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@❛ shiah y. it surely is a relief, to the raven-haired male, that shiah appears to be just as enamored as him, for the feeling of predilection in his chest is a foreign one to him. doyoung had never been one for overtly public affection, yet it is nearly impossible to deny the overwhelming pull in his chest to her and he finds himself more comfortable rather than the opposite. even now, with the space between them nearly negligible in a matter of a couple centimeters, his eyes gaze into her's pleasantly though his mind is running. where would he take her on their second date? if anything, it might be difficult to top this one, for it will always protrude in his mind. perhaps they could go to the roller rink—he can see them riding across the court, hand in hand. but no, any possible bruises would be detrimental for her legs, and he couldn't have that. perhaps, the carnival? or maybe even, he could invite her over to his place and cook for her. his mind is already conjuring millions of possibilities, when her question causes him to refocus. "i think it's attractive," he confesses, nodding very slightly. this was true: as much as he enjoyed being a gentleman and treating his girl, for her to make the first move was very much be surprising and attracting. in fact, it was helpful; he would never know if he was going too far for comfort, and the actions of his counterpart helped to assuage that. why, he wondered as his eyes peeked to her plump roseate lips, was it that she was contemplating the space between them?

@❛ doyoung k. if she knew that she'd be so captivated by him, perhaps a date where the two could freely exchange conversation and physical affections would rather suit- but she doesn't dwell on that fact and again, lifts her chin to gingerly brush the tip of her nose to his. the movie, she's been anticipating it since it's revelation, but now that it's presented before her, she can't help but be enthralled by her date and he captures her attention so effortlessly in comparison to the resplendence of the scenes. "no, it isn't too early," she retaliates. "i actually can't wait until then already." he's barely an inch away, one sudden move and she'd taste bliss on her lips. and although she wants to, she just lets his mere breath tickle and ghost over her as if a tease. her thumb reciprocates his actions, smearing over his backhand gently as her eyes flicker from his to his tiers, then back up in a quick second. "how do you feel about girls who make the first move?"

@❛ shiah y. glad to see that she had not been displeased by his sudden action (which in all honesty had been for his own pleasure and gratification), doyoung proudly sports a satisfied smile, even more when she pulls him closer by the chin. “the opposite actually, i’d like more,” he counters truthfully. the movie had already begun, in the first few scenes of its foreword, yet the male finds his attention to be more favorably occupied by the alluring presence of his date before him. the space between them was minuscule now, feeling their breaths upon each other’s lips, yet doyoung doesn’t dare pull from her. “i am too.” teeth biting down gently upon his bottom lip, gnawing at the flesh contemplatively, doyoung finds his hand, clasped with hers, unknowingly rubbing the skin of her hand softly. “is it too early to ask for a second one? i’d.. really like to see you again.” this was the kind of thing reserved for the end of the date when he would, in true gentlemanly fashion, return her to her dorm, but already he finds himself unable to ignore his burning affection for her.

@❛ doyoung k. "mm, don't want anymore i'm guessing?" she jests, soon even forgetting about the movie every few seconds and capitalizes on the fact that he smelled like sweet coffee and even though the lights were heavily dimmed, his prominent facial features still shined in her eyes. it was almost dangerous at how affected she was because of him, and she didn't think she would even be on their first date. perhaps it was something about being with dongyoung that caught her off guard- maybe it was the way his eyes twinkled at the sight of her, how she swears she could see that he wanted to wind his arms around her just as much as she wanted him to, or how he beckons himself closer to press a dainty kiss to her nose. she blinks for a second, momentarily buffering before emitting a quiet chuckle. all her built up assiduous feelings get the best of her as her pointer snugly hooks under his chin, drawing him closer. it was clear she hadn't thought this through as silence blankets between the two, all she knew was that he enticed her. "i.. am really liking this date."

