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Leaning my ear as close to the bathroom door, I listened for any sort of movement.Feeling like the coast was clear, I gently opened the door hoping he had left.



How embarrassing!

One second he makes me believe he has a nice side until completely ruining it with one cruel joke!



Just the thought of him and me doing those things made me heat up all over again.



*Not thinking about it anymore

But are people really going to believe I’m dating a guy like him?



Jeez, He didn’t even say I’m sorry but what do I expect from him after recalling the spilt coffee incident.

But as much as he can make my blood boil from his immature jokes and sarcastic comments that always lead me to reply back even better then he'd expect, he has this way of calming me down from my high strung way of thinking.

As a person who always stresses over even the smallest things, no one's ever been able to make me feel completely calm. Well until I met him...

Ugh! Why am I doing this again?!



Never mind. I already agreed and I’m not the type to go back on my word. I think I’m going to just have to take it one day at a time.

If I make it that far...

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I always wake up early but today I woke up earlier than usual. I don’t know why either so I laid in bed for a little while before officially getting up.

Deciding to get it out of the way, I got in and showered so I could get ready for my day.

Lounging around in my comfy clothes, I surfed the web and checked emails until I stopped wanting to be lazy enough to do my hair and makeup.



I really should be eating breakfast or else I’ll become a huge grouch soon but again, I’m being a lazy bum so you know the story.



Mid thought, I heard knocking from the door. Glancing at the clock, its 8:30.



Who could that be this early?

Upon opening the door, the room service attendant pushed in the small cart full of yummy breakfast foods that made my stomach turn even more from hunger. As much as I wanted to eat it, I couldn’t.



“Umm I think you have the wrong room, I didn’t order anything.” I said dissapointedly as he placed each of the delicious looking food items on the dining table.

“No ma’am, we got a request last night to have breakfast sent up to your room today.” Rummaging through the small bag he had hanging against his torso, he pulled out an envelope “This was delivered this morning along with the package on the cart”

Looking over, the large box adorn with the bright red bow caught my surprise as well. I didn’t even notice it when he came in because I was so distracted by the food. Stupid Stomach.



“Oh okay... Thank you” I said and gave him a tip before letting him out.



Curiosity overwhelmed my mind as I imagined what could be in the box. If anything, I’m kind of scared to open it.



What if its a bomb or a dead hand or something?!



Okay.. Maybe I’m paranoid or have been watching too many scary movies.



As I ate my food, I stared at both the box and the envelope.



Five minutes passed. Then ten and eventually after half an hour, I was finished with my food yet both items were still left unopen while my patience began to run thin.



Its times like this I wish I had x-ray vision.



THATS IT!

If I'm going to die, I might as well go without a doubt on my mind.

I grabbed the box and envelope and placed them on my bed as I very carefully pulled back the ribbon that held it all together.

 Pulling back the top and unraveling the tissue paper revealed the most beautiful bouquet of flowers ever,

Peonies to be exact. 

Attached was a card.


“Peonies. The saying goes that peonies have been said to hide nymphs between their petals, which is why they symbolize bashfulness or shame. Because peonies bloom during or directly after spring, they symbolize female fertility and beauty. In their full bloom, peonies have the symbolic meaning of peace. Sometimes peonies symbolize indignation. With that being said, there’s more so look deeper.”



Hmm.



Taking one last smell, I inhaled the sweet aroma of the fresh flowers and dug farther in only to find a very large sequin clutch, which is gorgeous if I must admit, but it was the last one that surprised me the most; the jewelry box from Cartier.



This is getting weirder by the minute.



Inside the red Cartier box was a pair of large white gold studs and a gold link pave bracelet.  



Wow. Who could this be from? Remembering the envelope, I needed to get to that next.

This might just solve my question.



