Contains Chapters 7-9 from Until You're Mine

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The next day~

                I wake up to the annoying sound of SungMin’s alarm clock. What the…I groan and get up, tiredly going towards Minnie’s room, “Why is your alarm clock on so early?!” I groan and shut it off while SungMin lazily rolls around in his bed.

                “UGH go away!!!” he groans.

                I shrug and decide it wouldn’t hurt to shower early.

                The door bell rings by the time we were getting ready to leave. I smile to myself figuring it was DongHae. I open the door and smile at him when I notice he packed me breakfast yet again. “DongHae, you’re spoiling me again.” I chuckle and take the bag happily, I peek inside.

               DongHae smiles big, “You deserve it…I wanted to thank you for allowing Henry to perform on the musical.” I look at him and slowly smile, feeling flattered that he was thanking me. Even though he shouldn’t thank me, it was all Henry…all I did was judge.

            “He is a great musician, so he deserved it.” I look behind him, noticing my friends arriving. Donghae turns and slightly freezes when he sees them parking their motorcycle.

            “Hey Fish!” KyuHyun smirks, gets off his motorcycle and approaches us. “Am I interrupting something?” He half glares at DongHae for some odd reason-I assume, he’s just teasing him because that’s what he does best. He then smiles at me.

            DongHae smiles and him and shakes his head slowly “Nope. I was just leaving. Bye bye.” He waves at them and leave. His sisters seemed to be waiting for him already and once he reached them they all walked off to school.

           “So where’s SooYoung?” Heechul asks while I get on my motorcycle.

                “I’m not so sure” I shrug and put on my helmet while SungMin drags himself towards us, “UUGHHH do we have to go to school today?!” He begins to sulk and forces himself to get behind me on the motorcycle.

                “Yes” I answer simply, with a slight smile.
 

During my first class, I was completely out of it. I haven’t gotten much sleep lately and classes seemed to become a blur. The teacher said something about a field trip….to the museum?? And…camping? I’m not so sure really.

            “I will assign you your group.” She announces then starts announcing the people in group 1.

            I stare up at the ceiling, completely out of it. I was trying to picture the perfect form of art that would help me with my musical. Nothing has inspired me lately and it’s been making my head hurt. It feels like I’m missing something…something to inspire me to compose a piece, but what could it possibly be?

   “Hyuk Jae….and DongHae.”
 

I lazily make my way towards the school, and then towards the charter bus that would take us to our magical destination to camping…oh the joy of being outdoors. I wasn’t really excited about it, only because it took me away from writing more pieces of music.

                I walk into the bus and sit myself close to KyuHyun and Heechul; Heechul sat across from me and KyuHyun sat in front of him. “I just hate how crowded its going to get soon…ugh.” I groan, I get so claustrophobis sometimes, it isn’t even funny. Heechul and KyuHyun began to tease me but I didn’t bother to reply back with a hasty comment since they would surely out smart me. Time goes on and the bus was getting ready to leave so I decided to start reading to preoccupy myself through the long trip. I make sure to put on my red reading glasses though, since the trip would make me dizzy if I didn’t.

            “Looks like someone woke up late.” KyuHyun mutters.

            “Call the fish over.” HeeChul smirks.

            I slowly raise my eyes form the pages and stared at DongHae while he looked around for a seat. He looked so lost. “Why do you say it like that?” I mutter, frowning at my best friends.

            “No particular reason.” It sounded like a lie to me “Just that…he seems to be stuck on you, like glue.” He silently laughs. Hangeng was sitting beside him, he looks over at me and mutters, “If you don’t call him over he might sit on the ground!” They laugh. He might sit on the ground? Well…I can actually imagine him doing that.

            I roll my eyes and wave for DongHae to come over to me; when DongHae sees me, sitting alone, he seemed to be really shocked. He slowly makes his way towards me and avoids my gaze “Erm…no one is sitting here?” Hae asked; he seemed shocked.

            I shake my head, “I get claustrophobic but since you need a seat, you can sit here.” I smile a bit at him, wondering why he was so shocked that I was sitting alone. I don’t consider myself to be popular.

