Taking the upper hand
[Y/N POV]
My hair whips around my face and behind me in a sheet as I hop.
Tree to tree.
Below me, matching my pace, Yaz sprints, full on running, her feet not losing momentum, even when she comes up on a rushing stream.
Neither do mine.
Everytime my sneakers land on the group of leaves, I immediately take off again, flying through the air in a long jump.
"5 more minutes!" Yaz calls out, panting, and I take note of it.
5 minutes 'till we get to camp.
Almost there.
Jump
Fly
Land
Repeat.
The system is repetitive and exhilarating, and I don't want to stop anytime soon.
But of course,
5 minutes.
Tick tock.
Almost there.
Close.
We're close.
Whoosh
A breath of air.
Rustle
Leafy landing.
Crack
The snap of a twig.
Splash
The drips of water spraying from Yaz's foot grazing the streams
Thud
The continuous beat of my heart.
4 minutes now.
Almost there.
[Ben POV]
I offer Angel a leafy stick. She refuses.
"I really spoiled you with those berries, huh? Don't worry. Yaz will be back soon."
And so will Y/N. I smile softly to myself.
That's when I hear loud rustling and Yaz sprints past me and stops by the edge of the watering hole, panting and holding her kneecaps.
A moment later, Y/N leaps over me from the top of a tree and dives into the watering hole with a huge splash, yelling, "Cannonball!"
A wave of water hits Yaz, and I expect her to somewhat tackle Y/N, but instead, she begins to laugh.
No, she's not laughing. She's cackling.
"You okay, Fadoula? Seriously, you okay?" I ask her, a bit afraid of the answer.
"I forgot how good it feels to run!" She breathes. "I mean, really run. For fun, and not because something is chasing us."
She does some stretching and lays down with her elbows out wide beside her head.
Y/N comes out of the water dripping wet and shaking her limbs. She squeezes her hair and sits down beside Rebel, stroking the baby. The two Spino/Stego babies nuzzle her.
"Can't say I relate, but I'm glad you had a good time." I tell Yaz, taking Y/N's hand in mine. She twines our fingers and leans against Angel.
"Being out there gave us space to think, right Yaz?" Y/N says.
"Definitely." She sighs, and closes her eyes in pure, sweaty bliss.
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