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museboxonahillThere were still some days when Wren wasn't sure which way was up. And that was the absolute best feeling, right now, never in her wildest dreams did she think she would find someone here in Thailand. She wasn't really looking, anyway, with most of the guys around here turning her all the way off with commenting on how alluring and 'exotic' she was being around here. Ugh. So fucking gross.
Besides, she was almost done with her studies and was cranking out her senior year. Lately, it had been nothing but study, study, study. Kimhan had been an absolute angel with it all. And she really meant that. It shouldn't have been that big of a surprise, considering he had graduated a couple of years before her, but still. He provided the best backdrop of acoustic guitar and a word or two of encouragement when her brain was starting to leak out of her ears. Their beginnings had been distinctly less than a fairy tale process, but right now, everything was pretty solid. Okay, so there had been that one misshap where those goons had tried to take him out, but he stopped them. But then his goons mistook her for a target and then... That was all they wrote. He tried pushing her away, she said she loved him despite him being a stupid idiot, and then he fucked her against the wall of the safehouse they were dumped in. Poetic, really.
Since then, they had been contemplating living places, but nothing solid was agreed upon. It was her final year (honestly, it was two weeks, but Wren could feel years falling off her life), and Kim decided then that she should meet his brothers. They were his only family left, really, and he didn't want her rumored to be a 'dirty little secret.' Wren felt she only said it as a joke to get her mind off that one math equation that was stabbing her in the brain but she toed up to his prank and accepted. Why not? She had met a few of his bodyguards (useless things) and was fully aware that he was mafia. It never scared her. After all, he knew about her magical tendencies and accepted them. Which... come to think of it, was a little weird. His face scrunched up when she confessed and he looked a little crosseyed before muttering, "of course you are." and just left it at that. Mysterious.
Having gotten the details of the dinner plans and an apology that he couldn't pick her up personally, but would have a car ready for her, Wren decided on a mandarin floral print dress for the occasion with her hair done up in hair pins just for her own peace of mind that she had a tiny bit of protection on her, complete with kitten heels and a small clutch. The place the car brought her to was massive and she craned her neck all the way up to look at the skyscraper hotel.
"Miss Starfyr," the voice was smooth and mildy accented. It was a middle-aged man who bowed to her in greeting. "Mr Kim is in the midst of a meeting and asked that I escort you to the family dining hall."
"Oh!" She blinked once and then offered a smile. He was speaking in English? Maybe they thought she didn't know any Thai because she didn't look Thai? "Thank you very much. I appreciate it." Flawless Thai. It made the man pause just a heartbeat before straightening from his bow. What she didn't provide was the wai. That little bit of culture still confused her sometimes. He was much older than her, so the respect should be given but he was an employee so he was doing his job so.....
The hesitation was hidden behind her smile as she bowed her head as the door was opened for her. Wren walked through and slowed her steps to follow the man's lead to take her wherever she needed to be. In the meantime, she could feel the hairs on the back of her neck prickle as she felt like she was walking into the lion's den. Sure, the place was opulent, but why should she be feeling on edge?
Besides, she was almost done with her studies and was cranking out her senior year. Lately, it had been nothing but study, study, study. Kimhan had been an absolute angel with it all. And she really meant that. It shouldn't have been that big of a surprise, considering he had graduated a couple of years before her, but still. He provided the best backdrop of acoustic guitar and a word or two of encouragement when her brain was starting to leak out of her ears. Their beginnings had been distinctly less than a fairy tale process, but right now, everything was pretty solid. Okay, so there had been that one misshap where those goons had tried to take him out, but he stopped them. But then his goons mistook her for a target and then... That was all they wrote. He tried pushing her away, she said she loved him despite him being a stupid idiot, and then he fucked her against the wall of the safehouse they were dumped in. Poetic, really.
Since then, they had been contemplating living places, but nothing solid was agreed upon. It was her final year (honestly, it was two weeks, but Wren could feel years falling off her life), and Kim decided then that she should meet his brothers. They were his only family left, really, and he didn't want her rumored to be a 'dirty little secret.' Wren felt she only said it as a joke to get her mind off that one math equation that was stabbing her in the brain but she toed up to his prank and accepted. Why not? She had met a few of his bodyguards (useless things) and was fully aware that he was mafia. It never scared her. After all, he knew about her magical tendencies and accepted them. Which... come to think of it, was a little weird. His face scrunched up when she confessed and he looked a little crosseyed before muttering, "of course you are." and just left it at that. Mysterious.
Having gotten the details of the dinner plans and an apology that he couldn't pick her up personally, but would have a car ready for her, Wren decided on a mandarin floral print dress for the occasion with her hair done up in hair pins just for her own peace of mind that she had a tiny bit of protection on her, complete with kitten heels and a small clutch. The place the car brought her to was massive and she craned her neck all the way up to look at the skyscraper hotel.
"Miss Starfyr," the voice was smooth and mildy accented. It was a middle-aged man who bowed to her in greeting. "Mr Kim is in the midst of a meeting and asked that I escort you to the family dining hall."
"Oh!" She blinked once and then offered a smile. He was speaking in English? Maybe they thought she didn't know any Thai because she didn't look Thai? "Thank you very much. I appreciate it." Flawless Thai. It made the man pause just a heartbeat before straightening from his bow. What she didn't provide was the wai. That little bit of culture still confused her sometimes. He was much older than her, so the respect should be given but he was an employee so he was doing his job so.....
The hesitation was hidden behind her smile as she bowed her head as the door was opened for her. Wren walked through and slowed her steps to follow the man's lead to take her wherever she needed to be. In the meantime, she could feel the hairs on the back of her neck prickle as she felt like she was walking into the lion's den. Sure, the place was opulent, but why should she be feeling on edge?
