Week Twenty-Three

“Are you drunk?” you giggle as he pulls you up from your seat, twirling you around the full dining room where your parents and Seung Hyun’s parents are sitting, watching the two of you with smile on their faces.  You blush, hiding your face in his chest as he begins to sway you from side to side to the beat of the smooth jazz that is playing softly in the background.  “I thought you couldn’t dance, Choom TOP?”

     “Only for you, I can,” his deep voice still somehow manages to send tingles into your stomach.

     “You’re so cheesy,” you giggle, standing on your tip-toes before you peck his lips, stepping away quickly, sitting back down in your seat with a big grin on your face.  You chuckle when you hear Seung Hyun whine next to you and you lean over towards him, whispering, “I don’t think our parents want to see what you’re really capable of, Tabi.”

I read somewhere that when you dance while you’re pregnant, your baby feels it so yeah, this is where this idea came from c: