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cheri-translates · 4 years ago

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Poetry in the wind (a translated one-shot)

This one-shot, 我知道风里有诗句, was originally written by 你想笑死我继承我的公主裙 on Weibo, who has given me permission to translate it!

Mildly suggestive, but nothing graphic!

[ 1 ]

“Boss, are you heading back to your own place today?” Kiki’s voice drifts to your ear.

Walking inattentively with your head lowered, you’re caught off guard. You nod. “Huh? That’s right.”

From a certain point in time, everyone started assuming that you were cohabiting with Gavin.

It was probably due to the increasing number of feminine jackets, towels and clothes you’ve been leaving behind in Gavin’s wardrobe, which previously only contained his uniforms...

Or maybe it was how whenever Gavin set out on missions, you'd make a rare trip home and realise that your most frequently used lipstick has been left in Gavin’s bedside drawer...

You recall that early morning - how he was shaving in front of the mirror, pyjamas not worn properly. It was almost impossible for you to look away, eyes drawn to his faintly discernible pectoral muscles...

The lower half of his face is hidden behind the razor and foam. His gaze meets yours in the mirror, trying his best to maintain a veneer of calm while his ears and the back of his neck redden.

Just when you’re about to tease him, you’re lifted off the ground and set atop the ice cold vanity unit. Your hands instinctively shift backwards, trying to reach for something. But all you manage to grip is a tube of lipstick.

He holds onto your shoulders, giving you a deep kiss tasting of peppermint. A cooling breeze surrounds you.

In a hazy state, you hear your own voice, sweet and cloying. “Gavin, mm, it’s very cold. I don’t want to do it here.”

While coquettish whines leave your lips, your body is less dishonest, clawing uninhibitedly at the large opening of his pyjamas.

As though he has reached the limits of his patience, Gavin huffs softly, his hand supporting the back of your head as he leans down, sucking and biting lightly on your neck repeatedly.

At this moment, your Evol channels a premonition of imminent danger, so you attempt to pull away for a break. But he doesn’t give you a chance to back out.

In the end, he forces you to call him “Senior” again and again.

Afterwards, he helps you put on your nightgown, and makes a call to your office to apply for a day of leave on your behalf. In your hand, you’re still clutching onto that tube of lipstick.

Your face involuntarily heats up at the memory.

In fact, your Mr Gavin has never expressly invited you to cohabit with him. Instead, it appears as though you’ve forcefully integrated yourself into his life.

“Then again... there’s nothing wrong with a girl taking the initiative!” Although you comfort yourself with such a notion, you still feel pangs of unhappiness surging in the depths of your heart.

Which is why you’re quietly returning to your own apartment now that Officer Gavin is out on a mission.

[ 2 ]

It’s the first night since Gavin left for his mission. You’re lying on the pink bed you haven’t seen in a long time. But sleep doesn’t arrive.

“I really want to hear Gavin’s voice. He should be busy - that’s why he hasn’t called...” You assuage yourself.

But without the sense of security typically provided by the cushioning of his arm, the sense of loneliness is almost unbearable.

At this moment, his special ringtone sounds. Your body moves more quickly than your brain, and you answer his call in the next second.

His voice is both soft and gentle. “I called home just now but no one answered, so I was a little worried. Did I wake you?”

“Ah... that’s because I... I went back to my own place.”

For some reason, you feel slightly guilty, so you hurriedly divert the conversation.

“Gavin, is the situation going smoothly over there? How many days would you take?”

Officer Gavin refuses to let go of the topic. “Did something happen? Why did you return to your own house?”

You stammer, and every word you manage to squeeze out is tinged with unhappiness. “But you never said that I could stay in your house...”

A voice drifts from the other end of the line - no matter how many years have gone by, it’s as clear as always.

“All right, I was wrong.” He admits his mistake sincerely and directly.

He pauses, seriousness seeping into his voice. “Is my Princess willing to give me a chance, and move in with me?”

“Of course!” You cheer, leaping out of the bed, the cloudiness that has been weighing on your mind for days dissipating in an instant.

He continues. “Mm... I didn’t mention it because I thought you understood why there are so many ginkgo trees in the yard, why there’s a grand piano in the bedroom, and why there are so many photo frames in the house containing the pictures we took together. This is a house for the both of us - it’s always been from the start. Go home. Mm, be good. Where else do you want to run off to?”

His voice is flooded with unconcealed affection. With every sentence, and every promise, your heart grows warm, and you feel yourself tearing up.

As the master of ruining the mood, you suddenly ask, “What about my dressing table?”

“What?”

When he finally reacts to what you just said, you hear a soft chuckle. “I’m not good at buying furniture. But you could pick one you like. I’ll be back in a few days. When I’ve returned... I’ll build it for you.”

[ 3 ]

You’re lazing on the sofa, mindlessly flipping through a comic called “Love and Producer”, while your other hand is gripping a cup of milk tea. Bringing the straw to your lips, you give it a suck.

