𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

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Good morning :)














𝐒☀︎︎𝐅



𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

























Shotaro turned to his side, a satisfied hum leaving his closed lips and he pulled the duvet closer to him.

















Shotaro looked around the bright place. It felt familiar, like he has been here already. Once, twice, many times he couldn't pinpoint.

It was a  field of flowers. Different flowers (mostly sunflowers) that don't even grow in their city that the breeze was blowing strongly, almost blowing of the the hat he was wearing.


Hat? Shotaro touched his head, feeling the weaved texture of the hat. Weird, he doesn't remember wearing a hat. That made him look down on his outfit. It was a suit, a crisp white suit embellished with diamonds and on his chest, where his heart was, a moon pin. He recognized the symbol, it was the jung's family symbol. He furrowed his brows, why was he wearing one?


“uncle taro! ”



Who was calling him? He looked around, seeing no one in sight. He furrowed his brows. He heard it right. Someone was calling him. He was about to take a step when the flowers changed. Instead of the different array of flowers, he was surrounded by moonflowers, all in full bloom. Then it started to get dark. He looked up, noticing the moon that was on its highest peak.



❝uncle taro! ❞


He felt something tug his pants, making him look down. He came face to face with a little girl, dressed in a pastel blue dress with a flower crown made of moon flowers. The girl was beaming at him.

❝who-who are you❞ he asked.


❝me? ❞ the girl let go of him, pointing at herself. ❝I'm— ❞


“moonflower! ”



❝coming paps! ❞ the little girl didn't continue, taking his hand instead. It was small. She beamed at Shotaro, tugging him to start moving. ❝come on uncle taro! We're going to be late! ❞


❝late for what exactly? ❞ Shotaro had to pick up his pace, the girl now jogging to who knows where. He held onto his hat. ❝excuse me, ❞


The girl giggled, turning to him. ❝to the wedding of course! ❞





















Shotaro would glance at sungchan'S calm face then to their interwined fingers.


He would not believe it himself that the day would come he would fall in love during high school. If he would look back at it, he would consider it his first love and first puppy love. Then again, without knowing what the future may hold for him, he is reassured that sungchan would always be with him.

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