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He grinned and held her close, though he made sure there was just enough space between them to be deemed appropriate. Even then, the lack of space between them made it easy for Mir to catch a small hint of a scent - he wasn’t sure if it was perfume or her shampoo, but it was nice. He couldn’t put a finger on what it was exactly, but it matched this little outing perfectly.
Slowly, he swayed in time with her, opting out of showing her any fancy dance moves. In actuality, he wasn’t that much of a dancer either, but he knew how to keep a beat, even the slow and careless one surrounding them. He made sure not to step on her as they moved - he was a couple inches taller than her,
After awhile, they were easily dancing and moving across the courtyard. He caught sight of her happy smiles and chuckled a little.
“See… you’re not bad at all. In fact, you’re very good at this.” He looked her in the eye and tilted his head to the side, a little smirk playing at his lips. “You know = you’re completely different from what I thought you were going to be…” He shrugged slightly, still keeping time with the music.
Another smile graced her lips as he tugged her nearer - it was impossible not to notice that even then, he still made sure there was some distance between them. Enough for her to be in her comfort zone. And enough for her to be able to still feel as if she was just a normal person. She didn’t have to focus on keeping her image as a hostess, because at that point, she wasn’t that. She was just Jessica - actually, no, Sooyeon, but he couldn’t know that.
The woman couldn’t help but appreciate his decision of not trying to tug her into things too complicated - while she had once been a good dancer, at that time, she couldn’t be anything but… remotely decent. Something along those lines, at least. But he was leading her well, and she could keep the rhythm full well.
“You and I both know that I’m actually not as good at dancing as you are at making me look something else but unable to move.” Jessica pointed out, a tiny, playful grin tugging at her lips as she lolled her head backwards the tiniest bit, just enough as to make it possible to glance up to his own dark hues. Different, he said… that wasn’t something she didn’t expect, she had to admit. “And what exactly did you think I was going to be?” She inquired, curiously. Probably the answer wasn’t going to be something she would enjoy too much, she reminded herself, but even so, she still wanted to know.
He was cautious. As if he knew to be cautious around her. Or maybe it was just anyone’s natural reaction to the girl. He sat down, giving her an innocent, curious once over as he nodded to whatever she had to say. Cautious he was, but what nagged at him more was the thought that he could’ve sworn he’d seen that face before. That jaw and those eyes were so distinct.
There was something on the tip of his tongue. He couldn’t put anything on it. “Yeah. Oh, but I used to study in the States. There were Jessicas left and right.” He laughed, an awkward attempt at a joke. She made him feel uneasy, making the charm slip out of his grasp.
Jessica couldn’t quite understand what exactly was he looking for in her. It was beyond obvious that there was something that was making him nervous - well, except the entire managing thing, which, up to that day, she did not approve of. But his attention… He couldn’t be so interested in her just because of that. And it wasn’t the kind of interest she considered flattering, either. There was nothing flattering about the precautions she could read in his expression.
And then, it clicked. Studying in the States… was he thinking that maybe they knew each other? Dear God, it was possible, but there was no way she was able to link his name to a face, any face whatsoever. She couldn’t even remember her adoptive parents properly through the mess that the years of doing whatever drugs she could put her hands on left in her mind. And, before she even got the time to think about it, the words slipped past her lips. “I’m only known as Jessica since I joined High Life.”
“Yeah, you’re perfect the way you are, sure,” he laughed again, holding her in front of him and pushing her towards the door, “At least when you’re not in denial,” he nudged her sides, fingers running along them lightly, “Are you ticklish?” he asked and began tickling her, opening the door and pushing her out and closing it behind them.
He then gently wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close, “You know it’s not the men’s fault if they like other men, personally, I swing for both, but I’m taken, and you are too so stop complaining,” then with a mischievous smile he held her ides with both of his hands, “Princess, let’s test your light weight,” he said and before she could know what he was planning he lifted her on his right shoulder, laughing, hoping they did not meet her boyfriend in the hall—-or that would be fun too somehow.
“Indeed I am!” She responded, smugly, deciding to ignore the continuation of his sentence in order to protect her self-respect. Well, actually, more like her mental sanity, since he liked to push her on the peaks of frustration, to the point where she ended up being sure a sanatorium would be her next destination. Ticklish? The word distracted her from her momentary day-dreaming, as she stepped back, a squeak leaving her lips. “NO. Don’t do that. No, no, no!”
It was already too late, nonetheless, and all she could do was attempt to hold back her laughter and squirm - at least until he picked her up. The surprise made her freeze on the spot, but that wasn’t meant to last… either way, she couldn’t afford squirming around too much in her current position, could she? “I wasn’t blaming anyone, just pointing out a fact. And it doesn’t mean it bothers me… I like having free time, except when I’m bored.” Pausing to take in the implications of what he was saying, the blonde couldn’t hold back a small huff. “I am indeed light, no matter what you say… and if you drop me, I will neuter you in your sleep.”
Yonghwa glanced upward, and was granted a generous peek into her robe before she tightened it, playfully smacking his forehead. He feigned disappointment, sighing heavily. His hand covered her knee, exposed by the satin robe riding up her sleek thigh, and his thumb drew teasing circles on her skin.
‘I did miss you, as a matter of fact, but that’s not the only reason I’m here.’ He patted her knee, glancing around again. ‘After all the time you’ve spent in my rooms, I thought it was high time I invaded yours for a look-see. Not to mention greeting that manager of yours with a fist to the face.’
[sorry that was short; had a mental blank OTL - and get on msn woman!]
[That’s all good… apparently you’re synchronizing your mental blanks with mine xD And you should know by now that if I’m not replying, or not on MSN, then I’m either sleeping, or at uni xD]
Deciding to make an attempt at offering some kind of consolation for her refusal, which she already knew he was aware was only teasing, Jessica leaned in, allowing her lips to press a trail of brief, tiny kisses down his cheek, to his jawline, the tiniest smirk tugging at her lips. “Awh, don’t sigh now!” She demanded, whatever continuation she might have had in mind vanishing at the soft touch. Up to that day, it was impossible for her to understand how could as much as a caress from him make her react so strongly, but hell - she wasn’t going to question it.
Scooting just a little closer as the movements of his thumb sent her skin exploding into goosebumps, she leaned against his side, index thoughtfully tapping her bottom lip. “Not to impressive of a view, I assure you… but if you’re after Taecyeon, I will have to disappoint you. You’re one day too late, since I have another manager now.”
(Source: baulk, via pearlskies)
