Mmmmmmm -
As always, summer was a season of relentless UV rays. It was humid, hot, and strangely annoying. Despite this, beautiful flowers bloomed on their own. Summer vacation was such a time.
"Miss... it's hot..."
Park Woojin, who stepped out of the house for a moment, squinted against the harsh sunlight. "Oh, it's so damn bright," he muttered. He left the house and sat down next to the tree planted in front. He glanced at the tree's fresh leaves. "It's so hot, yet you're so alive." In fact, because it was summer, the leaves were even greener than usual. He blankly stared at the tree, slightly envious of its vibrant life, while he was so hot. Suddenly, he turned on the calendar on his phone.
",...."
"When did time get like this....."
I couldn't help but regret the incredibly short vacation. It felt like I hadn't done anything, yet it felt like it was still the middle of summer, and yet it felt like vacation hadn't even started that long ago... It was just an excuse, but there was nothing I could do. Feeling empty, I collapsed in the shadow of a tree. I ran my fingers through my hair, cut the day before yesterday, as if it had grown so much it was about to sting my eyes. Still, it definitely felt a little cooler.
Vacation homework? I came out, having put it off for a bit like any high school student. Isn't the fun in putting off homework? I talked back and got a back smash from my mom. Pull yourself together. Huh, how ridiculous. My mind is clearer now, though. I lightly rubbed her back. "Oh my, it looks like a palm print." "Our Mrs. Choi, she's no joke," I muttered.
Since school would start soon anyway, I came out today to take it easy and lay down without thinking about anything, and then turned on my phone again. It was 12:17 PM. If I were at school, it would be time to play soccer with my friends after lunch. It was the only happy time at school. I chuckled. Even in that prison-like place, there was a glimmer of happiness. I unlocked the phone, went to my saved playlist, and put on a song. Then, under the grass swaying in the breeze and the tree shining green, I fell asleep.
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"....."
"excuse me,.."
A person appeared, disturbing his peaceful sleep. He frowned and squinted as he was shaken violently. It was a person, but who was it? It was hard to make out the figure through his squinted eyes. Oh, is it Jaehyuk? Woojin, thinking it was his close friend who suddenly wanted to hang out, closed his eyes again and smiled faintly. The cute guy, he patted his head gently.
"Brother, I'll sleep a little longer..."
"...."
"But your hair has gotten a lot better... your..."
I shook Woojin again as he tried to fall asleep again.
"Excuse me, you can't sleep here!"
"Why are you suddenly being polite...?"
Wait a minute, something's off. A fleeting thought raced through my mind. It's not Jaehyuk. There's no way Jaehyuk would use formal speech. My eyes widened. What is this person? Who is he?
"Oh, I woke up."
I smile faintly from a distance close to Woojin. The corners of my slightly red lips turn up, and my nice hair flutters in the breeze. I hear a buzzing sound in my ear. Is it a hallucination? Or...what is it? I adjust my position. How ridiculous I must have looked, sleeping carelessly. I feel embarrassed. What kind of impression did I give when we first met?
"Yes. Who...?"
"Oh, I moved to this neighborhood today!"
Her bright, sparkling eyes squinted prettily. Oh, you have uneven eyes. One eye is uneven, the other is double. They really...suit each other. While I was thinking about this and that, the child in front of me clapped his hands.
"...?"
"Oh, I'm sorry. I was thinking about something else..."
He hesitated and stuck out his lips. For a moment, Woojin wondered what kind of expression he was making.
"Ah... I heard you moved..."
"Yes! I'm 17 years old."
He bursts out laughing at the words, "You're my little brother." He's beaming the whole time, as if he's so happy about something. It's not that I don't like seeing it. Rather...
"You're crazy, Park Woojin."
"?"
"Oh, no... no."
"Oh, right, we didn't even announce our names, right?"
He suddenly holds out his hand. It is a hand with flesh that shines in the sunlight and looks even whiter, more delicate, and softer. I stare at it for a while. His hand is really pretty... I feel embarrassed about my own hands that have become dark and rough from running around the playground every lunchtime. Still, I wonder if I can ignore the greeting, so I grab his hand.
"Nice to meet you, Woojin."
"My name is Lee Dae-hwi."
