#frostedge
To: @frostedge (Kristi)
From: @scout-the-prep (Lucy
I hope you enjoy this lil piece of fluff! Have a lovely Christmas!!! I’ve loved getting to know you and your characters, you seem like such a nice person!
Here you go!
The best days are the ones where you arrive back home short of breath, with shining eyes and sand in your shoes, with each grain holding a different happy, smiling memory. The best days are the ones spent with the person you love, where the dying light is illuminated by their smile. The best days, the ones you remember the most, are spontaneous, unplanned and silly, with a feeling of unmistakable joy and weightlessness.
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Clement giggled as Hyunwoo took his hand, pulling him along the soft white sand. Hyunwoo seemed full of energy, which was unusual but Clement hardly noticed - his senses were full of the salty taste, smell and beauty of the turquoise waves rising high in front of them. Hyunwoo, too, seemed in awe of the beauty of the beach, with its rolling pale sand dunes and palm trees lining the boardwalk.
They had arrived a few hours earlier, at the pier, and had stuffed their faces with popcorn, candy floss and every fried item under the sun. Now they were running, as free as the seagulls, along the bay, with the cool wind ruffling their hair. Clement had never felt so alive, and with Hyunwoo next to him, he felt… invincible.
He hardly had time to register this before Hyunwoo was pulling him into the waves, laughing as Clement struggled for breath. Their expression changed in a second as Clement submerged them with a huge grin on his face. The game soon turned into a wild, frenzied splashing competition leaving both sides breathless with laughing.
As they both emerged, soaking wet and grinning, onto the sand, Hyunwoo noticed the fading light above them. The duo linked hands once again and watched the pink hues of the sunset change into vivid orange splashes across the sky, infused with purples and blues. Hyunwoo glanced over at Clement, still with his head in the stars. They squeezed his hand and whispered three words into his ear. Clement blushed and gazed back at Hyunwoo, repeating the words slowly, tasting each one on his tongue before releasing them into the star studded night sky.
The two looked into each other eyes for what seemed like eternity, until Clement broke the silence by leaning into Hyunwoos lips, for a brief, fleeting, yet infinite moment of love.
Name and Username: krsit, frostedge
recipient’s Name and Username: aidan, skeleton-with-standards
message: hello aidan and happy holidays! as your secret santa i apologize for not messaging often due to school and the like, but i appreciate and adore your answers to my questions for you on anon! you seem like a really cool person and i hope to get to know you more in the future
i hope you enjoy this gift!
special thanks to @dudethatsmyghostking for helping me edit! you rock man
Title: among beanies, curry, and motorcycles
Author:frostedge
Summary: the three times nishan watches koh and mia together and the one time nishan gets it. koh/mia.
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 1,657
Rating: G
1.
today, the sky decides to settle into a blue hue stippled by a few wisps of clouds, and the sun beams over nishan’s high school, granting a warm welcome to the students going back to school from the weekend.
(well, it’s a warm welcome for nishan; he fails to notice the group of students beside him, groggily dragging their feet towards the building).
it’s still 30 minutes before the bell rings so nishan chooses to go to the lunch table where he eats with his friends; hopefully, he can find someone to kill time with before first period starts. he manages to spot davina sitting on their usual table. they smile as they continuously tap at their phone screen.
davina looks up to see nishan. they scoot over and pat the space beside them, allowing nishan to sit down. “hey, nishan,” they smile and show nishan their phone screen. nishan’s gaze meets a picture of two rats, one lying on top of the other. “check this out: bonobo is sleeping on top of yip. isn’t it cute?” davina’s grin is wide as they zoom in on the picture.
before nishan could respond with a fact about rats (“did you know that rats can go longer than a camel without water?”), he is interrupted by a loud thump of a bag knocking against the top of the table. nishan looks up and accidentally meets eyes with koh. his breath hitches, and koh just laughs. the fact that koh is early for once surprises nishan alone, but it’s mia’s presence as she stands right behind koh that also happens to be a shock. mia sets her bag down next to koh’s and sits down in front of davina.
it’s davina who speaks up first. “whoa,” davina’s eyes widen before they flash koh a smirk. “is that a beanie i see?”
nishan becomes confused for a few seconds before he realizes that a beanie is, in fact, adorned on koh’s head: it’s red, definitely made out of wool, and nishan admits the beanie fits xem well. koh’s long, dark mane is now tucked inside xyr beanie, tufts of xyr hair messily sticking out from all sides; some of xyr piercings now more exposed and less subtle than before.
“it was my idea,” mia speaks up. she smiles proudly before her face contorts into one of annoyance. “except i have nothing to do with how messy it looks.”
“please,” koh rolls xyr eyes before xe gives mia a smile, “it looks just fine.“
mia huffs a ‘no’ before she stands up, faces koh, pulls koh’s beanie downwards, and pushes xyr strands of hair underneath xyr beanie. meanwhile, koh stands silently, brows furrowed and lips formed into a straight line as mia fixes xyr hair, obviously disgruntled.
when mia is done, she crosses her arms and smiles in triumph. “there you go.” she then grabs her bag and waves at davina and nishan. “i’ll be going to my locker now. see you guys.” mia nods at koh before she grabs her bag from the table and walks away.
koh shrugs before xe fiddles with xyr beanie, making it look like what it was before mia had fixed it up. xe winks at davina and nishan before xe jogs up to catch up to mia.
nishan can’t get the feeling that something’s a bit different, but he shakes it off and continues to listen to davina tell a story about their pet rats.
