last summer // johndo

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Sorry for the late update bubs.
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It was the night before the trip. Mark was done packing while his older roommate sat on his bed looking down at the empty suit case infront of him. He sighed occasionally which ticked off the younger but he didn't dare to utter a syllable until now as he said,
"are you waiting for your illegally kept magical creatures to appear or something?"

Doyoung turns to the brunette and squinted, "I believe that's a fantastic beasts reference. For now I'll act as if I didn't hear it." The raven haired boy appeared to be zoned out once again. And then abruptly jumping and almost startlingly mark off his bed and rushes to dig in in his closet. He kneels as he opened a box that he'd purposely buried under his unfolded heap of clothes.

He uncapped the box, a memory seen within the area of the cardboard. A ukulele, he smiled as he held the instrument high and examined it as if he had never seen it before.

"Oooh you play the ukulele?", mark questioned as the petite instument came into view of the younger.

Doyoung lowered it and faced his roommate, "yea I played it from high school till freshmen year of college" he smiled remembering when he was a shy kid in campus with glasses and enthusiasm. But still prides himself on how he grew about and improved himself.

"Can you play something?" Mark eagerly asked, his phone long gone from his hands.

"Yea I'll try, it might be a little out of time since I haven't played in a while", The older rubs his neck before positioning the ukulele. His fingers from his bandaged hand were his biggest fear when he had to play.

He closed his eyes and and opened them back to see that nothing changed, everything will be the same, time doesnt move it stays until you are burdened. He brushed his pick against the strings, they sounded out of tune and made him cringe slightly. But keept going as the strings fluttered through each other, vibrating to create nostalgic notes. It sounded like a summer breeze with a sprinkle of sea water glistening under the sun's extreme gaze.

Doyoung played La Vie En Rose by Edith Piaf. This song was self taught for him to play at his parents' wedding. That's why he never forgot the cords, it was memorable enough to keep it encrypted at the tips of his fingers. It was special.

"Whoaaa", Mark smiled in delight. "Why you built like dat?"

Seconds later Doyoung and Mark bursted laughing, it was then for sure that they'd get a noise complaint. Later through the night he would continue his journey of packing and being lil shit about what to bring along.

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It was 6:30 currently, the students opting for the trip had to reach out of their dorms into the campus parking spots where they'll be given a bus ride to the airport. Luckily Doyoung sat beside Jaehyun, he was really close to be seated beside Johnny but he thanked the heavens because Jaehhyun had an extra bag.

Doyoung stretches his neck to the side to see the window slightly glancing at Jaehyun who was passed out. He frowned when did not see any clouds in the bright scale of the sky. The atmosphere got colder, making everyone in the bus fall asleep, also because it was early in the morning. But the ebony haired male couldn't fathom sleeping because he had just chugged three red bulls and had his heart beating at an unbelievable pace as if it was going to pop out. This worried Kun a lot, he got him three water bottles before this trip that he finished in about four minutes.

The latter sat right behind him(next to Johnny), he was fast asleep as well. Only a few people stayed awake, he felt lonely so he opened his phone to watch something on Netflix. The red ring spun in loops on the black screen, he could see the reflection of a certain someone peeking into his phone.