VIII. 

“It’s such a great party you held, princess.”

“Isn’t it? I’m so satisfied. And the finale… It’s a minute to midnight, if you haven’t realized… There are going to be beautiful fireworks and all. And what else was there? I know I wrote something else down…”

She her chin slowly and mentally reviewed a list for her party, unconsciously touching her hair. Onew smiled, checking his watch. Five, four, three…

He held her chin and lifted it slowly, meeting her eyes for one second. Then he dived in to kiss her. Fireworks went off, there was much cheering and other couples kissing, spotlights shining everywhere. The whole thing was so spectacular it made the kiss seem surreal.

It was as if the world stopped moving. She’d only felt like that one other time in her life--her first kiss--and Onew took that. It was just the two of them there, and the magic of a New Years kiss.

He pulled away just as the minute was over and whispered in her ear so only she could hear.

“This was a perfect party.”

I want a boy who will kiss me on the midnight of New Years.