The Simple Things

Serenity

She could not help herself. Her eyes were drawn to him…

There he was, sitting on the lush green grass against the backdrop of the clear blue sky, reading a book. He would slowly turn the page, a look of quiet concentration on his handsome face. A gentle breeze blew, caressing him softly. It was such a tranquil, peaceful scene. Mina was completely spellbound. She loved to watch him as he would read, giving her a sense security and serenity, a sense of contentment. It was such a simple thing to behold, but oh so magical and charming nevertheless. She would simply gaze at him, her chivalrous warrior in repose, not wanting to disturb him. But Hwang always sensed her, feeling her presence. He would look up at her, his face lighting up, warming her soul. His smile captivates, touching her deeply, to her very core. She would blush, moved by his strong, compassionate spirit. His very essence stirred her heart, stirred her emotions. No other man could move her so. Hwang would stand up and embrace Mina, engulfing her in his powerful arms, surrounding her with his vigor, with his love. His aura, his vitality consumes her with rapture. She loved the feel of his arms around her, the way he held her – firm, yet gentle. Mina gave a blissful sigh…

Vivacity

Hwang looked so cute, a slight crimson coloring his handsome face…

Mina was giddy with delight. It was such a wonderful day to be outside, surrounded by nature’s beauty. The sun shined brightly and the gentle breeze swept her off her feet. She felt so alive, so free. Heaven was smiling down on her, or more importantly, on them. She would gaze up at Hwang adoringly, smiling radiantly at him. They were walking together, his large hand holding her dainty one. She loved the feel of his hand on hers, to feel his calluses, to feel him. His touch warmed her all-over. This simple act of holding hands made her feel special, that she was special to him; that she was his girl and and his alone; that he was her man and only hers. She felt safe in his hands. She trusted his hands; she trusted him. She trusted him to guide her, to protect her. To be by his side, hand in hand, she felt stronger, more exuberant. There was no other place she wanted to be.

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