Ship/Member: Wonwoo/Jeonghan, Wonwoo & Seungcheol Major Tags: N/A Additional Tags: AU Permission to remix: Yes
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Wonwoo, how can love change? Isn't it a promise until death?
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It isn't possible to love and part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you.
E.M. Forster
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"I think Jeonghan put a curse on me," Wonwoo said.
"Don't tell me you believe in those," Seungcheol said. He smiled and his eyes creased just so, so Wonwoo knew he was being pitied. "Have some more hot chocolate," he urged, pushing a mug across the table.
The sun blinded them both as it shone in through the lodge windows and yet Wonwoo's gloves were still soaking wet from stopping each of his falls earlier. The watery cocoa was disgusting, but drinking it was better than tripping over his skis. Wonwoo took the mug.
"It's complicated," Wonwoo said after downing half the cup, hesitating because Seungcheol would never understand, head over heels as he was. But he was unlikely to let them leave the resort without some kind of proof that Wonwoo was feeling better, or at least had some kind of personal growth moment. Learned from the mistake of getting attached to Yoon Jeonghan, even though Seungcheol didn't exactly practice what he preached there, even if he wouldn't admit it.
"What is?" Seungcheol folded his hands, watching expectantly.
"I can't stop thinking about him," Wonwoo almost said, since that language would certainly speak to Seungcheol. But the thought of his feelings being conflated with Seungcheol's wholehearted, one-sided adoration made him want to throw up.
"The last words he said to me are haunting me," he almost said. Wonwoo had approached him that night at Mingyu's but it was hard to tell, in the end, who had broken up with whom. As Jeonghan finished the last of his drink on the balcony, was he telling Wonwoo that Wonwoo was wrong about his own feelings, that he'd be running back to Jeonghan before long? Or was Jeonghan trying to confess, say that he still cared about Wonwoo and always would?
"I'll never be able to let go," he almost said. The poets are right: love is eternal.
"He's ruining my afternoon," Wonwoo said at last. "I keep falling over because he's cursed me to never be good at skiing."
Seungcheol's eyes softened and he stood up, pulling his hat and gloves back on. In that moment he looked a bit like a superhero to Wonwoo.
"We can do it," Seungcheol declared confidently, taking his hand like they were truly in it together. "I'll teach you. We won't let Jeonghan win. You'll be a master of the slopes in no time."
[FILL] the poets are right
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: AU
Permission to remix: Yes
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Wonwoo, how can love change? Isn't it a promise until death?
&
It isn't possible to love and part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you.
E.M. Forster
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"I think Jeonghan put a curse on me," Wonwoo said.
"Don't tell me you believe in those," Seungcheol said. He smiled and his eyes creased just so, so Wonwoo knew he was being pitied. "Have some more hot chocolate," he urged, pushing a mug across the table.
The sun blinded them both as it shone in through the lodge windows and yet Wonwoo's gloves were still soaking wet from stopping each of his falls earlier. The watery cocoa was disgusting, but drinking it was better than tripping over his skis. Wonwoo took the mug.
"It's complicated," Wonwoo said after downing half the cup, hesitating because Seungcheol would never understand, head over heels as he was. But he was unlikely to let them leave the resort without some kind of proof that Wonwoo was feeling better, or at least had some kind of personal growth moment. Learned from the mistake of getting attached to Yoon Jeonghan, even though Seungcheol didn't exactly practice what he preached there, even if he wouldn't admit it.
"What is?" Seungcheol folded his hands, watching expectantly.
"I can't stop thinking about him," Wonwoo almost said, since that language would certainly speak to Seungcheol. But the thought of his feelings being conflated with Seungcheol's wholehearted, one-sided adoration made him want to throw up.
"The last words he said to me are haunting me," he almost said. Wonwoo had approached him that night at Mingyu's but it was hard to tell, in the end, who had broken up with whom. As Jeonghan finished the last of his drink on the balcony, was he telling Wonwoo that Wonwoo was wrong about his own feelings, that he'd be running back to Jeonghan before long? Or was Jeonghan trying to confess, say that he still cared about Wonwoo and always would?
"I'll never be able to let go," he almost said. The poets are right: love is eternal.
"He's ruining my afternoon," Wonwoo said at last. "I keep falling over because he's cursed me to never be good at skiing."
Seungcheol's eyes softened and he stood up, pulling his hat and gloves back on. In that moment he looked a bit like a superhero to Wonwoo.
"We can do it," Seungcheol declared confidently, taking his hand like they were truly in it together. "I'll teach you. We won't let Jeonghan win. You'll be a master of the slopes in no time."