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[CN] Upcoming Kiro Date

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I will always be with you... And receive all of your irreplaceable love.

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The two of you were secretly planning a holiday celebration for each other. However, you bumped into each other at home, so you had to pretend that nothing was going on in order to give him a big surprise.

But the most satisfying surprises always happen inadvertently, so wrap it around your fingers and let this happiness continue with time.

--"What if I say it's not a gift from the gods?"

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Kiro’s My Heart Jumps for Joy Mind’s Quest Translation [CN]

Hello, thank you for patience! The translation of this masterpiece of a date has arrived!! 😍

💛 A few things to note before you begin reading 💛

If you haven’t seen it yet, you can find the Exclusive Radio for this date here!

This translation was done with the help of Google Translate and @keliosyfan​!

I’m going to be including links to videos about certain moves and exercises that are described/mentioned in the date if you would like a little more detail. I’ve been classically trained in ballet ever since I was 5, so I’m going to leave little tidbits here and there throughout. My bun head self was so giddy while reading through 🤩 

I am going to give a slight TRIGGER WARNING in regards to the theme of weight loss in this date. The content of the date doesn’t really revolve around this topic, but it was mentioned enough times for me to feel that I should say something about it. Having been in the dance scene, I know it can be a sensitive topic.

So without further ado, enjoy!

*Spoilers for future content below!*

[First Part]

??: Dear passengers, welcome to Loveland Airlines flight LY0521 from Loveland City to Bern…

Accompanied by the gentle broadcast sound, I quickly finished the work email. After closing the file, I click to open the top chat box–

“Hey, I’ll take off right away~”

The moment the message is sent, a typing indicator pops up with a round-headed bear bouncing around.

Kiro: “Great! See you in seventeen hours and seven minutes!”

After the message arrived, another bear popped up and blew a pink heart kiss to me.

After we “blew kisses” back and forth several times with joy, I turned on airplane mode and looked at the blue sky outside the porthole. *CUUUUUTE*

In order to star in a literary film with a professional ballet dancer as the main character, Kiro decided to go to France for further studies despite the training he had when he was young.

Because this stay is for a month, we agreed to celebrate New Year’s in France so that he could study without apprehension.  

(Flashback to MC’s bedroom)

One week ago, Kiro unexpectedly sent a message adding additional plans–

Kiro: “MC, I’m going to Bern to find the teacher who taught me back then to take ballet lessons. See you in Bern!”

(Back to present)

MC: Phew… finally arrived.

After getting off the plane, I pulled the suitcase and walked quickly to the exit while rubbing my sore shoulders.

After walking through several passages, I finally saw the pick-up area. However–

The area was densely packed with golden heads occupying my field of vision. My ability to “spot the blond at a glance” is completely lost here. *I’m hoping this is what the text meant to say. GT made it sound really strange lol*

MC: Hmm…let’s use the power of technology.

Just as I was about to take out my phone, a brown colour appeared in the corner of my eye at a distance, shaking left and right midair in the crowd.

I looked closely and found that it was a little bear hand puppet!

It is wearing a beret and a plaid suit. It is obviously a gentleman’s outfit, but it is waving its bear paws excitedly, and its round head is also swinging back and forth in a rock-and-roll style.

After I waved to the Little Bear with a knowing smile, I quickened my pace.

At the same time, Little Bear also quickened his pace. *Changed some wording*

As I crossed the boundary line of the exit, I finally saw the person I had missed day and night for the past half month.

MC: Kiro! 

I let go of my luggage and threw myself into his arms. He tightened his arms, and a laughing voice rang in my ears.

Kiro: It seems that Kiro is also very lucky today. 

Kiro: It was supposed to take seventeen hours and seven minutes to see you, but only sixteen hours and fifty-three minutes have passed. *The fact that he counts down the minutes until he sees his beloved again 😭*

MC: Pfft, are you so easily satisfied? It’s just ten minutes early… 

Kiro: But for those of us who haven’t seen Miss Chips for half a month, we should cherish every moment we can earlier. 

MC: Us?

He raised the Little Bear with a smile, and it leaned down to me in a gentlemanly manner and kissed my cheek.

Kiro: Bear Ro-Ro misses you so much that he told me to kiss you when we meet~

Kiro: But I made an agreement with him a few weeks in advance. He can only kiss cheeks, and I–

In the next second, a softer touch lands on my upper lip and leaves a touch of sweetness.

Looking at the cunning he had in his eyes, I stand on my tiptoes and rubbed my nose with his.

MC: This big star Kiro really has a bunch of tricks up his sleeve. *Changed some wording. GT was giving something about 108 minds and I couldn’t tell you what it meant. I searched forever and couldn’t find anything 🥲*

MC: Even “stealing relatives” needs to find a high-sounding reason~ *This, too...*

Kiro: Don’t you like it? It’s not impossible to omit this step next time…

Just as I was about to smile and pinch his palm, my phone sounded with the company’s notification tone.

MC: …Give me one sec.

Kiro: Is it still busy during this time? 

MC: It’s okay~ In order to have a happy New Year with Superstar Kiro, I have already dealt with most of the stuff at work.

MC: Now we are waiting for an overseas company’s cooperation intention to reply.

Kiro: So that’s it…and there’s a lot of time for me? 

After pressing the send button, I took his arm with a smile.

MC: Well, almost 70% of the time is yours. The rest I can leave to work~

Kiro: Not bad, I’m accounted for more than half of your time.

He rolled his eyes, took my hand and walked towards the parking lot.

But after walking a few steps, I suddenly felt something was wrong and squeezed his palm.

Like realizing something, I took two quick steps forward, then turned around to face him, carefully observing him as I walked backwards.

Perhaps because of the sunlight, his jawline was more defined, and even his eye sockets became somewhat deep.

Although I knew that in order to meet the requirements of the role, he needed to be thinner. But now that I actually get to see him in person, he was much thinner than in the video call a few days ago.

MC: …

I feel a surge of tears beginning to rise, making my eyes feel a little hot.

Kiro has made such an effort for this role. I want to affirm him more than feel sorry for him.

I sniffled hard, pretending to be cold, and gave him a big smile.

MC: Kiro, you did it, congratulations! You have lost a lot of weight! Now it is very in line with what you showed me before the appearance of the protagonist was set. *Changed some wording*

Kiro: Really? Is it that obvious? 

MC: Of course! My Kiro now has a thin and lean beauty.

He opened his eyes slightly and smiled triumphantly.

Kiro: With your words, I seem to have the courage to insist on eating salad for a month again.

MC: You want to lose more weight?

Kiro: Well, after showing the teacher the premise of the character I’m playing, he thinks that the upper body needs to be thinner.

I froze for a moment and reacted belatedly.

MC: Are you talking about the ballet teacher you came here to take lessons with?

Kiro nodded.

MC: It seems that this mentor is really serious, otherwise he wouldn’t have made you willing to “toss” back and forth like this.

He seemed to be lost in thought, and after a while, he grinned wryly. 

Kiro: It’s better to say...that he’s a devil teacher rather than just a teacher. 

[Second Part]

After returning to Kiro’s temporary residence in Bern, it was already dark.

First, he studied the script for two hours according to the plan, and after half an hour of exercise…

We finally lay down on the sofa and chatted while resting, listening to the stories about him practising when he was young.

MC: What?! Even if you practice until late at night the day before, you have to get up at 5:30 in the morning the next day to practise again? *Can confirm this is 100% true. Had some practices until midnight sometimes and then had to go to school bright and early the next day. Rip 🥲*

Hearing this, I couldn’t help raising my head from his arms in surprise.

Kiro: Well, there are benefits to waking up early, too. You can take your time and have a hot breakfast. Otherwise, you can only just bite a piece of bread and run to class. 

Kiro: But what impressed me the most was that if we fell below his expectations even just a little bit, he would force us to stand on our heads.

Kiro: Ah— At that time, I was dizzy every day and often saw stars in front of my eyes in the room.

He paused and poked my nose triumphantly.

Kiro: But under such strict training, I was accidentally trained to be a pro “One, two, three wooden man”! *If you’ve heard of “Freeze Dance”, it’s pretty similar to what I believe he’s saying here (except that it’s not a punishment lol). The goal of the game is to only dance when the music is playing. When the music stops, everyone freezes. If you’re caught moving even just a little bit, you’re out. Whoever is the last one remaining wins. For an added challenge, there’ll be certain poses that the players have to freeze in such as a tree or flamingo.*

MC: Pfft… why is this such a game? Is it some kind of trick to avoid the devil teacher?

Kiro: Hmph, that’s right! As long as I am punished to stand on my head, I will try to “idle” while he is not looking at me~

Kiro: If I don’t, my head will be filled with blood and I will pass out, and I don’t want the ambulance to “wee woo, wee woo” me away. *He actually makes the siren sounds LOL*

MC: …

Listening to him joking about his previous experience, I felt a bit of a tug at my heart.

Even though I know this is typical for professional training, I still feel that this is a bit “wicked” for a ten-year-old child.

MC: Damn, I didn’t expect it to be so “devilish”!

Faced with my belated dissatisfaction, Kiro just smiled, his eyes reflecting the colours of flickering stars.

Then his fingertips wove between mine as if absorbing their warmth and began caressing them gently.

Kiro: I didn’t care about those things long ago, but now that I’m hearing Miss Chips’ cry of injustice…

Kiro: I am still very happy. 

I couldn’t help hugging him and leaning my head gently against his chest.

MC: …Then the reason why you came to him for mentoring is that this teacher has an irreplaceable strength?

Kiro hugged me tightly, closing the distance between us silently. 

Kiro: That’s right. But at the beginning, I didn’t have such an idea, but when I was training in France some time ago…

Kiro: I found that although the teacher in charge is very professional, he just encouraged me to get used to things slowly whenever I made a mistake. *Changed some wording*

Kiro: But…I don’t have much time to get used to it.

Kiro: I have to practice every movement to the extreme as soon as possible so that I can take on more difficult skills. 

MC: Have you communicated with him? Ask him to be stricter?

He paused, his eyes flickering with a complex expression.

Kiro: Well, he said that it was because I have missed the best age to practice professional ballet… 

Kiro: So even if one were to follow the requirements of professional dancers, it may not be enough.

He let go of me slightly, the deep sea in his eyes filled the night with more profound emotions secretly surging.

Kiro: But even though he said that, I still can’t accept it. 

The classical music flowing continuously from the record player in the room became extremely clear in the “pause” at this moment.

Kiro got off the sofa silently and walked towards the centre of the terrace alone–

Looking at his sudden actions, I seemed to know what he was going to do next, but I also didn’t. 

I can only watch him quietly.

After he slightly raised the corners of his lips to me, his body swayed gently to the melody.

*Bear with me as I give some terminology. GT isn’t the best at giving exact details for movements, so I had to get creative to make the steps make sense in word format 😅*

Soon, he seemed to enter the state. Kiro took a round step, jumped into the air and twirled lightly. *It looks like here he is doing a piqué turn en dehors and then going into a tour en l’air. You can watch it here (start at 1:30)*

The moonlight spread across the area, dyeing him bright and clean. His slender arms seem to touch the stars, stretching with supple grace.

Several times, he made difficult moves in the air that I couldn’t put a name to, just like an angel who strayed into the mortal world. *(Video) The text doesn’t say which moves but this link will give you an idea of what is being described here* 

He danced like this in the moonlight with the specs of dust, flowing in my unmoving eyes.

I don’t know how long it took before Kiro put down his lightly raised arms and turned to look at me.

Kiro: MC, this is the only episode that was approved by that teacher when I was ten years old. 

Kiro: Although I didn’t study with him for long, I still remember this part even now.

Kiro: …Every moment, height, and angle I never forgot.

Looking at the man who was still panting slightly, I couldn’t help sitting up from the sofa and staring at him sincerely.

MC: Kiro, although I don’t know much about ballet, I think the part you just performed was awesome.

