*Minho’s POV*

“Well, looks like this is where we split up,” said Onew.

We had all been hiking together for about 15 minutes. We’d finally come to a sign with arrows directing each couple which way to go. We all waved goodbye and headed off in the direction of our campsites.

“Minho I’m tireddddd,” Nicole complained.

“Babe, we’ve only been hiking for five minutes since that sign. Just hang in there, okay?”

“Can we please just take a break?”

I looked back at my match. She looked so cute in her fancy orange tank top and white short-shorts; nothing like a hiker. I didn’t understand how she was walking in those heels either. (Here’s what the tank top looked like: http://img.auctiva.com/imgdata/1/0/4/5/8/5/2/webimg/349519624_tp.jpg).

“Fine,” I finally gave in, setting down the bags of supplies I was carrying and sitting on a big rock.

“Oh, thank you,” she sighed, brushing off the rock before sitting down next to me.

She leaned her head against my shoulder, “This hiking thing is hard.”

Haha, wait until we get to the site and she realizes there’s no electricity or showers!

“Why did you wear that outfit today? You should’ve worn something easier to hike in,” I said.

“I don’t own hiking clothes, or those ugly sneaker things,” she answered, looking at my shoes in disgust.

“We could’ve gotten you a pair yesterday when we went shopping.”

“And ruin this beautiful outfit? Oh, heck no; I’ll stick with the heels.”

I rolled my eyes and mentally laughed at her stubbornness. When it came to fashion, she would sacrifice anything to look great.

“You ready to start again?” I asked, standing back up.

She shook her head ‘no.’ “Can you carry me Oppa?”

“But I have to carry all these bags too!” I exclaimed. Nicole also didn’t quite grasp the idea of ‘packing lightly’. She brought two backpacks and a beach style bag packed full to the top.

“Please Oppa,” she begged, looking at me with puppy eyes.

“Ugh, fine.”

I slung my backpack, along with both of hers, onto my back, put the beach bag on my shoulder, and took her up in my arms. I carried her princess style while she wrapped her arms around my neck. I smiled, despite the pain shooting down my back.

She was a spoiled little princess… but she was MY spoiled little princess.

*Taemin’s POV*

“Look a river!” I shouted, running toward the slow moving water.

“We should try rock skipping!” I suggested as Carolyn finally caught up to me at the water’s edge, panting.

“How do you do that?” she asked, resting her hands on her knees in an attempt to catch her breath.

“Here, watch when I do it,” I said, searching for the perfect stone.

Once I found one, I angled myself just right and whirled it at the water. It skipped twice before the sinking into the water with a ‘plop’.

“Now you try!”

Carolyn looked at me skeptically as I handed her a smooth rock. She turned sideways and threw it at the water. The water claimed it immediately, pulling the smooth pebble down to meet mine on the riverbed.

She turned and pouted at me, “This is harrrrdddd.”

“Here, let me help,” I said, placing a stone in her hands.

I stood behind her and wrapped my arms around her, directing her every movement. I whispered in her ear as we went through the motions, making her giggle and look back at me affectionately.

“Now let go!” I shouted happily.

“Ah!” a scream came from Carolyn, and then soon one from me.

My command had been so sudden that she didn’t let go in time. The toss of my hand threw her off balance, and she began to fall toward the creek, pulling me along with her.

*Splash!!*

We hit the shallow water together. Thankfully it was sandy where we landed, but Carolyn still screamed out in pain.

“Ow my wrist!” she cried.

I immediately splashed to her side, taking her wrist in my hand.

“Ouch, Taemin!” she shouted, pulling it away.

“Sorry,” I blushed. “I think it’s sprained.”

“Great,” she pouted.

I helped her up and back onto dry land. Our wet clothes combined with the trees blocking out the sun made it feel a lot colder than it was.

“Maybe we should change,” I suggested, walking toward our bags.

“Ya think?!”

We gathered the clothes we needed and searched for some place with privacy.

“That tree’s kind of big. Why don’t you change behind there? I just won’t look that direction until you’re done,” I suggested.

“But what if somebody sees me-,”

“Carolyn, we’re in the middle of nowhere! Nobody is going to see you!”

“Fine,” she sighed as she headed toward the tree.

I stood facing the other way, shivering from the slight breeze.

“Taemin?” she called after about a minute.

I turned, thinking she was finished. My eyes grew wide at what I saw hanging over one of the tree branches.

“You’re not looking right?” she finished the sentence.

I immediately turned around.

“Uh, no,” I shouted over my shoulder.

OMO! I saw my yeoja chingu’s bra!!! I’m such a terrible person. She told me not to look! But it’s not like it was on her; it was just hanging there. Oh, what do I do?! I know! Lord, please forgive me for looking at me yeoja chingu’s bra. I promise I didn’t mean to-

“Okay, your turn.”

I turned around to see Carolyn walking toward me, her soaking wet clothes in hand. I hurried behind the tree so I wouldn’t have to look at her.

I saw my yeoja chingu’s bra…