“Okay, whose gonna get dinner?” Tao asked, taking the quickest glimpse of Kris since he was still being a Mr Grumpy Pants.   “You.” Kris dead-panned.   Tao wanted to object, but the glare Kris sent his way made him want to escape, willingly. He gave Chaeyoung a dramatic goodbye, stating that if he died somewhere in the bushes, make sure she told his family that he loved them.   The dark grey beast had disappeared and it left Kris and Chaeyoung in an awkward silence.   Kris occupied himself with poking the flames with a stick while Chaeyoung watched him from the log she was stationed at.    “Why are you ignoring me?” She questioned.   She noticed Kris stiffen quickly. His clutch on the stick caused it to snap in half and his fingers to curl into quivering balls.   Chaeyoung snorted, “So you are ignoring me.”   “It’s not that.” Kris finally spoke though it sounded strained and forced.   “Then what is it?” Chaeyoung yelled.   “It’s nothing.” He gritted out, standing up and walking towards the tent.   “If it’s nothing, then you would tell me.” Chaeyoung stood up from the log and marched towards Kris.   She caught his arm and spun him around that he almost lost footing. “Tell me what exactly are you hiding Kris!”   Kris’s eyes widened but only for a split second. He composed himself once more and cleared his throat, “Let it go Chaeyoung.” He muttered, opening the flap to the tent and entering it.   Chaeyoung refused to let the topic slide. She crawled into the tent as well, stunning the hell out of Kris as he backed up on his .   “Hey, get out!” He demanded, looking incredulous.   “Answers first.” Chaeyoung hissed, crawling her way towards him. Kris hugged his knees towards his chest once his back hit the hind material of the tent. “I mean it Chaeyoung, get out!” He pointed to the open flap behind her.   Chaeyoung smirked, stopping inches before him. “What is it that you’re hiding Kris?” She inquired, dead-serious now. Kris now understood she wasn’t in the mood for games and his lame procrastinations.    “Okay, okay.” He surrended, looking utterly pissed.   Chaeyoung grinned evilly as she got into sitting position, quirking her perfect brow for him to resume.   Kris ran his hand over his face, not bothering to hide the tired huff he emitted.   “Did I do something wrong?” Chaeyoung asked.   “Of course not.” Kris promptly answered, “Nothing near it.” He sighed.   “Then why have you been ignoring me?” She pressed.   “It’s because you remind me too much of her.” He sighed.   “Her?” Chaeyoung blinked, lost.   “Haneul, my sister.” He revealed, evoking a baffled look from Chaeyoung. “You remind