EXO One-shots Collection [ M + E ]

[E] One Night

GENRE : Angst, Romance
CHARACTERS : EXO-K's D.O x Park Sungyoung ( OC )

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Nobody will know.

Sungyoung tiptoed to her closet, trying to find an outfit for disguise that night. She finds herself a smooth, warm and thick piece of cape, perfectly fitting her with a hoodie hanging on her neck. She puts on a thin layer of white foundation. Her lips itself is already wine red. Sungyoung does not feel the needs to apply such thick makeup, as her goal was to escape without notifications.

Last but not least, she grabs a round, pear-shaped glass bottle with a burgundy shade of liquid inside. She sprays it on her neck. Her ancestor said it was for protection. But it was all accessory. After all, it is eau de parfum.

Sungyoung made sure her trails won't leave a trace as she moves along to the den. Making sure her cape is not sweeping the hays away, she then steps forward to a particular horse that time. She strokes its neck as soon as she arrived.

" We are going for an adventure, Luke. We are going to be free for a moment,"

And there she gallops away to the darkest pits of the forest, the only spot that she admires the most when she was young. The moonlight shone bright, escorting her way, ensuring that she won't be afraid of the dark.

•

The velvety petals feel soft and suddle as she runs her fingertips onto every stalk of rose at the garden. The sweet yet distinctive scent of wild flowers made it seemed like a tropical aromatherapy for Sungyoung. All she could feel that moment was peace and soothe.

Cht

She flinched. Her eyes became wary of the dark surroundings. The moonlight became dim. Her shadow can no longer be seen.

Cht

She flinched again. The petals froze, becoming flakes of ice. Slowly, huffs and puffs of breeze produced by her own breathing. Her neck slowly stiffens, to the level she felt like choking. But Sungyoung kept her breathing stable. She knows that warmth is needed so that she won't freeze to death. She glares to a tough wooden tree bark. She can almost hear a presence from behind. Slowly, she smiles. Warmth could be felt again. A warm smile, they say, can always melt a frozen self.

" I know who you are," she softly whispers. No response was heard, she refused to give up.

" Come out. I won't hurt you,"

" Then.. Then.." A soft voice speaks up, surprising the lady in cape. Sungyoung courages herself to face the anonymous. " Then what?"

" You'll be afraid,"

It was a deep voice, yet rich with a melody of fear. A man's voice indeed. A man with affections. Sungyoung faintly grinned. " No I won't. Can I see you?"

No reply.

" This is an order from an astray maiden who is looking for a way out-"

And she was cut off with a presence that she longed to see.

•

A short lad, but taller than her, that is. Black raven hair, plump lips like pink marshmallows. A wide, doe-like eyes. A face so innocent, wailing for help, pleading for affections.

Sungyoung froze at her spot, admiring the looks of the lad. How can people say he's this cruel?

Seeing her stiff like a mannequin, Kyungsoo makes a step forward to check if she's okay. He glanced his eyes towards the bare hands of the maiden. Abruptly, he takes it to match with his.

Ice cold.

" Why are your hands cold?" Sungyoung asked.

Their eyes met again, Kyungsoo's gushed with tears.

" I have no life in me. I have no soul,"

She almost wimped, but the maiden kept herself strong by heart. A weak heart weakens a fragile soul. Sungyoung remembered what her professor had taught her when she is still learning to eat by herself. Keep yourself strong, Sungyoung. She chanted those words in her head, before carving a faint smile for the lad in front of her.

" You have one,"

" I do?"

Sungyoung's finger touches Kyungsoo's chest, where the ' heart' is located.

" If you feel something here, when you're happy, or sad, or in pain, you have a soul in you," she explains.

Kyungsoo looks up, straight into her eyes. A shade of royal hazel, enhanced by the bright light from the moon. His eyes then glanced to the nose. Slightly sharp, yet long and slender. He looked lower.

The lips. The red wine lips. A thin line of lips, perfectly curved with soft dimples on both sides.

That moment, the distance between each other's faces were just almost five centimeters away. Warm breaths of Sungyoung hit the strange lad's cheeks, his inner self began feeling ecstatic. The soft and spicy scent of cinnamon and rose slowly hits his sense of smell.

" Kyungsoo,"

" Sorry?"

" Name. I'm.. Kyungsoo,"

Sungyoung's lips then shows a perfect row of white shiny teeth. Everything about her is so perfect.

" Kyungsoo,"

She said out my name?

" Can you.. repeat that?"

She laughed to a small giggle. " Kyungsoo,"

Then tightly, he grabs on both of Sungyoung's palms, later ending it with a light kiss. Their first kiss.

Sungyoung was surprised. She at first did not know how to respond. Will I fall in love with him? Is it okay if I fall in love with him? Will I ever see him again?

But as soon as Kyungsoo deepens the kiss, the thoughts were all blown away. Yes, Sungyoung is sure now. She closes her eyes as the kiss gets longer and more passionate.

' If I were to have powers
I would stop the time for a moment,'

" You'll never know when would the time come when you found your man.
It might be today. Or tomorrow. Or even tonight.

One night is all it takes."

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