#yuntoria

He didn’t know whether he should feel proud or annoyed at the way the woman beside him was catching the attention of every hot-blooded man in the vicinity. Victoria’s body was to die for and even simply wearing a simple t-shirt and pants made her sexy. But the moment, she was wearing a pair of matching bikinis, covered by a very translucent cover-up and , that left little to the imagination, she was drop dead gorgeous.

To be honest, he should be proud. Being with someone that caught everyone’s attention, he should feel masculine pride. But at the moment, he felt nothing of that. He was filled with anger at how those men looked at her, as if stripping her of her clothing with their eyes.

"Oppa," he heard her call, snapping him out the murderous thoughts he was having.

"Are you okay?" she asks, face full of concern.

"Yeah, I’m fine." he answers briefly. "What made you ask?"

"Hmmm… it’s just that you r face is all red." she comments, reaching a hand out to his forehead to wipe the sweat that had form on them. "Are you hot?"

"No." he replied.  But you definitely are. He added mentally.

Victoria shrugged her shoulders at his answer, accepting it. He watched as she turned towards the sea, raising her arms to feel the wind blowing hard towards her.

"Ahh… this feels so nice." she says, eyes closed and a smile decorating her beautiful face. "I really love going to the beach."

Yunho smiled and allowed the woman to enjoy the scenery as he placed their things onto the table they occupied before settling himself on the beach recliner.

"Oppa…" she called, making him look up. Blood rushed to his face, as well as other places he dares not to mention, at the sight of her only in her bikini. Her cover-up was ditched somewhere as she stood there, holding a bottle of what seems to be suntan lotion towards him. "Could you please put this on me?"

"S-sure."  he stuttered. Victoria smiled widely at him before lying face down on the recliner beside his. Hands cold and shaking, he placed an ample amount of the lotion on it before lathering the woman’s back with it.

"Hmm… that feels really nice, oppa." she moaned, making him hot all over. Trying to distract himself, he looked anywhere but the woman before him. Looking at his surroundings, he noticed that the men who were previously ogling his girlfriend were no longer looking at them. He caught some of them taking a glance at them before shaking their head then looking away after. A smile appeared on his face as he noted the jealousy reflected on those men’s eyes.

“I am nothing special, of this I am sure. I am a common man with common thoughts and I've led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten, but I've loved another with all my heart and soul, and to me, this has always been enough.”

Happy One Month Anniversary, Yunho and Victoria

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"He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me, he loves me not..," her voice repeated like a broken record, tugging one petal at a time off the flower. 

There she was again, sneaking her way to the top of the SM building to get a breath of not-so-fresh Seoul city air. It was her getaway, her "city oasis." But of course, if anyone were to find out, it wouldn't be much of a getaway anymore.

Her back laid back down onto the cold pavement as the fall winds rushed across, taking the petals with it. Victoria's eyes shifted up at the dark sky. In Seoul, you could see the moon but not the stars. She held up the flower above her and just looked at it, debating if she could continue with something so lame. 

As soon as she tossed the flower to the side, she heard a clank. There was no way that a small frail flower could even make that noise. Victoria quickly sat up and turned around, the subject of her thoughts had appeared in front of her. 

"Yunho," she gasped slightly as she held her chest. Victoria sighed in relief, sort of, considering it was better him than someone else.

"You know, most people avoid dark places where they are alone," he chuckled. In the corner of his lips, you could see a smile threatening to come out. "But somehow, since before we debuted you were always compelled to these places.." his voice faded as he walked towards her, reached down for the flower, and took a seat beside her.

"We used to go here when we were trainees before," Victoria continued, "you'd be the only one who's able to find me." All of her thoughts from earlier began to run around in her mind. She couldn't decide if this was her chance to say something, or should she just keep quiet like she always has? Victoria felt an urge to speak about it but it was never an easy thing for her to confess anything. 

He spun nearly petal-ridden flower, looking at it closely at eye leve. "I felt something missing.." his voice softly mumbled, but then his voice began to speed up. "Uh.. I mean, you weren't with f(x), so I decided to--"

"It's now or never. Don't think. Just do it." Victoria pushed the thought into her mind. "Yunho, I have to say something," she urged, cutting him off. The words came out of her mouth so quickly, she didn't know if she'd regret it but there was no way she could take it back. 

Yunho was silent, waiting for her to continue. 

"There aren't many ways for me to say this," Victoria scratched the side of her head as she looked downwards. "And, I'm not as creative as other girls are but I'd never be able to be like them. I'm not gonna give you flowers and presents like your fan girls. I can't write songs for you and belt them out. I don't know how to do this, because I've never had the guts to say this to anyone else." 

Her voice began to retreat at the end of the last sentence. She was nervous, of course she was. How could she not be? Either way, she forced herself to go on. "It took a lot for me to bring myself to this moment but if I didn't say it then there's a chance you'd never look my way." At that moment, Yunho's head tilted a little bit, trying to catch a glimpse of her expression. 

"So this is my confession, Yunho. I like you, but I don't just like you as a friend. I like you as someone I want to be mine."