Tao Kacha novel If you can't accept it, don't read!!!

The location

Notre Dame Cathedral

Palace of Versailles

eiffel tower

bridge

Pont Marie

Crossing the Seine

x---x---x-Once in Paris-x---x---x

Cast: Tao x Kacha

Author: Acinar&Poxy

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I'm standing here In front of Notre Dame Cathedral in the city known as the romantic paradise 'Paris', in front of me was a tall old architecture that reminded me of a castle from a movie with a flying dragon. From the majestic gate and entrance hall to the two sky-high towers that are meticulously constructed, it gives a feeling of grandeur and luxury that makes you want to pick up your camera and take a picture.

The beauty of the cathedral seen through the lens brings a smile to your face. I moved the camera to find the angle that I thought was the most beautiful, but the image of someone in the foreground made me stop and stare without realizing it.

A slender figure in jeans, a white shirt with white sleeves, and a scarf stood there with a camera in hand, looking no different from the other tourists. From the side, his smooth white face and clear eyes staring intently behind the lens mesmerized me as my hand lowered the camera in my hand.

Some words of beauty and satisfaction popped up in my brain and I couldn't stop the thought, just like the things in my chest were pounding and pounding to the point of surprise. The person in front of me was an Asian kid who was probably about my age or younger. Short black hair framing a pretty face with a tight nose and naturally puffy red lips made me a little confused about her gender.

If it were a boy, it would probably be a small man with a pitifully sweet face, but if it was a girl, it would probably be the cutest looking tom I've ever seen.

Subconsciously, I was standing there smiling like a crazy person. The camera lowered and raised to capture the image in front of what was no longer a sacred architecture, but someone I still didn't know.

...Snap, snap, snap, snap...

It was then that the tomboy turned around. I lowered the camera and our eyes locked among the various people passing by. It was as if I was held in place by some invisible magic. At that moment, the noise from around him was as if it had been completely swallowed up. The hands of the watch on the dial seemed to stop moving.

A pair of beautiful eyes stared blankly, as if expressionless, but looked as beautiful as an expensive painting. In a city filled with magic and a romantic atmosphere

....I think I'm falling in love...

As the clock started ticking again, the little person turned away and disappeared into the multi-national, multi-lingual crowd that brought me back to reality. I laughed at my own delusion as I looked down at the pictures I had gathered. My finger pressed the button to scroll through the photos of the person who still made my heart flutter before I found out that I had only taken five or six pictures of her.

When scrolling to another image of a tall temple with no one standing in front of it, it makes one feel hollow in the chest. I pressed the picture back and forth like that and had to sigh.

....Why do I feel lonely?

'I'll meet you at the Champs-Élysées at about 11:30. Come take the metro line.’ That was a message from the person I took the plane from Thailand to see. I lifted my watch and saw that there was still about an hour left, but I decided that I would rather take a walk around that street first. I looked up at the beautiful architecture for the last time with a strange feeling rising in my heart. In that moment I knew that things were going to be different.

I walked down the stairs that led to the platform of Metro subway number one. The train stations in Paris are old, but their condition is not as pleasant as on land. But on the other hand, it gives a magical and rawness in another way that may become charming in another way. Some lights from the ceiling flickered on and off. The wall posts were graffitied and spray-painted until they looked messy.

Some tiles on the floor were broken and had cracks. I walked down the last flight of stairs and turned the corner onto the platform where the train was parked. As he was about to step in, the sound of cheering at the other end of the train and the sight in front of him made him stop.

A small man with a sweet face was being grabbed by the collar of his shirt by a dark-skinned foreigner until he almost floated. The furrowed eyebrows and the cruel look in the tomboy's eyes indicate that he doesn't let anyone take issue with him either. Listening to the sound of a quarrel, it was as if the little one walked up and bumped into Big's big brother, or Big's big brother backed up and bumped into this little one and was looking for something to argue about.