@❛ shiah y. "you already gave me warm hugs, princess. you seem to be a girl who likes princesses." he replies, having a sudden desire to ruffle her hair in response to her adorable answer, though this want goes unfulfilled due to the hats that they both don on their heads. he opens his mouth as he starts to make a comment regarding the fact that he would rather be something else than cute, but the words fail to leave his mouth as she suddenly leans forward, grazing the tips of their noses together. caught off guard, doyoung's eyes widen slightly in surprise (though he sure hopes that she is unable to discern this among the darkness of the room). in that very moment, the heat of her skin buzzing across his, doyoung comes to the earth-shattering reality that more than anything, he very much wants to lean forward and deepen their connection. but realizing that this would be rather rash, he settles for less. in a fleeting moment of pushing his trepidation away, the dark-haired male leans forward and presses his lips into the bridge of her nose which was earlier rubbing against his. not lingering for very long, he pulls back and offers her a smile, tingling with a hint of shyness.

@❛ doyoung k. the feathering of his breath tickles her skin yet, she doesn't pull away and instead opts to keep her focus unto him. she figures that he can't see the shy smile that curls her roseate tiers, but it's there, and god knows he's been the only man to make her feel so flushed with just mere words. her cheeks sync in the shade of her plush lips, her heart performing flips and tricks within the confinement of her chest once more, as she hums for emphasis. "you're cute like olaf, seems fitting. and i'd give you warm hugs any day," she murmurs. her body reacts on instinct as she leans to graze the bulb of their noses together. it's in a cheeky manner, but she can't help but notice at how she held her breath upon being so intimate. "how'd you know?" she muses as she etches herself back. "both elsa and anna, i like them. but for that comedic relief, sven, heh."

@❛ shiah y. he lets her final comment dissipate into the air as their ending, though this doesn't stop him from thinking that he wouldn't mind being her anything, really; her tissue, her punching bag, her friend, anything to be in her presence and catch a glimpse of that endearing smile of her's. only an hour has progressed since the commencement of their meeting, yet already doyoung feels the twinge of espousement in his chest as he turns and gazes at the image of her before him, hand clasped in his. is this what ensued in a "casual romance?" lifting his head and turning slightly to observe her when he feels her pull out from under him, he feigns a complex expression of contemplation before leaning down to whisper to her. "i like olaf," he reveals. "i enjoy his comedic relief." in agreement with his own answer he nods, feeling the warmth emitting from her skin. "how about you?" he returns the question, voice low. "a princess like yourself?"

@❛ doyoung k. "if i do, you're my tissue anyway." she retorts utmost immediately in that same, familiar banter that the two harbored for each other. it seemed as if within every ticking second, she was growing too comfortable around him, it's evident in the intimate way their fingers intertwine, her cheek gingerly brushes up shamelessly onto his shoulder, and how his scent is all she can smell (and she isn't complaining). the movie routinely starts and her smile straightens, pursing her lips while her complete, undivided attention remains on the big screen before the two and other patrons. her breath steadies and she's silently, rhythmically tapping her heels to the beat of the introduction to the film just as its first edition. "who's your favorite frozen character?" she murmurs amidst the opening, figuring she'd better ask now before the actual dialogue begins in order to not ruin their movie theater experience together. she gazes up at him, detaching her head from his shoulder despite the masking darkness of the room and she could feel his breath ghost over her lips. it's barely there, but it's there, and it makes her heart race.

@❛ shiah y. despite the darkening of the theater to indicate the commencement of the film, all that doyoung desires at the moment is to continue in their conversation together, finding that their flirtatious banter is enough to satisfy him. unfortunately in light of this, it may have been a bad idea on doyoung's part to suggest a movie though he shakes this thought away as she settles into her seat and leans her head into him, as he realizes that nonetheless, she is excited for the movie. that is all that matters, frankly, is that she is enjoying herself. and in all honesty, he was too: the seamless fitting of her head softly into his shoulder (as though molded for each other) and the comfortable grasp of her hand around his was more than enough to keep him occupied throughout the movie. "don't cry," he teases as a last word, recalling the events of the movie and wondering if she really would. luckily, the state of darkness in the room allows for them to express their affection without watching eyes, and with this thought in mind doyoung leans his head atop hers which is rested upon the broadness of his shoulder.

