𝘒𝘌𝘌𝘗 𝘐𝘛 𝘚𝘌𝘊𝘙𝘌𝘛 ®™ | lee heeseung

Chapter 19: summer memories

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He glared up in the air, focusing on the red-orange sun, which was pretty much directly ahead of us.

Since my body already felt heated up a few minutes long, I started taking off my thick jacket, throwing it somewhere behind us.

He did the same after a short time, which made me spot a dark symbol on his left forearm the very first time.

"You have a tattoo!?". Surprised, I pointed to the spot on my own arm and eyed him in shock. Like it's not that surprising, since he is a fully grown man, but I never noticed it until now.

He nodded and turned his arm, to show me the small two numbers.

"01?"

"It's just my birth year.", he explained. "Not that deep.".

"I may have thought it was about you being good at everything. Like number 1," I explained with a laugh.

"Ah, no.". He shook his head. "It's really just my birth year. But I count it as my lucky number as well.".

I remembered his jersey during the last football match. "You are number 1 as well. Like, on your jersey.". I said absentmindedly.

"You know that?". He asked me in amazement and looked down at me.

I hummed softly. "It's a strong number. Strong-willed, power, courage, personal responsibility. It represents the beginning. A new beginning.".

"How do you know that?".

"Oh, I once read a book about numerology and stuff like that. I just picked up a few things.".

"That's pretty cool. I like spiritual stuff.".

For the next few minutes, we ate our pizza in relative silence. The sun gradually started to disappear behind the ice-arena, coloring the sky a beautiful orange.

Many people gradually left the arena and drove away in their cars. From up here, one had a wonderful view over the whole area. To the right of you were the houses, while just in front of you was the glittering sea.

I looked over at Heeseung, who had his eyes on the sea and was watching the people walking along. I quickly seized the moment and pulled my cell phone out of my jacket pocket behind me.

I leaned back a little to find a good angle for a photo. "Don't move, okay.", I said to him and shot a photo with my phone camera.

"Let me see.". Curious, he stretched back a bit to see the screen. Satisfied, I sat back down and showed him the picture. "It's beautiful. You look great.". A satisfied grin settled on his face.

"It's okay." he replied, only semi convinced of my photographic skills. "This one is much better.". Out of nowhere, he swiped right a few times on my display, skipping over all the bra pictures I'd taken in the dressing room, which almost caused me a heart attack, until he arrived at my saved photo of him.

He laughed when he noticed my overwhelmed and surprised face. The "How's jacuzzi doing?" writing in the middle of the picture caught my eye.

"Yahh, stop teasing me. This is so embarrassing.", I whined and quickly turned off my screen.

"Embarrassing? You're the one who screenshotted a shirtless picture of me!" he complained indignantly.

"Then stop sending me pictures like that...".

"I...what? You're going to delete that, right?" he laughed.

"Later. When I get home. Maybe.". I grinned sneakily, which he didn't let slide. He immediately tried to grab my phone, which I held tightly against my body. "Give me your phone!", laughing, he blocked my way in almost all directions, which is why I was fidgeting on the spot, seeking help, and almost lost my balance.