watching the boy scale the tree caused even her own heart to race. clutching at her chest, she couldn’t help but relate the familiar thumping of her heart to days that had past. boom, the feeling of watching him hang off the railings of the boat. boom, boom, the familiar rhythm of running from security after embarrassing some higher class elite. boom, boom, boom, the feeling found in quiet moments, hidden away on empty decks exchanging small whispers. however, when she watched him push himself from the tree she let out a scream. almost sure of his imminent death she ran to the side of the pool, lowering herself down so that she was laying on her stomach, peering over the side of the pool, her nose hanging just above the water.
when he surfaced, she jumped back slightly in shock, slapping him lightly on his forehead, “you are so stupid, you know that?” she laughed and admittedly, she hadn’t felt herself laugh like that, properly, for awhile. when he posed a question back to her, she mused herself with a little smile as she repeated his last words, “maybe not.” but their story was littered with maybe’s. maybe they weren’t so different as they thought. maybe they would have worked, maybe they still could. maybe they should have kissed that one night. maybe she wanted to kiss him now. maybe these questions would never become answer, but maybe they might.
“win? psh!” she exclaimed, “the night has merely begin, we can’t start designating winners, you can win monopoly but not- this!!” her sentence was cut short when he threw both of them into the pool. with a squeal she secured her arms around his neck as their bodies hit the water. “arnie!” she shouted as she surfaced from the water, completely drenched, “this is valentino!” but the laughter the remained, the same laughter that hadn’t left her since the day that they met.
“oh you’re going to get it,” she warned before jumping up and pushing his shoulders down and submerging his head into the water, attempting to quickly swim away afterwards as to evade a possible counter-strike. treading water, she kept a safe distance between them, something that she mirrored in their day-to-day lives. vivian continued to splash water in his face if and when he approached before she put forward her next challenge, “alright, now me. what bet do you have for me, mr park?”
he let out a self-satisfied chuckle as they rose above the water, but stopped for a moment to mockingly pout his lips. “oh no, not valentino!” he joined in with her laughter shortly after and could feel his stomach beginning to feel sore from it.
his eyes widened as he was forced beneath the water and he shook his head like a dog when he rose again. using both hands, he pushed big waves of water towards vivian, splashing as much water he could in her direction. it was like he was a kid again, and the high energy between them caused a certain euphoria that he hadn’t felt in a long time. it was the “bet,” he said, before splashing her once more. he chuckled at his own childish actions as he approached her and began to think. during all of this time that he spent with her, the nostalgia of their trip together was reoccurring. and perhaps it wasn’t only because of all the fun and adventures they had, but also because of the feelings they shared. he was confident enough to say that back then, there was something between them---that if one of them had just made a move, then they would've been together, maybe even until today. but now, he wasn’t entirely sure where they stood, where those feelings went. did they disappear? or were they buried? yearning to thrive?
there only seemed to be one way to find out. “tell me, what do you have for me?” he asked, raising his eyebrows. he walked closer, to where they were only stood a foot apart. a slight smile spread across his lips when he spoke, which he tended to do when he was nervous. “do you feel something for me? ‘cause honestly... i might be feeling something for you.”
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