𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐃𝐄; boysnextdoor

like we just met ; riwoo

The warm air of the Thai night was thick with music and laughter, the kind of night where time seemed irrelevant, and the world was nothing more than a blur of neon lights and pulsing beats. Y/N found herself in the middle of it all, a drink in hand, her heart light and carefree. She didn't know whose party it was—honestly, she didn't care. All she wanted was to soak up the night, to live in the moment.

That's when she saw him.

Riwoo was leaning against the makeshift bar, his gaze wandering over the crowd with a lazy, amused expression. He caught her eye, and for a moment, the world around them seemed to slow down. Y/N wasn't sure if it was the alcohol or the sheer magic of the night, but something pulled her towards him.

"You look like you could use a drink," he said, holding up his glass as she approached.

"I already have one," she replied, raising her glass in return, a playful smirk dancing on her lips. "But thanks for the offer."

"Fair enough," he chuckled, setting his drink down. "So, do you know whose party this is?"

"Not a clue," she admitted with a laugh. "I just followed the music."

"Same here," Riwoo nodded. "Guess we're both just tourists crashing someone's night."

"Tourists, huh? Where are you from?" Y/N asked, genuinely curious.

"Korea. You?"

"Same," she replied, her eyes widening in surprise. "Small world."

They fell into an easy conversation, sharing stories of their travels, the places they had been, and the ones they still wanted to see. They laughed about the absurdity of ending up at a random party in Thailand and bonded over their shared love for adventure and spontaneity.

As the night wore on, they moved from the bar to the dance floor, losing themselves in the music. They danced like they had known each other forever, their movements in sync, their laughter blending with the rhythm of the night.

At some point, they found themselves outside, the cool night air a welcome relief from the heat of the party.

"Ever done something like this before?" Riwoo asked, leaning against a lamppost, his eyes twinkling under the soft glow.

"Crashing a stranger's party? Not really," Y/N admitted, a smile tugging at her lips. "But there's a first time for everything."

"That's the spirit," he grinned. "So, what's next on your adventure list?"

"Honestly, I haven't thought that far," she said, looking up at the star-filled sky. "I'm just living in the moment."

"I like that," Riwoo nodded, his gaze following hers. "Sometimes, it's the unplanned moments that turn out to be the best."

They spent the rest of the night wandering the streets of the city, sharing more stories, more laughs, and a mutual understanding that this night was special, even if they didn't quite know why.

The next morning, they met again by the beach, both surprised yet not at all displeased to see each other.

"Fancy meeting you here," Y/N teased as she approached Riwoo, who was sitting on the sand, watching the waves.

"I could say the same," he replied, patting the spot next to him. "Join me?"

They spent the day together, exploring the city, trying out street food, and discovering hidden gems. It felt natural, as if they had known each other for years, not mere hours.

By evening, they found themselves on a boat tour, the setting sun casting a golden glow over the water.

"This is perfect," Y/N sighed, leaning against the railing. "I don't think I've ever felt so... free."

"Me neither," Riwoo agreed, his gaze fixed on the horizon. "It's like the rest of the world doesn't exist."

They fell into a comfortable silence, the sound of the waves and the distant chatter of other tourists filling the air.

"So, how long are you staying here?" Y/N asked, breaking the silence.

"Until the end of the month," he replied. "You?"

"Same. Guess we've got a lot of time to kill," she said with a smile.

"Looks like it," Riwoo grinned. "Want to make the most of it?"

"Absolutely."

Over the next few weeks, they became inseparable. They explored every corner of the city, from bustling markets to serene temples. They hiked through lush jungles, swam in crystal-clear waters, and danced under the stars. Every day was a new adventure, and every moment spent together felt like a gift.

Their conversations flowed effortlessly, filled with laughter, shared dreams, and the occasional deep, meaningful exchange.

"I've always wanted to do something crazy," Y/N confessed one night as they sat on the beach, watching the waves crash against the shore. "Something that scares me."

"Like what?" Riwoo asked, intrigued.

"I don't know... maybe skydiving? Or quitting my job to travel the world," she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"You should do it," he encouraged. "Life's too short to not chase your dreams."

"What about you?" she asked. "Any crazy dreams?"

"Plenty," he admitted. "But I think I'm living one of them right now."

They shared a smile, the weight of his words hanging in the air.

As their time in Thailand drew to a close, they both knew that their summer fling was coming to an end. They didn't talk about it, but the unspoken understanding was there.

On their last night together, they found themselves back at the same beach where they had spent so many memorable moments.

"So, this is it, huh?" Y/N said, her voice tinged with sadness.

"Yeah," Riwoo nodded, his gaze fixed on the horizon. "But it's been one hell of a summer."

"It really has," she agreed, a bittersweet smile on her lips.

They sat in silence, the sound of the waves filling the space between them.

"I'm going to miss this," Y/N admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Me too," Riwoo said, turning to face her. "But we'll always have the memories."

They shared one last, lingering look before leaning in for a gentle, heartfelt kiss. It was a kiss filled with gratitude, with the acknowledgment of something beautiful that had to come to an end.

As they pulled away, they both knew that their paths were about to diverge, but the memories of their summer fling would stay with them forever.

"Goodbye, Riwoo," Y/N whispered, her heart aching yet full.

"Goodbye, Y/N," he replied, his eyes reflecting the same mix of emotions.

And with that, they parted ways, knowing that they had shared something special, even if it was just for a fleeting summer.