The beach here is different than the ones they've been to before, a sharp contrast between the flat dunes of sand and the high rises behind them. In truth, Jungkook thinks that he might prefer the isolation of the beach they went to as a group — something magical and separate about that location, the quiet enough to convince them that they'd stumbled into a land all their own. But there's something unique about this experience as well, stepping right off of the cusp of so much life and activity, a constant reminder that they're a part of this world, too.
It's wonderful and mundane all at once, a scattering of beach umbrellas stretched across the length of the beach, groups of friends, lovers, and families all meandering along the oceanside.
"At least a little. Up to our calves, or something," Jungkook nods, raising his brows excitedly. He remembers Yoongi wading into the beach they'd visited in the winter, the cool slate blue washing up against pale skin.
He'd never seen something so beautiful.
As they near the start of the dunes, Jungkook nudges himself out of his shoes, picking one of the many scattered umbrellas and placing the pair by its base.
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It's wonderful and mundane all at once, a scattering of beach umbrellas stretched across the length of the beach, groups of friends, lovers, and families all meandering along the oceanside.
"At least a little. Up to our calves, or something," Jungkook nods, raising his brows excitedly. He remembers Yoongi wading into the beach they'd visited in the winter, the cool slate blue washing up against pale skin.
He'd never seen something so beautiful.
As they near the start of the dunes, Jungkook nudges himself out of his shoes, picking one of the many scattered umbrellas and placing the pair by its base.