"She's my babe..."

Jongin came to a halt before a large wooden door, locked, but that was not a problem for him.

            "Those pure white finger tips..."

He stood there and waited for his heartbeat to slow down, his puffs of hot breath to decrease, but it doesn't seem like the case.

           "Melted chocolate..."

He shook his head a brought out some wires and began picking the lock. It wasn't long before the double doors opened outwardly, squeaking and scratching.

           "You're walking into my do-"

Jongin squeezed himself in, not wanting to open the door any further, and shut it quickly.

The singing came to a sudden stop, and the last swish of water made Jongin turn to the beauty.