The Only Delicacy

This time, a thousand, no, a million arrows struck Kevin's heart!

That smile was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his whole life. It was the first time she had smiled at him. Indeed, she looked like an angel. No, even greater than that.

She looked like a goddess.

That smile was as if the most beautiful female in Greek history, the daughter of Zeus, Helen, had been reborn, bringing with her destruction and devastation upon cities that laid their eyes on her.

It was absolutely not an exaggeration to say that he would play that scene a million of times if he had recorded that extremely alluring and destructive smile in his phone. Sadly, he could only record it in his memory, because that smile only lasted for merely a second.

But as a genius, his photographic memory, that all people were envious of, was enough for him to remember this moment forever in his heart.

However, the non-stop pounding of his heart made it seem like it would die from overworking soon.

Every time he saw her, it was also not an exaggeration to say that his heart would explode!

He had to make sure his heart was intact if he wanted to live on his dream of taking her as his wife.

This made him wonder if the cupid in charge of him had any break at all. That cupid was working way too hard for his own good.

At this rate, his heart would literally stop beating, making him end up dead before he knew it!

A man's code of honor and pride was to definitely be the best in the eyes of their beloved.

However, forget about keeping cool and being the best. Right now, Kevin could even barely stand!

Forgetting his code of honor and pride in front of the girl he loved, he hastily pulled his hands away from indecently embracing her and used them to cover his entire face that was totally red like an apple.

"Is she trying to kill me?" Kevin happily thought.

He was no masochist; he was a one hundred percent sadist. But if he had to die in her hands like this, he would happily oblige even if it was a more than a zillion times.

While thinking of this, he never realized that nosebleed seeped through his hands.

Currently speaking, what an outsider would see were two fifteen year olds flirting while lying on the bed in a very indecent position.

However, upon first glance, Kevin was not definitely the one taking advantage of her for both of his hands were covering his entire face.

Instead, the one taking advantage would be the girl currently holding his manhood without even realizing it.

Kevin's actions filled her with worry.

She thought, "Why is his face bleeding? Could a face even bleed without inflicting a wound on it?"

However, she did not want to offend him. So, she wiped away that rude expression and became genuinely worried.

Fortunately, Kevin was too busy covering his entire face, including his eyes, to even notice her change in expression.

The girl furrowed her brows upwards, pulled his hands away from his face with a swipe of her free hand and stared at him with great concentration.

Her tender actions made Kevin's gaze upon her soften by a hundred folds, his heart bursting out with glee.

This was a very excellent development between the two of them, he thought.

He hid a smile upon knowing that he could see his vision coming to life sooner than later.

Being so lost in his thoughts, Kevin never noticed the girl's disappointed face. Once she saw that the blood was just coming from his nose, her curiosity was broken into pieces.

"Too bad... It's just a regular nosebleed..." She felt idiotic for thinking it was some sort of disease and the like.

She also felt guilty to him, but fortunately, he did not notice her expressions that were plainly written on her face.

From her point of view, she could see a young handsome man blushing with blood all over his face.

She wondered what caused him to have a nosebleed, but she kept the thought to herself.

"Everyone has something to hide," she thought.

Even she had some things she rather would not share with others. She didn't want to embarrass him or break the line between them when they only just met.

However, if he willingly spilled the beans to her by himself, she would gladly listen.

Her mind was literally just like a child's, brimming with curiosity at every single thing.

This explained why she held the position of 3rd place in the school for three consecutive years. Since her mother never taught her anything, her mind became like a black hole that swallowed everything upon contact.

Because of her 'job,' she did not feel disgusted with his bloody face at all.

She cancelled her curious thoughts and felt worry. The blood that flowed from his nose was just too much. Kevin's calm and serene expression was not reassuring at all.

She had to pay back her savior, and now would be one of the best times she could!

With no intention of letting go of his manhood, she used her free hand to wipe away the blood, without even using a handkerchief or any sort of cloth. If she did use a cloth, she would have more things to wash, which was tiring.

And so, she used her hand.

If others saw this, their minds would explode from confusion.

In their perspectives, they would see a man lying on the bed with his hands slightly hanging on the air and a girl, beside the man, holding on to his rod with one hand, while wiping away the blood on his cheeks and nose with her other hand.

This would make them confused and would make them think about what had happened for them to end up like that.

When she rubbed her soft and small hands at his face, he felt like an old man who had lived his life to the fullest. He could just die at this moment and he would have no regrets.

No, wait! He would. He still had a future with her, so he absolutely cannot die now!

The girl did not know what he was thinking. She just continued to rub his face with her hands until there was no blood left on it.

Of course, the hand she used to wipe away the blood from his face had been wiped again underneath Kevin's blazer, and he never noticed at all.

Even if he noticed, he would happily see it as a gesture of love and affection. He would never get angry, because her touch, for him, was sweeter than honey and more precious than gold.

As a matter of fact, he would even go all the way to keep his blazer as a memento and souvenir in remembrance of this day.

Saying something like that was no exaggeration, because, three years later, the girl never knew that the entire uniform he wore the first time he met her was now kept in a fancy expensive wooden box underneath his bed.

However, if someone other than the girl had touched him, even just a little, Kevin would burst out with anger over the left over finger print and dirt that person had left him.

But of course, he would never reveal that and, instead, would reveal a deadly handsome smile. Afterwards, he would immediately head to the restroom and wash the dirt off. Being a perfect gentleman was tiring, indeed. But, for him, it was worth it.

Useless arguments bore neither a fruit nor any benefit.

This showed yet another similarity between the brothers. Kevin was certainly the clean type who absolutely hated any kind of mess or even a speck of dirt, just like Kyle.

After the girl had finished cleaning his face, Kevin strengthened his resolution and vowed to possess the girl beside him!

Failure was absolutely not an option!