Perfect Girl
Title: Perfect Girl
Pairings: Onew/Onew
Rating: G
Genre: Romance
Word Count: 241
Have you ever felt so in love to the point where you feel like you might simultaneously combust the moment she walks by and her sweet scent lingers at your nose? I have. Is it ever possible to look into someone’s eyes and feel like you’re sixteen and in love; the feeling of warmth and those funny little butterflies start to tickle your stomach. Every touch she makes, every wink she gives, every little thing she does, reminds you of why you fell in love with her the first time.
Her big, beautiful brown eyes, so deep and mesmerizing; whenever she walks she exudes confidence. They say girls like this don’t exist for they only cause hurt; they play you and especially if you’re rich and famous, they’re world class gold diggers.
But that isn’t true. I know, for I’ve experienced this beautiful woman. Her touch, I’ve felt; her scent, I’ve smelt; her soft red lips, I’ve tasted, her heart; I’ve had and still do. Genuine, pure, gentle and kind, perhaps the rarest of kinds; my god I’m lucky to even be in her presence.
Waking up in the morning, with her slender body wrapped in my arms; coming out of the shower with my clothes laid out; walking into the kitchen with a full breakfast ready.
“I cannot offer you much except my love.” She told me, the night I got down on my knees.
And love she’s given me.
Pairings: Onew/Onew
Rating: G
Genre: Romance
Word Count: 241
Have you ever felt so in love to the point where you feel like you might simultaneously combust the moment she walks by and her sweet scent lingers at your nose? I have. Is it ever possible to look into someone’s eyes and feel like you’re sixteen and in love; the feeling of warmth and those funny little butterflies start to tickle your stomach. Every touch she makes, every wink she gives, every little thing she does, reminds you of why you fell in love with her the first time.
Her big, beautiful brown eyes, so deep and mesmerizing; whenever she walks she exudes confidence. They say girls like this don’t exist for they only cause hurt; they play you and especially if you’re rich and famous, they’re world class gold diggers.
But that isn’t true. I know, for I’ve experienced this beautiful woman. Her touch, I’ve felt; her scent, I’ve smelt; her soft red lips, I’ve tasted, her heart; I’ve had and still do. Genuine, pure, gentle and kind, perhaps the rarest of kinds; my god I’m lucky to even be in her presence.
Waking up in the morning, with her slender body wrapped in my arms; coming out of the shower with my clothes laid out; walking into the kitchen with a full breakfast ready.
“I cannot offer you much except my love.” She told me, the night I got down on my knees.
And love she’s given me.