IPA: /ɪˈpɪf.ə.ni/, /ɪˈpɪf.ni/, /ɛˈpɪf.ə.ni/
Noun
epiphany (plural epiphanies): An illuminating realization or discovery, often resulting in a personal feeling of elation, awe, or wonder.Water feels freezing cold for the first few seconds. And then your body's peripheral nervous system adjusts body temperature to combat this change in environment.
It's cold.
Wet.
The shirt he wore waves along freely under the body of water. His hair dances and waves in the water. His eyes are open, to see not clear water but the Boa lake. It's dirty murky water.
But something's wrong. Jisung can't hear much. Faint cheers and music. Sound truly travels slower under water. Little bubbles form at the periphery of his face.
Jisung remembers that he can't swim.
And suddenly when it's been several seconds, others above realise too.
"Jisung!"
"Jisung Bro! "
They are not cheering anymore.
The water feels lukewarm now.
That's when hands finally latch onto him desperately and urgently after another splash is heard breach the waters.
Sound still feels slow or is it just Jisung hearing ringing in his ears ?
Eyes shut. Barely coherent. Brain stuck. All Jisung is seeing that lake from home. Its dirt. Its lily's. Its frogs. His father-
Or the man with him.
Watching the lake.
"Wake up!"
"Please Jisung!"
"Wake uuuuuuuuuuuup!"
Air to lungs, lips to lips, wetter than liquid itself, Seungmin performed the Heimlich on the gasping boy. Gasping and spazing like a fish out of its place.
It feels cold again. Air to wet skin, goosebumps rising and sound again.
Sound comes again, because Jisung can hear 'Fuck' and 'what have you done !?'
Little sparks of light enter his eyes again.
It's not that the world is moving in 2x, he must be moving 0.5x.
It's actually a bit funny. And Jisung is turning into a fit of hiccups and giggles.
He can hear Minho's voice in the background.
He's angry sounding.
"Min" It comes out rather soft. Rather weak. Like a syrupy sweet squeak akin to a chipmunk.
"Ji? I'm here."
And just like that Minho's dropped to the concrete. Awfully quick, his hands nestled Jisung's head that was laid on the concrete.
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Trope (Minsung)
FanficMinho came in like a hurricane in a desert. He came for the petty cash, diner money, and maybe some pancakes. Not Han Jisung. Yet, he stole money, jewellery, and Han Jisung-the waiter- too. Now what ? (Will have beginner level written violence and s...