“F_CK YOU!!!”

This was the loud shout of a beautiful child that made me clench my temples. The station master's announcement that the train was about to depart made me decide at the last moment. As the giant's fist raised, I rushed forward and snatched the little man's arm, pulling him into the train together as the door closed behind him.

“Who the hell are you! F_ck off!!!”

In the train carriages where there are quite a few people The figure sitting on top of me immediately sounded into my ears. Just now, when I jumped into the train, I lost control and fell to the ground, followed by another person. Before I could even open my eyes, the person above hit me nonstop until I almost choked.

“Hey! Wait”

I screamed as I tried to grab the arms of the mischievous boy, who I was certain was male, to stop attacking me. Damn, a little guy like this is not only brutal, but also crazy heavy-handed.

“Get your hand out of me, you’re a jerk!!”

“Hey, please clam down. Ok? You were in trouble right, I just wanna help.”

In the end, before we could talk about it, it almost made me feel uncomfortable. The little one stopped breathing, his lips red, while his beautiful eyes continued to stare at me as if they could not stop eating my flesh and blood. I breathed a sigh of relief because at least he seemed to have calmed down.

“Let me go”

That gruff sound made me realize that I was still holding his wrist.

“Ok, sorry. I really just wanna help”

Smiling dryly, the little man still looked wide-eyed as he stood up. I also got up and brushed off the dust that probably stuck to my back and butt. Honestly, the train floor here isn't that impressive at all.

"...Suea K..." The sound of the small figure muttering in his throat made me turn around. Damn it, Thai people are the same!!!

"Wow, it really doesn't make any merit. We truly hope for the best." When I teased him, the other person turned around and made his eyes grow as big as goose eggs until I had to laugh. It's really cute. People with puffy cheeks and narrow eyes are shocked and can make their eyes grow so big.

“Thai woman,” look at him talking to me. It's impulsive. What kind of child is this? But from the look on his face, the other person must have stopped being angry and afraid of me. Looking at his messy eyebrows, he probably was more confused.

“I'm sorry I was so busy just now. Is something wrong with the camera?” I asked because I saw him bending down to check his camera. Hopefully it didn't hit the ground and hit the pole when we were tumbling just now.

“It should be fine.”

“So, where are you hurt?” The little man didn't answer, but shrugged at me.

“I apologize just now. I thought you were a criminal.” These words made me smile. The other person's face looked a little nervous. Actually, it's really cute too. I thought it was just hilarious. I'm sorry.

“Does my face look like that of a thief?”

"Who sent it to come like that? I'm shocked."

“Heh heh, this guy is taking matters into his own hands. I'm traveling alone..." I looked at the person who was walking and leaning against the wall on the opposite side of the place before following him and clinging to the nearby trapeze rail. At that time, the car door opened and a number of people poured in, adding to the congestion of the carriage, causing Tao to move a little closer to the little person.

"I'm not here to study. I'm traveling alone." The question I received made me stop a bit. I had to answer that I came to see my boyfriend. That was part of my thinking at the time.

“Well, um... something like that. Come visit. What do you study? Do you often have problems with them? It's good to take care of yourself.” Finally, it came out in Iran this time. Hell, I don't need to go into detail with people I just met, right?

“It's just the first time. I came to study photography. Mom sent it to me for the summer.” This means that I normally study in Thailand, which is good.

“So where is this going?” I asked.

"Just keep looking for a corner to take pictures..."

“Well, nothing special. Can I ask Tao to go with me...uh..." I stopped for a moment. Waiting for another person to finish it.

"...Kacha..." I smiled at the soft voice that came from the other person's mouth. My name is Kacha...why do I feel special about this name? No, why do I feel so special with this person?

I don't know what to do with my uncontrollable thoughts and actions. The train doors were opening at the station where I was supposed to get off at the Champs-Élysées, but my legs were still stiff and I couldn't move even a single cent. The sound of people leaving along with a new group of people entering caused me to move closer to the people in front of me.

