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Reminiscing about how she first met Chaeyoung never failed to give Mina butterflies. Jitters. Giddy all over the place like a teenager over her first crush. Except that Chaeyoung was not her first crush. First love? Probably? She still was not sure.
But now, thinking about it just gave Mina a hard stab right across her chest - like a weight trying to crush her already frail body.
Is she wishing she just ignored Chaeyoung's one comment? Grind on me. Yeah, right, Son Chaeyoung. As far as she was concerned, the only thing that Chaeyoung did grind was Mina's own lovedrunk heart. But wasn't it always like that, anyway? Love is only all rainbows and butterflies when a couple is in the honeymoon phase, when their lives and days revolve around each other and nothing else.
They say the honeymoon phase lasts for seven years. But maybe that only applies for married couples, Mina sighed. Her honeymoon phase with Chaeyoung did not even last seven months. In fact, it felt like it was only seven days.
Seven fucking days of Son Chaeyoung getting into her pants just because of that thirsty comment.
You can grind on me.
Mina buried her face in her hands. She could have just chosen to grind coffee beans and made herself a cup of coffee instead of giving in to that comment. But no, she chose to quench her thirst over the username without a face.
Mina posted her dance cover of Bada Lee's Smoke choreography on twitter. Just for the heck of it. She was not confident enough to post a hip-hop dance cover on any of her personal social media accounts - it just would not fit the image of demure, meek, and quiet Myoui Mina. At the same time, she knew it was too good to keep a secret in her phone gallery.
It was a hit tweet. Many of her followers liked and reposted the clip on the bird app, with comments pouring in complimenting her dance. It surely boosted her ego, feeding her self-esteem and swallowing her insecurities.
sunghoon_fan replied is that you?
sunghoon_fan replied no catfish?
sunghoon_fan replied you are so hot
sunghoon_fan replied i meant to say you are smoking hot with your dancing
A smirk appeared on Mina's face as the flood of notifications from sunghoon_fan appeared. Of course, sunghoon_fan would not let the opportunity pass. Mina was expecting it. As a matter of fact, she was waiting for it.
She was itching to reply, but she would not be caught dead playing right into the hands of her admirer. She took her sweet time, replied to everybody's else's comments and intentionally skipped sunghoon_fan. Mina wanted sunghoon_fan to wait - and if possible, be desperate.
At the same time, the number of quote retweets were already going off the roof, most of which were full of horny men - and unexpectedly, women - who were wanting a piece of her. All that fuss over a dance cover that was nowhere near a thirst trap was bewildering for Mina, considering how she was wearing baggy clothes to suit the genre of the dance and the song. She was already laughing to herself, thinking about how shallow some people can be and wondering how lonely and uneventful their lives were for them to get so excited over nothing.
Or at least for her, it was all nothing. She just wanted to share her talent.
And...
...get sunghoon_fan's attention.
She walked up to the kitchen to get herself a bottle of iced tea. Reading all the rowdy comments made her thirsty - literally, and perhaps, even figuratively. She walked back to her bedroom gulping down on the drink, imagining how other people pour water on themselves and make it look like it's the hottest and sexiest thing ever.
Should I practice that? Should I post something like that next time? Mina giggled at the idea.
The consecutive notification alerts derailed her train of thought.
She skipped towards her bed, where her laptop was. As she had hoped, sunghoon_fan became impatient and decided to DM her.
sunghoon fan sent a message:
I don't like that you're ignoring me. Don't deny it, because it's obvious how mine is the only comment you didn't reply to. I noticed how you replied to everyone but me, including those whom you aren't even moots with. Yes, I checked. This is driving me crazy. I know you want me. And yes, this is me telling you that I like you. Real bad.
Let's cut this short. I don't want us to reach DM limit. You got an IG account? Let's talk there. Let's talk more. Lemme give you a call. Lemme see you.
I want you.
Mina was known for her self-control, but she was unable to explain how she felt exulting triumph as she read the message. It was so direct to the point, so honest, so raw - and so horny. Her heart was doing gymnastics inside her chest.
The next thing she knew she was already chatting with sunghoon_fan on Instagram, her hands inside her pants, touching her wet core, and recording her moaning as voice messages for sunghoon_fan to hear.