"Gotcha." San held me tightly in his arms, lying with me on the platform dangerously close to the edge, which is why he couldn't let go of me easily.
"Thank you... " I began, but was interrupted by a scream. Jin had jumped after me and also landed on the trampoline floor, from where he was now being carried back up. But instead of landing on a platform like me, he fell down again and was bounced up. Again and again, a screaming Jin came into our field of vision, who then fell down again. The look on his face was so funny that San and I had to giggle the whole time. We carefully sat up and looked down. Normally, Jin should have slowed down over time, but this trampoline had a falling mechanism and at some points a catapult function was triggered, which threw you higher, which in turn led to a stronger suspension when flying up.
"Hyung, hold on to something so you can aim better where you want to jump," San warned as Jin's head hit the tunnel for the third time.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hmmmmmmmmmmm brrrrrrrrrrrrrr" was the only response we got as he now slammed into the bottom of our platform.
"Maybe we should have an MRI after this..." I suggested, but San just laughed.
"Nothing can happen to him..." he said.
"I know that, but I'd still like to see if his brain is mush now." I laughed.
"I kind of feel sorry for him... He's not having any luck today," said San regretfully, as Jin's head appeared on the edge of the platform, which he was now clinging to.
"Yah... you Brat, you don't need to feel sorry for me... when we're done here, she'll walk out of here hand in hand with me and I'll feel sorry for you." he grumbled, to which San just smiled brightly at him.
"We'll see about that." He shrugged his shoulders and kissed my cheek, which made Jin growl indignantly. Shaking my head, I looked from one to the other.
"Maybe we should think about how to get through the parkour first." I pointed to the next platform that lay between us and the exit.
"There's a rope there... With a holder to slide across." Jin said and I shook my head.
"Can't you hear the crackling? The handle is giving out random power surges." I warned and they both listened.
"Never mind, we'll manage." Jin said, taking the handle in his hand to see how strong the electric shocks were. He winced, but stubbornly held on to it. Then he swung himself over the edge. Before he slid to the other side, he gave me a quick wink. On the way to the other side, he kept wincing but didn't let go.
"Well, I'm actually impressed..." San began and I giggled.
"Yes, he's not the brightest candle on the cake... but he's funny." I said as I pulled my shirt over my head, wrapped it around the nearest handle and let myself slide over too. Sans eyes had scanned my body and until I was safely over, he hadn't taken his eyes off me. Maybe I should have worn something smart instead of the comfy sports bra, but his beady eyes seemed taken with me. He did the same, took off his shirt and wrapped it around the handle.
"Damn... " this admiring exclamation about San's trained body should have come from my lips, but instead it was the candle... er Jin, who opened his eyes in admiration. San landed elegantly in front of us and got dressed again, noticing that I was still standing here in my bra.
"So... if we were alone right now, I'd be happy about your openness, but we're not, why don't you put something on?" Jin whispered in my ear and I rolled my eyes before putting my shirt back on.
"The question is rather why you didn't do the same." San laughed and Jin grimaced.
"Because he's tough." I laughed too. He furrowed his eyebrows in irritation before grinning again.
"I can give you a tough time..."
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Dreams of Arcadia
FanfictionY/N could never have imagined dying at an award show where she actually only wanted to accompany her sister Yoohyeon to confess her love to her crush. Suddenly she finds herself in a lonely world, at least with her two best friends Bora and Minji. B...