・❥・ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴏꜰ ʙʟᴜꜱʜ ʙᴏʏ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ. Happily married and eagerly awaiting San's return from his mandatory military service, Wooyoung busies himself building their home and nurturing their dreams. Just as everything seems to be going perfectly, unexpec...
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»--ᴄʜᴏɪ ꜱᴀɴ --«
As we made our way through the beach, I held Wooyoung's hand, steadying him as he stumbled slightly, a result of the many drinks he had at the little open bar. His laughter, soft and carefree, filled the night air, a joyous sound that echoed against the backdrop of the rhythmic waves. He clutched a bottle of soju in his hand, and I raised my eyebrows, attempting to grab it from him.
But Wooyoung, with his quick reflexes, dodged my attempt, trying to run off while simultaneously opening the bottle. His hair danced with the wind, framing his face in a way that made him look almost ethereal under the moonlight. I paused for a moment, utterly captivated and completely in love with him, my heart swelling with affection.
"Wooyoung, come on, give me that," I called out, laughing as I chased after him, my feet sinking into the cool sand with each step.
He glanced back at me, a playful grin lighting up his face. "Catch me if you can, Sannie!" he teased, his voice lilting with the exhilaration of the moment.
Despite his playful attempts to evade me, his steps were unsteady, and it didn't take long for me to catch up to him. I wrapped my arms around his waist from behind, lifting him slightly off the ground. He squealed with delight, his laughter mingling with the sound of the waves.
"Got you," I murmured, my breath warm against his ear.
"You always do," Wooyoung replied, his voice soft and filled with affection. He turned within my arms to face me, his expression tender. In the moonlight, his features were softly illuminated, highlighting the genuine happiness that radiated from him.
We stood there for a moment, the sound of the waves mixing with the distant laughter and music from the beach bars. Wooyoung lifted the soju bottle, offering it to me with a cheeky grin. "Want a sip?" he asked, his tone suggesting it was more of a peace offering than a question.
I took the bottle, taking a small swig before handing it back to him. "Let's take it easy with this, okay?" I suggested, more amused than anything. He nodded, his compliance easy and agreeable as he took a smaller sip himself.
As Wooyoung hummed a tune, his steps became lighter, almost as if he were floating rather than walking beside me. The joy in his movements was palpable, and it drew a smile from me without effort. Holding my hand, he stepped forward, embracing the night's rhythm like a dancer taking the stage. His eyes closed, his face tilted upwards to welcome the gentle caress of the ocean breeze that brushed against his skin, tousling his hair.
In a spontaneous moment, I decided to add a little flourish to our evening stroll. With a gentle tug on his hand, I led him into a soft twirl. Wooyoung's reaction was instant and delightful; his smile widened as he spun, his laughter mixing with the sound of the waves. When he steadied, his eyes fluttered open, sparkling with a mischievous light that only deepened my affection for him.