 -Christine

    I’ve never been the type to admit to my feelings or to take others into consideration. After getting home last night, I kind of felt bad that I had to leave on such bad terms. I hope you take my small token of appreciation and see what I see when I saw them. The peonies remind me a lot of you. Bashful and considering last night, I kind of brought you some shame :( Them also being in full bloom, reminded me of your beauty. Last but not least, as you read, peonies in full bloom are a symbol of peace so I hope this can somewhat be a peace treaty between everything that has happened between us so far. As for the bracelet, earrings, and clutch? Well I thought they were also like you in a sense that you seem to light up a room with your bright sparkling personality. With all of this being said, I’d hope that you’d accept this and join me today for an outing in the city for our last day here. I’ll pick you up at noon so don’t keep me waiting too long. From now on, I’ll try to be a better “boyfriend” so bare with me, I can’t change that fast ;)

 

 Sincerely,


        Your Boss\Best Boyfriend You’ve Ever Had<3



Wow.

Try only boyfriend I’ve ever had and my luck he has to be a fake but if I had others to compare against; I’d have to say this was at the top of things to make me feel giddy inside.

I think if I was close by a mirror, it would show that my smile couldn’t grow any wider.

How can he be so hot and so cold at the same time. I really never expected this from him but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t make me love what he said that much more.

I wonder what he has up his sleeve for today though. He said noon and its almost ten o’clock and I have yet to do my hair, my make-up, or figure out what I’m wearing.

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After hours of primping and prepping, everything from my hair to my makeup looked amazing.

My bouncy soft y curls were confined by a black sequin beanie and my makeup was a bit more dramatic than usual.

Not knowing what to wear exactly because he didn’t tell me where we were going, I picked out a gorgeous royal blue peplum jacket that played the highlight against the plain black knee-length sheath dress underneath. I added a pair of tights to keep me warm and stuck with the blue theme when picking out a pair of blue mary-janes that had a cute knot on the side. I didn't think the outfit was too casual nor too dressy so I guess it worked perfectly for any occasion.

I wasn’t sure if I should have but I wore the earrings and bracelet he bought me. They matched and I guess it would be a nice gesture to show I appreciate how nice he was being.

I still feel like it was too much though. I don’t feel like I deserve any of it but I have a feeling he isn’t the type that would take a gift back no matter how much I pushed it on him so to avoid getting into a fight, I’ll just pick my battles and skip out on this one.



Catching a glimpse of the clock, it had just struck noon and within seconds, knocking could be heard at the door.



Right on time.

This time I answered the door accordingly and once open I could tell he wanted to reply with a smart remark to get back at me for last time but instead he stopped and stared.



As he stared, I couldn’t help but look as well. He looked as handsome as ever. I guess I always knew he was good looking but I’d never admit that to him too often because he’d just get a big head.

His clothes were as nice as usual but maybe a ‘bit’ more casual. His dark washed jeans were fitted but not too tight. The casual white button up shirt didn't seem as plain next to the elaborately patterned blazer. His gel slicked back hair, black sunglasses, gold watch, and expensive looking dress sneakers pulled off a combination I have never seen on a man let alone in a way that actually looked well put together.

Kind of James Dean esq. if you ask me.

Coming back from my own dream world, it wasn’t hard to notice him looking me up and down from head to toe, I felt like he was undressing me with his eyes or maybe taking in the lack there of.



“Is this not dressy enough? I can change. I didn’t know what we were doing so I wore whatever.” 



He quickly broke out of his trance and laughed, now breaking the silence.

“Of course not, you look fine” he smiled. “If your ready we can get going. I have a lot on the agenda today”

“Sure, let me grab my purse...”



Grabbing the large black leather Givenchy satchel, I stuffed in all my things including my camera so I could take some shots of New York that I haven’t had a chance to take.



As I walked back, I could still see him taking glances at me.

I wonder if he’s okay? Maybe I'll try breaking the awkwardness once we leave the hotel..

I don't know what's wrong with me.

The minute she opened the door, the only thing that flooded in my mind was that she looked beautiful. Unlike any other girl I've ever met and that isn't an exaggeration because I've been with many girls before to know that statement is true.