MC: Just like the professional ballet dancers I see on TV.

Kiro: Really?

Kiro: But this is not enough.

Kiro: Because I want to play the protagonist who is dancing in the presence of thousands of people on stage. 

Kiro: For this reason, he has put in a lot of hard work. He has been practising day and night since he was five years old. In the past twenty years, he never slacked off a single day.

Kiro: And there’s this kind of distance between me and that person that I can’t catch up with.

Kiro: I can only keep practising, keep running forward, and walk through every road he has experienced.

Kiro: Only in this way can I empathize with him and interpret this role more realistically.

Kiro said this softly, his eyes slowly falling back on me.

Kiro: Therefore, his skills must not be treated “according to” Kiro’s own conditions.

Kiro: It is to be worthy of the stage of ten thousand people. 

Kiro: I have to be worthy of this pride.

Kiro spoke firmly against the night as if nothing could shake him.

At the same time, a gust of evening wind blows, and the raised hem of his clothes outlines his emaciated body.

The already distinct collarbone is getting deeper now, and even his shoulder blades are clearly protruding.

The emotion called “distress” turned into a thin rope at this time and it slowly twisted, making my breathing more rapid.

I silently walked behind Kiro and hugged him proudly but gently.

MC: Kiro, if you work hard, you will definitely make it through.

MC: And I will always be with you. 

He turned around with a smile and rubbed my head.

Kiro: Then I will prepare you in advance. *Changed some wording*

Kiro: I may practice without sleep or food, and may even have some small abrasions on my body…

Kiro: You can’t stop me then. 

Hearing his coquettish tone, I couldn’t help smiling and leaning into his arms.

MC: Of course, I know that. After all, you are Kiro who pursues perfection.

MC: Besides, I’m by your side now.

MC: If you feel tired and out of breath because you are too involved in doing something…

MC: I will hold you firmly like driftwood in the water so that you can find support as soon as you reach out. Reach out and I’ll be there.

MC: Let me help you find your breath.

MC: So you can rest assured do your best. 

[Memory Silhouette]

It was late at night and light snow fell outside the window.

Kiro sat in a corner of the terrace, quietly watching the world being gradually dyed into a pure white.

He originally thought that the chat tonight was just a shallow recollection of childhood trivialities.

But the sleepless heart lying on the bed seemed to prove that his emotions were not as relaxed as he had thought.

Although he has long forgotten how painful it is to stretch his legs to the right degree. *Changed some wording*

He could still vaguely see a picture in his mind with transparent ink stains dripping on the smooth floor.

It’s just that no one can tell whether it’s tears or sweat. *From experience, probably both 🥲*

Kiro exhaled lightly, stood up on his tiptoes and jumped again following the fluttering white snow.

But even so, he still likes it all.

Whether it is music or dance, they can make one’s heart calm.

And even more so when he was a child.

Apart from KEY’s home, he likes to spend time alone in the practice room.

You can temporarily isolate yourself, and then devote your full being to the melody of each stanza. *Changed some wording*

It’s where no one can bother him, it belongs to him alone–

A secret base.

Thinking of this, Kiro couldn’t help raising the corners of his lips. 

He hummed softly, and in the ever-changing dance steps, he caught flakes of white snow with his palm.

It wasn’t until a cloud slowly blows away that the obscured stars finally appear.

Kiro looked at the sky and couldn’t help but speak softly.

Kiro: Miss Chips, the stars are out. 

After a brief silence, Kiro looked back at the girl who was already asleep and walked quietly to her side.

The girl fell asleep peacefully, the laptop was still on the quilt, and the screen was covered with program budgets.

Kiro: Trying to work with jet lag must be hard, right? 

Kiro picked up the laptop while talking, and after pressing the save button, he closed the screen and put it aside.

Just when he was about to get into bed, he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly stayed in place. 

Kiro: …

In the next second, Kiro began to rub his somewhat cold hands to warm them up and then on the clothes and trousers that were penetrated with cold air.

It wasn’t until his body became warm that he lifted the quilt and lay down slowly.

But before he could find the most suitable sleeping position, the girl suddenly rolled over and hugged him.

Kiro: Are you a koala? You found the right place in one go. 

Even though he said this, he still gently took the girl into his arms.

Just as he closed his eyes contentedly, he suddenly opened his eyes as if he had forgotten the most important thing.

Kiro smiled, leaned over and kissed the girl’s soft lips. *This is a reference to his first Exclusive Memory in his Mini House where they agreed to share a kiss in the morning when they wake up and before they go to bed 💛*

Kiro: Good night, my Miss Chips. 

[Third Part]

The morning sun gleamed leisurely on my eyelids. I opened my eyes and found that the other half of the bed was empty, only covered with residual warmth.

Thinking that Kiro had already woken up, I also took out the laptop beside the bed and started working.

There is a seven-hour time difference between Loveland City and here, so I can only start work in the early hours of the morning and at midnight.

In order to finalize the cooperation intention with the overseas “TN” company earlier, I have been organizing online meetings with Anna and optimized the planning proposal and budget table many times.

It’s just that the other party hasn’t expressed its intention and my heart is beginning to sink.

After another reminder to keep the staff on track, I got off the computer and walked out of the bedroom in my nightgown.

(Cut to courtyard)

The morning sun shines in through the leaves in the courtyard, casting a peaceful moment.

I walked lazily until I noticed the empty yogurt bowl on the island in front of me and a banana peel in the trash can.

This scene reminded me of the thin frame dancing in the moonlight.

I pursed my lips, stepped forward and opened the refrigerator–

At a glance, there are only fruits and vegetables and unsweetened yogurt on the side door panel.

MC: He’s been eating these every day…there’s not even meat.

I continued to rummage and finally found a steak in the small and exquisite freezer with a sticky note on the sealed bag–

Kiro: “I’ll eat you on Thursday!”

Kiro: “What’s Kiro, who’s had meat for only two days, going to do? Can’t stand it T_T *Changed some wording*

Just seeing the words on the sticky note, his tone of grievance and bitterness filled in my mind.

Feeling sad, I picked up a pen and wrote a cute little sentence–

“I promise that when you accomplish the weight loss, we will find an authentic hot pot restaurant in Switzerland, so come on!”

After closing the refrigerator, I sighed and walked toward the living room. My gaze continued to search for Kiro’s figure.

As if responding to me, after turning a corner, I heard soft piano music playing slowly.

I followed the sound and saw a figure standing against the light. 

Kiro stepped on the green grass with bare feet and stretched his slender arms toward the blue sky as if he was stroking something.

His fingertips touch the tree trunk, one arm stretched over the other as his leg extended up in the air.

The close-fitting clothes trace out lean lines and the light is like a paintbrush, leaving traces of lustre. *Once again, GT wasn’t very clear, but it sounds like he is doing an adage which is slower-paced to focus on lines and extensions of the body. The video here will give you an idea.* 

Under the shadowy backlight, that unreal figure seemed to make me really see the dream-chasing boy in the script.

The sky and the earth are his audience, the grass, trees and sunshine are his feathers, and the sound of rustling leaves in the wind is the uninterrupted applause.

And like a noble prince standing under the sunlight, the immediate everything is calmly captured in his eyes.

I never made a sound, unwilling to destroy the eternal moment in this “picture frame”. It wasn’t until the sound of the piano subsided that he finally stopped and sat on the soft bed next to him. *It’s interesting that “picture frame” is mentioned because this is one of the techniques used in dance. You can use it for any sort of dance but adage is one where it’s super important to remember. Basically, imagine that as you are dancing, there is a photographer who is taking pictures of you throughout. As these pictures are being taken, you want the photographer to capture each and every position you go through to get to the next. While you want each position to be clear in the picture, you also have to remember to have your body flow rather than have it be rigid.*

I don’t know what he is thinking as he waits for his panting breaths to calm down. Only then did he reach out and lace his fingers into his hair gently, lifting it out of the way. 

My gaze was following his movements, and when I found that the zipper was reaching his waist, I opened my mouth in a strange way.

MC: Do you need help? 

Hearing my voice, Kiro paused slightly. He stood still for a moment and then looked sideways at me.

The moment our eyes met, the deep blue sea begins to secretly surge.

It’s as if it’s going to drag me into the tide.

Kiro: Well, help me undo it.

His voice was slightly hoarse. I walked over and slowly undid the zipper.

With the movement, the tulle of the shirt slid to the sides, revealing the thin neck and slightly protruding spine.

Perhaps the sunlight was a bit dazzling which made me involuntarily put my fingertips on his.

It is a different touch from the past because it is not so smooth. It is also a little cold.

I pursed my lips and continued to pull down the zipper. Looking at the gradually revealing spine, I finally couldn’t help blurting out my silent emotions.

MC: Kiro, I’ve made up my mind, I want to accompany you. Let’s start with a salad.

MC: I know it will be very hard for one person, so let’s work together to resist the temptation of delicious food. Just consider it a challenge!

MC: But you have to promise me that when the shooting is over, you will eat all the meat that is hidden away.

MC: If Savin disagrees, I will help you to intercede.

MC: Otherwise…you might as well take on some characters that need to gain muscle so that you can eat delicious foods freely–

Without waiting for these words to pour out, he suddenly turned around, put his hands on my lower back and kissed me.

The sudden kiss made me feel overwhelmed, but the instigator just kept silent as he breathed with me.

Slowly, his cold body embraced me and we sank onto the soft couch together, as if immersed in a clear spring in winter.

I opened my eyes slightly and found that the eyes of the person close at hand were still shut, his eyelashes trembled slightly with his breathing.

But soon, he seemed to notice my gaze and opened his eyes.

Kiro: … 

Now that his eyes were no longer closed, he looked at me quietly, his fingertips wandering around my lower back.

His fingertips were “cascading”, slowly running over my back and continuously rolling upwards until finally sinking deep into my hair.

The fingertips that kept rubbing made me shiver slightly.

Kiro: MC…

MC: Hm?

I murmured indulgently, but not even a moment after my breath was released, he seized me again.

At the same time, the nightgown was easily untied.

His kiss slowly moved downstream, leaving a ticklish feeling everywhere he went.

Although my body trembled slightly, I couldn’t help but want to do something… I raised my chin and caught his eyes which were as muddled as mine.

MC: Kiro…

MC: Hold me closer.

Kiro: Mm. 

Even though I said this, I was the first to wrap my arms around him, making sure to leave no extra gaps.

In this way, we roamed each other’s bodies in this clear spring surging with tides, letting the temperature slowly boil.

Until the sun rises and completely covers the spring–

Only fine layers of sweat were left in the silence between each other which seemed to confirm something.

He finally let me go, but his warm fingertips were still caressing my collarbone.

Kiro: You know what? Before you came, I thought this morning was going to be a repeat of the previous few days. 

I lay in his arms, a little confused by the sudden conversation, but he just raised the corners of his lips and continued talking.

Kiro: After repeating the exercises over and over again, my brain began to empty, and I imagined myself coming to the seaside. My feet were no longer touching green grass, but rather soft sand.

Kiro: It seems that you can float in the clouds with just a light jump.

Kiro: At that time, I was thinking, what could be better than now? 

He stopped slowly, looking down at me.

Kiro: Then you stopped me.

Kiro: At that moment, all the bubbles of my fantasy disappeared little by little until there was no sea or beach.

Kiro: I came back to reality and saw my favourite scene.

At this moment, looking at those blue eyes that only reflected me, my heart began to softly surge.

MC: Is that what’s best for you?

Kiro: Well, there is no other scenery like yours. 

I buried myself in his chest with a smile. We tacitly enjoyed the tranquillity at this moment and felt each other’s breath.

Growl…

Until some sudden sound came from my stomach.

Before I could explain myself, Kiro poked my stomach with a smile. 

Kiro: It seems like Miss Chips’ stomach has started to eat itself. 

MC: I…

He smiled brighter and lowered his head to rub the tip of my nose.

