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[ flashbacks (before the breakup) ]

! chapter contains underage drinking
( in this part mark is 17; hyuck is 16 )

i wanted to impress you. first date after all.

with a leather jacket that made me look slick, i picked you up with a harley-davidson motorcycle.

it obviously wasn't mine.

johnny's dad would probably come here to seoul to kill me if he discovered one of his minor friends were driving the expensive vehicle he let his son borrow.

but all worries had passed, them replenished by the butterflies in my stomach as you served as my passenger. with your hands on my waist. with your chin resting on my shoulder. with your scent of vanilla. with your nervous laugh every time i speed up.

you get me every time.

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the feeling of my toes on the sand had always made me uneasy, but all had been worn off as i was experiencing it with you.

could anything possibly be more perfect than a beach date with lee donghyuck?

we sat with the perfect view of the pink sky, clinking our green cans. i had heineken, you had sprite.

"you ever drank before?" i asked.

"i only drink with mom."

"i understand."

we then were engulfed in silence, with moments staring at each other then breaking into smiles for no particular reason.

"is this the part where we . . . discuss pet names?"

"could be. call me whatever you want."

i stared as you were deep in thought, illuminated by the shine the sinking sun had left. subconsciously, the corners of my lips were already up. i felt the urge to break the silence then and there.

"i wanna call you haechan."

"what? why?"

the contextless word confused you. it did sound like another man's name after all. it was not, though. i do not know any man with a name as ethereal as it.

"hae— sun; chan— full. sun-full. full sun. haechan." "because you're just like sunshine. brighter, even."

you cutely tried to hide the redness of your face, lips twitching as if they malfunctioned from a good kind of panic. "haechan. i like it."

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