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Minghao POV
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My muscles ached as I made my way back to the tent, flopping down onto my soft sleeping bag as I wait for Mingyu and Wonwoo.
What the hell happened this afternoon?! I run my fingers through my hair, touching the parts his lips have touched. Then, I remembered the way he touched me. The way he made me feel so....frustated.
Suddenly, I can hear the tent unzipping. "Hey Myungho, how far have you gotten with your book?" Wonwoo asks, picking up the novel and looking disappointed when he'd realised I'd only read about a page. "Well, at least there was progress?" I suggest. "Anyways, where were you at lunch?" I was hoping they wouldn't mention this.
"I..." I had to think of something FAST. "I..." They raised their eyebrows, "What, Myungho?" Mingyu asked, sitting next to me. I hugged my knees to my chest, "Just don't tell anyone alright?" Wonwoo joins him, putting his hands on my shoulders, "Was it Junhui again? He was gone as well." I looked down, unable to look up, "Yeah...I was just feeling a bit...insecure." They looked surprised, "I thought you didn't like hi-" "I was feeling so bad about everything!" The lie slipped out so easily it felt almost natural, "I...I felt so insecure about my dancing, my Korean, just everything!" The two fell silent, "I hate him so much but he understands so much..." I mutter, not being able to bear the lie (that contained some truth) anymore. "Right..."
Mingyu looked torn, "I'm sorry, I just didn't have the knowledge to talk about it in Korean.." I added, which would be true. I didn't want them to think badly of me if I was going to tell them the truth. "We're sorry to hear about that." Mingyu says sorrowfully, and I try to brighten up the mood. "Come on, everyone smells of sweat! How about we go to shower?" I put on my cutest smile for them and grab their hands, swinging them back and forth as smiles started to form on their faces.
I remember my promise with Chan and I go get him, and I secretly pray that we don't bump into Junhui. We make it all the way to the shower cubicle, and I cover my naked torso with crossed arms as he chattered happily, "Myungho-hyung, did you know that Junnie-hyung really likes you?!" he suddenly exlaimed. I yelp as I get shampoo in my eyes, rubbing them furiously as the he attempted to help me out. "Oh my gosh hyung I'm so sorry I'll just -" "It hurts! It hurts!" I whine, flailing about like a spaghetti noodle.
In my panic, I accidentally stumble out of the cubicle, falling backwards onto the floor. I can hear Chan laughing his ass off before he quickly helps me up, "Oh my gosh are you ok?!" he asks, taking a towel and wiping away the bubbles on my face. I can't really tell who walked in but I hear him telling someone to stop looking, "Hey! It's rude to stare!"
Slowly, I open my eyes again, laughing hysterically at my reflection in the mirror behind Chan's back. In the process of wiping shampoo out of my eyes, he'd put the foam on my chin, giving me a foam beard. I burst out laughing on the floor, and the 3 of us start laughing as well. We get weird looks from other people but it's not like we cared.