Kiro: But it’s mainly my fault that I didn’t prepare breakfast for you in advance.

After he finished speaking, he got up and walked towards the kitchen. Halfway through, he suddenly thought of something and turned to look at me.

Kiro: By the way, come to class with me after eating. I already let the teacher know in advance~ 

[Fourth Part]

In the afternoon, I ended up in a sunny classroom and met the rumoured “Devil Teacher”.

He is warming up at the barre. Although his hair is white, his face is thin and his eyes are as sharp as an eagle’s.

From the slender limbs and elegant posture, it is not difficult to see that even in his sixties, he still has the ultimate pursuit of art.

Kiro: Bonjour, professeur. 

Kiro looked at me, wrapped an arm around my waist and continued speaking in French so that I couldn’t understand–

It wasn’t until I caught my name that I realized he was introducing me to the teacher.

I hurriedly nodded to the teacher and wondered whether I should also greet him in French, but my tongue was tied when I opened my mouth.

MC: [In English] …Hi, nice to meet you.

Teacher: Bonjour.

The teacher nodded calmly, and with a wave of his forearm, gave way to the position of the barre as if signalling the start of class.

Kiro: I’m ready to start, so you have to keep looking at me. 

He leaned over slyly and looked at me, tilted his head and pecked my cheek lightly.

MC: Kiro…the teacher is still there. 

Kiro: Don’t worry, he’s a “devil”, but he’s also a romantic French man.

As he spoke, he took out the dance shoes in his bag and changed into them. After taking off his jacket, he revealed the clothes he wore for practising from not long ago.

Watching him walk quickly to the barre to start warming up, I also went to the corner and sat down quickly.

The piano accompaniment sounded quickly and the classroom is gradually filled with dancing and Bu Bu’s main theme.

Teacher: Non, non, non…!! (No, no, no…!!)

Although I don’t understand French, from the teacher’s passionate tone sounding again and again, I also noticed that the atmosphere is tense and strict.

In just ten minutes, Kiro’s clothes were soaked with sweat, his cheeks were flushed, and he gasped for breath.

But he never stopped. He took a step back onto his left leg with his arms held to the side and bent his knees–

After a burst of momentum, he began to rotate round and round.

Sweat drops were scattered onto the ground following the inertia, and the only sound left in the whole classroom was the sound of the rotation… *(Video) From the sounds of it, Kiro’s doing pirouettes or fouette’s, but I’m leaning towards pirouettes.*

The corrections sounded continuously along with “Non”. *Changed some wording*

Suddenly, the picture in front of me gradually overlapped with a thin golden figure following the story I heard last night.

I thought that when he was a child, in the face of such a “vicious spirit”, he would be trembling.

But looking at it now, that doesn’t seem to be the case.

Even if the nay-saying voice is louder, he held his jaw up high and proceeds to jump up in the air, one smooth movement after the other. *(Video) Possibly grand allegro?*

His face stays determined throughout as if nothing could defeat him.

Looking at him like this, the little golden portrait I built in my mind was stroked with “pride”.

Involuntarily, I took out my phone and silently recorded the picturesque scene.

After an unknown amount of time, the light was dyed red-gold by time and afterglow slipped in.

I straightened my body slightly, and the moment the devil teacher stepped out of the classroom, I quickly walked in front of Kiro.

At this time, he was sitting on the floor stretching his muscles. I squatted down, handed over the water bottle and kissed him lightly.

MC: Kiro, thank you for your hard work~

Kiro: It wasn’t hard, I’m just a little tired– 

He pouted coquettishly, opened his arms, and lay back on the floor.

MC: The floor is so cold, you’ll catch a cold like this!

Kiro: Then you should come and warm me up. 

Kiro smiled and tugged me lightly so that I fell into his lap and open arms.

As if he wanted to rest for a while, he closed his eyes, his fingertips caressed my shoulder restlessly.

Kiro: Miss Chips, how did I do in class?

MC: Do I really need to say? You did very, very well, of course.

Kiro: Hmm…could this be the encouragement of love?

MC: Wrong. To be precise, it is the encouragement and affirmation of love~

MC: If you don’t believe me, take a look at the dance you just did. It was just like a dynamic oil painting~

As I said that, I took out my cell phone and played the video I just recorded for him.

Kiro: Sigh…It seems that the jump is not high enough and the feeling of staying in the air isn’t either. 

Kiro: And when controlling the legs, the insteps are not very straight, and it seems that the muscles are subconsciously relaxed.

According to his comments, I carefully observed every frame of the screen for a second and finally poked him with my elbow helplessly.

MC: …Are you sure you’re not nitpicking? *If there’s one thing that most dancers hate, it’s watching themselves dance in a video. It’s like “Omg, not the sickled foot! 😫” “ What is that leg doing?!” LOL*

MC: Or maybe it’s because I’m an outsider, so I can’t see things the same way you do.

Kiro: Maybe both? 

Kiro: After all, in the eyes of the professional, you can see at a glance whether the movements are in place.

Kiro: So I still have a long, long way to go before reaching that level.

Kiro: It just so happens that there is no class tomorrow, so why not spend the whole day in the practice room, trying to improve the instep situation…

Even though he said that, his tone was not the slightest bit discouraged. On the contrary, there is still a bit of eagerness to try.

I couldn’t help but prop my head sideways, stretch out my thumb and poke his cheek like a stamp.

MC: Kiro, you are really amazing.

He also imitated me and turned his head sideways and touched the tip of my nose.

Kiro: Huh? Did you just find out that I’m amazing today? 

MC: …Seriously?? I’m praising you!

Seeing me pretending to be serious, he smiled and narrowed his eyes like the corners of his mouth. The little bear dipped in honey obediently waits for “praise”.

MC: Because I saw you in class today, I realized that this process seems to be more difficult than I imagined.

MC: It is simply a double tempering of the mind and body…but you seem to be enjoying it, so that’s what makes it amazing.

Kiro: Hearing you say that, I don’t seem to be bad~ 

I smiled and winked as I handed the microphone to his mouth.

MC: In this case, I want to interview Superstar Kiro. What tips can you pass on to me in this regard?

MC: I also want to have fun on the journey of training~

He rolled his eyes and laid down again with his head on top of his arms.

Kiro: It seems that there is no trick, I just often see things that make me stick to it when I practice. *Such a dancer thing to say haha*

I looked around the classroom, tilting my head in confusion.

MC: But isn’t there just a barre and a mirror here?

Kiro: Not quite, maybe it’s because our perspectives are different?

Kiro: For example, in your eyes, what you see is that I keep dancing and practising.

Kiro: But in my eyes, besides the barre and the mirror, I also see many different things. 

MC: What is that?

Kiro: …I’m trying to figure out how to describe it to you.

In the end, his eyes lit up. When he came close to me, his sweet breath stopped at the tip of my nose.

Kiro: Let’s see, how about you practice with me tomorrow?

Kiro: So that you can see what I see. 

[Memory Silhouette]

In the evening after Kiro and I got back from class, we began eating a salad.

Kiro: Miss Chips, are you sure you don’t want to add any salad dressing? 

Kiro: You know you don’t have to follow so closely.

I nodded with firm eyes, put a vegetable in my mouth and chewed.

MC: No need, I said I want to be with you.

MC: And eating a healthy salad is good for me, too. It’ll help to remove the buildup of the greasy food I ate before~

MC: If I’m really gluttonous, I’ll use the “self-deception method”--

As I said this, I picked up a piece of tofu, closed my eyes and put it in my mouth.

MC: This is meat, this is meat. Just chew this tender and fragrant meat.

Kiro: I’ll try it, too.

Kiro: What I’m eating now is tender beef and eggs. 

I couldn’t help but secretly open my eyes halfway and smile after Kiro had followed my example and closed his eyes to eat.

MC: So? Does it work?

He opened his eyes and shrugged his shoulders with a helpless smile.

Kiro: No, it’s just plain white tofu. 

Kiro: Ah– I can’t wait until tomorrow to eat that steak.

Hearing this, I suddenly thought of something and opened my mouth while picking up some beans.

MC: By the way, you said that there is no class tomorrow in the afternoon and you can only practice by yourself.

MC: So when is your next class?

He rolled his eyes and bit into a vegetable.

Kiro: Next Monday.

I froze for a moment and couldn’t help being a little surprised.

MC: Is there always such a long time between classes?

Kiro: Well, he has so many students to teach, so the queue is very full.

MC: Ah..that sounds so hard having to teach classes all day long.

Kiro: He doesn’t find it hard. Since he retired from the stage, he has been teaching students who also want to be on the stage. Kiro: In this way, day after day, twenty or thirty years have passed.

MC: Amazing… *I’ve had a couple of professors who were in their seventies. One of them even performed occasionally, too.*

Before I could finish speaking, Kiro took out a tissue, wiped the corner of my mouth lightly, and continued to eat with a fork.

Kiro: Mm, but being able to maintain his fierce character for thirty years is something that is special about him…

MC: You never really talked about his gentle side before. Is it the encouragement method? *Changed some wording*

Kiro thought for a while, smiled and shook his head.

Kiro: He himself said that he can gently praise and encourage just like other teachers.

Kiro: But to do so would smooth out the edges of genius.

Kiro: If ultimate perfection is desired, then indulgent compliments should be an afterthought. 

MC: …Hold on.

I bit the fork lightly, pretending to look at Kiro seriously.

MC: Could it be that your perfectionism was nurtured by this teacher?

Kiro: That’s not true, it just happens to be the same idea.

MC: Really…you already had such an awareness when you were ten years old?

MC: At that time, I would only cry and complete all the holiday homework the day before school started…

Kiro put down the fork, smiled and rubbed my head. 

Kiro: Of course, at the time I didn’t know what the term perfectionism meant.

Kiro: I just simply wanted to be the best, to be first.

Looking at his smiling eyes, I couldn’t help pinching his nose.

MC: A very ambitious ghost– *I don’t know what this was meant to be*

Kiro: As you said, being a workaholic is not bad~ 

He pinches my nose in return and then puts the two empty salad bowls in the sink and starts cleaning.

I blinked and ran to help him clean up the table.

MC: After washing, I’ll help you with the lines, alright?

His soapy hand paused slightly, and after a while, he quickly pecked the side of my face.

MC: Pfft…Are you that happy to practice lines with me?

Kiro: Of course, with your sweet self by my side, I’m jumping with joy. *Changed some wording*

Kiro: So how can I be unhappy when I am soaked in a honeypot~ 

[Fifth Part]

On the second day, wisps of morning light were hidden behind the classroom door. I pushed it lightly and the sun enveloped my whole body at once, making me feel marvellous and causing my eyes to narrow.

MC: Sure enough, a beautiful day starts by being greeted by the sun.

Kiro: That’s right, today’s practice will definitely be “distinction”. *Changed the word at the end because one of the highest levels of marks you can get in a ballet exam is called “distinction” (at least in RAD)* 

Thinking about what Kiro said yesterday, I smiled and wrapped my arms around the nape of his neck.

MC: But before starting, let me say this in advance!

MC: If I look stiff and have two left feet, you must not laugh at me. *Changed some wording*

He looked at me who was close at hand, leaned in and pecked the side of my lips.

Kiro: Okay, but before that, go and change your clothes, alright? 

MC: …Clothes?

I followed his gaze and looked back to find a brand new dance skirt on the stool in the classroom.

Kiro: You should know that in addition to office supplies and daily necessities in your suitcase, there are only Spring Festival-themed clothes to be worn here.

Kiro: I don’t have any close-fitting sportswear, so I had to ask someone to buy some overnight.

I walked over curiously and picked up the dance skirt. It was like a cicada’s wings, the thin lace looked gorgeous and comfortable.

MC: Why is this different from the practice clothes in my memory, it looks like a performance costume–

Kiro slightly shrugged his shoulders, cunning in his eyes.

Kiro: Maybe that’s because it was bought for the “princess” I talked to on the phone? ….She’s both cute and fascinating. 

