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miss flack said "i still want you back"
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Do Not Wants: None
Prompt:
[FILL] promise and precision
Ship/Member: Soonyoung/Seungcheol
Additional Tags: canon compliant, enlistment era, overthinking, leaderisms
Permission to remix: Yes
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Soonyoung's phone call doesn't come as a surprise only because Joshua warned him, which, in itself, was already a forewarning of sorts. They don't keep tabs on each other that way.The emotional management this would require is far too great and they're well past their twenties now, for the most part. Seungcheol expects all of them to pick up their own emotional labor and slack. Joshua telling him, warning him, giving him a heads up — all the options swim in front of Seungcheol and it really doesn't matter to select one — brings a strange veneer to it.
Past nine in the evening, Seungcheol doesn't need to act surprised when Soonyoung calls, nothing but quiet in the background. He must be home. Home home and not Namyangju home, which, actually, the latter might still be more home of the two. Seungcheol never got around to ask. Maybe he should. He hasn't been to Soonyoung's place either, he realizes.
"Coups-hyung, you're free tomorrow, right?"
Seungcheol's mental schedule check is swift. He hums an affirmative response, not trusting himself with actual words until he knows where this is really headed.
"I'm picking you up in like, an hour." Soonyoung says easily, the words traveling through one cell tower to another, into Seungcheol's unprepared ear. "Just pack an overnight bag, it's fine."
Seungcheol doesn't say anything back and he can almost hear Soonyoung's impenetrable resolve falter. "Hyung? Are you here?"
"Yeah, Hoshi-yah, hyung's here."
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"Really?" Seungcheol's in disbelief when Soonyoung pulls onto the access ramp for the Yangyang expressway.
"Really." Soonyoung says with all the contentment of a dongsaeng whose intervention is perfectly executed so far. It's probably not an intervention, or at least Soonyoung wouldn't use that word.
"Where are we…" There's a million questions flurrying and crashing in Seungcheol's mind. He feels that's not what's supposed to happen, that's not what Soonyoung would want, but he can't stop it. "Where are we gonna sleep? Do you want me to drive, we can stop at the next highway rest stop and like, switch, Hoshi-yah, this is crazy."
Soonyoung annoyingly keeps his eyes on the road all throughout his anxious ramble. Seungcheol only stops it because he runs out of breath and he desperately wants a reaction, someone else to share the panic. A lifeline. Soonyoung's ability to focus to the extreme always knocks him out at the least opportune times. In the practice room at 4am when everyone needs to go home and the GDA dance break really doesn't need more work. In Soonyoung's Mercedes SUV like he's got three kids to pick up from afterschool activities after this and yeah, he really needs a bumper this high to drive through Seoul. Sure. The cream leather interior really adds to it. Seungcheol might be dreaming. He doesn't think he's ever been in Soonyoung's car before. He doesn't think they've taken a trip together before — no, he's sure of that, but why haven't they? Should he have asked, as the eldest, as S.Coups leader-nim? Why does it always seem like it's others who end up patching him up and caring for him and managing his feelings when it should be the other way around, always and forever.
"You're being too loud. I can't drive like this." Soonyoung's lifeline, stick covered in barbed wire at first and then cloaked in velvet: "I booked us something. Mom of one of the makeup noonas owns it, it'll be fine." Seungcheol doesn't think it'll be fine, doesn't think anything has ever been and will ever be fine. Fine is too generic of a word and really Soonyoung should know better, or maybe it's just the spirit of Jihoon possessing him right now, the many nights when he's thrown literal peanuts at them asking them to please, for the love of god, use a better word than fine or nice, like their entire concert shtick isn't built on a song called Aju Nice. "You can sleep, if you want, I'll wake you up when we get there. We can watch the sunset on the beach, if you want."
If you want, if you want. Seungcheol doesn't know what he wants. Daesangs, first place on the charts, recognition, brand deals, forever. S.Coups wants, so much. Seungcheol wants to enlist and serve his country and come back and do all that. Wanted. It doesn't sit right with him that he gets to keep going like this, but since there's nothing else Seungcheol wants, then, who is he really to interfere.
Seungcheol inhales, louder than he wanted it to be. He risks turning his head towards Soonyoung and there is he, not looking ahead but at him, and Soonyoung's hand's on his thigh next, if Seungcheol wants it to be, and he wants, he wants, he wants, so he lets himself exhale, as loudly and deeply as he can, and he fits his palm on top of Soonyoung's. The promise of another sunrise, of Soonyoung by his side, precise to a fault, always.
Re: [FILL] promise and precision
And—
Is so beautiful to read and definitely a piece of writing I will remember!!
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also crying at the aju nice reference. brilliant. i think what i love most is how much this slice of fic feels steeped in seventeen's long career and deep relationships. how much they've been through together and how all that history colors every moment of the present. brilliant!