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a day on the beach [dated to 2/9]
It's really not warm enough for a beach trip, but maybe that's why they're doing it. It's an impractical trip, a flight of fancy that hadn't been planned or anticipated, a spare afternoon where none of them have other plans, or at least no plans that can't be changed. They have a free few hours and Jin's truck and nothing in the world sounds better than spending a few stupid hours together.
The hyungs all pile into the cab, Jin hyung and Joonie hyung up front, the other two just behind them while Jimin and Taehyung and Jungkook make themselves comfortable in the bed. Or at least as comfortable as they can with a few blankets, their cheeks turning a frigid pink as the wind whips at their skin. It's next to impossible to carry on any conversation back there, but that hardly stops them from trying, the three of them screaming and laughing into the wind, rejoicing in the opportunity to just be away from the rest of the world, to exist in just this exact moment with nothing else weighing them down.
Jimin's ears are ringing by the time hyung pulls onto the familiar stretch of beach, body buzzing from the vibration of the truck on the road as he hops out.
It's even colder here than it'd been in the city, the wind rushing off the water, chilling Jimin to the bone despite his big, puffy coat. But it feels amazing, the sand soft under his shoes as he runs up ahead, glancing back at his friends as he comes dangerously close to the edge of the water, hands still stuffed in the pockets of his coat. The dulled sunlight glints off the truck, a little blink as the sun is enveloped in another blanket of clouds.
They've only just got here, still have hours to spend doing just about whatever they want and yet, some part of Jimin is already dreading when it all ends.
The hyungs all pile into the cab, Jin hyung and Joonie hyung up front, the other two just behind them while Jimin and Taehyung and Jungkook make themselves comfortable in the bed. Or at least as comfortable as they can with a few blankets, their cheeks turning a frigid pink as the wind whips at their skin. It's next to impossible to carry on any conversation back there, but that hardly stops them from trying, the three of them screaming and laughing into the wind, rejoicing in the opportunity to just be away from the rest of the world, to exist in just this exact moment with nothing else weighing them down.
Jimin's ears are ringing by the time hyung pulls onto the familiar stretch of beach, body buzzing from the vibration of the truck on the road as he hops out.
It's even colder here than it'd been in the city, the wind rushing off the water, chilling Jimin to the bone despite his big, puffy coat. But it feels amazing, the sand soft under his shoes as he runs up ahead, glancing back at his friends as he comes dangerously close to the edge of the water, hands still stuffed in the pockets of his coat. The dulled sunlight glints off the truck, a little blink as the sun is enveloped in another blanket of clouds.
They've only just got here, still have hours to spend doing just about whatever they want and yet, some part of Jimin is already dreading when it all ends.
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Maybe that's part of why he's been nervous about being around Jin. Because he can say he understands and he can tell Jin that it's okay, but he can't hide the way his heart aches. It wasn't like he ever really had any hopes of getting to be with Jin like that, but it's harder now, knowing he was right, harder now that Jin knows, that Jin's had to reject him.
Jungkook's seen through him entirely, of course. He knows what Hoseok's thinking without Hoseok having to say it because he can see it in Hoseok's eyes, because he knows Hoseok well enough to be able to read what he sees.
"I want to spend time with him," Hoseok agrees, inhaling against the ache in his chest. "And not just... I mean, I'm trying..." He sighs, looking out across the ocean for a minute, wishing there was some way the cold waves could just wash all these feelings away.
He hears laughter then, turns his head to see Jimin and Taehyung down the beach, running along the surf.
He swallows. "Sometimes I wish I could go back in time," he says, turning back to Jungkook. "And, like. Fix what I did wrong. Change things. It was better when he didn't know," he explains with a laugh. "It would be better if he didn't. Easier."
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He realizes, of course, that Hoseok might not feel particularly happy about where he is now. That the loneliness he lamented when they spoke months ago might still be pervasive through his life. If only, Jungkook thinks, he could pass over some of his optimism. Some of that firm belief that he still so easily holds on Hoseok's behalf, that there will be better times to come.
"Maybe it'd be easier, but I guess... I don't know," Jungkook says, wishing he had the right words. Sometimes he just feels clumsy, stumbling around sentiments that don't sound as nice when he explains them out loud. He stretches his legs back out, letting his toes skim across the chilly water, splashing some drops out into the distance. "You never know what good things might come down the line, thanks to where you've been. Right? I think about my dad sometimes, and how much I wish he was still around, but. If he was, then I probably never would've moved to where I am now, and I don't think I would have met any of you. Stuff like that."
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Jungkook's doing that for him now, trying to take a bad situation and find something positive about it. And then Jungkook mentions his dad, about how his dad leaving brought him to where he is now, and Jungkook doesn't say it but there's something in his tone that might be an implication; if Hoseok had to guess, he'd say Jungkook wouldn't even think about giving up his life now to be able to grow up with his own father, even it if meant getting to live with two people who love him, who don't hit him.
Hoseok loves his friends, he loves them all so much, more than anything. They're his family, they take care of him, take care of each other, hold each other up. Hoseok wouldn't know how to smile without them, wouldn't have any kind of future to look forward to.
But if he had the choice, if he could have his mother back, could return to that amusement park and count all the way to ten, uncover his eyes and see her standing there, there's a big part of him that wouldn't be able to say no. Even knowing that having her might keep him from meeting these boys, the people who matter most, who will always matter most.
He's glad it's not a decision he'll ever have to make.
"You're right," he says, watching Jungkook dip his toes in the water, the ripples he creates, cause and effect. "It's good that we can't go back. I mean, we'll always make new mistakes," he adds with a laugh. "And this one, telling Jin hyung... It's not the worst mistake I've made."