They were alone at midnight, in the city center square. One person was in her training suit, wearing a super high pair of heels, which could scare people just by watching someone walking on it.

"I told you, don't be scare. I'm here to catch you." The tanned woman spoke, sincerely looking at the bubbly girl, who was trying to conquer her fear. "Just walk, it's your instinct." The woman was Kwon Yuri, the host of the runway show which going to happen right here on the next two days. Everything was ready, except only one special thing, the vedette of the show, Yuri's so called girlfriend. The girl was not ready to walk on high heels again, after her last time on runway, she fell so hard and broke her ankle.

Yuri wanted the girl to walk for the final show, as a vedette, and the girl also promised, but her fear was stopping her from making her promise come true. Seo Juhyun was so scared, the height of standing on a pair of high heels was nothing, but the height when she was stepping on the runway scared her.

"Come on, Hyun. Take my hand." Yuri begged, extended her hand toward the younger one. Yuri worriedly watching Juhyun took a deep breath and slowly stepping toward her, hand extended, trying to catch Yuri's hand as fast as she could.

Juhyun was chasing Yuri, trying to catch the woman's hand. She did want to give up sometimes, but when she saw Yuri with a faint smile and a sweaty face, Juhyun knew that she had to finish this. Juhyun slipped, and she had prepared to land on a hard, cold surface and hurt herself. But all she felt was a sigh and a warm embrace with a warm and soft body, preventing her from hitting the hard ground of the runway.

"Are you okay? Is your ankle hurt? Are you tired?" Juhyun heard questions from Yuri and she looked up to see the worried face of the one who was holding her. She laughed, bitterly, she was dead tired and she knew Yuri was also tired, but the woman was trying to help her, she could not give up. Slightly shook her head, Juhyun wanted to stand up and continue her practice, but Yuri just stopped her and held her against the woman's body.

"I'm tired. Let's go home. I won't force you if you can't, Hyun." Yuri smiled, placed a soft kissed on Juhyun's forehead.

Juhyun sighed, loosened her grip on Yuri's shirt, realizing that how hard she had clawed on Yuri's shirt and arm. Yuri took the pair of high heels off Juhyun's feet, gently massaging the tired and sore feet of the girl and chuckled.

"Hyun, let's go home." Yuri gave Juhyun a pair of flipflop and put it on Juhyun's feet while the girl was still dumbfounded on what was happening with her. The infamous womanizer Kwon Yuri was being so sweet and caring toward her, in a public place during midnight. "Don't just look at me like that. Can you walk?" Yuri pleaded, Juhyun was pulled out of her thought when Yuri's warm hand touched her cold one.

"I can."

With Yuri's help, Juhyun stood up and happily feeling her feet glided normally against the ground, not on a pair of high heels. Juhyun was about to take a hold on the handle of the staircase to step down, but Yuri had caught her hand before she touched the steel bar.

"Becareful, it was not finished, still weak." Juhyun had finally understand why people loved to call Yuri a gentlewoman, by these caring and sweet gesture, Yuri was more than perfect to be called by that.

Juhyun spent the whole time in the car just to watch Yuri focus on the midnight street, she felt something weird inside her started to grow.

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Juhyun did not recognize those caring gesture of Yuri toward her until today, the woman always prepared a bathtub full of warm water after a long and tired day of working, there was also a warm bed and readied clothes after her bath. Just like today, Yuri was massaging her feet and leg, and carefully checked on her once wounded ankle.

"Are you sure it's not hurt?" Yuri furrowed her eyebrows, looking at Juhyun with worried eyes.

"Yuri, are you always treating people this nice?" Slightly touched Yuri's hand, Juhyun asked. She felt Yuri's head lifted up and look at her with a weird expression.

"I don't think there's a second person who could be treated like this." Yuri smiled wickedly, gently placed Juhyun's foot back on the bed "by me", she added.

"I heard them say that you are a womanizer, there must be a lot of people experience this sweetness from you." Juhyun said, feeling herself slipping off her rational state.

"Hmm, I used to be one, but I used to be a jerk, playing with girls's heart. I had never cared for someone, like I do to you." Yuri chuckled, "Maybe I'm not as attractive like I used to, so I have to do this to win your heart." Mocking herself blandly, Yuri stood up, wanted to leave the room again, and let Juhyun have it for her own.

"Stay, Yuri. Stay with me." Juhyun pulled the corner of Yuri's oversized t-shirt, made it slipped off Yuri's right shoulder, exposing one tanned and sexy shoulder of the well-known model. "I have something to ask you." Yuri did not react much, just simply nodded and sat back onto the bed, next to Juhyun's legs.

"How did you feel when you was on the runway?" Juhyun started the topic, she knew that it was almost dawn, but she felt like she was so curious that she could not sleep. The way Yuri performed on every runway made Juhyun attracted.

Juhyun knew that Yuri had put her personality into her walk, but she had never knew how did Yuri felt when the woman was in front hundreds of people, and confidently performed.

"This is a hard question. I must say, euphoria." Yuri chuckled, her face told Juhyun that Yuri had thought of something really nasty and it made Yuri's chuckle sounded like a wicked laughter.

"Why?"

"Imagine you are having sex with the show. If you show that you were there to show yourself, you fucked the show. If you showed that you are scared of it, you got raped by the show. But, if you were there to enjoy, and to feel the moment. You were making love with it, and there you are, euphoria." Yuri explained, Juhyun read the wicked expression on the woman's face as she felt her face reddened. Juhyun had never heard anyone explained something in this sexually visualized way. Unknown to Juhyun, Yuri had sneaked up into her blanket and laid beside her with an arm placed around Juhyun's waist.

"Learn to make love to everything, milady. Don't try to fuck everything, and don't let anything rape you." Juhyun felt Yuri's warm lips touched the corner of her mouth as the woman pulled her down to the soft mattress. "Goodnight, milady."

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