Since everyone loved the orginal, it's time we take it up a notch and make it into a sequel!
With so many twists and turns with your favorite idols, nothing is ever boring in KPOP world! So hold your breath and take a love dive!
"This has to work," he murmured, standing before his aunt's caldron, stirring the ingredients to just before emulsion. He didn't need them to all mix together until he poured it into the perfume bottle, doing so with a careful and steady hand. Whilst the potion was safe on the skin once siphoned up the tube and turned into a mist, he didn't want to take his chances with the liquid itself. Smiling at his handiwork, Donghyun labelled the bottle and packaged it up.
(A/N: Doesn't he look amazing?!?!)
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It would make for a perfect birthday gift.
Ever since Donghyun had known me, he was aware of my love for scents. I would pick them up wherever yI went, immediately able to express the top and base notes of what each fragrance held precisely. It astounded him and his other members that you worked for, often buying unusual smelling items just to see how accurate my nose could be. And nine times out of ten, I would guess every part of the fragrance with little to no trouble. I claimed it came from a soap making hobby I enjoyed during your free time, but Donghyun had been dubious that I was of magical bloodlines like he was. Only one other person he knew had such an amazing ability with smells, and that was his aunt. She could smell toad's breath a mile away and always harvested the best herbs from the most unique places.
And thanks to her attention to detail in helping him brew my perfume, Donghyun was certain I wouldn't be able to pick up on all that was in my birthday gift.
"Wow, is this expensive?!" I gasped when I unwrapped his present, eyes darting from the perfume back to him. He was anxious, hoping I would not only enjoy the scent but put it on in front of him. Shrugging his shoulders to avoid answering my question, I was already too busy taking off the cap to smell the fragrance. I couldn't seem to gather anything about it and frowned. "I can't smell anything."
"You should try spraying it, noona," he offered and I nodded happily, holding out my wrist and pressing the nozzle to my skin. I then lifted it to my nose, inhaling deeply.
Donghyun waited with bated breath.
"Cinnamon, patchouli and bergamot? Is that also a hint of vanilla musk?" I listed off, sniffing at my wrist again and then frowned. "Wow, what's that?"
"I wouldn't know, you're the fragrance expert," he mentioned with a light chuckle, rocking back on his heels as he watched you intently.
Although Donghyun wasn't expecting you to suddenly throw myself at him, he had hoped for more of a reaction. A softening of my expression when I looked at him, a tender smile just for him. Anything that indicated that the potion had been successful.
But I just scrunched my face up in annoyance. "Oh, I just don't know what that scent is!"
The next day at work I approached Donghyun as soon as he entered the building, grabbing onto his lower arm. He could smell the cinnamon permeating from my body and he grinned, looking down at you with hopeful eyes. "Morning, noona! How do you-"
