#goodbyejoon

she had mentioned the pool party vaguely, in passing, on one of those nights where the hours seemed to stretch long and her fingers were sore from how tightly she had been gripping the yarn while crocheting a new type of coaster. she says something about not having anyone to go with and that going to the pool would be nice after sweating in the crowd for woodz. a great way to end yeonchella. or something like that.

she hadn't actually thought that joon would agree to go with her. though, maybe she had been baiting him the whole time. it doesn't matter. what matters is that they're going.

so they're at the rec center and jiahn wonders for a moment if she's made a mistake. she's in a bathing suit, of course, she's not a prude but even she's shocked when she walks inside to the pool's edge and the first thing she sees are two naked guys jumping into said pool.

oh my god. her eyes.

"what—" her words are cut off, shocked. actually, in hindsight, she probably shouldn't have been too surprised that people had decided to skinny dip in the pool but at the same time, she is very surprised.

which, of course, leads to drastic measures. there's a few options that she has, though the one that she wants to do the most (walking out) isn't plausible because despite the, ahem, nudity of her peers, she really did want to get into the water after a day melting in the sun.

so she goes with her next option, which admittedly is a bit random and not really correlated with the naked people in front of her. she turns to look at her friend, standing innocently next to her.

"hey oppa," she says, getting his attention and when he turns to look at her, she uses all of her strength, considering his size compared to hers.

to push him directly into the pool.

once again, hindsight is twenty twenty and she probably should've realized that she was absolutely unleashing a monster by doing that. and he would probably throw her in in retaliation. but the sound of minjoon hitting the water is too satisfying for her to have any regrets in the moment, and she lets out a loud laugh at the expression on his face before he's fully submerged.

absolutely worth it. she sees the bubbles forming on the surface and she sits down on the edge, legs in the water as she waits. there's no point in running, considering their difference in athletic ability so all she can do is wait and accept whatever revenge he has in mind.

it was genuenly supposed to be their usual get together, they were still in school and it wasn't out of the ordindary to spend the majority of their time around one another, the usual. it's a normal day, its supposed to be like any other day, it really didn't feel like it would be any different. hence why they were hiding away in the music room like usual, eunwoo's violin placed half hazzardly on the desk and joon is in his usual seat at the piano. absolutely nothing out of the ordinary was expected, except the notifications about university acceptance starting coming through. she heard people screaming and crying, chatter was filling the school.

so she goes to look, to see what her email says.

eunwoo has been looking at her email for a few minutes now, at least she thinks its been a few minutes, but she can joon burning holes at the side of her head, so it must be longer than that by now. she can't really look up from the screen.

we are unable to offer you a place on this course through the scholarship program.

what a joke, she thinks and finally locks the phone, notices her hands shake but does her best to ignore it. she all but throws the phone on the table, maybe the shakes will go away, but she can't ignore the feeling of being unable to look at joon. so she avoids looking in his general direction, only seeing him from the corner of her eye as she turns to pick up the violin, to keep herself distracted for a little while but she can't even bring herself to grab the instrument.

fuck..

all those years of hard work, of sleepless nights, to keep on top of her current scholarship, to her grades, to be constantly in joon's shadow, a step behind, an arms length away. now, the gap has suddenly become so large, it was taking ever ounce of self restrain for eunwoo to not have a breakdown.

🧷 — A messy scrap, something torn or crumpled.

NSFW MENTION AGAIN!!!!! nothing graphic but it's still crazy

she wasn't exactly planning on ditching the bonfire, but once the alcohol came out and the talent show (??) started, she had wanted to leave. not that she didn't enjoy parties or anything, but this wasn't really her scene anymore after her first year of university had passed. she still enjoys gatherings and chatting with people, but she would not deny that the moment joon had asked her if she wanted to leave, she had jumped on the opportunity immediately.

which was how they had ended up in one of the many treehouses that daeho had to offer. she had found them the day before when she had been exploring and when she had asked, and he hadn't yet ... well, that was the only thing she could think of doing.

settling once after she had grabbed a blanket, a few blankets really, she plops down next to him on a few pillows they had gathered together and tugs her bag closer to pull out her ipad. "i didn't see you much yesterday," jiahn comments, curious to what he had been up to since the MT started.

(part of her knows it's because she had made herself scarce for almost the whole day but still!)

she had, of course, saved him some strawberries the night before when she had made a dessert and gone around sharing it with other departments once everyone in hers had eaten. it had been a strawberry flavoured dessert, but, knowing joon didn't like sweets, she had saved him some of the cut up fruit instead.

but outside of that? she hadn't seen him much, especially considering she had dipped before the trivia night started.

september prompt 003 this prompt contains themes of academic pressure, rejection, health struggles, and emotional distress

itsjiahn a change of scenery from our usual soup place 🍜

yet another morning where agatha wakes up in regret.

she wraps herself in a blanket as she shuffles into the camp cafeteria, all-sleepy eyes and offering a simple wave to those that greets her. her energy too drained to even mumble a hello. agatha could still feel the chill of the lake seeping in her bones that even her three blankets couldn't help her from shivering from the low morning temperatures. she is making a mental note to return minhyun's hoodie if she sees him today as she gets her breakfast from the camp staff.

she turns to scan the cafeteria, looking for a familiar person to sit beside and he isn't really hard to find. not when he's the first person she looks for in the room anyways. she could already feel the warmth he's emitting as she gets closer. she places her tray down and takes the seat right beside him, nudging her shoulder with his.

"hey, you," she says, eyeing him curiously. her eyes fall on the hair sticking up at the back of his head, pressing her lips together as to not laugh. "you look like a mess."