The Flyer

Dara's POV

"Bom, do you want me to make you guys dinner?" I asked. They all nodded. "We're staying over" The gang said. "Can I invite Jiyong...then we can both stay..I mean, so we could stay as a whole group" I said. Bom nodded. I whipped out my phone and texted him.

To: Jiyong-

Oppa, please bring my blanket, your blanket, my bag of clothes in my room and your own spare clothes please, You and I are staying over at Bommie's with the gang :)

From- Dara

I wanted everything to be normal, hey, I'm not holding a grudge, I'm going to pretend this never happened.

Sure enough, Jiyong arrived within minutes. I opened the door and smiled. "Hurry up, it's cold outside!" I told him. He grinned and joined the others as I made dinner. "Kimchi Bokkeumbap (Kimchi Fried Rice) or Jajangmyun (Black Noodles) with side dishes?" I asked. It was a ratio of 4:4 as I didn't choose. They were arguing over what to eat."Never mind, I'll make both!" I shouted then ran into the kitchen, preparing everything. As I was chopping up the kimchi, I sliced my finger. "Argh!" I groaned softly. I felt a warm pair of hands surround me and bandage up the cut. "J-Jiyong...Oppa" I said. "Dara-ah, be more careful!" He smiled.

This is the feeling I loved and missed.

As soon as we ate, Bom screamed. "OH MY GOSH, GUYS!" She screamed, waving a note in her hand. "What!?" She screamed back. "There's a camp happening at Dawn's Creek, it starts tonight, take all of your stuff, we're going!" She squealed. Before we had time to protest, we already found ourselves strapped tightly under the seatbelts of her car.

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