𝐓𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚 : a Filipino term that means destiny and fate.
A famous ballet dancer, the Prima Ballerina, the graceful dancer, a half-asian dancer, who's adored by many.
Y/n Magindara has dedicated her life to dancing in ballet theaters ever since...
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The sun arises from the mountains. Its glow peeked through the window, illuminating Draco's room, as the curtain danced with the wind. He has been gazing at her, admiring her face ever since he had woken up whilst she was still asleep in his arms, and both were still naked due to last night's unforgettable event. He loved the way her bare skin pressed against his. It warms the young man's heart. He still couldn't believe that he was the one who took her virginity and still couldn't believe that they have done it.
Indeed, he should be cooking breakfast for them but he didn't want her to feel lonely when she woke up after they just did it. He didn't want to do what he has done to his one-night stands - leaving the girl alone instead of waiting for them to wake up. He didn't want her to experience that. He wanted to let her know that she's more vulnerable than any diamonds or any rarest gems in the world.
She snuggled close to his warm chest and her eyes slowly opened, making Draco smile and swipe the strands of her hair and placed them behind her ears.
"Good morning, love." His voice was soft and his eyes stared deeply into his dark ones.
She returned him a smile.
"Are you hungry?" He asked, smiling down at her, giving her the eyes that say she's the only girl he admires and loves in the world.
"Famished," She managed to smile despite still feeling a bit sleepy.
"Then what do you want to eat?"
"Perhaps something....perhaps pancakes with strawberries but make it your own way." She requested gleefully.
"Then I should better go to the market," He said, sitting up and giving her a kiss before he stands up to get dressed.
"Do you want me to accompany you?" She smiled, sitting up while covering her breast with the white blanket and taking his shirt, which was scattered on the bed.
"No need, love," Draco told whilst putting on a shirt he took from the cabinet and sitting on the side of the bed, next to her. "And you do know you don't need to cover that." He smirked upon noticing that she covered her breast with the blanket before putting on his shirt. "I've seen everything."
This made her like a tomato, feeling her cheeks heated up as she looked away from his gazed.
"You should get some rest for a bit, and I promise that I'll come back." He placed his fingers on her chin, turned her face around, and pecked a kiss on her lips. "I'll be just quick."
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Draco already bought the things he needed to make his special pancake for her to taste. Well, the special pancakes he was going to make were the recipe of his mother's. Mrs Malfoy would always make pancakes every first day of his school or whenever there was a special occasion and even perhaps he requested it. It will be worth it for Y/n to try it, and of course, he never forgot to buy her a newspaper to read.