The rich blue color of her jacket stood out against her dark hair and large doll-like eyes but only as a compliment, not a clash. I also couldn't help but notice she's wearing the things I bought her so she's either wearing them because she truly liked them or out of pity.

Walking out of the hotel room, we went downstairs to the lobby where our car service was waiting for us. Trying to be the gentleman I never am, I opened her door and she returned her gratefulness with a sweet smile.

Once inside, it was kind of quiet and a bit awkward. I didn't know what to say, I don't usually wine and dine my women because I never had to. They were satisfied with shopping sprees and elaborate gifts more than thought-out dates like I have planned out today.

"Umm Seunghyun" she started. Giving her my full attention, she continued. " I just wanted to say thank you for the flowers and the other gifts this morning and of course the breakfast. You really didn't have to do that."

Another surprise. I've never heard thank you either. I know, something as simple as a thank you was hard to come by even once in my life.

I smiled to myself noticing she can't even look at me in the eyes when talking. Am I that intimidating to her? Then again, I'm intimidating to everyone.

"Did you like them? The gifts that is?" I asked hoping she'd be able to answer my wonder from earlier.

"Oh of course!" she exclaimed "Everything was beautiful, it's just I thought it was too much. I don't really deserve anything that big.." she whispered the last part

"Yes you do," I said grabbing her attention "You deserve the best because your with me and that's the only thing your going to get from a guy like me so as long as you like them, that's all that matters."

Staring into my eyes for a moment, she turned away quickly surprised I heard her last comment but I couldn't help but notice the curve her lips began to form before looking back and changing the subject as if nothing happened.

"You know my favorite part was the cheesy note. I was surprised you didn't end it with something like 'my second half' or 'one and only', that's how your supposed to end a note!" she giggled.

Now she's taking jabs at my 'love letter'. I didn't even know half the stuff I was writing but you can thank Google for helping me get through it.

Yeah I felt bad but I went overly cheesy because girls love that stuff and it would sound more believable. She probably giggled the whole time reading it. I mean when I read the final draft of one million, I was thinking to myself that I'm a freakin' genius! I should write Hallmark cards!

"What can I say, I'm a modern day Romeo. How does it feel being with one?"

Her scoff filled the car as she shook her head unamused by my comments.

"Ehh, I don't know. I've only seen the basics. What do you have up your sleeve today playboy?"

Playboy?!

"Playboy? I'll take that as a compliment, thank you very much. As for today, your just going to have to see but I will tell you it will be unlike anything you've ever seen. You'll never be able to compare this to anything else you've ever done"

Feeling confident in my use of finally outsmarting her with my words, I take a look back at her to see the reaction but she was sullen in her seat with her view facing the window.

It's times like this that I really wish I could read minds. Is it the date? Am I doing too much? or is it just me like usual?

Sadly, the word playboy didn't even bother me as much as the rest did.

Just the words 'compare this to anything you've ever had' sent me into a sad despair.

I feel so pathetic.

Girls my age are married or have started a family, something I've always wanted early on, but even the ones who aren't married; they've had boyfriends, gone out on dates or at least one date!

I've done none of thee above.

No Dates.

No Boyfriends.

With those two comes no first 'real' kiss; pecks on the cheek don't count either or else I'd be the village hussy.

I mean honestly, should I be upset about this though? None of this may be 'real' but maybe it will be experience for when I get into something real later. It wouldn't be a horrible thing to understand what goes into being in a relationship. That way my soon to be boyfriend won't be turned off by my lack of experience in any of those categories.

From the corner of my eye, I could see him occasionally looking at me again. I bet he noticed my random mood change. It really isn't him, just me and my insecurities again, like usual. Maybe if I wasn't so insecure, things would have worked out with ....

Just thinking about that makes me not want to think about it because it will only cause me to think of the could've beens instead of what is happening now. I'm going to have fun today and that's final!

Wanting to start up another conversation, I got beaten to it by the driver.

"Sir, we've made it to the theatre. Please wait one moment while I get through the crowd"

Looking out my w