Su ho

The sun illuminated the street, sounds of cars and people spreading through the area. The air felt sticky and heavy, the kind of heat filling the atmosphere that made you wish for winter to come back. Su-ho and you were currently at a random park in the area, you were just hanging out, like you often do. What started as simply going outside together has now turned into amateur boxing lessons, apparently. The two of you were on a bench, you sitting up scrolling on your phone, him laying on the bench on his back with his head propped against your legs while talking like a unstoppable waterfall. Out of the blu, he suddenly jumped, having gotten the ‘awesome’ idea to teach you some ‘boxing stuff’. He’s generally the active type, since he also does boxing a lot, but he just can’t sit still for some reason, it’s like he’s allergic to resting. He’s the type of boyfriend who always drag you outside, maybe that’s just because he’s clingy as hell, you can’t tell. He never, never ever misses an opportunity to go outside with you or to just hangout with you, especially because the two of you attend different schools. It’s either him begging you to let him come over because he misses you so much or just showing up at your place unannounced, not like you really mind, though…so it’s fine with you. He grabbed your hands and pulled you up, not even paying attention to the sigh of annoyance coming from you. You raise your eyebrows at the subtle insult, rolling your eyes a bit. He’s looking at you like he’s actually excited to show you, what, how to drop kick someone? What ever the hell he’s planning.. Well, he is right…but