melt ⚣ jjk.kth

『 epilogue; saturday 』

epilogue; placid waters
saturday

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"This was never a coincidence..."

Everything felt calm; a sea completely at ease within itself, bright blue reflections from above and the thrive of sea life below, the perfect metaphor to describe the state I have been since the miracle the universe had planned for me, or rather, Jeongguk.

Heat once again engulfed my body in such a familiar embrace that shouted "welcome home" and playful EDM and chill-step tracks bounced off the walls as I slightly bobbed my head or sung along to lyrics while being wholly engulfed in my creative work. Hands played with the tangible glass twisting and twirling like a fragile dance.

The ringing of bells came from the entrance to the hot shop, the spritely boy now sporting a new head of his natural black hair and an endearing red beanie and even more so smile.

"Having fun, Tae?"

I replied with a dab and I could hear snickering from Jeongguk's general direction.

"That was disgusting," he said matter-of-factly.

"You do it too, don't pretend," I gave him a cheeky smile in retaliation.

He just gave a knowing grin at me, resulting in us just dabbing harmoniously.

"yAH!"

And that just resulted in shared laughter between the two of us.

"Now that was dumb."

"Not more than you, dumber," he cleverly replied.

I just accepted the reference with open arms and gave him a cheesy hand gun motion instead of a better comeback, since not one good one had hit me in the head yet.

I just turned back to shaping my miniature piece as much as I could from the conjuring image in my head whilst Jeongguk pulled up a nice red stool (that he picked out for my workspace, of course) and sat next to me, not once being bothered by the heat.

"You're not hot?"

He just gingerly smirked in my direction.

"Of course I am, Taehyung, just look at this god-blessed face."

My ears and cheeks turned slightly pink but it was easily dismissed due to the furnaces glowing peach haze adorning my tan skin.

"No, you idiot, the temperature!" I shoved him hard but in a friendly way, gaining laughter from the latter.

"I know! I know... it's honestly not bad, plus I'm wearing a tank top so it helps."

"Well, pfft, yeah of course," I motion to his obvious statement, motioning from his torso up, arm muscle hardly going unnoticed.

"Also, working out and feeling that burn doesn't feel too different from this so I consider this a pretty good environment," he pats his arms and I just scrunch my nose up.

"Stop showing off you muscle monster."

"But you're impressed."