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Interlude | Sehun

Genre: Fluff af ; Proposal AU

Description: Sea-salt and sunrise, mayhaps a question of faith, it was an interlude, one he couldn't say.

Word Count: 1600

Warning: You might stan Vivi.

Author's Note: I did this for Vivi.

Sehun was onto something. You felt it.

It was certainly a surprise that your sweetheart—ever the not-so-much-an-early-bird—set himself to drive you to the nearest pier to catch that morning's sunrise.

"—every day waiting for you, darling don't be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years, I'll love you for a thousand mor—"

More so with all the gimmicks being pulled.

Click.

"What are you—"

Click, click, click.

"---so wHAT WE GET DRUNK, SO WHAT WE SMOKE WEED, WE'RE JUST HAVING FUN WE DON'T CARE WHO SEES."

"What the hell," your sweetheart almost failed with the steering wheel as you screamed, head swaying to the beat and a pup barking in your lap.

"Did I scare you, baby?"

"Well, if you're going to scream like that—"

"I'm sorry, Vivi-ah," you lifted the doggy and buried your face in his fur, side glancing a scoffing Sehun to your left.

"Will you lower the volume, I'm going to have a headache," he patted your thigh with a soft smile, which was really something closer to a grimace.

Yes, he was really onto something.

"But you really liked this song," you whined, reaching for some more 'clicks' upon the radio to soften the music.

"I do, it's just so early morning," Sehun gave you only a few sleepy glances with squinty eyes that appeared more hooded, the air turbulent against his hair and the open window, playing little slap slaps against its momentum.

"Which is exactly why I need playing it loud," you retributed with puckered lips, picking at Vivi's curls and swirling them on your fingers. "I can't handle ballads or anything of those fluffs right now, I might fall asleep."

"I would wake you up, then," he offered, cherry plump lips molding into a soft gesture,l landing his hand first on the puppy's head and then on your knee, where he kept it.

"And miss this view?" You threw your arms open so as to motion to the far-stretching sea banks and sand—only to nestle your head upon your hand as you rested your elbow against the window and took your sweetheart's profile like a shot of firewater, giddy and rebellious.

"You're looking at me," Sehun posed a cool facade, one that emulated the nurtured looks he'd fashioned in the months of playing a game of 'look an don't touch', during which you'd renunciated to any of your prides and prejudices and resolved to pursuing him. He smiled, "Why?"

"Because you're beautiful," your hand reached to brush back a strand of hair from his eyes—that really only made him the more handsome—so fast Vivi jumped alert, paws on your tummy. Giggles intensifying when you stretched his cheek out more and more, so that it became squishy, "Aren't you so beautiful?"

"Hmhm." Sehun had his eyes on the road still, though you know it was quite the labor to keep them from rolling back on their sockets.

You weren't much a romantic spirit (dates were fine, so long as it would take you less than thirty to be ready, of course), and neither was him. But times like this were a treasure, something to be found and kept, locked away from prying hands. It was only Sehun and you and nothing more and that was fine. He liked it that way, you knew well, knew him enough to know. And enough to know something was up.

"Is there something bothering you?" You asked, unwilling to let go of his cheek as he'd rather leaned more into your hand, neck craning.

"Why would there be?" He switched his eyes over to you slightly, before taking a turn into another road.

"Your eyes crinkle when you smile, but you're not smiling. They do that too when you're worried about work or when you have a fight with someone, did something like that happen?"

Sehun did smile then, "You really do stare at me too much, don't you?"

You made a face, stretching and releasing his cheek when he cried his apologies. By then you'd reached the pier, there were some paths of vast stones that were flat and provided good footing. You struggled with Vivi a few when he kicked around to be set free, totally reluctant to get his collar on, and more when the sea-salt colored wind blew your hair around and into your eyes.

"Fucking—"

"I got it, don't worry," Sehun weaved his fingers into the tangles of your hair and combed it down, chuckling whenever you cursed at a particularly harsh pull. It was taking longer than it should have, tying your hair, and you felt him closer, breaths intertwining with the kiss of the ocean on your neck.

