06-21-2018, 02:12 PM
The longer she is looking down at the crowd from the balcony, the further her thoughts start to wander. No longer are her hazel eyes actively searching for Karat, instead she thinks of some quite less interesting things. Like the things Father had asked her to do for his meeting tomorrow afternoon, and organizing the secret family lunch for Mother’s birthday. Unconsciously her left hand rises from the balustrade it had been resting on, to pull her tick lavender braid across her left shoulder, baring her back completely.
She had been so lost in thought, that she hadn’t noticed the pair coming up from the same stairs as she had just used, with the secret elevator in mind. Her name, and his hand touching her arm, startle her. “I-Ivar?” she says, just as surprised as he had just done, turning ever so slightly in his direction as she gazes up at him through her thick black lashes. Without really noticing it, Kylin has taken a tiny step in his directly, her body reacting to his presence and warm touch, as innocent as it may be. And this time Father is not standing nearby to pry her away from the handsome bachelor.
Before she can ask what he is doing here – even though the answer would be an obvious one – he announces that they were going somewhere. Instinctively her hand searches his as Kylin leans forward to peek around his shoulder, both curious and strangely jealous of whoever this ‘we’ might be. “Kar?” she manages to get out before she has her slightly younger cousin in her arms. As her right hand is still in Ivar’s, she embraces Karat in a one armed hug, laughing softly as she pulls back to press a kiss on the other girl’s cheek. “I was looking for you!” she exclaims almost as excitedly, allowing herself – and through her Ivar, as she’s still holding his hand – to be shushed into the elevator.
It’s only there that she realises she is still holding it. Flustered she releases her hold, but does not pry his hand away from hers. Secretly, Kylin hopes he wasn’t about to let go too. Sending Karat a look, she smiles ever so slightly and shakes her head amused. “What she is trying to say,” she starts off, moving her hazel eyes to peek up at Ivar to finish. “.. is that we are going to the rooftop pool.”
As they exit the elevator, they’re met with a dimly lit pool, but it does not need light to look impressive, it simply is impressive. The night sky above them is full of stars, but the moon herself has yet to show. Her hazel eyes are starring up, soft smile curving the corners of her painted lips. Karat’s question catches her by surprise, and it takes a couple of seconds before Kylin answers. “Uuh.. Whatever you’re having..” Once her cousin skips off, her gaze moves back to Ivar, a shy smile tugging on the corners of her lips. For the lack of anything better to say, after nodding to the skyline view, she says; “The sight is amazing.. isn’t it?”
Her cousin does not take a long time to get back and she accepts the drink with a small smile, thankful for something to focus her attention on. “Thank you. What is it?” It would be a lie to say that Kylin knows her drinks. Her lips wrap around the brightly colored straw, and sips it slightly to get a careful first taste of the drink.
As if she didn’t hear Karat’s question right, one of her eyebrows cocks up slightly as she grins at the other girl, silently asking if Karat really did just ask that. “You know I would make sure to bring it with me” she answers, the smile audible in her voice. What Karat say’s next is met with a not so charming squeak, and a light slap of her hand against Karat’s arm, blood rushing to her cheeks. “Karat!” Kylin does not dare to look at Ivar, instead she turns and gently nudges her cousin in the direction of the girl bathroom. Only then peeking across her shoulder. “Please ignore that, my cousin tents to ramble..”
A sigh escapes past her lips once they make it inside, but the moment of relief does not last long. “Did you really have to say that?” she almost whines, cheeks still flustered as she shakes her head before covering her face with both hands. But when she spreads her fingers, to peek through, Kylin too is unable to hold back her shy smile. “Knowing you, you really did have to” she teases, before making her way over to her personal locker to pull out her swimwear. The navy bikini isn’t anything special, not too revealing, but still elegant. In that matter, the cousins aren’t alike at all, but Kylin likes Karat just like she is.