MC: ……You really didn’t say that, did you? 

He smiled and took off his coat and the practice clothes he had changed into were inexplicably matched with the skirt in my hand.

Kiro: Miss Chips is so silly. Actually, I ordered this skirt online myself overnight.

Kiro: It’s just that my eyes are too picky, so I finally chose the one that I think is best.

Kiro: Of course, the prerequisite for choosing is that it has to match my clothes.

After changing clothes and walking into the classroom, Kiro’s gaze fell on me and he laughed.

Kiro: It’s so beautiful. Now it’s time to invite my Princess Chips to warm up with me~ 

As he spoke, he led me to the barre and I imitated his movements and put my leg on the barre.

In an instant, I felt my muscles being stretched.

Kiro: Does it hurt?

Kiro walked behind me and lightly stroked my lower thigh with his fingertips which made me tremble uncontrollably.

MC: …No, but it’s a bit ticklish. 

Kiro: Then just try to bear it? Your body is left vulnerable to injury if it’s not properly warmed up. 

Seeing me nodding my head, he also suppressed his smile a little and helped me warm up earnestly.

His cold fingertips moved from my thighs to my waist and then my butterfly bone. After a while, sweat beads began to appear.

His fingertips are no longer cold, almost as if they were absorbing my increasing body temperature.

It wasn’t until the sunlight shifted after a few minutes that I exhaustedly leaned on his shoulder.

MC: Why…is warming up so tiring. I feel that it’s even more energy-consuming than Pilates. *Between the two, Pilates rocked me omg. My body wouldn’t stop shaking after 😖. But ballet warm-ups can be hella intense, too. I had one teacher that used to say that if you’re not pouring sweat after the first exercise, you’re doing something wrong 😅*

Kiro: You can’t stop now, this is just the beginning. 

Without waiting for me to make a bitter face, he rubbed my cheek.

Kiro: Or do you not want to feel it?

MC: Of course I do, what should I do next?

At this time, there was a vibrating sound which seemed to be coming from my cell phone on the bench.

I glanced at Kiro, walked over suspiciously and picked it up to find it was Anna calling.

Anna: MC, TN, which had been wanting to talk about cooperation before has finally agreed.

Anna: But the profit they proposed is far worse than our expectation. We don’t even have the authority to plan the programs we cooperate with…It feels like the company has exhausted all its options.

MC: Is there room for negotiation?

Anna: Probably not. After all, TN is an experienced overseas media company, and many domestic media companies want to cooperate with them even after paying money.

My heart sank. Facing this “favourite” in the eyes of the media, I was speechless, so I had to end the call first.

Kiro: What’s the matter? Your expression doesn’t look good. 

I don’t know when but Kiro came to my side and rubbed between my brows.

I took a deep breath and briefly explained the incident.

MC: I thought it was good news, but I didn’t expect it to be a sum of money that would almost erase our profits besides increasing popularity.

As I said that, I buried myself in his chest with some distress.

MC: But in the long run, this is a very important step in the strategy of “occupying” overseas markets.

MC: So is it better to agree to cooperate?

Kiro: So you’re conflicted about which option to go with?

MC: After all, it is a matter of choice. No matter which option we go with, I won’t feel very reconciled…

Kiro gently stroked my hair, his eyes filled with light.

Kiro: I don’t think there’s anything to be worried about. 

He said this and took me to the barre and put my hands on top of it.

Kiro: MC, in order to achieve our goals, we have to accept that no trade-offs can be made.

Kiro: But it’s not a once-and-for-all decision. Sometimes it’s only an illusion that confuses you.

Kiro: Let you mistakenly think that giving up important things will give you better returns in the future.

MC: Kiro…

Gazing into my perplexed eyes, he just moved closer to me, breathing lightly by my ears.

Kiro: I still remember the teacher telling me in my first ballet class–

Kiro raised my chin with his fingertips, making my breathing stop.

Kiro: Never bow your head so easily. 

His eyes are clear and bright in the sun, but also a little fierier.

Kiro: Everyone has their own pride.

Kiro: So we need to continue to maintain it to keep it fulfilled.

No matter how slow I was, I realized that Kiro seemed to care about what he was referring to.

Kiro: And, if you want to let your every move be relaxed and controlled.

Kiro: Then you yourself must first have strength.

In the next second, his fingers moved between my legs. Within seconds, tremors spread all over my body.

Kiro: Squeeze your legs.

Kiro: The strength runs through from the feet to the head, so this way you can stand more firmly and not be easily shaken. 

A low but undeniable voice sounded in my ears. I took a light breath and tried to squeeze my legs together according to his words.

I gradually felt his fingertips being squeezed and restrained by my legs, but I still let his fingertips climb up calmly.

Kiro: Your inner strength is not enough, I can still do whatever I want. *Just want to add that this is something that dance teachers stress to their students. Having inner thigh strength is one the most important things to maintaining good balance, along with core strength.*

As if to prove his words, he pulled out his hand and easily picked up my leg with one finger and slowly tightened his palm.

The sudden move made me want to look in the mirror ahead. 

He seemed to sense what I was going to do and gently held my jaw. *The position that MC is in is called arabesque*

MC: Kiro…?

Seeing that I was a little surprised, those quiet eyes finally turned into a small smile.

Then he leaned closer and rubbed my shoulder.

Kiro: Miss Chips, remember what I said yesterday?

Kiro: About what exactly I saw in my vision.

MC: Mm…

He smiled lightly and looked into the distance.

Kiro: I’m not actually watching myself in the mirror doing one movement one after another.

Kiro: Nor am I looking at every person and thing in this classroom.

He paused and slowly retracted his palm that was tightly holding my waist.

Kiro: I will look to the end of the distance. *YASSSS!! This is another thing that is taught in dance. You don’t want to just aim your focus at the audience or at an object, you want to project it outside the venue and beyond.*

Kiro: Sometimes there is the sea, the green grass, and the place where I shuttle between cities.

Kiro: They are all my stages.

Kiro: And when I perform on my stage, how can I feel bitter?

Kiro: I just feel satisfied, and I just want to stay on this stage just a little longer.

Looking at the vast sea in his eyes, my heart also ripples like the waves.

It surges endlessly, pushing me to the bright place again and again.

Kiro: Now, do you still feel stuck on which decision to make? 

I looked and him and shook my head slightly.

MC: It seems that I no longer am. I know what I should do now.

Seeing that I had an answer, Kiro laughed.

In the next second, he held my waist with both hands like in a classic ballet pas de deux and lifted me into the air.

Kiro: MC, I have one more thing to ask you.

He said this while supporting me to turn and face the window.

Kiro: Can you tell me what the scenery is in your eyes right now?

Following his voice, I looked at everything in my field of vision and my heart began to surge softly.

MC: I…

MC: I see the grass, the sky, and the distance…

MC: I see many beautiful sceneries.

Even though it is an all-too-common scene in front of me, I dare not blink at this moment.

I don’t want to spoil a single bit of it.

Kiro: You said before that if I feel tired, out of breath or frustrated…

Kiro: You’ll be the driftwood that’ll always hold me up. 

Kiro: So that I can do whatever I want to the best of my ability.

Kiro: And I’ll be yours. 

Kiro lowered me slowly while talking and we were attached to each other without any gaps.

His eyes were shining brightly as if this fine light is enough to light up my whole being.

I couldn’t help but hold his cheeks and smile brightly.

MC: Kiro, you have always been doing something like this for me.

MC: I know you will always be by my side, encouraging and supporting me. So no matter what happens, I won’t be timid.

MC: You have always been my strength. *CRYING RN*

Kiro shook his head lightly with a gorgeous smile on his face.

Kiro: Just this is not enough.

Kiro: I want even more of you. 

After speaking, he gently held my head and kissed me tenderly.

His breath is so soft, but it seems to be able to invade my whole world, leaving only the surging sea.

I just lay in the blue ocean, letting it move my body with the tides.

In his arms, I also slowly closed my eyes, feeling his temperature, feeling being surrounded by light–

Because my heart has already crafted the brightest and most beautiful scenery.

[End]

[tetrakys]

Only now I see the tiny spoiler of the fanfic and is so hilarious neither Erika nor Lance can catch a break😂😂😂

By the way, I am curious about one thing. Of all the otome games you have played, can you do a ranking of all your favorite crushes?

We players/readers are all a little masochists after all 🫠

A ranking of the crushes of ALL the games I've ever played?? That’s a lot! I can mention maybe only the ones I remember because I've played a tons of japanese otome in the years and I will never remember everyone 😅. And we're talking about the crushes specifically, right? Meaning their looks and personality not the route/story. It's a bit too complicated to assign a number to rank each of them so I'm dividing them between: love, really like, okay, meh, dislike (in no particular order, just by game).

Love ❤️😍

Ashkore - Eldarya (I KNOW I know he doesn't have a route ok but he should’ve had one and I'm deluded when it comes to him so he stays here as he should 😤 )

Valkyon - Eldarya

Castiel - MCL

Armin - MCL

Lysander - MCL

Victor - MLQC

Neil - Moonlight Lovers

Ethan - Moonlight Lovers

Aaron - Moonlight Lovers

Really like 🥰

Nevra - Eldarya

Kentin - MCL

Nathaniel - MCL (mostly thanks to UL, because in HSL he often pissed me off)

Gavin - MLQC

Arthur - Ikevamp

Jean- Ikevamp

Okay 🙂

Ezarel - Eldarya

Leiftan - Eldarya (I have complicated feelings for this guy)

Rayan - My Candy Love

Beliath - Moonlight Lovers

Vladimir - Moonlight Lovers

Kiro - MLQC

Lucien - MLQC (I have the same complicated feelings for him as I have for Leif)

Napoleon - Ikevamp

Mozart - Ikevamp

Meh 😐

Mathieu - Eldarya

Hyun - MCL

Eric - MCL

Priya - MCL

Dislike 💀

Ivan - Moonlight Lovers

Raphael - Moonlight Lovers

*I'm only considering the real version of the crushes from most of TO when it comes to Eldarya (except for Mathieu obviously).

**I am pretty sure that Theo and Faust from Ikevamp would go into the 'really like' category at the very least if I played their routes, which hopefully I will eventually.

[shinydelirium]

Kiro's Perception Date Preview

My luck has always been absolutely terrible but somehow I managed to get Kiro's Alluring karma in 50 pulls😭. Couldn't wait any longer and read the date ASAP cuz that blurb was too tempting to pass up and...it was BEAUTIFULLY SMUTTY/SMUTTILY BEAUTIFUL??? Idk how to describe it and if those words even belong together (they do now) but it was definitely tastefully written. A minor spoiler: HUGE HUGE REFLECTION DATE VIBES!!! (Highly underrated date imo). Also, check out the breathtaking, gorgeous backgrounds!!! 😍🤩💖

[rinharu-purple]

Thoughts on S2 CH 38-40 PV

First things first... Does anyone know how many chapters are left? 😅

Because we get 3 chapters this time around, there is a possibility that we get separate routes this time around.

MC seems to be in closed quarters, with intimate, away-from-the-eyes type of idylls with the LIs. Except for the Bai men and as I have said it many times, Gavin seems to have sworn with his life not to let MC enter his home for some reason. (≧◡≦)

Disclaimer: All caps are from this YouTube channel... Please take your time and give them a like, subscribe and all the nice things for their hard work 💞

Moving on to the images... The PV starts with a Gavin in a #daddymode... I don't know about you but I loooove when Gavin is throwing us non-chalant, slightly arrogant stares from above.🔥🔥🔥

I loooove Kiro's unevolved karma and the Kiroception on it😁. Even though it's not exactly Canon, I believe also on twin star Fragrant karma he was sitting as Helios on a Kiro billboard. Ooh the duality...

I feel like Victor is on a time travel sabbatical again and is searching for a solution before everything goes haywire. Otherwise I cannot explain his outfit, it's too old fashioned so let's see. He seems to be in a church, probably meeting someone from the time council or sth.

