Game On (markson/kaisoo/jikook)

17 Island Break

(Love that picture 😂😂😂. I mean, Kookie's face is like 'wtf, help me army he's insane'.)

*Kyungsoo POV*

The familiar itchiness on my arm returned after about three months of its silence. Goosebumps broke out across the message as I pulled up my sleeve, exposing my skin.
"What's that say?" Minseok asked, stirring a pot of noodles.
"Oh, it says," I began, reading the words aloud. "You gamers are well deservent of a break, perhaps an island getaway? The boat leaves at one o'clock in the afternoon. Sharp."
"That can't be good," my guardian sighed, pulling the pot off the stove and placing it on the bench.
"I know, but it's Kamisama, so...."
"I wanna come."
"You what?"
"I want to join you, accompany you and Jongin for once and not be the old man you leave behind all the time!"
"Old man? Your like thirty!"
He raised his eyebrows. "So bring a fully fledged adult!"
"No!"
"Yes, end of conversation, put out the place settings on the table!"
"But-,"
"Kyungsoo!"
"Fine," I moaned, doing as I was told.

I set the table, finishing up with the knives and forks and sitting down. Jongin emerged from the hall, yawning and scratching his stomach. He was finally out of hospital.
"Morning," he greeted, sitting opposite me.
"Morning," Minseok and I replied simultaneously.
"What's happening today?"
"Well," Minseok answered for me, "The gamers are expected to go to this island tomorrow, a challenge I'm sure, and I'm coming too."
"Did they say you should?"
"No."
"Then your not, stay put."
"Nope, I'm afraid I'm coming with you or else your staying here!"
"What?" I gasped.
"You heard me, either I come or you both stay."
We relented, sighing and agreeing to his one sided deal. We needed the weapon that could possibly be on that island, but now it meant protecting another person. The stress just kept rolling in.

Minseok brought breakfast over, in an overly happy manner. Too happy.
"Weren't you supposed to stay a week only?" I asked.
"Hmmmm? Oh, right, I requested leave for the time being."
"And Namjoon understood?" Jongin asked, raising his eyebrows.
"Of course, I told him it was Kyungsoo issues." He said, sitting down at the head of the table and digging into the food.
"Kyungsoo issues?" I shrieked, "That's so mean, he actually bought that?"
"Yes."
Jongin burst into laughter, taking hold of my hand. "You are a handful Do Kyungsoo, and nobody can ever take that from you."
"I hate you all," I muttered under my breath, taking the noodles into my mouth.
"And we love you," Minseok beamed, "Though differently. Really, really, differently."
This arose blushing in my cheeks and a choked sound from Jongin. We continued to eat our meal, and conversed about normal things, like school (the hide and seek game), my friends (trying to kill us), and the trip tomorrow (planned by Kamisama).
Our lives had veered way off course, and I was starting to forget what normal was like, not only that, I was starting to feel excited.

*Jimin POV*

"An island?" Jungkook whined.
"Yes, somewhere close I assume."
"But like, it's a freaking island! Bugs, plants, no civilisation!"
"That's what your worried about? Bugs?" I let my jaw drop.
"Yeah, what else?"
"How about our lives are on the line, there's four of us left, plus that darn premonition I had."
"Your premonitions never make sense though."
"Are you saying I'm useless?"
"When did any of those words leave my mouth?"
"God, your just so-,"
"So what? Go on, bitch about me to my face!"
"Your damn immature. Bloody childish!"
"Ohhhhhh, I'm so sorry mister I'm so old and wise. If you hadn't noticed, I am two years younger than you, that's two years of life I haven't lived to get wiser!"
"I'm not saying I'm wise, I'm telling you to wise up!"
"I don't have to listen to you!"
"Then don't, if your so capable of looking after yourself without me. Remember who works, who's blood sweat and tears go into cooking food so you don't live off crap, who got you out of that household you hated so much!"
"Ughhh, are you seriously bring that up."
"I'm done here, see you tomorrow, Kook, and you better not bail on that meet up for the boat to the island!"
With that I walked out of the apartment, slamming the door shut behind me.