My hand moved from the handle and stood on the wall, straddling another person's body because at this time the train carriage was turning into a can of fish. The train moved away again and we were so close that I could smell a faint scent that I wasn't sure whether it was from his soft hair or his scarf. Our faces were only inches apart.

So close that I could see the long eyelashes of the person who turned his head silently, looking out the window at only the darkness of the underground walls. I don't know if I'm imagining it or not, but the delicate cheeks seen up close are now tinting with a faint pink color that's becoming more intense than before.

...At that time, I wanted to know if I was the only person whose heart was beating alone...

That day we stopped to take photos at the Palace of Versailles. Even though there were many people inside, the beauty I saw with the people walking next to me made me so happy that I felt as if there were just him and me. Kacha stopped to take pictures of the arched door and the ceiling decorated with images of angels. As for me, I secretly took a photo of him again.

No matter how impressive the ceiling art or chandelier is. But it didn't catch my eye as much as this person's cute, smooth face, as if he was thinking all the time.

Then we went to the popular Eiffel Tower viewing point that is said to be a must see. Kachai pointed his camera at the behind-the-scenes view of the city's iconic structure ranked among the world's wonders. I picked up the camera and took some photos, letting the other person indulge in his photography. Until the other person was satisfied, I pulled his arm and told him to sit on the railing so I could take a picture for him.

“I don't want to take a photo,” he said, seeming embarrassed when I set up the camera to take a photo of him.

“Let's keep it as a memory.” When I pressed the shutter, he still didn't think to smile at me. But the nervous face, like a person who doesn't know how to smile, is strangely adorable. But another idea that arose at that time was

...How can I get a smile from Kacha...

“What are you going to do?” Kacha asked as I jumped up and sat on the railing next to him. I turned around and raised my eyebrows with a smile that only people would call a girl-killer smile. But it seems like it doesn't work very well with Tom. Because the other person looked bored and was about to jump down and run away from me.

“Wait, let's take a picture together first.” I grabbed his arm and made a face. Everyone with a face like this would tell me that hundreds of girls must have their hearts melting at my feet. I didn't know if the other person would melt or not, but Kacha agreed to sit still and let me move closer. The arm with the camera is fully extended. When I press the shutter The mischievous one stuck out his tongue until I had to laugh.

...Snap...

“Why did Kacha come to study photography?” I asked him as we walked leisurely on a small road next to the Seine River. A place that wasn't as crowded as the tourist areas they visited throughout the day. We spent time together until almost evening. The sun was setting low as the sky slowly turned a shade of purple-orange.

“Because I'm so bad at studying that I don't know what to do with my life. I'm just searching for myself,” he replied as he looked at the orange leaves fluttering on the trees in the gentle breeze. The air was starting to get cold, making his figure move a scarf, two arms wrapped around his body, his shoulders wrapped around him, making this person look even smaller.

“So what do you like to do?”

“Take pictures, play music, draw pictures, and...sing...maybe.” Kacha made a thoughtful face. Seeing the furrowed eyebrows at the base of his nose made him want to rub his fingers to loosen them up a bit.

“As for Tao, I want to be an economist,” I said, causing the cute face to turn and look at me. I guess I'm amazed at my clear plans for the future.

“Why?”

"Because I'm studying." I raised my eyebrows at the other person before being slapped on the head by a slender hand and the other person shook his head.

“Hey, did you hit me on the head? I'm about to be twenty already." Damn it. I saw someone who was supposed to be younger and slap me like this. The closer you look, the tomboys are clearly just high school students.

“I'm turning twenty too, little one,” the other person said with a smile at the corner of his mouth that was both irritating and cute, so much so that I couldn't stand it. When I realized it again, I grabbed the other man's neck and rubbed his head to make it disappear. This time, the one in distress was the little one who tried to wriggle out of my arms. But there's no way I'm going to let it go that easily. What kind of person smells good all over? It smells so good that I want to take advantage of the commotion to sniff it on the cheek.

