Shaved Ice.

Author  : Frost G. Axis / FGA.

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Title : Shaved Ice.

Paring : PCY-XM

Rate : PG-15+

Author  : Frost G. Axis / FGA.

“Minseok-ah, let's eat shaved ice*smiles hard*”

A soft, deep voice rang out. along with the smell of syrup floating in the air

"Oh no, I don't want to eat with you."

The little man replied coldly. before turning his attention to the One Piece cartoon on the phone screen

“This is really as cold as ice*looks at the shaved ice in hand* I don't think it suits you at all.”

Chanyeol said quietly. Then he sat down next to Minseok.

...The two of us have been together for 4 years now. Studying in the same faculty Take the same course same group of friends ...failed the exam as well.

(That last point doesn't have to be the same, right? Maybe.)

Although the heights are not the same But I like similar things. It's an otaku line.

The day before was a total failure. Sitting and watching Tokyo Ghoul. Hide just died.

What the heck!! Wow!

I've been here since the first part. Why did you die? (Related?)

Really hurting Chanyeol, the handsome father of every institute (beauty institute or not?)

“Are you going to go play football yet?”

Minseok asked without even turning his head to look.

"Hmm, are you going to go now? I haven't eaten all the ice yet."

“About you.”

“*Screams for a moment*”

Do you know what I'm going to do next?...I'm going to take two bites of shaved ice.

Put it in the sink..

T^T

Life is very sad, let me tell you.

I followed Minseok out slowly, knowingly, wondering why I had to do everything he wanted. Actually, I could just keep eating the shaved ice and let Minseok go play football by himself. Haha. I wouldn't be such a nice person if it weren't for something…

because

"love"

Yes, I love it. It's not just that I like it or I'm confused.

Many people may not remember the beginning of their love for themselves. Approximate mood I suddenly love you. But this Chanyeol remembers it well.

The day I auditioned for the university band club. The guitar string that needed it broke. While I was about to give up Minseok suddenly came out of nowhere with a drumstick in his hand and handed it to me…

At that time, it was like being thrown into the abyss and later finding out that there was a sling strapped to the body.

If that day there was no Minseok I probably wouldn't even be able to show off my skills. But I asked if I passed the audition or not.

I can tell you...I didn't pass. Haha.

At least I know "Don't trust cold people."

It's like I came to know again. The sling that was holding him was broken.

The drum sticks that Minseok gave you The first time I hit it, it broke in my hand.

The club president is not a kind person. So they scolded me a lot for not being ready. There is no preparation….Russia is hurting.

Asked why I started loving Minseok that day.

I don't know. Because I'm an unreasonable person.

“Walking around smiling, blocking your ears and eyes.” Minseok, who had been walking ahead for a long time, turned to look at me. which is being covered as a girl with a split lip like in Japanese ghost legends.

“Oh, it's wrong to smile,” I teased by bringing my face closer and holding up two fingers.

“So cute,” I said and acted aegyo.

Damn it!

"Oh"

…The result was a small palm hitting the face hard.

“I'm not going to play football anymore,” Minseok said simply, looking ahead…

empty football field Only two dogs were left scratching their manes comfortably.

"Oh, Mai, don't be selfish." I continued to caress my face without even looking up to observe the football field.

“Do you play soccer with dogs near your house?” At that moment, I looked up.

“……” Oops, you made a mistake. Ladprao (?) is not worth it.

“Kick it alone. Don't forget to meet at Jongdae restaurant.” The little man walked with his head raised and walked out onto the main road. Leaving only a man with floppy ears and two dogs.

“Wait for me!!” Ha-Er snorted and hurriedly ran after Minseok.

J why? J café (

Name like…)

“Little sister, little black girl, here's a bottle of soju.” An irritating voice floated in before the owner of the voice had even stepped foot into the shop.

“Good poking, good poking. Jongin isn't here, neither are you,” Jongdae, another shop owner, chided. Because I feel that customers are all looking for someone named Nong Dam.

“Oh, where did it go? Today I went to the football field and couldn't find it. I was going to stop by and ask for a game disc as well.”

“Sleeping with a broken leg at his mother's house. Last night, I didn't know where to go racing. The damn car fell to the side of the road. It's a good thing there's someone around, otherwise I'd probably have to stay in the shop alone for a month.” Jongdae shakes his head wearily. But I couldn't help but worry about my close friend.

Minseok, who arrived at the store shortly before Chanyeol, Choose to sit by the window. On the table were two bottles of soju and two red macarons.

“Woah, Xiu is really tough today.” Chanyeol sat down across from Minseok.

Minseok has a Chinese senior. I think they're very close.

...More than I am close to Minseok..

Minseok has the Chinese name "Xiumin" and got it from that hyung. So it became a name that was quite catchy among friends in the group.

One day Luhan's elder brother also graduated and returned to China. Minseok looks lonely.

But he Skypes in from time to time. It was Minseok's birthday and he came to the house but we didn't meet him. Because Minseok had just gone out. When I came back again, I found a gift box on the head of the bed…

“Soju isn't suitable for summer, my mom told me,” Chanyeol said.

“Why?” Minseok was pouring soju into a small glass.

“When you're drunk, no one will carry you home.”

“So in the rainy season, don't you sleep wet on the side of the road?”

“That's right..but no one wants to carry it in the summer. Because it's hot There will probably be some rainy season.”

“What information can I find out from you, Park Chanyeol?” Minseok trailed off towards the window.

Then lift the soju and take a sip.