Lucien+ semi-automatic sniper rifle= Perfection! I really like Lucien in his hunter person. It just suits him all too well. The question is... Who is he with here? NW? BS? GR?

For some reason it's not on the PV, but Shaw has an unevolved karma too! Probably an honest mistake by the regie team. I hope they get into it asap and correct it!

All of the evolved Karmas are extremely beautiful and all look like the ones from S1 CH37 where MC has one last moment with the LIs. Having closure and saying their goodbyes 😢 its safe not to have high hopes, knowing PGs record of loving sad endings.

🤍 With Shaw I cannot help but think about how Gavin used to pat MCs head when she was in distress. Also, please see my edited post here ;)

💛 I said recently here that Kiro has the most sweetest moments in S2 and this one is no exception. They both look so blissfully relaxed and happy here awwwwwww!

(´ ω `♡)

❤️ Victor's scene reminded me of their carpet moment and it looks like Victor is going for what he's initially intended to and maybe even drop the L word, literally maybe? Is it a stretch to think that they are in the lighthouse? 🤔

💜 It's already been said here earlier, I am a sucker for the aurora borealis, Iridescence, Lucien's heart and nighttime 💓 It all looks just perfect!

💙 It was the last scene with Gavin so I was in high anticipation as to what was to come for our birdcop, so as the song reached its high peak I held my breath and thankfully wasnt disappointed. Aside from being another "Getting lost in each other's eyes" moment, it melts my heart to see how MC holds Gavin as if she is holding the most precious gem in the worlr in her hands... Not to mention her blushing cheeks... Of happiness and slight embarrassment I dare assume😍. It's is such a "happy ending" scene that I am afraid it's a dream sequence or sth. I just wished that Gavin would be touching her in some way too. Damn PG we've talked about this! But his line makes me believe it's again a "I'm back for good this time and not going anywhere. All I wanted to do was to see you, so I dropped everything and flew my way to you" moment. 😉

Masterlist

[sebfreak]

Got all of them and chose Victors and Kiros towel. 🥰😍❤

[aimer-is-life]

🎉 Spotify Wrapped 🎉

Of course 🤭🤭🤭

Isn't it obvious? I'm obsessed with Kiro! Such a beautiful song 😍

[yourssinfullyquiche]

MLQC Eternal Love PV — Meanings of Words

There are some terms used in the PV in pink, cursive letters and at the end we also see the boys having another moniker attached to their photos. I was curious about them the first time I saw it but was too distracted by you know what...🥵

It was not until yesterday, that I revisited the PV because I was curious to see if MC's cinematography that she described to Gavin was used in the PV — and it was! So go check it out!

Anyway, these are the meanings to the terms used.

Do take this with a grain of salt, because I can't verify it's correctness since Google is my only compass😊

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Pink, cursive terms

✨ Gezellig — A Dutch term which has many meanings which amongst others means cozy, inviting, convivial, etc.

✨ Cupidity — Means a greed for money or possessions.

✨ Effervescence — Other than the meaning of fizzing, it also signifies vivacity and enthusiasm.

✨ Cafune/Cafuné — The first one without (é) means cuddle in Portuguese. The second one; a Brazilian Portuguese term which consists of 'the act of caressing/tenderly running one's fingers through a loved one's hair' (yep, it means the whole thing, which is so sweet!).

✨ Forelsket — A Danish/Norwegian word which describes the feeling of euphoria when you first fall in love/being in love.

The Boys' Moniker

💘 Kilig for Lucien —

A Tagalog word (now also used in English) which means the exhilaration/elation resulting from an exciting or a romantic experience.

💘 Atopos for Kiro —

A Greek term — I chose to go with the meaning of pricelessness, unclassifiable, 'of high originality' (There were many interpretations but I felt this was the best in this context).

💘 Amor for Gavin —

A Spanish term which means love (You can find variations of this word in French and Italian).

💘 Karelu for Victor —

This was hard, the meaning that appeared was not fitting for this context: -

Karelu is a noun in Tulu which literally means 'a mark left on the skin after wearing something tight.'

In my opinion, the meaning is way off in this context (maybe it's not👀).

But in a website for name meanings, Karelu means expressivity, confidence and lovingness — which is probably fitting in this context.

💘 Lagom for Shaw — A Swedish word which means 'just the right amount', 'just right', and could also be variously translated as perfect, 'in balance', etc.

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I really loved the terms they used as it originates from many different languages and I learnt new ones too😍

Maybe the words itself have an effect on the dates or it's the theme for the dates😉

[cheesy09]

SO--

This is now going to be a Kiro AND Rafayel obsession blog. I mean...

LOOK! AT! HIM!!!!! 😍 While his personality is quite different from that of Kiro's (MLQC) or Luke's (Tears of Themis), his dynamic with the MC is by far my favourite in the game, not to mention his super duper interesting backstory. Also, none of the other guys get me laughing the way Rafayel does 😂

I've only played the game for five days now, but from what I've read so far, Rafayel is a genius artist known throughout Linkon City. Even tho he possesses the Fire Evol, (without spoiling anything) he has a special connection to water. He's witty (annoyingly so), intelligent, passionate, funny, charming, shameless and will use any sort of ridiculous excuse to keep the MC close to him.

But under that playful and witty exterior he hides a past and a side to him as deep and mysterious as the fathomless oceans (see what I did there ;)). Like Kiro, there are a few moments where he gives off an uncanny aura of loneliness to the MC, and often engages in deep introspective moments with her.

Coming to his dynamic with the MC, y'all know I'm a sucker for the best friends turned lovers, and this is no different. While Zayne and the MC may be the childhood friends of the story (and yes, they do have quite amusing banter as well), their dynamic isn't as fiery or spirited as Raf and MC's. Both Rafayel and MC love messing with each other, especially Rafayel. And both of them take every opportunity they can to tease each other as much as possible.

Rafayel is also someone who desperately yearns for the MC's attention and is ready to go to ridiculous lengths to obtain it. And the MC reluctantly goes along with all of his whims. Their relationship also has an angsty side to it, shrouded in mystery, but I will go more in depth with that once I get more information. But from what I can tell, there are reasons behind literally all of his words and actions. Just like Kiro, he is an incredibly complex character with layers to be explored in the future.

So yeah, be prepared for content spam from this game, specifically this man here, because I'm addicted at this point :D

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How The Boys Deal With Their Pregnant MC (Gavin and Kiro) - Headcanons

Hello Anon. Thank you so much 💖 I hope you enjoy Gavin and Kiro being tender for (and on) their wife and child as well. 😍

My previous pregnancy head-canons for Victor can be found here.

Happy Reading!

A Cop’s Best Buddies Are His Babies: Gavin’s Reaction to Finding Out His MC Is Pregnant

Gavin isn’t be the most organized or detail-oriented person around, not like the CEO Victor Li. Apartment housing only the basic necessities required when he’s back home, along with a couple of personal items and trinkets he brought along once he finally moved out of his parents’ house.

A cabinet of your favorite snacks… numbers of all your favorite restaurants taped to it when you feel like ordering in on a lazy night. His own fridge; mostly stocked with fruits, vegetables and extra spicy ramen left-overs. The man is particular about maintaining a healthy diet and figure.

Laundry he forgets to take off the line or wash in the first place, every now and then.

Gavin is not one to sort and keep every aspect of his life in order but when it comes to his wife… no one knows and understands her better than he does. Right down to the tiniest, most inane of details.

 Be it her monthly cycles (he has her days marked up on his phone’s calendar app so he knows to stock up essentials for her beforehand), upcoming important presentation days, her six monthly meet-up with old college friends (he’s always ready and parked with Sparky by his side, without fail, when she gets off work early on the day, ready to drive her to the venue).

Which is why he’s the first to notice it.

The two of you had been trying for a child for a while now; Gavin would never allow himself to forgo protection and leave you with a pregnancy you weren’t ready for. The man cares for your well-being and respects your wishes way too much to want a ‘surprise pregnancy’ for the two of you, especially when it’s your first child.

And hence, he knows. Knows you might not be well when you throw up the contents of your stomach, heaving and retching on the bathroom floor after a night of drinking — an unusual occurrence for you when he knows how well you hold your liquor. Gavin sits by your side throughout the entire episode of curses and tears, soothing hand rubbing across your back in to-and-fro motions.

Helping you to your feet and out; Gavin has a glass of water and an anti-emetic tablet ready and waiting for you. Gently questioning if you’ve been pushing yourself at work, if you’ve had something spicy to eat in the past few hours. And when you shake your head no to both queries, he’s asking if you’d like him to take you to a doctor. Finally agreeing to let it go when you convince him you’re feeling much better and probably vomited because you’d had too much to drink.

“If you’re sure. Let me know if you feel even the slightest bit nauseous again.”

Trying to assuage his worries with your best smile, you see the concern within Gavin’s eyes lingering still, but you do not want him to be needlessly bothered over a harmless drinking night gone wrong. And besides, it’s been so long since you’ve had Gavin home to yourself. You’re determined to not let your temporary days of reprieve go to waste.

Until you nearly topple over of an intense, sudden bout of nausea and dizziness a few days later, right in the middle of a business meeting. Clutching onto the edge of the table for support, Anna and Willow rush to your rescue by taking over and proceeding with the presentation even as a fretting Minor helps you out of the conference room and towards the toilets — you’re reassuring him over and over that you’re fine and do not need to go to a hospital. Yet.

Sitting on the toilet seat for what feels like hours, staring at the white square paneling of the ceiling — the first roots of doubt creeping in. Finger hovering over the dark screen of your phone, wondering if you should call Gavin over mere assumptions before your screen lights up all of a sudden with a call from your husband. Answering the call takes you four tries before your clammy thumb finally finds purchase on the ‘Answer’ option.

“Where are you? Are you alright?” Gavin sounds breathless. Troubled.

And before you can think it through, you’re telling him where you are, rushing out of the bathroom stall. The patter of footsteps following soon after outside, the door is being flung open before you have the chance to leave. A windswept Gavin; still in uniform, chest heaving slightly as anxious amber eyes take in the sight of you — and relax, just a notch.

He’s striding in further to take you into his arms, warm palms coming around to cup your face as he inspects you much more closely. “Is everything alright, pumpkin*? Minor called. Burbling something about you fainting in the middle of your meeting. ” Worried gaze sweeping all across you to make sure you’re really okay when you reassure him you are.

The two of you… staring at each other for the space of a few seconds — you see the same realization dawning upon his face, one you’re sure Gavin had perhaps suspected even before you did.

“I’ll be back with a test kit. Wait for me.”

It doesn’t really sink in; the happiness not registering until you visit your doctor and she (re)confirms your pregnancy with a huge smile on her face, turning to congratulate the happy couple.

The doctor further goes on to explain the details of your gestation but all you really feel in that moment is pure, unadulterated joy. Awe and mild disbelief. You’re carrying a small life. A baby of your own… yours and Gavin’s.

And if the hands you feel grasping at your shoulders, the slight tremor to the digits that squeeze in love and support — are any indication, Gavin is beyond happy too, for the two of you. Even if he hasn’t said a word since you two entered the doctor’s room. And you smile. Reaching a hand up to close around his in understanding.

Gavin may not be the best cook around… but for you, he tries.

You’ve been doing your best to avoid fast food to help your baby grow healthy and so Gavin takes it upon himself to look up recipes of your favorite home-cooked meals online.

Nutritious and delicious, is what you (repeatedly) tell Gavin as you dig into your chicken and broccoli, make cooing sounds of approval at how good it is — in part, because it truly does taste wonderful but the main reason being the faint blush you see; the tips of his ears stained red to hear your praise. 

Gavin attempts to hide his flush beneath the pretense of eating his own meal. But you catch the pull of that taut mouth into a smile, leaving both your heart and belly, warm and full.

Truly, the Ultimate Husband.

