A/N: Thank you to the lovely ms. margie for the camping trip prompt. It was meant to be smut, but it turned into this comical/fluffy thing... Although Jan Di and Jun Pyo are in this, it is a very Ga Eul/Yi Jeong-centric piece, so don't expect much Jan Di/Jun Pyo.

There is a companion smut piece to this on Good Girl (Chapter 25 - "Survival Instincts"). There is no smut, however, in this one-shot.

"Of all the romantic couple trips, Jun Pyo had to pick camping," Yi Jeong grumbled. "Actual camping. In the middle of the wilderness. With sleeping bags and bugs and tents and bugs and survival food, and did I mention bugs?" He slapped at a mosquito on his arm. Missed. The offending insect—one of a thousand—buzzed over to Ga Eul, and she swatted it away. Yi Jeong swiped at the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand and bent over the finicky tent he'd been trying to assemble for the past twenty minutes because no, no, Ga Eul-yang, I've got this...

Ga Eul would have laughed at her boyfriend's complaints—or teased him for being such a pampered chaebol—but she knew better than to poke at him when he'd worked himself up into such an annoyed state. Honestly, she was surprised he hadn't already conjured a few members of his staff and made them set everything up. Despite how totally badass he could be sometimes, he expected a certain comfort level wherever they vacationed. She supposed that came with never having to lift a finger if he didn't want to.

"At least Jun Pyo Sunbae convinced Jan Di to stay in his tent," Ga Eul soothed him from where she sat on the ground, cross legged, studying his progress. She'd had to bite her lip a few times to stop herself from giving him unwelcome instructions. "Otherwise, I would be with Jan Di, and you'd be stuck listening to Jun Pyo's snoring for the next two days."

Yi Jeong frowned. He tugged down the zipper on his heavy black Columbia coat, probably hot from exertion despite the chilly fall air. Ga Eul, in her soft pink cotton jacket, was more than a little cold from sitting still.

"How do you know he snores?" Yi Jeong asked.

"Jan Di told me."

At that, Yi Jeong snickered. Deciding he wasn't in a complete mood, she added, "You snore too."

"I do not!" Yi Jeong glared at her.

"Yes, you do. Don't look so horrified. It's not all the time. I think I've heard you once or twice when you were really tired." Yi Jeong only looked more put out, so she continued, "Of course, I don't sleep with you every night, so I couldn't say for sure."

"I do not snore." He picked up a tent stake and drove it into the ground with a rock. This time at a more appropriate angle, she noted. "You were probably listening to yourself."

"Well, that's a flattering thing to say to your girlfriend."

"Oh, I see. It's okay for you to say that to me but not for me to say that to you. Where's the equality of the sexes?"

"Shhhh! They're coming back. I think they're having an argument." Ga Eul poked her head around Yi Jeong as Jan Di and Jun Pyo approached, carrying firewood. Jun Pyo had insisted on doing everything the 'true camping way.'

"Of course they're having an argument. They've been left alone for ten minutes," Yi Jeong muttered. "How do you get this damn thing to stay?!" He cursed as the tent stubbornly flopped over for the third time.

"Here, give me that." Getting up, Ga Eul shoved him over and went to work on the tent herself. "You've never been camping before, have you?"

"Of course I have. The F4 stayed in a cabin up in—what's so funny?"

"See. There's your problem. You just said the word 'cabin.'"

"It was in the middle of nowhere." He tapped her arm. "We went hiking."

"So? Let me guess. Did it have a heating system? Or a fireplace?"

"Both, actually," Yi Jeong stated proudly. "There was also a complimentary stock of alcohol in the wine cellar—"

"In the wine cellar?!" Ga Eul giggled, trying to hold down the volume of her laughter.

"It was classy." Yi Jeong gave her a pointed look.

"Whatever it was, it was not camping," Ga Eul replied. She made a final adjustment to the tent, and it sat up perfectly.

"Whatever. The only reason I agreed to come here was so I could see you in those yoga pants." His eyes roamed over her butt, which was, in fact, covered in mint green yoga pants. "But now I've seen it, so I think we can go." He reached for her arm, but she pulled it back.

"Uh-uh. I'm not going anywhere now." She smirked up at him. "This weekend should be interesting."

"But what happened to my idea for the weekend?" He lowered his voice, dropped his mouth towards her ear. "Paris, remember? A romantic sunset dinner on the Seine?"

"I think I'd rather watch the two of you"—she gestured to Jun Pyo, who was rambling to a closed tent flap—"catch us a romantic dinner in that lake over there before sunset." She nodded her head to the right.

"Fine. You want fish? Where's the fishing poles? I'm going to come back with so much fish, we couldn't possibly eat it all in the next two days."

"Okay." Ga Eul shrugged. Pointing to an elongated bag lying near the tent, she said, "The fishing poles are in there. Why don't you enlist Jun Pyo Sunbae? He looks put out...literally."

