one night, Rene came to y/n house. He often come to her house but never stayed very long. Y/n and Rene have a small chat about her father. She is explaining about her country, her modest family. She pours a tea for him and hands the cup to him. But Rene holds her hand instead of the cup. Which make y/n nervous. Rene has fallen for y/n since he first met her. Y/n pulls away and walks away from him. He follows her. He caresses her shoulder. Her face is against the doorframe. “Please, go please” y/n said shaking. She slowly turned face to him as he keeps caressing her shoulder lightly not wanting her to be uncomfortable

“I never invited a man to my home before. The forwardness of my actions makes my skin burn.” Y/n said quietly and nervous. Rene caresses her cheek and his nose is against her forehead. Cupping her face. He lifts her face and gently brushing his lips against her pining her gently on the doorframe. Her eyes are shut. Her hands are on his wrist. She pulls away. Her lips shaken

“Please, go now. If I go now...” she pleaded again.

If I go now…what assurance will you have that I'll ever return? Rene said with hint of loving and affection