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Dec. 28th, 2005 | 02:43 pm
posted by: wishpaper in dbsgcomm_ss

To: lady_lit06
From: no__sunshine

Medium: Fic
Title: Introduction
Rating: PG

(Pairing: Yoomin)

Have you ever just loved the way a person moved? The way they would sit. The way they would read a book. The way they would glance over at you and really look at you. I have.

I love the way his fingers curl as he turns the page; the way his eyes journey through all the words written across the page in casual concentration. His face is totally blank until I enter the room, and then those beautiful doe-like eyes are on me and there is just a hint of something unspoken and indescribable hidden within those warm brown depths.

Long legs start to uncross themselves before resuming their previous position and he nods in greeting, those eyes shimmering as they stay fixed on me. He’s as enigmatic as the jacketless book he has perched in his lap and I would give anything to read him; to just know the story – the climax.

"What are you doing home early?" he asks in his sweet voice. It’s so much higher than mine; so clear and crisp.

All I can do is shrug as I slip my shoes off in the entryway. Then I make my way into the room in my socked feet, taking the chance and sitting myself down beside him.

"What are you reading?" I ask, but that's not what I’m really asking – I wonder if he knows that.

He claims it’s nothing important and slips a simple bookmark between the pages, slender fingers pressing it into the spine before closing the book and setting it delicately beside him. And then those eyes are looking into mine again, searching me like they do the pages of his books.

There's silence. There’s always silence between us, one of us always the quiet type and the other lost for words. But with us words are not needed to be spoken, they’re simply felt.

I lift my fingers and gently press them to a firm cheekbone, cupping the cut cheek in my palm. All this time his eyes never leave mine, daring me further. A thumb runs over the soft flesh and I watch those intense eyes flutter closed for just a split second.

But that split second is enough and my lips are on his. They're soft against my own. We stay frozen in time for what feels like minutes but was merely just seconds – and then his fingers wander along the cut of my cheek. My eyes slide closed and I press forward, my lips no longer delicately pressed to his.

Our lips stroke each other, hands never moving from their tender resting places, and there are words spoken with each movement – 'I love you.'

What a lovely beginning to a story.

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from: lady_lit06
date: Dec. 29th, 2005 05:42 am (UTC)

Guuuuhhh. I think I just squealed/peed/died all at the same time. ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ What a beautifully written fic!!!! The descriptions are just...wow. *_* I feel honored and all squishy inside, and this is SO being saved to my desktop. ^___^ *MARRIES THE FIC*

Ily, Secret Santa. ♥♥♥♥♥

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from: sungie86
date: Dec. 29th, 2005 10:43 pm (UTC)

uwaaaa T^T that was lovely~

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