"Not that I need help, but fine." Stepping around her, Yi Jeong slung the bag over his shoulder. Calling out to Jun Pyo, he strode confidently toward the lake, which wasn't far from their campsite. Even still, she hoped the two of them didn't lose their way.

Once Yi Jeong and Jun Pyo had disappeared, Jan Di emerged from her tent—now Ga Eul could see that she must have closed it up in order to change clothes—and walked over to where Ga Eul sat on the ground, rummaging through her backpack for bug spray.

"I need you to settle an argument between me and Jun Pyo," Jan Di announced, plopping down beside her.

"Okay."

"Is it really camping if you sleep in a cabin?"

"This...is nature," Jun Pyo announced in a booming voice, sweeping his arm in a grand gesture at the forest greenery and the crystalline blue lake in front of them.

"Your friend doesn't think he owns the forest, too, does he?" Ga Eul whispered to Yi Jeong, who was baiting another worm on his hook. Something he did know how to do without her help, he'd reminded her when she and Jan Di emerged from the campsite to see how the two guys were faring.

"Probably," Yi Jeong replied. "If you want to be technical, he does own a good portion of land that has forest on it."

"Well, he doesn't own a national park," Ga Eul replied, crossing her arms.

Yi Jeong chuckled and cast his line in the water. He'd caught two medium-sized fish so far. Jun Pyo had caught a larger one, but in his display of one-upping Yi Jeong, he had dropped it too close to the edge of the water, and it had quickly wriggled away, still alive, slapping Jun Pyo in the face as he tried to recapture it before it swam off.

The girls hadn't been there to witness the spectacle, but Yi Jeong had a good laugh recounting the moment to them. Jun Pyo had gottten so mad at Yi Jeong's embellishments that he'd huffed off to the opposite end of the shore, dragging Jan Di behind him. Currently, Ga Eul and Yi Jeong were watching them fight over the fishing rod.

"Is Jan Di good at fishing?" Yi Jeong asked.

"Of course. We grew up fishing together all the time with our families. She usually catches more than me."

"So your families were close, not just the two of you?"

"Well, I mean, they met each other because we were best friends, and over time we started going to each others' houses and taking vacations together and whatnot. I didn't have any siblings, so Jan Di was like a sister to me. And Kang San's like my younger brother." She smiled fondly, gazing into the shallow water at the lake's edge.

"No wonder Jan Di's parents sent you with her when we went to New Caledonia," he commented.

"Yes. We've always looked out for each other."

"Does that mean you're going to step in over there?"

The fight over the fishing rod had turned into an all-out brawl, and now Jan Di was kicking Jun Pyo in the shins, both of their hands gripping the rod tightly.

"Nope."

"They're going to break it in a minute." Yi Jeong reeled his line in and recast it further out.

"Then I guess you're really going to have to catch all those fish."

"No way. Let's run off and have our own private dinner...Yep. There it goes."

"Did they break the rod? It looks fine."

"I think they snapped the line."

"Yah! Look what you did!" Jan Di's voice carried over to them on a stiff, cold breeze.

Jun Pyo yelled back something unintelligible.

"It's getting colder out here." Ga Eul pulled her pink jacket tighter around herself.

"You want my jacket? It's thicker than yours."

"No, it's okay." She shook her head. "You need it."

"What about we trade?" He slipped one arm out of his black coat while keeping one hand on the fishing rod. "Look, I already warmed it up for you." He took his coat the rest of the way off and held it out to her by the collar.

"Oh, well. If you did that, I can't resist." Ga Eul removed her jacket and handed it to him. He made a big show of trying to squeeze into it. But he couldn't quite get it over his shoulders. She laughed at the trouble he was having.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'll just wear it over my arms. See?"

"Whatever you say, Sunbae."

"You want to try?" He held out the fishing rod to her.

Ga Eul let out an exaggerated sigh.

"What should I do? I don't want to show you up."

"Show me—hey, this is why I say commoners won't make it. You're supposed to act all coy, like you've never done this before. That's how you get guys."

Ga Eul pursed her lips.

"You say that like you want me to date other people."

"I'm just saying, you...like the other day, you snatched that pool stick right out of my hand, right when I was offering to—"

"But I already know how to play pool."

"Still, don't you think you should have taken your boyfriend up on his generous offer for private lessons?"

"I don't think it would have done me much good," she replied. "You lost, remember?"

"That's not the point."

Ga Eul thought back on that afternoon. Come to think of it, he had looked rather put out, but she'd thought it was simply because she was winning. But maybe he had been using the game as an excuse to...Wow, she was dense.

Still, if he'd wanted to put his arms around her, he could have just done it. Though she supposed that was too easy for a seasoned player such as himself.

"I'm sorry, Sunbae. Did I ruin your plan to seduce me? Like with the sunscreen?" She grinned.

Yi Jeong made no comment, instead reeling his line in and casting it back out with intensity.

Oh. So he wanted to ignore her now.

