You heard the door opened as you were gazing at the apple crates photo again. With his mother away, your breathing became easier. Kyungsoo felt at ease too. He liked the way your hair falls away when you turned around to look at him, eyes twinkling.

 

"Sorry to keep you waiting." He strode towards you.

"It's ok. Is this you?" You pointed at the little boy in the foreground.

"Yeah." He snickered. "I saw these in a friend's family and thought it was interesting. His parents were designers and they had a beautiful home and a dog. My dad passed away when I was very young and... I liked what I saw that they have."

 

"I'm sorry." You said quietly.

"Nah... that was a long time ago. How about you?"

"My mom passed away several years ago. And my father wasn't the talking type. When I came to Seoul few years ago, he didn't say anything. But I know he loves me alot."

Kyungsoo scanned your expression and gave you an assuring smile.

 

"Say, am I really the first girl you brought home?"

He was clearly thrown back by the question.

"Well... How do you know?"

You didn't want to admit you heard his mother's mind announcing that.

"Your mother, sorta told me about it."

 

"Ah..." He rubbed his neck absentmindedly. "Yes, you are the first actually. There were a few times I brought some female classmates back home, but we were working in a school project and there's always other guys around, so... my mom wasn't used to seeing me bring a female back alone."

"Even after you moved to Seoul?"

"Yeah." He sat down together with you on the sofa. "I-I've never actually got around to dating when I'm here."

"Why?"

He shrugged. "I dunno. It just.. didn't happen."

 

"That's odd. I fathomed with your looks, you've probably had a ton of girls throwing themselves at you."

Kyungsoo chuckled, his nose wrinkling. You found that absolutely adorable. "I've never really thought myself as the good looking type, but thanks anyway. How about you?"

You hesitated for a while.

"I've... never dated before."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Well, there's a few guys who liked me but I don't like them and some that I liked but they don't like me back. So... nothing ever happened. I don't even know what a kiss is like."

You caught his gaze and thought that last sentence probably turned out sounding weird.

 

"I mean... I've watched them in movies and stuff like that so I know what a kiss is... but...well..." You stopped, thinking you had made it worse.

Kyungsoo saw that you had turned a rosy pink and he felt himself burning up.

There was a pause. And then he leant towards you, his eyes searching yours. As his face blurred from the distance closed, you felt his lips pressed lightly against yours. It felt soft and warm, but the electrifying shock that followed was quite something else. When he backed away, your breath came out staggered and you realized you've been holding them all the while.

 

Kyungsoo felt his own ragged breath as he saw the bemused look in your eyes. He couldn't think. All that mass of grey matter had momentarily stopped functioning and he could only follow his instincts.

Before both of you knew it, he kissed you again.

You had expected the same fleeting warmth, but this time, he didn't move away. The tenderness remains but the heat intensified and you felt his lips coaxing yours into a moist entrance as he goes deeper. You responded to his call by tilting ever so slightly such that your noses meet and then you were breathing into each other's air space. You were shaking inside from new sensations you've never quite experienced before. Kyungsoo was ignited by this act of consent and placed one hand on your back to pull your body closer. You held your palm out on his chest to steady yourself but slipped that to the nape of his neck when the kissing slowly became in unison. He inhaled sharply and reacted by rubbing gentle circles on your back.

When you felt the oxygen running out of you and broke away for air, it was quickly sealed with a kiss even more passionate than before. A soft moan escaped from your mouth into his, and you felt his hands on your back tensing up. But he never dared to go beyond the distance you permitted. It was then you realized and felt touched by how much effort he was putting into controlling himself.

By the time you ran out of air again, he didn't pull you back but turned away, breathing heavily.

 

"I-I'm sorry." When he returned your gaze, you saw the desire in his eyes but he didn't touch you. "I-- shouldn't have done that." You couldn't reply. You heart was hammering all speech ability out of you.

Kyungsoo stared at you, enchanted by your expressive eyes and now slightly bruised lips. He felt urged to continue, but he was afraid he won't be able to restrain himself this time.

 

"It's.. ok." When you finally found your voice, it came out a little shaky. He glanced at you again, his eyes softening.

 

"I'll send you home."