➼ beach

@✿ m. yoongi Zero concern for the snacks she had crushed crossed her mind, save for the chips she was still munching on. Savory butter and sweet honey morphed together deliciously on her taste buds, the perfect companion to their outing and stories of past figures. "Wow.. imagine actually witnessing the trees and rocks dancing." Her nose scrunched up at the vision formed in her mind. Certainly, she would think she's gone mad.

Her lower lip then pushed out at his disappointing revelation. A frown now adorned her features, directed at the night sky as if it deliberately hid the Lyre constellation from her view. "Aw.." Mina didn't let it dampen her mood, though. She nudged her shoulder with his, thoughtful gaze returning to the sky. "Show me another one then."

@✿ k. mina Seeing her smile was worth the little white lie and he laughed out loud seeing her roll about giddily, only wincing internally a little when she crushed the chocolate into the comforter. He'd get the stains out eventually and a little smear was nothing compared to her grinning up at him proud and full of happiness.

He listened carefully to her retelling, nodding along as she spoke. "That's right," he settled onto his back, hands tucked under his head. "He was the son of Calliope, one of the nine muses. In some stories it was Apollo who gave him his first lyre and his singing and playing was so beautiful that even the trees and rocks moved about him in dance."

He cast his eyes up, trying to find the Lyre constellation for her and pursed his lips when he couldn't. "I don't think it's out tonight."

@✿ m. yoongi Mina had gotten it right somehow, and his affirmation brought the widest grin to her face, just glowing from his affection. Naturally she has to celebrate, and so she did a little roll in giddiness, crushing over the snacks but not caring for them one bit. "I think I may be a genius," she mused with glee when she came to a stop right by his side, grinning up at him.

Returning to her space, she resumed her position, chin propped on her palm. "The story just really stood out to me. I think his name was Orpheus? When he found his wife's dead body he played a tune so heart wrenching that the Gods took pity on him and allowed him to fetch Eurydice from the Underworld. But he failed right at the end and it's just- gah. So unnecessarily tragic."

With a dramatic sigh, she slumped her cheek on her palm, eyes casting upwards. The stars twinkled and blinked back at her, as if listening along to her brief retelling.

@✿ k. mina It was amusing, watching her try to find Jupiter’s star and he was almost about to point it to her again when it appeared she’d found it. A wave of pride washed over him mixed with giddy relief. He had always put Mina first, a habit that would not change for the world, yet it was nice to have her taking part in one of his interests.

He blinked, once, twice, stunned at her answer. I’m truth his favourite constellation was Orion, for the three freckles across his waist that matched the location of each star in its belt. But Mina’s determination, the glittering joy in her eyes had him wanting to change that to please her. He couldn’t find it in himself the tell her she was wrong and if being right would make her happy the Lyra constellation would become his favourite.

“Yeah… that’s the one.” He smiled back at her, eyes soft and full of affection. “I’m not sure if it’s out tonight but we can try to find it.”

@✿ m. yoongi At his direction, she leaned forward and peered up at the sky. Her eyes narrowed into slits as she tried to pinpoint the aforementioned planet. To the untrained eye, all the stars twinkling against the massive dark canvas of the night sky looked more or less the same. But upon further peering, and a stretched silence from her side, Mina could confidently say that she could point out Jupiter if quizzed.

"Ooh, let me guess what it is." Determined, her features scrunched up in concentration. Forehead creased in the middle, lips pinched to the side, cheeks squished from her palms pushing into them. Mina recalled reading about the myth behind a constellation in one of her novels. The musician was supposed to walk out of the Underworld without looking back. He had managed right until the end of the path, where he faltered and looked back to his wife, condemning her to eternal Hell. "Uh.. the name is just on the tip of my tongue..."

Mina snapped her fingers a few times, squeezing her memory, until finally the name popped up. "Lyra! Is that it? Is that your favorite?" She looked at him with triumph, certain that she had made the right guess.

@✿ k. mina Honey butter chips, of course, he chuckled to himself, shuffling down to mirror her position, chin propped up in his palm. "Yeah, I got super into stargazing for a while when I couldn't sleep. I still have my telescope tucked away somewhere." He reached for the strawberry laces, opening up the packet and placing one of the stringy sweets between his teeth, dangling out between his lips.

"See that bright orangey-yellow star over there? That's Jupiter. It's brighter than all the others and you can only see it from September to October usually, but it shines all night." He couldn't keep the excitement off his face. It was an old hobby, but one that still brought him joy whenever he got to talk about it and he was more than happy to explain it all to Mina if she was willing to indulge him. "Want me to show you my favourite constellation?"

