Fics like coming in like the ocean (sneak waves)

“I’m never sitting in a car with you again,” Minho teases, and Jisung laughs loudly, brashly, the sound half echoing around the car and half whisked away by the wind brushing their open windows. “Unfortunately, like you said,” Jisung retorts, “You’re stuck with me in this car the whole week.” Minho snorts and glances at Jisung’s hands, now dutifully wrapped around the steering wheel. Truth be told, Minho would definitely sit in a car with Jisung again, and they both know it. The sentiment holds especially true here—with a boisterously-grinning Jisung to his left and the rolling blue Pacific to his right, there’s nowhere else he’d rather be. (Two best friends, the summer before Minho’s last year of college, and a thousand miles on the road.)

Fics like coming in like the ocean (sneak waves)

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