"Are you trying to braid her hair, or what?" You laughed at your own mockery, setting Vivi's head on your shoulder and playing a voice that in your little game would be his.

"Uh, not really, I'm just," Sehun stammered, unfaced by the made-up talking dog, hurrying his movements and caressing your back when the job was terminated, smiling once you settled the puppy down and did a double take at the sea.

"It smells amazing."

"It does," Sehun's palm lingered on your hair, and his happy-mouth widened. "You do—"

"LOOK AT THAT FUCKING WAVE, WOW," You dashed for the small current, shivering when the ocean reached your ankle. You looked back at Sehun to find his hand outstretched, as if in mid-motion. It was incredibly funny, "What?"

He retracted stiffly and took his hand onto the other, massaging it as if it stung, "Nothing. I'm going to, uh, see what's for breakfast."

You frowned. Something truly was fucking up. Sehun wouldn't remember to pack breakfast in, like, any situation, no bloody exceptions. He was too much of an (and you were allowed to say it) irresponsible fool to even fathom the possibility of being human and having a tendency to, you know, just survive—

Oh.

You stared at him in panic. Were you forgetting something? An anniversary? His birthday? Good lord, heavens knew how that went the time you took eleven minutes longer to text him that night. But, no, it wasn't the twelfth. Then—

Squee.

It flew at you, full force. It was unavoidable, the damn squishy. It struck you square in the chest, quite near your boob, and heavens bloody knew how much that hurt like a bitch.

"Sehun, what the fuck?" You collected Vivi's toy as the pup came running up—it was the one with hard material, too, the one that kept treats inside—and yanked it at your sweetheart with a fury.

"I'm sorry, oh my God, I'm sorry," you heard him yell back embarrassed, and you didn't quite look at him and he didn't quite look at you. Good, let him think you're mad. You loved the way he became whenever he tried to appease your tempers, ever this soft malleable thing that would become a doll if you so wished to, clad in butler's getup and—

Squee.

Vivi's squishy broke through your fantasies, and you kneeled to give him a lecture, only to be immediately softened by his heart-fluttering antics. You were mush.

"You need some help, huh?" You tickled his head until his whole body shook, the metal piece of his collar jingling ecstatic. It was a new one, you noticed, one you hadn't seen the moment you put it on him. You were curious, alright, so you shivered and read it's new tag.

Will.

Your immediate thought was 'what the fuck', and when you turned it over to read the following word—You—your next to immediate thought was 'what the fuck' too.

Squee.

Your forehead wrinkled in thought, your fingers agile to open the treat toy. And you saw it.

It was a pure band, simple an untouched, somehow an emblem for every one thing you'd be able to put into it. There was a cord attached to it, made of silk, with words that finished the beginning of a promise, but just the interlude of a song. Will You Be—

"—the sunrise I wake up to every morning?"

His steps had been so quiet but he now stood before you. You raised slowly, craddling the ring in your palm like a baby, like something that needed to be cared for and loved.

Your sweetheart held your eyes. Oh Sehun saw you.

"Will you..."

Say it.

"W-Will you..."

Come on.

"W-WILL YOU."

"Will I what?" There was only a blurred sun and moon and sky and Sehun Sehun Sehun, forever only Sehun.

"I-I-I—"

"DON'T YOU TRY TO OUTCRY ME, YOU..." You were covering your eyes with your fists, the band digging into your flesh and essence. You needed him to hold you because, fuck, you couldn't stop shaking. But what could be done when he found himself in a similar situation.

"I'm not crying, I-I'm not," Sehun scrubbed at his eyes and cheeks, coloring himself in spring blossoms and dew. "My eyes just got too happy."

"What the fuck are you saying," you managed between sobs and beating your chest, so as to prevent the perhaps nearly unpreventable hiccups.

"Alright, fuck. What I'm saying is. Will you marry m—"

"Yes," you jumped when your legs could hold no longer, clinging to his neck and almost bringing him forth with you had he not reached for you down at the same time.

So there you were, crying, whispering, molding into each other's skins, screaming for providence. Promises infused in salt and sand, reaching no end and coming from no beginning. A sunrise that was an interlude. Just him and you.

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