@❛ doyoung k. "it's been awhile for me too," she concludes just until he's reached a popcorn piece and hovered it over her lips. she parts her tiers to take it in with the plushness of brushing against his finger with a shy smile, and at that moment, the lights dim slightly to signify the starting of their (or well, her) highly anticipated movie. during this time, she takes the initiative to feed him a popcorn, and once he's taken it, she rests her head upon his shoulder despite the discomfort she feels on her side from the armrest. frankly, it didn't matter to her as long as they maintained that close, intimate proximity they've grown accustomed to. "it's starting." she whispers it with an elated tone, her hand undulating his arm until their fingers cross and intertwine leisurely. she's glad that they've sat in the back and that their row was empty, for her show of affection didn't necessarily have to be limited and out for the public to see.. in a way.

@❛ shiah y. excited? sure he was, the first time he had seen the movie. it was no secret that doyoung loved disney movies, especially the heart-warming ones that left him feeling like a carefree child once again. but after having already seen the movie, there was little left to fawn for. yet still, there was a bubbling sensation in him not unsimilar to excitement. perhaps, he allows himself to ponder as he turns to gaze at her, the gentle features of visage dimly illuminated by the subtle light from the screen. even in this situation, where one should be at their least attractive due to the unfortunate lighting to highlight imperfects, she remains impeccable. he remembers now, prompted by her question, that she is under the guise that he hasn't seen the movie. perhaps a lie wasn't the best way to start their relation, but it was a white lie after all. "i am," he claims, smile spreading across his lips in the darkness. "it's been a while since i've seen the first one so i'll have to do a quick catch up." seamlessly, observing how she pops the snack into , doyoung grabs a piece in his hand and presses it to her lips with a grin.

@❛ doyoung k. accounting for just how many others were in the room and how they've piled towards the center of the rows to ensue their abilities of comfort, she figures that managing the back would be best for the two. and it's as if he's read her mind as he guides her up the silhouetted stairs, following in suit. once she's seated, the popcorn bag is perched upon her lap whilst she leans her elbow over the armrest to incline his way. "yeah, i'm excited. i'll finally be able to tell my members i've seen the movie," ingeniously, she scrunches her nose at him despite the darkened filter of the room. barely, she can call prominent shades of his countenance from under the lights- at least it's before the movie's started that she can savor his handsome visual once more. "are you excited?" she returns the question, reaching for a popcorn piece and slipping it between her lips.

@❛ shiah y. after following his alluring demoiselle into the darkened movie theater, he's satisfied to find that this time she has already taken the initiative to entwine their fingers once again, lithe digits lacing together as though they were molded for each other. in the darkness of the room, he holds on to her. taking a quick scan and making his best attempt to discern the population of the room, he quickly identifies that the majority of the seats toward the cneter of the room are taken; all that remain are seats in the very back, or that are close enough to the screen to cause a neck cramp. "let's sit in the back," he decides, already moving up the illuminated stairs with her in tow. it was okay, after all, it would give them more privacy than sitting in the very front. once he has maneuvered them to a seat, he places the drink into the holder between them and leans over to her, voice lowered. "are you excited?"

@❛ doyoung k. she's left with holding the popcorn bag in one arm, her other hand vacant for his to slip along and lace with- for which he does and she's sure that he's planned it also from that smug smile on his visage. touching him in any sort of way, it just seems so essential now that she's gotten a taste of it. she's afraid that he'll wisp away if she lets his grasp loosen even a tad, so she squeezes his palm and sports a genuine smile his way as they make their way down the hallway. though he parts from her to open the door and she's left smitten, entering in but not without splaying her palm over the door for him to make his way in also. "cute," is what she murmurs as there were a few others in the cinema, glancing to him. her hand rightfully intertwines with his, eyes rolling over the freed seats for the two to settle at. "where should we sit?"

