sky lights | jakehoon

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"hyungs! hyungs! we have the power-ups!" jungwon announces. i couldn't help but smile at the bunny-like boy's enthusiastic little hops over to the cooking table.

"not so loud, we might get jumpe-"

"sunghoon? what happened to you?" heeseung yells. heeseung's voice grabbed jay's attention and the two runs up to us with slight panic hidden behind their curious eyes.

"let's just say something didn't go well with the eggs...?" i put sunghoon down on the bench connected to the cooking table. jay comes over behind me to massage my back.

"i'm never letting you touch another egg in your life."

"but-" sunghoon glances at me, then pupils positioning to somewhere behind me.

"heeseung said never." jay adds on, supporting heeseung's decision.

"and sunoo? where is he?" heeseung questions.

"hyung went to go rest at the cabins. i think he freaked out over seeing sunghoon hyung bleed to-"

"sunghoon was bleeding?" jay blurts. he shoves me into jungwon, causing the two of us to fall down quite hard on the pavement. in front of me was jungwon, shocked and a bit scared.

he was in between my arms, my hands on the pavement, trapping the poor boy under my body. our corpses were mere centimeters away from each other.

my breath hitched and my eyes widen due to me being so close to jungwon.

"i'm okay, jay." sunghoon assures.

"it doesn't look like you are, you look paler than usual, are you sure you don't want to undergo a 3 hour hibernation?"

i get up from being on top of jungwon and help lift the younger male up. "thank you, hyung..." jungwon whispers. i ruffle his head once more. man, i just want to play with his hair forever. maybe even boop his small nose and bubbly dimples and squish his cheeks an infinite number of times... jungwon is quality babie. i want to put him in my pocket, maybe even delicately hold him-

"alright, enough with the worrying. we got work to do, chop chop!" heeseung yells out. "what power-ups do we have?" his question was toward jungwon and i.

"a main chef from each cabin cannot participate for ten minutes, half of the cabin must be piggyback-rided for five minutes, leaders of each cabin must do aegyo for five minutes-"

"a-aegyo? d-did i hear t-that clearly?"

"yes, aegyo, why do you ask?"

"nothing, any other cards?"

"receive half a dozen eggs."

"burn those cards, we can't let sunghoon or anyone else get hurt because of cursed eggshells."

"o-okay... we also have kidnap a team's member for fifteen minutes."

"excellent, we can take hanbin hyung, vietnamese food is amazing."

"uh, rob a team's food resources."

"let's get more premium steak, each cabin can only have one." jay assures.

"don't you think that's a little too greedy?"

"one day, let's permanently borrow all the instant ramen baggies and cups from the kitchen, jake."

"you mean stealing?"

"okay then! let's get cooking!" jay exasperates his hands into the air. "guys, we're making some gordon ramsay classics." he turns over to me and whispers, "i don't know what we're making but as long as it's edible, we're fine." then, he leaves to assign everyone a cooking job.

i can't wait to eat burnt food for lunch, hurray.

good news: i was assigned to cut vegetables with sunghoon.

bad news: i had to chop the onions.

and along the harsh path of crying and chopping over onions, i had cut my finger.

no, not a whole finger, just a small graze that left me crying even more.

"when do i get a bandage? i've been waiting for heeseung for more than ten minutes now." i complain to sunghoon. he chuckles and sits next to me, bringing a cabbage with him. he begins to pull the leaves out for our vegetable appetizer.

"wait a little longer, you should be glad you aren't doing any work."

"sorry i took long, one of the counselors needed me." heeseung arrives and quickly gives me the bandage before running off to do more duties.

"i'll put it on for you."

"sunghoon, i'm fine."

"i insist on helping a friend." we're friends?

"o-okay..." i'm dumber than jay.

"done." he chuckles again. "you're such a baby, jake." b-baby? after plucking off the edible leaves, he ruffles my hair and leaves to wash them.

and there i was, lonely again, staring back and forth between my bandaged finger and the onions i chopped earlier. it was indeed an odd feeling, a slight numbness on my hands, the areas that sunghoon touched to wrap the bandage, was tingling.

it was even more strange to be thinking why i could hear my own heart, its tempo racing at its own content between my body and my surroundings.

i smile.

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A/N: a short chapter, i could have done better :/

fav gg groups? - not a lot but twice, itzy, april, wjsn, etc

edit: i also grew up listening to the older generations so snsd ftw :)