amusement park ♡ soonchan

1: black hair, pale skin

Waking up a few minutes before your alarm goes off is a curse. No matter how hard I try, I can't fall back asleep, knowing that soon the horrisonous alarm will tear across the peaceful silence of my room. Yet I'm far too exhausted to wake up early, thus I simply lay in bed with my heavy eyes shut until it's the official time to wake up. 

That's how this morning went. 

I woke up twelve minutes before I was supposed to. I sighed when I checked the disappointing time, knowing that falling asleep wasn't an option. I stared at the golden sunlight leaking in through the curtained windows and instead of even trying to fall back asleep, I thought about the plans for today. Seungkwan will pack the utmost unnecessary things, yet still forget sunscreen (which will result in a horrific sunburn, followed by the former screaming so loudly on every ride that he loses his voice. Then Seungcheol will be too busy chasing after girls that he'll never talk to again after today. All while I am left with the responsibility of taking care of Seungkwan and keeping Seungcheol in line, thus forgetting to enjoy myself and have fun. But at least I'm getting out of this boring house. 

The evil alarm finally went off and I turned it off with an irritated groan. I dragged myself out of bed and sluggishly got ready, skipping breakfast because Seungcheol promised donuts on the ride there. For the day I packed money and a change of clothes, knowing Seungkwan will bring everything else, and then some.

When Seungcheol arrived late, I was hoping that he already got the donuts, however, the only thing that Seungcheol brought me was disappointment. I sat down and yearned to be smelling the pleasant smell of donuts instead of Seungcheol's car's usual smell of stale cologne and angst. 

Then we were on the way to pick up Seungkwan. It came as no shock to me when the boy wasn't ready to go once we arrived. When he finally came out, he was holding an overstuffed backpack in his arms, and his wavy, grapefruit pink hair was made perfectly like always. He jumped into the car, completely ecstatic to go. In fact, he was so eager that he wouldn't stop talking about it the entire way there.

The nearly two-hour-long car ride was a mix of arguing, singing, Seungkwan trying (and failing) to get us to play road trip games, and making fun of each other. Not to mention Seungcheol's frightening road rage, especially once we got to the park. We'd left early so we could escape all of the traffic, yet cars still crowded the entrance.

"Maybe if Seungcheol hadn't taken forever to pick us up, we wouldn't be stuck in bumper to bumper traffic," Seungkwan nagged.

Seungcheol gave him a lethal look in the rearview mirror, "You know what, Seungkwan?!" he yelled.

Before he could continue, I grabbed his shoulder and gave him a stern look, warning, "Listen, I'm beyond done hearing you two bicker. Shut up, both of you, we're almost there." 

The duo quieted down after that. Seungcheol found a place to park the car and the feeling of stretching my cramped legs was refreshing. We jogged towards the entrance, and after paying, we strolled through the crowded roads right towards the fast rides. 

We hopped in a line and while we waited to go on, our empty stomachs reminded us of Seungcheol's lack of donuts. In effect of our annoying griping, the eldest ensured that he would feed us. Then, the non-existent donuts fleeted our minds as we were next in line for the ride. 

Why are most roller coasters made to go to fast that the creators of them forget that it only lasts twenty seconds? That was all I thought about for the next three rides. Though afterward, it was finally time to eat. Even though the food Seungcheol bought was virtually solely sugar, I was too hungry to turn it down. We took some seats on a bench by the carousel and watched the pretty horses spin and spin and spin while we ate.