Twilight//Woosan

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People want it. People dream about it.

San stared out at the sea, wondering what the future held. Love? Hope? Heartbreak? Happiness? He didnt know and didnt care the he never would. He was free from the past, from everything. He was on his ship, living with his family and his love. He was happy.

It completed us

Wooyoung had dreamed of freedom. A place with with no boss and no dirty scumbags to deal with. That used to be the only thing he thought about but now...now he had it. He had vowed to escape and he did. Death had been a likely ending but he had hope. He had to or he wouldnt have gotten anywhere. He had hope and met San. He found salvation. He found freedom. He found love.

It destroyed us

Mingi tried to shield his eyes as he looked out at the sea but relaxed with a huff when his shoulder protested. He flexed his hand to test the movement and growled when it wouldn't move in the way that he wanted it to. He released his hand when he heard someone approach him from behind.

Seonghwa walked closer, hand raised against the glare of sunlight on the gentle waves.

"Is it bothering you again?" Mingi looked at Seonghwa as he stopped beside him.

"Just a bit, I can't move it well and it frustrates me" Seonghwa nodded at the answer and pursed his lips in a frown.

"Im sorry," Seonghwa turned to face him, gently grabbing his hand. Mingi could barely feel it but he didnt care, something was better than nothing.

"I love you and I hate that I cant help you more" he leaned up to give Mingi a shirt kiss, sadness faintly showing through his eyes.

"Youre perfect," Mingi weakly squeezed Seonghwa's hand with what movement he had. He hated that Seonghwa doubted himself about this. He did more than he knew and it meant everything to Mingi that he was just there with him, "I love you too"

And it changed our world

Hongjoong smiled slightly as he looked out over the ocean. He heard footsteps approaching him and smiled wider, knowing exactly who it was. The person that completed him, his best friend. His love.

That person was Kang Yeosang.

"Hongjoong?" The man asked quietly, gently lacing their fingers together. Hongjoong hummed in answer and heard the other take in a breath.

"How are you feeling?" Yeosang asked, pressing closer to his side and giving his hand a light squeeze.

"I'm fine, why do you ask?" Hongjoong glanced over to give him a playful grin. Yeosang let out a breath.

"You just haven't talked to me and I wanted to make sure" Yeosang avoided Hongjoong's eyed with pink tinted ears. Hongjoong leaned forward to press a kiss to his nose.

"How sweet of you. Thank you for checking on me" he leaned back down to smile at Yeosang once again, this time getting one in return.

People still call it treasure

Yeosang thought Hongjoong was beautiful. He knew the exact moment when he realized that fact. It happened right after he had joined the ship.

He couldnt sleep that night and had stayed to sit out on the deck by himself or atleast he was by himself until Hongjoong came to sit next to him. He had sat and flashed Yeosang a grin that melted all the walls he tried to put up.

No one could really blame him for being weak because Hongjoong was just easy to love.

We're at the ending point of our long journey

If you asked Jongho, he would say that everything moves too fast. It seemed like yesterday that they had picked up Wooyoung from a street in a market place but in reality it had almost been a year ago.

A year that seemed to go by in a few weeks.

A lot had happened in that time. People grew closer and there were more introduced. They suffered heartbreak and felt happiness. Found love and lost it all at the same time.

It was crazy and yet, they were still together. They were still happy and all of them were still alive. Something that Jongho truly believed was that they would be fine in the future. They could withstand anything that hit them. They would make it through.

And we never stopped

Seonghwa smiled as he watched Mingi steer the ship. He observed the curve of his shoulders and the sun reflecting off his hair. He looked down to where their fingers were laced and frowned slightly.

Mingi had lost partial movement in his hand and arm after being shot and Seonghwa couldnt help but feel like it was his fault sometimes. He had watched it happen and couldnt do anything.

He unlaced their fingers and began to stretch Mingi's hand a bit. He felt the taller tense slightly before relaxing again.

"Im sorry if it hurts" Seonghwa apologized as he continued to stretch the muscles so they didn't lock up.

Mingi turned his head a bit and flashed Seonghwa a smile that still made his chest squeeze even after years. Seonghwa bit his lip and smiled back, leaning forward to rest his head against Mingi's shoulder. Mingi smiled wider and moved his and to rest across Seonghwa's shoulders, pulling closer to kiss his forhead as they watched the sun reflect off the sea.

So let us say

Yunho was in the medic room cleaning the already clean room. As he moved, he thought. He thought about the past year, about San and Wooyoung. About Mingi, about Yeosang. Just anything he could use to distract himself.

He thought about Wooyoung and how he was still recovering, body still underweight and skinny. He thought of Mingi and his arm. About how he wished that he could have done more to help. He thought of Yeosang and Hongjoong and realized that he no longer felt pain or sadness when he thought about them.

He thought about how Jongho had helped him get over his heartbreak and accept what had happened. He thought about them all. Every single person on this ship meant the world to him and more.

They were lucky

They had been through hell and back, yet still survived and stayed happy. They were strong and none of them ever gave up when it got hard. He was curious about what the future would bring them.

Whatever it was, he was sure they could handle it easily.
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