↱MARIGOLD↲ ⇾woojoong⇽

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Hongjoong watched from the front doors of the roller rink as their bus stopped, boarded, and drove off just as Wooyoung got back from the bathroom.

"What did I miss?" He appeared with a smile, whipping a few stray drops of water from his washed hands at Yeosang.

"Our fucking ride." Seonghwa answered with a disbelieving laugh, pushing his way through the entrance like he had every intention to run after the damn thing, when in reality they all knew he didn't.

"Oh," Wooyoung blinked, staring down the street just in time to watch the bus turn and disappear behind a row of trees. "Well damn."

If he was anyone else, Hongjoong would have been less forgiving about how long Wooyoung took to use the bathroom.

Anyone else, and Hongjoong would have scolded him for being so careless.

But the thing was that it was Wooyoung, and getting upset was never the default when it came to him.

Laughter always came first, and this time was no different.

It remained even when the roller rink closed and they couldn't go inside for snacks while they waited for the next bus.

The laughter carried on even when it started sprinkling, drizzling, pouring, and they were running through the rain with their clothes already soaked through, their hair wet and frizzy as it dripped into their eyes.

The joy did, however, falter at the first clap of thunder above their heads, a sharp strip of white light bleeding through the edges of clouds.

"Oh shit!" Wooyoung shouted in wonder, smiling up at the sky, completely fearless.

He turned back to look at Hongjoong mid run, grinning ear to ear as he laughed, "did you see that?"

And Hongjoong wished he could have answered that he did, he had, and he understood the look on Wooyoung's face.

The absolute epitome of youth and time and beauty that was leaping from his eyes and pouring from his mouth, but the truth was that he didn't.

He'd been too busy looking at Wooyoung.

"Change of plans," Seonghwa said, turning his head to squint at the other's through rain, words sharp with exertion. "Do you guys mind going to my house? It's closer than Wooyoung's, and my fucking dick is wet."

Yeosang slipped and fell with the force of his laughter, landing in a way that had Hongjoong immediately dropping to his knees just to help him up.

He was worried for maybe a second, hands gripping the back of Yeosang's shirt like he was prepared to carry him the rest of the way, but the boy was practically choking with how hard he was laughing, smiling with full teeth and a scrunched nose, and it wasn't until then that Hongjoong allowed himself to smile as well.

"You okay?"

Yeosang made a happy noise at the back of his throat, doe eyes smiling all on their own as he grabbed Hongjoong's hand and stood up.