2.
lunch comes around, and nishan sits with his friends at their usual lunch table, a peanut butter jelly sandwich and a grape juice box in hand. sakura throws him a pack of gummy bears out of sympathy.
usually at lunch time, nishan would usually geek out with sakura over the latest game releases (sakura has been pushing him to play a game - if he can correctly recall - with skeletons, something about souls, and microsoft fonts?), reread some chapters of his chemistry textbook, or simply listen to the others talk about their own interests. however, it’s today when he decides not to listen to julian’s confusing if invigorated tirades of football, but instead to fixate his attention towards koh and mia.
koh’s got chicken curry and rice with a can of soda while mia has a small grilled cheese sandwich and a bottle of water. koh eats xyr chicken with vigor and tops it off with a huge swig of soda, fingers crushing the aluminum can. xe slams it down against the table before xe continues to devour xyr lunch. mia takes small bites of her lunch before the small sandwich is gone, her eyes are downcast and head hung.
koh eventually notices mia’s behavior and how fast she finished her lunch, and stops before xe finishes eating xyr dish. koh scoops a spoonful of chicken curry but instead of stuffing it into xyr mouth, xe brings it close to mia.
“here,” koh whispers, “your body needs more energy to get through the day.”
mia eyes the spoonful of curry before she reluctantly takes a bite. she gulps before she opens and drinks her bottle of water. “…thank you.”
koh grins before xe brings another spoonful against mia’s lips. mia hesitates before each bite, but she brightens up every time.
nishan is quite surprised how soft koh’s smile could be.
3.
after a last period of riveting grammar conventions and sentence structures, the day ends and nishan is packing up his things when he remembers to talk to mia about the social studies project they are supposed to be working together on. he stuffs his books and his folder brimming with worksheets and assignments into his backpack before he runs out of the building and towards the parking lot of the campus.
when he catches the sight of long, curly, blonde hair with tips dipped in light pink flowing along with the light breeze that blew over the town, he breathes a sigh of relief. it’s the figure of koh walking next to mia that nishan’s relief was gone as it quickly as it came, fear now settling in his chest.
“mia!” nishan calls out anyway. mia and koh halt to a stop and turn towards nishan’s direction as he approaches the two.
“i was wondering if you want to work on the social studies project now?” nishan sheepishly asks as he rubs the back of his head, “i mean, i know it’s due in a month, but we can go to the library and start researching if you want to.”
“sorry, nerd, no can do,” koh shakes xyr head. nishan takes notice of the grasp koh has on mia’s wrist. “we’ve got plans.”
mia gives an apologetic frown, “we can work on it, um, maybe the day after tomorrow? maybe next week?”
nishan is about to cut off the conversation with an ‘oh, it’s alright!’ and run away, but koh beats him to it first.
“mia, if we stay here longer, the longer we have to wait for those chicken wings.”
mia laughs and nods. “you’re right. we still have to pick up the basket and blanket, don’t we?”
it’s koh’s turn to burst into laughter before xe furrows xyr eyebrows in annoyance. “also our spot might be taken. we need to stay away from…” koh shivers, “… bugs as far away as possible.”
mia takes koh’s hand and places her hand on top of xyrs. she gives xem a soft, yet reassuring smile. “of course. let’s go then?” the two then start walking away, nishan left long forgotten in the fray. he realizes he’s free and he’s about to go turn and head back to the building when he makes the mistake of looking back and he backtracks.
it’s the first time nishan has ever seen mia strap on a motorcycle helmet and take a seat on koh’s motorcycle. it’s also the first time nishan has ever watched mia wrap her arms around koh’s waist as koh revs up the engine and zooms off away from school.
4.
it finally hits nishan the next day during lunch when mia and koh excuse themselves to go to the bathroom together. as the two continue their walk to the bathroom nishan notices them going closer and closer to each other until their hands brush, fingers close to interlocking. it’s that moment when nishan stops midway from eating his sandwich and slams his hands against the table, startling the rest of his friends.
“oh my god,” nishan murmurs, “they’re dating.”
“huh?” ezra archs an eyebrow.
“they’re dating!” nishan exclaims louder, hands flailing about in the air, “mia and koh — the motorcycle — beanies and feeding each other at lunch, and-and now holding hands!” nishan puts his head on his hands. “they have to be together!”
“… did you just notice?” wes blinks at nishan.
“h-huh?”
davina bursts into raucous laughter, fists repeatedly slamming the table. “oh my god —” they stop to catch a breath. “nishan, it was so obvious.”
nishan stares blankly at his other friends. “what.”
“nish, they’ve been dating for like,” payton puts a hand on her chin, “three months?”
“what?!”
davina giggles, “i can’t believe you.”
nishan starts looking about frantically in disbelief, “what? when? why? how? where?’
“does it matter?” autumn shrugs, “as long as they’re happy together.”
“i am happy for them and everything b-but,” nishan stutters, “how could i have not noticed? for 3 months?”
“3 months,” payton shakes her head.
“3 months,” nishan repeats. he then crosses his arms, suspiciously eyeing the rest of them. “are any of you dating each other? speak up.”
laughter rings in the air before it’s soon broken by mia and koh’s return. “what’s happening?” mia asks, puzzled.
“3 months,” wes starts snickering. nishan glares at him.
“huh?”
laughter echoes through the air once again. it’s moments like these in which nishan fails to recognize payton and davina giggling in the sidelines, davina’s hand on top of payton’s.
