Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
BROUHAHA. a state of commotion or excitement
.❀。• *₊°。 ❀°。
"WINWIN YOU MOTHERFUCKER, I CAN'T SWIM."
The tall boy giggled as Miri tugged on his arm, attempting to keep afloat despite the obvious defeat—she's currently swallowing a gallon a minute, her lips lapping on the raging wave pool.
"You'll be fine, Miri-ssi," he said flatly, but the smile on his face was evident. He kept walking against the strength of the tide, each stride filled with endurance, while Miri was crying her heart out underwater, in defeat yet still struggling immensely.
Muffled struggle sounds resonated, but Winwin did not stop, except until a harsh slap hit the boy's ass, a pained yelp exiting his lips.
"Ow!" Winwin whimpered, while Miri managed to climb up the waters, screaming, "LET'S GET TO DRY LAND, WILL YOU?!"
Winwin was stunned, Miri wrapping her legs around his torso and her arms behind his back, "I'll cut off your balls and boil them and make you eat it for breakfast," she muttered darkly with a big scowl on her face. "Now go."
Winwin giggled softly, but the girl who was essentially a koala was clearly unamused. "There's nothing funny, Winwin-ssi."
Winwin smiled heartily, slowly booping their noses together. "You're just so cute, Miri-ssi," he whispered afterwards, thumb brushing against her cheekbones. "I love you."
"You're just tryna get me to swim with you, aren't you?"
Winwin had a devious grin on, pecking the girl's lips. "Maybe."
╚═ °• ♔ •° ═╗
"Come on, Hyuckie~" Mark whined, stopping in his tracks to turn and face the younger. He eyed the boy's hands, which were awkwardly playing with one another, and reached in to hold it tenderly in his.
"Just once..." Mark trailed of silently.
Donghyuck looked up at the older smugly and heaved a sigh, "It's scary, Mark."
But the older can only giggle, raising his hand to brush the boy's cheek, "But I know my Hyuckie is a brave boy."