@✿ m. yoongi Mina's grin didn't falter, face completely void of guilt for having worried Yoongi. Although she did catch his mutters, prompting her to watch his back with a little frown and scrunch of her nose. But the grudge is quickly forgotten in favor of joining him in the blankets. Mina perched on the edge and rubbed the sand off her feet before crawling further in, making herself comfortable amidst the blankets and pillows.

Her hands were already reaching for a packet of honey butter chips. She hummed as she pulled the tab open, mulling over the choices. "Oh! Do you really know all the constellations?" She inquired curiously as she propped herself up on an elbow. The chips were laid between them, propped up and folded back for easier access to the savory sweet goods within the foil packaging.

@✿ k. mina Hearing her sweet laugh drew up a deep sigh of relief he couldn’t keep off his face, his brow relaxing into a smooth state of peace. He smiled back, and playfully nudged her arm with his elbow. “Don’t scare me like that.” He shook his head and tutted softly, calling her a little terror under his breath and reached into the truck to pull back to blankets making a space for Mina to sit before shuffling off his shoes and climbing in himself.

The blankets were thick and warm and wrapped in a cream cover he was only now hoping would remain stain free. Yoongi pulled them over his legs, careful not to jostle the snacks too much and wiggled into the pillow behind his back. “We have the moon, the stars, the waves and all these goodies.” Turning to her he grinned, smile wide and eyes crinkled. “Which one should we have first?”

@✿ m. yoongi "No- Yoongi-" His concern and worry brought forth an abrupt laugh from Mina. She patted his back and pulled back just enough so he could see the smile on her face, an expression that better showcased her gratitude and appreciation.

"I love it all, silly. You know I sometimes cry when I'm happy. I'm weird like that," she joked lightly at the end, trying to alleviate his sunken mood. "Seriously, thank you. I can't wait to gorge on everything and ruin my diet with you," she grinned, nudging her head at the snacks and sweets waiting in the trunk, a sin on their own when eaten way past midnight.

@✿ k. mina "Yeah, I know it's not much, I just thought why not make the most of it and bring the indoors outdoors." Yoongi shrugged, shoving his hands in his pockets. It wasn't a big deal for him, if anything, he was worried he done too little. Maybe he hadn't packed enough treats. Maybe Mina had wanted to go somewhere else that wasn't the beach. Or maybe he had gone overboard, but he /knew/ she loved being spoiled and wouldn't take his actions for granted.

The frown on her face was the last thing he'd expected to see and his heart sank despite her words of appreciation.

"Mina? Are you alright? I'm sorry, I didn't-" He reached out for her gingerly, dipping his head a little so he could look into her face and noticed the shininess of her eyes. Immediately, concern flooded his expression and knitted his brows together, making her cry wasn't on the agenda, his job was to make her smile and keep her safe not be the cause of any upset. Opening up his arms, he brought her into his embrace and tucked her head into his neck.

"I'm sorry Mina, I didn't mean to upset you." His cheek pressed against the top of her head, one hand stroking up and down her back in a gentle rhythm. "You had me worried, this was the least I could do to make you feel better."

@✿ m. yoongi Mina knew their little routine well. When he brought his hand near she tilted her chin, then scrunched her nose cutely and shook her head lightly as he scratched her chin. It was silly and adorable, adorably silly you might say. But Mina loved playing along anyway, as this was one of his many ways of showing his affection. And who doesn't love being doted on? The rounds of her cheeks became pronounced even more with the width of her grin, a carefree giggle filling the space between them.

Throughout the ride, the passing scenery held her attention. She watched as the city dissolved in the background and the concrete road gradually turn into sand. When he climbed out of the truck, she followed closely, ditching her phone and shoes. Smooth sand squished between her toes as she basked in the sea breeze. The lull of the waves eased her into peace; her body swayed with the pull and push of the waves, as if she were one with it

The click of the trunk being opened snapped her out of her lull. A soft gasp left her lips at the elaborate setup he had prepared, feet taking her to stand beside him. "You prepared all of this after I texted you?" she blinked at him, in disbelief. Yoongi was no stranger to meeting her every whim, but this was on another level entirely. Nothing moved Mina greater than someone going above and beyond just to make her happy. Her heart squeezed; not from heartbreak, but from the knowledge of being so loved. Emotions pulled her soft facial features into a sad frown. She thought she might even cry a little.

"This is perfect... Thank you, Yoongi."