            DongHae nods happily and sits beside me. “Thank you.” He whispers as he stares at me.

            “No problem.” I smile at him then begin to read again from where I left off on the book. I didn’t want to bother DongHae during the trip, he seemed really tired; he could hardly keep his eyes open. Aw, maybe he had a bad night…I frown and force myself to stare at the pages.

                The bus ride seemed to stretch itself, it was getting too much really. I put my book into my bag and sort of slouch down on my seat. I wanted to say something to DongHae but before I could even think about it he exhales tiredly.

            “Are you tired?”

           . He smiles at me and nods once, “A little.” He half shrugs.

            “I can tell, you’ve been yawning a lot.” Wow, that sounds like I was watching him the whole time…which I wasn’t! I just happened to notice.

            “Are you excited for the art museum?” He smiles big. “Because I am! I love art.” He sounded so excited, and it oddly made me excited. Well I already kind of was, but hearing it from him made it more real. At least I wasn’t the only one excited for this in the whole class.

            I smile sweetly, “Really? Me too, so yes I am very excited especially because many famous artists have had their most famous paintings displayed there.” I stare at him and frown, I could tell he was struggling to stay away. “Erm DongHae?”

            “Yea?”

            I half smile at how childish he looked. Has he always been soo…hmm what’s the word….cute? “Sleep, we wont get to the suite anytime soon.”

            He stares at me, “B- But I-”

            I shift a bit in my seat and then pat my shoulder gently with a smile, “You can sleep here, I know it’s not really comfortable but its something.” I half shrug.

            He slowly leans on my shoulder and inhales slowly, he seemed so comfortable that it didn’t surprise me how fast he fell asleep. I smile at him as he sleeps. Wow, he must have been tired. He looked so peaceful that I began to feel sleepy and soon I rested my head on his and fell into a deep sleep.

            “OK everyone we are here at our suite!!!” At first, I thought it was just a dream, but I could clearly hear all the students groaning and getting up from  their seats. Even DongHae got up. But for some reason, I was so tired that I couldn’t make myself wake up properly. DongHae helps me out of the bus.

            “You walk k? I’ll get our luggage.” I hear him say. I rub my eyes tiredly and somehow find the strength to nod. I couldn’t even remember what happened then. I think we were in an elevator? “We’re almost to our room, k?” He says softly. I manage to nod again while I was practically sleep walking. Then I follow him and soon enough we were inside a room. He closes the door behind him while I limp to the bed and fall on top of it. That’s all I remember.

                I groan in my sleep, slowly forcing myself up with my arms holding me up for support. “Dong-Hae….??” I call out tiredly, realizing that I was alone on the bed. Did I hog the bed last night? I’m a terrible human being. I slowly get off the bed and see Donghae sleeping on the floor. Aw…I frown and slowly approach him, I kneel beside him and when I was going to wake him up I notice a small painting resting against the wall. My jaw nearly drops as my eyes widen.

                The painting…it was….so…perfect.

                Just staring at it made my head become erupted with me ideas, feelings, symbols, heck-I could even hear musical notes with the artwork in front of me. It was an overwhelming feeling since I had no inspiration for the longest time…and now, just by staring at this painting, new ideas came flooding inside my head.

                DongHae shifts in his sleep.

            “Did you paint this?!” I asked, needing to be sure that he really painted it. Even though the paint was right there it was still hard to believe. Not that I doubted DongHae had talent, it was just unbelievable. The painting was too perfect to be real. Maybe I’m imagining it.

                DongHae stretches and nods, “Yea…I painted that, why?” he wipes his tired eyes and pulls himself up with his arms.           

            “DongHae…this is amazing!” I grin, unable to peel my eyes away from the painting. I think I fell in love with it.

            He slightly smiles, “You think so?”

            “Yea, I really like this…” My voice trailes off, I noticed something hiding in the corner of the wall. It was blue and it looked like a sketchbook. If DongHae painted like  this, I needed to see what he sketches!

