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How it happened:
Stealthily, bạn crept up on Yao. Sitting on a bench, presumably enjoying the flowering trees, ambushing him was too perfect to resist. One step brought bạn closer to him, another and bạn were almost there, last one and bạn were close enough to embrace him. Carefully, very carefully, bạn slid onto the bench, wrapping your arms around him and greeting him with a sweet, “Good afternoon!”
Though bạn weren’t a romantic, bạn knew what bạn wanted, and tình yêu wasn’t half bad.
When Yao didn’t respond, bạn raised an eyebrow, noticing that he was asleep. Still smiling, your eyes glinted with a glare. Why was he asleep? Glancing at his side, bạn noticed a painting canvas on the ground and knelt to pick it up. He had been painting the sky, bạn observed, with a sole hoa in the middle. Wait, bạn looked closer, that’s not the sky, it’s a pond. Interesting.
Propping the painting accordingly, bạn glanced at Yao.
Face drifting through dreams, his expression was soft. Part of bạn wanted to break that tranquility, while another part desired to embrace it. bạn didn’t understand yourself. Settling for just touching his face and watching him, bạn puzzled over the Chinese man. Just like you, he was powerful and desired thêm power, but your personalities were opposites. While bạn were serene but insincere, he was high-strung but honest. It fascinated bạn 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, bạn poked it with a finger and Yao awoke immediately, as if bạn had jabbed it.
“Ah!” Yao yelped. “What are bạn doing?”
“Mmm?” bạn smiled. “Nothing.”
Unconvinced, Yao straightened up and seized his painting, exclaiming, “You looked, didn’t you?” Well, bạn weren’t expecting him to react over that as your stare fixated itself on his pocket. “Really, bạn could learn to respect people’s privacy!” He scolded bạn with a glance and bạn shrugged innocently. Sighing, he held it out to you. “Here. Happy fifth anniversary.” bạn blinked, tilting your head to the side.
“Why are bạn giving me a present?” Your eyebrows knitted together. “You haven’t before.”
“Must bạn always ask questions?” Yao prodded your nose.
“Yes!” bạn responded, poking out your tongue.
With yet another sigh, Yao replied, “Fine. But close your eyes! I want your một giây gift to be a complete and total surprise!” Pouting, bạn 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, bạn did as directed, holding both of them out to receive.
A light box plopped between the palms of your hands.
Just as bạn were about to slim your eyes open, Yao instructed, “No. Keep them closed.”
Smile turning to a scowl, bạn 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, bạn felt his lips brush your knuckles and, not caring if bạn were going against his orders hoặc not, bạn opened your eyes to see him chastely kissing you.
Upon realizing that bạn 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 bạn recognized Yao’s nghề viết văn immediately. Translating the traditional Chinese, bạn realized that it said, To My Love. Yao smiled proudly. “Go ahead, bạn may open it now.”
Nimbly, bạn flicked the box open to discover a piece of paper.
Your smile emptied—there was no ring.
Beam cold, bạn 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 bạn feel stupid. This inevitably made bạn angry. Struggling to remain composed, bạn bit your lower lip before controlling it into a perfectly frustrated grin. “What does all of this say?”
Glad that bạn were asking, Yao cheerfully replied, “Jǐnguǎn wǒmen yǒu fèn qí, wǒ ài nǐ, xiǎng hé nǐ jiéhūn. Nǐ yuànyì jià gěi wǒ ma?” Wow. bạn wanted to hit him when he wouldn’t do things your way and acted so cheekily. Realizing how irritated bạn were becoming, not wanting to damage the moment, Yao translated, “Despite our differences, I tình yêu bạn and wish to marry you.” His eyes became suddenly serious when they met yours. “Will bạn marry me?”
Flushing, bạn 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 bạn 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 bạn will let me take care of bạn 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, bạn 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 Kiss me, love.” Outraged that bạn just out-bossed him but excited bởi 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 bạn battle him with tình yêu in return.
For someone so stuck-up and presumably prudish, he was an extremely good kisser.
Now, he was yours to Kiss for eternity.
