"Hey Kristy!" a brown-haired teenager ran into the glass door. "Wow, not even going to warn me?" he scolded the smaller blond in front of him. She turned looking very annoyed and flipped a stray lock of her bangs out of the way. She tilted a hip slightly before resisting the urge to yell at him…barely.

"And when exactly would I have time to do that Taemin?" She rolled her eyes before turning back to waiting for her popcorn to pop in the microwave. "You barely breathed let alone give me a chance to respond. Besides it's KRISTINE not 'Kristy.'" Taemin waited until he was sure that she wasn't looking to stick his tongue out at her. "What are you five?" she said laughing a bit. Taemins' eyes went wide.

"Holy - your side kick!" Taemin said grinning. Kristine burst out laughing "What?"she waved her hand in front of her face slightly as she tried to breathe.

"It's Psychic Taemin. Side kick is the guy that helps the superhero." Kristine kept laughing slightly shaking her head as Taemin frowned slightly. He lightly punched her arm. Kristine laughed again and knocked him back before pointing at the microwave. "It's reflective. As in I can see you." she repressed a happy cheer as it beeped and she pulled out the fully popped bag of popcorn and headed into the dark living room where SAW 6 was getting ready to be played. "Time to get the crap scared out of mee!' Kristine half sang. Taemin laughed and sat on the couch.

"You suck at singing just so you know." Taemin pulled Kristine to lie in front of him on the large couch as he wrapped his arms around her waist and set his head on her shoulder. Kristine laughed as she reached for the remote and pressed play.

"Just so you know that is literally your job, not mine." Kristine laughed at her own joke and smiled as she felt him laugh though her back. On the spur of the moment she got up ignoring Taemin's protests, handing him the popcorn and changed the movie to UNDERWOLD. Sitting back down only to get back up to get a blanket and turning up the thermostat three degrees. Taemin had a eyebrow cocked.

"Does three degrees actually even matter?" he asked as he pulled her back in the same position as before. "teddy bears should be envious of you, your THAT cuddly." Taemin laughed as sneaked a piece of popcorn as the beginning credits rolled out. Kristine yawned slightly and glanced at the clock. 'Is this a good idea? It's nearly midnight...' Kristine put out of her mind, besides it wouldn't be the first time they fell asleep on the couch. Kristine found it hard though, to pay attention to the movie she had seen multiple times when Taemins' body was so close to her that she could actually feel him breathing, on her neck lightly and his chest pressing slightly harder against her back. Normally being this close to someone along with their arms being tight around her would completely tick her off...but it was her Tae. Favoritism is a beautiful thing. As the movie went on she relaxed onto Taemins' back and found out she could feel his heartbeat too. The steady pounding seamed to synchronize with her own heartbeat and smiled to herself. She laid her head on the upper part of Taemins' arm as he readjusted to get confortable. As the movie went on Kristine knew the dramatic and action parts, not because she was paying attention but because Taemin's heartbeat would speed up slightly. Kristine turned her head and kissed Taemins jaw in affection, surprising him. "What was that for?' Taemin had a half-smile on his face as his dark eyes looked at Kristine.

"Just happy things turned out the way that they did, considering all that happened." Kristine replied and rubbed her jaw twice on Taemin's arm before going back to laying her head back down, smiling at his chuckle.

"I'm happy too Kristy, Saranghae Yo." Taemin kissed the crook of her jaw near her ear and Kristine pulled the blanket over them happy and sure she had made the right choice.

'I am not late, until I see my alarm clock I refuse to say I'm late.' Kristine thought as she put a magenta tank top on and pulled on a light blue button up. She was late for a date to meet up with Cyma, a old friend from high school who said she had someone she wanted her to meet. Kristine buttoned up her light blue dress shirt and black slacks, with a interview after the 'date' with Cyma she had a interview. An important interview. Kristine brushed her brown hair into a smooth ponytail, taking a stray lock of hair, she wrapped it around the elastic to hide it and tucked it in back into the ponytail. After applying her make-up she rushed out to her car and started it up before running back in for her things for the interview and her wallet. Kristine drove the short distance to the cafe and turned off her car jumping when someone tapped on the glass as she put the large manilla envelope for the interview in the backseat. Turning to yell she saw a black haired girl with sunglasses and multiple blue, teal, and dark gray streaks in her hair, she also had the top part pulled back into a messy bun. 'well, it's odd but it looks damn good.' Kristine thought as she rolled down the window. The girl flipped her off. Kristine frowned at the girl looking closer to figure out who she was. Did she know anyone with a lip piercing, four cartilage on her left and...Kristine smiled recognizing the small tattoo on the collarbone.

