Regret ➳ Bang Chan

Chapter 19

Chan and Jungha simultaneously let out a breath of relief as they shut the door to the small dormitory. The mischievous boys had been teasing them relentlessly as soon as Chan explained the situation, making both target's faces viciously red.

Before they had left the comfort of his room, Chan pondered where to take the girl, eventually deciding on the place they'd gone the morning of Hyunjin's birthday.

The afternoon wind blew softly through their hair as they walked, tangling the strands like their intertwined fingers.

"Chan," Jungha called quietly, attracting his attention. "Where are we going?"

The boy smiled as he looked straight ahead. "The beach,"

The girl gulped, "To do what?"

Chan laughed as he glanced towards Jungha, his eyebrows dipping, "To swim,"

She muttered an 'oh' before reminding him that she didn't have anything to swim in.

"We can pick up your swimsuit if you'd like," he suggested.

The two of them took a trip to the school girl's house, where she scurried through the door as fast as she could and came out wearing a black one-piece with a white shirt and yellow board shorts thrown over it.

"You look nice," Chan said, once again clasping her hand in his, her face flushing the colour of his shorts.

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The walk to the beach was longer than expected, but still nonetheless enjoyable. The pair walked onto the soft sand and threw their shoes off, immediately feeling their feet sink into the ground.

The sun was still floating in its place in the sky, but the surrounding area had begun to mix in various pinks, yellows, oranges and blues.

Chan dragged her by the hand further down the sandy slopes and stopped where the ground was soft and dry. They sat down, folding their legs and staring at the scene before them for a minute.

Jungha stood up, looking down at the boy, and fast as a lightning strike, she tapped him on the shoulder and began to run, screaming "You're it!"

Chan laughed loudly as he got up and started sprinting, "You have no chance!" and, boy, was he right.

Within seconds, he had caught up to the girl, picked her up by the legs and swung her over his shoulder, both of them laughing in stitches as she struggled to break free. Eventually, she gave up and just lay limp on his back, her giggles vibrating across his shoulders.

"Put me down," she whined.

The boy smiled, "What's the magic word?"

"Shut up," she pushed her self off of him and landed on the ground.

"Last time I checked, it was please, but I guess it's your personal preference," he muttered as she chuckled.

"Let's swim," the boy proposed.

"I don't know, Chan.." she trailed off. "I'm not such a big fan,"

"We just walked all the way for your swimsuit!" he whined at her. "Just try, please."

"I haven't done it in years," she complained. "I'm scared."