The Flower Boy

SEOKJIN: When should I be at your house? I’m so excited, aren’t you? :)
Ugh. I really regret giving Seokjin that ticket so he could come to the amusement park with us, but I knew I wanted to see us having fun before I left.
Wonwoo woke up extra early on Sunday, the day we were going to the theme park. Rushing into our room, Wonwoo climbed onto my bed like an excited puppy.
“Come on Noona! Today’s the day! If we get in early we can skip the rush!” He excitedly and loudly gasped out as he was trying to the peel my bed sheets back. Resisting for a while, I gave up and laid down in defeat letting the morning cold hit me as my sheets flew off me.
“Can you be quiet! Seungcheol is still sleeping!” I said sitting up slowly crossing my arms and staring Wonwoo down until he sat quietly on my bed with a look of innocence.
“Nope, i’m awake,” Seungcheol sleepily said into his pillow as he rolled over in his bed. I was always so intrigued by how perfect Seungcheol woke up like. His hair messy, but it never looked ugly on him. Meanwhile, my hair looked like a tornado hit the place. I found waking up next to him wasn’t the best on my self-esteem.
“I guess we should get up,” I said lazily pulling my messy self out of bed one foot at a time.
“Yay! I’ve already started cooking the bacon Noona!” Wonwoo leaped off my bed and skipped to the kitchen. As the scent of bacon indeed cooking, I woke up a bit, and my eyes opened properly too. Seungcheol stood up next to me as I had just got out of bed. I looked to my side to see him rubbing his eyes, “sorry about Wonwoo.”
“No it’s okay! I get he’s excited, I am too,” Seungcheol said shaking his head softly and blinking at me slowly. I smiled a little at him just feeling glad he was here but before long, I found myself staring into his eyes again. I quickly turned my head and walked away with my heart beating too fast for having just gotten up. I think I knew secretly within myself, that Seungcheol was becoming a very important person to me, but I couldn’t let anything go further. It would only hurt more later on.

I opened up the door and with one step outside I was met with his stupid smiling face. I sighed as I looked him up and down, "Seokjin I told you we’d meet you at the bus stop.”
“I know, but I was just excited was all.” Seungcheol and Wonwoo stepped outside the house as well and closed the door. A long silence started between us all as the three of us stared at Seokjin, while Seokjin looked confused at Seungcheol and I. I didn’t even realise that I hadn’t told Seokjin Seungcheol was staying at my house. I mean it’s none of his business anyway.
“Let’s get going! We’ll miss the bus otherwise,” I said changing the subject and walking past Seokjin and down the sidewalk.
“Wonah! Wait up!” I heard Seokjin’s voice from behind me as I walked away from the awkward situation.

“Wonwoo is a handsome name.”
“What?”
“I mean you’re only twelve but when you’re older it’ll suit your age, don’t worry.”
“I… wasn’t…”
I started to laugh under my breath at the weird conversation going on behind me. On the bus to the theme park, Seungcheol and I sat together while my brother had the difficult job of sitting next to Seokjin for an entire bus ride. Seungcheol turned from looking out the window to look at me confused a little. I met his eyes before subtly pointing up to Wonwoo and Seokjin behind us. He nodded slowly agreeing without words to eavesdrop with me.
“I’m going to give you a nickname,” Seokjin said making it worse, but also making me cover my mouth from the surprise, a smile hiding underneath. Seungcheol starting to smile along with me.
“I, don’t need a nickname Seokjin.” I could just hear the awkwardness coming through my brother’s voice so clearly.
“I’m going to call you Wonton!” At this point I started laughing out loud, so loud the most of the bus turned to look at me with confused looks. I covered my mouth seeing the reactions of the people, especially because Seungcheol was now laughing at me. It was so sad yet so enjoyable to laugh. As annoying as Seokjin was, he was sometimes… kinda funny. I’d miss that about him.