                I reached for it but DongHae quickly grabs it and holds it close to his chest, “Y- You can’t see this.” He pouts. UGH that simply pout made me want to not insist on seeing it…but when I glanced at the painting I just couldn’t resist.

                     I pout-mimicking him, trying to get him to give into me the way I do with him. “Please! Let me at least see one drawing in there.” I plead, trying my best to make the most convincing begging face ever.

            He exhales and hands me the sketchbook “Ok…but ONE only.”

I nod and open it to a random page. “You…you drew this?” It was a picture of me, and it even said Happy Birthday on the side, so Im assuming he drew it on one of my birthdays. I look at him for a while and he stares back, I slowly smile at him. “You are really talented,” I say softly then hand him back his sketchbook.

He smiles and takes his sketchbook. “T-Thanks..” He grins.

                He’s so talented…I really want to see what else he has drawn! But I decided to keep quiet for now…maybe he’ll show me eventually. I wanted to ask him if I could have the painting, but it was so beautiful…I’m sure he’ll say no and even if he agreed I’d feel guilty for taking away something so perfect away from him.

                I grab my clothes to shower and notice DongHae was doing the same on the other side of the room. How funny how we both thought to shower at the same time…

                “Oh, you can shower first!” he says sweetly with a small smile.              

            “You sure?” I frown, unsure if I should go first. While he’s in  the shower…maybe I can raid his artwork. UGH but just the mere thought of invading his privacy made me feel guilty already.

            He nods and smiles sweetly, “Go ahead and shower first, I’ll just go down and get us some breakfast.”

            I purse my lips and was a bit hesitant, “But, if you want to shower first I really don’t mind”

He exhales and shakes his head. “No no no just go ahead,” He pushes me towards the door and closes it so I couldn’t protest. I shrug and turn on the hot water before undressing myself.

             When I came out of the bathroom, I noticed the room looked really clean- well it was the bed but the bed was pretty huge.

             “Did…you do the bed?”

            He nods happily, “Mhm.”

            “Why?” I frown. He didn’t have  to go through the trouble!

            He shrugs, “Thought maybe the maids would like a break in one room at least.” He grins, grabs his clothes and heads to the bathroom but then he turns before entering. “Your breakfast should still be warm.” He smiles and closes the door to the bathroom.
 

            We all slowly formed got into our groups and walk into the museum; the teacher was so excited she was no where in sight from being way ahead of us. I walk with Heechul and KyuHyun, but was lost in my own thoughts.

“GOOD MORNING HYUNGS!!!!” I heard Donghae yell at the two of them happily, he was waving and smiling his cheeky smile. I smile a bit but look away, trying not to stare at him.
 

            “Why is he always happy?!” Kyu and HeeChul continued to ponder about DongHae’s kindness. I just stared at them without saying anything. I really didn’t know what to say. All I knew was that I liked DongHae’s sweetness….it was something I wasn’t used to.

            “If I push  him, you think he’ll still smile?” Kyu half smirks, by the way he looked I would say he was actually tempted to push DongHae.

            HeeCHul rolls his eyes, “Bet you he would! He’s just soo...nice.” He shudders when he sees Hae smiling like an innocent child as he stared at some of the oil paintings.

            Kyu makes a disgusted face, “I know, it’s sickening-”

            “Will you two shut up already?!” I exhale deeply, half rolling my eyes, I was frustrated about them talking about DongHae so much. Not to mention the fact that they were annoying me.

Kyu snickers, “Hey, HyukJae.” He grins and stares at me oddly. Was he trying to imply something by the way he stared at me?

“What?”

“You and DongHae seemed pretty comfortable in the bus.” He stifles a laugh and HeeChul looks away with a half smile.

            “I wouldn’t know I was sleeping!” I snapped at him, feeling a bit embarrassed. Did I really look comfortable?

            “You should go with DongHae.”HeeChul says. They both nod and hide a smile. “He might get lost, I mean, the museum is pretty big.” He laughs. “Knowing him, he’ll probably go off with a stranger.” Kyu chuckles and I just roll my eyes. It is true though….he could get lost.