"Cyma you were so close to getting hit." Kristine laughed as she came out of the car and hugged her laughing friend. Cyma smiled and shrugged her shoulders.

"What gave me away? I totally look different from high school." Kristine laughed at the understatement, she poked the small tribal like black tattoo. "Ah yes this wonderful little guy."

"I was there when you got it remember?" Kristine said as Cyma lead the way to a table with a old looking Asian. "Don't tell me..." Cyma laughed. The man stood and bowed slightly.

"I'm Kanao Sungnim. Cyma tell me your sick?" He looked concerned and Cyma laughed again. All of them sat down at the table. Kristine looked confused.

"Kanao, I said she was my pick." Cyma smiled as the man turned slightly red. "Anyway Krissy, this is who I want you to meet, he's my mentor." Kristine sighed from relief and held out her hand and shook the mans hand. "So you still do photography right?" Cyma asked leaning on the table after moving her sweater sleeves out of the way. Kristine noticed black on her wrist and turned her arm over, it was a small heart with wings and Kanji beneath it tattooed in.

"How many of theses do you got? Yeah I'm still doing photography but-" Kristine let go of her wrist.

"Around five tats, do you have any examples with you? I'd like Kanao to see." Kristine frowned slightly then went to her car and pulled out the manilla envelope and went back inside. "Ohh, a envelope!" Kristine sighed, while she looked different her random amusement at strange things certainly hadn't changed. Kano took the envelope with a polite nod then carefully started looking through them.

"So no guy in your life then Cyma?" Kristine said, noting how attractive her friend had gotten, a more slender frame,the same dark clothes, got her hair under control, but probably not under dress code. 'And to compare I'm the same dinky dork.' Kristen shrugged off the self doubt as Cyma spoke,

"Used to have one but Kanao caught him cheating," Cyma gave the man a little hug, Kanao smiled but didn't look up. "And since then they have to go through him." Kanao nodded.

"Good head, bad taste." Kanao muttered as Cyma pretended to be upset. "She's like my daughter Suki." Kristine laughed at their antics. "Men think good meat meant bad brain."

"So what are you doing now Cyma?" Kristine asked politely.

"I used to be a translator, now I'm Kanao's assistant." Cyma nodded slightly. "Yup nearly right out of college, I needed experience translating and Kanao's the only one who would take an American. Then after a year I got a job with a pharmaceutical company. Then Kanao lost, well that's for him to say isn't it? But after that incident," Kanao handed back the photos after looking at the last one.

"After I lost my wife she helped me keep working, hard to be sad near her." Kanao patted Cyma's hand and Kristine smiled, wouldn't put it past Cyma to affect someone that much. "She thinks of the most interesting ideas and I take it into photo's." Cyma nodded.

"So what's this to do with my photos?" Kristine asked. Cyma grinned.

"Their good." Cyma stated. Kanao laughed, it was slightly wheezy.

"Cyma, be honest. I'm getting old in years and I asked if she knew someone we could work with who could take over for me in the company." Kanao smiled. "I like your style of photos."

"Company? What company?" Kristine only felt slightly nosy as she asked.

"Oh I forgot to say didn't I? The company is called PeecH." Cyma laughed at herself. Kristine caught a surprise yell. And looked at Kanao.

"You work at PeecH? It's one of the largest international studios!" Kristine barley kept her voice level. "Did you know when you first started Cyma?" Cyma laughed loudly.

"Hell no I did- sorry." Kanao smacked Cyma's head for her language making Kristine chuckle. "I knew it was photography but I had no idea, luckily Kanao is understanding, he actually taught me Cantonese." Cyma nodded as if unknowingly getting hired at a large corporation was normal for her. "We'd love it if you could work with us too." Cyma smiled and Kristine laughed.

"I'd honestly couldn't think of anything I'd rather do."