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She laughed, and laughed, and laughed, and it seemed like she couldn’t stop, and he gathered her in his arms, laughing alongside her, at how cute she was, at how much she could laugh, at how happy he was. She leaned heavily on him, and Seunghyun couldn’t help but smile down at her, when she looked up at him with adoration in her eyes.
“Oppa,” she cooed at him, and he rolled his eyes at her. He made the two of them sit down on the grass, and she curled up into his side as soon as they were on the ground, smiling constantly.
“Yah,” he said, and jokingly shook his arm to make her let go, but she clutched it tighter, giving protests of oppa, oppa. “How much have you had to drink tonight?”
“Not enough,” she said as she wriggled, trying to take off her high heels. Seunghyun reached over her legs and untied the straps, pulling the black things of her feet. “Oppa, you’re so nice.”
“Don’t call me that,” he muttered, and she pouted at him, lying back into the grass, tugging him along. They lay silently for a while, and Seunghyun supposes he has let the alcohol go to his head when he talks again. “Hey, if I was a planet, which one would I be?”
She thinks about if for a while, her lips pressed into a thoughtful pout, and Seunghyun thinks that he really has had too much to drink when he’s started to analyze her pouts. Then suddenly she smiles as if the answer was obvious and points directly up into the sky.
“Oppa would be the moon!” she exclaims and glances between Seunghyun and the moon hanging far above them, and he refrains from saying that it isn’t a planet. “Because always when everything is dark, Seunghyunnie shines and makes everything visible.”
He closes his hand around the small one making its way into his bigger, and smiles slightly at the feeling as he tries to ignore the butterflies in his stomach. “Oppa,” she calls, and looks at him. “Oppa, which one would I be?”
“That’s easy,” he says, and smiles at her, chuckling as she blushes. “You’d be the sun. The sun cannot shine without the sun.”
She stares at him, tears welling up in her eyes, and Seunghyun prepares himself for a crying female, but instead she laughs again, hitting him gently on his chest. “Seunghyunnie, that’s so cheesy!”
“You know you like it,” he grins, and she hits him again. “I can get cheesier, though.”
He pauses, and they listen to the sound of the railway close by. He knows she’s waiting for her to continue, so he does.
“It’s always spring in my heart,” he begins, and can feel her smile in her new position against his neck. “Even when it’s raining outside, and all the leaves are falling off the trees, it’s still spring in my heart.”
This time she does cry, and Seunghyun pulls her against his chest, and he can tell she’s sobering up.
“Seunghyun-ah, that’s so sweet.”