Valens wasn’t sure who exactly suggested the overnight backpacking trip but he wants to kill them.

A group of kids had gotten it into their stupid little heads that hiking three miles up into a mountain would be fun. And somehow, Valens got roped into going along.

This trip represents everything that Valens hates, hiking, bugs, being cold, wearing unfashionable- “practical” -clothing, eating dehydrated food, etc.

But the worst part about this trip was Ryan. More specifically, sharing a cramped tent with him.

They’re both snuggled down into their sleeping bags, bodies pressed awkwardly together. He can feel every shift as they wiggle around trying to get comfortable.

Sometimes he shifts to be closer to him when he thinks Ryan won’t notice.

There’s been too many times where they say they’ll go to sleep then one of them will say another random thought that crossing their minds.

Too many times where Valens will open his eyes to find Ryan, inches away, already looking at him.

Too many times where Valens thinks about just leaning over and kissing him. He swears he can see Ryan thinking the same.

By the end of the week long trip, Valens had given up on keeping up on his appearance. His lips were now chapped, his hair a little tangled and dull, he smells like smoke, there’s even a little mud on his cheek. He’s been wearing the same layers of clothing for a week straight and he isn’t even bothered by it anymore.

But for how awful the trip was, Valens was sad when it ended.