           I look around and see DongHae alone staring at a painting by Davinci. I smile to myself then walk over to him slowly. Maybe I shouldn’t bother him…I chew on my lower lip and was tempted to stop myself from approaching him.

                “Wow” DongHae says under his breath as he stares at the artwork. His eyes were wide with excitement and his lips were slightly parted by his fascination. “If only I was this talented.” He mutters and continues to smile.

                “You are talented” I blurt out unintentionally.

                He nearly jumps from being startled, but he turns and smiles at me; I smile back at him. Slightly amused by him. He was definitely an interesting person.

            “T- Thanks.” he whispers, I stand beside him then we both stare at the artwork.           

“I sometimes wonder what goes on through an artists mind when they paint….” I tilt my head a bit as I stared at the painting, trying to find some sort of clue as to what it was really about.

            He purses his lips and stares at the beautiful-yet sad painting in front of us; the surroundings were bright, colorful but there was a gloomy looking tree in the middle.

            “Well…I think it all depends on the moment.” He says with a bright  smile.

I frown a bit “What do you mean?” I look at him while he stares at the painting, he seemed to be getting lost in the painting.

             “With this painting…I can see that the artist seemed to have a very happy life, hence all the brightness that surrounds the tree…. but even if he had many things in life that you would think makes him happy *Shake head* he was still unhappy. The tree could signify many things though; since it looks gloomy it could represent some sort of illness.” He chews on his lower lip and stares at the painting.

            He without realizing it, I stared at him, trying to figure him out. He slowly stares at me, looking straight into my eyes, but he quickly blushes and looks away. I snap out of, shake my head out of the trance and look away. What the … why did I look at him like that?!

            “Let’s go.” I mumble and walk off, he trails behind. He seemed lost in this thoughts as he stared at our feet. I stared at him from the corner of my eyes, wondering what was going through his head, but then he suddenly pouts. I exhale deeply and look away….damnit, why must he pout? I shake my head and mentally curse myself.

            We sit in a large cafeteria and the teacher passes out booklets of information regarding the paintings.

                I was raiding the food stands and went back to DongHae’s table with a tray filled with food. I sit down and shake the orange juice. “So what was going through your mind when you painted the fish and cat?” I swirl the noodles around with my chopsticks.

DongHae stares at my food then exhales a bit “Different worlds.” He says simply.

            I stare at him and frown “Arent you getting anything?” he seemed really dazed, completely out of it as he leaned his head on his palms and shook his head slowly. He stares into my eyes and smiles a bit-still looking out of it so I frown.

            “You’ll get sick if you don’t eat…” I push my plate towards him. “Have some.” I smile sweetly and nod encouragingly.

            He shakes his head “No I don’t wanna take your food…just go ahead and eat and don’t mind me.” He pushes the plate back to me.

            “DongHae.” I say sternly. “Eat” I push the tray back to him. Maybe if I did what he does….would that work? His little magical feature that was difficult to say no to.. I pout, “Please?”

            He smiles a bit, take my chopsticks and slowly eat some of the noodles. I smile triumphantly feeling happy that his little trick worked against him. I stand and walk over to the concession stand.

            I walk back with more food. I put everything in the middle, telling him he was welcomed to anything he wanted. I didn’t want to be rude and take back my chopsticks so I take out a new pair and we begin to eat the noodles from the same plate.

He bites his lower lip and grabs a piece of bread.


 

            We all grabbed a bag filled with basic necessities and headed out to a camp ground; we must have been walking for over an hour, but really it felt so much shorter. Being with DongHae was so entertaining.

            “I’m tired!” KyuHyun exclaims, he was practically dragging himself towards the camp site. The poor guy, he wasn’t used to walking to much.

            “I hope we see some animals!” DongHae exclaims happily. I was walking beside him.

            I stifle a laugh from the cute remark, “What if they eat you?” I tease then smile sweetly at him.

            He pouts and half shrugs, he parts his lips to say something but then everyone stopped walking. “Are we here?” he smiles brightly and look around. The teacher was setting up her tent already.

            He smiles at me and exclaims excitedly , “I’ll set up the tent!” he takes out the tent and struggles to set it up on his own so I help him a bit, but couldn’t help but while doing so. His childish remarks made me laugh.

            “No laughing.” He pouts and I felt my heart swell up but I decided to ignore it.

            I chuckle, “It’s just funny how you said you could assemble the tent and yet you are going really slow.” I stick my tongue out at him.

            He giggles and jumps up and down when the tent was set up, “See! Told you I could do it.” He says happily.

            I smile and nod “With my help though.”
            He looks down shyly, “I- I guess.” He looks up at me and smiles big, I couldn’t help but smile back.

            “So anyone want to go out for some firewood?!?” The teacher yells at all of us, she was fanning herself and looking at all the tents, seeming proud of us.

            “We’ll go!” DongHae volunteers us, grabs my hand and runs towards the woods-dragging me forward.

            “Why are you holding me hand?” I managed to ask, I was having trouble keeping up with him.

            “What if I get lost?” He pouts cutely and I smile a bit.

            I chuckle, “Knowing you, you probably will.” I tease.

            We turn and see KyuHyun kicking the dirt around; I frown when DongHae lets go of my hand and approaches KyuHyun. He smiles sweetly and asks, “You ok?”

            “No!” He growls and grabs a log and lunges it to the side. “ing hasn’t returned my texts!”

            DongHae looks down , “Erm…KyuHyun…there’s no service here…” he sounded hesitant but then half shrugs.

            “Huh?” He frowns, “What do you mean?”

            “Means you won’t get her replies…” his voice was small. I hide a smile.

            His jaw drops, “WHAT!?!?!?!” He runs off and starts grabbing some firewood, it looked like he was TRYING to calm down but he kept muttering cuss words.

           We decided to join him and start picking up some firewood, “Maybe we should sing a song! That would surely make you feel better.” DongHae exclaims happily while KyuHyun glares at him.

            “No thanks.” He mutters sarcastically.

            “We can sing that one campfire song that appeared on Sponge Bob.” I smile at him while he begins to sing “Our C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E-S-O-N-G song and if you don’t think we can sing it faster then you are wrong-”

            “DongHae!” Kyu snaps

He pouts, yet again. UGH he needs to stop doing that. “You were supposed to feel better!”

            I laugh, amused by how childish DongHae was.

            We filled up our arms with firewood and KyuHyun says, “Well I don-” he froze and it seemed like he was shaking a bit. He had his back to us so we didn’t realize that he wasn’t following us.

            WE were beginning to walk but then stopped when we notice KyuHyun wasn’t behind us. DongHae and I look back and see him frozen in place.

            “Are you coming?” DongHae asks.

            No response.

           He exhales and walks over to him, but he seemed to freeze in place as well.

            Why do they both look like that? I frown and approach them, “Why are you two-”

            “D- Don’t- M- Move” DongHae’s voice came out shaky…he sounded so scared for some reason. I wanted to ask why he was scared but by the looks of the two of them…they didn’t seem able to speak.

I continued to walk forward, trying to really understand them.

            KyuHyun looked scared to death.

            “D-Don’t Move.” DongHae whispers again, in a shaky voice.

            DongHae takes a step back and a small whimper escapes his lips. I stare at him, trying to understand the fear in his eyes.


 

           KyuHyun seemed to break from his trance and in a second he lunged his firewood at the ground and ran off;  DongHae and I looked at each other, I ran  to him, grabbed his hand and dragged him away when I realized that they were frozen because of a snake. I’m no expert but I assumed it was poisonous. I’d rather not take a chance and allow it to hurt DongHae. “Where… we…going?” He asked out of breath.

            I was holding onto him tightly while we ran against a slope, I tried not to pay attention to how far down it went.

           . “Hyuk Jae…” He pulls his arms away and I turn and stare at him, I was breathing heavily as well as him.

            “What is it?”

            “Why are we running?” He presses his hands on his knees and breathes heavily.

