torture of fancy dining tonight whether he liked it or not.

     When they finally reach the table, he hears his parents speak, apparently to the family that had invited them out tonight. His father quickly looks over at him, eyes narrowed as a warning to be polite. “Hello, I’m Kim Alex. Thank you for inviting us.” He says this with a slight bow, his tone if you listened close enough, clearly showing that he wasn’t interested in even being here. He takes a seat next to his parents, however when he finally takes the time to look at the female who is directly across from him he freezes in place, eyebrows furrowing together as he recognizes exactly who she was.

     Minji hardly ever regretted sleeping with someone before, but she also had never slept with one of her fathers associates either and well here she was, knowing she had fucked up and that she really shouldn’t have drank as much as she did last night. After they had left the bar and Kane had brought her to his place to help clean her busted lip after having a run in with some random stranger who had gotten a little too handsy with her, she should have just went home after he helped her. She should have never asked if he had alcohol stashed somewhere, should have just thanked him and been on her way.

     She didn’t do that though. No, she ended up drinking straight whiskey without fully thinking of what the consequences would be of her own actions. She couldn’t remember everything that had happened between the two of them, thanks to the alcohol she had consumed in his kitchen, though she remembered enough to know that she had fucked up. If he had just been another stranger she went home with she would just brush it off, she wouldn’t think much about what had happened because she knew she would never see them again. This was Kane though. The one guy who was definitely off limits.

     Was this why she had even done it? Knowing that it was dangerous territory, though maybe that was exactly why she had even let it get as far as it had because in her mind she knew that she could never even think about having him. That for one night she could go against her own morals and give in to the temptation. There was one thing she did know for sure now that she was standing there with a hangover as she stares at her own reflection in his bathroom mirror, she definitely couldn’t let this happen again. It shouldn’t happen again.

nari never really brought any of the guys she hooked up with back to her place, not wanting to have any of them find out where she really lived because she didn’t want to take that chance of them showing up at random because they had developed ‘feelings’ or wanted another night with her. to her it was bothersome and not really worth her time or effort.

tonight she was dressed in a short black dress which hugged her body, showing off her perfect figure nicely, see-through lace that showed off just enough skin to keep some attention on her. she had on a pair of black high-heeled boots and her hair was down with loose curls, basically her half-assed efforts at actually caring about how her hair was because it would probably just end up a mess by the end of the night for multiple reason.

she makes her way into the frat house, taking a moment to glance around before she heads towards the kitchen where she just knows the alcohol will be located at. once she’s there, her gaze lands on all of the options set out on the island in the middle of the kitchen, walking over and scanning the different types of alcohol that were available, and as she lifts her hand to grab a bottle of vodka another hand grabs the bottle right before she does. her eyebrows furrow together in annoyance as she turns to look and see who had the audacity to take what she had her eye on, eyes narrowed slightly at the stranger standing there.

“let me get that for you.” the male speaks as he looks at her, glancing her up and down slowly. nari’s expression changes, though inside she’s still annoyed especially since she wasn’t exactly ready to be dealing with some overly-confident douche. she watches as the male begins to pour her a drink, though something, or rather someone, catches her attention out of the corner of her eye. nari takes a moment to glance over, noticing the familiar and handsome face of chulwoo across the kitchen. she makes a point to act as if she hadn’t noticed him and turns her attention back to the stranger in front of her as he hands her the drink.

nari takes the drink into her left hand, lifting her right hand to gently touch the male’s arm as she smiles at him and thanks him for his assistance, faking a believable laugh at some lame joke he ends up making. “oh, you’re soo funny!~” her words loud enough for practically everyone to hear within the kitchen.

rosie’s secret begins with a heart that skips two beats.  it’s a sin that the rest of her village wouldn’t allow for her, and that’s the very problem.  it’s a sin that she doesn’t think should be a sin, to have a heart that’s her own instead of sold to the highest bidder for her hand.  she isn’t interested in such mundane, outdated practices but their town is a small one and things don’t revolutionize as quickly here.  

rosie wants to be revolutionary.  

the real truth of it all is that rosie wants a man that has coaxed her into the woods.

it starts off innocently enough.  he appeared out of the blue one day and was drawn directly to her, and it’s for a reason that she still doesn’t know the truth of  -  but he’s adamant that he came for her, and moon has managed to woo her completely.  so day by day he draws her into the woods and tempts her slowly, and it’s a thrill that rosie hasn’t been caught yet.

moon is a man and he makes it clear when he kisses her neck behind trees and makes her heart race with wandering hands.  rosie is revolutionary in that this is a romance that she’s choosing, a love in the woods, a lover enraptured with all of her and tonight she plans to sneak to the woods, again  -  because he wished it.

because she’s willing to go.  there are things she does not yet know about moon, but she’ll find out in time.  but tonight she goes to him because she wants to, and he’s waiting.  that’s all that matters as he’s alerted to the snap of the branch beneath her step, and her heart beating wildly in her chest.

rosie carries nothing but her heart in her hands for him to eat, whole and beating.  “ i came like you asked.” she says shyly, waiting for him to come and meet her halfway.  she likes to think she knows moon well by now, but the truth is she doesn’t really know him at all.  she smiles as the moonlight glimmers on her cheeks.  “ what did you want to see me for at this hour?”