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  You had finished changing awhile ago. You wore a red and black flannel shirt with a v-neck underneath with blue denim shorts. Since you didn’t feel like blow drying your hair today, your hair was in light, natural waves. You were just sitting on your bed, reading one of your manga books as you waited for the boys.    There was a brisk knock on your door.    “Come in!” You called. Thinking that this was a signal that the boys had finished, you bookmarked your page in your manga book and sat up.    D.O stepped in with those big, panda eyes of his. He looked at you and felt his heart throbbing in his chest. *Bare legs... we meet again...* He awkwardly cleared his throat as he tried his best to hide his flushed face. “The others are still changing.”     “Oh.” Your shoulders slumped back down. “Okay.” You shrugged and leaned your back against your headboard.    D.O awkwardly stood in the centre of your room. You chuckled and patted the space on your bed. “Come sit.”    As the two of you waited, D.O let his eyes scan around your room. Your scent was strong and it lingered all around this room. On your work table, he saw the white flower clip that you used to wear everyday. He glanced over at you and then glanced back at the clip. A pang of nostalgia hit him.   The last time he saw you with it... was on your deathbed back at the Kingdom.    His heart clenched at the memory.    You stared at D.O queerly. His eyes had grown twice its usual size, and he was just blankly staring ahead. You leaned forward. *Did he fall asleep?* You waved your hand in front of his face. There was no movement.    *EH?* You blinked. You waved your hand again with parted lips. His eyes shut tight and then they fluttered open. He did a weird twitch a minute later.   “You okay, D.O?” You asked, placing a hand on his shoulder.    “Yeah... I was just....” Instead of responding like a normal person, D.O got up and walked over to your work table. Your eyes followed him. D.O picked up something and turned around.    You looked down and saw the white flower clip in his palms and you blinked. “What about that?”   “May I clip this in your hair?” he asked; a broad smile on his face.    You scratched your head and looked down at your own attire. “I’m not sure... if it’ll compliment my outfit.”    “Anything you wear compliments you.” D.O beamed.    You couldn’t help but smile at that. You nodded. D.O smiled even wider now. He stepped towards you and leaned down at bit. You felt the clip brushing against your hair until it stopped. D.O found the exact spot where he wanted it on and clipped it up tightly, but not tight enough as to hurt you.    You heard a click and you looked up at him.   “Impeccable.” He remarked with wide, amazed eyes.    You chuckled. *My panda prince has such a 4D personality.*    There was another knock on your door. The two of you looked up. Suho stepped in with that brilliant, charming grin of his. “We’re ready for our adventure, Maiden~” He held his hand out.    “Woooo~ FUN TIME” You squealed, before grabbing D.O’s hand and reaching out to Suho’s.    ---   You had packed your backpack with a bunch of water bottles and snacks for the boys just in case they got hungry. You brought a picnic blanket, but you didn’t have a basket of food which you slightly regretted. You brought towels and sunscreen. It was always good to be prepared.    The thirteen of you headed onto the bus. They boys were filled with chatters this morning. They were excited, and you could literally see it on all of their faces. Their excitement shined.    “Where are we going?!” Tao asked you.   Somehow, it felt like he ALWAYS found a way to weave himself next to you on the bus. ALWAYS.    You smiled secretly. “Somewhere.”   “Where?!” Tao pouted.    “Somewhere!”    “Yeah but where is that somewhere?!” He whined.    He was making a scene, and everyone in the bus was looking at the two of you. You flicked his forehead. “SOMEWHERE. Now stop asking!”   He sniffled and placed his fist near his eyes. “Bb—”   “No.” You simply said.    Tao pouted even deeper. He tried again. “Bbui—”   “I’m not Kris!” You crossed your arms. You pretended to be interested on the small scratch on your phone.    You heard him sigh in disappointment. You turned your head a different direction and snickered.    You had to get off this bus and transfer to another bus. Unfortunately, this time you were seated next to Xiumin who complained more than half of the time about how hungry he was. You weren’t planning on giving the boys the snacks until later, but Xiumin was complaining so much you had to shut him up.   You pulled out a pocky box and held it out to him with a smile. Xiumin gaped at it as if it was black magic.   “Eat it.” You said.   “No...” Xiumin protested with a grimace.   Your smile fell. “Why?!” Your eyebrows pinched together as you looked at the pocky box. It looks fine to you.    “It’s pink...” Xiumin said. “Pink... doesn’t look at all edible.”    You rolled your eyes. “It’s strawberry.”   “It’s pink.”    You scowled. *WHY AM I STUCK WITH YOU?!* You stuffed the pocky back in your backpack and zipped it up.    “But I’m really hungry goddess....” Xiumin whispered.   You slapped your hand over your face. *Why did I decide to take them out again?*   This was going to be a LONG bus ride.    Almost what felt li