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How it happened:
Stealthily, anda crept up on Yao. Sitting on a bench, presumably enjoying the flowering trees, ambushing him was too perfect to resist. One step brought anda closer to him, another and anda were almost there, last one and anda were close enough to embrace him. Carefully, very carefully, anda slid onto the bench, wrapping your arms around him and greeting him with a sweet, “Good afternoon!”
Though anda weren’t a romantic, anda knew what anda wanted, and cinta wasn’t half bad.
When Yao didn’t respond, anda raised an eyebrow, noticing that he was asleep. Still smiling, your eyes glinted with a glare. Why was he asleep? Glancing at his side, anda noticed a painting canvas on the ground and knelt to pick it up. He had been painting the sky, anda observed, with a sole bunga in the middle. Wait, anda looked closer, that’s not the sky, it’s a pond. Interesting.
Propping the painting accordingly, anda glanced at Yao.
Face drifting through dreams, his expression was soft. Part of anda wanted to break that tranquility, while another part desired to embrace it. anda didn’t understand yourself. Settling for just touching his face and watching him, anda puzzled over the Chinese man. Just like you, he was powerful and desired lebih power, but your personalities were opposites. While anda were serene but insincere, he was high-strung but honest. It fascinated anda in an odd, childish manner.
However, as your eyes swept down his face then his body, a protruding bulge from his pocket caught your eye. Curiously, anda poked it with a finger and Yao awoke immediately, as if anda had jabbed it.
“Ah!” Yao yelped. “What are anda doing?”
“Mmm?” anda smiled. “Nothing.”
Unconvinced, Yao straightened up and seized his painting, exclaiming, “You looked, didn’t you?” Well, anda weren’t expecting him to react over that as your stare fixated itself on his pocket. “Really, anda could learn to respect people’s privacy!” He scolded anda with a glance and anda shrugged innocently. Sighing, he held it out to you. “Here. Happy fifth anniversary.” anda blinked, tilting your head to the side.
“Why are anda giving me a present?” Your eyebrows knitted together. “You haven’t before.”
“Must anda always ask questions?” Yao prodded your nose.
“Yes!” anda responded, poking out your tongue.
With yet another sigh, Yao replied, “Fine. But close your eyes! I want your detik gift to be a complete and total surprise!” Pouting, anda did as commanded and squeezed your eyes shut, irritated but smiling. Yao seemed slightly amused and chuckled. Your smile tightened. After a few moments of silence, Yao ordered, “Hold out your hands.” Again, anda did as directed, holding both of them out to receive.
A light box plopped between the palms of your hands.
Just as anda were about to slim your eyes open, Yao instructed, “No. Keep them closed.”
Smile turning to a scowl, anda wanted to know exactly what he was doing. His smooth hands lightly grazed yours and overlapped your fingers, squeezing both the box and your hands tightly. Suddenly, anda felt his lips brush your knuckles and, not caring if anda were going against his orders atau not, anda opened your eyes to see him chastely ciuman you.
Upon realizing that anda were looking, Yao blushed and released your hands. Within your warm hands was a little white box with Chinese characters inscribed on the top: “我的愛”. It was hand-painted and anda recognized Yao’s menulis immediately. Translating the traditional Chinese, anda realized that it said, To My Love. Yao smiled proudly. “Go ahead, anda may open it now.”
Nimbly, anda flicked the box open to discover a piece of paper.
Your smile emptied—there was no ring.
Beam cold, anda unfurled the paper and were immediately met with a barrage of Chinese characters that were foreign to your eyes: “儘管我們有分歧，我愛你，想和你結婚。你願意嫁給我嗎?” Not understanding made anda feel stupid. This inevitably made anda angry. Struggling to remain composed, anda bit your lower lip before controlling it into a perfectly frustrated grin. “What does all of this say?”
Glad that anda were asking, Yao cheerfully replied, “Jǐnguǎn wǒmen yǒu fèn qí, wǒ ài nǐ, xiǎng hé nǐ jiéhūn. Nǐ yuànyì jià gěi wǒ ma?” Wow. anda wanted to hit him when he wouldn’t do things your way and acted so cheekily. Realizing how irritated anda were becoming, not wanting to damage the moment, Yao translated, “Despite our differences, I cinta anda and wish to marry you.” His eyes became suddenly serious when they met yours. “Will anda marry me?”
Flushing, anda stumbled over your words. “W-what? Seriously?”
Yao raised an eyebrow. “I would not play around about proposing to you. It is a serious matter, after all!” Rising to his feet and pulling anda up with him, Yao kissed your cheek and slipped a ring onto your finger. “You are a highly respectable young woman and I expect that anda will let me take care of anda from now on.”
Your smile was sheepish. “You are so unromantic sometimes, Yao.”
He goggled at you. “Am I really? Ah, well. You’re not too romantic either.”
Giggling, anda looped a strand of his hair around your finger before yanking gently on his entire ponytail, pulling his mouth into yours and saying, “Shut those lips of yours and ciuman me, love.” Outraged that anda just out-bossed him but excited oleh your acceptance and willingness, his lips met yours with unrivaled passion. Fingers entangling in your hair, Yao regained dominance as he pressed his lips and body against yours, making anda battle him with cinta in return.
For someone so stuck-up and presumably prudish, he was an extremely good kisser.
Now, he was yours to ciuman for eternity.
