The words hung between you, heavy in the silence. You lowered your eyes, missing the shock on his face. The silence stretched, an eternity between the two of you. You lowered your head, pulling your hand from his face. You bit your lip, a habit you had picked up from him. He wasn't saying anything and you felt like a fool. Your eyes misted over a little as his second hand slipped under your chin and lifted it.

You eyes only met his for a moment before his lips were pressed against yours. You gasped on his lips, your hands finding his thighs. He begged for your permission, but there was a demand as well. He needed you. He needed you as much as you need him, if not more. Without a thought, you pressed down on his thighs, pushing yourself up, into him. He fell backwards on the bed and you could feel his smile on you lips. You smiled as his arms surrounded you, holding you like something precious he never wanted to let go,

He rolled you onto your back, pulling your arms over your head. He gripped your wrists hard, man handling you. You knew, if he wanted, he could hurt you, but you weren't afraid. You found that you were excited. Your blood sang for his touch. His fingers dug into your skin as your knees rose, your legs cradling his hips. You could see his eyes hot and dark with need. His forhead landed on yours as he sighed. "I could hurt you. I could get carried away and break you." He sounded scared.

"You would never hurt me." You said, leaning up and nibbling at his lip. "You would never do anything I didn't like, but it's okay." You pecked his lips. "We'll take it slow."  He let go of your wrists, moving to lay next to you.You smiled, taking his hands with yours, never wanting to let him go. He was what was precious to you. You smiled a little. "Can everyone see you now, I mean if you want them to?"

"I could let them. It would take less energy, but I'm pretty used to cloaking myself. I don't mind it. If you don't want me to become visible, I don't have to." He said, shyly.

"You're so stupid." You laugh, moving closer to him. One of his arms was under your head, his hand in your hair, and the other around your wast. "I want everyone in the world to see you, and be jealous that you're all mine." You burried your forehead in his neck. "I'm only worried everone won't accept you the way you are. Maybe we could cloak a few things..." You said and he kissed the top of your head, laughing.

"Of couse. Anything for you, love. Anything."

The next day, you spent with him, getting clothes for him to wear to school. You walked the streets together, hand in hand. He was visible to the world and the world was jealous. He hid his tail and made his eyes an acceptable hazel color. Otherwise, he was your Minseok. He still made you stop at every sweets store and street food cart. His smile was as bright as the sun and his laughter was beautiful. There was a huskier note than you were used to and you liked it. t brought him into reality. He wrapped his arm around your shoulders, pulling you close for the world to see. He was laying his own claim, in a way he never could before. You couldn't help, but find a little pleasure in the jealous stares of women you passed. You were his and he was yours.

While you were eating, a woman c