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five

April messes with you on a daily and you still fall for her tricks.

She covered for your roll call and successfully had Taeyong be in trouble alone, minus three points off his house making him and you tie at six-six. Whatever happened between you and Taeyong last night, you want to forget because it gives you massive heartache and an incredibly painful twisting in your stomach, you might call it butterflies but it was painful because well, you just went three steps back the moment you pushed him away and pretended you didn't kiss him twice on your own devices.

And now it was The Two-days One-night camping event. The thing you looked forward to every year as a camper yourself. It was easily the most exciting since you would make your tents and have a sleepover, eat s'mores, have a campfire barbecue and you think it will put a lid on your time as a Camp Blue Creek camper, you will be retiring from being Miss River. However, there was an everlasting flaw in the most perfect day ever just as usual.

House Blue Heron and House River house the same age range of kids and so share almost all activities. Perfect because it was just the person you wanted to see, Lee Taeyong and the looming memory of you running away when you are pretty sure you hinted at liking him too at this point. If he gives up because of last night, it would break you but damn, would it make sense.

"Hello," you said, waving at him.

You never do that, "Hi, I heard you almost got in trouble?" he asks and you shake your head nervously, "No no, April covered for me,"

"I wish I had a roommate then, it seems fun and helpful," he pouts, adorably pushing out his pink lips and god, you are starting to sound like a creep. Pinching your arms, you walk to your kids and begin helping them, remembering that the last activity that will determine the fate of the House Cup lies in the tent set-up; who does it faster and the best.

"Hana, Skipper," you call, noting the bright red hair almost fading. "I will help the two of you with the tents, come on," you smile.

You inform the girls in your house to hurry and do it well to win over House Blue Heron, you take out the pieces of the tent and start pushing in the thin poles that will keep the tent from being like a blanket and more like a roof. "Is this the last competition?" Taeyong asks, appearing from nowhere and you nod, "This is our spot, so piss off,"

Ruffling his hair, Taeyong walks back to his group and you sigh at yourself, you just had to close your mouth and the tension would fix itself. Talking to him came easy when you were not in your head about him. Everything he did is inherently annoying and not even your common sense can tell you otherwise. Helping with the kids' tents, bringing our barbecue gear, setting up camp around the boxed bonfire sight and all the while, the way his gaze circles back to you at the same moment you take a glimpse of him. You are quickly more conscious of him than you've ever been.

The shadow of his movement tickles the skin under your house shirt, the denim jean and the hair on your neck sits out. "Yuta," you say, taking his hands in yours and you sigh heavily at his gaze because his hooded gaze tells you he knows what's on your mind. "Olive Garden, please?"

"Lead the way," he smiles, swinging his arm around your shoulder and you drag him to the dirt path that guides you to the rest stop where it was. Limping due to the weight of him on you, you decide to start speaking before you even go halfway into the forest path.

"So, we kinda made out and pretended as if I didn't let him," you blurt in one breath, stretching your lips in a stiff smile and Yuta hums, "What else is new?"

"Don't," you glare at him, already seeing where he was going with this but he went on anyway.

"You have been doing this since forever, you have kissed him in every party you've been to and you've been to almost all of them," he pauses, turning to face you and you slump your shoulders because you couldn't deny it. You call yourself stupid often in your head but man, it was showing proof now. "Listen, I know I am always teasing you but damn. Oh man, oh man, are you in denial if you think you aren't into him already," Yuta breaths heavily, pulling you into a hug and you sigh, "Thinking about him all the time doesn't mean shit," you state, blushing at your confession.

"Yeah, it means you're batshit crazy," Yuta slaps your side and groans, utterly tired of you. "You and he are going to hold hands, hug and make up or else, say bye-bye to whatever you are feeling because you won't have an excuse to talk to him after this if you do hate him like you say you do, Miss River," Yuta's gaze softens, your frowning face wasn't something he saw often and he would rather not see it.

"You make the move now," he ends, walking away from you with a loud sigh.