─ campgrounds

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after checking in i throw my backpack and shirt into an empty locker, keeping my slippers on and already wearing my trunks.
does anybody have cash

/rolls my eyes as I shake my head, though I move alongside hyunjin
I don't need assistance in the lazy river, brat. now let's go before a crowd somehow forms

C'monnnn, don't worry about it Bin *laughs and swings an arm around your shoulder as we follow Jungkook to the entrance* We'll take care of you
You can even hold on to my ankles in the lazy river so we don't get separated

@☼ kim jongin ᵏᵃᶦ @☼ jeon jungkook ʳᵒᵐᵉᵒ @☼ hwang hyunjin () moving waterpark to here because, I can-

/lets out a breath as I glance in at the chaotic nonsense going on in the park as I exit the taxi, glancing around before following jungkook towards the entry gate
as long as I don't get bothered by a million kids or entitled mothers then I will be satisfied by this trip

@✵ sun yining sᴜɴsᴜɴ⁻ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉʳ he ceremoniously nods at the physician's orders, taking note of what she needs and making a reminder to purchase the medications and ice pack later in his phone. once he's done with her, he turns to taecyeon at the female's request.

"ah, right. i got into the same accident..." again, he narrates the incident before the doctor reaches forward to check out his injured arm, which earns a slight wince and hiss from his lips. at the reaction, the doctor shakes his head in dismay and he's escorted to the radiology department for an x-ray. before he's completely out though, he tells the woman, "i'll be back soon. just stay put."

contrary to his promise, he takes quite a while and it might've been an hour before sunset did he finish. in any case, he soon returns to yining's bed and greets her with a smile, "i've already handled the discharge papers. let's get you that lemon cake." his arm comfortably rests in its cast and sling whilst his temple sports a huge bandage. thankful enough that it didn't require stitches, he doesn't complain about it looking quite tacky.

@✵ ok taecyeon⁻ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ The doctor came in too quickly for her to reprimand Taecyeon on his formal addressing of her. The man was older, with graying hair and a stippling of stubble along his cheeks and chin. "Hello, hello," he quickly greeted, running through introductions quickly. As Yining quietly explained, he slowly began working her shirt off her back, meaning the younger had to hide her chest in the cushioned bed.

"It's really not that bad," she tried to explain. She winced though as the doctor pressed into the bruise, tutting as he did. "Okay, is it actually bad?" she asked, beginning to worry.

The doctor pulled away and began writing on his pad while Yining turned her back to the two men and hiked her shirt back up in place. "From the eye and touch alone, seems to be simple bruising. I've got some pain medication I can prescribe to help you, but you'll need to ice it twice a day." He held out the paper for the girl to take and she did, folding it in half and frowning.

"Can you look at him now?" she begged the man, worriedly eyeing Taecyeon.

@✵ sun yining sᴜɴsᴜɴ⁻ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉʳ "i'll have it checked when you're done," he promises with a nod even though she can't see him. regardless of her reminder, he would've done so anyway since the pain's becoming more unbearable by the minute, probably 'cause of the dying adrenaline.

"likewise, ms. sun. but it is what it is so just stay put and we'll be out in no time."

he unintentionally addresses her formally, forgetting their previous pact, but unfortunately, before he can apologize for his mishap, the doctor arrives to check on her. since the curtains were already drawn, he just remains idly on the other side of the bed and listens intently on the instructions for her recovery once discharged.

@✵ ok taecyeon⁻ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ As much as Yining didn't enjoy being fawned over, she allowed it as the promise of cake and tea was on the horizon. With Taecyeon doing all the explaining, all she had to do was listen to the commands and obey. She laid along her stomach and crossed her arms under her head to act like a pillow while the two of them waited for the doctor to come in.

"They should be looking after you too. You might need x-rays on your arm," she commented to her manager during the wait. A long sigh left her lips and she groaned. "I don't like hospitals."

