What's left of you | Minsung ✔️

7. The Sushi

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7.

6:10pm
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Going back to the bathroom was a bad idea. Jisung was really trying to keep himself busy, as he still felt a little bit of bitterness from being forbidden to go out. So he organized his part of the wardrobe. Not that he had a lot of stuff anyway, he was done in no time. After that, he went to the bathroom, not because he needed to, but because there was this tiny tub of lip balm.

Jisung stood there and looked at it. With sweaty and slightly trembling hands, he unscrewed the lid. The intense fragrance of sweet strawberry hit him like the sudden wall of hot, humid air after leaving a cool room. Minho smelled like strawberry. Does he taste like it too? No, no this is bad, a bad idea, I shouldn't -

Startled by his own thoughts, Jisung put the tub back and hurried to exit the cabin.

There was a fenced gate that separated the main area of the camp from the cabins. Coming from the cabins and to the left there was the staff's residence; a rather high building with trees to the side for privacy. Jisung sat beneath such a tree. There were some bushes and piles of wood, from which he had a perfect view to the entrance but he himself would stay hidden.

Did he just discover the best hiding spot? Hell yeah he did. He pulled out his phone, wanting to play some mindless game, when the entrance door to the staff's residence swung open. Two people rushed outside, they seemed to argue. Jisung couldn't understand them, but the closer they got to him, the more their loud words made sense.

"I do not want to be associated with this!" a tall man yelled, gesticulating wildly. "Do you know how much I have to lose?!"

Jisung cowered deeper into the bushes, and pulled his legs up to his chest. The tall man grabbed a large bough that was lying around and snapped it onto the ground. It sounded like a whip. Jisung flinched.

"It was an accident, I swear!" the woman whined.

Her voice sounded familiar, but Jisung couldn't place it. She was standing right behind the man, completely blocked by him.

"People don't die accidentally!"

"Well, actually..."

"Oh shut up, I need to think."

They both went back inside from where they came, leaving a totally confused and slightly scared Jisung back in the bushes. He shook his head. What just happened? Then he remembered seeing a notification on his phone. It was just Felix, who had sent him a selfie of a very fancy coffee with whipped cream and caramel on top. Jisung giggled, ultimately forgetting about the weird encounter from a couple minutes ago.

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At 6:45pm, Jisung trudged back up the gravel road towards his cabin. He passed some people working around the campfire pit, who were setting everything up for later. Jisung kept walking.

Back at his cabin, he found Minho sitting on the floor next his bed. He had his back turned, so he didn't notice him approaching. Minho was mumbling to himself, fidgeting with something. Minho's hair looked so fluffy, even more so from the back.

"Hey," Jisung said loudly. "Whatcha doing?"

Minho flinched. "The fu- oh it's you."

Jisung sat down next to him. There was a console, controller, and a lot of tangled cables.

"No way!" Jisung exclaimed, grabbing a game casing. "Sly Cooper, I used to play that game when I was a kid."

"I'll let you play a round, once I have those darn cables untangled." Minho struggled, then gave up and tossed them to the side.