Minor’s more or less your (un)official bodyguard at work. Responsible for contacting his Bro Gavin at the slightest hint of upset to your health.

And it is rather amusing to see Minor following you around at work, accompanying you on all your trips to the LFG tower and back, giving his best shot at aiming a frightening glare Victor’s way whenever the CEO dares call you a dummy as he hands back your corrected proposal. Telling you to re-work the details and hand it to him within the week — before he catches Minor’s eye, fixing him with a raised brow so intimidating, your poor subordinate immediately steps back.

Truly, it’s almost comical to watch… until it isn’t —

When an upset Gavin shows up at your workplace, having dropped his duties to come rushing to your side at a single panicked call from Minor. And you’re trying to send your best disapproving frown Minor’s way —who’s studiously ignoring your gaze —even as you try to placate Gavin’s worries, informing him you’re not about to go into labor. You just happened to sneeze thrice in a row! No, you were not about to miscarry because of a sneeze! 

Minor is an idiot.

Gavin always used to ride you to work and back but once your stomach grows large enough, he takes to flying you back home, despite your mortified protests that you’re too heavily pregnant for him to carry comfortably all the way.

You’d be fine taking the bus!

Before Gavin silences all your protests; one of those quiet, beautiful smiles — the one that never fails to steal the breath from your lungs and turn you weak in the knees for him — blooming across his face as he counters,

“I’m allowed to carry my own wife, aren’t I? Don’t worry; you don’t weigh much, pumpkin. Trust me and hold on tight.”

Gavin loves to witness the excitement sparkling within your eyes; you’ve never looked as happy as you do right now… scrolling through a website of baby names, cooing at all of the ‘cute’ choices.

It’s an exercise you’ve repeated more than once, gushing about your baby and their potential names, it’s become almost a family ‘ritual’ at this point.

Your body nestled against Gavin’s, your back resting comfortable against his chest as you two lounge on the bed. Going through the website with you as you scroll through the names, asking for his opinion every now and then.

And Gavin hums in approval. Chin resting snug within the crescent of your shoulder —kissing the side of your neck in love and staunch adoration, every time you gasp in delight within his arms. Were you to turn your head in that instant, you would witness the way his gaze is alight with whole-hearted affection and devotion of the purest sort. His eyes, the softest in this moment to witness you — the pinnacle of his joy — content and happy in his arms.

He feels a man blessed beyond belief.

Gavin takes to enjoying short, power naps in your lap on afternoons you’re both off work, especially within the later months of your pregnancy.

With warm arms hooked loose around your belly, his head settled on your thighs… the tension releasing from muscles he didn’t even know were wound tight, with every stroke of your fingers through his hair, soft and comforting. Lulling him right into the safety of slumber.

These ordinary, quiet days are some of the best of his life and he’s never slept as well as he does with the warmth of you and your baby so close within reach.

Gavin is occasionally startled awake — quite literally; he’s a light sleeper — to feel the light vibrations from a kick against the inside of your belly. 

Perhaps it’s your baby warning his Dad to get off his Mom’s lap before her legs fall asleep!

He lets your smile and your kisses greet him just as that warm thought does.

A Superstar's Lullaby For His Super Pregnant Wifey: Kiro’s Reaction To Finding Out His MC Is Pregnant

Kiro’s schedules are often jam-packed and try as he might, he hasn’t been able to gain much leeway with his agency; Savin refusing to let up despite him being a married man now (a married man with a family to take care of! The intolerance of it all!).

And so Kiro takes on his next gig — going international — albeit reluctant in his decision when he sees the smile on his wife, Miss (Mrs.) Chips face, encouraging him forward. Leaving you with a resigned smile of his own; countless promises made within each audible peck he leaves against your face: to be back as soon as he can. Yet unaware of the surprise that is in store for the Zhou family.

It’s the last day of this idol’s ‘Infinity K’ Taiwan Tour.  The masses are out there; adoring crowds of enlivened fans as far as the eye can see, here to see their one Sun. A million glow sticks alight, along with the chants of Kiro Zhou.

And the man in question has his back turned to the glamour and glitz of that world beyond the heavy velvet curtains. The microphone fitted within his ear coming alive with the tinny scratch of the producer’s countdown: 3 minutes until the curtain rises.

Perspiration beads its path across Kiro’s forehead; in tandem with the fluttering beats of his heart. His fingers curled around a mike; the tremors in them he feels as he absently lifts it up for inspection. Lower lip disappearing behind the restive bite of teeth; he borrows a smartphone from the assistant watching him pacing back and forth with an anxious look of her own.

His impatience stemming not from the crowds that anticipate him beyond those draped curtains but from how he waits for the screen in his hand to light up with a much expected call — Kiro almost holds his breath, letting it out in a thwarted huff to hear the voice in his ear announce the last minute countdown.

Despondent, he extends the device back to his assistant, thanking her nonetheless before the screen lights up with a familiar number. Swiping a quivering thumb against the answer button swiftly until the screen comes alive with a video of you; flushed and radiant in your happiness.

One gloved hand comes up to splay across his mouth in awe, disbelief. Joy. “Miss Chips! You did it.” Kiro can hardly believe how he sounds in that instant; raspy and afraid as if he doubts the truth he sees glowing across your face.

“We did it! Kiro, we’re about to be parents!”

“For real?”

“For real.” The sound of your laughter infectious enough; Kiro can’t help joining in.

On the other side; you raise a dark film he recognizes as an ultrasound, up to the camera. Pointing excitedly into the dark depths of the scan he can distinguish neither head nor tail of but seems to see the baby you’ve both nurtured together. “Is that our child?” Indicating a dark round shape that may or may not be the gestational sac — “They’re beautiful, I can tell!”

And your laughter rings within his ears once more; joyous. Ecstatic to be sharing this inconceivable dream moment with you. The voice within his ear speaks once more from the tiny microphone, indicating 20 seconds to curtain rise.

Alarmed, his next words leave him on a rushed torrent of emotions. “Miss Chips, I have to leave now but I’ll be back soon. Also, I love you. So. Very. Much. Thank you. Thank you…”  Bringing his forehead against the screen as if that would help him hold onto your warmth; Kiro lets his eyes fall shut to the sounds of your stifled crying, in happiness and love for what you two have to look forward to. A precious gift.

The moment tender and so incredibly private, the neglected assistant can’t help but turn her eyes away in respect of the happy couple.

Suffice to say, once your pregnancy is confirmed, Kiro refuses to take on extra assignments. Ignoring the pleas of a very disgruntled Savin to take on promotional jobs and interviews.

But no. Nothing shall stand in the way of Dad-to-be Kiro’s way. Once work for the day at the studio is over, Kiro is rushing back home to his family, sparing not a single moment spent circling around his wife as if she’s the sun and he, her planet

Savin has to put in a complaint with his wife only after which, a reluctant Kiro plods off to work with a heavy heart and even heavier steps, the exaggerated droop of his shoulders almost adorable.

When certain rumors start making rounds within the entertainment industry and media outlets get wind of the fact — Kiro’s non-celebrity wife might be pregnant! —

Scrolling through his newsfeed as the two of you are nestled together on the sofa one night, Kiro snorts out loud before pointing you to a certain comment on an article about the man himself.

“‘So I guess our Kiro is a Baby Daddy for real now, huh?’ Well, what do you think of that, Miss Chips?”

He can’t help bursting into fits of laughter at your solemn agreement.

More than you, Kiro’s the one who likes to shop for large and entirely unnecessary quantities of odds and ends; unusual trinkets and toys he thinks your baby might like.

A baby bottle (in several varieties and colors he found ‘adorable’), a sweet peach comforter he got off a site at a ‘brilliant’ discount, a collection of socks and shoes, baby cribs, shampoos, ‘squishy’ toy animals—

The list is endless.

And when you two go out to shop on the rare day off he does have; you can’t help but be compelled by Kiro’s enthusiasm, letting your husband tow you along as he navigates in between the aisles. Raiding racks and shelves for baby clothes and other essentials (and non-essentials). The two of you so engrossed in a grim debate about the correct type of cloth texture that might feel right against the baby’s skin — the woman standing close by looks askance at the two of you — and mildly appalled — by the solemnity of your expressions as you compare baby shirts and knickers.

There are days when Kiro finds his wife unusually quiet; lost in thought.

Crawling up the length of the bed to join him as he’s reading through one of his scripts. Burying yourself into the side of his body, face sinking into the familiar scent of fabric and just… Kiro. Your hands fisted into the cloth as you listen to him read the script out loud to you as is his wont before he pauses.

Tapered fingers delicately work the knots from your hair before massaging in soothing circles and you close your eyes, teeth biting into lower lip to stop the soft sob that wants to escape at the tender gesture.

A delicate kiss he leaves against the crown of your head before asking, “What’s wrong?”

Your answers inarticulate but Kiro parses enough to realize you’re worried for the birth of your baby.

Gathering you into his arms, he rocks you gently within the safety of his embrace. Whispering soothing words of affection and support, telling you how incredible you are for nurturing this life within you and even if there are days you don’t feel like being brave enough… he’s here to offer a hand and help you up. Holding you close throughout the entire episode, murmuring answers to each question you have for him.

And when he senses you in better spirits; not completely over your anxious heart but better, he’s reassuring you he’ll be there to cheer you on as you push your baby out. Including almost as an afterthought that you’d still be his precious Miss Chips even if you end up with a flabby tummy after the baby leaves you — you just can’t help burst out into laughter at the absurd image of you and Kiro sporting identical pot bellies. 

Feathering kisses in gratitude against his cheek for being ‘benevolent’ enough to promise your postpartum chubby self his never-ending love.

Your doctor has recommended some Kegel exercises for you to follow on the regular.

Best believe Kiro is right there on the rug with you. Accompanying you with elaborate wheezes and groans of his own. It’s distracting enough to watch him perform the steps all wrong, gyrating his hips to the music in a slow, tortured sort of dance.

Kiro grunts as he sinks to the floor, admitting defeat and the tears leaving your eyes are impossible to rein in, your laughter ringing out loud and clear within your happy house until you almost bowl over shaking. 

An offended Kiro agrees to help you up only if you apologize; you have to physically hold yourself back from bursting into peals of laughter once more at the moue on his face.

Indeed, it’s uterus.

Kiro likes to hold conversations with your baby as he might with an adult. Yes, even while the child is still within your belly.

The man insists it helps him bond with the baby, while you grin and merely shake your head at your husband.

Pursuing a bag of chips at the convenience store; a fist tucked thoughtfully beneath his chin as he eyes the new flavors, hopeful. Humming out his indecisiveness as he vacillates in between two bags before angling an imploring look your way. You refuse his plea — no, we’re not buying out the entire shelf Kiro —and Kiro, downtrodden, turns his choices towards your bump, asking your baby for their opinion.

Sometimes, your baby responds it seems, with a kick against your belly and Kiro nods in understanding, solemn as he agrees with his child’s assessment. “Classic is best, huh? You already know your stuff, champ.”

Please let this couple stay out of sight of normal shoppers and spare their hearts.

*In case you were unaware of this incredibly sweet pet name Gavin uses for his girl during his City Stroll:

End Notes: Thank you for reading!

♧° Link to Master List °♡

[link4eva]

*Slight Spoilers for Bday Content* I LOVE HIM SO FUCKING MUCH!!!!! 😍😭

His voice 😩👌

So later then, Mr. Chips? 👀👅 Also, I can never get enough of blushy Kiro 😍

[putufelisia]

[ TERJEMAHAN ] PV Candlelit Night

Mr. Love Queen Choice akan mengadakan event chinese wedding! 🥳 Nggak sabar plus deg-degan karena pengin Victor dan Gavin 😅

Anyway, berikut PV dari event ini. PV ini sekaligus debut Jonah Scott sebagai Victor menggantikan Mr. Diskin. Tentu, ada banyak tekanan buat Jonah. Di samping producer yang masih terbayang-bayang versi Ben, PV ini juga bernuansa oriental hingga mau tidak mau orang akan membandingkan dengan versi Chinese.

