Setting-Summer Camp
Characters- Haechan(CIT) Mark(Counsellor)
Background- Haechan was going to summer camp and he knew this senior at his high school that he's had a crush on. When he got to camp for the summer working as a CIT he sees Mark, the senior he has a crush on. Turns out, Mark wants him too.
Haechan waited for the campers to arrive. He sat with his friends Jackson, Jennie, and Lisa. The girls were talking to each other about some new guy that was coming to the camp. But Haechan didn't care. All he cared about, all he was thinking about was what his crush said to him on the last day of school, "We're gonna have a great summer Channie," he had said winking at him and drove off in his car. Haechan couldn't stop thinking about what he had meant.
The campers had arrived and they were all gathered in the pavilion. The CITs were waiting to be assigned to their counsellors. As they were calling their names Haechan started to let his mind wander. He couldn't stop thinking about Mark. His perfect smile. Beautiful smooth skin. His floofy hair. The way his voice deepens when he got all serious. The way his Korean was so bad it was sexy. Haechan felt his body tingle. He could just imagine Mark saying his name. In fact, he heard it loud and clear...
"Haechan!"
Haechan jumped, snapping back to reality. The other CITs were staring at him, "Channie, come here."
Haechan blinked. He shook his head. He pinched his wrist. It was Mark. Mark was talking to him. Staring at him. He called him Channie again. It made him blush. Haechan slowly stood up and walked over to Mark. His body felt like it weighed a million tons. His face was no doubt red. And Mark looked so good in his counsellor outfit.
The week felt like a month. It was Saturday night, the kids had finally left and Haechan could breathe. All week Mark had him on edge. First, it started with the skinship. The first night, when the camp was making smores, Mark kept on placing his hand on Haechan's thigh. By the next day, he would give Haechan random back hugs and bury his face in his neck. And last night when he was holding Haechan on his lap. And the small things in between like intentionally checking him out and getting really close. But tonight was the night that the CITs and Counsellors do what they want. Jackson, Lisa, Haechan, Jennie, Nayeon, and Momo had all been asked to come to the event of the week. Truth or Dare. At first, Haechan had said no. But then he felt bad for leaving Jackson with the girls. So he was, sitting across from Mark and it was his turn.
"Haechan, T or D?" Taeyong asked.
He didn't hesitate, "Dare."
Taeyong thought for a moment, " Make out with Mark."
Haechan froze. Mark looked at him and smirked. He got up and came to sit next to Haechan, he didn't even give him a second to think. Mark grabbed him by the collar and placed his lips on his. Haechan didn't respond at first, but Mark's soft lips made his eyes closed and his body turns to autopilot. Mark gripped onto Haechan's waist pulling him closer, his tongue violating his mouth. Haechan felt so good. But then he remembered where he was. He pulled away and looked at Mark's eyes wide. He looked around at everyone. He felt so small. No one knew about his crush on Mark. No one knew that he was gay. No one knew anything. But now they did. And he felt so ashamed, he ran.
Mark hadn't hesitated to run after him. After telling everybody that he was gay and wanted nothing more to fuck, love, and care for Haechan until the day he dies, he ran after him. Mark knew he had gone back to the cabin. He heard the soft yet heartbreaking sounds of Haehan crying. He opened the door to the cabin and found Haechan curled up in a ball on the floor crying.
"Haechan?" Mark said getting his attention. "Are you okay?"
Mark knew the question was dumb. Haechan was crying. But he needed to hear him say what was wrong. Mark joined Haechan on the floor. He placed a hand on Haechan's back and he wasted no time to lay his body on Mark's lap. He gripped onto his thigh as he cried. "Ssh, hey, baby you need to breathe. Tell me what's wrong." Mark said running his hand through his hair.
