You're weighed down with exhaustion, the sun beating down on all of you with such force that had you hoping you could have at least one more sip of water. Hongjoong had limited the intake of water towards the middle of the journey seeing as the needed liquid was running out and you guys were barely there.

Your clothes are even worse than before, drenched with dirt and sweat and you know that the guys can see it and that just makes you want to turn the horse around and ride away. But Wooyoung had promised that he'd get you new clothes , even San and you were just hoping that they stuck to their word. Everyone had been silent for some reason and that had irked you more than it should have. You're behind Jongho, his back slumped over and his shoulders sagging due to exhaustion. Yunho was beside you when you all took off but he had moved to the front near Mingi and Hongjoong, leaving you alone to speak to yourself. San is near Wooyoung and Seonghwa as the three of them conversed amongst each other for the majority of the ride.

"Y/n!" You're knocked out of your thoughts by a voice who you quickly recognize as Wooyoung, his head turned a bit so he could look at you ; the sweat on your face and yet something still makes his heart twinge. You snap your head towards his direction and furrow your eyebrows , curious as to why he called you. Wooyoung laughs at your expression and looks forward again to watch where he's going before turning back around.

"We're going to be stopping soon," He says and you have to stop yourself from laughing in joy. You were tired of being on the back of this horse , your back sore from sitting up straight and the pure feeling of sweat making you want to do nothing more than to take a long bath. The group begins to slow down as Hongjoong searches for a place to lay low for the night, his eyes squinted and his stance on guard. You also look around and see cacti and rocks , not a sight of another living thing around but then your eyes lock on to something interesting. It looks to be a a big canyon , a cave deep inside it. You smile and turn back to the group.

"Guys, there's a cave over there!" You speak with excitement in your voice , happy that you can help the group.

Yunho is the first to round his horse around along with Hongjoong, the rest following along. You scan their faces to see them satisfied with your findings, Wooyoung even smiling , happy that he can finally rest but you don't miss the look on Mingi's face. He looks as if he's fighting a battle within himself , his eyebrows furrowed and his lips pursed. For a moment you're worried that he might spit out another one of his insults but he doesn't say a word. Not a rude comment leaves his mouth as he just leaves his lingering stare on you , his eyes darkening for a moment before looking away , his shoulders still tense and his fingers digging into the rein ; angry. You wish you could just look into his mind and see why he was acting the way he was , acting as if you had spit in his food. You don't mean to keep your eyes trained on him but you continue to analyze him , noticing strange details like the small scar on his jaw and the way his hair sticks to his forehead. He's attractive ... but it's a shame that his personality doesn't seem to be the same.

"It looks to be a good enough place to rest," Hongjoong murmurs and everyone else agrees with small mutters and nods.

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The night fell upon all of you like a shadow, the only light available is the small fire that Seonghwa managed to create as it forms shadows along the walls of the cave. For some reason once the moon rose up to the sky the wind started to pick up causing goosebumps to form on your arms. San is seated beside you for some unknown reason but you're glad he as , seeing how Mingi is seated right beside him. Your stomach still churns in hunger but you know better than to ask for another piece of food as you all were trying to conserve until you reached Dodge City. To say you were worried and scared would be an understatement. Your mother always warned you about that place, about how you should never step foot there and that it's the heart of death. My father used to go there. You remember him taking trips there , never telling you nor your mother what the purpose was. You miss your mother , you miss her voice and her comforting touch. You miss that old, wretched town and the people within it. 

"We should tell stories!" Yunho announces , cutting the silence in half and earning the attention of everyone. You look up and watch as Yunho wipes his mouth clear of crumbles and burps loudly, covering his mouth after apologizing. A giggle bubbles in your throat as he clasps his hands together before opening his mouth to speak again.

"Stories? Yunho, you're the worst at telling stories," Jongho says and shakes his head , taking a bite of his bread.

"I am not !" The older male fires back and thus begins a small argument between the two , Wooyoung even offering his own piece of mind, earning himself a slap on the head from Yunho. You shake your head at their antics feeling your eyelids grow heavy.

"You tired?" A voice in your ear has you jumping in fright, whirling your head to the side to see San's stare on you. You notice that his eyes hold a certain flame in them , sharp and intimidating.

"Uhm...yea kinda but I..probably won't be able to keep my eyes closed," You say truthfully, a little sheepishly. San chuckles , a dimple peeking on his cheek that makes him look almost adorable despite the way he carries himself.

"I usually have that problem too, I don't think I ever sleep very long." San sniffs and leans back on hands , his legs spread out in front of him. You bite your lip and go over his words , almost feeling sorry but before you can speak your response he clears his throat and pushes a piece of bread towards you. Your eyebrows shoot up in shock and confusion. You thought he had already eaten his food long before you did , why is he offering it to you?

"You should eat it, helps you grow stronger...or whatever," San says almost awkwardly , his cheeks lighting up but he turns his head a bit so you can't see it. You don't make a move to grab the bread , only stare at him in wonder. He feels your gaze and turns to meet your eyes with a somewhat soft gaze , waiting for you to take the bread as he makes a gesture to it again but you don't bother touching it.

"It's yours," You finally mutter feeling another set of eyes on you but you don't bother trying to turn to see who it is. San only shakes his head and pushes the food more towards you as it now touches your leg. The both of you have a silent battle as you furrow your eyebrows before finally taking the bread and unwrapping the paper around it, breaking a piece off.

"My father....my father used to tell me that," You muster as you chew slowly , your stare at San as he furrows his eyebrows as to what you're talking about," He used to tell me eating bread would make grow stronger, though I don't think he was quite correct." Your heart almost aches at the thought of your father but you slap yourself in your mind for even feeling like that. You haven't seen your father in so long and you've learned to push away those feelings.

"He has? Someone once told me that , I don't think she was correct either," San laughs almost to himself . She? Is that who Wooyoung was referring to?

"Speaking of your father, he was a Native , right?" You pause mid swallow and rack through your brain for answer before nodding your head slowly.

"What tribe?"

"Comanche." Something in him changes and so does the air between you. It seems as if the rest of group was listening in on your conversation because someone clears their throat , interrupting your conversation.

"Comanche?" Jongho repeats slowly and now you're even more confused. Why had the atmosphere changed amongst hearing that name? A hundred million questions are flying around in your head and your mouth opens to speak them but Hongjoong puts his hand up to stop you. He doesn't even bother offering you a fake smile, his face adorned with a grimace.

"It's nothing," He says in almost a warning tone, glancing around and giving each and every one of the members a look , a silent order,"We should rest, we'll arrive in the morning." What ... just happened? A blanket is shoved towards you and you see that it's Yunho who passes it to you, his normal smile there but it seems forced and tight. Maybe I shouldn't have told San what my father was as they seem to have some sort of .... coldness towards the Comanche. For some reason your heart clenches but you just push that away, letting go of the uncertainty and begin to unfold the blanket pulling it over your figure as you pull your legs up to your chest. Someone puts the fire out and now the darkness falls over you quickly , the moon peaking from the small entrance. Scared would be understatement for how you feel for the upcoming day. It's your first time going to Dodge City, and it doesn't make it any better when you're riding in with a bunch of dangerous men who don't all seem to have warmed up to you.

So, you heave a sigh and let your eyes close, awaiting the next day.

[ i'm sorry this chap sucks and is really boring :( ]