The creaking of the swing seemed to drown out the sounds of the joyous laughter that filled the hot, summer air as a pair of short, chubby legs kicked forward as hard as they could before swinging back, small fingers curling around the warm metal chains as the small child leaned back to get the full swing of motion.

“U…uh… ‘scuse me…. This one taken?”

The boy dug his heels into the ground, coming to a stop as he looked up in surprise. With a glance, he looked down the whole line of empty swings before looking back to the one directly on his right, “Uhm… I guess not…” he said, watching as the brown haired boy ducked his head down to hide the light smile upon his face as he quickly shuffled over and hopped up into the swing, kicking against the ground as he began to gently rock back and forth.

It wasn’t every day Yoo Youngjae actually got to swing next to someone. In fact, ever since he started school, every day at recess he’d always find himself alone on one of the swings near the end of the line as he watched the other kids run around and play.

“I… like your hair…” the boy said quickly, looking up and ing out his hand to extend in the small space between the two swings, “I’m Jung Daehyun.”

“Yoo Youngjae…” He reached out, slowly shaking hands with Daehyun before going a bit crosseyed to look at his own, very blonde hair. “And… Thanks… I guess… Umma does peoples hair… and sometimes she gets bored.” Youngjae turned back in his swing to face the front, watching as the other kids ran about, playing games within their own groups.

“Well…. It’s… uh… It’s cute?”

I really should stop letting my mind wander all over the place. This will just be a long fluff of fluffyness, I hope you guys enjoy it none the less. (I'm finishing up the last bit of it now, just wanted to go ahead and get the forward up).