@✿ k. mina He tapped his fingers against the steering wheel, taking in the sound of tires on tarmac and the wind rushing past the windows. Driving was a past time he loved, especially at night while the rest of the world was asleep for the stillness it brought but it was always better with company. And as the city disappeared behind them he knew he'd drive Mina anywhere she wanted if asked.

"Of course, you've been super good." With a laugh he took a hand and tickled under her chin, cooing like he would with a cat to . He was actually in the middle of his work and had put off finishing to meet her. Not that she needed to know that, not yet at least. Some people might say his level of devotion was over the top, but he couldn't help it. In some ways Mina was all he had and felt somewhat responsible for her wellbeing and happiness.

It wasn't long before they arrived at the beach, backing the truck up into a parking spot overlooking the moonlit waves cresting and breaking across the sand. "I know it's cold, but I promise you we aren't going down into the water. I just like coming here to listen to the waves sometimes and thought maybe, you would like to as well?"

Getting out of the truck he opened up the trunk and the row of fairy lights he had hooked up along the roof. Beneath, gently illuminated by the twinkling was a collection of neatly stacked pillows and blankets made up into a makeshift bed and settled in the middle of it all, Mina's favourite sweets and snacks.

"I downloaded a couple movies to my tablet too in case you wanted to watch anything while we were out here or maybe I could point out the constellations to you?" He rubbed his neck, awkward. "I've brought some other bits with me too if you don't want to do that."

@✿ m. yoongi With the way Yoongi was building up their trip, there was no way Mina wouldn't be excited. Where could it be, she wondered. The beach? But it's so cold at night, they wouldn't be wading out into the waters would they? Or perhaps he's taking her to the hill overlooking the city, so they could admire the vibrant city landscape. So many possibilities, she couldn't keep still.

"Oooh, I am? Have I been good enough for you?" she grinned, cheekiness on max. If there was one thing she loved to do, then it would be teasing Yoongi. His exasperated reactions always amuses her, and he never actually pulls through with his "threats". Bonus points: no matter how bratty she could be, he would still spoil her rotten. Perhaps Mina has taken advantage of this before, just one or two times (nothing that she doesn't pay forward, of course).

That being said, although Mina liked to make fun of him, she cared for him greatly. Yoongi has been a constant in her life for as long as she knew, and his presence is akin to an unmoving rock in the throes of life. One of few people she could always rely on no matter what.

@✿ k. mina He waited patiently for her to enter the vehicle, trying not to laugh when she squinted her eyes and took her time. She reminded him of his cat Muesli, small, cute, probably fluffy if she had fur, a little apprehensive but bubbly and sweet. It’s probably why he liked her so much and why he tolerated her shenanigans.

“It’s not too far out, the drive won’t be long but we are leaving the city?” Her bright eyes and excited expression were all the confirmation Yoongi needed to know she was going to love what he had planned and a small part of him felt a sweet sense of smug satisfaction. With a turn of the key the truck hummed to life, the engine humming gently and sending vibrations throughout the seats as they pulled away from the curb and onto the road.

“I’m not saying you’re going to be spoiled, but you’re definitely going to be spoiled. And I promise to bring you back home as soon as you’re ready to leave.”

@✿ m. yoongi "Geez." Her nose crinkled at his evasion, eyes narrowing as she watched him round the truck. Various scenarios flashed through her mind in a split second. Yoongi isn't a kidnapper, as far she knew. Not that her family was well off enough to guarantee a comfy ransom to begin with. She was just a florist in her grandmother's quaint little flower shop after all.

Eventually, she decided that her trust in Yoongi proved that she wouldn't need to bust out any self defense moves on him. Excitement for the upcoming spontaneous trip bubbled inside her and spilled as she bounced on her heels, following him in through the passenger's side.

"Fiiine," she relented, and then immediately after shifted so her upper body was facing him, her arms crossed and chin resting on her palm, her eyes alight with curious mischief. "Is it far from here?"

@✿ k. mina He gave her a moment to dress, watching amusedly as she fumbled with the clothing until she found a style she was more comfortable with. There wasn't much of a height different between them, around 4 inches, 5 at a stretch, but it was cute seeing his hoodie drown someone other than himself.

His lips pulled up into a cheeky smirk at the question and he tapped his nose before circling round to the drivers side of the truck. Mina would have to wait to get the answer to that question.

"Hop in, I promise to make it worth your while." He climbed in, making himself comfortable in the warmth, protected from the breeze behind the safety of the truck door. "Since you called me out here, I think it's fair I pick the location."

