ᴊᴏᴜʀɴᴇʏ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɪꜱʟᴀɴᴅ (Darius Bowman x Reader)

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Sammy's face scrunching in bewilderment. "I don't understand." you glance up to have a look at young brunette from afar. Well, it kind of checks off the assumption you had on how she isn't a social butterfly since Yasmina hardly spoke or talked whenever she was around any of you, or being around at all for that matter.

"Well, you know how sometimes people just want to be left alone?" Kenji indicated annoyingly, sending Ben a dirty look. Sammy was silent for a brief moment before bursting into laughter and replying. "Kenji, you're hilarious. But I still don't get what ya' mean..."

"Umm, what Kenji is trying to say Sammy is that there are some people who don't exactly want to make or have friends..." You started slowly as she raised an eyebrow at you on what you meant. "So, Yasmina might be apart of that group category."

Kenji snapping his fingers at your statement, "Exactly..." His eyes still on Ben who still didn't let go of his arm, Brooklynn nodding in agreement at your explanation.

Sammy glancing down at the fire to her stick that once had her marshmallow. "Huh, well I think she is just a lil' shy is all and doesn't know how to make camp friends... I'm sure after spending time with me, she'll be as fid as a fiddle!" You were about respond to correct her until lightning struck in the sky with clouds hovering above, rain falling above you all in signaling a storm coming your way.

"Maybe we should go inside?" Gutierrez already having arms covering her figure. "Way ahead of you!" Ben called out, already back at the balcony as the rainfall grew stronger by the minute. Everyone following suite towards the door to avoid getting wet but you stop in noticing someone missing.

"Thanks Brooklynn..." Darius mumbled not moving from his spot, his hood protecting him as the raindrops go down his jacket. You had an umbrella that you got from a dispenser beside the door and walk over to your friend. "Darius, are you ok?" A frown over his face and nods while standing up. "I'm fine..." walking towards the door slowly. Sighing softly and followed him as the storm continued to grow and lightning struck in the sky.

Darius dropped himself on the sofa and sat there. A huff of breath leaving him and head down with his hands holding the sides of his face. It was obvious that he was upset about his campfire storytelling being cut off (especially towards Brooklynn, whom you were a little pissed at too).

Ben left to get ready for bed and to sleep early. Kenji decided to go around the place out of boredom. Brooklynn had to edit some camera footage from the day. While Sammy went with Yasmina and left the main room, the cowgirl trying to start up a conversation between the two of them. Darius was still on the sofa, but this time he was writing something in a small black notebook.

This was a good time to talk to him and walked over slowly to sit beside him. He glanced at you and shut the book, sliding it into his pocket. "Hey, I just wanted you to know that your story was neat, despite how I wasn't scared..."

A dry chuckle leaving his lips. "I'm glad you liked it... Too bad everyone else didn't, I just wanted to try and fit in... I don't know why that's so hard... I used t—" He stopped and looked up, his eyes full of sadness.

Your mind pondered on the notebook he had, "If you don't mind me asking, what is that you got there? A diary?"

Getting another laugh out of him as he rolled his eyes. "No uh, it's actually a journal. I decided to write down some stuff down during our time here at camp, y'know?"

"Wow, this is pretty amazing... Your handwriting is nice..." You held the journal in one hand as your fingers graze the paper and read the notes Bowman placed there. "It's nothing." He beamed embarrassingly and scratching the back of his neck, to which you glance at him with a laugh. "This isn't nothing, it's so cool, D. I'm serious!"