“Chansung, wh… what is all this?”

Chansung grabbed one of Junsu’s hands and placed a soft kiss upon it. “I promised you a date, remember?”

Junsu just gave a simple nod before he was pulled closer towards the other. “Sit here.” Leaving Junsu behind him, Chansung began to maneuver the boat they were on to follow along the gentle flow of the river.

-

“Where are we going, by the way?” Junsu had finally decided to ask. It’s not he didn’t trust the other, he was just curious.

“We’ll be there soon.”

It took about another 45 minutes before Chansung had stopped the boat along another dock. Chansung had climbed out first before offering his hand, pulling Junsu out.

All too quickly Junsu’s eyes were covered with a soft cloth. “Chansung?” Junsu raised his hands to try and loosen the blindfold, but both his hands were soon pulled back down, and he could feel himself being pulled into a tight embrace. “Trust me, Junsu.” Chansung whispered into the other’s ear.

-

They started walking, Chansung made sure to keep a reassuring hand behind Junsu so the other wouldn’t trip or fall. He would even carry Junsu over different terrains, like over small burrows or over piles of rocks.

“We’re almost there.” Chansung informed the other as they walked up a small pathway.

Although Junsu’s eyes were covered, he could make out the sound of flowing water, and the crash of a waterfall. Suddenly Junsu was picked up and held close towards the other’s chest. “Hold on tight ok?” Chansung whispered into the other’s ear.

Before he was able to respond, there was a quick rush of wind and slight moisture hitting Junsu’s face, and not a moment later he was placed back on the ground and the cloth over his eyes was undone.

Junsu waited for his eyes to adjust to the light. Once his vision was clear he couldn’t believe the sight before him, he was left speechless. There they were standing behind a nice little waterfall, in a cozy little cave.

“Don’t just stand there, come and join me.” Chansung called over. Junsu turned around and he couldn’t help but smile. Behind him there sat Chansung over a blanket meant for two, and a little basket in the middle.

Taking a seat beside the other, Junsu really couldn’t find the words to say anything. To Junsu, all this just seemed like a dream. A really nice dream.

Chansung began setting out a few dishes a top of the blanket, from the looks of it they were simple dishes, like hoddeok, small sandwiches, a little chocolate cake, and a variety of fruits, water and some juice.

“Before you compliment me on my outstanding ‘cooking’ skills, I have ju