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writetomyheart2016-01-17 05:44 pm
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[team three] summer
Summery fic in the middle of winter, haha. This was inspired by PMMP's song called "Kesä '95" (Summer '95).
Days in August were hot, long and lazy.
It was their last summer holiday as high school students and there was a feeling of ending in the air, hanging heavy among the humidity. They both felt it, knew it, and that was maybe why they spent the holiday like any other since the beginning of high school, doing things they enjoyed and not worrying about tomorrow.
They biked to the riverside often, sometimes swimming and sometimes just hanging out in the sun, buying ice cream and snacks from the vendor nearby. More often than not, the ice cream melted on their fingers and they got sand in their mouths and eyes and shoes but it just made them burst into collective fit of giggles.
They would return to the river in evenings when the sun was setting behind the forestry hills on the opposite shore and cool summer night dimness was spreading around. Chanyeol sometimes had his guitar with him, and would be plucking the strings, playing random melodies and Baekhyun would hum along the tunes beside him. Once, Baekhyun had managed to snatch a couple of cigarettes and beer cans from his older brother. The beer was bitter and the cigarettes made them cough but the thrill of it was worth it. Everything felt ten times better and funnier after the couple beers, and Chanyeol supposed it might also explain his fluttering heart when Baekhyun leaned himself against his side, his laughter ringing in Chanyeol’s ears.
There were times when Chanyeol wanted to reach out, to close the gap between, or speak out the words that felt so heavy on his tongue. The feelings he’d secretly had during most of their high school time and which now, at the end of it all, felt like suffocating him at times. There were countless perfect moments for it; when they were sitting by the riverside watching the sunset, or leisurely biking home through the summer night, or lying on the veranda in Chanyeol’s house on lazy afternoons. But in the end, he never said a thing.
The summer was perfect. And it went by so fast.
Chanyeol wouldn’t admit it to anyone but he was blinking tears away while packing the final boxes in his now empty room. He watched silently as the moving company guys carried the last boxes and pieces of furniture onto the truck and took off towards Seoul.
With no bike anymore, Chanyeol walked to the river to their usual hangout and sat down in the sand next to Baekhyun. He held out a piece of paper with a new address and phone number scribbled on it. Baekhyun took it, fingers softly brushing his, and gave him a small smile.
It felt weird. The sun was blinding and hot, the river as beautiful as ever and the ice cream vendor was there again like always. But Chanyeol didn’t feel like eating ice cream right then. Suddenly there was a lump in his throat and burning feeling on the corners of his eyes, so Chanyeol hastily scrambled up, mumbling about how he needed to go soon.
Baekhyun walked back with him, exceptionally silent, and when Chanyeol was about to climb on to their family car, all he was able to do was wave and promise to call and text often. Baehkyun’s smile was wide but sad and he stayed standing on his spot, waving after their car. Chanyeol stared at him from the wing mirror until the road turned and he couldn’t see him anymore.
The summer was over.
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kira_shadow, you're up! Is poking on LJ enough or should we figure out something else? :3
Days in August were hot, long and lazy.
It was their last summer holiday as high school students and there was a feeling of ending in the air, hanging heavy among the humidity. They both felt it, knew it, and that was maybe why they spent the holiday like any other since the beginning of high school, doing things they enjoyed and not worrying about tomorrow.
They biked to the riverside often, sometimes swimming and sometimes just hanging out in the sun, buying ice cream and snacks from the vendor nearby. More often than not, the ice cream melted on their fingers and they got sand in their mouths and eyes and shoes but it just made them burst into collective fit of giggles.
They would return to the river in evenings when the sun was setting behind the forestry hills on the opposite shore and cool summer night dimness was spreading around. Chanyeol sometimes had his guitar with him, and would be plucking the strings, playing random melodies and Baekhyun would hum along the tunes beside him. Once, Baekhyun had managed to snatch a couple of cigarettes and beer cans from his older brother. The beer was bitter and the cigarettes made them cough but the thrill of it was worth it. Everything felt ten times better and funnier after the couple beers, and Chanyeol supposed it might also explain his fluttering heart when Baekhyun leaned himself against his side, his laughter ringing in Chanyeol’s ears.
There were times when Chanyeol wanted to reach out, to close the gap between, or speak out the words that felt so heavy on his tongue. The feelings he’d secretly had during most of their high school time and which now, at the end of it all, felt like suffocating him at times. There were countless perfect moments for it; when they were sitting by the riverside watching the sunset, or leisurely biking home through the summer night, or lying on the veranda in Chanyeol’s house on lazy afternoons. But in the end, he never said a thing.
The summer was perfect. And it went by so fast.
Chanyeol wouldn’t admit it to anyone but he was blinking tears away while packing the final boxes in his now empty room. He watched silently as the moving company guys carried the last boxes and pieces of furniture onto the truck and took off towards Seoul.
With no bike anymore, Chanyeol walked to the river to their usual hangout and sat down in the sand next to Baekhyun. He held out a piece of paper with a new address and phone number scribbled on it. Baekhyun took it, fingers softly brushing his, and gave him a small smile.
It felt weird. The sun was blinding and hot, the river as beautiful as ever and the ice cream vendor was there again like always. But Chanyeol didn’t feel like eating ice cream right then. Suddenly there was a lump in his throat and burning feeling on the corners of his eyes, so Chanyeol hastily scrambled up, mumbling about how he needed to go soon.
Baekhyun walked back with him, exceptionally silent, and when Chanyeol was about to climb on to their family car, all he was able to do was wave and promise to call and text often. Baehkyun’s smile was wide but sad and he stayed standing on his spot, waving after their car. Chanyeol stared at him from the wing mirror until the road turned and he couldn’t see him anymore.
The summer was over.
kira_shadow, you're up! Is poking on LJ enough or should we figure out something else? :3
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OKAY I MUST SAY FIRST THAT THIS FIC IS JUST UTTERLY BEAUTIFUL. ;;_________;; LIKE SOOO BEAUTIFUL. i know there wasn't much plot it totally wasn't needed there because you described things so nicely and i could imagine everything well in my mind!!! (and i started missing summer awfully lot. :x especially hot long summer days in asia!!!)
Everything felt ten times better and funnier after the couple beers, and Chanyeol supposed it might also explain his fluttering heart when Baekhyun leaned himself against his side, his laughter ringing in Chanyeol’s ears.
MY HEAAAAAAAAAAART. >_< i kept wondering if you wanted to keep it as only friendship but HAHAAAA i guessed chanyeol had some feelings towards baek!!! but awwwwww how realistic it is that he can't say it aloud and tell baek. :((( seriously, so sad the part where the words feel heavy on tongue. whyyyyyy. D: now i started thinking whether they wouldn't keep in contact after chanyeol's move but how different things could have been if chanyeol had told baek that he has feelings towards him. >_< UGH SO SAD they seriously can never be together!!! i wonder if baek had same kind of feelings towards chanyeol too but kept thinking the same and couldn't tell it to chanyeol. ;;;;;;;
There were times when Chanyeol wanted to reach out, to close the gap between, or speak out the words that felt so heavy on his tongue. The feelings he’d secretly had during most of their high school time and which now, at the end of it all, felt like suffocating him at times. There were countless perfect moments for it; when they were sitting by the riverside watching the sunset, or leisurely biking home through the summer night, or lying on the veranda in Chanyeol’s house on lazy afternoons. But in the end, he never said a thing.
this is just sooooooooo beautiful YET so sad at the same time, all these feels here. congratulations for writing such a perfect piece!!!!!
now i'll go, re-read this and cry inside a bit more. ;;;;;; thank you for writing and sharing.
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