@✿ m. yoongi "Thank you~" she sing songed, and pulled the hoodie over her head. It may be old and frayed, but it still smelled like him, and she inhaled deeply as her head passed through the neckline. Her arms pushed through the sleeves next, and after a moment's consideration, decided to pull her hair out too from its trap around her neck.

"Where are we going?" she asked whilst busy pulling the sleeves over her hands, patting the bunched fabric below her elbows. The new style didn't last long though⁠—the night chill bit onto her exposed skin, and a moment later she was pulling the sleeves back down until her hands are hidden within the fabric, tucked into fists. Done with her self hassle, she looked up at him expectantly, eyes round.

@✿ k. mina Yoongi tutted a little at the text and pocketed his phone, shoving his hands deep in his pockets to keep them warm. For someone who claimed to be feeling stuffy all cooped up inside, she sure was surprised by his efficiency. He half hoped Mina wasn't up there trying to make herself up. He didn't care what she looked like, she was good company when she wasn't pushing his buttons.

Finding a place to park hadn't been difficult and he was only half regretting leaving the warmth of his truck to wait. Thankfully Mina didn't keep him waiting long, and he struggled to bite back the smile forming on his lips. He cleared his throat gently and reached in through the open window to grab the hoodie off the seat.

"Here, put this on and we'll get going." It was old, fabric worn and frayed around the sleeves. "I want to take you somewhere."

@✿ m. yoongi With that one text, she was instantly up on her feet, hustling around the room to look for a pair of sweatpants to battle the chilly night. Pausing at her mirror, she briefly considered dabbing a little makeup to cover her eyebags, but eventually trashed the thought. Yoongi wouldn't expect her to be in evening gown attire anyway.

The house was quiet as she tiptoed to the front door. Her grandma, although a night owl like herself, was already sound asleep. Grandma Kang wouldn't miss Mina for the probably few hours she would be gone anyway. From the front door to the gate, she passed through the garden sandwiching the narrow path. Pulling the gate door a smidge, she peeked through, and a grin brightened her features when she saw Yoongi waiting by his truck. "Hey!" After a little wave, she slipped her entire body through the gate and pulled it close behind her with a soft clang, locking it back in place through a slim opening.

@✿ k. mingyu Yes, Mingyu's leopard suit was blinding to the eye. Why would of all places in a normal, casual setting would he wear that thing? Giving the taller male a scan from head to toe, Changkyun suppressed the urge to gag at the adorning look his friend was giving him. Why did he look so intrigued? Flustered? Enthralled? He couldn't say for sure but that gaze he was receiving gave him a shudder down his spine.

"Never. In your life. Say that to me again." He responded in a high-pitched voice quite fitting to his character. Taking a gander out into the ocean, he wobbles down the boardwalk in his heels like a newborn fawn taking his first steps out into the world. "So... Where is the lady of the hour?" Changkyun never really slowed his pace, he just kept walking to create a distance so he doesn't have to look the country bumpkin in the eyes for the rest of the evening. "Your jealous ex.." He continued. He couldn't really see an individual girl on the planes of the sand, just couples. The thought was an itch in the back of his neck and he couldn't tell for sure if this meeting was legit or just a set up.

@✿ j. kiyong it's like a switch: one look down at her lap and a smile is plastered on her face that could rival the brightness of the moon watching beneath them. getting bread has always been her favorite, and someone handing it for free makes it even more appetizing to her. so, with much enthusiasm, she grabs it and places it under her nose, trying to take a sniff of it even with the packaging still covering it.

"thank you," she replies. "i could already imagine the struggle you had to face to get this for me." her tone is half-teasing, and the simper on her brims just makes it even more evident; still, her words are genuine. after placing the bread on her lap again, she unfolds the blanket and looks at him once more, offering the other end to him so they could place it over their legs. "would you like to share? you brought a big one and i don't plan on having you freeze to death. at least not today."

@✿ i. changkyun Clad in a leopard pattern suit, the fabric clung onto Mingyu’s skin like a glove with seams probing into the crevices of his joints. It itched and the brown color made him look like a standing . It was embarrassing, to say the least, and out of his normal attire, hell, it didn’t even match the setting they were in at all, but he was on a mission to prove to his ex that years of separation has made him a mature man capable of leading a great life outside of the farm. And if a leopard suit did that, then he was going to wear it. “You think you look ridiculous, I look like Dejun,” Mingyu replies, albeit incredulously, at his pal’s fuming words.

