If a look could draw a gaze

back to it,

then this would be one such look


It feels as if the sky is light up by fireworks

or countless stars,

and Yona is left gazing up at them in awe and wonder,


and as she gazes into purple eyes,

something blooms like roses in her chest and across her stomach,

it's a feeling that she doesn't know how to define,


and then when he leans in,

leaning down,

because Jae-Ha is so much taller


than she is,

and she can't bear to close her eyes,

not as green bangs come closer,


not as purple eyes seem almost to grow wider

as the distance between them shrinks,

he is so close that her mind flees from her


and then he kisses her,

his lips brush against hers,

and her eyes close on reflex,


and she feels as warm as the fire

that heats up their food,

and it's a scattered warmth,


it rises up from her toes

through her hands,

through every inch of her,


and she's so comfortable

feeling lightly ablaze,

and Jae-Ha's hand rests on her hip,


and Yona somehow wants to let this feeling

show and resonate with Jae-Ha,

but she feels uninspired,


so, she leans up and tries to shrink their distance even more,

regardless of that impossibility,

and she kisses him as if she were rain just beginning to fall


or a leaf cascading to the ground to finally rest,

and Yona hopes he feels this too.