[Rated for implied scenes and sensual description]
Light streams through the open window and falls on Tiffany's pale skin, illuminating it in the early morning sun. Her lover sits cross-legged on the floor in front of the bed they shared the night before. A sketch book lays open in Taeyeon's lap and she leans over it, focused intensely. She's so caught up in the colors she's replicating on the page that she doesn't notice her angel's eyes fluttering open. Her eyes locked on the fine delicate lines of the world's most perfect imperfection and cursing her skills in trying to replicate such beauty on paper. The soft and warm glow of the sun on the exposed skin of her neck, the luxurious brown tangles that spreads on the covers of the white pillow and the cloth that clings loosely to her frame, teasing the painter in it's exquisite flesh that is barred from her hungry eyes. She would thank god everyday that Tiffany wasn't a real angel because then Taeyeon felt she might never reach her happiness as Tiffany would always be out of reach, flying high within sight but always out of reach.
"Taetae? What are you doing out of bed?" Tiffany eyes trailing her lovers face to her neck and then to her hands as it moves on the paper with a brush. Taeyeon had a beauty that dimmed any star, even the Sun to Tiffany. Her blonde strands that covers her beautiful thin neck, her soft warm skin and flawless body as it contorts the fabric on the girl to look like an expensive dress. Her nice supple lips, those that just hours ago covered hers in a passionate kiss and more.
With a sweet smile and blushing cheeks, Taeyeon looks up at the object of her affections. "You looked so beautiful Fany-ah, I wanted to remember every single part of what will now belong to me forever. I don't have a camera so I decided to paint you. To never forget the reason why I smile." The kisses she planted on her neck, behind her ears and those delectable lips. Every inch of perfection that she had marked hers, with her lips, her roaming fingers and her skin.
Raising her eyebrows, Tiffany leans over the side of the bed. "Can I see it?"
"It's not finished yet. Don't move." The eyesmiling girl giggles lightly and returns to her original position. The corner of Taeyeon's tongue sticks out as she concentrates on the curve of her lover's hips. As the bedsheet drapes over luscious skin, she found herself longing to touch them and to feel the girl once more writhing undern-
Ahem *Cough*Cough*
"Do you remember the first time we made love Fany-ah? We were drinking a large bottle of wine playing a song on the old record player. You twirled me around in this beautiful, intimate dance and once the song ended you kissed me. We woke up completely intertwined and happy in the morning."
"Of course I remember; I'll never forget. I was in love with you way before that night though. From the very first moment we met I've been drawn to you Kim Taeyeon. You're the beating of my heart. The reason I'm alive..." My air, my heart, my happiness.
The two women gaze at each other lovingly as they each think about the memories they have of one another. The stolen kisses, the hugs and the passionate nights.
"I could be happy with you for the rest of my life."
"Good, cause I ain't planning on going anywhere. I won't break that promise ever. "
Taeyeon turns the finished painting so that she can see. The image of the girl in bed was mesmerizing in its likeliness but what really stands out are the words written across the top: Grow old with you and thereafter~ with you in my ever after
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