alluring

☆.｡. damhoon

{ '누구 닮아서 이렇게 이뻐' – 'it is so pretty because it looks like someone' ; jihoon on weverse once he saw pictures of cherry blossom }

yedam left with a promise, jihoon waited

a sweet smell wafted around, a few petals whirled in the air, one of them grazing against jihoon's skin. he smiled and sauntered forward.

it was the end of the work time, the boy barely twelve minutes ago has bidden a farewell to haruto, with whom he promised to meet tonight again.

but later tonight, since now, he had someone else occupying his mind.

from a short distance, a familiar, pink view was slowly looming on the horizon. the indistinct chatters, slow or faster steps, birds chirping, leaves, branches rustling. however, the sound that soothed jihoon the most was that of light, tinted petals falling weightlessly on the ground or flying around, amusing themselves, probably laughing within.

the boy found himself hidden among the trees which only at this time during the whole year were enchanted by incantation someone called "colored by lovers' hearts."

he sat down on the white bench, sprinkled with remnants of flowers blooming above, his palm put on the width of his brows, providing a little shadow on his eyes.

everything around was awash with the sun's shafts that day, the boy let the sounds around quiet down, his mind traveling far and wide, to wherever his lover boy was now.

"has it really been a year?"

he asked, doubtful, not being able to fully trust himself since the day his boy decided to take different path. the path that jihoon could not follow, the path that although auspicious, in jihoon's case it took time to notice it.

he held the smaller hand in his, his cheeks stained with tears clinging onto soft skin he loved kissing and admiring every moment possible. but the answer remained the same.

"I want to live my dreams, hyung-ah."

another wail, jihoon choked on his tears. his knees falling onto the ground, hands never letting go of the grip. at this instant, he felt a kiss being given on the crown of his head.

a kiss containing love, devotion, trust, forgiveness and understanding.

"I will be back to you, one day." this time not only jihoon's voice got overwhelmed and snapped in half while talking. "happier."

in this dimly lit room, one of the lamps with a mellow brightness exposed two boys, one kneeling and one bending, both crying. soon it started flickering, as if it tried to fight back the tears as well, lastly being doused by the sorrow the scene has given it.

"I want to have you back." he thought, his hands gently squeezing the hem of his shirt, a sense of touch trying to trick other senses that what he was holding was a palm belonging to the person he once loved.

he leaned his back against the wooden prop, looking up, the sun didn't bother him so much anymore. countless petals of cherry blossom were constantly falling down from above, a few already doted on his head, clothes.

"it is so pretty." was a sentence that appeared to him, another one following right behind. "because it looks like him."

everything was the same. the sweet smell of the petals resembled the fragrance of his skin early in the morning, and late at night. the powder pink his dearest boy's skin owned must have been gained from the petals that landed on him whenever they went outside during this lovable time of the year. the way each and every petal graciously fell down, dancing and leaping in the air before finally landing on jihoon's palm, leaving there a chaste peck. the sound of it resembled his voice, the softness of the flower was comparable to the softness of his pure skin.

jihoon's head hung as tears suddenly escaped from his eyes. has it been a year? two years? maybe only a few months? no matter how much time passed, it still hurt the same. he tightened his palms, knuckles now white, the petals inside struggling to breathe.

"I will always be waiting for you to come back." he murmured. "happier."

his legs stood up, guiding him out of the park. the petals of cherry blossom still whirling, the people were still passing him by, nothing has changed. no one appeared today. just like yesterday. and the day before.

his gaze turned behind, still hoping that the empty bench will get occupied by the boy with white jeans, creamy shirt, with pink necklace and a few pink petals on the top of his curled hair.

suddenly, he bumped into someone else. he felt embarrassed, bowing mindlessly in an apologetic manner.

"stop saying sorry." a mellifluous voice sounded, very close to him. "it has never been your fault."

the voice was one of the petals falling down graciously onto the ground. jihoon raised his head, his eyes widened. everything was the same. the voice, the fragrance, the tint of the skin. he couldn't utter a word, his hand reaching out instead, touching the other's face.

the softness was the same.

the boy's lips trembled, a fan of eyelashes concealing the caramel eyes. he was clad in light colors, his hair had a few blonde strands, but the necklace with a pink rose was familiar.

it was a gift from jihoon to yedam on their first anniversary.

"I am back hyung-ah."

jihoon's body shivered. his lips parted just to let out a faint "are you happier now?"

yedam's gaze ascended, they made eye contact again.

"as I came back to you, yes I am. only with you, I am the happiest."

jihoon had no idea how his cheeks got soaked with tears again, had no idea how his lips broke into a smile, or how yedam soon got engulfed in his tight embrace.

his nostrils were attacked by the sweet smell, his hands indulging in the other's skin, the soft laugh yedam let out made all of his senses enthralled.

"please don't leave me again, please don't leave us again, the boys have missed you so much, and I..."

"shh..." a tender tone of yedam's voice made him steady again. "I will never leave again. I am staying. for you, and for them."

the petals whirled around, the people passed them by, the sounds never ceased. but this time everything has changed.

the colors of the petals seemed more vivacious, as two lovers' hearts enriched them with their abundant love and affection for each other. 

// ✧ //

because I miss yedam, and I miss mashiho, and I miss treasure. we will get them back, I know. stay safe teumes !