❝I THOUGHT YOU WERE PIRATES, WHY DO YOU HAVE A BABY WITH YOU?❞
❝EXCUSE ME? MY NAME'S CHANGBIN.❞
as competitors get themselves ready for another tough year of voyaging the seven seas in Bon Voyage 2020, the backbiter pirates are getting themselves re...
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Honestly, if it was one thing he needed to stop (apart from calculus, ew) doing, it had to be eating so much.
Not only that – but spicy food. Seriously, Jeongin? Now how will you be able to tell if you're having a case of indigestion or you're just really ready to haul because of your nerves?
It was the 12th of December, 2019. In other words – the day when they'd finally be able to find out who was going to represent Korea in next year's Bon Voyage. Jeongin was already walking to the Hangang park, his hands buried in the pockets of his puffer jacket – his stomach churning (see, he couldn't tell if it was because of the ramen he had for lunch or solely because he was a nervous wreck), hands trembling, all sorts of thoughts weaving in and out of his mind. He wanted to get this over with. Now.
"YANG!"
As if automated, Jeongin's head snapped around to see Seungmin running at him, arms outstretched. Knowing what this could mean for him, he let out a low wail and picked up the speed, running down the pavement whilst trying to ignore Seungmin's maniacal laughter.
"FUCK YOU!" Jeongin screamed at the top of his lungs, turning a right and almost crashing into a woman with a baby stroller.
"Damn, young man," the lady raises an eyebrow, already on her way. "Breathe."
"GOTCHA!" Jeongin was sent flying as Seungmin pounced at him from behind. He tried to inhale as Seungmin peppered his cheeks with little pecks. He felt the heat rushing to his cheeks. He's too good to me.
"Let's get going, please," Jeongin groaned. "If we want front-row views of the stage we better hurry."
"Piggyback?" Seungmin grinned into his jacket.
"NO!" Jeongin exclaimed, horrified. "My stomach already feels like it's going to flip over any second! Get off!"
"Oh, fine," the elder hopped off Jeongin's back, still laughing. "Let's go."
They strolled through the park, hands in their pockets to conserve warmth. It wasn't long before they saw the stage. It was set up at a side, and people were already surrounding it. There was a large banner drawn across, reading 'KOREA NATIONAL VOYAGE TEAM 2020'. Jeongin spotted his cousin Soomin on the stage, placing the transparent box in place. There was another one of her friends, Hyena – arranging the podium. Jeongin felt his stomach do a flip. Oh, how he wished he could get in.
More and more people gathered over the minutes. By four minutes to five, almost the whole park was packed. Jeongin wanted to cry. He'd never felt so nervous in his whole life. Maybe except that one time he gave his classmate (no, crush) Somi a bar of chocolate on her birthday back in seventh grade. But still. He just wanted to break his kneecaps and jump into the Han river. Who cares if he got frostbite?
