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3RD PERSONS VIEW
"I think I'm gonna puke-" Hendery whispered onto Lucas as they walked side by side each other with him clinging onto the taller male. His face contorted in disgust, looking away at the sound of the frogs croaking. "I'm gonna faint!" He whined, tugging onto Xiaojun's shirt repeatedly.
"You're not alone." Lucas murmured, nose scrunched and lips pressed together to suppress the urge to scream. Yangyang looked over at Hendery who had his eyes shut tight and with a scowl on his face, he walked over to the older, "You want a piggyback ride?"
Hendery immediately clung onto Yangyang at the offer, "Just get me the fuck away from those frogs!"
"Language!" Renjun shot at them but still held a worried glance. He looked over his shoulder, checking Chenle who walked beside Jisung and Minjun.
"Hendery has a phobia of frogs?" Minjun cocked a brow up, concern flashing in her eyes as she watched Yangyang walk further ahead, trying to avoid the frogs as soon as possible. Chenle nodded his head in return.
"You? Anything you're afraid of?" Chenle pointed at Jisung who hummed profusely, tapping his forefinger onto his chin as a little gesture.
"I'm afraid of...a lot of things." Jisung shrugged with a sheepish grin plastered on his face.
"Yeah, no shit." Donghyuck chuckled, agreeing towards Jisung's sentence.
Minjun reached out to pinch Jisung's cheeks, the boy only smiled upon it, allowing her to squish his cheeks. Mark placed a hand on her shoulder, causing her to stop pinching the younger's cheeks and turn to the male almost suddenly. "Can I borrow Min for a bit, kids?"
"Hey! We're not kids!" Jisung retorted and Donghyuck scoffed, "Nah, you two are Mark's kids alright." He then latches an arm around the younger, a smug grin on his face, "Now, how about—"
Minjun wasn't able to hear the rest of Donghyuck's sentence as Mark had already pulled her away from them, dragging her back a little further. "What's wrong—"
"How's it going for you and Jaemin?" The girl widely perplexed at his question, brows knitting together and lips being sealed quickly. It was very obvious that the two weren't in speaking terms, and Mark knew the main reason why. Noticing the lack of conversation between the two, he had approached the girl regarding why they haven't been bickering like usual, and so she told him.
An awkward laugh escaping her lips after a couple of seconds of silence, her hand reached back to rub her nape slowly, refusing to make eye contact with Mark. "Okay? I guess." She yanked her shoulder from Mark's grasp. "Look, I don't really want to talk about that shi—"
"You're sharing a tent with him."
His words came out fast and sudden that Minjun couldn't even tell if she heard it right or wrong. Praying that she heard it wrong, she chuckled shortly, "I'm sorry, what?"
