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The image above is an image of kimchi. For those who don't know, kimchi is a delicious spicy Korean side dish which goes well with practically any main dish.

Simply because I needed to kick a little excitement into our lovely boys' dreary existence on the island, I thought why not pair Kimmon with Chimon for just a little while, hence the name of the pair being "Kimchi".

@muted_whispers, I owe you for this name.

Chimon's POV

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When I woke up, I realized that I had fallen asleep in my P'Kim's warm and protective arms.

The loud blast of the incoming ship's horn awakened not only P'Kim but everyone else on the island as well.

Aside from the sound of the incoming ship, we also heard the whirring of helicopters and saw two of them hovering directly above the shore.

We had been found! We were all going to be rescued! It was time for us to go back home!

Suddenly I felt a wave of sadness wash over my whole being. I was going home without Pluem! Would I ever see Pluem again?

"You don't look too happy at the thought of being rescued," I was startled by P'Kim's voice. He was studying my face intently. Did he read my thoughts?

I tried to make a little sound of laughter but it sounded more like a sob.

"It may sound crazy to you," I said, "but I believe I'm going to miss this island."

"Would you believe, me too," P'Kim remarked.

And then as we saw everyone else rushing to meet the incoming ship, P'Kim held me by the waist and raised me to my feet.

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I was in a painful dilemma. I wanted P'Kim to hold me close a little bit longer and feel his warm and sturdy arms around me, but my mind kept going back to Pluem.

"Let's go," P'Kim said, taking my hand and leading me towards the shore.

Several survivors had already been loaded onto the carriers of each helicopter and were being airlifted and then unloaded on the top deck of the ship.

P'Kim helped me climb aboard the helicopter's carrier and I held on tightly to him as we and a few others started our ascent into the air. I hid my face into P'Kim's chest as I felt the wind whipping fiercely against my whole body.

After what seemed like an eternity, our carrier descended onto the top deck of the ship and we all climbed out.

P'Kim was still helping me climb out of the carrier when I heard my name being called out sharply.

"Chimon!"

I did not realize that I had pushed P'Kim away from me so hard that he ended up on the floor.

"Pluem! Oh my fucking god Pluem!"

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Third Person POV

Kimmon could only look in utter disbelief at Chimon.

He tried to lift himself from the floor, feeling the sharp pain on his knees which had taken the brunt of his weight as he hit the floor hard.

Did Chimon just abandon him like he had a deadly contagious disease?

Kimmon was shaking his head as he slowly and painfully tried to get up. Kimmon suddenly found it easier to be on his feet and realized why. Someone was lifting him from behind, bringing him to his feet.

He turned his head to thank the person who had just helped him.

"Cop... Copter..."

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A sobbing Copter flung himself into Kimmon's arms.

"Please, please forgive me, P'Kim, for being such a selfish dumbass!"

"And what happened to the sexy and good looking botanist?" Kimmon asked, not yet all that ready to forgive Copter for his misdeed.

"I really don't know, P'Kim, and I really don't care!" Copter cried, burying his face in Kimmon's chest.

This was the second time today that someone was burying his face in Kimmon's chest but Kimmon knew that it was only Copter's face who truly belonged in his chest.

Kimmon found himself wrapping his arms around Copter, against his better judgment. He knew that he shouldn't forgive Copter all that easily. What was the guarantee that Copter would not do something like that again another time?

Kimmon felt Copter hugging him so tight that he found it hard to breathe.

"P'Kim... " both Copter and Kimmon turned their faces in the direction of the voice.

"P'Kim, before I go back to Pluem, I wish to thank you for saving me during the tidal wave and for taking good care of me until the rescue just now," Chimon was saying, his voice quivering a little, with the deep emotion he was feeling.

Kimmon let go of Copter and went to hug Chimon.

"It was nothing, Chimon, I was happy to take care of you, you are a good person," Kimmon said softly in Chimon's ears.

He then stepped back a little to place both hands on either side of Chimon's face and gave Chimon a bright smile.

Copter had been intently watching the interaction between Kimmon and Chimon the whole time. When he saw Kimmon slowly lowering his face towards Chimon, Copter sprung into action.

Copter grabbed Kimmon's arm and hissed, "Oh no, Mr. Playboy, you're not doing that, not by the hair of my chinny chin chin."

And then Copter turned to Chimon, "And you, whoever you are, get lost right now if you don't want to end up with a broken nose."

"Copter, baby, he was just saying goodbye to me," Kimmon protested.

"And you were just trying to give him a goodbye kiss," Copter huffed.

"Come here, sweetheart," Kimmon said, pulling Copter to him and giving Copter the sweetest kiss on his pouting lips.