Your gaze is on Gavin, whose back is facing you. Wearing an I-shaped vest, he's currently installing a dressing table on a rug. Following the instruction manual, he screws the pieces together, his muscles appearing distinctively. Even the scars on his back exude sexiness.

Feeling mischievous, you remove your bunny slippers, stepping onto the rug.

A pair of delicate hands snake around Gavin’s waist, burrowing into his vest.

“Don’t... do that.” His voice is a little hoarse.

You lean in, noticing the evident beads of sweat on his forehead. Pressing yourself even closer to him, you deliberately ask, “Gavin, why are you so hot? Let me wipe you dry~”

With one hand wrapped around his waist, your other hand slowly inches downwards. Gavin finally gives in, pausing his installation work. He whips his head around, coarse hands stopping your misbehaving ones from roaming further and igniting flames on his skin.

Now that he’s facing you, you can see the deep, unconcealed desire in his gaze. Forcing yourself to maintain eye contact with him, you say with false bravado, “I’m helping you wipe the sweat off. Why are you being so fierce! I’m going to watch the television. Fix it quickly.”

“All right,” he chuckles.

Planting a quick kiss on his collarbone scar, you get to your feet and rush to the sofa. Only then do you heave a sigh of relief while patting your chest, as though you’re a little bunny which barely escaped from a fright.

At the sight of your adorable antics, Gavin smiles. In his eyes, what’s reflected is genuine tenderness, as well as the resplendence in his world.

During his years as a student, he had kept a secret deep in his heart. It was one he never shared with anyone, and it was one he never dared to anticipate.

Although he had pictured hundreds and thousands of futures, he never expected that his present reality would be even more complete and perfect than imagined.

All the unfairness, coldness and pain he persevered through were healed the moment he met you.

Ever since, he has never again blamed fate, since it led him to you.

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sun-and-yue · 5 years ago

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Request Time is upon us...

With the release of the 1st round of preliminary results a few days ago, I’m starting to figure out my new Best 50. Last year I made gifs, movie posters, wrote fics, and translated lyrics for my 50 favorite CHN48 songs. I’ll likely do the same for my new picks, but my top 3 songs (Princess Cloak, 银河派对 , and Don’t Touch) are likely not going to change.

I have to say, I don’t like how the Request Time is being done now. I don’t like that they still include AKB original songs and I definitely don’t like the grouping system. I’m doing mine in a way that makes sense, ordering them simply from 50 to 1.

Anyhoo, to refresh the memory, last year’s Best 50:

1. 公主披風 (Princess's Cloak) - Top 16

2. 银河派对 (Galaxy Party) - Team B

3. Don't Touch - Zeng Yanfen, Zhao Yue

4. 黑夜女神 (Night Goddess) - Team HII/Huang TingTing

5. 战歌 (Battle Hymn) - Team SII

6. 黑名单 (Blacklist) - Team NII

7. Girl Crush - 7SENSES

8. 丘比特的失误 (Cupid's Mistake) - Team NII

9. 降落伞 (Parachute) - Team SII

10. Burning Up - Team SII

11. Mad World - Team SII

12. MAMI - BLUEV

13. 媽咪媽咪轟 - Team XII

14. 春夏秋冬 (Four Seasons) - Team NII

15. Colorful Days - Color Girls

16. 美少女时代 (Beautiful Girls' Generation) - Color Girls

17. 秘密花园 (Secret Garden) - SNH48

18. 那不勒斯的黎明 (Dawn in Naples) - SNH48

19. Funky Night - Team NII

20. 第48区 (Area 48) - Team SII

21. Fire Touch - Team NII

22. Monster - Team FT

23. 超级焦点 (Ultra Focus) - Team NII

24. Gravity - Team G

25. H Zone - Team HII

26. 猎梦 (Dream Hunting) - Team NII

27. 天使与恶魔 (Angels and Demons) - Team SII

28. 决不言败 (Never Give Up) - GNZ48

29. 正义之手 (Hand of Justice) - Team NII

30. 梦想岛 (Dream Land) - SNH48

31. 双面偶像 - Team G

32. Hot了Day - Team G

33. Kiki’s Secret - 7senses

34. 未完成少女 (Unfinished Girl) - Team NII

35. 完美超载 - Team XII

36. 专属派对 (Exclusive Party) - Team NII

37. One Life - Team NIII

38. 她和她 (She and She) - Team XII

39. 游乐园少女记 (Amusement Park Girl) - CKG48

40. If You - Team B

41. 魔女的诗篇 - Top16

42. 一天天一点点 - Team B

43. 華夏-紫禁城 - Team B

44. 黑天鹅 - Team NII

45. 光之轨迹 - Team SII

46. 森林法则 - CHN48

47. 每一天 - Ju Jingyi

48. I’m Not Your Girl - Team G

49. 暗中观察 (Undercover Observation) - Team NIII

50. Go Away - Team SII

#My Best 50 2019

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