Silakan disimak PV-nya. Terjemahan PV ada di bawah, ya 😍

Terjemahan versi asli bisa dibaca di tempat @arabella-77

🎀🎀🎀

Ketika ikrar suci dibuat,

Dua jiwa terikat hingga keabadian.

Lucien: "Kau adalah sebuah berkat. Kecantikanmu melampaui segalanya."

Kiro: "Kau memilikiku sejak pandangan pertama. Sehari tanpamu bak setahun lamanya."

Gavin: "Aku mendapatkan bola sutranya. Kau milikku sekarang."

Kiro: "Mulai sekarang, aku akan menemanimu sepanjang hayat."

Ketika pohon persik bersemi, waktu masak mengikatkan simpul.

Ketika ranting memunculkan pucuk buah, itu tandanya keluarga akan makmur.

Victor: "Ketika kau menemukan cinta, genggam erat-erat, benar kan?"

Gavin: "Senyumanku untukmu takkan pernah memudar. Cintaku padamu takkan pernah tamat."

Victor: "Aku tak mau kehilangan satu momen denganmu. Jadi, kunyalakan lilin untuk menerangi wajahmu."

Lucien: "Sekali simpul terikat, takkan ada yang memisahkan kita. Bahkan tidak kematian."

Di sini kita mengukuhkan sumpah akan menjaga janji menua bersama.

Biarkan persatuan suci tertanggung dalam cinta yang kita miliki satu sama lain.

Sertifikat Pernikahan.

🎀🎀🎀

[shinydelirium]

Kiro’s Breathing Date Translation [CN]

Warning: The following date contains SPOILERS not yet released for EN/global server. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!

Little rant: I wasn’t planning on translating this date. When it comes to Kiro dates, I'm more interested to read ones that delve more into his backstory/character/lore/relationship development with MC and just based on the karma images alone, I thought it was just going to be some light-hearted silliness cuz a lot of Kiro’s karmas show him smiling and having fun and I wish the artist would just have more variety. There were so many other scenes in the date the artist could have illustrated but I digress. Then I realized it’s a top-up karma so the story must be somewhat decent and decided to give it a watch. As I was watching, I heard that one BGM from Inspiration date and Love Everlasting BGM. PG wouldn’t use those songs unless it was something heavy and emotional. To my surprise, I ended up loving this date more than I thought. All in all, don’t let the cute little rubber duckies and wet Kiro fool you. Anyways, that’s enough ranting, enjoy the date~ 😊

[Part 1]

Kiro: I’m sorry, do you know me?

The summer heat was isolated from the ward and the scorching heat on the windowsill could almost be seen through the glass.

I looked at Kiro in front of me, wearing a hospital gown.

-flashback-

MC: Kiro got hurt? What happened?

On the other end of the phone, Savin’s voice sounded regretful and anxious.

Savin: As he was walking down the stairs, he fell and hit his head…it’s all my fault. I wasn’t looking after him like I should have.

Savin: But he doesn’t want to stay in the hospital for observation. Can you come and convince him?

MC: I’ll be there soon!

After explaining the situation to my co-workers, I hurriedly rushed to the hospital.

Savin left the two of us alone. Kiro stood quietly by the window.

MC: Kiro!

Hearing my voice, he turned around.

My eyes carefully looked over his body. He didn’t seem to have any other injuries besides the large gauze on his forehead.

But the bluish gray in his eyes told me he was suppressing how tired he was.

Even his golden hair seemed to have lost its luster, lying dull and flat against his face, making my heart ache.

MC: Are you okay?

As soon as I asked the question, I sensed something was wrong.

The person who usually smiled at me and hugged me so many times in the past just stared at me, tilting his head with a confused look on his face.

-end of flashback-

My mind went blank for a long time until a hand was waving in front of my eyes and I came back to my senses.

Those curious eyes were so clear with no signs of teasing in them.

Lots of amnesia scenes from TV dramas and books flashed through my mind and I felt a chill settle in my heart.

MC: I’m going to get the doctor to take another look at you!

Kiro: No, wait.

He quickly grabbed my wrist.

Kiro: I’ve already been checked and I’m fine. And…I don’t want to see any more doctors.

There was a hint of pleading in his eyes that made my heart skip a beat and softened.

Kiro: You know me, don’t you? Stay and chat with me.

He led me to the hospital bed and sat down. My throat felt dry as I opened my mouth to speak.

MC: You…really don’t remember me?

He came closer and looked at me carefully.

Kiro: I feel as though you’re very familiar, like I know you from somewhere…as if we’re acquaintances.

Kiro: And you were the first to come see me so I’m guessing you must be…

[Part 2]

He dragged out those words and when he met my gaze, his eyebrows perked up, full of smiles.

Kiro: My fiancé?

My face suddenly burned but seeing the slyness in his eyes, I vaguely felt something was off.

If something terrible did happen to Kiro, why didn’t Savin tell me over the phone?

That can’t be right.

Thinking of this, I squinted my eyes, lowered my head and put on a sad face.

MC: Actually, I’m…no longer your girlfriend.

Kiro: How, how can that be! We’re…

He was clearly taken aback but halfway through his words, he stopped talking after thinking of something then looked at me with sad puppy eyes.

I knew it!

I desperately tried to suppress my smile and sighed.

MC: We…have been seeing each other except you’re at the height of your career and your company has always been against us being together.

MC: It’s alright. You’ve already sacrificed so much for me…

Kiro’s frozen expression became a little flustered.

Kiro: What did I sacrifice!

MC: It’s not important anymore. Besides, you don’t even remember…

Seeing how “serious” I was, he rolled his eyes dejectedly and finally pointed to his own face.

Kiro: Why don’t you give me a kiss? Then, maybe I might be able to remember something!

MC: [not amused] …

Hearing his blatant “request”, I was about to reach out and pinch his ear. As soon as he looked up, the white gauze came into my view again.

My heart constricted. In the end, I gently held his cheek and gave those soft lips a light peck.

Just when I was about to pull away, an arm wrapped around my waist—

A familiar breath skillfully invaded mine, turning the mere brush of lips into a lingering kiss.

When our lips parted, he nuzzled my head in content.

Kiro: The energy has accumulated and my memory has been successfully restored.

Kiro: But…MC is being so stingy and still thinks she can leave me.

MC: Who’s fault is it exactly to pretend to have amnesia and scare me half to death?

Kiro: Don’t be mad. I was just doing a bit of…roleplaying. I didn’t expect you to figure it out so soon.

MC: Naturally, I’m the most familiar with Kiro’s little roleplaying act.

I pulled him to the side of the hospital bed and gently stroked the side of his face with my fingertips.

MC: How on earth did you fall down the stairs?

Kiro: I was writing songs all night in the recording studio. As I was coming down the stairs, I yawned and felt lightheaded…

He laid his head on my shoulder as he played with my hair with one hand while muttering aggrievedly.

Kiro: It must have been scary. I didn’t expect Savin to ask me to stay in the hospital for observation and to call you…

MC: It’s because you’re not paying much attention to your body.

MC: Don’t be too hard on yourself. Didn’t your new album win an award? I didn’t even have the chance to congratulate you!

Kiro: Hehe, thanks Miss Chips.

Kiro: …So, what do you think about the new album?

MC: It’s very nice! Especially the song “Midsummer Passion”. I have it playing on loop all day.

Kiro: Really?

His eyebrows furrowed as he smiled but I could tell it wasn’t his usual megawatt smile.

MC: Of course! But your new album just released so why are you writing songs again?

There was a hint of sadness in his blue eyes, but before I could take a closer look, it disappeared.

Kiro: Because I want to bring more amazing works to the soda pops (aka his fans).

He happily shared his accomplishments with me as if what I saw just now was my imagination.

After such a long day, I repeatedly told him to take it easy today and left the ward.

I kept feeling that Kiro was hiding something from me. With this doubt in mind, I dialed Savin’s number.

After hounding him for answers, Savin finally told me what was going on.

Savin: In fact, not too long ago, some people on the Internet were spreading rumors about Kiro’s award-winning new album.

Savin: They were saying the album was mediocre, that he has exhausted all his talents, and only won the award due to his popularity alone.

MC: That’s nonsense!

Savin: Although preference is based on personal opinion, there are still some fans who have been brought into the discussion. Not only do they feel that Kiro’s new songs lack feeling but they’re agreeing with the rumors.

Savin: And that’s why recently he’s been locking himself up every day writing songs and sometimes he wouldn’t even eat.

Savin: You know how he is once his mind is made up. No one can stop him. So I was hoping you can find a way to help him.

Thinking of Kiro’s forced smile from before, a plan quietly sprouts in my heart.

MC: No problem. Leave it to me.

[Part 3]

In the dimly lit underground parking lot, I lowered the brim of my hat and stared at the gate waiting for Kiro to exit the press conference.

A golden head appeared at the door. Kiro skillfully sat in the back seat , taking off his hat and mask, looking a bit weary.

Kiro: The studio.

I straightened by sunglasses and started the car without saying a word—

“Operation: Kidnap Kiro” has officially commenced.

The car drove steadily over an overpass. I glanced in the rearview mirror and found that Kiro who had his eyes closed suddenly open them.

Kiro: Driver, are you in a bad mood today? Why are you driving so fast?

MC: There’s no traffic so it’s okay to speed.

I lowered my voice an octave. He yawned and lazily looked out the window.

Kiro: But you’re going the wrong way.

MC: Your agent has arranged other itineraries for you. Why don’t you check with him?

Kiro: Huh? Savin didn’t mention this to me.

I slowly felt a weight on the backrest behind me as his voice drew nearer to my ear.

Kiro: I heard that the driver who came to pick me up was a burly man with arms as big as my calves.

Kiro: You don’t fit that description.

MC: …

Hearing his thoughtful analysis, I giggled.

MC: It’s too late now. The door’s locked so please do cooperate with me.

Kiro sucked in a sharp breath.

Kiro: [overly dramatic gasp] As long as you don’t hurt me, I’ll do whatever you want.

Kiro: Whether it’s chocolate-covered nuts or charcoal-grilled chips…I can give you all of my private possessions.

The heat on my face left a burning trail as I met his twinkling eyes in the rearview mirror.

MC: Is my acting that bad?

Kiro: It’s still the same but I’m the one most familiar with MC’s bag of tricks.

Kiro: No wonder Savin was being so mysterious today. There really is a “conspiracy”.

MC: Savin said that your schedule is free after finishing the press conference and to let me take you somewhere to relax.

MC: So—you can’t escape.

Kiro didn’t say anything for a while. The slight hesitation in his eyes reflected in the rearview mirror vanished. When he met my gaze, he was full of smiles.

Kiro: Why would I want to escape?

Kiro: I’ll gladly fall into your trap.

Soon we arrived at our destination—Starry Seaside Park.

A variety show was filmed here yesterday and I managed to reserve the venue for an extra day to hold a celebration party.

The people gathered here were close-knit friends of Kiro so he doesn’t need to feel too restrained.

After changing my clothes, I found Kiro standing by the pool, holding an inflatable ring. A handful of fine sunlight shone onto his blonde hair, shining brightly.

MC: There’s going to be a water roller competition in a short while. The team who comes in first will win the mystery prize.

Seeing Kiro’s eyes light up with interest, I pumped myself up.

MC: We’re here—

I stretched out my hand and he took it saying.

Kiro: To claim first place.

A lifeguard was already on standby and more than a dozen inflatable rollers were floating on the water’s surface.

As soon as the whistle blew, we began to push hard against the inner wall of the drum. The drum quickly found its own rhythm and rolled steadily forward.

However, maneuvering it was more difficult than I thought and it wasn’t long until I was starting to feel out of breath.

My skin was sticking to the plastic heated by the sun making it stuffy and hot as my hair stuck to my face with sweat.

Seeing the other players gradually overtake us, I became worried.

