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[ present day ]
the drive was silent. and cold.
there was nothing to talk about anyway. i was done handing you the aux and you were done bringing up the fact that the way i drive now was way different from the one when we were in that harley davidson from our first date.
as minutes of the slow drift passed with a couple of missed looks and shifting of gazes towards each other, we finally arrived. our winter-ready boots finally touched the ground too.
the place was located in the outskirts of town, trees taller and grass greener than those within the bustling city of seoul. the colors were less noticeable though, since the snow frosted their tips.
i found the considerably sacred place myself while 'summer soul-searching' on the road when the traffic was expectedly light. it looked like any other forest entrance, yes, but somehow, it spoke to me differently. was it just the shine of the sun that day? or perhaps the memories it triggers for even unrelated things? i couldn't tell. i was just way too smitten.
my first thought as i stared at it from the driver's seat back then was: "oh, haechan would love it here."
seems like i wasn't wrong.
appeased, you exhaled through a grin with hands on your waist. like you always did from years ago. old habits die hard, don't they?
still in the same standing position, you looked at me, the grin still etched on your face like a tattoo.
"this place is really nice."
"figured you'd like it."
i extended a hand to help you climb up the car roof afterwards, you gladly taking it.
the surroundings stunned me. i've never appreciated such ethereality until now. the deep dark blue sky had a variety of stars and one shiny moon (that has yet to have a picture that truly extracts the beauty of for everyone on social media to see) occupying it. snowflakes as gentle as cotton on skin fell with grace, some even landing on both of our knitted garments.
and you're there too.
nothing could ever be as beautiful as you, of course.
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