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              ❛ Want to join me for dinner ? ❜

“Here’s that sea salt latte for you Sir,” Hiro said as he placed the mug in the Pick-Up window. 

His free hand reached for the canister with the whipped cream and he tips it upside down, aiming it at the next mug. Chocolate is shaved on top before this one sits out in the Pick-Up window. 

It’s been a steady stream of people all day – he’s not complaining since it gives him a chance to focus on the coffee and not think about his courses or his mom’s half-hearted attempt to see if he’d like to come home for the summer to do some kind of an internship with the firm. 

“You like my kisses, don’t you? And don’t tell me that crap about not remembering the punishment for cherry boy.”

“oh you are still doing this after all this time?” she asked in shock. “i thought it was only a one day thing.” she said sticking her tongue out. “it doesn’t even work as a punishment in the first place. but sure, you can kiss me i suppose. or you can go on a date with me.”

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To think 10 years in the business would be easy for Jeong-Ki, sitting there as he posed for the camera. There was just one thing that was off putting in this one, revealing his neck for the camera as he continued to listen to the music in the background. There was just something about it that wasn’t right, huffing as he tried to keep his away from the music. “Perfect, Mr. Kim!” The photographer bit on his lower lip as he took his picture before finally letting the camera hang on his chest as he stared down at the screen. “Perfection... Aigoo... Mr. Kim, no wonder why they call you Mr. Perfection!” He applauded the celebrity, soon the whole room applauded for Jeong-Ki

He just smirked in response before glancing at the other model to only look over at the photographer. “Isn’t there one more? Seung-Hoon? Romantic theme?” Jeong-Ki  asked as he tilted his head. The photographer tilted his head before gasping to only turn to the other model. “Of course! If you can please.” He said gesturing over to Jeong-Ki. 

"You won't hurt me."

Was she that simple of a person to not realize that he could potentially lash out for her? Has she always been this naive?

The monster could only chuckle as he lifts his head up to gaze at the woman. He then scoots back, creating quite a distance between them, and raises his right leg onto his bed. The water starts to swirl around his right leg, clinging to his leg and ankle loosely.

"I won't hurt you. Water, however, will hurt you, princess," the monster warns softly, his eyes glancing at the watery form of a sea serpent "I don't believe you should move any closer than your current position."

even being with her all these years, jongin isn’t completely sure how he got this lucky. it’s like... it’s like he’s done something right in his short ass life and the world had given him the best gift imaginable: the girl laying next to him, the girl he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. 

he’s lying on his side, facing her now, their bodies mere centimetres away from each other, but it’s still somehow not enough. his fingers inch across her bare skin, tracing the curve of her hip and the soft dip of her waist, watching her chest move slowly with each breath. he moves his head closer, his plush lips pressing against her collarbone softly before he’s inhaling her scent. 

Any normal person when they get caught out in the rain would try to find some type of cover to shield them from the downpour. Zsadist wasn’t normal, the male had a borderline fetish with water. Even though he was fully clothed and every bit of it was clinging to him, he didn’t mind the sudden mini storm. He didn’t have a destination in mind, it was his day off, he was just out for some fresh air.