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:O THE LITTLE SHIT!
Park continued on his math work when Ryan tok a seat across from them. He then took to ignoring his presence until he said his name. He looked up at him as his eyebrows knitted together. Could this read his fucking mind? He shook his head a little when Misaka scolded him slightly and removed his hand from Misaka's knee. He sighed and looked at Ryan, "Sorry. I hadn't realized that you called dibs... So... Maybe I have come out to play but at least I don't play with every second girl I see."

He placed Misaka's pen on her book but didn't grab his own. He pulled his bag onto his shoulder and bowed over dramatically to Ryan, "My apologies, your highness, I'll leave you and the lady alone."

He looked to Misaka and smiled, placing his hand on her shoulder. He leant over and kissed her cheek, half to repay the two she had given him, half to rub it in Ryan's face. He turned his head away from the boy and whispered, "I think... You're beautiful."

He straightened and nodded to her, "I'll see you later."

He then turned away from the two of them and walked over to the table that Sanders sat at with a few over friends. He tossed his book on it and grabbed out a pen. He didn't write or even work on his math though. He just sat there, thinking and nibbling at the end of the pen.
Park smiled happily as they walked to the library together. He felt Misaka even squeeze his fingers a little. He felt like he was taking advantage of her slightly. She was new and alone and sure, he wasn't the first person she met but he was surely flirting with her, even if it was in subtle tones. He had already invited her to his house and thought of less than appropriate things for a male to think about a female. Such as how she looked under her baggy sweater. God, he was horrible.

He stopped when he felt her pull on his hand just outside the library. He looked down at her as for the second time that day she kissed him, well his cheek. Although, he wouldn't have minded her actually kissing him. God! He needed to stop. He watched as she bit her bottom lip yet again. Stop it! And felt his ears turn red when she called him handsome, "Uhhh," Was all he managed back.

This girl seriously damaged his brain. He followed behind her in the library and sat down next to her. He looked at her as she pulled out her maths book and did the same. He smiled at her Hello Kitty before he stole it from her hand. He tossed her his pen as he examined it. He laughed a little, "I'm going to use this," He informed her before he started to work through his problem with the lovely pink cat covered pen. They couldn't hold hands now... As it made it very difficult to write. So instead, he placed his hand on her knee, just wanting to keep some kind of physical contact between them.

Anyone watching on probably thought that he was some kind of horndog that just wanted to get her in bed. But... To him, Misaka wasn't the kind of girl that he wanted to sleep with.... Well, maybe he wanted to sleep with her but she was the kind of girl that he wanted to fall in love with. The kind of girl that he wanted to act out all of her silly romantic comedy fantasies with.
Park grabbed his bag and swung it over one shoulder when Misaka asked what class it was that they would have next. He reached into his pocket for his timetable and pulled it out. As he did, his hanging hand brushed against her's. Without looking, asking, or really thinking. His fingers reached out and wrapped around her own. He wasn't sure why he was acting the way he was. Had it been any other girl who he may or may not have liked, he would have remained silent. he would have watched from a distance and he surely wouldn't have take her hand twice in the last hour. Then again, Misaka wasn't just any other girl. Maybe, he was just expressing himself to her. Letting her know that maybe he didn't want to be just friends. He didn't acknowledge the fact that he was holding her hand but held it loosely, allowing her to pull away from him if she wished. He examined the time table, "Study block..."

He looked at her and smiled, "We go to the library and mainly just work on whatever homework we have from other classes. Gives us extra time."

He stepped around her and started to pull her by her hand, "Come along now. To the library!" He hadn't said it as loud as she had nor as dramatic but he exclaimed it in a similar fashion. His ear reddened slightly and he looked over his shoulder at her and gave her a small smile.
Ish okay c: I don't mind. There was plenty to work off of. Quality not Quantity.
Park smiled at her when she practically yelled yes and explained to him the translation. He grinned, glad that he managed to help without getting frustrated... That had happened a few times with his mom and he could talk to his mom in her original language. When she started to bite her lip, Park died a little. He hadn't really looked at her lips much, because he was trying to be a respectable gentleman. However, seeing her bite her lip as she did, it became harder to be respectable as thoughts started to swirl.

Ignoring them as best he could, both the thoughts and her lips, he shrugged, "That's the beauty of this assignment I guess... You don't really have to talk about anything you just have to react to how it is said," He looked down at her fidgeting hand and placed his on top of it, "No?"

They continued on like that. Speaking nonsense and sharing secrets, only using two words. So maybe he hadn't heard her actual deepest darkest secret but he pretended as though he had. His hand held her own the entire class. She didn't move it away at all and like Hell Park was going to. When the bell rang Ms. Carroll dismissed them. Park stood and dropped her hand. He smiled at her, "That was... fun..."
Anastasia smiled and kissed the top of his head, "Good night, Samsul."

Once he had fallen asleep, she eased him out of his jacket, loosened and tucked his shirt, as well as removed his shoes and socks. She laughed a little, he was hardly ready for bed and there he was fast asleep. She climbed out of the bed and piled his clothes and shoes by her dress for Arabelle and Millie to take. Then, she walked back to the bed, climbed under the covers and snuggled close to her husband. She gave him one last kiss before she joined him in sleeping.
Park laughed a little when she apologized that he was stuck with her. He shook his head, "I don't mind explaining... I told you before my mom didn't speak much English, so I've gotten used to it."

He smiled and looked at the paper, "Inclination... It's like.... Well, it is a slope or a slant," He moved his arm to demonstrate slope and slant, "In this case, it means to do it with your voice. Uhh... Yes," He rose his voice slightly, getting higher, at the end of the phrase, "Or... Yes," He did the same but went down, "Basically it is just how we get feelings across in our words... So, this is about getting feelings and emotions across with only two words. Talking and reacting to how we say yes or no. ....Yes?"
Anastasia smiled when he kissed her lightly. She nodded when he made comment to them happening more often, "As long as they don't start to hurt, I'm more than alright with it."

She took his hand and led him over to the bed. Sitting him on it and getting him comfortable, she gave him a kiss on the cheek, "You worked hard today, enough for the both of us. You must be tired," She brushed some of his hair out of his face and smiled softly. She was just happy to be there with him, with their children. They had two little cribs set up at the end of the bed for them when they arrived. She walked around them and the bed and climbed in on the other side. She moved close to Samsul and placed his hand on her stomach again, her hand resting on top of his, so that he could feel it when the babies moved at all. She rested her head on his shoulder and sighed, "This is nice..."
As Samsul still didn't arrive, Anastasia started to get worried. To keep her mind off of his current absence she went to the closet and changed into her nightgown. She neatly lay her dress out for Millie and Arabella to grab when they came into the room. She started back to the bed when the door opened and Samsul walked it. She smiled at him and gave him a kiss, "I was starting to worry something had happened," She fixed his shirt a little, he looked undone almost, pale like he had seen a ghost. She took his hand in her own and looked up at him. After a moment, it seemed like he was not going to tell her what was on his mind. She didn't ask but instead placed his hand on her stomach. She watched him when she felt the baby kick his hand. She grinned at him, "It starts earlier this afternoon. After you sent me away," she laughed a little, "Seems to me like our little baby is a fighter and I know exactly where it gets it from," She took his hand again and kissed it.
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