Da r k -------- K n i g h t
he's no prince charming
he's no prince charming
p r o l o g u e
I really, really, really, REALLY didn’t like him……….. at the time.
It wasn’t that he was ugly or mean (okay, maybe he was a little to blunt for his own good) but in all honesty, it was because he was just too darn intimidating. Those dark brown eyes; if you look into it, it almost seem like two gaping black holes trying to suck you into hell. And I wasn’t the only one who thought that way! My friends and other students at our university had also agreed. He was C-R-E-E-P-Y~
Son (his name is Yook Songpaisarn) was not ugly nor was he gorgeous, instead, average like everyone I knew. His eyes do not sparkle, however it does releases an invisible death ray that has the power to suffocate a person (*cough* I would know, I’ve lived through it). He is extremely tall….. almost like an ogre. He has broad shoulder that contours his upper body in a form of a rectangle. His lips are always dry with little cracks but those lips, his lips are always pink with a tint of red with just enough softness to melt you into his embrace. He got—
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“He got…. He got….”Vill couldn’t help but fantasize about his body. She had seen it before. She is his wife after all. But did she really want her readers to know all his “treasures”?
Uh, HELL NO! It’s only my treasure chest, she thought hotly.
“Babe, what wrong?” Son had stop watching the soccer match and turn his body towards the screeching scribble sounds being fiercely force upon on a piece of paper.
“It’s nothing. I was just writing about something….” She answered absentmindedly. She wanted to write their story and share it with the world. It's a great way to remember all the memories they shared but it doesn’t have to have every little single detail right?
“What are you writing about?”
“About you and me—”
“and how perfect we are” He finished her sentence while looking at her with one of his sloppy smile.
“yeah” she softly whispered to herself.
We are perfect together aren’t we? She couldn’t help but swell up with happiness. Carefully, she stacked the papers on top of one another and gently placed them into the closes drawer she could find, and then slowly and seductively made her way to where her husband was sitting.
It wasn’t that he was ugly or mean (okay, maybe he was a little to blunt for his own good) but in all honesty, it was because he was just too darn intimidating. Those dark brown eyes; if you look into it, it almost seem like two gaping black holes trying to suck you into hell. And I wasn’t the only one who thought that way! My friends and other students at our university had also agreed. He was C-R-E-E-P-Y~
Son (his name is Yook Songpaisarn) was not ugly nor was he gorgeous, instead, average like everyone I knew. His eyes do not sparkle, however it does releases an invisible death ray that has the power to suffocate a person (*cough* I would know, I’ve lived through it). He is extremely tall….. almost like an ogre. He has broad shoulder that contours his upper body in a form of a rectangle. His lips are always dry with little cracks but those lips, his lips are always pink with a tint of red with just enough softness to melt you into his embrace. He got—
.
..
...
“He got…. He got….”Vill couldn’t help but fantasize about his body. She had seen it before. She is his wife after all. But did she really want her readers to know all his “treasures”?
Uh, HELL NO! It’s only my treasure chest, she thought hotly.
“Babe, what wrong?” Son had stop watching the soccer match and turn his body towards the screeching scribble sounds being fiercely force upon on a piece of paper.
“It’s nothing. I was just writing about something….” She answered absentmindedly. She wanted to write their story and share it with the world. It's a great way to remember all the memories they shared but it doesn’t have to have every little single detail right?
“What are you writing about?”
“About you and me—”
“and how perfect we are” He finished her sentence while looking at her with one of his sloppy smile.
“yeah” she softly whispered to herself.
We are perfect together aren’t we? She couldn’t help but swell up with happiness. Carefully, she stacked the papers on top of one another and gently placed them into the closes drawer she could find, and then slowly and seductively made her way to where her husband was sitting.
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Authors Note: If you didn't know already, this fanfix will only be a couple chapters and so my dear readers it will of course have a lot of flash back and maybe a little of the present/future too? Please do not take this out of here without my consent. Thanks for reading!
Authors Note: If you didn't know already, this fanfix will only be a couple chapters and so my dear readers it will of course have a lot of flash back and maybe a little of the present/future too? Please do not take this out of here without my consent. Thanks for reading!