L'enfance

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- flashback -

Margot's curls bounced as she ran from him.

16 was the age of pure nirvana, ice-cream parlors, and cotton candy hearts. Jongin caught her from behind the old maple tree that they grew up with and wrapped his arms around her flailing body.

Her screams and giggles ruptured through the wind as he set her down onto the grass. The sun peered through the trees and illuminated Jongin's cheery face. He tickled her sides before she threw up her hands in defeat and squirmed underneath his body.

"Get off" she whined before slapping Jongin on the knee

"Make me" he snapped, sticking his tongue out in defense.

"Yah! You're heavy!" Her face reddened as he removed hair strands from her sticky face

"Jung Margot, marry me!" he exclaimed before they both burst out into fits of laughter.

"Que mes baisers soient les mots d'amour que je ne te dis pas!" he exclaimed

"You're insane, Jongin." she smirked at him, pulling him up and off the ground.


"Insane over you, Jung Margot."

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