a/n: it's been a while since i asked you guys about your favourite character ??
i still love writing yoongi but gosh darn it, taehyung is too cute
[ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐗𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐗 ]
"Okay, listen up," Hoseok announced, clapping his hands in order to grab the attention of the people surrounding him. It was midday and the boy had managed to get everyone down to the field where he had trained me only a day prior. Much to my surprise, my little encouraging speech had worked with Yoongi and the older boy had also decided to participate albeit begrudgingly, his lips pulled into a constant grimace.
"This training is particularly easy. All you need to do is find these small cubes." Hoseok spun the small metal box, in his hand, as if to demonstrate. "Inside you will find a token. The aim of the game is simple: find as many tokens as you can. They could be anywhere from this field ranging all the way back, and inside, the house."
"This sounds awesome," Taehyung whistled, running on the spot as though preparing himself to set off. By his side, Jungkook flashed a confident grin also, quite obviously, excited for the game to begin.
"The two people with the lowest amount of tokens will be our dedicated chefs for the barbecue. With that all said and done, you can begin." The boy waved his arms as though he was the starter in a race.
The boys instantly raced forward, Taehyung leading the front of the pack as he waved his arms out wildly, allowing the wind to rush through his fingers. As the rest followed, Hoseok paused as though he'd forgotten to mention something.
"I forgot to say- some tasks will require the use of an enhancement!" Hoseok shouted, using his hands as a microphone. Jimin turned back around in surprise as the older boy shot him a wink. Jimin gulped, rubbing his forehead as if he knew exactly what Hoseok was talking about before running off in the direction of the lake, a dejected look on his face.
"Hey, do you want to team up again?" Jungkook asked, staying behind for a second to ask. I was startled that he'd risk loosing his starting advantage but he was probably self assured in his skills anyhow. Plus, he has speed on his side.
"Actually I think I'm going to do this one on my own," I said, patting his shoulder. He startled for a second, taking a step back before smirking, his eyes lighting up with the challenge. "You're not the only one who has been training. Plus, you betrayed me last time."
He chortled, remembering that game of hide and seek tag where he'd abandoned me only to tag me when he'd been caught. I wasn't willing to be backstabbed again. Furthermore, it might make Yoongi appreciate me a little more if I'm not spending forever with the boy who he wishes to hang out with more often.
"Fine," he said, sending me a wink before sprinting off without a second look. Sometimes I couldn't help but curse his competitiveness.
"Good luck Hayeon!" Hoseok shouted from the distance as I began to make my way from out of the field, walking speedily rather than opting for rushing carelessly and wasting my energy. "I'd head to the lake first, if I were you."
"Thank you!" I called back out, giving him a thankful wave. He saluted in response before turning in the opposite direction and following the path which several of the other had already followed, probably in order to monitor the game.
Heeding his advice, I headed down the familiar footpath towards that lake. Unsurprisingly, I arrived to see Jimin leaning on one side of the sandbank, bellowing out angry curse words as he stared threateningly at the water.
"You stupid lake! You little shit!" He screamed, punching the water only for his fist to go straight through. "Curse Hoseok for torturing me! Couldn't he have just put the box on the land? Why did he put it in the darned middle of the lake? Why can't I do this?"
I swallowed, trying to console my giggles as I I inched round the distressed boy, looking for whatever Hoseok had directed me towards. It only took about five minutes before I found a long cylindrical object- a metal detector- lying next to a spade.
Well this was simple enough to understand; at least I didn't have to have access to an enhancement to actually achieve success. I would have to thank Hoseok for being so accommodating towards my lack of skill.
I wasted no time and snatched up the object, looking for some kind of 'on' switch. Once I spotted the button, I flicked it upwards and begun to wave the metal detector back and forth, over the sand. I'd never actually used one of these things but I just mimicked what I had seen in the movies.
It took a while to get a solid lead, especially since Hoseok had made it more difficult by purposefully planting coins in the sand, but when I did, I grabbed the shovel and began to dig. It was a lot deeper than expected but I couldn't help but squeal when I saw an identical metal box to the one Hoseok had held only minutes ago. Kneeling down, I used my hands to dig up to remaining grains of sand encompassing the box before wiping away the remains with my sleeve.
The box had a little clasp which unlatched, allowing me to pull out the token from within. With a satisfied smirk, I tucked the little card into my bock pocket, double checking to check that it was secure. Wiping the sand from my hands, I stood up and took one last look at Jimin.
I was honestly quite baffled that he continued to try and get that submerged box so desperately. He quite obviously hadn't made any more success since I'd last seen him and his morale seemed to be hitting an impossibly new low.
"Jimin! Why don't you just swim and get it?" I yelled from across the lake.
Unlike some others in the game, I wasn't afraid to give a struggling person a helping hand even if it meant that I fell behind slightly.
The boy looked up and waved his hand passively. "I'm not ruining my outfit!"
'Well at least he has his priorities straight,' I thought to myself, shaking my head in exasperation. These boys never failed to surprise me.
With one last pitiful look at the boy, I trudged away from the lake checking that the token still remained in my pocket. It wouldn't surprise me if there were pickpockets lurking around.
I shot a suspicious look into the forest in front of me, scanning both the floor and treetops knowing that Jungkook, especially, would likely to be roaming both areas. When I decided that it was an all clear, I opted to put my training to use and began to sprint towards the house. I wasn't likely to find anything in this mass of undergrowth without an enhancement, after all.
It took a surprisingly small amount of time to arrive at the cabin and I quickly realised that I wasn't alone, the open door being a dead give away. With one hand sheltering my back pocket, I tiptoed into the house only to be quickly bombarded with noise.
"What on earth did you do to my poor kitchen?" I heard the mortified cries of someone who was undoubtedly Jin.
There was a scurry of feet on the kitchen tiles before a head popped round the door. As soon as Taehyung's eyes caught mine, he shrieked loudly and barrelled towards me with his arms held out wide. I didn't have time to counteract his attack before he wrapped his arms around my waist, hiding behind my back.
I went to ask him what he was doing when the looming figure of Jin appeared in the kitchen doorframe, a frying pan dangling threateningly from his right hand.
"Taehyung! Get back here right now and clean my kitchen," he hissed, the seething expression on his face making me freeze in my spot. The boy clinging to my torso seemed to have a similar reaction as his grip tightened fearfully.
With a panicked gulp, he peered over my shoulder to face the older boy.
"Hyung! I couldn't help it. I was looking for clues," the boy whined, his lower lip pulled into a sorrowful pout.
Jin paused for a second before shaking his head rapidly. "I'm not falling for your tricks. Get in this kitchen and clean up. Now."
The boy moaned, pressing his head into my back and I couldn't help but have the urge to pat his shoulder.
"I guess I'm loosing this challenge," he said in resignation as he pulled away from me and passed the tall figure of Jin, who had his lips pulled into a grim expression as he loomed over the resigned boy. Taehyung turned back and gave me one last sad, puppy-like gaze. "Thanks for protecting me though."
"Oh- oh you're welcome," I replied, a slight blush on my cheeks despite doing absolutely nothing. He gave one last pitiful wave before slumping into the kitchen, grabbing a broom on his way over.
Jin huffed proudly and slapped his hands together, also following the boy into the kitchen as though he cared more about the state of his kitchen than the game.
I stood still for a second, trying to wind my head around what just just happened before shaking my head and breaking myself out of the daydream. I had to find more tokens and quickly.
If there was something that I was absolutely certain about it's that I absolutely, definitely, certainly couldn't cook to save my life.
With the worry of poisoning my friends swarming my brain, I scampered away quickly, my eyes peeled for the metal boxes.