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JAY B 220522 (©BADMOMENT)

HYUNJIN | "IN生" Trailer

sweet angel

chan reassuring new stays and non-stays 🥰

part 1

• there’s a bright pink post-it note on your mailbox on the first day of summer. it says there’s a letter inside
• you don’t understand who put it there and why
• and of course there’s a letter inside, it’s your mailbox - what else should there be?
• you open the letter as you’re sitting criss-cross on the edge of the lake, right in the patch of grass that’s tall enough to hide your figure when you lay down
• it’s short and it isn’t signed by anyone
• it just asks you to meet ‘him’ at the movie theater in town next week for the eight pm showing of some b-rate comedy film
• you pop one of the strawberries you brought with you in your mouth as you try and figure out who ‘he’ is
• he must know you somehow, if he doesn’t - that’s just creepy
• you look at the handwriting 
• it’s neat, so you roll over on your stomach and make a little list to yourself
• renjun? no, he’s spending this summer in paris
• haechan? no, he’d never write a letter and not put his name on it
• jeno? no, he’d never write a letter in the first place
• jaemin? your hand hovers over the next strawberry and you rest your cheek against your palm
• na jaemin? why would na jaemin ask you out to a movie date?
• you only know each other through mutual friends
• you’ve hung out with him once or twice
• each time, barely sharing two or more words due to his popularity with just about everyone else in the room
• and the fact that you weren’t much of a talker
• and he wasn’t much of a listener
• you shake your head, no - it’s definitely not na jaemin either.
• when the day of the movie comes around, you pace around your room wondering if you should go or not
• a part of your mind, logical and sound says of course not. this isn’t the 1940s who is writing letters to ask people on dates that is normal
• why can’t they just send you a facebook message or a text
• but the other part of your mind, curious says you have to - at least to see who this secret admirer is
• you decide, at 7:45pm to throw caution to the wind - it is summer, and the movie theater will be crowded, if you need to make your escape you’ll be able to
• there’s nothing to lose
• you get there five minutes late and look around for anyone familiar, anyone at all 
• when you feel someone tap your shoulder
• you turn and blink
• “jaemin?”
• “you got my letter!”
• the movie isn’t good, you aren’t paying attention during most of it, just eating the popcorn jaemin bought and pretending you’re not sneaking peeks at him every five minutes mulling over the same thought
• why did he ask me to go to the movies? does he want to be my friend? is this a date?
• he turns, when the credits roll, and ask if you have to be home by a certain time
• you shake your head, so he asks if you’ll come with him to the lake
• you walk through the grassy patch where you’d read that letter he sent - there are some teenagers out and about, a family bbq somewhere nearby 
• so you two stroll till you’re at the edge of the quietest part of the lake and jaemin pulls something from his back pocket that he hands to you
• it’s another letter
• you start to open it and he makes a sound
• in the dark summer night you don’t see his face go red
• “don’t read it now-”
• “why not? i want to.”
• you state bluntly, pulling the folded paper from the envelope and fishing your phone out to use the flashlight
• as you start to mouth the words outloud
• jaemin shakes his head, turns and runs straight toward the lake
• “jaemin!?”
• you chase after him, stopping short of the water as he wades in till he’s hip deep
• “jaemin?!?”
• “it’s embarrassing, i said don’t read it now!”
• “fine, fine i won’t - come out of the water!”
• you and him walk down the road, his jeans sopping wet and a big smile on his face as you roll your eyes
• “that was a dumb thing to do.”
• “you were going to read my own letter out loud to me, what did you think i would do?”
• you stop a street down from your house and suddenly, even with his wet jeans and that dumb grin on his face
• you can’t help but be honest with yourself about jaemin - he’s handsome and he’s sweet 
• and this wasn’t weird at all
• which makes it weird………..if that makes sense
• “can i read it now?”
• you ask and wave the letter with one hand, he says ok - in three seconds
• when you want to ask what happens in three seconds, he’s already running down the block and away from you counting, 3, 2, 1 -
• you sit on your bed, open the letter and read it outloud
