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day 12

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everyone found themselves at the beach late at night, surrounded by a bonfire, roasting marshmallows on a stick to turn them into smores, the old-fashioned way.

hendery and yangyang chased each other along the shore, jisung and chenle fighting over the last of the graham crackers like an old married couple, jeno complaining about his burnt marshmallow to renhyuck who couldn't care less.

isla found herself uncontrollably shivering due to a cool breeze taking over. she wore just a t-shirt with her swimsuit underneath as they'd spent the day outside.

"okay, running while tipsy is a very bad idea," yangyang said as he approached, catching his breath once he stopped. hendery came following behind, laughing loudly.

"yeah, speaking of, hand over the booze." hendery said, holding out his hand and gesturing for lucas to hand over the bottle of clear liquid. he did, and so the boy took a long swig out of it, scrunching his face in disgust afterwards.

xiaojun who sat next to isla, noticed her shivering every 10 seconds, so he began to take his sweatshirt off and handed it to her.

"oh.. i can just grab my own from the house—"

"don't be silly. just put it on. you seem to like wearing my sweatshirts, anyways."

isla grinned mischievously, not disagreeing because she knew he was mostly right. she slipped on the sweatshirt and hugged it close to her body, feeling warmth take over.

"renjun and haechan are gonna sing a song, guys!" jeno announced suddenly, catching the attention of everyone. renjun hid his face into his hands in embarrassment, but looked like he was getting ready to sing anyways.

"wait, really? i brought my guitar, i can play for you!" mark suggested, to which haechan happily agreed. mark quickly made his way back to the house as everyone gathered closely around, feeling the heat from the fire mixed with a slight summer breeze.

mark came back and haechan told him what they were going to sing, making sure he knew what to play. zara and lucas, being the second couple there, cuddled up together, and isla also could have sworn she saw iseul and jaemin secretly holding hands.

mark began delicately strumming the strings on his guitar as renjun and haechan started singing mirrors by justin timberlake. isla watched them in complete awe, amazed by the chemistry between the two, finding it unbelievably adorable. she suddenly remembered yangyang and his feelings for renjun, glancing over at him. over sad eyes was a happy smile onto his face. it hurt him just a bit, but he was starting to become happy for his best friends more than anything else.

i'll be there to pull you through

you just gotta be strong

cause i don't wanna lose you now

i'm looking right at the other half of me

"am i crying?" isla asked, suddenly feeling wetness on her cheek. the group looked at her and laughed. sicheng, who sat on the right side of her, ruffled her hair messily. xiaojun grabbed onto her hand subconsciously and squeezed tightly. being affectionate between each other in the group was very normal, and after getting over her little middle school crush on the older boy, isla stopped being phased by his touch. but now, for some reason, she was feeling slight butterflies.

coming back to you, once i figured it out

you were right here all along

its like you're my mirror

my mirror staring back at me

isla thought about how much this song fit the two. their relationship was so special and she couldn't help but sink into her seat watching them sing together.

once they were finished, haechan pulled the smaller boy into him tightly and kissed him on the head, a series of claps coming from the rest.

"can someone grab my phone from inside?" yangyang asked.

"sure," haechan said, "i'm going inside to grab a drink anyways, i got it." yangyang nodded at him and the boy left.

isla stood up and made her way over to iseul and jaemin, and the second iseuls eyes landed on their best friend, she immediately pulled her hand away from the boy.

"very discreet, guys," isla laughed as her friends' faces started heating up, "when am i gonna be an auntie?"

iseul began choking on literal air while jaemin tackled her into the sand into a wrestling position.

"ow, jaemin! release! release!"

"fight back, pussy."

feeling something crack in her body, jaemin released her and burst into fits of laughter while isla lied there, holding her back in pain at whatever bone had just popped. "i'm not built for all that anymore."

"clearly." he said, barely being able to breathe from laughing.

jeno came up to the three of them, looking down at isla in confusion. "what's wrong with her?"

"turns out she's not as flexible as she was when we were 13." jaemin laughed. isla finally found the energy to get back up after dramatically rolling around in the sand.

"that hurt." she complained as jeno began dusting the sand out of her hair. after a moment, he wrapped his arm over her shoulders and started leading her away from the group.

"so... who's sweatshirt is that?" he asked as they walked slowly.

"why? you jelly?" the girl joked.

"um... yes... that's why i'm asking. duh."

isla laughed, "it's xiaojuns."

after being a few feet away, he stopped and turned to face her. "do you like him?"

"...what?"

"xiaojun. do you like him?"

"well... no."

"he definitely likes you."

"he definitely does not."

"trust me, he does."

"he literally doesn't."

"isla, i'm a guy, i know how other guys work. i know their tactics and their behavior when they like someone, and he absolutely likes you."

isla sighed, she was never the one that could pick up on hints, and with her experiences, men have the tendency to pretend they like you and never act on it. "not believing it. at all."

"okay! you don't have to. just know that its true. isn't the beach pretty? wanna go out on a date with me? the sound of the water is so calming." jeno sneakily asked as he avoided eye contact with the girl.

"yeah its nice... wait, huh? what did you just say?"

"what?"

"did you just ask me out?"

"...uh."

isla laughed loudly and punched him on the arm. she definitely heard him correctly and had no idea why he was acting like he didn't just ask that. "you fucking idiot. yes, i'll go on a date with you. dummy."

jeno sighed loudly as if he'd been holding in a breath this entire time. "i'm so glad you said that, i was about to puke."

"wow, jeno, you like like me?"

"dude... if i didn't, do you think i'd spend all this time being obsessed with you?"

"you did not just ask me out and then proceed to call me dude."

"yes... i did.. oops."

the two laughed and turned back to go back to where the others were. everyone was talking amongst themselves and isla saw haechan coming back from being inside, except he didn't necessarily look happy.

with yangyangs phone open and unlocked in his hand, he strutted up to the boy. "here's your phone."

yangyang took it from his hands, confused at the angry tone and looked at his phone. to his surprise, the messages of him talking to isla and sungchan about his feelings for renjun had been plastered on the screen.

yangyangs face dropped, "haechan, let me explain—"

"explain what? that you just casually have feelings for my boyfriend?" everyone was silent now, eyes on the two, lost at what was going on.

"shit," isla whispered to herself.

yangyang sighed shakily, "it's just—i wasn't—"

"what, yangyang? you weren't what?" haechan had begun stepping closer to the other boy, so isla got worried and stepped in before anything got violent. jeno followed snd placed his hand onto haechans chest to stop him from walking any further.

"hyuck, relax, alright? he didn't mean to hurt anyone.." the girl said.

"don't tell me to relax. you fucking knew. you and sungchan, some friends you are." he spat. the harshness in his tone alone was enough for both yangyang and isla to feel tears welling up, especially yangyang being slightly drunk and not able to gather his words.

renjun watched in shock, at a loss for words, not having any idea what to say or do. haechan waited for a moment for them to say something, and when they didn't, he began walking the opposite way. not even to the place they were staying at, just—away. yangyang didn't waste time running up to the house.

sungchan came up to the girl, "how did he even find those messages?"

"i think when we were talking about it earlier today while we were all doing our own stuff, yang must have left his phone open on accident and forgot about it." she sighed.

"we're screwed..."

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