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How it happened:
Stealthily, bạn crept up on Yao. Sitting on a bench, presumably enjoying the flowering trees, ambushing him was too perfect to resist. One step brought bạn closer to him, another and bạn were almost there, last one and bạn were close enough to embrace him. Carefully, very carefully, bạn slid onto the bench, wrapping your arms around him and greeting him with a sweet, “Good afternoon!”
Though bạn weren’t a romantic, bạn knew what bạn wanted, and tình yêu wasn’t half bad.
When Yao didn’t respond, bạn raised an eyebrow, noticing that he was asleep. Still smiling, your eyes glinted with a glare. Why was he asleep? Glancing at his side, bạn noticed a painting canvas on the ground and knelt to pick it up. He had been painting the sky, bạn observed, with a sole hoa in the middle. Wait, bạn looked closer, that’s not the sky, it’s a pond. Interesting.
Propping the painting accordingly, bạn glanced at Yao.
Face drifting through dreams, his expression was soft. Part of bạn wanted to break that tranquility, while another part desired to embrace it. bạn didn’t understand yourself. Settling for just touching his face and watching him, bạn puzzled over the Chinese man. Just like you, he was powerful and desired thêm power, but your personalities were opposites. While bạn were serene but insincere, he was high-strung but honest. It fascinated bạn 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, bạn poked it with a finger and Yao awoke immediately, as if bạn had jabbed it.
“Ah!” Yao yelped. “What are bạn doing?”
“Mmm?” bạn smiled. “Nothing.”
Unconvinced, Yao straightened up and seized his painting, exclaiming, “You looked, didn’t you?” Well, bạn weren’t expecting him to react over that as your stare fixated itself on his pocket. “Really, bạn could learn to respect people’s privacy!” He scolded bạn with a glance and bạn shrugged innocently. Sighing, he held it out to you. “Here. Happy fifth anniversary.” bạn blinked, tilting your head to the side.
“Why are bạn giving me a present?” Your eyebrows knitted together. “You haven’t before.”
“Must bạn always ask questions?” Yao prodded your nose.
“Yes!” bạn responded, poking out your tongue.
With yet another sigh, Yao replied, “Fine. But close your eyes! I want your một giây gift to be a complete and total surprise!” Pouting, bạn 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, bạn did as directed, holding both of them out to receive.
A light box plopped between the palms of your hands.
Just as bạn were about to slim your eyes open, Yao instructed, “No. Keep them closed.”
Smile turning to a scowl, bạn 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, bạn felt his lips brush your knuckles and, not caring if bạn were going against his orders hoặc not, bạn opened your eyes to see him chastely kissing you.
Upon realizing that bạn 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 bạn recognized Yao’s nghề viết văn immediately. Translating the traditional Chinese, bạn realized that it said, To My Love. Yao smiled proudly. “Go ahead, bạn may open it now.”
Nimbly, bạn flicked the box open to discover a piece of paper.
Your smile emptied—there was no ring.
Beam cold, bạn 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 bạn feel stupid. This inevitably made bạn angry. Struggling to remain composed, bạn bit your lower lip before controlling it into a perfectly frustrated grin. “What does all of this say?”
Glad that bạn were asking, Yao cheerfully replied, “Jǐnguǎn wǒmen yǒu fèn qí, wǒ ài nǐ, xiǎng hé nǐ jiéhūn. Nǐ yuànyì jià gěi wǒ ma?” Wow. bạn wanted to hit him when he wouldn’t do things your way and acted so cheekily. Realizing how irritated bạn were becoming, not wanting to damage the moment, Yao translated, “Despite our differences, I tình yêu bạn and wish to marry you.” His eyes became suddenly serious when they met yours. “Will bạn marry me?”
Flushing, bạn 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 bạn 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 bạn will let me take care of bạn 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, bạn 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 Kiss me, love.” Outraged that bạn just out-bossed him but excited bởi 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 bạn battle him with tình yêu in return.
For someone so stuck-up and presumably prudish, he was an extremely good kisser.
Now, he was yours to Kiss for eternity.
