"That's what you get fucker!" I yell as I dunk Jungkook for the fifth time, laughing when he pops back up with his eyes closed. I scream when he spits the water that was in his mouth onto my face, splashing him in response.
Arms wrap around my waist from behind, my arms flailing as I turn around to see who I have to fight this time. Hoseok pulls me back with him as he drops underneath the water, everything going silent as the water closes in over my head.
I get out of his hold before standing once more, moving my hair out of my face with my hand. The guys laugh at me as I sputter out water, obviously finding this funny. They laugh even harder when Jimin mimics the way I moved my hair out of my face, earning a scowl from me.
"Park Jimin, you do that even when your hair isn't wet, so you have no right to make fun of me."
The guys laugh at Jimin's defeated face, agreeing with me on the matter. I use the distraction to push Hoseok underneath the water, getting back at him for dragging me under just a second ago. I help him stand and we call it a truce, walking back with the others as they head towards shore again. I make sure to fix my bathing suit before stepping out of the deeper water though, making sure that nothing shifted while I was being thrown around like a doll.
The sand is really hot against my feet after the freezing cold ocean, all of us running until we make it back to where we put our stuff down. I laugh evilly as everyone else has to dig through their bags to get to their towels, glad that I decided to lay mine out before playing. I grab the sunscreen and reapply some to my shoulders as well as my face, putting my sunglasses back on my face.
My hair is still wet so I wring it out on the sand beside me, the water falling down before getting absorbed by the sand. I push it back so that it is over my shoulders, not wanting to have to deal with the stubborn strands any longer than I have to. I suddenly find myself really thirsty, sitting up and putting my sandals back on.
"Where are you going?" Jungkook asks as I put my shorts back on as well.
"I'm going over to the bar to get a drink."
"You can't get any alcohol because you're underage" Yoongi says with a frown, sitting up while he takes his sunglasses off. I smirk, putting both of my hands on my hips.
"I bet I can."
He smirks as well, standing up as he wipes his hands off on the swim trunks he is wearing. I didn't notice it before, but he must have taken his shirt off while he was watching us play in the water. He actually has a pretty nice body, it toned and defined in the right places with his abs on display. The three girls that just passed by us can't stop looking at him, giggling behind their hands. I guess all of that basketball training must have paid off.
"Ok, this I've got to see. Anyone else coming with?"
Jimin and Namjoon both stand as well, apparently wanting to see me in action as well. Namjoon slips his flip flops on while Jimin holds his Tims, not wanting to waste any time putting them on. We start walking and he immediately regrets his decision, hopping from one foot to the next as the hot concrete starts to burn his feet.
"Namjoon! Help! It hurts!"
Namjoon just rolls his eyes, shaking his head.
"That's your own fault" he says, not even sparing Jimin a second glance. I take pity on the poor boy, taking off my sandals while I take his shoes out of his hands. They are small on him, but they are better than nothing. My feet slide right in to his shoes, them clunking awkwardly because of how big they are on me. He hugs me around my shoulders to thank me, his cheek pressed against the top of my head.
