❛ amusement park

@jung sungchan。 It wasn't as bad the second time around, or at least that's what Wonbin would have liked to believe. Fortunately for him, Sungchan's presence did wonders in making the ride much less scary — the occasional pat on his head, warm fingertips patting his tears dry — it reminded him that he hadn't passed out.

The second loop happens in a blur, and Wonbin found himself staring idly into space as the ride finally slowed to a stop back at the loading platform. The people getting off the ride break out in post-adrenaline chatter, while he's quiet and rigid even as he hops off the cart, his hand still balled into a fist in Sungchan's sleeve.

Wonbin takes a moment or two to compose himself, letting some much needed air into his lungs. "Yeah... never again," he declares to himself, a shaky chuckle leaving him as the fear slowly subsides.

He blinks himself back to earth, looking up at Sungchan with a more relaxed smile when he's finally gotten ahold of himself.

"So... where next?"

@park wonbin。 "hooooo," sungchan exclaimed as the cart took a dive, feeling his heart race in his ears at the rush of adrenaline it gave him. he laughs and hoots a few more times, each time much quieter than before as he laughs again, watching as the ride continues as normal after they exit the first drop.

he turns to wonbin now, who was curled into him much like a scared kitten and gently reaches to pat the raven haired boy on the top of his head. his own head tilts downwards, trying to look at wonbin's countenance even through the rocky ride with a gentle smile.

"hey, we're almost done! we made it past the first one already. don't cry now, beautiful," sungchan gently chides, reaching a finger to slide against the wet corners of the other's eye as the cart cruises along its curvy track.

@jung sungchan。 All the screaming seemed to drown out Wonbin's thoughts entirely, the cold wind hitting his face doing nothing to soothe him the higher they went. He was aware that Sungchan was laughing at him, but at that moment, the older's voice and the warmth of his hand was all that kept Wonbin from passing out right then and there. Heck, they weren't even at the top of it yet and he could barely function. He starts to wonder if he'll genuinely survive the shock of the drop.

He hears another click somewhere beneath him, and his grip grows increasingly tighter on the other's sleeve. Wonbin barely hears anything else when the ride descends, prompting a brief showcase of his lung capacity as he felt his heart sink to the pit of his stomach.

The scream doesn't last long either, his throat suddenly dry. Instead, Wonbin resorts to burying his face into Sungchan's shoulder, curling into his side as far as the safety belt would let him.

He could've sworn he could feel his eyes watering slightly, but he does nothing more than cling onto the older for dear life.

@park wonbin。 the younger's determination surprises him despite him already expecting it, what with wonbin's ego being made of steel. though, he couldn't help but feel a little proud, that the latter had chosen to get on the ride with him despite refusing for his life when they went on the t-express as a group the other day.

he thanked the worker with a small smile, turning to the younger male who looked like he had his life out as the mechanism clicked into place. sungchan laughed at the other's expression, wanting to say something when the worker's excited announcement came through the speakers and drowned out his voice. he could only purse his lips and holler along to the rest of the crowd.

sungchan's attention is reeled back to wonbin when the latter spoke, the frantic hands grabbing at him causing him to laugh at how ticklish it felt. he reaches a soothing palm over to wonbin's thigh, giggling and whooping in excitement before their gazes meet.

"too late now!" he raises his voice to speak over the noise in the theme park, beaming at the other despite his despair. "i'll treat you to something nice after this. you can pick."

sungchan stares off into the distance as the ride ascends its path. the excited screaming from the passengers slowly fades as the cart slows upon reaching the first loop. he finds himself holding his breath, looking to wonbin with his lips pressed into a thin line and his nose scrunched.

"let's goooo," he exclaims, laughing as the ride descends.

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@jung sungchan。 To say Wonbin was nervous would be an understatement. But he believed he'd already passed the point of no return, knowing it would probably bruise his pride even more to suddenly leave the queue when they were literally standing a measly five steps away from an unloading coaster. He considered the older's words carefully, but knew it would be a waste to back out now after he'd spent the entire time fighting his own nerves just to get to where he was standing. For the life of him, Wonbin couldn't pinpoint what exactly about the ride — or most rides, for that matter — made him so afraid.

"Nope! If I wanted to, I would have dragged both of us out of here ten minutes ago," Wonbin huffs, taking a not-so-confident breath as they were led to the last two seats at the very back. Wonbin discoveres that having people in front of him didn't ease him either.

But at that point, they were already secured in and he could hear the ride's mechanism click beneath the metal flooring. All the color drains from his face at the sound, but he decides to say nothing.

He was too distracted to hear the man at the control panel, the tiniest squeak leaving him when the ride lurches forward for a moment, already moving away from the loading platform.

