ANGEL ☾ winwin one shots.

93.2°F. [jaewin]

a/n: inspired by taylor swift's cruel summer + august and a lil bit of enchanted. dw, there's no angst.

happy (belated) jaewin day <3

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sicheng isn't jealous.

he never felt the need to be jealous of anyone. he has everything – money, status, influence. his family is the richest family around. everyone admires him. if anything, people should feel jealous of him.

but for whatever reason his blood is boiling right now at the sight in front of him.

the beach is packed. the sun is merciless, shining so brightly it almost blinds; the wind nowhere to be felt. it must be at least 30 degrees. sicheng sits on his own, away from the others – but he keeps his eyes on a certain person.

jaehyun, the jungs' son, who's playing volleyball. with giggly girls. shirtless. smiling stupidly with his stupid dimples and sweeping his stupid hair back, looking so stupidly charming.

sicheng draws his legs up to his chest. the sunshine pricks his skin like little needles. sweat collects on his back, making his shirt stick like it's been glued. his tanned sweat-damp skin glisten under the sun. sicheng debates if he should go home, but something keeps him frozen in place.

one of the girls cling to jaehyun's arm as he scores his team another mark and sicheng clenches his fists. she says something in jaehyun's ear and he grins, whispering something back.

sicheng takes a long sip of his watermelon juice. this is fine. it's okay. he just needs to calm down—

okay, yeah. maybe he is jealous.

but he has no rights to be. and that makes him feel worse.

" what are you doing here on your own ?"

sicheng looks up. a little smile blooms on his face.

" hey ." he pats the empty seat next to him. " c'mere, sit down ."

juyeon complies. the gap between them is almost invisible. sicheng doesn't mind. they've known each other since diaper days and juyeon's presence has always been a silent comfort to him.

juyeon's wearing a tank top today, revealing his defined biceps. the sun hits them at the right angle; making them look tanned and delicious. sicheng tries not to stare.

" so. what's the prince doing here alone ?"

" can't you see? I'm doing my laundry ."

" funny ." juyeon says and, despite himself, chuckles.

" I'm bored stuck at home. it's summer ."

" yeah, but people usually swim or something. have you ever heard of that? it's a nice activity. refreshing ."

" I have no idea. please enlighten me ."

" well. technically you can do it in any watery area, but since we're at the beach, I'd say the sea will be great ."

" I don't know ," sicheng turns to face juyeon. " I heard the sea is polluted. what if it irritates my skin ?"

" that's a myth. but if you do believe in it, I have another idea ."

" what is it ?"

" the pool at my house ." juyeon says with a slight smile. it's an invitation – a challenge.

sicheng opens his mouth; but before he can reply, a ball lands right on the crown of juyeon's head. everything stops then. sicheng's eyes widen, his mouth agape.