Chapter 33 - ...a real first kiss... (1/2)

...Their daughter was a simple accountant to them and nothing more.

The Christmas dinner went great, it went even better for him when he found out the day her family had people over was the day after. Christmas was all about their family and no one else.

”Thank you so much for coming.” Two hours later she walked him to his car. Her parents had been the perfect host and for that she was grateful.

”I wouldn't have had it any other way.” he replied rather content with how the night had gone.

There was love in her family and he understood how hard her decision to take a path less traveled would affect them. He respected her more.

She carried a tote bag her mum had gotten for her last birthday which was cool. But a twenty four year old didn't need a tote bag as much as she wanted to live her life.

”This is for...”

”You got me something?”

”Well it is for Woo Jin.”

He wasn't expecting that. Why was woo Jin getting something and not him. He didn't know his face was squeezed until she reached out a hand to smooth his chin.

”Look who is jealous. You just ate a full plate.”

”What?”

”It's just some fried turkey, and chocolate cake and a bottle of wine courtesy of my dad.”

”I knew they'd like me.”

”No surprise there. And this is for you,” she brought out a tiny black box held by a red bow she had managed to hide under the tote bag she held.

He was dumbfounded for a minute. What could she have gotten him, did it matter? No, as long as it came from her and he was sure she had put in a considerate amount of thought into buying him a gift.

He took it from her small hands as he brushed hers ever lightly. Words failed him so he proceeded to opening the box

”Aren't you going to wait to get home?” she was late as the wrap was already out of the way revealing a tiny gold statue of a man holding a hammer with a tool bag around his waist. A golden road marked with black road dividers was attached to his feet and stretched out a little, he was working on it.

He was still studying it and she was getting lost in how the gold gleamed on his face. Snap out of it she warned herself.

”It's a man working on a road, or at least that's what I think it is or it looks like. I'm rambling, I'm sorry if you don't like it, I...”

He wanted so badly to kiss all the words out of her mouth, but her parents might be watching and he wouldn't dare to risk it but he would hold her so he pulled her in a hug as she struggled to explain the gift better.

She sank into his body, all muscled and tight skin and the scent of him would one day be her undoing. Holding him and been held by him was her favorite thing to do so she closed her eyes as a chill air wrapped them both.