"Okay— maybe I'm starting to regret this a little bit," he mumbles, clinging to Sungchan's arm immediately, squeezing lightly in random places in an attempt to quell the nervous itch in his fingertips.

@jung sungchan。 To say Wonbin was nervous would be an understatement. But he believed he'd already passed the point of no return, knowing it would probably bruise his pride even more to suddenly leave the queue when they were literally standing a measly five steps away from an unloading coaster. He considered the older's words carefully, but knew it would be a waste to back out now after he'd spent the entire time fighting his own nerves just to get to where he was standing. For the life of him, Wonbin couldn't pinpoint what exactly about the ride — or most rides, for that matter — made him so afraid.

"Nope! If I wanted to, I would have dragged both of us out of here ten minutes ago," Wonbin huffs, taking a not-so-confident breath as they were led to the last two seats at the very back. Wonbin discoveres that having people in front of him didn't ease him either.

But at that point, they were already secured in and he could hear the ride's mechanism click beneath the metal flooring. All the color drains from his face at the sound, but he decides to say nothing.

He was too distracted to hear the man at the control panel, the tiniest squeak leaving him when the ride lurches forward for a moment, already moving away from the loading platform.

"Okay— maybe I'm starting to regret this a little bit," he mumbles, clinging to Sungchan's arm immediately, squeezing lightly in random places in an attempt to quell the nervous itch in his fingertips.

@park wonbin。 the serious look on his face disperses, and sungchan eases into a more relaxed stance. he presses his lips together in a boxy smile, nodding at wonbin. "alright, princess. if you say so."

the quiver in the other's voice doesn't go unnoticed to sungchan despite them being in a rather noisy crowd. if that were anything to go by, the vice grip of cold hands at his sleeve tells him the rest of what he needed to know about the smaller male's nervousness.

his palm glides across the other's hands in a soothing manner, eyes flitting between the younger male and the line before them from time to time. despite being a little excited for the ride, sungchan can't deny the worry brewing in the pits of his stomach with every glance he sneaks at the other boy.

if said boy had looked up at him through his pretty eyes and pretty lashes then and demanded that they walked away, sungchan might've caved all too quickly and walked away with him.

but the request never came, and they are already right in front of the line. the comment the younger male throws at him causes his tension to break, and a smile breaks on his face once again.

"that's the fun part though! we're making making everyone deaf our business today!"

it didn't take long before the crowd before them comes back from their ride, and the worker ushers them into the area to get them buckled in.

"last chance to back out, princess," he offers with a teasing grin as the passengers already began climbing into the seats.

@jung sungchan。 "No no no, it's fine — I'm fine. I can go," Wonbin tries to reassure the other (it was more for himself, really), despite the stutter in his voice giving an opposite answer. He figured it was about time he tried the ride at least once, surely it wouldn't hurt, right? Besides, he had Sungchan to cling onto for dear life in case his entire soul decided to leave his body midway.

He was mildly aware of the stares people were giving him, but it's not like he cared enough about whether or not people thought of him as an absolute coward. All he really needed was his determination (and Sungchan's arm) to survive the ride. It was only going to last for five minutes, he had said it to himself ten times over, Wonbin was still unsure why he felt so uneasy — it had two loops, for heaven's sake. Maybe he's just avoided the experience for far too long.

It bothers him until they reach the front, and although Wonbin was looking straight ahead, his grip on Sungchan's sleeve did not let up the slightest bit.

"Well, let's hope I don't make anyone go deaf!"

@park wonbin。 it all started off as a way to make fun of wonbin. watching the younger male squirm in embarrassment had slowly became an enjoyable pastime activity to sungchan. he had expected his whimsical suggestion to be met with groans of protest and wonbin just walking away from him, but he was pleasantly surprised to have him curled up into his side, now standing among throngs of people in line for—debatably—one of the least scariest rides in the park.

a -eating grin decorates his face as he watched the younger male, large palms unable to resist reaching to pat wonbin on his head before it cups the hands wrapped around his arm.

"you're going to be fine, bbina." he titters, tilting his head to look at wonbin as if consoling a child. "it's very safe. and if you're still scared, i'm by your side. you can hold my hand."

and after a small pause, he continues with a more serious expression, "but if you really, really don't want to, we can go for other rides, too."

@jung sungchan。 Wonbin couldn't help but wonder how he got himself into this predicament, standing behind Sungchan in the queue of a ride he swore to never step foot in. He had been chatty minutes prior, until the other decided it would be a good idea to drag him elsewhere. But no amount of pretending could mask the anxiety written all over Wonbin's face when they joined the line, spending most of their time in queue glued to Sungchan's right arm like a koala, cold fingertips nervously fumbling the cloth of his sleeve.