You show me that radiant smile again. I laugh along as if I'm possessed, and then I think, "Oh no. What am I doing here with someone I've never seen before?" I say, trying to explain that I have to go in, and then run away. But you, without losing that warm smile, wave your hand fervently. Goodbye, see you next time!"
I quickly close the door and slide down, leaning back against it. Thump, thump, thump... It's the first time I've seen this guy, but he's comfortable and somehow... good. Just, good. I remember him again. His name was Lee Dae-hwi, right? Lee Dae-hwi, Dae-hwi... Lee Dae-hwi.... The sight of him smiling brightly under the sunlight is etched in my mind and I can't forget it. I feel a pleasant sensation, as if his fluttering hair is tickling my chest. What is this feeling? It feels like the first time in my 18 years of life.
He was just, pretty. I've never seen such a pretty child before. Even when I think about him while washing my dry face, it doesn't change. The slightly arched corners of his eyes when he smiles, his unique, squinty eyes, his sparkling eyes, his pale skin that seems to reflect the sunlight, his slightly plump yet smooth lips. He was just, everything, pretty. Maybe he's pretty because he's Lee Dae-hwi. Right now, it's hard to tell if I'm in my right mind or not, because all I can think about is Lee Dae-hwi.
I slowly got up and steeled myself to go to my room, dragging my feet. Woojin-il, who had emerged from the living room, glanced at his mother, then touched his face, saying, "Oh, my."
"Woojin, you seem to have a fever."
"yes?"
"Your face is a little red..."
He's whining again, in his ear, "Hyung!" That pretty, tickling voice and those red lips that were moving slightly and sparkling... Just thinking about it makes my earlobes burn. It's hot, no, it's hot. It feels like I've been really burned in the middle of summer. The alarm sound in my ear won't stop.
"They said it was going to be a heat wave today."
"....is it so?"
A heat wave warning was issued. Woojin, who always ran around freely even in the summer, was burned by the heat that summer during his second year of high school. All because of a boy named Lee Dae-hwi.
(except)
There's someone sleeping quietly. In this unfamiliar neighborhood he just moved into. They say there are people who give off a sense of familiarity even at first glance, and this seems to be one of them. At least Dae-hwi had a feeling that this person would soon become close to him. Like a best friend. No, closer than a best friend? The sun had risen high, and he squinted slightly at the sunlight peeking through the leaves. Oh, this must be uncomfortable to sleep in. The shadow created by his outstretched hand, absentmindedly, immediately brought comfort to Woo-jin's face.
I sat down quietly next to him. Woojin's hands, which he carefully avoided, were clearly visible with sexy veins (of course, in a formal way) as if he was showing off his hard work.
"....ah"
A hand he grabbed without realizing it, but it was really big and cool... Woojin, who had been quietly covering his hand, ended up sleeping and interlocking his hands. He was startled, but thanks to Daehwi, who stayed still for fear of waking him up, Woojin slept without knowing anything.
Although we were only together for a few minutes, this thought flashed through Dae-hwi's mind.
.
With this brother
I want to date you
.
"Who...who..."
A rather low voice echoed in my ears. Ah, this is the charm of low tones... No, this hyung's voice must be good.
Woojin's protruding lips wander, as if he has no intention of hiding his considerable embarrassment. Daehwi also seems to have no intention of hiding his smile. His lips, which look strangely luscious, suppress the urge to kiss her and begin by speaking. The tickling wind makes Daehwi's heart flutter as well. He looks at Woojin's slightly flushed cheeks and laughs again. The round back of his head that quickly disappears is cute, but how handsome is his physique. This is what they call a reverse charm. He feels warm only when he holds his hands that Woojin had clasped in his sleep earlier, and the part of his head where he had stroked them. And then, whenever he thinks of Woojin, who had been flustered and bewildered, the corners of his mouth turn up with a smirk.
Oh, she's cute? Seriously....I guess I should seduce her?
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This is a preview article I wrote thanks to the anti-fans who were into BL in the past (kekekekeke). I fell in love with Park Woojin at first sight, and Lee Daehwi was a little... I'm going to seduce Woojin hyung. With that feeling?... I'll believe in the power of a younger man... Yes.....
I don't know if I wrote this correctly lol
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