Memories: Summer
The Difference Is
She’s lying down on a wooden mat and feels a gust of warm air blowing her way.
The wind blows faster and gets cooler.
She carefully opens one eye and sees him in a white wife beater, his skinny arms fanning her with immense strength.
“So weak!” She snorts and stands up, grabbing the fan from him. “I’ll show you how it’s done!” She starts flapping the fan against the nape of his neck, he picks up a slice of watermelon and puts it to .
She takes a huge bite and spits out the seeds on the dirt floor and lies down on his lap.
From this angle, his eyes are upside down moons that gaze at her round face.
His lips form a small smile and her lips part; for a minute, she feels a of heat. He swats away a herd of fireflies and his delicate face is illuminated in the dim moonlight.
“Hey, Hana?”
“Hm?”
“Don’t you wish summer would last forever?”
“I don’t like the weather, though.”
“But if I’m here to fan you, all of that wouldn’t matter, right?”
He leans back and his eyes smile at the translucent moon that was above them.
She blinks, and glances at the floor. “You know what. Yeah. That’s be great, because Jongin hates the heat even more than I do.”
Sehun bursts into a fit of laughter and nods. “Yeah, and then we won’t have to share.”
“Share what?” She pipes, her eyes rounding.
“Nothing.” He grins and rocks his body back and forth and places an elbow on her pale shoulders.
I just want to be selfish for once.
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