𝐓𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚 : a Filipino term that means destiny and fate.
A famous ballet dancer, the Prima Ballerina, the graceful dancer, a half-asian dancer, who's adored by many.
Y/n Magindara has dedicated her life to dancing in ballet theaters ever since...
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The sun already rose and Y/n was still wide awake since she woke up four in the morning. It was already 7 in the morning and all she did while laying down on her bed for 2 hours was think about what happened last night. His lips were soft and the way their lips moved in sync gave her butterflies. It wasn't her first but she would consider it as her first since her first kiss was only an act and a part of the ballet show, Romeo and Juliet. But to compare that kiss with Draco's, surely Draco would win, for it was passionate and she felt a spark in it.
Although, now that they have both shared the same feeling and both felt each other's lips, are they already in a relationship? Yes, indeed, they are friends, but what about a romantic relationship? Well, Draco hasn't even asked her yet to become his. He hasn't made any mention of it yet. Thus, she doubts that he doesn't want to be in a relationship, and that terrifies her. It is indeed that she didn't want to be in a relationship in the first place due to her mother — yes, because of her mother — believing that it is just a nuisance, and she, herself, believed that for so many years, and now that they both returned the same feeling, what will happen now?
She got up, pressed her feet on the carpet floor, feeling the tiny bristles of it, and rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand. She did notice that she couldn't hear any cluttering of pans or utensils outside her room. Normally, at this hour, Draco would have been preparing their breakfast. But the house seems to be quiet. Perhaps...maybe he hasn't awakened yet and maybe this was her chance to cook something for him.
Indeed, she has no experience in cooking but she could follow instructions from the cooking book that she bought while they were touring around Verona. She didn't know why she bought it, but she didn't expect it would become handy. So, she hurriedly made her way out of her room, her feet taking her to the kitchen with the cookbook wrapped around her arms and placed it down on the table as she flipped the pages finding the perfect breakfast for them.
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Draco was humming on his way back, holding a bouquet of pink tulips that he found at a flower shop that he happened to pass by during his morning walk. He still remembered when he saw her staring at the tulips that day when they first spent their time at the beach for his book. He knew it was her favourite. He confirmed it when he saw her staring at the tulips again whilst they are at Verona or at any place they went and even at parties they attended.
As he pulled the keys out of his pocket to open the door, he smelled something burning. He figured that she must be trying to cook. So he hurriedly unlocked the door and found her panicking. He quickly made his way to her and placed the bouquet of tulips down on the kitchen island, grabbing a wet cloth from the sink to cover the burning pan.
