Kwanghaeng needs to GTFO.
...Because sometimes you have to be like Nike and just do it.Kwanghaeng's POV ;;
Omgomomoggmogmgomgogmg, my freakin' head was on her thighs. It's like a motor boat, but not on her s. I gave a goofy grin before getting up. I was in a good mood that morning. Ah... last night was all so clear.
-Flashback-
After I was done crying, Choiyeon excused herself to change. She came back down in:
She sure knows how to make a man unintentionally happy. She took her seat again. I had just started a new drama, but, I couldn't really pay attention. I kept staring at her thighs. They looked nice... I felt the compulsive need to feel one of them. BUT, that little angel in my head was al like:
"No Kwanghaeng. That's dirty. ):< She's a girl, you need to respect her."
Then the devil (my personal favorite) was all like:
"COME ON. It's one touch. What's the harm? Not like he's gonna her or anything..." Of course the devil (or my teenage hormones) won.
"Hey! Wanna get me some water?" I asked as I put a hand on the middle of her left thigh. I smiled as I gave it playful squeeze. Her eyes turned all O.O She nodded quickly and immediately stood up. I let go of her thigh, but, only after I thanked her. I mean, I have to have some manners...
She came back with some water. After drinking the water, I suddenly felt sleepy, so I decided to close my eyes and lay my head on her shoulder. It was quite a bony shoulder. So, I decided that I would move my head slightly lower. I felt my head hit something soft. I smiled as I drifted off to sleep.
-end flashback-
I giggled at the memory and decided to cook breakfast.
Choiyeon's POV ;;
I woke up in a pretty bad mood. My back hurt from sleeping on the couch. I checked the time
8:23 A.M.
KK. I'm gonna be late.
15 minutes later;;
I came stubling out of my room still trying to get my pants on. My hair was half brushed, my toothbrush was still in my mouth, and my shirt wasn't on properly. I stumbled into the kitchen still trying to straighten myself out. Guess what I found? The Kwanghaeng dude cooking.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" I shouted. He turned around and smiled.
"Good Morning, sleepy head! I'm making breakfast!"
"Get out!" I pointed him in the direction of the door.
"Awe! But we had so much fun last night! Let me say a bit longer..." He pouted.
"NO! Get out of here!" I came marching into the kitchen and started pushing him towards the exit. But the dude wouldn't budge. For such a thin guy, he was heavy!
"Move... now! God... damn... it!" My arms fell to my side in defeat. I glared at him.
"Come on, your food's getting cold." He motioned towards the dining room table.
"No."
"Don't make me do this the hard way, Choiyeon."
"I will not eat your food."
"-sigh- You leave me no choice." He slung me over his shoulder and carried me to the dining room.
"YAH! PUT ME DOWN!" Of course he paid no attention, plopped me down in a seat, and set a plate down in front of me.
"I'm not leaving until we finish." He said as he got his plate of food.
That was the fastest I have ever eaten breakfast...
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{Transferred to new account 4-23-11.}
--Sabrina ;; xx
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