As soon as we got into the place, it was pretty packed. We made our way out through the larger crowd by the stage, and like a mother I did a head count of the four of us. “Noona, can you please let go of my hand, i’m twelve,” Wonwoo said bringing my attention to his hand I was apparently holding. It’s been such a habit when he was little, I’d forgotten about it till now. “Sorry Wonwoo,” I let go embarrassed because I was in front of Seungcheol and Seokjin acting like a mother to this obviously dependant boy. “So umm, how do you want to do this?” I pose to the three boys, “In pairs? All together?”
“I’ll be with Wonah,” Seokjin immediately replied grabbing my arm smiling idiotically. I looked up at him unimpressed but not really surprised. “Let’s go on the ferris wheel!” Without warning and pointing like a 6-year old boy in a candy shop, he dragged me along to the ferris wheel line. I looked back while running at Seungcheol and Wonwoo laughing at me.
Finally on the ride, it started out with me staring out the window to look at the view, and Seokjin staring me, smiling.I could feel his stare burning a hole in my face, so I gave up and looked at him with an eyebrow raised and my arms folded.
“So when were you going to tell me about Seungcheol staying at your place?” He finally spilled out crossing his arms defensively as well.
“Never, if possible.” Turning my head back to looking out the window.
“When are you going to trust me?” He said slightly whining about my ability to trust.
“When you stop confessing and start being my friend,” I said honestly.
“I was always your friend!” He said offended as he uncrossed his arms and sat up.
I looked back at him seeing his stupidly cute face blinking offendedly. I smile broke out on my face and I uncrossed my arms, tucking my head down to my lap so he couldn’t see the smile. “You’re a real idiot Seokjin.”
As my smile grew into a laugh, Seokjin joined me too without question to why I was laughing. I would miss this too. The stupid random talks we had. Sure I didn’t like him more than a friend but that never stopped me from liking him at all ever again. I still liked the weirdo.

The day flew by as me and Seokjin rode coasters. Surprisingly, he was really scared on them, and I had to hold his hand the entire time. Never being very scared by roller coasters, I laughed at Seokjin throughout the rides, and for the first time Seokjin got tired of me, and decided to swap partners. For the evening part of the day, Seungcheol and I spent time together. It was bitter sweet. We mostly went on calmer rides, except for the water ride, and walked the rest of the time.

Finding a quiet bridge, Seungcheol stood by the railing still talking about the ride we’d just been on. I looked up to the pitch black sky as I heard small bangs go off. “Seungcheol look,” I tapped Seungcheol’s shoulder and gestured to the illuminating bursts of colour against the black sky. One by one, they went off, Seungcheol and I leaning up against the railing over the river in silence. Some of the fireworks in a formation, some not. “They’re so beautiful,” I gasped out looking at a flower shaped one made with pink sparks of light.
“You know what else is beautiful?” Seungcheol said looking over to me. I took my eyes off the fireworks to look at him, immediately feeling my heart race as his sparkling eyes reflected the fireworks.
“What?” I said in almost a whisper. I was hoping he wouldn’t say me because it would be cheesy, but at the same time I wanted him to say exactly that.
“Me,” a smile spread across his face cheekily. I smile grew on my face at his cheesiness. I playfully shoved his arm next to me away, to which he stumbled a little before rebounding back even closer to me. Our upper arms against each other on the railing, my heart raced even more. “Do you like me?” He said out of the blue, escalating the state of my heart even further. I dared not to look into his big doe eyes and kept my eyes on the still water underneath us.
“Uhh… yes, but not like, love- but like I don’t hate you… that came out wrong,” I stuttered as I looked into the river, shifting my weight nervously from one foot to the other. I could hear Seungcheol laughing at me awkwardness, which grew the colour on my cheeks to a bright pink. Luckily the light from the day had almost all past.
“Wonah, I think you know how I feel about you which means you’ve had time to think about me already,” he said in soft voice, pressing his arm against playfully.
“I’ve had time, but it didn’t seem like enough,” I said muttering in the direction of the water still. Seungcheol turned so his side was against the railing, so he could face me.
“Wonah, your beauty doesn’t compare to the other girls at school, i’m sure you don’t think that but you don’t,” his voice turning serious as he started to confess. I knew I had to face him sooner or later, and not to face him saying all these things about me seemed impolite. So I turned to face him as he did to me. As soon as I found his eyes I got lost in them. It wasn’t that he had beautiful eyes, but more so that they told me exactly what he was thinking. He didn’t hide himself from others the way stereotypical teenagers would to fit in. He knew being himself was alright… that and he is pretty cute. "You are so beautiful Wonah, and no makeup or dressing up will ever bring out your beauty any more than it already does without that all,” confessing his hands found mine and he held them softly in each of his hands, all while his eyes were focussed on my eyes. I wanted to cry a little then. No one had ever expressed beauty in such a way that it seemed so familiar to me. That maybe I was beautiful, but no one had let me see that. I knew I couldn’t accept his confession. It’s already too late.
“Seungcheol-ah, I-“ I start before being cut off by him cutting the gap between us. His eyes on mine, and mine on his, he kissed me softly. Both our eyes slowly closing and melting into the soothing sensation as he kisses me softly again. THUMP! Suddenly his lips were gone from mine. I opened my eyes to see Seokjin with fists of Seungcheol’s shirt in his hands as he leaned him over the railing slightly.

Notes

FORGIVE ME FOR I HAVE SINNED!!!
A WHOLE WEEK FOR AN UPDATE?! WHAT KIND OF AUTHOR AM I?!
Well this chapter isn't much in terms of character development but I hope you enjoy!
Only a few chapters left now with Wonah leaving.... or is she?! MUAHA sorry
kay baiii