#freakdara

Jiyoon stared at her tentmate with wide eyes, mentally asking herself if it had only been an auditory hallucination. Oh god, she really was going insane. At last, one of her worst fears was coming to conquer her. She had always known that the day would come when her mentality would run off the rails, forcing her to wave that white flag in acceptance and self-pity. 

After moments of staring into thin air, the woman was pulled back into reality by the sound of her tentmate’s voice once more. This time, though, her words were blurred by Jiyoon’s panicky thoughts. Dara’s voice, however, did manage to relax Jiyoon as she realized she was not only hearing things. 

… She wasn’t just hearing things. 

The question was real. 

Yoochun chuckled, running his hands through his hair. “Fine by me. I’ve got my heart set on somebody else. Besides, we barely even know each other.” He blushed as he thought of Fei. It was incredible how she seemed to get more beautiful every time he saw her—though he wasn’t sure how that was possible. His mind wandered to the day the two of them had gone out on their kind-of date. No, he amended, it had most definitely turned into a date by the end of it all. He recalled what Fei had told him on their date about Dara.

"Oh, you helped Fei with her clothes, right?" He flushed and averted his gaze before he spoke. "She looked breathtaking. I mean, she always does, but it really hit me that day when we went on the, uh, date. I guess…I want to thank you for taking care of her. She deserves it. I mean, she’s always looking after others. Somebody needs to pamper her, too.” He smiled. He wasn’t exactly sure what the relationship between the two of them was, but they seemed close, and he was glad Fei had somebody like Dara in her life.