            I leaned over the edge of the slope and my foot seemed to have slipped down. Everything was a blur. The last thing I could clearly remember was tumbling down with DongHae and feeling a sudden pain in my arm and leg from slamming into something.

            DongHae cried out my name and inspected me. At least I hope that’s what he was doing…I wasn’t really there anymore. He sniffled and got teary eyes, “Sorry…I’m such a klutz.” He looks down in shame and I tried to say anything-anything so he wouldn’t blame himself.

            I force a weal smile and shake my head. My eyes were half closed, “Don-” I lean my head back and try to breathe with ease, I was slipping into a deep sleep.

            DongHae helped me, I’m not sure what really happened since I was dazed. The last thing I could process was him setting me down inside the tent. I heard DongHae say “Good thing I always carry this around” and then something like… “This might sting…” I felt a sudden sting on my wounds causing me to wince but I bit my lower lip to keep quiet.

            “Sorry.” He says softly, and then tended all of my wounds.

            He cut my jeans and cleans the wound there, then I felt him bandage me up. I close my eyes and half smile to myself.

                I could hear him slightly shuddering in place, I knew he was trying to be quiet, but I knew he was crying.

            I gently place my hand on top of his and whisper “Don’t cry.” I slightly smile, trying to reassure him that I was ok. He had no reason to cry.

            He looks at me then wipes his tears with his shirt.

            I stares at the scrapes on h is arms and the cut near his shoulder. His hands seemed to need attention as well. “You should clean yourself up too.”

            He frowns and seemed  to finally realize all of his own wounds. He stares at the cuts on his hands and wipes them away with a cloth. He smiles sweetly at me. “I’m fine.” He digs into his bag, “Would you like anything? I have trail mix, soup, candy and cookies,”

            I tried to mask my pain with a smile “Soup sounds good.”

            He nods and leave with the canned soup and a pan.

            He crawls on his knees back inside the tent and grabs a spoon, “Soup is ready” he announces cutely and swirls the soup around with the soup to cool it down.

            “This wont last long right?” I ask, trying to ignore the pain in my ankle and arm.

            He shakes his head, “Your ankle is sprained and your arm is just really scratched up, but you should be fine within a week or maybe even less.” He smiles sweetly at me.

I nod and he helps me sit up, he sits in front of me with a spoonful of soup and he slowly blows on it to cool it down. Not even my own parents would do so much for me, watching him blow cool air on my soup made me laugh a bit.

            He smiles and presses the spoon to my lips, I lean closer and the soup in and chew on it happily.

            He continues to feed me until it was all gone. I frown a bit when I realize how selfish I was. “I didn’t even save you any.” I felt so guilty but DongHae laughs and shakes his head. “It was meant for you anyway.” He shrugs and sits beside me.

            “Would you like anything else?” he asks and looks around. “Want me to fluff your pillows? Read you a story? Sing you to sleep?” He kept rambling on and on listing options for me and I just stare at him…confused. “Or maybe you would like some more food, or would you like me to make you some tea-” I press my finger to his lips, silencing him.

            “You do too much for me.” I smile a bit and pull my finger away from his thin lips.

            He grins, “Is that…bad?”

            “No.” It’s just that I don’t know how to repay you…I haven’t been able to repay you since the very first time you saved me. I exhale sheepishly and felt ready to sleep. “I think falling was a lot better than being bit by a poisonous snake.” I chuckle a bit, trying to lighten up the mood. DongHae smiles back at me, looking a bit dazed again.

            “DongHae, won’t you clean your wounds? I don’t want them to get infected.” I frown, staring at them again. I really didn’t want him to neglect his own needs because of me.

He nods and grabs his first aid kit and cleans up his wounds slowly. I smile a bit and whisper a “Thank you” when he was all done. I could at least sleep at ease now…knowing his wounds wouldn’t get infected. He prepared his sleeping bag next to mine, I couldn’t help but notice how close we were, but I didn’t mind.

           I fell asleep instantly, but even in my dreams I felt uncomfortable with my bandages. I groaned and moved around a lot, but then in an instant I felt warmth. It wasn’t unpleasant…it was just right. I smile in my sleep and felt myself feeling more comfortable than ever. I never noticed how amazing my pillow smelled…I slept peacefully the rest of the night.