As he follows Changkyun onto the deck, black locks blow with the breeze and caress his face with their thick strands, and in between broken tresses, bright maroon glistens against the sun with its gleam, illuminating plump lips that belong to the shorter male. Has his friend always had such kissable lips? Slowly, his gaze lowers to the padded s, and though fake, the skip of his heart definitely could not distinguish the difference. Mingyu was in awe once he finally laid eyes on Changkyun and the sight took his breath away. Was he checking the dude out? Gross. After battling the mortification, he takes note of the blue cardigan and white blouse and concludes that Changkyun looks like a bruise. A bruised was what they were. Why didn't they communicate their outfits beforehand? Immediately, Mingyu scrambles for a compliment, overcompensating for his part as his friend already took a lot of damage to his own ego, “You look beautiful, Chanmi…” Red tints his cheeks once the words leave his mouth, and though in pain, he feigns a smile paired with an outstretched hand.

@✿ k. mingyu "I look absolutely ing ridiculous." The cross-dressing male seethed underneath his breath as he fixed the padded bra with each palm. Changkyun— No, Chanmi, had the lipstick, and the long black wig, he was even provided stockings as an option to sell the point of his disguise. Getting into character wasn't a problem. However, the client was a different story. When Mingyu, his old friend from the countryside selected him for the objective of getting his ex-girlfriend to leave him alone, he initially thought he was joking. Changkyun was standing by the boardwalk in a blue cardigan and white blouse as the old wood creaked underneath his three-inch heels and he still thought Mingyu was ing joking.

@✿ j. chaeyeon and silence greets them, enough to ignite his mind to fabricate a series of questions, fast talk style. is she okay? was it a bad joke? it continues. but he knows better than to drown in assumptions on the first day of meeting someone new. listening to his inner taylor swift, he shakes it off with an unfaltering smile, grabbing the blanket situated to his right with a single custard bun resting atop. handing it to the female, or more so dumping it on her lap, he hums.

"here. lucky you, i was trying to look for them earlier but that's the last one from the store." he speaks, searching through his things only to pull out a bag of almond nuts. he wasn't that hungry after all. face lit with content, his gaze shifts up front. his fingers dive into the bag, fishing for a piece that disappears in a millisecond. and though he tries not to show it, he hopes for her to speak soon before his mind goes kaboom.

Parked his bike on the road, Bible hopped off and ordered 5 bottle of beers before settled himself on an empty bean bag. No one was crazy enough to stay under the mighty sun 2 PM noon, but make Bible an exception. Taking off his shirt before grabbed on a bottle and chugged it off as if there's no tomorrow

@✿ j. kiyong to be quite honest, chaeyeon didn't expect to see him smiling at her or even be accommodating when he offers the available spot next to him; because while she wasn't one to judge a character by the way they talk online, he'd done nothing but scold her or make jabs at her whenever he gets the chance, nevermind that they barely knew each other or were aware of the other's existence 36 hours ago. this made his actions become a bit jarring to her, body moving robotically as she takes the offered spot, her tote bag of wondrous necessities for the night falling on her lap.

with legs stretched out ahead of her, far shorter beside his, she notes, silence is her only answer. her lips purse, pucker and pout in alternation, eyes squinted towards a lone boat that sails and braves the unforgiving waves. when she does find something to say, it's a short two-word apology, the long excuse just at the tip of her tongue.

@✿ j. chaeyeon his eyes are fixated on the ebb and flow of waves crashing along the shore. and the breeze, cold and gentle, does its fair share of keeping him awake, also coaxing his tense muscles to ease. while it holds true that he offered company to an ever-so-eager reaper, this is what he came for. an escape of his own, hoping to drown the onslaught of notions before his own sanity fades. he leans back, arms supporting his weight, tiers displaying the most serene smile he's had in a while.

that serenity was cut short by that tap on his shoulder. with a swift turn, semi-spooked, he finally meets the menace beyond the endless funeral offers, chaeyeon. shoulders relaxing, he shakes his head, lips curved upwards nonetheless. "Hi there. i was beginning to think you'd leave me here freezing on my own. c'mere.". he taps the space beside him.

@✿ j. kiyong chaeyeon lied when she said that she was colorblind, but her eyesight is truly her enemy when it came to spotting certain things - or, in this case, a person - from afar. it even took her about five minutes of squinting and cursing before she finally found the 'kiyong' who volunteered to accompany her tonight, greeted with broad shoulders and a seemingly tall stature that had her thinking: 'would he fit in the midnight blue coffin we have at the warehouse? mm, i should ask for his measurements... without him finding out why, of course! he did say that i'm not allowed to think about the business today. sigh.'

crouching behind him as he sat quietly on the mat he probably brought with him, she taps him on the shoulder and leans forward, blowing hot air near his ear and whispering a quiet 'boo!'.