@✵ sun yining sᴜɴsᴜɴ⁻ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉʳ the surprise on his face is imminent but he manages to keep it down with another brief chuckle. "i'm already here," he replies with a shake of his head before exiting the vehicle. well, she's really turning into an oddball in his eyes but like he said, he'd rather have this version of her than any other.

cradling the hand that's on his arm once he's out, he reassures her, "yes, and it'll be fine. but if it hurts later on, just remember we got food on the line." anyway, granted that he looks like he'd been badly injured from the bandage and cast, the nurses quickly attends to them once they're at the emergency instead of sending them out to the clinic.

"she's hurt too on her back, yes. so earlier, there's an..." he narrates the accident to their attending nurse before he's ushered to a bed, opting to have her looked at first. and thankfully, it's successful when he finds himself standing just beside her whilst she's tasked to lay down for the meantime as they wait for a doctor.

@✵ ok taecyeon⁻ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ "Your company," Yining immediately answered when he asked her if she wanted anything else. Her face immediately blushed through as the realization of what I'd said hit me. It was hard to reign in her true personality in the privacy of the car. On set, it was easier - there was more pressure. Here... She melted.

"Ready," she pounced when they finally pulled in, not even waiting for Taecyeon to join her on her side of the car before jumping out. The hospital was a daunting white building up ahead and she found herself gravitating towards her manager anyway, gripping onto his jacket the second he was out the car. "Do we have to?" she asked for the hundredth time.

@✵ sun yining sᴜɴsᴜɴ⁻ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉʳ he instinctively leans back when she exclaims in his ear, a chuckle bubbling out his mouth before he could contain it. she's totally like a child compared to his first impression of her, cordial and professional; but, between the two, he thinks he likes this side better. it seems more... genuine per se.

"lemon cake and tea it is then. do you want anything else?" he knows she should be on a diet since she has an ongoing project but the day's rather special so he supposes she can take today as a sort of cheat day. as he waits for her response, the arrive at the hospital's parking lot and he easily slots the car near the elevators.

"ready?" he asks, looking at her from the rearview mirror.

@✵ ok taecyeon⁻ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ The campground had been the perfect location that morning when they'd first driven on. Now it seemed to take forever to get out of it, her cheeks puffed in a sigh as she sat upright to avoid putting any more pressure on her back. It seemed like it took Taecyeon forever to respond to her so that when he did - and with some of her favourite options, no less - she couldn't keep herself from clapping in excitement.

"Oo! What about lemon cake!" she exclaimed, leaning in behind Taecyeon's seat so she could speak more clearly into his ear. "That new cafe down by the studio has it advertised on the front! And I can get some warm lemon tea with it!" She hummed excitedly at the prospects of being able to finally try that new place that she passed nearly every day.

@✵ sun yining sᴜɴsᴜɴ⁻ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉʳ would a lollipop suffice? he wanted to ask as jest but not feeling that comfortable yet, he settles with a brief chuckle and query of, "what would you like?", as he straps his seatbelt on before maneuvering out the parking lot and into the streets.

the roads were quite rough for the first few minutes considering the campground is settled within the forest but they eventually made their way out the highways without a hitch. thankfully, the hospital's quite near as seen in the gps.

"ah, do you want those lemon juices and a slice of cake perhaps?" he asks after a while, remembering how she seems to have a sweet tooth and uncanny liking to lemons. honestly, he's supposed to say coffee but she's been drinking too much caffeine lately based on the things he's been delivering her.

@✵ ok taecyeon⁻ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ The young lady’s smile returns in full shine to her face when she finally hears Taecyeon utter her first name, a small pep in her step. It didn’t saw completely natural coming from him, but like his silent presence on set, she knew she would come to appreciate it. Even now, as he continuously denied her the chance to not go to the hospital, she found her fondness growing for him, hopping to him on her toes and trailing him to the car. She slid in to the back, not wanting to push her luck by going into the front seat (yet), carefully crossing her ankles and folding her hands over her skirt.

“I don’t think I want to see behind me,” Yining mused aloud right as the door shut.

She was grateful for the warm exterior, even with the cold leather seats. The brisk winds couldn’t reach her here. “If I go to the hospital, can you treat me to something after?” she suddenly asked when Taecyeon moved to the driver’s side.