After successfully breaking up the argument, I invited Kacha to go on a boat trip. At first he refused, saying he wanted to go back to the dorm. But the more I listened to that, the more stubborn I became for the other person to stay with me a little longer. Damn it, he made me feel a hole in the middle of my chest again.

In the end, we sat on a chartered passenger boat. The small boat sailed slowly as Kacha turned to look at the same road we had walked on. He probably looked at the trees, the leaves, the orange lights from the tall poles. Couple walking hand in hand Or an uncle on a bicycle But I...just stealing a glance at his face, I don't have time to look at anything else.

I like his black hair that smells faintly of shampoo. I like the beautiful, slender eyebrows that go with the round eyes. Even though they aren't very big, the eyes are as bright as the light of the stars. I like the thick eyelashes that flutter when another person blinks, closing and opening their eyes. I like the high and stubborn nose that shows how stubborn the owner is. I like the pale tint on my cheeks of the capillaries under the skin, which look better than the skin covered by those cosmetics.

...I like the plump red lips of the person in front of me, which looks so soft that it invites some non-sense thoughts...

The sound of live music from the string instruments of a group of street musicians can be heard from the side of the road. The buildings on both sides of the road began to light up as the sky above turned a dark gray as the sun set on the horizon. That time when my hand unconsciously touched another person's. Unable to stop myself, I slowly tightened my grip on the other hand that hadn't moved away.

He was acting like he didn't know. Kacha didn't turn around, but I saw the color of his cheeks darken, unlike his ears. We held hands like that while listening to the sound of a love song slowly disappearing into the wind.

"Kacha..." I called out to him as my heart was beating so fast it almost fell out. I know that in the next few minutes our time is running out just like the sun has to set at the end of the day.

A few seconds later, a beautiful face finally turned to look at me. The boat was cruising slowly, and in front of us was the approaching curve of a narrow tunnel under a bridge over the River Seine. In the dim glow of the orange light, I was mesmerized by a pair of beautiful eyes that seemed to entice me to move towards my face.

In a time that is as beautiful as magic The moment the light above was obscured by the shadows of the tunnel... my heart pounded as if it would leap out of my chest...

...I kissed him...

Several seconds passed as his round eyes stared at my face like that. The still face of the person with red cheeks reaching down to the ears caused me to smile widely. Judging from the other person's expression, I probably wouldn't get punched like I feared.

“Do you know anything about this bridge?” Kacha asked simply as I wrinkled my eyebrows in confusion and hurriedly turned to look for the sign of the bridge I had just passed.

...Pont Marie...

“...I don't know,” I answered while repeating the name of the bridge in my mind. At that time, another person burst out laughing with a sweet smile that made my heart flutter. Kacha turned his face away and smiled and laughed like that until I was both confused and my heart fluttered with the cuteness in front of me to the point where I couldn't act right.

“Why? Please tell me.”

“No, just thought you might be sad.” Kacha propped his arms up at his side as he turned to me, a slight smile still adorning his cute face.

"at..."

“For doing it the way I did it just now,” another person's answer made me smile. One hand rose to cup the soft cheek as he gently rubbed his thumb down. At the same time Kacha slightly tilted his head to respond to my touch. Amidst the gentle breeze and the sound of music from the shore that rose again and again. We looked at each other like that until finally, a passenger ship pulled into the harbor, signaling that my time was running out.

“I'm not sorry...” I whispered as our smiles slowly faded from our faces. At that time, Kacha slowly withdrew his hand and my palm became empty...

...It's so empty that it makes my heart flutter.

He only let me drop him off at the station. I watched Kacha walk into the train with the door closing. I raised my hand in goodbye, unlike him who gave me a small smile. The train slowly moved away as our eyes never left each other. A certain feeling overflowed in my heart when Kacha's image disappeared, leaving behind only a sad smile that made my tears fall without realizing it.

