"There is nothing quite like the feeling of infatuation. It is the most painful feeling of ecstasy..like lust and obsession combined with the volume all the way turned up." - Ranata Suzuki
Mi-Sun lives a difficult life that only her best friend Taeh...
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The salty wind tangled Mi-Sun's hair as the boat bounced among the rough ocean waves. She took a long gulp from her champagne flute as goosebumps danced down her spine.
Jimin wrapped a blanket around her before sitting next to her at the nose of the boat.
"Are you too cold?" Jimin asked with a worried voice.
"No, the alcohol is keeping me warm." Mi-Sun looked at Jimin in his shorts and airy blouse. She lifted her arm holding the blanket up, "get in here."
Jimin inched over to her and wrapped himself in the blanket with her. He wrapped his arm around the small of her waist and pulled her into him. "I think we need the body warmth."
The sun started sinking into the ocean. The sky was a subtle pink with darkened clouds covering the hues of the sunset.
Jimin's tone suddenly changed, "I'm sorry we aren't getting the best view of the sunset. I really wanted this weekend to be perfect for you."
Mi-Sun leaned her head onto Jimin's shoulder, "this weekend has been perfect, and this view is perfect because I'm seeing it with you."
Jimin moved in front of Mi-Sun, allowing the blanket to fall and drape off her shoulder. He leaned in and gave her a light peck on the lips. He pulled away and took a second to look at Mi-Sun before he started kissing her again, deepening their kiss.
"I have a small surprise for you." Jimin said breathlessly against Mi-Sun's lips.
He stood up and disappeared into the back of the boat before quickly returning with a plate. He sat down and Mi-Sun saw the fruit platter that he had prepared.
"I wasn't sure what your favorite fruit was, so I picked a little bit of everything," Jimin said studying Mi-Sun's face for approval.
In awe of his gesture Mi-Sun whispered, "strawberries. It's strawberries."
Jimin then looked down at the platter and grabbed a strawberry. He looked at her and put the fruit to her lips, feeding it to her delicately.
Mi-Sun took the fruit into her mouth, almost slurping it.
He cracked a smile, "You are so cute."
Mi-Sun hummed at his compliment, "What's your favorite fruit?"
"Close your eyes."
Mi-Sun did without hesitation.
"Open your mouth."
Mi-Sun obeyed.
"This is my favorite fruit." He whispered before slowly sliding the fruit into Mi-Sun's mouth, giving her his finger to wrap her lips around before he pulled it away completely.