@✵ sun yining sᴜɴsᴜɴ⁻ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉʳ "yining." he corrects himself upon the reminder, the name leaving his lips a little bit too weirdly. he's never called her that way before nor has he ever done it with his past talents simply because they never asked and he never cared so this - sudden first name basis is quite a new concept.

though it's one that he's surprisingly okay with.

perhaps, if it had been anyone else, he would've rejected the request. but with yining, considering their long business relationship and the prior accident mostly, he guesses she can have this much at least. besides the gaze she gave didn't seem to leave any room for discussion.

walking alongside her, they soon reach the parking area and he raises an eyebrow at her question. "haven't we agreed on that already?... it's a yes, ms. s— i meant yining. if only you can see what's behind you, you'll understand why," he sighs, indicating to her black and blue shoulder, as he opens the rear door of the car when they reach it.

@✵ ok taecyeon⁻ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ There was no smile to be found in the elongated pause after her request to be addressed by her first name. She knew that the act was reserved for more intimate relationships and friendships, but she'd worked long enough with Taecyeon. Or so she'd thought. The man had always been about business. Maybe Yining's yearning for connection out of the work place had led her astray and she'd misjudged what she actually meant to the man. Regardless, she whispered not a peep as he collected their items from the room. She herself had to change out of the set clothes, doing so in the privacy of the adjoined changing room and coming out in the less casual, and a lot frillier, clothes of her personal style.

She adjusted the pink skirt of her outfit and tried not to wince at Taecyeon addressing her as Ms. Sun again.

"Yi-ning," she emphasized, fixing her manager with a hard look. "I'm ready..." She nudged past him to get to the exit, unsure herself why it frustrated her so much. The thought of going to the hospital definitely didn't help her. She would have to grit her teeth through the smile and lie well enough to get out. That she could at least manager.

Down in the parking area, the winter winds were cold and brisk, but she clutched her thin jacket to her and brunted the forces. "Do we really have to go?" she asked, peering over her shoulder with a slight grimace at the twist in her shoulders to Taecyeon.

@✵ sun yining sᴜɴsᴜɴ⁻ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉʳ the long wait for her response made his breath hitch and he didn't even get to lift the cold compress from her back all the whilst. yining... what's that got to do with his— okay, never mind. whatever it is she just said, he just listened to the part she agreed and rejoices in his mind. he isn't even that much aware when he's brought over the dressing room, the bottle quickly forgotten lying on the couch.

"let me carry that," he gestures to her handbag and easily snatches it from the table, the keys for the car taken into his good hand as well. being the manager, he didn't need to bring anything besides the keys and wallet so it doesn't take him long to organize himself.

with all that done and having forgotten the earlier request, he asks her, "you good, ms. sun?", as he paces over the exit and waits for her.

@✵ ok taecyeon⁻ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ It was as good a compromise as any other. The way Taecyeon was staring at her, she was sure he wouldn’t settle for less. Despite what she wanted, there was no hiding. Everyone had seen the light fixture fall, so it’d be expected, Yining tried to reason with her anxiety. And it wasn’t like she didn’t trust Taecyeon to handle her schedule. They’d worked together long enough for him to have proven himself time and time again. And her company would never steer her in the wrong direction either. She inhaled deeply, allowing herself the brief peace of darkness when her eyes slipped shut.

“Can you call me Yining?” she pleaded quietly, resigning herself officially.

When she opened her eyes again, he hadn’t moved. His face was still scrunched in that concerned expression and it wasn’t budging. “I’ll go to the hospital with you, but you’re going to be seen first,” she agreed, standing from the couch. Braced for the dull pain in her shoulders, she didn’t wince this time, grabbing Taecyeon’s good hand and holding it firmly so she could whisk him to her dressing room so they could pick up their things in advance.

