He kisses her at 2:53pm, and he knows it's at 2:53pm, because he looks at the clock on her desk and thinks that time should just stop, because his world is never going to look the same, not anymore, not after 2:53, and really that minute in time deserves to last for a whole lot longer, if only to mark the occasion.

Time doesn't stop. The world doesn't stop. The clock doesn't stop.

He knows this, because at 2:54pm, she says, "I'm going to France."

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She says, "I'm going to France."

And he says, "I just kissed you."

And she her head to the side, that way she does, and says, like she's all puzzled, "I know. What does that have to do with France?"

It has nothing at all to do with France, it wasn't even French kissing, and it just seemed like the thing to say at the time.

And that's when the clock really does stop, but it's not because he kissed her, and it's not because she's going to France, and it's not because the world has somehow stopped turning.

It's because the power in her condo goes out.

She's blinking at him in the dim light filtering through her tiny window, and she says, "I should go find out what's going on."

He steps in front of her door and he wraps his hands around her shoulders and he holds her at arm’s length, and he says, "No."

He says, "BoA."

He says, "I kissed you."

She squirms against his hands. Rolls her eyes.

Says, "And I kissed you back, Sehun."

And his heart leaps a little, because she did, she did kiss him back, and he knows her. Knows she wouldn't have kissed back if she hadn't wanted him. Knows she never does anything he wants unless she wants it too.

There are things he should say here. Things about her and things about him and things about the two of them together.

But he's never been good at things he should or shouldn't do. He shouldn't, for example, have fallen in love with BoA but it just sort of happened.

So what he says is, "And then you told me you're going to France."

Which is when she shows him the packet from the work exchange program her boss had recommended to her, complete with an acceptance letter, and a start date that is a month away, and she tells him about how she'd been keeping it a secret in case they didn't want her, and he stops himself from telling her how crazy that is, because who in their right mind wouldn't want her?

Then he remembers that he kissed her and she kissed him back and that means that he doesn't have to bite his tongue like this anymore, so he tells her,

"You might be insane, but anyone who doesn't want you is beyond help."

She's so surprised, she drops the papers back on her desk, but when she faces him again, her eyes are sparkling and she asks, "Are you suggesting that you want me?"

His heart is beating way too fast—not that he'll admit that, he isn't totally whipped yet—when he brushes the skin on the back of her hand and says, “I’m pretty sure, yes."

And his voice is maybe, possibly, shaking a little when he says it.

But this time she's the one who kisses him, so it's not like anything else is all that important anyway.

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They're still kissing when the power comes back on, and he has no idea how much time has passed, but there's less light coming through the window, and they're both on her bed, and at some point his shirt came off, and she is breathing hard against the hollow of his neck.

The fluorescent light startles him, and his fingers stop the trail they are making on her spine, and she raises her head to stare down and demand to know why he's stopping, and her hair is a mess and her skin is flushed and she is the most beautiful thing he has ever seen, hands down.

"France, huh? How long?" He asks.

She bites her lip, and when she lets go, he pulls her head down and bites it too, just because he can.

She laughs against his lips and murmurs, "Maybe half a year, over a year…depends."

Behind her, he can see the clock on the desk, blinking 12:00 over and over, waiting to be reset.

"So if I write your 'welcome home' sign in French, will you be able to read it?"

She smiles so wide, that he's pretty sure it should look scary, but there's a chance that he's smiling like that too, so he probably shouldn't judge.

"Sehun-ie, do you know any French?"

“No, but I’m pretty sure you can teach me a few things about the French culture.” And he captures her lips with his.

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Author’s Note:

I’ve been inspired to write a Sehun and BoA one-shot after reading a few different ones. They’re kind of like my ‘crack-ship’ pairing. LOL. Feels so wrong, but feels so right at the same time.