Choi Siwon was a masterpiece; with the cutting features of a Greek God and sculptured muscular body. Choi Siwon cbould make anyone fall in love with him with just a smile. 

Hyoyeon had. Involuntarily, at first, before he taught her that loving a boy like Choi Siwon wasn't bad. 

The other trainees that went to China with them liked to keep to themselves, maybe because they had joined SM much later than Hyoyeon and Siwon had. But whatever the reason, it left Hyoyeon and Siwon to depend on each other. Time went by, and within the first month in that foreign land, the two were inseperable. He was like an older brother and a best friend, but sometime along, they had crossed the line past being just friends. 

Why had Choi Siwon taken an interest in her? She did not know. All she cared was that he loved her and they were happy together, for eight months at least. 

She loved the way he treaded his fingers through her hair and the way he would pause occasionally to rub soothing cirlcles into her scalp. Hyoyeon sighed and sinked further into his back, feeling the day's stress vanish with his touch. 
 

The television was tuned in to the only Korean channel, just that neither of them were watching. "Hyo," Siwon murmured dreamily. His fingers; gentle through her soft locks. The dancer exhaled.
"Mm?" 
He leant down and kissed her on the lips before nibbling on her earlobe. "I'm so lucky to have you," he said. His breath was warm against her skin and she shivered in pleasure. She turned around so that she would be facin