HABA 5661 My Very First Games - Here Fishy Fishy! Magnetic Fishing Game- English version (Made in Germany)

Product Information

Taehyung frowns, confused. “No, my - my gills got wet and my body got confused and tried to - tried to change.” Laughter bubbling up out of him, Jungkook takes Taehyung’s face in his hands and kisses him. Taehyung grumbles into his mouth but eventually abandons the spatula and fish altogether. Jungkook weaves his fingers into Taehyung’s hair and bands a tight arm around his waist and holds him close. Taehyung bites his lip and looks in the direction of the closed door. Panic twists around his throat and lungs and he cards his fingers into his hair. “ Shit.”

Jungkook lets Taehyung pull him along. “Yeah - I’m amazed no one puked tonight. And I don’t think the waiter will ever be the same. But sure, it was fun.” But it does the job.” Taehyung grins wolfishly at him. He glances down at the water. “The current is odd…” I’m going in,” Taehyung says, hopping about as he tries to get his shoes off. He laughs and tumbles against Jungkook. “I’m going in I’m going in I’m going in.” Jungkook catches a bus from Busan to Seoul that evening. He sleeps for most it, better than he’s slept the whole time he was at his parents. Even on the subway to his apartment, he finds himself trying to nod off and almost misses his transfer.Jungkook manages to slam his jaw shut just in time and with one powerful beat of his tail Taehyung has them out in deeper water, arms tight around Jungkook, and Jungkook’s heart pounds with panic as he looks into darkness with wide eyes and - No,” Taehyung says quietly and Jungkook stalls again, brow furrowing as he watches Taehyung clench his fingers in the shirt. “It’s ok…”

Jungkook blinks at the repetition and pushes his free hand through Taehyung’s hair. “I know, hyung,” he whispers. “I know.”Seokjin hums from beside them. He’s got one of Namjoon’s hands clutched between both of his own. “He needs to rest.” Taehyung steps down a few more steps until the water bites at his toes. “It’s typhoon season soon so the currents and swells are all sorts of unpredictable - Japan protects Korea from the worst of it but it still makes it hard.” He squints up at Jungkook. “We could catch an earlier current but if it’s unsettled - I’m not swimming you into a typhoon, Kookie,” he says with a laugh. “It’s not as fun as it sounds. Trust me.” But Taehyung rips it to shreds nonetheless. Jungkook makes an alarmed horrified noise and tries to catch his hands and instruct him to eat like - like - Taehyung laughs with wet eyes and damp lashes but struggles to get his shaking pupils to focus on Jungkook. “I’m fine, Jungkookie.”

Yes, really.” Jungkook rolls his eyes and helps Taehyung untangle his left ankle. “You’re an idiot.” Jimin laughs, startled. “You booked it down to Busan and didn’t invite me? Rude. Taehyung with you? Bet he loves the beaches.” Jungkook cups Taehyung’s face, his focus on Taehyung’s mouth, alcohol hot in his veins, breath curling in his lungs. “I know,” he murmurs. “I can.” They start the climb at nine, grateful to step under the shade of the canopies and out of the morning sun, which already burns too hot. They stay as a group for the most part, with Taehyung as focus as he’s drilled with questions. Taehyung looks up at him and Jungkook’s breath stalls because moonlight shimmers over dark eyes and translucent scales and behind Taehyung it cuts across the dark ocean in a silver beam.Idiot,” Jungkook mutters, leaning up against the doorframe. He folds his arms over his chest then steps into the room and sits down beside the tub. Taehyung shifts a little, hand coming to rest on Jungkook’s propped knee, and Jungkook grins, taking the hand in his own to examine it. He turns it over and tilts it towards the light, admiring the glimmer of scales. Taehyung’s fingers twitch.

Jungkook thinks he maybe knows that voice but - he looks down. Delicate fingers curl around his wrist and when he looks up again, there’s one of the girls smiling shyly at him with big doe eyes.All of this ambling is to introduce a post about fishing at the Outer Banks of NC. Folks fish there. In the ocean. I’ve never seen that. So I took pictures. A lot of pictures.