tourist trapped ✦ j.sc | ✔

one

You were going to kill Shotaro. As soon as you got down from this Ferris Wheel.

A trip to a pop-up fair on the coast with all your friends had somehow turned into your worst nightmare. The line for the Ferris Wheel was long enough that you'd darted into the restroom while everyone else held your group's place. Upon your return, though, it seemed that everybody had divided themselves into pairs, leaving you with the odd man out: Sungchan. After pleading with every single one of your friends to switch with you, you got six no's in a row. Including, incredibly, Anton and Shotaro. You were going to kill Shotaro in particular, who had pulled you aside and suggested that maybe you and Sungchan could finally get over your long-running disdain for each other, because that confirmed your suspicions of this being intentional.

The Ferris Wheel getting stuck, however, you doubted your friends had anything to do with, unless they had bribed the college kid operating it while neither you nor Sungchan were looking.

So now you were perched at the top of a Ferris Wheel, all of your friends in the carts ahead of you, trying not to look at the boy next to you.

"Hey, Y/N, we want Sungchan to make it down in one piece, okay?" Shotaro called up to you.

"Do we?" Seunghan snickered from two cars in front of you.

"Okay, less than five pieces, how about that?"

"I'm going to kill you guys, you know that, right?" You snapped, leaning forward over the lap bar to try to look any of them in the face.

Your sudden jerking only succeeded in making your cart sway precariously, and you let out a squeal as you scrambled back in your seat to safety.

"You're going to kill us both like that, Y/N," Sungchan scoffed.

You didn't respond, simply crossing your arms over your chest and looking in the opposite direction from him again, out to the ocean. From up here you could smell the salt on the seabreeze, hear the calls of seagulls down on the shoreline, and watch the waves as they rolled in. The rest of your friends had gone back to chatting among themselves, paying you and Sungchan no mind.

Which was when you felt the boy next to you slowly slide closer to you, until your sides were pressed up against each other.

"Beautiful view," Sungchan murmured in your ear.

"What are you doing?" You asked him through gritted teeth, making sure to whisper quiet enough that hopefully nobody else could hear you.

He yawned loudly, stretching out his arms until one was wrapped around your shoulders. "Gosh, just got tired all of a sudden."

"Wonbin and Sohee are right there." You pointed to the two heads right by your feet. If they looked over their shoulders, you were sure they'd be able to at least see Sungchan's change in position.

"And you and I are right here." The cocky smile was audible in his voice. "Come on, you wouldn't rob a guy of the perfect opportunity to kiss his girl at the top of the Ferris Wheel, would you?"

"Maybe I would."

"Funny, what was it you said in the House of Mirrors? 'No, not yet, just a little longer...'" You could feel the curl of his smirk against the shell of your ear as he kept his voice low. He was of course referring to earlier in the day when the two of you got "lost" in the House of Mirrors, letting your friends wander far ahead of you. You had yanked Sungchan into an out-of-the-way dead end, and came back out with sore lips.

"It was dark in there!" You hissed.

"Okay..." He sighed, his fingertips smoothing circles into the skin of your upper arm. "I guess you really do hate me..."

"Sorry, whose genius idea was it to not tell our friends?" You snorted. "You sure you don't hate me and want to hide me?"

"Of course not." He dropped kisses to the crown of your head, then your temple, your cheekbone, your cheek, and finally the corner of your mouth. "Want to keep you all to myself, baby."

You finally turned enough to look over at Sungchan, perfectly aglow in the sun, and your worst fears came true. He just looked too good, you couldn't stop yourself from grabbing his collar and crashing your lips together. He groaned immediately, a sound that you hoped was muffled by your mouth, as he simultaneously pushed you even further into the corner of the Ferris Wheel seat and pulled you closer by the arm he had around you.

Sungchan still tasted like the cotton candy he'd bought earlier, the sugary sweetness permeating the kiss more and more as his tongue sought out yours. You, meanwhile, had faint remnants of popcorn on your lips, turning it salty and sweet. Small whimpers slipped past your open mouth as he nibbled on your bottom lip, and one of your hands tangled in the hair at the back of his head, trying to ground yourself to something as it felt very much like you were going to float away at any moment.

You ignored the distant voices of your friends trying to play 'I Spy' or some word game or other. Using just a second to breathe, you pressed your lips to his again, taking kiss after kiss after kiss while you could.

Suddenly, the Ferris Wheel started again with a jerk, and you bit down on Sungchan's lip in surprise. He cursed under his breath, pulling back and cradling his mouth, and you were left with a faint taste of metal. You pecked his cheek and whispered a final 'sorry' to him before he scooted back to his side. All of the other passengers had erupted into cheers at finally being free.

Back on the ground, your friends were all waiting for you and Sungchan, being the last two to get off. He was still nursing his wounded lip, tongue flicking over the swollen area habitually.

"Damn, Sungchan," Seunghan whistled lowly and grabbed his chin, tilting his head this way and that to get a better look. "Y/N deck you in the mouth or something?"

"Why do you people always act like I'm going to kill him or something?" You huffed. "I'm not homicidal."

"Maybe because you say 'Sungchan, I'm going to kill you' like ten times a day?" Sohee pointed out.

Sungchan knocked the other boy's hand away. "I bit my lip when the ride started again. I'm fine."

"Did you guys hear anything weird, by the way?" Eunseok asked, looking directly at you and Sungchan.

"No." You said at the same time that Sungchan said, "Weird how?"

"We could hear somebody sucking faces like, the whole time. I think it was the couple behind you guys." Eunseok and Seunghan had been in the cart ahead of Wonbin and Sohee.

"Yeah!" Sohee perked up. "I thought I heard something weird!"

"You two really didn't hear anything?" Wonbin raised an eyebrow curiously.

"Yeah, it was like, nasty." Sohee pretended to gag.

Your skin was on fire, and you tried to shrug and play it off as coolly as possible. "I don't know, guys, I was trying to block out the experience, not eavesdrop on whoever may or may not have been making out behind me or whatever."

"Ditto," Sungchan coughed.

"The first time they agree on something," Shotaro grumbled, shaking his head.