@✵ sun yining sᴜɴsᴜɴ⁻ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉʳ he bites the inside of his cheek upon the dismissal, or at least her attempt thereof, his hand quickly backing up when she winced. "ms. sun, i doubt i can do any of that if you're this hurt," he refers to her bruise and reactions every time he presses the bottle on her back even in the gentlest manner he can muster, just like now...

"how about we both just go to the hospital today? it'll be like hitting two birds with one stone." she's too worried for his sake, and he to her too so they might as well just rest their concerns with a little trip to the doctor. plus, she won't be bothered with calling the onsite medic now, unless? well, anyway, he just hopes she agrees for a first time. "i'll handle the things with your schedule for the rest of the day, and try to bump everything up for a later date," he tries to reassure her.

@✵ ok taecyeon⁻ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ (realized you said bottle and my brain said ice pack so pretend every time I saw ice pack or compress it's just bottle u.u)

@✵ ok taecyeon⁻ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ Panicked at the sudden thought that they would have to alter the schedule the accommodate her, Yining barely processed his follow up question, her head already shaking side to side in a firm 'no'.

"Don't worry about me," she begged, but he'd already drawn her to the couch and had the cold compress gently held against her back. She flinched at the cold sting, though the relief it spread across her shoulder blades was enormous. It physically relaxed her, until the anxiety gripped her by the throat again.

"D-don't call anyone," she pleaded, her head shaking as much as her hands. "I'll be fine to film today, and don't worry about the medic. She's probably busy," she chattered rapidly, that smile split across her face reflexively. She even tried to get the cold pack off her back only to wince and cry out slightly at the pain caused by the quick movement.

@✵ sun yining sᴜɴsᴜɴ⁻ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉʳ "yes, please," he answers the question almost too quickly, sharply inhaling when he finally sees the state of her back. true to her words, it's a bruise but it didn't look like one that can be shaken off with a smile... despite her proving him wrong. anyway, not bothering to hide his frown, he holds her wrist albeit gently and pulls her to the couch before moving over the cooler to get an ice cold water bottle using his free hand.

"i'll ask the director to postpone the shooting today. it won't be hard to convince him," he says as he sits behind her and softly dabs the makeshift cold compress on her bruised back. not sure if she's comfortable with other people seeing her state, he asks first, "should i call the medic back too?"

@✵ ok taecyeon⁻ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ Now that he spoke of it, her back was sore. The fall had winded her more than anything, but she found quick movements did meet a throb of dull pain. It was definitely just bruising, but talking about it made it worse. Like a paper cut that didn't sting until you washed your hands. Yining released Taecyeon's arm, embarrassed at his actions as much as she was concerned that it hurt him.

"Compared to you, I have nothing serious," she said quietly, a small smile making her way to finally. "Do you want to check it out?"

She twirled around slightly, looking over her left shoulder and stretching her hand out to see if she could feel anything on her own. The movement made her wince - ok, even if it was a bruise it hurt. "I think it's fine," she decided suddenly, straightening out and readjusting the straps on the dress the stylists had put her in for the upcoming scene. "I-it's definitely just a bruise." And she plastered that smile on again, hands clasped in front of her like the picture perfect model everyone expected her to be.

@✵ sun yining sᴜɴsᴜɴ⁻ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉʳ noticing her refusal to be tend to for the nth time, he can only sigh and frown in response. why does she have to be so difficult? is she really /that/ worried for his sake? the answer lies in her following words and those expressive eyes. and for a second, his tough exterior crumbles into an appreciative visage.

still, that isn't an excuse to forget about herself!

sighing once again, he gently rests his palm into her careful digits, pressing it unto the cast so she'd know it wasn't that serious... even though honestly, the sudden pressure made his breath hitch. "hey, it's alright. it was an accident and i doubt it would've been that serious either way. stop worrying about me for a second, will you?" he reassures her with a light smile, letting out a brief quiet chuckle before continuing, "how about we check out your back instead? t'was some nasty fall earlier, right."

@✵ ok taecyeon⁻ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ The last thing Yining wanted to be was alone with anyone - especially with the medic. One look too close and she`d be outed for the insomniac, panicked being that she was. She gave Taecyeon a look over, feeling a pang of guilt strike her in the chest at seeing his state. To the medic, she shook her head "no".

