*Ken's POV*
So the next morning I woke up laying next to the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen. I grinned like an idiot seeing as she was still asleep despite what she had said about no one waking up before her. I laid and watched as the sun hit her soft skin, making it glow softly. I watched the rise and fall of her shoulders as she breathed quietly. I saw a small peaceful smile on her face, her lips barely curving up at the ends. God she was beautiful.. Her hair was all over the place and the light made it seem like the pink was shining. Her roots were coming in so they were a dark brown color which made the pink show out more. I brushed her hair softly, she seemed like an angel, a dream almost. I ran my fingers lightly over her cheek, and down her jaw line as I softly kisses her forehead. She moved slightly and I tensed, 'shit..' She sighed and I looked down to see her open her eyes sleepily to look up at me. I melted at the sight of her eyes in the sunlight and the way she stared at me, "M-Morning." She whispered rubbing her eyes and yawning slightly. I let her finish stretching and waited til she looked back up at me to lean down and kiss her deepily. She gasped slightly, and I smile as I continued to kiss her, she started kissing back instantly. I wrapped my arms around her tightly, softly rubbing at her lower back, pulling back after a good moment, "You're so beautiful.." I whispered, running my thumb across her bottom lip, she was blushing and staring into my eyes with her beautiful jade ones. I could tell I had made her speechless and I smiled softly at her, "God you're cute flustered.." I leaned down and kissed her softly again before I sat up to stretch. She sat up holding the covers around her chest, and was blushing furiously, "Um.. Ken.." I looked over at her as I grabbed my boxers from the nightstand, "Yes?" I asked as I stood to slide them on, "I-I need clothes." I chuckled and walked to my closet, grabbing my yellow/green type sweater with a white strip across it and the large black word 'Beverley' across it. I walked back out tossing it to her and she quickly caught it, putting it on over her head. I noticed she had put her bra back on, and when she got up she bent down to get her boxers but stopped, whimper standing up straight. I walked over, getting her boxers and handing them over giving her an sympathetic look. She pouted and sat back down slowly, carefully pulling her boxers on and she slowly stood again. I pulled some pants on and picked her up, carrying her to the kitchen and carefully set her down on the counter. "What would you like for breakfast?" I asked smiling over at her as I walked to the pantry. She thought for a moment, dangling her feet slightly, (which was extremely cute btw) "Bacon!" She said in a cute voice and I grinned at her, "Alright, bacon it is." I got lut the stuff to make it when I got a sudden pain in my forehead and I cringed slightly, rubbing it. "Jagyia, are you ok?" She asked, starting to get up, but I motioned her to stay, "Ne, I just got a slight head ache, I'll be ok." I said smiling at her again. I walked around to the cabnet and pulled out some Tylenol, my head throbbing again. I got two pills and downed them with some orange juice, continuing on with my cooking. "Saranghae.." I heard a slight whisper and my head jolted over at her, making it throb again, and I clenched my jaw ingoring because I was to awe struck to care, "W-wha-?" "I said 'saranghae'.." She whispered again blushing a bright red colour. I felt my face heat up and I walked over to stand in front of her. She looked up at me embarassed and I cupped her face wirh both my hands, as I kissed her deeply. She was suprised at first, but I felt her hands make their way to my hair and I kissed deeper. We were cut off by a door opening and closing and the walked back over to the stove and whispered, "Saranghae too, Jagyia.." And I smiled to myself.
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That Girl
Fanfiction"No no no no no!" I screamed, running from the car to the door. I didn't want to lose him. a fanfiction of a girl torn by love. (there is a sequel)