Things, She Did for Him

The Chinese woman gestured at the number on the till and Gisele paid quickly with the money already on her hand before grabbing the two light plastic bags.

The middle-aged woman, next in line at the mart cashier, looked at Gisele's figure as she walked away. Watching pointedly as the young foreigner went with a spring to her steps; the middle-age woman shook her head and clucked her tongue. "These people they like their junk and still skinny," she said in her native tongue.

The cashier didn't bother to look. She already knew what the envious-sounding woman meant. Also she didn't see the need to mention that the foreigner just bought those junk foods for her Chinese boyfriend.

—o0o—

Gisele was training. Kicking high on the air when someone—Han—from behind, wrapped his arms around her. She pretended to lose her balance and Han fell with her imprisoned in his arms down to the public gym floor.

The other people, Chinese, who were minding their own business looked up towards the direction of the commotion—and then the murmuring started, of how the strong Chinese man was able to take on the tough foreign woman. Only him was able to do this when a lot had already tried kicking the woman in the balls as like how the English would say it and failed.

Needless to say Han earned more respect in the gym. He got a hot girlfriend and the men gave him a wide berth as he could kick ass too.

—o0o—

"Stand up," Gisele commanded.

Han squirmed on the bed as he felt her fingers gripping his manhood. "Give it a minute."

Gisele glanced at him before loosening her hold on her prize. "Your dick is small—"

Han suddenly tackled her on the bed before shoving his member into her mouth. "Then be thankful or you'll be gagging, right now."

Gisele accepted her punishment. Her hard work will make things bigger.

—o0o—

"Tokyo," Gisele said but it could be anywhere so long as she's with Han...and that they could drive fast.

—o0o—

Gisele let go of his hands and plunged into her death with guns blazing.

It didn't matter. If she didn't do this they would both be dead anyway.

At least Han gets to survive…no, not at least…Thank God, Han will live.

—o0o—

She was waiting in Tokyo. Didn't they decide on Tokyo?

When Han's car went up in smoke, she neither gasped nor cried out. She patiently waited on the side, on the street until she saw her babe shuffling into his feet and staring wide eyed at her.

She smiled that smile she reserved for him and then she turned around, walking away.

Oh but then Gisele knew he'd follow her. He always did.

—o0o—

~5 30 13AF U~

A/N: Aw I didn't sleep well last night because of this movie…Han's my fave in Fast and the Furious and I knew but still…

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