...my love Just begun...

...or has it already ended?

Staying in Paris for a few more days, I traveled back to Thailand. With the girl I went to see, we broke up not long after that. I knew from the moment I met him in front of Notre Dame that my world would never be the same again. My heart was stolen from that moment. Even though the days have passed, my aching chest remains empty as the memories of that day remain deep and clear in every emotion.

The gentle scent of memories reminiscent of events on the train that made you feel close. The touch of hands in the first second amidst the lights of the beautiful buildings lining both sides of the river. The sweet, soft taste of the lips and the kiss that makes your heart flutter more than ever before.

I thought of Kacha's words that I might regret doing that. Maybe it's true what he said. As the days go by, sometimes there's a heavy ache in my chest that won't go away, making me want to go back in time...

...If that day we didn't kiss If we hadn't met...

...Will I have to suffer like this today?

...want to meet you

I don't know if she thinks the same or not.

A world without the two of us

So empty, I just realized

I want it to be the same.

I still miss you always, that will never change.

The day you disappeared

I just realized that

That I love you so much...

At that time I was standing and smiling with the photograph in my hand. A picture of me and him side by side in front of the Eiffel Tower. The person in the picture is sticking out their tongue at me right now...

...Where is he?

“Tao, have you taken a photo yet?” I was looking at a picture of someone through the camera lens in a familiar atmosphere, like the image was being replayed until it made me smile in a good mood. The little person in my frame at this time didn't look much different from the time we had met. Aside from the short hair that makes the monkey look cute in another way, it's probably his irritability that has increased to such a level that it gives me a headache every day.

“Tao, have you pressed the shutter yet?”

“Wait, it's hard to die. You're standing right there.” When I was rushed by this angry person, I had to quickly make an excuse like that. Who would say in front of fans that I had forgotten where the shutter button was while looking at this cute guy?

“Let me look at the frame first.” Kacha walked back and forth but I pointed him back to his original position.

"You don't have to stand there." He pretended to sound fierce like that. The girls like me to play the mafia role for Kacha. I don't know if I make a strong voice just to relieve my embarrassment when I'm being watched. Kacha, too, I know that he likes to argue with me because we don't behave properly when we're being watched by dozens of camera lenses. Even if there are only two or three today.

“You don't let me look at the frame, so how do I know where to stand?” Du complained like a bee-eating bear. I complained but agreed to walk and stand as a good model for me. Are you cute, my dear friend?

After stopping to take photos, we went for a walk on the Champs-Élysées. This time, the ladies seemed quite excited by the luxurious shops in the famous fashion district. Both clothing stores and brand name bags Coffee shop, upscale French restaurant Showrooms of expensive car brands as well as famous theaters line the streets as far as the eye can see. When others stopped to look at the display in front of the shoe store, I secretly pulled Kacha into a corner of a nearby building.

“What are you doing to me?”

“No, I just suddenly wanted to tell you... Agreed about that day Tao doesn't regret it."

“What day is it about?”

“It's about the matter under the bridge...” I looked at the person who had a messy face and bowed eyebrows. The hand at his side grabbed the other's hand and held it loosely. I know Kacha knows exactly what I mean. He refused to sit next to me when we rode the boat across that bridge again. It was funny. Did he think I'd dare to steal a kiss from him when there were nearly ten of us?

“The meaning of that kiss under the bridge... Is eternal love right?” In the dim light of a narrow niche where light can't penetrate I saw my troublemaker's face turn red. I leaned forward until our foreheads lightly touched. Before I couldn't resist, I planted a kiss on the soft, supple lips that felt so good every time I held them.

No matter how many years have passed, my heart still beats fast for this person every time we get close and exchange our breaths. I kissed the sweet flesh as he moaned in protest and gripped my shirt tightly. I kept pushing and changing angles while grinding against the softness with the force of my emotions until it almost deformed. Every time Kacha's still awkward kiss makes my heart jump with excitement.