"I'm fine," she brushed off quietly.

Taking her cue, she left the pair alone, standing next to each other. "Y-you shouldn't have done that!" Yining suddenly quips, fingers brushing over the makeshift cast they'd fastened him. "What if you're seriously hurt and you actually have to wear this for months?" she asked, wide, worried eyes turning in a panic to the manager. "What if you can't use your hand again?!"

@✵ sun yining sᴜɴsᴜɴ⁻ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉʳ his lips twitch at her yet again lack of response. the worry he curbed upon his prior check on her well-being exponentially returning. perhaps, the accident took a toll on her somewhere, somewhat and though, he told the medic he should check on the actress first, he’s shushed by the employee ‘cause of his immediate appearance. well, who’s he to retort especially under those glaring eyes? besides he doesn’t want anyone worrying so he relents.

no sooner than later, he sports a bandage on his temple and a makeshift cast on his right forearm, the medic reminding him to visit the hospital for an x-ray later and answering yining’s question with a, “he’ll be fine but he’ll have to rest his arm in a cast, probably for a few weeks.”

standing up from his seat, he then paces over the actress and tells her, “your turn, ms. sun. do you want me to leave the room for privacy?” the question’s for formality but he supposes the reason she won’t tell him how she’s faring has something to do with that too.

@✵ ok taecyeon⁻ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ "It's my job." His three words reverberated through her mind - over and over again until she was dizzy. So dizzy that when he asked her if she was okay, she automatically plastered that empty smile on her face to bury her anxiety. It was everyone's job to accommodate her, to help her, to work for her, around her. Was there anyone she could hold around that wasn't doing their job?

She was saved from having to answer when the set employee came back with the medic. The older woman laid her kit down on the coffee table and Yining resigned herself to the far side of the room to give them some privacy. Stationed by the window, she was able to see the trees of the forest they filmed in. A sweet campground, full of bright light and scenic horizons. What she wouldn't give to just spend a night out there to see what magic she could find.

She counted trees until she was sure she could face Taecyeon with a steady smile, turning around when ready. "Is he going to be okay?" she asked the medic.

@✵ sun yining sᴜɴsᴜɴ⁻ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉʳ his eyebrows briefly raises in surprise of the female's outburst. the words, "it's my job," his only response as he inevitably adheres to her request since she seems to leave no room for discussion. upon the nearing of her hand, however, he edges backward in fear of staining her skin more than anything. "it's okay, you don't have to - " his left hand gently clasps around her wrist to prevent her from going further.

"and as i've said, it's my job. to worry about you, keep you safe. even if it meant... /that/," he refers to the earlier freak accident, the imagination of what if he hadn't been there and she's hurt making a scowl appear on his visage. oh, he would've hate to see this bright woman lose her smile 'cause of that. though now that he thinks about it, she's still wearing a frown.

and so before they both drown in their displeasure, he puts on another reassuring smile in hopes she'll at least ease those mad eyebrows, "anyway, it's alright. i'm fine especially knowing that you are too... unless?"

@✵ ok taecyeon⁻ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ Yining is speechless through the steps that follow. Despite the severity of the situation, and the state he was in, Taecyeon managed to direct everyone like he was fine. She watched him favour his left arm and swipe away the blood like it was no issue. Even as they ushered the two of them into a separate, more secluded area, he was still putting her before himself. The person that had led them to the area was the first to leave, promising to come back with the set medic as soon as they could. Alone as they were, she was finally able to speak up.

"S-stop worrying about me when you're bleeding right in front of me!" she blustered, immediately running to the small attached bathroom so she could get some paper towels, dampening them with some water. Her heels clicked across the tiles furiously as she trotted back, gently nudging the elder man to the couch. "Sit, let me see your head. You're bleeding." was still pinched downwards, her heart beating heavily. Autopilot was something she was used to.

"W-why did you do that?" she muttered as her fingers slowly peeled his hair back to find the source of the bleeding.