dimensions probably made a grave mistake with releasing max into the wild to go camping. throughout the day, it was obvious max could hardly contain his excitement. he was energetic since it was a nice change from staying in their dorms or company buildings all day. the unity members all drifted off to find their friends, which is how he ended up choosing taeho and q as tent buddies. even the two charm members who were not confident about going camping in the first place are starting to enjoy themselves.
sitting in front of the campfire with other idols, max notices that the production crew has conveniently left out snacks for them. of course, the boy is naturally going to gravitate towards the food. he carefully roasts the marshmallow on top of the fire with a skewer, waiting until it’s golden brown. placing the sweet treat into his mouth, max hears his tent buddy calling out to him. his eyes widen as it shifts towards taeho. staring at the older male, he continues to chew. eventually, taeho looks away to focus on the camera crew. it’s supposed to be “reflection time,” but the youngest male is still full of energy. so naturally, he’s hungry after a whole day of activities.
the camera pans over to max for a few words. “ah, i wish we had ramen.” looking up at the camera, he replies, “oh, what do i think about the trip? it’s been awhile since i’ve gone camping. i used to go camping with my family a lot…” he chuckles, “ah, is that too sad? i really miss them…” he adds, “it’s really nice to hang out with q hyung because he’s also from new york.”
camping was turning out to be interesting. q had never been before, and frankly, he’d expected to despise it. he didn’t particularly enjoy bugs, and his idea of becoming one with nature was taking a walk and seeing a tree. he would have blamed his city upbringing, but max seemed to know just what to do. perhaps he should have invested a little more time into learning what he might need to do, but given that it was for television, he doubted he’d be thrown to wolves as a sacrifice, and there was a snack table if things got truly desperate.
overall, q was happy with his tent mates. taeho was a charm member he found it easy to be around, and max had such enthusiasm for everything he did. it had a way of lifting his mood, except, well, that.
what q wanted to say was that no, it wasn’t too sad, that max should talk about whatever he wanted, that while he couldn’t relate, max had all of his sympathy. unfortunately, that felt somewhat camera inappropriate.
“it’s definitely nice to hang out with another new yorker,” q found himself agreeing instead, even offering a smile. “you’re a better adventurer than i am, though.” turning toward taeho, his grin went from half present to more genuinely full. “it’s a great vacation - i’m happy i can spend it with you both.” that was a mix of truth - because obviously he was glad to share a tent with taeho and max, he’d chosen them - and a discomfort with the cameras. surely one or the other would say something more charming, and the cameras could focus on them instead. it wasn’t that he planned to pick his nose as soon as the cameras turned away or something, but it made him uneasy to be expected to be kind, funny, and sociable for the audience without more of the group there, even if the final product would be heavily edited and in all likelihood have about two frames of him.
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