It was amazing.

The kiss I mean, there are no words I could say that could discribe how it felt. I kissed plenty of guys back in my day (not that I'm old), T.O.P, Minho, and ?????. But this? This was on a totally different level. This was real.

"Dara.." He breathed on my lips.

My eyes fluttered open and met his dark ones dreamily, he smiled at my expression and gave me another peck on the lips. "I'm sorry for how I acted earlier...I thought you were just playing with me." He apologized.

I smiled gently and brushed his cheek with the back of my hand, he leaned into it with a sigh. "Never." I whispered.

He returned my smile and cradled my head into the crook of his neck and only then did I remember where we were.

OH MY FLIPPIN CHEESECAKES! WE'RE OUT IN THE OPEN!

I screamed and accidently bit into the skin of Ryeowook's neck in my panic, fortunatly he got the memo.

"Oh crap." I heard him mumble.

Oh crap indeed.

He pushed through the crowd and threw me inside the black van and jumped inside after. "Manager, out of all those times you saved our skins this is the moment that counts. Turn that foot into lead and step on it!" He screamed.

The car lurched forward and I was hurled into the backseat and tossed side to side as the manager turned into James Bond playing 'Need for Speed'.  "Hold on to something!" I heard him yell." Hold on? I CAN'T EVEN THINK STRAIGHT!

"You be back here being tossed around like a sack of potatoes! See if you can hold on!" I snapped.

Finally he got through the gate and peeled down the road. "What was that!?" I wheezed holding on to the arm of the seat as I caught my breath.

"We needed to get out and fast, trust me it would have gotten very ugly." He grasped my hand and helped to settle me into the seat next to him. "Are you alright?" He asked.

I snorted and turned to him sarcastically. "Oh yes, I'm fine. Completely fine. No bruises on me."

He sighed and patted a lock of hair out of my face and back into place. "I was just worried about you, you know how fans can get. I didn't want you to get hurt." I gave a sigh of my own and slumped into the seat. "But I wasn't the one who did anything, you kissed me not I kiss-"

GASP!

Wait wait, mental rewind! Mental rewind!

Did he and I k-k-kiss for r-real!?

I glanced at him and he had both elbows propped on the armrest with his face in hands just....smiling at me. When he saw my glance he winked.

GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! WE KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISED! ON THE LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIPS!

My body slammed into the window as my brain finally caught up with the speeding van, I probably left my brain in the dust with that kiss! He kissed me! He really kissed me! Not a lemon kiss, not a butterfly kiss, and not an indirect kiss! It was mouth to mouth, trading saliva kind of kiss!

MY LIFE IS COMPLETE!

Wait, you need to calm down. Don't look so desperate Dara, or happy. Keep cool.

Think blizzard, channel Jack Frost, become Frosty the Snowman. Pheeeeew.

'COUGH' 'COUGH'

"Well yeah, you kissed me so why should I be the one who's scared?"

"What you didn't like it? He leaned across the small gap between us so his face was right in front of mine. "But I did, so I think I'll do it again." And he did. Again and again and again. AND AGAIN.

He pulled back slightly and I couldn't help but whine a bit and he chuckled. "So cute." I