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Seulgi had thought Jongin would come in a black covered car and he would be safe with just a hat like this, but as it turned out, Jongin came up with a sepdea motor sport. Seulgi almost jumped in shock.

“Oh, Jongin-ah, we can mess something up!”

Jongin only laughed as he gave the helmet to Seulgi. “Evertime. Calm down,” he paused for a while to look left and right, squinted to make sure that there were no eyes or cameras lurking, “I have experienced this. Besides, this helmet must be hiding us.”

Seulgi thought for a while, then immediately put on the helmet quickly and got into the vehicle. Jongin immediately left the apartment complex at a fairly high speed. Seulgi reflexively held her waist in surprise.

“Plan-slow!”

Jongin laughed again, but Seulgi did not know. Afterwards the man lowered his speed slightly, but was still fast enough to avoid any spies that might be able to catch them. Arriving on the road that is already a little quiet from the passing cars, the big road has narrowed, Jongin began to relax more. Seulgi could enjoy the view more calmly.

The moon is almost full. Alone in the sky. Seulgi had almost forgotten what it was like to look at the sky full of stars—so sometimes looking at the moon was enough.

He looked down a little. “Still far?”

“A little more.”

Jongin may have memorized the path more than Seulgi knew. Within five minutes, they arrived at a small park, with the Han River on a different, more deserted side. Seulgi handed Jongin his cooling coffee, and Seulgi sat down on a small block right next to Jongin parking his vehicle.

“It's delicious. What flavor?”

“Doppio latte.” Seulgi glanced, then reached out his hand asking for the coffee back. Jongin frowned, smiling wryly as he handed it back.

Jongin looked at the same side of the sky as Seulgi, exhaling calmly, his faint smile forming as he looked at the moon, then at Seulgi who raised his camera towards the front.

“So, Seulgi-ah, where should we start the story?”

There are many seniors and peers playing around the beach that's a vacation as well as a photo shoot for several groups, a golden opportunity, of course!—but Jongin still chose it.

Seulgi chewed on the last remaining shawarma he ordered at the hotel chef, sitting on a stone facing the sea, his feet licked by the waves many times. Jongin came, sitting on a lower stone beside Seulgi. The music is sound-sayup, on the other side of electronic dance songs, the other side there are seniors who play guitar together. Seulgi may not recognize Jongin because the lights are placed a bit away from them, but Seulgi memorizes the perfume that Jongin wears on every occasion when he is not on stage. Not changed since the trainee days.

Seulgi laughed mischievously then stuck out his tongue mocking. Jongin threw the crumbs of potato chips at Seulgi.

A moment later, they were both busy with their respective minds. Jongin occasionally threw his chips into the ocean.

“Stop, Jongin-ah, you litter the sea.”

“I feed fish.”

“... You are not their mother. They can forage for themselves.”

Jongin laughed, then folded his chips, he kept them in his pocket. Seulgi wanted to comment on it, but he had no more desire.

“Ah, do you see that?” Jongin raised his chin. “The month is thin once.”

“The beach is indeed the best place to observe the moon.”

Jongin looked at her. “Do you think this momentum is a bit imprecise? Try the holidays at full moon.”

“Oh come on, free holiday, anything is okay for me, Jongin-ah.” He shakes his head. “Or are you afraid of the crescent moon?”

“Enak only.” Jongin punched his arm slowly. Seulgi pretended to be in pain and complained, but Jongin responded with a crisp gel. “But ... well, this place is still good. It's fun to be here.”

“Iya. Attractive lighting. They're very smart to set the lights.” Seulgi looked back for a moment, looking at the lanterns and table lamps placed in such a way with ropes and at the tables and small cottages that adorn the coast.

Jongin looked Seulgi in the eye for a long time as Seulgi waited for Jongin's response. “Not that I mean ...”

“Then, what?” Seulgi raised his eyebrows.

Jongin smiled faintly, looking back at the sea. “Ya .. anyway good. Delightful. Attractively. From this position, in particular.”