“Did you know Grandfather had invited him?” she asks, glancing across her shoulder in Karat’s way as she somehow manages to get herself out of the fitted navy dress. What her question really is, is if his presence wouldn’t be missed downstairs. Ivar couldn’t be invited just for their entertainment, right?
Whooops, sorry for the wordplosion
She had been so lost in thought, that she hadn’t noticed the pair coming up from the same stairs as she had just used, with the secret elevator in mind. Her name, and his hand touching her arm, startle her. “I-Ivar?” she says, just as surprised as he had just done, turning ever so slightly in his direction as she gazes up at him through her thick black lashes. Without really noticing it, Kylin has taken a tiny step in his directly, her body reacting to his presence and warm touch, as innocent as it may be. And this time Father is not standing nearby to pry her away from the handsome bachelor.
Before she can ask what he is doing here – even though the answer would be an obvious one – he announces that they were going somewhere. Instinctively her hand searches his as Kylin leans forward to peek around his shoulder, both curious and strangely jealous of whoever this ‘we’ might be. “Kar?” she manages to get out before she has her slightly younger cousin in her arms. As her right hand is still in Ivar’s, she embraces Karat in a one armed hug, laughing softly as she pulls back to press a kiss on the other girl’s cheek. “I was looking for you!” she exclaims almost as excitedly, allowing herself – and through her Ivar, as she’s still holding his hand – to be shushed into the elevator.
It’s only there that she realises she is still holding it. Flustered she releases her hold, but does not pry his hand away from hers. Secretly, Kylin hopes he wasn’t about to let go too. Sending Karat a look, she smiles ever so slightly and shakes her head amused. “What she is trying to say,” she starts off, moving her hazel eyes to peek up at Ivar to finish. “.. is that we are going to the rooftop pool.”
As they exit the elevator, they’re met with a dimly lit pool, but it does not need light to look impressive, it simply is impressive. The night sky above them is full of stars, but the moon herself has yet to show. Her hazel eyes are starring up, soft smile curving the corners of her painted lips. Karat’s question catches her by surprise, and it takes a couple of seconds before Kylin answers. “Uuh.. Whatever you’re having..” Once her cousin skips off, her gaze moves back to Ivar, a shy smile tugging on the corners of her lips. For the lack of anything better to say, after nodding to the skyline view, she says; “The sight is amazing.. isn’t it?”
Her cousin does not take a long time to get back and she accepts the drink with a small smile, thankful for something to focus her attention on. “Thank you. What is it?” It would be a lie to say that Kylin knows her drinks. Her lips wrap around the brightly colored straw, and sips it slightly to get a careful first taste of the drink.
As if she didn’t hear Karat’s question right, one of her eyebrows cocks up slightly as she grins at the other girl, silently asking if Karat really did just ask that. “You know I would make sure to bring it with me” she answers, the smile audible in her voice. What Karat say’s next is met with a not so charming squeak, and a light slap of her hand against Karat’s arm, blood rushing to her cheeks. “Karat!” Kylin does not dare to look at Ivar, instead she turns and gently nudges her cousin in the direction of the girl bathroom. Only then peeking across her shoulder. “Please ignore that, my cousin tents to ramble..”
A sigh escapes past her lips once they make it inside, but the moment of relief does not last long. “Did you really have to say that?” she almost whines, cheeks still flustered as she shakes her head before covering her face with both hands. But when she spreads her fingers, to peek through, Kylin too is unable to hold back her shy smile. “Knowing you, you really did have to” she teases, before making her way over to her personal locker to pull out her swimwear. The navy bikini isn’t anything special, not too revealing, but still elegant. In that matter, the cousins aren’t alike at all, but Kylin likes Karat just like she is.
“Did you know Grandfather had invited him?” she asks, glancing across her shoulder in Karat’s way as she somehow manages to get herself out of the fitted navy dress. What her question really is, is if his presence wouldn’t be missed downstairs. Ivar couldn’t be invited just for their entertainment, right?
Whooops, sorry for the wordplosion