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I sat in the back of the car, my arms crossed indignantly, staring out the window as we drove.

"Why are we going here?" My voice was aggravated and cold- I was hoping to just lay in bed today and hide from everything, but I was dragged out by an excited Saeyoung, Jade in close pursuit, throwing some of my belongings haphazardly into a bag, shoving me into the car without allowing me to protest. I sank lower into my seat, my scowl growing deeper. Jade turned to me from the front seat, smiling at me.

"Jumin invited us to his private resort! There's a private beach and everything. It's not every day we get to go somewhere where only we are allowed! It's pretty cool, right?"

I shrugged, continuing my glare at the scenery whizzing by. I could practically hear Saeyoung wiggling his eyebrows.

"Yoosung will be there~" His voice came off in a sing-song kind of way, and I glared towards him.

"Your point?"

"Oh," A smirk was on his lips, turning his eyes from the mirror and back to the road, "Nothing at all~"

I scoffed again, crossing my arms. I knew I was being childish- but I was in an awful mood, and really did not want to see everyone in the RFA today. It was a distressing thought- but being reminded that Yoosung would indeed be there brought me small comfort.

Upon arriving, I set up an umbrella, placing a beach blanket directly beneath it, curling up onto it. My eyes scanned the scenery, watching the waves roll gently on the shore, the sun illuminating everything in a bright glow. I sighed softly- as long as I could stay in the shade, this wouldn't be too bad.

"Saeran!"

I turned, seeing Yoosung jogging towards me at a leisurely pace. He stopped near me, wiping off his feet before sitting next to me, beaming at me. For a moment, it seemed that the sun didn't exist, and all the light around us was coming from him.

"How are you?"

I shrugged, looking back at the ocean.

"I was okay, until Saeyoung suddenly threw me into his car without telling me where we were going."

Yoosung laughed, shaking his head.

"I can see him doing that, honestly. You don't like beaches?"

I shrugged again, crossing my legs.

"I don't go outside a lot."

Yoosung smiled, running a hand through his hair.

"I don't either, to be honest! I prefer LOLOL. Speaking of, we need to join the guild on a raid soon, we finally opened up a cave we've been wanting to get into!"

I smiled, accepting his offer, when suddenly I was whipped out of my sitting position, being dragged across the beach. I looked over my shoulder, seeing a flurry of red hair as I was thrusted in front of a volleyball net. I glared at my brother, sighing.

"Saeyoung-"

"Be my volleyball partner!"

He kneeled before me, begging. I looked at the other side of the net, seeing Jumin and Zen, glaring at each other. I looked back at Saeyoung, rolling my eyes.

"Why are we playing volleyball? And why are they teamed up? Don't they hate each other?"

Saeyoung stood up, laughing, dusting himself off.

"Well, it's more they just aggravate each other incessantly. And so do we! Perfectly imperfect teams!" He latched his arm around my shoulders and I glared at him, shaking my head.

"Whatever."

Saeyoung cheered loudly, picking up the ball, calling to Jumin and Zen, who got into position. Saeyoung served the ball, which was returned by Zen, flying towards me. I jumped forwards, hitting it straight up into the air before the net, Saeyoung coming in behind to strike it down in the centre, earning us a point. I heard Jaehee, Jade, and Yoosung all clap and 'oooh' in suprise at our teamwork. I blushed, standing up straight, going to the back to serve this time.

I tossed the ball up in the air, serving it above my head. The ball flew down hard the middle, hitting Jumin square in the chest, causing him to fall backwards. Jaehee jumped, stepping towards him to make sure he was okay. He stood, visibly annoyed, a bright red circular mark forming on his chest. Everyone stifled their giggles as he tried to play it off, and I smirked a bit, not able to refrain from appreciating the humour of the situation.

The game continued for almost an hour- Saeyoung and I won, 25 points against their 18. Zen glared at Jumin, blaming him for smelling like cats, which kept causing him to sneeze the whole time. They got into a heated argument about who was at fault, and I rolled my eyes, turning to leave, when I saw Yoosung waiting at the side for me.

"Saeran, that was impressive! I didn't know you were good at volleyball!"

I rubbed my arm gently, shrugging it off.

"Not a big deal."

He continued to smile, looking back over his shoulder, pointing at a concessions stand towards the public beach.

"Do you want to get ice cream? You must be really exhausted after playing for so long."

I nodded, walking with him across the expanse of the beach, away from the private border of Jumin's resort, and onto the public masses- many people were out with families, and friends relaxing and playing together.

"What kind do you want?"

I turned to him, realizing we had made it to the front of the stand. I shifted awkwardly, looking at the ground.

"...Cotton candy."

He grinned at me, turning and ordering for us both. He handed me my ice cream, holding strawberry for himself. I looked at his face, where a small smirk was residing. I frowned, blushing brightly.

"What?"

"I just didn't think you were the type to like sweet things." He giggled, reaching his tongue out to lick at his own, causing me to blush even more. I stared at my ice cream, letting out a sigh.

"Well, I'm sorry?"

He shook his head, laughing more, "No, I think it's cute."

"...Okay." I tasted my ice cream, unsure of what to say after that statement. I looked out at the water again; the sound of the ocean was foreign, but it was very calming.

"I've always loved summer," I listened to him as he spoke, keeping my gaze on the rolling waves, "I used to love just laying in the sun when I was younger, and at night I'd go out and try to catch frogs." He laughed at the memory, fondness twinkling in his eyes. He rubbed his forehead, swiping away the sweat there. "But, I don't like how I get all sweaty- it's pretty gross."

I turned to him, my eyes gazing slowly over the sweat beads rolling down his chest, trailing down his stomach- I blushed, coughing, turning away.

"Uh, yeah... I don't... I don't like that either."

Saeran totally likes sweaty Yoosung

:3 hehe

~Pixil-8