The first boy is always the hardest to get over. It's just the way the world works. He was the first of your everything and you were of his. You had thought that he would already have you erased from his memories, now a fragment of his long-forgotte...
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PRESENT DAY
"It looks so beautiful," you mused at the sunset.
You had been sitting together by the beach, insisting to stay and watch the sunset with him. You were safe in his warmth, with you sitting between his long legs and both of his arms holding you tight around your waist.
"Yes, very," he answered, all while nibbling your earlobes between the kisses he was giving you, clearly not having his eyes on the sunset at all.
"Hoseok," you whispered, having your breath hitched and shaken as the heat in your body was starting to spread once again after subsiding merely moments ago.
"Hmm?"
"Stop it, it's ticklish."
"You didn't stop me earlier."
"Hmm—well, this time, you really need to stop."
"Then go ahead. Try to stop me."
You waited for a few moments, letting him continue to kiss the nape of your neck while admiring the last seconds of the sun before it disappeared on the horizon. And then once it was gone, you turned around while still being in his hold, catching his lips in yours, devouring them while throwing your weight on him until the both of you fell down onto the sand with him beneath you. You held his arms on either side of his body down on the sand, straddling him with both your legs spread apart as you sat down on top of his hips.