Kiro: MC, relax. Find your balance.

Kiro’s voice was slightly out of breath and at the same time, a song began playing in the background of the park.

The lively and upbeat tune was the song from his award-winning new album- “Midsummer Passion”.

Feeling the beat of the drum in my heart, I adjusted my breathing and made a fighting gesture to Kiro.

MC: Come on, this song is my secret weapon to victory these past days!

What I received was a smile brighter than the sun.

Kiro: That’s all I need to hear.

Putting pedal to the metal, we found our rhythm again.

The melodious song drove the atmosphere of the audience to an intense climax and I could even hear many voices cheering us on from all sides.

Kiro also seemed to be infected. His eyes shone like stars and the water droplets hanging from the ends of his eyelashes sparkled in the sunlight.

Not far away from us was a water slide before the finish line.

Listening to the sound of the water rushing fast, I nervously held onto Kiro’s hand.

MC: What if we don’t make it…

Kiro: Don’t be afraid. In the final sprint, I will take care of Miss Chips’ safety!

The roller undulated on the water and we were finally close to first place.

Kiro: MC, are you ready?

MC: Absolutely.

He gave me a charming smile.

Kiro: 3, 2, 1- here we go!

He kicked hard and the drum suddenly accelerated and flew down the slide. The brief feeling of weightlessness made me gasp.

An embrace hotter than the summer heat held me to his chest as Kiro immediately adjusted his pace and stabilized the roller.

The sound of waves crashing and people cheering gradually faded away. Only the sound of our hearts beating were left in this small space.

There was a forceful push and the roller crossed the finish line, hitting the protective net.

Kiro: We’re number one!

He looked down at me. Warm, crystal sweat fell from his eyelashes and landed on the tip of my nose, igniting something in my heart.

Our staggered and rapid breaths steamed up with heat, arousing every nerve of my skin—

Kiro: What’s my prize?

[Part 4]

After the roller races, water battles, and beach baths were over, I changed into some dry clothes and went to the small private pool I had reserved in advance.

Kiro had also changed into some casual clothes and was relaxing on the big inflatable ring, merging into the unique landscape of little yellow rubber ducks floating around.

His soaked bangs blocked his eyes so he casually slicked them back.

The blue sky made his azure blue orbs even more clear.

I didn’t know if it was because of all the fun he had just now but he seemed to have more a lot more energy than before.

A rubber duck bumped against the inflatable ring and Kiro picked it up.

Kiro: [cute, adorable voice] Hi~ How do you do~

He pinched its fat belly and made a grunting noise in response.

Kiro: It looks like you’re also here on vacation to get away~

MC: Pfft—

Hearing me snicker, he squinted his eyebrows in pleasure and paddled with his hands towards the shore where I was.

Kiro: Why don’t you join us too, MC?

MC: I’d love to but you can invite your new “friends” to join us for the next event.

I took out the guitar hidden near the pool. Under his surprised look, I sat on the bank and cleared myn throat.

MC: Welcome to MC’s exclusive summer concert.

Inhaling deeply, “Midsummer Passion” floated out from my fingertips.

Although I practiced many times at home, I was still nervous and ended up playing a few wrong notes under Kiro’s attentive gaze.

But he just listened closely, entranced.

When the final note was played, I slowly released the breath I’ve been holding.

MC: Thank you to the person who wrote this song and bringing me the most wonderful summer throbbing.

Kiro climbed out of the water and sat beside me.

Kiro: Can the concert have small guest segment?

Kiro: I also have a song I want to play for you.

Taking the guitar from me, his slender fingers skillfully plucked the strings and the smooth notes blended into a pleasing melody.

However, as I watched Kiro play, I felt a certain uneasiness I couldn’t explain.

After the song was over, he looked up at me.

Kiro: This is a demo I wrote at home recently. What do you think?

MC: It’s lovely. The melody of the chorus is brilliant and better than just some ordinary pop song. It’s more memorable except…

I hesitated and asked what was on my mind.

MC: Is this the actual song you wanted to write?

He was stunned then lowered his head and smiled bitterly.

Kiro: I really can’t hide anything from you.

MC: Although I’m not a professional musician, I do listen to your songs every day.

MC: I felt that this song just now was missing a bit of Kiro’s soul. A little restless like…

MC: You were in a hurry but wanted to prove something at the same time.

He fiddled with the strings on the guitar and after a while, he said in a low voice.

Kiro: You heard what Savin said…

He closed his eyes like he was being covered by a heavy rain cloud.

Kiro: I know a song can’t be liked by everyone so I should just try to be myself.

Kiro: Only this time, many fans, like me, also feel that the new song is subpar…does this mean that I’m not as good as I used to be?

Kiro: That’s why the next song has to be better than this one.

Kiro: Over and over again, I feel it’s still not good enough…

Kiro: I know I’m lost and I should stop and think more calmly but…

There was some doubt and a bit of loneliness in his eyes.

For creators, the sense of accomplishment is an overly comprehensive sentiment. That feeling to share with the audience, to be seen and recognized.

It will pay tribute to those who keep trying but it will also crush them.

Those mixed voices are like a loud, disorderly undercurrent, threatening to overwhelm him.

Kiro’s fingers have become a little cold and I saw the slight line quivering at the corner of his mouth. I jumped into the pool and stretched out my hand to him.

MC: Kiro, hold your breath.

He looked at me, confused, but did as I said.

Seeing his surprised look, I dragged him into the pool and with a splash, we sunk together underwater.

The water completely drowned out the noise of the outside world. Kiro and I opened our eyes and stared at each other quietly.

The world was dim and silent and only the two of us were left.

When we came back to the surface, our clothes were soaked through to the core.

MC: Did you feel some of your troubles being washed away by the water?

He closed his eyes and placed my palm against his face, as if trying to draw some kind of power from me.

Kiro: I want….to do it again.

Before I could stop him, he took a deep breath and dove into the water.

Fragmented light shimmered like ripples on the water’s surface.

Time passed by but he never resurfaced.

I became a little worried and took a deep breath.

In front of me, I saw Kiro’s body stretched out like he had fallen to the bottom of the water. He frowned and closed his eyes.

Waves from the water refracted the sky, creating layers of light patterns around him.

Like a pair of gentle hands, caressing him delicately, brushing away those disturbing thoughts from his body.

Maybe because of the lack of oxygen, his face looked a little miserable like he was about to be crushed at any moment.

I couldn’t help reaching out to him—when I touched his fingertips, I was forcefully met with a pair of blue eyes that almost blended with the water.

At that moment, the shredded spots of light kept flowing and the furrow between his eyes suddenly loosened.

Our bodies floated along with the waves as we slowly merged into a vast ocean.

His kiss was soft. In the stillness and suffocation, it was like a small world had been opened.

The exchange of breaths made my heart beat more and more intensely and in this closed space, everything was set free.

When we broke the surface, I clung weakly onto his shoulders, breathing heavily.

Kiro held my waist with one arm and gently caressed my back with his other hand.

Kiro: I don’t know why but I always knew you would come.

After a long time, his slightly hoarse voice came from the side of my ear.

Kiro: When I was underwater just then, I had that same feeling like I was in the studio.

Kiro: There were muffled noises all around like I was left alone in the world.

His cool thumb trailed from the tip of my brow to the corner of my lips, carefully tracing every part of my face.

Kiro: I was even wondering if it would be better if I stopped struggling to find oxygen and just let myself be swept away by the current. How pathetic.

I tightened my arms around his waist, bringing our bodies closer together.

The heat from our skin penetrated through our cold, wet clothes and travelled to every inch of our blood vessels.

Kiro: Then you appeared.

Kiro: When I saw you, I realized…*sigh* I seem to be able to breathe again.

He took a deep breath and pressed his cold forehead lightly against mine.

Kiro: Without you, I’d probably be swept away by the current, not knowing where I’d end up.

Kiro: MC, you’re like…another kind of oxygen for me. ***My God, my heart!!!🥺***

I cradled his face and tenderly brushed away the hair from his face.

MC: I can’t do much for your creation but I know how Kiro is like.

MC: I also know what his work is like.

MC: Kiro will never become water. He is the one and only one who decides where the water will flow.

MC: Whenever you can’t see yourself, I can see you better than anyone else, so—

MC: Believe in the song you wrote. The courage and strength it brings are not only for others but also for yourself. ***YES, YOU TELL HIM, MC!!!***

Kiro leaned his head against my shoulder and chuckled lightly.

Kiro: It seems I have to start the new song from scratch again.

Although he said this, there was no frustration in his voice. Instead, it was full of fighting spirit and anticipation.

I threaded my fingers through his velvety, soft blonde hair and slowly followed the trail of water downwards.

My fingertips lightly brushed the nape of his neck until they finally stopped at his lower jaw as he let the strength of my fingers gently lift his head.

MC: Does it still feel like you’re underwater?

His hot breath slowly came closer, mingling between our lips and melting into a murmur.

Kiro: I have enough oxygen now.

Kiro: [whisper] But I want a little more. ***His dates constantly end this way too 😣😣😣***

-End-

[rinharu-purple]

(pt2) I would like to request private photoshoot, new rain date, challenge, obsession, when the galaxy falls, prank date analysis if that isn't too much LOL 👉 👈 (´∀｀)♡ Also a headcanon of where on earth did Gavin learnt how to use his tongue to pry over into mc's mouth during their kisses?! I notice this man uses his tongue a lot (♡´艸`). As always thank you for replyinggg ;-; I come by to ask so often I might as well attach a name for myself at the end of the messages ╰(▔∀▔)╯

Heyho Mochi 🐿️

Thank you for your patience! 🤗💕

In fact I am working on an analysis for "Prank Date". The way it seems now, it won't be a long one, so I should be able to post it soon.

For New Rain I was preparing to write an analysis. But then @ginkgomoon was faster and posted this lovely analysis and I didn't want to spam the feed with twinning subjects. I might still post it at some point in the future though.

I've added the others to my bucket list 😉

About Gavin's French kiss skills... NSFW part starts here...

I agree with you that there are a lot of tongue in Gavin's kisses. Especially the one from When Galaxy Falls is a deep, passionate French kiss in a GIF😍

We all know that Gavin isn't the most experienced guy among our love interests in terms of intimacy (Its Kiro, I dare you to change my mind lol) But...GAVIN IS A NATURAL. Meaning, even though he didn't have much dates, hookups and Co. Prior to MC, this guy has the instincts of a wolf. He knows instinctively what to do, how to touch, where to bite, when to stop... What's more important, he is so into every moment he spends with her, all of his body cells, intuition, thoughts and *ehm blood circulation* is attuned to HER. When you're so meditatively living the moment and explore the person in front of you in such obsession, your body does act on its own. Especially when you have an amazing chemistry with this person. So he knows when to pry open her lips and dance around her tounge with his, or give her a light bite her and there. And remember, these two also like to bite while kissing alot (its called odaxelagnia btw.). So Gavin's kisses come as a whole package! If you try to gamble with him, and try something new or even just challenge him... beware that he will see it, call it and then raise it to all in. One shouldn't start rolling anything with him if they don't have the guts to ride it to the end.

On the other hand, using tongue while kissing is a subconscious urge to him if you ask me. Specially because he is a man, his creation pushes him with an urge to explore things from the inside by penetration ;) So it makes sense for our birdcop to want to have a better taste of his beloved girlfriend and feel her more intense from inside her mouth.

Although he is naturally gifted, I have the feeling that he indeed might have made some inadvertently research. How, you may ask...

In some of the STF interactions such as in the 3rd year Anniversary concert, we hear the guys chat about romance among them. So I wouldn't be surprised if Eli once mentioned of the euphoria a French kiss can give in one of their "squad talks" , thus planting the idea in Gav-babe's mind.

How on earth can he pull a move like this, however, beats me dear anon. This is something out of this world, I'll tell you that.

[wendyhalo4]

Aaaw Kiro 😍 Merry Christmas 🥰🎄