@❛ shiah y. in all honestly, doyoung had deemed a visit to the theater to be a perfect location for a date—with their demanding schedules and the ever looming threat of paparazzi over their shoulders, the movie theater provided a perpetual consistency as well as a semi-private environment for them to enjoy themselves. “more than alright.” as they make their way deeper into the depths of the building, doyoung does not fail to notice that despite her lack of struggle, their purchases disable their ability to return to their previous intimacy; without a word, he grasps the drink in her hand and switches it over into his other, enabling him to interlace his fingers in with hers once again. this touch, it is demanding as much as it is gratifying, and he desires it more and more as the night proceeds. it is only when they approach their designated room that he breaks their connection momentarily to hold open the door for her: “ladies first,” he beckons.

@❛ doyoung k. relief stricken as he comes into view, he ramifies that scarce, reminiscent feeling of warmness that attracts her his way before he's made his presence known. she's zealous and it shows as the ends of her roseate tiers curl up into a satisfied simper. "hey you. yeah, i did. i hope you're alright with the popcorn and soda, haha," she sheepishly brings the two purchases into his view, but as she does so, it dawns upon her that she can't necessarily hold his hand now. not that she needed to touch him, but she wanted to. she peers over to glance at what theater room their respective movie was screening in, beckoning him onward with the slight angle of her head. "room four, right? it should be close." she props herself beside him, sauntering down the hallway with tranquility at their feet as the curvatures of their shoulders subtly bump every few steps.

@❛ shiah y. "sweet, that seems to be me," he smiles, recalling this to be in his head the third time she has used such an adjective to describe him. when she disappears from his side, conforming into the burgeoning crowd to purchase their snacks, he immediately feels the emptiness of his barren side no longer occupied by her saccharine presence. in a hustle to return to her, he quickly procures their tickets, sliding his card over with ease. it is strange and almost unnerving, his heightened pining to be near her. his previous trepidations are almost long forgotten; former warnings to hold himself back have been abandoned. tickets in hand, doyoung makes his way into the theater which is now finally beginning to emanate warmth in search of his counterpart. almost immediately he spots her, bearing a small popcorn and drink. perhaps it was his undeniable inclination toward her or simply the idol aura she exuded, but his eyes were easily fixed upon her. "hey," he greets again. "find everything alright?"

@❛ doyoung k. as he bids her farewell with the softened kiss to her knuckle, she takes a moment to debate leaving his side. he was the personification of warmth, the embodiment of belonging, the reason scintillas of adulation flickers in her irises- but alas, she sports him a sweet smile and parts from him. "you're too sweet, dongyoung." as she arrives at the counter, she curses at herself for not yet asking what he was inclining towards in terms of sweets, but safely, she decides on a small popcorn and a medium drink. she troubles herself on if he'd be alright if they shared the same straw, but seeing how a mutual utensil didn't faze him earlier at the cafe, she picks up one and shuffles her way by where the showings were.

@❛ shiah y. "perhaps i don't want anyone dreaming about me but you" is his response, though his words are perhaps lost as they approach the bustling theater, already brimming with customers. in all honestly, he hasn't the first idea as to what it is that is propelling him to be so forward, so charming in a way opposite of his usual self. perhaps it is just her who is urging him on, encouraging him. "sure," he agrees, beginning to feel the absence of her skin on his. their promise reoccurs to his mind; in exchange for her generous coffee, he was to cover their entirety of their theater date. he would later cover it for her. "get anything you want, love, i'll cover it." he smiles invitingly at her, bidding her a temporary adieu with a gentle kiss to her hand before turning to purchase their tickets.

@❛ doyoung k. "who wouldn't dream about you?" she retaliates utmost immediately. it's a low, hushed murmur, but she's sure that he's heard it from how intimate their stance is as they saunter their way closer to the theater. and as he carefully, innocuously lays a kiss to her crown, she can't help confine the fuzziness that fulfills in her chest and spreads to the entirety of her svelte frame. he was driving her insane. "i'm hoping i'll hog that spot for at least awhile." and with that, she reluctantly dispels herself from his hold as they arrive at the ticket counter, albeit her hand still grasping his throughout it all. "you can handle the tickets, i can get us food and drinks?"

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