WANDERLUST.
the irresistible desire to travel

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        "SHIRTS?"

        Check.

        "Jeans?"

        Check.

        "Sweater, soap, food, earphones?"

        "Check, check, and check," Renjun mumbled to himself as he zipped up his duffel bag, which dwelt with the pillows and blankets on the bed, and took a step back. "Now all I need is a swimsuit."

        He stepped out of the room and walked to the living room, where bags were scattered all over the floor, with stuff of all sorts jumbled up.

        "God, I—" Donghyuck breathed out once he'd successfully zipped up his backpack. "I'm so excited, I'm about to zimzalabim myself up there to the pool."

        Mark giggled softly, but before he could say a word the doorbell resonated throughout the house.

        "Come in!" Jisung yelled, crouched down on the floor and organising his packed bag.

        Mrs. Park and Mrs. Oh walked into the room, plastic bags hung around their wrists. "Here are the rash guards we promise we'd buy you guys," Jisung's mom said as she dropped the bags down the floor.

        The boys came swarming to the said bags, like dogs scampering to a pack of meat.

        Each swimsuit was black, with a thin strip of color differentiating each piece.

        "I'm getting this one!" Jaemin yelled whilst grabbing the black and magenta suit before anyone gets it before him.

        "I dibs on this!" Jeno's hands were swift to grab the one with the blue colored strip.

        "—And this one's mine, it's final," Renjun said quietly, his hand sneaking to hold the red-colored rash guard.

        Mark didn't say anything and quickly got two suits—a purple one for him and a yellow one for his sunshine.

        Chenle and Jisung were the last ones to get—orange and green hues, not bad.

        Miri sat at the corner of the room, her backpack being stuffed with clothes and the like. Mrs. Oh approached her, since it didn't seem like she had moved a muscle since.

        "Miri?" she asked the young girl who was busy packing, "You have a swimsuit, right? I can go buy again if not, we're in Myeongdong after all-"

        Miri grabbed a piece of clothing from her bag and stuffed it in front of the woman's face with a giggle, her voice degrading into a muffle. "Don't worry, I packed just in case."

        After everyone had gotten their swimsuits they all retreated back to their bags, which were all pretty packed with clothes, and most especially food.

        "Get ready in twenty, and afterwards we're heading to the vans, okay?" Mrs. Oh yelled on the top of her lungs while she, too, started to do the finishing touches.

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        "That's the last of it, for all I know," Eunrae turned to Seoyeon while she dropped each bag inside the trunk. The woman gave her a nod, as they heard a mob of voices coming from the front door.

"I like window seats! Even in planes!" Chenle yelled an ear-piercing shriek, "So I'm sitting by the window regardless!"

"That's nOT FAIR-" Jaemin was cut off by Renjun who instantly landed a hand on the boy's loud mouth, earning him an eye roll.

When they saw the two women by one of the vans, they all approached them in a run. "Are we about to leave, Mrs. Park?" Mark asked, gripping the hem of his knit sweater.

The lady smiled at the boy and patted his head, "Hm. Tell the others to get inside."

Eunrae and Seoyeon watched each of them get inside the car one by one. This was Mrs. Park's van, which seated Mark, Donghyuck, Jaemin, Jeno, and Renjun.

The others—Chenle, Jisung, and Miri—went inside Mrs. Oh's car.

Eunrae was supposed to go inside the car already, but her wrist was held back by Seoyeon. "Wait..." Eunrae turned her head to her best friend, her irises glistening with worry.

"Remember, I invited someone else?" she reiterated silently, as if trying to keep something a secret, while Eunrae listened attentively. "You know... for Miri."

Upon the mention of the girl's name, she instantly got the idea. "Oh- right!"

But her smile immediately faded. "But he's not here yet..."

And not long after, loud, rushed footsteps could be heard coming from the pavement a few blocks away. The two women quickly snapped their heads to the direction of the noise, and Mrs. Oh couldn't help but yell out the boy's name.

"WINWIN MY BOY!"

        The said male sprinted his way to the house, backpack hung loosely on his shoulder. His blue button-up flapped along the breeze, his brown locks up in a frenzy.

        He stopped in his tracks as he was already in front of the two women, and rested his hands on his two knees, pants escaping his lips and his chest heaving erratically.

        "Are..." Mrs. Oh looked at Winwin with brows furrowed. "Are you okay?"

        The boy stood up, his hand running through his sweaty brown hair. "Never been better."

        The two women chuckled as Winwin gave then an exhausted smile. "By the way..."

          He gripped on his backpack, "Where's Miri?"

          The two smiled knowingly, their features drawn with a smirk. "Over there at Mrs. Oh's car," Eunrae spoke as she jabbed a finger to the white van.

        Winwin slipped in a little bow with a smile, "Thank you, again."

        And he left in a twinkling of an eye, and dashed to the vehicle that sat still on the edge of the gravel driveway.

        The boy gripped on the door handle and pulled it aside, wide open. He couldn't control his bright smile.

        Meanwhile, Miri's eyes widened in pure shock.

        "W-Winwin?!"

        Her voice almost cracked as he muttered his name, the name she missed so dearly, and immediately pulled the male in a warm, blissful embrace.

        Winwin was taken aback, but nonetheless he complied, snaking his arms around the female's waist, not wanting to break away from the hug.

        "I..." Miri trailed off, almost at lost of words. "I missed you, so much."

        Winwin had a toothy grin, his chin on top of Miri's chestnut hair, running his hand over and over her locks. "Me too, me too," he whispered, pulling away and planting a chaste kiss on her forehead.

        Miri giggled and leaned in for a kiss, short but sweet. Her eyes glimmered at Winwin, her lips curved into the same, toothy smile.

        "Ahem."

        The two cocked their heads to the voice to see Jisung looking at them bluntly. "Not here— at least, not in front of us."

        The two giggled softly and slipped inside the back seat, snuggled up together in their own little world.

        Not long after, Mrs. Oh got inside the van and locked the door shut, pulling her seatbelt on and adjusting the rear view mirror.

        "Buckle up, we're hitting the road in a sec!"

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        ❀ | a/n !
— boring filler chapter, but i guess i spiced it up a bit with winwin ;)) also rip yuwin but alright
— HYUCKHAN !