#this is such a rollercoaster on the sweet and sour memory lane

[momomikan]

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— summary: you've said, time and time again, that there's nothing going on between you and changkyun. seems, though, you're the only ones that think that way.

— pairing: changkyun x reader, minhyuk x reader (platonic).

— au: not friends to lovers.

— genre: fluff, some angst (if you squint?).

— word count: 939.

— song: better — khalid.

— a/n: my gift for @svtxsoju, using the prompt #33 from this list. it's the first peek into the "loverboy" universe, coming soon!

You’re sure time feels different when it’s spent around Changkyun.

It feels as light as a leaf on a stream, as powerful as a strike of lightning. It passes by quickly, sometimes way too quick to savor; and it passes by slowly, almost slow enough for you to touch. It feels like the rush that comes from tempting fate and savoring limits, like the sudden drop of a rollercoaster; and it feels like a deja vu that produces the dreamiest tenderness. It’s warm, hot against your skin like a hug under the midday sun; and it’s cool, fresh like the rain that finally came with summer.

Time spent with Changkyun is an experience that requires constant discovery as much as it’s a walk down memory lane, touch igniting a fire that, time after time, threatens to consume you. Bit by bit, completely and mercilessly, burning down to the depths of your soul. It’s mouthwatering, the way he makes you feel like the biggest prize yet to be won and his most carefully guarded treasure at the same time; making sure to trail every inch of your skin while never telling you exactly how he feels.

You’ve never needed him to, anyways, because, even now, you’re not completely sure about the way you feel about him. Still, even if you were, you’re not sure you’d ever tell him.

Part of what came with Changkyun feeling like a dream was not knowing if he was real. Not knowing if he would stay, or simply fade into yet another memory the moment you allowed yourself to dream of everything that could be. And even if it hurt knowing he wasn’t completely there, thinking of him not being there at all always hurt the most.

“I’m glad you convinced him to come,” Minhyuk says, voice breaking you out from your thoughts. “I’m pretty sure Kihyun and I asked him like 500 times before he left the group chat and blocked our numbers. We live with him, though.”

It snaps you back to reality, and you see Changkyun standing near, back turned to you, eyes set on the breaking waves. His hair, longer than the last time you saw him, is rustled by the breeze, and his hands are nestled deep in the pockets of his hoodie. He doesn’t move, but your heart is beating a thousand beats per second by the mere thought of him ever turning around. Of locking eyes with you.

“I did not convince him,” you answer, rolling your eyes when Minhyuk sets his eyes on his friend. “Maybe your bathroom post-it notes got to him in the end. Gotta applaud you for your patience.”

“He literally never read those. He said he was coming the minute you said you were too, but if you want to call it a coincidence, I’ll just go along with it.”

“We’re not even friends, Minhyuk,” you try, shaking your head as the boy chews, loudly, on a bunch of sour skittles. “He’s your best friend, he obviously came for you. And Kihyun, and his bank account. And… probably also Hyungwon’s special lattes.”

“No one drinks Hyungwon’s lattes unless they want to solve an indigestion issue, really,” Minhyuk laughs, shaking the bag of sweets as if offering some. You don’t accept, no doubt they’re Ivy’s, and you’d very much rather not be an accomplice of Minhyuk stealing his partner’s sweets. “And come on, I’m not stupid. I’ve seen the way you look at each other, and though cute, it’s DISGUSTINGLY obvious.”

“We don’t look at each other in any particular way,” you try to retort, but know it’s not really amounting to anything the moment he lets out a laugh. “Hey, really. We get together to study sometimes, and I see him whenever he tags along when you visit Ivy. I don’t even have his number saved.”

“But Ivy told me he texts you everyday!”

“Ivy tells you everything, don’t they?” You say, laughing when Minhyuk smiles at the thought of his partner, and you’re sure that you’re doomed if the look in your eyes when thinking of Changkyun is even remotely similar to Minhyuk’s when thinking of Ivy. “Okay, okay, you win. I have him saved, but I won’t tell you as what.”

“That’s for you to know, and hopefully, for me to never find out,” he says, laughing with you.

You’re not sure if it’s your laugh, or Minhyuk’s, or just him breaking out of his own daze, but Changkyun turns back to look at you. He raises one of his hands, previously in his pocket, into a greeting, and finally smiles when you return it. And it shakes you down to your core, because he smiles wholeheartedly, and carefree, and if you weren’t too afraid to admit your own feelings for him, perhaps you’d even say he smiles at you with something much stronger than a simple friendship.

“See, that’s what I mean,” Minhyuk says next to you. He looks over at you from the corner of his eye, smirking as he begins to walk away. His back is turned to you, but his words are still as clear as they can be. “You make him happy. I’ve never seen him smile like that with anyone before.”

So you smile back, stomach in a whirl that feels like butterflies setting flight, letting you ground yourself into the present moment while the entire world around you disappears. In that moment, there’s only you, and Changkyun, and the sea. He’s there, with you, and somehow, it feels like he’s there to stay.

You’ll wait for him, staring into the ocean as you do.