"Gosh," she lamented, "I'm so cold still. Wouldn't it be nice if I had something to warm me up?" She blew into her hands and rubbed them together. "Like, I don't know, a warm body." Stuffing her hands in Yi Jeong's coat pockets, she rocked on her heels. "I might die of hypothermia if I stay out here long enough."

A beat.

Yi Jeong shifted in the corner of her vision.

After a moment, he offered her the fishing rod.

"Here, hold this. I have to make sure my girlfriend doesn't freeze to death." She could practically hear him rolling his eyes. But she smiled as his arms curled around her, and his lips brushed her cheek.

"Yi Jeong! How do you expect to catch any fish when you're fooling around over here?"

"Perfect timing, as always," Yi Jeong muttered as he let go of Ga Eul and turned to face Jun Pyo, who had returned with Jan Di.

"Jun Pyo, let's make a bet."

"What?"

"I bet Ga Eul can catch more fish than you. Shall we wager, say, fifty million won?"

"Yi Jeong Sunbae!" Ga Eul exclaimed.

"Ah, that's too low, right?" Yi Jeong looked contemplative. "One hundred million won."

"Yah!" Jan Di shrieked, looking helplessly from Yi Jeong to Jun Pyo. "You can't just throw money like that around on a...a...stupid fishing competition!"

"Deal," Jun Pyo replied.

"Deal?!" Jan Di slapped his arm. "You dummy. Here, let me have that. I can catch more fish than her!"

"Hey, let go." He pulled the fishing rod out of her reach. "The bet was for me against Ga Eul. This is easy money.'

"Easy money, my ass," Yi Jeong mumbled as he put his arms around Ga Eul again and slipped his hands in the pockets of his own coat.

"Hey, you two! No more touching!"

"What?" Ga Eul glanced at an overeager Jun Pyo.

"Yi Jeong, keep your hands where I can see them! Ga Eul doesn't get any help from you!"

Extricating himself from Ga Eul once again, Yi Jeong moved a few feet to the left and complained, "I don't know who he thinks he is, telling me to keep my hands off of my own girlfriend."

"This is all your fault. You and your hundred million won fishing bets." Ga Eul rolled her eyes.

Yi Jeong walked around to stand on the opposite side of Ga Eul, so that she stood between him and Jun Pyo. Reaching out, he slowly dragged his thumb over the hem of the coat she wore.

"I said no touching!"

"Ga Eul-yang...Ga Eul-yang...Ga Eul-yang."

"Hmm—what?" Rolling over, Ga Eul rubbed her eyes sleepily. Yi Jeong hovered over her, a hulking silhouette in the dark, and she jolted up before realizing it was only him.

Settling back into her pillow, Ga Eul asked, "What is it? You couldn't get to sleep?"

"Uh, no. I think we should go...look at the stars."

"What?" She squinted at him, unsure what time it was but certain it was the middle of the night.

"Come on, come on. It's romantic. Let's go." He pulled her up by her arm, ignoring her half-awake protests, and dragged her out of the tent.

They ended up by the lake, and while Yi Jeong was right—the stars were plentiful and brilliant against the black sky—he didn't seem terribly interested in them. After a few minutes of shuffling his feet, he announced, "I'll be right back. Since we're out here, I'm just going to, um, well...I've gotta take a piss."

He disappeared into a cluster of trees, leaving Ga Eul alone by the dark waters, surrounded by the constant trill of crickets. A branch snapped behind her, and her breath caught in her throat. Then she realized it had come from the direction Yi Jeong had gone, and she considered it was probably just him. Still, she hoped he returned soon. The darkness wrapped around everything in sight, and an eerie sensation grew in the pit of her stomach. She much preferred nature in the daytime.

A thought dawned on her then.

When Yi Jeong resurfaced a moment later, mumbling something about poisonous plants, she chided, "Yi Jeong Sunbae. Be honest. You were scared to come out here by yourself." She poked at his chest. "That's why you woke up me up from a perfectly good dream."

She couldn't see his face well in the faint moonlight, but she knew he wore an expression of cool denial.

"No, that's not it." He cupped his hands and blew air into them. Rubbed them together. "Come on, let's go back. It's cold out here."

"Scaredy-cat," Ga Eul accused as he pressed a palm to her back and urged her forward.

"You're the one jumping at every sound. I saw you."

"Hmph. At least I can be left alone."

"Oh? Should I leave you here then?"

"You wouldn't dare."

"Wouldn't I?"

"It's going to be cold in that tent without me."

"No. I'm just going to get the sleeping bag and the blankets all to myself."

"I'm going to tell Jan Di you kicked me out. Jan Di—"

Yi Jeong slapped a hand over her mouth before she could finish her plea to the dark tent across from theirs. She giggled into his hand.

"Shhhh. You're going to wake up dumb and dumber."

She elbowed him in the ribs, and he dropped his hand.

"Are you calling my best friend dumb?" she demanded, whispering.

"No. She's the dumber one for being with him...Ow!"