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“Do you regret it?”
Seungyoun opens his eyes, squinting against the sun. They’re sitting at the bow, and Wooseok’s laying down on his lap, head resting just underneath the bulkhead and shielded away from the wind.
“What is there to regret?” Seungyoun says, carding his fingers through Wooseok’s hair.
Wooseok looks up at him and shrugs. “All of this, I guess. Meeting me. Going to sea again.”
“Are you kidding me? You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” Then, Seungyoun wrinkles his nose. “And can you imagine becoming a landlubber ? That’s neither of us, Wooseok.”
Wooseok laughs, and the sound rings over the waves like music.
“You’re right,” he says. “There’s nothing to regret.”
Another gust of wind blows over the sails, and it causes the Storm to rock in the ocean a bit. Waves crash against the hull, and clouds gather in the sky.
“I love you,” Wooseok says matter-of-factly. Seungyoun smiles and says it back.
And it’s in moments like these in which Seungyoun swears that he can hear the ocean sing.