                Soon, my mind was invaded with my dreams. I cant really say what I dreamt about….I cant really remember exactly because it made no sense. I only remember seeing two people in my dream; SooYoung and DongHae. Of course, Donghae was looking as sweet as ever, but Sooyoung looked…..solemn....her eyes were filled with hatred. I knew it wasn’t directed at me necessarily, but I could feel it; her mind was strong, but her heart was weak. Donghae reaches out to me and I was tempted to take his hand, but I woke up before I could.

I could hear KyuHyun wailing, “WAKE UP SLEEPYHEADS TIME TO MOVE MOVE MOVE!!!!!!!!” He kicks the tent and laughs evilly as he walks off.

            I groan and shift in my sleep, slowly opening my eyes and becoming suddenly confused by seeing DongHae there; holding me.

            He sits up quickly, “Sorry! I didn’t…” he shakes his head and looked like he was panicking.

            “I know.” I exhale, unsure as to where I was going with this.

             “Yea, I had an odd dream about SooYoung being here…” I half smile, “So that explains it.” I half shrug, trying to play it cool. Well, I did dream about SooYoung, so that wasn’t really a lie….was it? I just didn’t want DongHae to think that him holding me while he slept bothered me. I smile at him.

            He smiles and nods “Yea…figured that she was on your mind.”

            I smile a bit, “I feel a lot better.” I nod and grab my clothes to change. “Thank you, I owe you one.” I pinch the bridge of his nose and smile cutely at him. He smiles back smile back and look at the ground nervously.

            I try to stand up but almost end up falling because of my sprained ankle. Luckily DongHae holds onto me and with a small smile he says, “I’ll help you walk around…”

            I shake my head, I didn’t want to be a burden for him “No, I guess I should just stay in the tent…” I frown sadly and he shakes his head.

            “No, I can help you.” He leads me forward and I walk around with one leg. I shake my head and mutter incoherent sentences about him being far too nice. He only smiles and shrugs.

He walked around while I just held onto him, we stop near a waterfall, “OMO so pretty!” he smiles big and I smile with him.

            I stare at the waterfall and smile “Help me sit, please.”

            He nods and helps me sit near a tree, He sit on my knees in front of me. 

            “Let me see your ankle.” He says.

            I place my leg on his lap and he inspects my ankle; he pouts and I hide a smile. “It’s swollen…we need ice…”

            “And how do we get ice?” I  frown a bit.

            “I’ll go get some…the teacher brought some coolers.” He smiles and then walks off without saying anything else. I wanted to tell him that he should stop worrying about me…but it felt so nice for someone to genuinely care about me. Without asking something in return.

            He didn’t take long, luckily, he sits in front of me and starts pressing the bag of ice on my ankle.

I stared at him the whole time. He was being gentle with me, not wanting to hurt me. When he notices my stares he blushes. “Wh- Why are you looking at me like that?”

            I smile, staring at his rosy cheeks, “You’re so sweet”

            He smiles big, “Just…helping.”

            “Thank you.” I say softly, wanting to say more. Wishing I could say more to  him, but I just…I just couldn’t. I wasn’t very good at expressing myself. I’ve never been good at that.

            He exhales softly and then nods. “I’d do anything for you Hyuk Jae.” He says it so easily and honestly…I believed him, I really did.

, “Anything, huh?”

                He nods and I couldn’t help but flash my gummy smile.

            The waterfall was making a peaceful sound and we laid down on our stomachs on the grass and stared at each other for a while. DongHae was slowly falling asleep. I smile to myself and watch him sleep; he looked so peaceful and as adorable as a child. Aw I just wanted to pinch his cheeks. He was laying on his stomach when I began to play with his hair, I didn’t mean to do it, but my goodness is his hair soft. I began twirling my finger around  the soft brown locks, I was so entertained. I smile to myself and played with his hair for a bit longer. I inhaled his sweet smell, and I was completely shocked when his smell…was the same smell I dreamt about.