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How it happened:
Stealthily, anda crept up on Yao. Sitting on a bench, presumably enjoying the flowering trees, ambushing him was too perfect to resist. One step brought anda closer to him, another and anda were almost there, last one and anda were close enough to embrace him. Carefully, very carefully, anda slid onto the bench, wrapping your arms around him and greeting him with a sweet, “Good afternoon!”
Though anda weren’t a romantic, anda knew what anda wanted, and cinta wasn’t half bad.
When Yao didn’t respond, anda raised an eyebrow, noticing that he was asleep. Still smiling, your eyes glinted with a glare. Why was he asleep? Glancing at his side, anda noticed a painting canvas on the ground and knelt to pick it up. He had been painting the sky, anda observed, with a sole bunga in the middle. Wait, anda looked closer, that’s not the sky, it’s a pond. Interesting.
Propping the painting accordingly, anda glanced at Yao.
Face drifting through dreams, his expression was soft. Part of anda wanted to break that tranquility, while another part desired to embrace it. anda didn’t understand yourself. Settling for just touching his face and watching him, anda puzzled over the Chinese man. Just like you, he was powerful and desired lebih power, but your personalities were opposites. While anda were serene but insincere, he was high-strung but honest. It fascinated anda in an odd, childish manner.
However, as your eyes swept down his face then his body, a protruding bulge from his pocket caught your eye. Curiously, anda poked it with a finger and Yao awoke immediately, as if anda had jabbed it.
“Ah!” Yao yelped. “What are anda doing?”
“Mmm?” anda smiled. “Nothing.”
Unconvinced, Yao straightened up and seized his painting, exclaiming, “You looked, didn’t you?” Well, anda weren’t expecting him to react over that as your stare fixated itself on his pocket. “Really, anda could learn to respect people’s privacy!” He scolded anda with a glance and anda shrugged innocently. Sighing, he held it out to you. “Here. Happy fifth anniversary.” anda blinked, tilting your head to the side.
“Why are anda giving me a present?” Your eyebrows knitted together. “You haven’t before.”
“Must anda always ask questions?” Yao prodded your nose.
“Yes!” anda responded, poking out your tongue.
With yet another sigh, Yao replied, “Fine. But close your eyes! I want your detik gift to be a complete and total surprise!” Pouting, anda did as commanded and squeezed your eyes shut, irritated but smiling. Yao seemed slightly amused and chuckled. Your smile tightened. After a few moments of silence, Yao ordered, “Hold out your hands.” Again, anda did as directed, holding both of them out to receive.
A light box plopped between the palms of your hands.
Just as anda were about to slim your eyes open, Yao instructed, “No. Keep them closed.”
Smile turning to a scowl, anda wanted to know exactly what he was doing. His smooth hands lightly grazed yours and overlapped your fingers, squeezing both the box and your hands tightly. Suddenly, anda felt his lips brush your knuckles and, not caring if anda were going against his orders atau not, anda opened your eyes to see him chastely ciuman you.
Upon realizing that anda were looking, Yao blushed and released your hands. Within your warm hands was a little white box with Chinese characters inscribed on the top: “我的愛”. It was hand-painted and anda recognized Yao’s menulis immediately. Translating the traditional Chinese, anda realized that it said, To My Love. Yao smiled proudly. “Go ahead, anda may open it now.”
Nimbly, anda flicked the box open to discover a piece of paper.
Your smile emptied—there was no ring.
Beam cold, anda unfurled the paper and were immediately met with a barrage of Chinese characters that were foreign to your eyes: “儘管我們有分歧，我愛你，想和你結婚。你願意嫁給我嗎?” Not understanding made anda feel stupid. This inevitably made anda angry. Struggling to remain composed, anda bit your lower lip before controlling it into a perfectly frustrated grin. “What does all of this say?”
Glad that anda were asking, Yao cheerfully replied, “Jǐnguǎn wǒmen yǒu fèn qí, wǒ ài nǐ, xiǎng hé nǐ jiéhūn. Nǐ yuànyì jià gěi wǒ ma?” Wow. anda wanted to hit him when he wouldn’t do things your way and acted so cheekily. Realizing how irritated anda were becoming, not wanting to damage the moment, Yao translated, “Despite our differences, I cinta anda and wish to marry you.” His eyes became suddenly serious when they met yours. “Will anda marry me?”
Flushing, anda stumbled over your words. “W-what? Seriously?”
Yao raised an eyebrow. “I would not play around about proposing to you. It is a serious matter, after all!” Rising to his feet and pulling anda up with him, Yao kissed your cheek and slipped a ring onto your finger. “You are a highly respectable young woman and I expect that anda will let me take care of anda from now on.”
Your smile was sheepish. “You are so unromantic sometimes, Yao.”
He goggled at you. “Am I really? Ah, well. You’re not too romantic either.”
Giggling, anda looped a strand of his hair around your finger before yanking gently on his entire ponytail, pulling his mouth into yours and saying, “Shut those lips of yours and ciuman me, love.” Outraged that anda just out-bossed him but excited oleh your acceptance and willingness, his lips met yours with unrivaled passion. Fingers entangling in your hair, Yao regained dominance as he pressed his lips and body against yours, making anda battle him with cinta in return.
For someone so stuck-up and presumably prudish, he was an extremely good kisser.
Now, he was yours to ciuman for eternity.