“The essence is here. *Proudly puts his hand on his chest* Because if you come and eat soju with me No matter what page I will carry you home myself.”

“…..Really?” Minseok looked back. This made Chanyeol pause a little.

"Oh..Um, really?" What does asking like this mean?

“Then don't leave me.” I wasn't blind, right? A faint smile appeared on Minseok's lips.

It was a sight that had not been seen for years and entire lives.

…after a while Minseok was starting to get drunk. Hey, what? You didn't eat much. If I guessed correctly A lot of people are probably thinking that I'm going to kidnap the cute Minseok, right? Oh, I'm a good Chan. What are you thinking?

Oh, even if you actually do it, you'll be responsible. Man, Tee Hon, I'll say it... But right now I'll have to carry the lady back to the dorm first. Yes, the lady is right. How can you be Miss? Minseok is a man...

“Minseok-ah.. ride on my back, hold on tight to my neck.” Chanyeol adjusted to support Minseok from the chair.

“Are you going back? Do you want me to deliver it?” Jongdae, who came to serve coffee to customers, greeted him.

“It's okay, my dorm is just here. You're working. Be careful of money falling on your head."

“Damn.. Okay, come back carefully. Don't leave Minseok in the middle of the road first.”

...if you leave my soulmate in the middle of the road I'm probably going to be on the fence, you Jongdae.. Oh…you sound so confident. If you confess I still don't know if I'll be hated or not. I cried a lot.

The weather outside is starting to get cool. Because the sky is already dark It's different from the middle of the day.

The soft cheeks of a small child attached to Chanyeol's back Close enough that the faint scent of shampoo reached his nose.

“Forget it.”

"Ha? Did you say something just now?” Chanyeol, who was carrying Minseok on his back, walked along the path. Turn your head and look behind you. Because of Minseok's sleepy voice

His sharp nose touched the skin of the cheek of the person on his back. It was the result of Minseok resting his chin on Chanyeol's shoulder. Both eyes were closed as if they were sleeping.

"crazy.."

"Crazy..who's crazy?" I'm probably not crazy. Just talk to different people.

“You're the idiot!” Minseok's left arm was clinging to my neck. The person exerted more force and tightened the grip.

“Hey, I can't breathe,” I said, trying to get the arm around my neck.

"Are you going to leave me for another person?"

“The music club practices hard, doesn't it?”

“...Just a little..”

“Leave me, sir. Leave me.” Minseok put his head back into his hair and began to bang his forehead.

“Hey, hit me like that and your forehead will be wider than before, haha.” Oh, it worked. Minseok suddenly stopped. Haha.

“If you go to practice, who will I eat with?” A muffled voice came out..oh. This is the reason. He's a naughty guy.

Hey, you can tell me directly. ..But for this reason, why is it so stupid?

"I love you." Saying that loving a drunk person isn't wrong. Ooh. You don't remember. Make a bet.

"Love you too.."... Stunned so hard, Chanyeol stopped walking and turned his head to look behind him. His head was resting on his back. Makes it impossible to see that face's feelings..but if.. But if it were true, it would be good.. Chanyeol wanted to believe the stupid story that drunk people always tell the truth (

Or is it true?)

….The cool night air rested past the two of them. A thin wall that no matter how much it is broken, it doesn't seem like it will break down slowly. The ice fortress disappeared. Only a fraction of the uneasiness in my heart remains. It seems like the closer we get, the more it seems to disappear.. What does Chanyeol think he's been doing lately? I keep thinking that I feel alone.

Until you have never wondered about the other person's heart? Ah..why is it so cold tonight?

“Minseok-ah..what about the key?” Chanyeol and Minseok arrived at the dorm not long after.

Thump!

The little man jumped off Chanyeol's back like nothing had happened. Ready to find the key in the bag

“What are you looking at? Step aside. Do you want to enter the room?” Minseok looked up at the tall person standing in the doorway.

“…..” <

Hot steam from the room It is the result of the hot sun in the evening. Shaved ice that you can't finish eating Dissolving into a sweet syrup Placed at the sink.

“Aren't you drunk?” said Chanyeol, who had been standing in front of the door for five seconds. He ran up to face Minwok who was opening his friend's refrigerator to get some water to drink.

“Yes.”

“And..and what I said just now.”

“I've known this for a long time, you idiot. You can pretend to be excited like a young child.”

“And what you said just now..”

“Just like that” /red ears

…like a lewd ghost (?) possessed.. Chanyeol carried Minseok over his shoulder and led him to the sofa. The little one was making a fuss about why he didn't let him finish drinking the water first.. Some stories from the past are kept deep within the heart. There is no need to forget. But you shouldn't regret it now. and in the future

“Minseok, why do you like to mess with me like this?”

“Well, you're such a fool. No matter how much you act, you won't even think about it. Oops.” Chanyeol kissed Minseok's mouth quickly.

“/smiles hard”

“Damn, why are you kissing?”

“Well, you talk a lot.”

////Scene cut to the lamp///

(Wow, they didn't do anything at all. Can you believe it?)

Chanyeol has succeeded, everyone. The cool shaved ice has already melted into sweet syrup. Where is the effort? The patience is there. Success is so sweet (wait)

The story after this Probably only the cactus next to the window knows.

Finally, I would like to leave a question for all readers…

What does this fic want to convey?

Ha ha ha ha

PS::

It's a very marathon shot fic, everyone. Saw it as short and stubby as an ant's ass like this. It took me a month to decorate it.. Comments and suggestions can be given below. Or you can go back and comment on the blog at your convenience. Thank you.