Geborgenheit
Geborgenheit (n.) - to feel completely safe, like nothing could ever harm you; security, comfort trust, satisfaction, acceptance and love from others
Pairing: Choi San (Ateez) x GN!Reader; Genre: Slice of life, Friends to lovers, Festival AU, Romance, Fluff; Rating: sfw, PG-15; Warnings: a large crowd, mentions of stress, getting bumped into several times, getting drenched with water on accident, San saying “f*ck” once and a kiss; Wordcount: 1.462; Event: Beauty in bloom hosted by @k-vanity ; Prompts: Softest Touch, accidentally winning a wet t-shirt contest during a late spring festival, the spring festival is close, do you wanna go?
Summary: San only wanted to go on a cute little date with you. Thinking of the festival as the perfect opportunity. Until he accidentally joined a wet t-shirt contest.
A/N: Dear @sanjoongie I truly hope you like this idea! This is like the thing I was talking about way back... the idea you gave me!
San laid on his back in your bed, his head hanging from the edge while he held a magazine in his hands. He leisurely skipped through the pages, humming a soft melody under his breath.
You had your own head placed on his stomach, scrolling through social media, paying the contents half of your attention. Your eyes closed more often than they stayed open. The soft breathing of San as well as the constant up and down of his chest slowly lulled you into sleep.
After a week of constant work and basically no breaks, a week with missed hours of sleep and missed meals because you simply hadn’t the time to stop, San had to force you to take it a little easier on your days off. Usually he liked to do something, his so-called adventures. Even though those adventures were a walk through the park or a picnic or playing some games. San had the ability to turn the most mundane activities into a small adventure. He usually never stayed still for too long, always having the need to do something but with your exhausted state even San made an effort to keep everything chill on this late afternoon.
At least for a moment.
You stopped at a post on your phone screen, reading over it several times as your attention drifted away after every two words. “Huh, it’s already time for the spring festival again?”
“It’s been spring for a while now.”
“I know, I know. I just thought it already happened without me noticing.” You turned on your side and looked at San - or at least the chin you could see with his position. “Isn’t it rather late for the festival?”
“They complained that it was too cold earlier in spring and that no visitors would come. That’s why they postponed it until now.”
“Huh, things that just fly by.”
San chuckled and closed the magazine, straining his neck to look up at you. “You had a lot to do. No wonder you didn’t hear anything in the first place.”
You smiled softly. “True.”
“You wanna go?” San’s eyes sparkled immediately at the prospect of having another small adventure.
You glanced back at your phone screen, seeing the colourful post still lit up. You hadn’t been to a festival for quite some time now and going with your best friend didn’t sound too bad.
“Actually, yeah. I’d love to.”
San grinned brightly, his eyes turning into crescent moons as he pushed himself up, ignoring how you complained about losing your comfy pillow. “Let’s go!” He immediately rolled himself out of the bed and grabbed his dark blue cardigan, which always looked too big on him.
Soon enough both of you arrived at the festival grounds, watching the crowd pushing along the stalls from the entrance.
“That’s a lot of people.”
“You still wanna go?” San glanced at you with concern layering his voice. The ride up to the festival was already a lot of fun but he truly wanted to spend more time with you.
You turned to San and mustered a smile. “We’re already here! I won’t go before I actually visit the festival.”
Immediately San’s grin returned to his lips. He grabbed your hand and intertwined your fingers, pulling you along towards the crowd.
You stopped counting the times someone bumped into you after your first steps. Instead you focused your attention on San’s hand, thankful he held yours so you wouldn’t lose each other.
The first stalls were simple food stalls, showcasing all kinds of snacks. The air got filled with all the different scents, mixing into each other until they created a heavy cloud that pushed down on you.
Further down the road were stalls selling homemade products that resembled spring in one way or another. You saw a stall selling soaps, another selling jewellery and yet another selling little tea sets. People stood in front of the stalls, yelling their orders to the overworked sellers. You felt bad for a moment and wondered if the money they made out of this was actually worth all this stress.
“Do you want to go anywhere specific or just wander around?” San turned half around to you, speaking louder so you would hear him over the chatter of the crowd.
You shrugged with your shoulders. “Just wander around?”
San simply nodded and shortly squeezed your hand before he continued to navigate through the people.
You walked the faire up and down once, halting somewhere in the middle with remotely fewer people. You stood with your back against a wall, talking to San animatedly about the things you were able to see.
Meanwhile San tried to shield you as much as possible from the crowd, standing right in front of you and having both hands placed against the wall next to your body. He leaned close to your body, trying to catch every word you were saying. His brows furrowed from concentration, making him look way too serious.
That’s when the stage at the end of the somewhat open field lit up, showcasing a bunch of musical equipment. A person stepped onto the stage and turned up some music, blasting it over the speakers that got installed all over the festival.
You gave up on talking with San, instead motioning to him that the two of you should get into the crowd and dance around, enjoying the warm weather and being out at the festival together.
Both of you danced around. You moved your bodies to the rhythm while always having at least one finger linked with the other.
San even joked around and made some ridiculous moves, making you double over in laughter. You lost your balance and stumbled into someone next to you. Before you even knew it, you felt something cold trickling down your spine. Your eyes widened in shock and you immediately froze on the spot.
“Wet t-shirt contest!” Someone yelled loudly over the crowd.
You saw people running and pushing, saw water splash through the air, heard women squealing when the water drenched their clothes. Your head almost mechanically moved downwards, your eyes focused on your wet shirt. The wet spots spread out. Soon enough your whole shirt would be wet.
“Fuck”, San cursed underneath his breath and took off his cardigan, wrapping it immediately around your drenched body. “You okay?”
You nodded slowly, wincing when you felt your cold and wet shirt clinging to your skin. “Not how I planned this evening to be.”
Before San was even able to answer you, someone dunked two bottles of water over his head.
You stared at San with wide eyes and an open mouth. Though your initial shock quickly made way for a bunch of giggles erupting from your throat.
San glared at you playfully, pushing his drenched hair back out of his face. He stemmed his hands into his hips and sighed deeply. He then pursed his lips and looked down at his body.
You followed his gaze, your giggles stopping when you saw his sculpted abs showing through his white tee. You knew San was hot. You weren’t blind. But seeing him like this made your mind spiral into the depth of your imagination you had locked away for the safety of your friendship.
“Like what you see?” San smirked and raised an eyebrow, patiently waiting for a response.
“I guess you won the contest.”
San laughed loudly, throwing his head back for a moment. He quickly looked back at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “So what’s the price for winning?”
You shrugged your shoulders.
“Can I choose something?”
You wanted to question him but your body moved faster than your mind so you already nodded as an answer.
San stepped closer to you and cupped your face with the softest touch, leaning down slowly to give you time. He closely observed your reactions, noting down the slightest changes in your expression.
You clutched his cardigan with one hand while your other grabbed his wet shirt, automatically pulling him closer until he kissed you. Your eyelids fluttered shut and you simply melted into the kiss. With San holding you and his cardigan draped around your shoulders you felt complete and safe despite the ruckus around you. As if you were in your own little bubble and nothing except for San was inside of it with you.
Even after you had to break the kiss to take in some air you stayed close, leaning your foreheads against each other.
“Now I really feel like a winner”, San mumbled and pecked your lips again, grinning almost shyly as he wrapped his arms around your body and swayed you around to the music.
You smiled softly and followed his lead. “Same.”
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