Fan Fiction |
by Aromatherapy [aka peachy]
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When the night came, Angel was draped in the white dress. Dongwan was in a black suit in which he hates. "Why do I have to wear a suit!?" he complained.
"Kim Dongwan," Mr. Kim said. "You honestly need to understand that you have to wear a suit for an elegant party!"
"But the tie is choking my Dongwan's Apple!" Dongwan whined.
"Oppa, it's name after Adam, not you!" Angel said. Dongwan pouted.
"Just have fun!" Mr. Kim said.
"Bye dad," Angel said and her father kiss her forehead. Dongwan and Angel left. "I feel weird in this," Angel said. "What if everyone is wearing all normal?"
"Why would Dong Wook buy you a dress if he knew everyone is going to dress casually?" Dongwan asked.
"I don't know," Angel said.
"Just relax," Dongwan said. They got to the Queen's Castle, a very elegant place that was built to look like a real castle of the olden days. "Shall we?" Dongwan said to Angel. Angel put her arms around Dongwan's and the two enter the building. In there, everything was set with the best of taste to put it to a fine perfection. Perfect, Dongwan would say.
Dong Wook was chatting with an elderly lady, his mom. Kimmi was talking to a guy. She was dress in a strapless black dress. Angel notice that every girl, excluding her and Mrs. Choi, were dress in black. Dong Wook was the only one in a white Armani suit while the other men were in black also. Mrs. Choi was wearing a lavender dress.
"I feel weird," Angel whispered.
"Relax, dongseng," Dongwan said. Dong Wook notice the two. He walked over to them. "Bye!" Dongwan slipped away.
"Oppa!" Angel cried but Dong Wook had already approached her.
"Hey Angel!" he said.
"Hey."
"You look like an angelic aurora tonight."
"Don't play games, Dong Wook. Why am I the only one in white besides your mother?" Angel demanded.
"So you can pop out and so I can see you very clearly where ever you are!" Dong Wook explained. "Now come on!" He dragged Angel to his mom. "Mom, this is Angel," he said. Mrs. Choi turned. Her face was line with gentle wrinkles and when she smile, her eyes crinkle beautifully.
"Oh! Such a beauty right before my aged eyes!" she cried. She took Angel's hand into her own. "Glad to meet you, dearest Angel. My son has been talking non-stop about you. He say you were an angel like your name and I see that you are."
Angel, again, blushed. 'Why am I blushing so much now!?' she thought. Dong Wook also blushed.
"Mom!" he cried and Mrs. Choi smile.
"I best be going!" she said and walked off, winking like a little girl at Angel.
"Forget everything she just say except about the part of you looking like an angel," Dong Wook said, grinning. Then they heard an announcment.
"Everyone, welcome!" Mrs. Choi said. "Welcome and thank you for joining us today! Today, I have turn 63! And although my husband had left me years ago, I am still a strong, independent woman! I thank you all for joining me today on this special occasion!" Claps were thundered and Mrs. Choi was pleased. "I thank my son for throwing this huge party for me! Thank you, Dong Wook!" Again, claps were thundered. "Well, I'm not going to waste time talking. Enjoy yourself the rest of the night!" Claps again went on and Mrs. Choi step down.
Then a song came on, a beautiful slow song. A beam show straight to Dong Wook and Angel and everyone made a large circle around them. Angel stared at Dong Wook. "What's this?" she whispered.
"Care to dance?" Dong Wook asked, holding out his hand to her.
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[[QUOTE OF THE DAY]] Go oft to the house of thy friends, for weeds choked the unuse path. - Ralph Waldo Emerson
I don't understand this quote, anyone mind translating it? hehe...