Context: Wendy and Irene are long time friends and Wendy has fallen for her friend.

Warning: Just kidding, no warnings. Enjoy~

Ember. Wendy always thought that her liking for her friend, Irene, was like a crackling ember. Burning quietly in a small, dying fireplace. Countless of times, Wendy had the idea that her romantic feelings would probably vanquish on its own eventually. Yet, she was proven wrong during a camp trip with her group of five friends, which included Irene as well.

“Wendy, I don’t care how much you love staying at home but you must come with us for our trip this time round!” Yeri said menacingly.

“Why? So I can cook dinner for you guys?” Wendy asked sarcastically.

Joy, the chicest amongst their clique tutted. “Of course not, it is because Irene is coming with us as well.”

Wendy’s heart lurched and almost lodged itself in . Irene’s fondness for staying at home was perhaps as infamous as Wendy herself and it must have taken very good persuading skills from their friends for Irene to join them.

Trying to act nonchalant, Wendy asked, “s-so what?”

Joy rolled her eyes and slung her arm around Wendy. “You know what.”

Wendy would hate to think that Joy knew about Wendy’s secret romantic liking for Irene but from the way Joy had sounded, she had to think otherwise.

“No, I am not going, I have other plans this weekend.”

The girls whined a little and eventually it was Seulgi’s puppy eyes that made her give in. Wendy knew that if she were not there, Joy and Yeri would bully Seulgi to death. If she went, at least she could save Seulgi a little by receiving some of the bullying herself.

True to Wendy’s expectations, Joy and Yeri cackled at her when she arrived with an oversized duffel bag. Even Seulgi and Irene could not mask their amusement.

“Wendy! Are you packed for a week’s trip?” Yeri joked

Seulgi nodded with slightly agape. “We are only going for three days and two nights…”

Seungwan’s cheeks heated with their relentless taunts.

“I know, I know. Stop laughing at me and do so when you guys need wet wipes or first aid kid or extra blankets!” Wendy retorted.

“You brought a blanket? I mean… you brought blankets?!” Yeri exclaimed, accentuating the ‘s’ on the plural noun.

“Yes, I did! You never know how much the temperature might fall at night in the mountains.” Wendy hissed through her teeth, clearly frustrat