🎇#24

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NCT 2018
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Above the clouds were an orange tint.

The sunset gradually brought itself to the ground.

It was new years eve and you thought it would be a great idea to spend the day out.

On the left was a patch of cut grass, surrounded by assorted flowers.

Towards the left were multiple benches underneath healthy vibrant trees.

"Where do you guys wanna sit?"

They all thought for a second.

"I dont know..."

Little eye glances were all over the place.

"CHIRP!"

The baby chick runs to the flowers.

"Why don't we sit in the flowers? It would be refreshing!~"

You nod in agreement to Kun.

Following the baby chick into the floral scene, you place down the basket to the side.

Fluffing out the small cushions one by one.

Placing them on the patterned blanket.

Setting up the shade, you sat down, fixing the basket in the middle.

Jisung pops out of the picnic basket.

"This reminds me of the first time we met, Y/N!~"

Thats right... Jisung showed up to your house in a picnic basket too.

Smiles were exchanged between the both of you.

"I guess you could say you hopped out casket fresh~ haha!"

Haechan stuck his tongue out.

Jisung jumps out of his basket and chases after Haechan.

"HaaaHaA!"

In the distance you heard Chenle joining in with them.

"EVERYBODY! JISUNGS IT!!"

In frustration, Jisung waves his hands around above him.

"THIS ISN'T A GAME OF TAG!"

"NOW IT IS!~"

Jeno yells on the other side of the field.

Renjun and Jaemin run hand in hand, trying to flee from Jisung's presence.

"oof~"

Jaemin trips on a pebble.

"NOOO JAEMIN!"

It was too late.

"RUN WITHOUT ME RENJUNNIE~"

Jisung had made it to Jaemin, tagging him on the shoulder.

He swiftly parted ways with they new "it".

You giggled at the sight of the dreamies.

Under the umbrella with you, Taeil reads his book quietly.

Skipping around the flowers were Winwin, Jungwoo and the baby chick.

Butterflies fluttered along with them.

"Y/N~ Hi!"

Mark makes his way over ever so gracefully.

The wind naturally stood stable for his flight.

He glided in the air on a blue butterfly.

"Woah!"

His dimples start to form.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 15, 2019 ⏰

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