The feeling of wanting to eat another person whole made me accidentally bite down on the lower lip that was starting to swell and suck on it until the naughty one had to open his mouth to allow my tongue to penetrate. But the next second, when the mischievous one realized that he had accidentally allowed me to invade beyond his limits, his little hand hurriedly protested, pounding my chest hard. He doesn't like me kissing passionately when we're out.

And that made me regretfully let go of the kiss.

“Dammit, if anyone sees this,” when he raised the back of his hand to wipe his mouth after being kissed by me. Really cute. So cute that I want to kiss her one more time. Haha.

“He doesn't know. If you don't blush," I teased as I ruffled the little guy's hair with the oily fangs. When he secretly kissed the puffy cheek of the irritated person one more time before pushing him away. As I walked out, I saw other people rushing in and said, 'I'm right here. Where have you been?'

...I'm in a very good mood too...

We still walked around and stopped at this shop on that road for a while. I saw that the fan club was busy with two sets of electronic equipment, so I stopped by to bother them as usual.

“What are you doing? Too much equipment.”

"I thought I'd take a clip while walking around and send it to people who didn't come."

“Alright, let's get it.” After messing around with the mega jet in his hand for a bit more, I saw him holding a camera and taking pictures at me walking in front. As for the tea? He was walking with P'Pom ahead of him.

“Taking a video,” he said, so I turned around and pointed the camera at Kacha, who was walking in front of me. I picked up my pace until I almost caught up. As if Kacha knew, he glanced at me while I thought of having fun and jumped on the little guy's back. As I walked down the path, I was laughing and laughing in my heart.

...Wait and see, you might have to get it back...

...No need to investigate!...

It didn't take long before the troublemaker walked up and planted himself on my ass with all his strength. I swear that if there weren't any fans walking behind me as witnesses right now, I would probably jump and grab that cute guy by the neck to make him lose his fangs and then wrestle and kiss him in the middle of the street.

In a city filled with magic and the scent of love Once upon a time in Paris was the beginning of the feelings that are soaring and overflowing in my heart right now, liking and wanting to be together forever. That feeling didn't decrease from the first moment we met. Since then, their relationship never had a name from the beginning.

Until they met again like a miracle as dreamers. And now that it's been three or four years, I'm fine with it continuing to not have a name like this.

...I'm just sure that...

...From now on, I will have him beside me, not far away...

...because I will never Let him go a second time...

On the long road that was crowded with people, when the others walked ahead of the two of us again. I felt the slender fingers of the person beside me reaching out and intertwining my fingers.

...My little brat is cute, right?

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THE END

It's finished!! Write one full day I didn't think it would be this long. I planned on ten pages, but I got seventeen pages. I have uploaded it according to the requests of all dear readers. Hopefully you will receive more or less enjoyment and satisfaction. Whoever quests NC comes, wait inside.

Caught up in YOU

That's it for the next time.. This one is clear and the world is beautiful first. Today, someone sent me a link to a short Taoist song for you to listen to. Well, after listening to it, it fits the plot of this story that I had in mind last night. So I grabbed it and put it in. Haha. Please turn on the song and listen to it for your convenience. :) Trying to find a picture of Kacha in front of the North Temple to accompany the picture.

I really couldn't find it. I only found Tao. Haha. Thank you for the picture from @

TKinParis

Very beautiful, truly incomparable.

P.S. The legend of the kiss under the bridge.

Pont marie

The River Seine really exists. They called this bridge '

Bridge of Lovers’

I believe that if a couple kisses under this bridge and prays for eternal love, that wish will come true, hehe.

P.S. again. How do you write incorrectly? I'm sorry, my hands are crooked.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NqgPaqpMs4c&feature=youtu.be

A world that isn't worth living in - sung by the hero of the fic. It's newly released, right? Just put it in the fic.