It was the beginning of July. Weekend. It was torrid. On such a hot day, we preferred to stay at home. I, like him, resisted such weather. Time flew by carefree. We played cards at the table, ate berries and drank soda. Then they moved to Yeonjun's bed. Silence reigned in the air for a while, after which he quietly removed the receiver from under the mattress and turned on his music. Guitar chords were heard.
Check, check
Before the verse began, Yeonjun got out of bed and placed the receiver on the table, then glanced at me.
I feel bad when you just look at me
So please, don't you see
I can't be alone
He danced a lively tango in front of me. I couldn't take my eyes off the smooth movements. His face remained relaxed and his eyes were closed.
No, I feel bad, when you don't look at me
So please, don't you see
I don't want to be alone
Suddenly, his hand reached out to me and forced me to stand up. At first I was shy to dance, but June did not let go of my palms, then we began to fool around together. The floorboards creaked in the room, but we didn't care about them.
Be alone
Be alone*
On this hot day, when people were roasting in the sun, we had fun in our house. We don't care about them, just like they don't care about us. Yeonjun and I had a separate world from everyone else.
He went to work, and I sat at home and got bored, painting flowers. Every day we took some pictures with our old and cute Nikon camera, sometimes we shot a video. And again, photo, photo, photo... So our July flew by.
Cool August came to us with talkative nights. I have permanently moved from a folding bed. It happened that our conversations dragged on so strongly that we lost track of time and the dawn came. Another August habit is to meet sunrises.
Today was a sunny day, my favorite, when neither hot nor cold. We finished gardening and sat down on the porch.
"I'll go get a hat, otherwise the sun will bake our heads."
"Yeah."
Yes, Yeonjun, go get a headdress, but you've already done your job. I have long baked my head even without the sun above it.
In addition to caps, he took ice cream with him. We looked at the clear horizon, dangled our legs like children, and rejoiced at the cherry sweetness. The chirping of birds added to our cozy pastime. Yeonjun spoke first.
"I have one dream... It seems that it has already come true."
"And what is your dream?"
"I want to die... in your arms!" he exclaimed suddenly.
"Well, you are a romantic..." I burst out laughing.
When we stopped laughing, he said in all seriousness:
"I feel like I'm already in heaven."
"As long as we are together, our paradise is endless."
"How exactly did you notice!" the brown-eyed buddy looked at me in amazement and beamed with a smile.
"What is our plan for autumn?"
"M-m," he licked his spoon and replied, "I will have a vacation. We need to go somewhere to the seas, and we also wanted to go fishing, remember?"
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In the midst of the lupins
FanfictionBeomgyu loses the meaning of life but eventually finds it in Garden, in a field of lupins and a strange guy. The most beautiful cover @Lelelele__lezaa ♡ This is my story translated into English by a translator and me.