"If I die on this ride, I swear to god I'm coming back to haunt you," Wonbin jokes, a futile attempt at trying to calm himself down with laughter, he's unsurprised when it doesn't work. He exhaled dramatically as the sound of the coaster roared overhead, now debating whether or not he wanted to kick his bandmate in the knees for bringing him here in the first place.

@kim yerim。 I sigh with contentment as you kiss me so passionately. As we pulled away from the kiss, I kissed you on your forehead and said, "You know, I feel so lucky to have a girlfriend like you, my love." I hugged you tightly, enjoying our time together until our cabin returned, signifying that our time on the ferris wheel was done. We quickly wore back our face masks as I got out of the cabin first and offered my hand to help you get out.

As we walked around the amusement park once again, we saw food stalls around, inticing us with their peculiar smell. "Shall we grab something to eat?" I offered, letting you pick what you wish to have.

@kim yerim。 I chuckled as I wrapped my arm around you, my hand resting gently on your shoulder. I let you lean your head against mine as I leaned my head against yours. "I have another present for you," I said, leaning closer to you. "May I?" I whisper to your ear, pulling my mask down with my nervously cold hand. As soon as the cabin went near the highest point of the wheel, I faced you, pulling your chin up and landing a peck on your lips.

I looked away after the kiss, hiding my blushing face with a whimpered smile while trying to clear my throat from the slight embarrassment.

@kim yerim。 My eyes widened from the kiss on my cheek, seemingly unable to process what had happened. My hand touches my cheek, and my eyes follow you as you walk. I smile bashfully, my cheeks turning red. I immediately tugged my mask up to hide my face. I followed suit as you looked at the ferris wheel, looking back at you. "Let's do just that!" I rub your hand with my thumb as we walk to the ferris wheel.

After we paid for the seats, we were able to enter one cabin of the ferris wheel. I let you in first before I entered. The door closes, and the cabin starts to move. "Do you like the plushie?" I started, not willing to take my eyes off of you.

@kim yerim。 Motivation started running through my veins as I heard the magic words, and those words felt like music in my ear. I gently made my grip on you tighter as we walked to the shooting game stall. The stallkeeper explains the mechanics, and all I needed to do was shoot three ducks and make them fall down in under a minute. I took the challenge, paying one game to the stallkeeper and glancing at you before playing.

I was not able to win the game on my first try, but that didn't stop me from getting the plushie for you. I shook my head in disbelief, but I was determined and tried again and again until I reached my 5th attempt and finally won the game. I turned to you as I won, jumping around like someone who just won a basketball match. With a grin on my face, I received the fox plushie and handed it over to you. "Here! It took me five tries, though," I said, laughing nervously but proudly.

@kim yerim。 My heart flutters as you grabbed my hand, trying to keep my emotions in control. I cannot help but smile with the thought of your smile behind your face mask. I look away from you, hiding my blushing face, knowing that you'll tease me on this later on. I held you close as we went inside the amusement park, the atmosphere welcoming us warmly.

"Which one do you want to play, Yeri? Maybe that shooting game up there?" I said, pointing at a stall nearby with a big fox plushie display up for grabs. "If I won that big fox plushie, maybe I can earn a prize from you?" I look at you with a pleading gaze, smirking behind the face mask.

@kim yerim。 My face flushed red as I saw you running into me, seeing how adorable you were. Thank God for these masks covering up my blushing face. My heart started to pound a beat faster, my nervousness taking over my body as my body temperature got higher. Is this a dream? Maybe. I have to snap out of it, but even as I try to pinch myself, the more I realize that I am indeed right in front of you now.

I smiled at you brightly, handing over the red rose. "Here's a beautiful red rose for a beautiful princess. You look gorgeous." I pat you on the head, finding you adorable in your outfit. "I've got a lot of plans for us today, shall we go?" I ask, extending my hand to you, wishing to hold your hand and not planning to let go until the date is over.

@kim yerim。 Excitement rushes through me as I prepare for our date, a smile forming on my lips, thinking of the date with you. Maybe it's because it was my first time asking a fellow idol—a senior, to be exact—for a date, but all I wished was for her to have a great day with my accompaniment. I turned off my phone to get dressed up.

I dressed up in a dark green polo, pairing it with denim pants, casual and comfortable enough for a date. Pacing back and forth from the body mirror at the dorm, I anxiously grabbed a piece of black face mask, wearing it to hide my identity. With my hands, I brush up my hair, styling it up with the help of hair wax.

I went to the amusement park first, waiting for you in front with a single red rose in one hand, and holding up my phone in another hand, looking at the messages nervously.