• i like you, i hope you’ll spend this summer with me. if you don’t believe that i like you, i can prove it. remember right after the fifth football game of the season, in haechan’s dorm, when he was tipsy and we had to hid when the ra came to check on us? you hide with me, under the bed. it was maybe two minutes. just us, alone, listening to haechan lie, trying not to laugh. you smelled like honey and strawberries. i wanted to kiss you under that bed, but i was scared you’d slap me and the ra would catch us. i mean actually that might not prove anything to you. but i like you. if you have nothing else to do, do you want to spend this summer with me?
• you set the letter down and get up to grab your phone
• you want to text jeno for jaemin’s number but you stop yourself
• instead, the next morning you show up on your bike in front of his house
• he’s in the yard doing some kind of chore and when he sees you he almost trips over the hose in his hand as he runs over 
• he’s going to say something, but you drop a letter in his hands and ride off before he can make a sound
• when jaemin opens it
• all it reads is
• yes, i want to spend this summer with you. 
• and you do spend everyday of it together. sitting at the lake, trying to fish or listening to music or just watching the clouds go by
• jaemin can talk for hours and usually chatty people rub you the wrong way, but his voice can almost lull you to sleep
• and when it does, he pulls you into his chest and runs his fingers through your hair even though when you wake up he pretends he’s just counting passing butterflies
• you visit him at his part-time job at the main street florist, where he does a lot of bouquet wrapping and flower decorating
• he brings some of the unused flowers over to your room and teaches you how to weave them together or press them between the pages of your books
• you see more shitty movies, you ride your bikes together, you ignore the jealous glares at the mall from other people who wish they were dating jaemin
• and jaemin distracts you with silly jokes and general goofiness that you wouldn’t expect from someone so handsome
• the first time he tries to kiss you, in your backyard while your parents are away
• you mumble for him to stop because you’ve never done it before and he smiles and says ok
• if you want him to stop, he’ll stop. he’ll wait forever if he has to.
• you shake your head and explain no, it’s not that you want him to wait forever it’s that you don’t want him to be disappointed when you kiss back and sparks don’t fly or whatever it is that happens in love stories
• he laughs, he says
• don’t worry, the sparks fly for me when you’re just standing next to me. im sure kissing you will feel like the whole parade.
• the line is corny and you push him a little, only to curl your hands around the fabric of his shirt and pull him in
• his lips are soft and he mumbles again, that you smell and taste like strawberries
• as the summer dwindles down you start to panic a little, because his letter had said 
• do you want to spend your summer with me
• but now that it’s ending you are scared to ask if this will continue - or if jaemin will act like it never happened
• on the last day of august, you are walking hand in hand with him from the mall and you stop and look up and jaemin waits
• “are you going to leave me when fall comes?”
• his smile falls a bit and his features grow serious
• “no, are you going to leave me?”
• “your letter just said you wanted me to spend this summer with you-”
• “i meant this summer, the next, and the next, and the next - every summer. from now until forever.”
• you try to hide your smile and you try again to tell him to stop being so romantic
• but this time, you are the one who brought it up
• you lean up and press your lips to his and jaemin whispers
• “i mean it - forever.”
• now, so many summers after that one - you come home and there’s a pink post it note on your mailbox
• just like there is every first day of summer for the last decade
• you open it and there’s a letter inside
• meet me at the movies at 8pm?
• you tuck the letter into your bag and trot up the stairs to your apartment, the doors open and you push through
• jaemin is sitting at the tv and waves without looking when he hears the sound of the lock
• you sit down beside him, his arm coming around you
• “so what movie are we gonna see this year?”
• “oh you know the usual, some bad comedy - but hey.”
• he turns to you with the same gleaming smile he’s had since he was a young boy
• “the popcorns on me.”

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