Who would've thought that Chanyeol slamming a little rock onto a boulder would be the best sight? You couldn't begin to explain how that worked. It just did. And you knew he was annoyed with you, but why care now? His hair whipping away in the nightly wind was enough to forget it. Although, the rock seemed to be mauled.

"That's not how you make fire," you said in a sing-song voice.

He grunted and slammed the rock down on the ground. "You've been watching me do this for an hour! You should've said something!"

"Okay. You're right. But we have no need to build a fire. The highway is literally right behind us."

"It's a signal fire."

"You do that on beaches. Not woodlands."

He sighed,"Well our phones are dead, and you're so smart, so what now?"

Your phone wasn't dead. You forgot you had a phone even, looking at him. And now you felt bad, because a friendly road trip turned into this (it wasn't bad for you, sure, but it was for him, and that made you want to fix everything). "My phone isn't," you mumbled.

His eyes widened. "We've been living like animals," he said softly, "for two hours, and you had your phone? YOU HAD YOUR PHONE!" He groaned and grabbed your jacket, pulling your phone out. He tapped away and swung it to his ear. "Yes, I am stranded with someone near highway 50. My car broke down. My relationship with that person? Does it matter? She's a friend. I'm a foreigner, I know nothing about this area. Because I read a brochure on the plane. You are really talkative. Can you just send someone over? Thank you. No. Bye." He gave you the phone back.

Someone? Friend? What about "my best friend," you thought. "I'm sorry."

"What?"

"I said I'm sorry! For getting us stuck here. For putting you in nature and for not telling you about my phone. And for not being there at the award show."

He cleared his throat and thought about how he talked to dispatch. "Oh. You're hurt... that I didn't say you were my super-fantastic-perfect-best-friend?"

"'Were?'"

He rolled his eyes. "You know what I mean--"

"I don't. You haven't been serious lately. You've been treating everything like a joke." You crossed your arms.

Chanyeol has been really annoyed and unserious lately. Like the time with your cat. You brought Fluffles over and he kinda freaked. He even yelled at Fluffles and called him a worthless carpet. Which you were upset about,but you just left because what would you say to him? "Don't call my cat a carpet or I will take him home and give him a bath"? No. You cared too much to correct him, which is kinda contradicting.

Or the time you and Baekhyun pranked him with some string and a water bucket. He didn't take that well either. He threw the bucket. It almost hit Fluffles.

"Okay. I'm sorry," he said. "I'll be more patient."

His hair was still whipping away. "I didn't mean to mix water in the gas. I didn't think it would do anything."

"It blew up my rental car," he deadpanned. He sighed, "But it's not a big deal."

"It kinda is." You sat on the chipped boulder and rubbed the tip of your shoe around in circles. "It looked like it made more gas."

Chanyeol didn't speak. You didn't either. You looked at your phone's wallpaper (a picture of Fluffles) and sighed. "I should see how Baekhyun's holding up with Fluffles."

So you called. And everything was "perfect" according to Baekhyun. You set your phone down.

"Y/N, I'm sorry I'm getting frustrated lately. I'm really just stressed out with work. I shouldn't take it out on you."

"It's fine—"

"No it isn't! I mean, no it isn't. I'm sorry."

"What happened. It's gotta be something bad for you to get this grumpy."

"All the songs I wrote got ruined. All the files are gone. Cause I spilled coffee on the flash drive."

THE EXPLANATION OF WHY THERE IS NO COMEBACK LOL halP

"Who's the klutz now?" You chuckled.

"It's not funny."

"It is. You gotta step back and laugh about it sometimes, Chanyeol. Nothing can bring them back. Did you try rice?"

He widened his eyes. "Um... no. I should've. Rice solves everything. It's too late now."

You smiled. "You didn't. But someone else did. Baekhyun isn't watching Fluffles. I hired Kyungsoo."

"Bad idea—"

"I know that now." You surfed through your phone to show him a text."

Kyungsoo: HELP EVERYTHING IS RIPPED AND FLUFFLES WONT CONFESS

He chuckled.

"There you go!" You laughed with him. "Um Baekhyun brought me the flash drive and I gave him some rice. It should be better by now."

He smiled and hugged you. "Oh my god I love you!"

Your eyes widened. "What?"

"I-I m-m-mean like... you know l-like platonically." He paused. "Uh... well no I don't. That's why I feel so bad. I really like you and now that I think that no one will know where we are, I should probably tell you because we are going to die."

"We won't die." You mumbled obscenities. "Um.. I like you too. That's why I get butt hurt a lot."

He nodded. "S-so sh-should we... I don't know... kiss or something?" He shivered of nervousness.

You stared at him blankly.

"Is that a y—"

"Yes, just... yes ok let's kiss." You said.  You looked at his lips and swallowed. "Just... a kiss." You moved in and pecked his lips quickly, covering your mouth and gasping.

He smiled and moved your hand. He moved in and you both kissed softly, with a tinge of passion. "Was that too much? To fast? Tell me if I did something that—"

"Your fine," you said. "It's fine."

He nodded. "So... are we... like a thing or are we just—"

"I mean, yeah if want I don't know—"

"Okay that's good I guess—"

"So we aren't friends anymore—"

"No we are just friends that date I guess—"

"You need to take me on a date." You puffed your chest out. "That's the polite thing to do."

He nodded. "Of course."

Sirens were heard from a distance and your faces lit up. It came closer and closer and then they passed you. Chanyeol groaned.

"We could try to walk to that bus station a mile away."

He glared at you then closed his eyes and breathed out slowly. "There is a bus stop a mile away?"

"Yeah we—"

"Why didn't you tell me— I mean, ok let's go."

"A mile sounded like a long walk but I now realize that it isn't."

"Get on my back."

You did and rested you head on his shoulder. "Sorry I'm a bother."

"Well, your my bother now." He started to walk north to the bus station.