031
Title: Midnight Walks
Rating: G
Characters: Siwon/Ryeowook
Prompt: 031, Midnight Walks
Warnings: Fluff.
It’s something in his eyes; so intriguing yet sorrowful that you don’t know whether to question your curiosity and cause a disturbance or leave things the way they are, not hurting anyone but not resolving anything, and kicking yourself in the face all day because you can’t just ask.
And in the midst of another sleepless night, your mind weighing the actions and consequences (again) and the results are inconclusive and indecisive (again), it’s then when he bursts into your room.
"Siwon, get dressed."
You stare at him with wide eyes and he quietly adds, "P...please?" while throwing you dirty clothes he found in your hamper.
He ushers you out of your room and pulls up his socks before lacing up his shoes, adding about three inches of height to his stature but still looking no more than fifteen years old standing next to you in the closet mirror.
He grabs his coat while you slide on your loafers and wonder just where the hell he's taking you.
He shuts the door, leaving it unlocked because both of you left your keys in your rooms and neither of you really want to go back and get it. The cool night air sends a chill down his spine and you unwrap your scarf and hand it to him. He's about to start with his usual, oh no really, it's fine, I'll be okay, speech but you wrap it around his neck and tuck it into his jacket. You don't want him to catch a cold.
You walk past the park, the convenience store, the community centre, until you get to the lake shore. It's colder here and you kind of wish you brought a pair of gloves but it's too late now, and now that you're this far, you don't want to turn back. (Yet.)
It's quiet; it has been since you left. You've been trying to think of something to say but nothing really comes out until finally, "Why are we walking around at (and you pause to check your watch) 11 at night for no reason?"
"Well," he says, checking his own watch and gasping as he reads the digital screen, "It's not 11.00. It's 11.11."
"My mistake."
"Siwon," he starts, and there's that look again, that look in his eyes that you've been fighting with yourself over for days now. "Make a wish."
"What?" You've stopped walking now.
"I said make a wish." His arm extends out and he laces his fingers in yours, gently pulling you forward. You start your feet again and he looks up to the sky, mumbling to himself with closed eyes and a wide smile.
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"You never answered my question, though," you say, reaching the porch of the house an hour and a half later. "Why did you want me to come with you?"
"To be honest," he starts, stopping his paces and facing you, both hands holding yours, "it was that way you looked at me."
You open the unlocked door and usher him in first. The heat hits you and your ears tingle as they thaw out. After quickly tossing off your shoes you walk to your bedroom and he bids you farewell.
"You know, if you leave," you say, trying not to be too loud, "my wish won't come true."