Olympus Garden

@Lee Taemin It's fair to say that Olympus is one of the most beautiful places. Those gardens seemed to have no end, the wind was warm and everything was so quiet. If you close your eyes and have a little of attention, you can clearly hear the birds, the butterflies, the squirrels, is a different world without no doubt. Yura sighed happily, closing her eyes and enjoying the warmth of the sun against her pale skin. She chuckled softly when saw her reflection on the lake, two butterflies were taking a small rest on top of her hair. "Aww, my hair is not a nest." Yura giggled like a small child. She was loved by people on Olympus, she may seem cocky, but she is just confident. After all, her mom is Nike, Goddess of Victory. Suddenly, she heard a small noise, like steps on the grass, and turned her head to the side. That's when she saw Taemin, son of Apollo! Yura blushed slightly and waved. He was there all the time? She remember talking with him when she was a kid, but for some reason she can't talk with him now, without getting nervous. "Nice weather isn't it?." Yura mentally facepalmed herself for such lame question, but she needed to break the silence.

@Yura.
(Sorry it took so long ^^;; it's still lame though OTL)

Taemin's lips parted to utter a tiny sigh as he strolled into the gardens. He didn't know why, but his heart possessed a rather dull ache at that particular moment. He vaguely wondered if it was because he was lonelier than usual these days. Taemin flinched slightly as the wind picked up in strength; flying around him and sobbing in their dismay as they vanished overhead the trees. His hair flew round him wildly, his fringe falling into his eyes. Huffing, he took a seat under the weeping willow, crossing his arms and muttering to himself. "Father, why must I be alone? What did I ever do to anyone?" He grumbled, then bit down on his lower lip. Someone was approaching. He went further under the tree, fearful it was one of the Muses who might start begging him to sing for them. However as the figure passed, he realized that it indeed was a female - but definitely not one of the Muses. It was Yura, daughter of Nike - the one he'd secretly enjoyed watching. He smiled ruefully to himself. He was able to see her, but for some reason he couldn't dare to speak to her. Swallowing the beginnings of a lump in his throat, he sat absolutely still, waiting to see what she would do.

[steals the v-card <3 ]