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minju finds herself in this exact position more often than she expected.
because everytime it happens, she tells herself that it'll be the last. that she won't be easily swayed anymore.
(๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ณ๐บ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ญ. ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ด, ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ด ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ด๐ข๐บ ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ธ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ณ๐บ ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ท๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฑ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ค๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ช๐ค๐ฌ๐ญ๐บ ๐ด๐ธ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด, ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ช๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐บ)
the exact position in question is her back pressed against the bathroom sink, fingers tangled in inky black hair that belongs to none other than kim chaewon.
(๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ซ๐ถ'๐ด ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ต๐บ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ๐ง๐ถ๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ ๐ด๐ช๐ฑ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฌ. ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ด๐ด ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฑ ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ณ๐ต๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฆ๐น๐ข๐ค๐ต๐ญ๐บ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ญ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ญ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต. ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ด ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ, ๐ข๐ญ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฎ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ด๐ต๐ถ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฏ. ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ค๐ข๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ด ๐ช๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ต๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐จ๐ช๐ณ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ. ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐บ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ช๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ต๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ค๐ฉ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ. ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ซ๐ถ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ข๐ฎ๐ช๐ญ๐ช๐ข๐ณ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ค๐ฌ๐บ ๐ด๐ฎ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ข๐ค๐ณ๐ฐ๐ด๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ด ๐ข๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ท๐ฆ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด. ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ข๐ญ๐ธ๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ข ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ถ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฏ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ช๐ต ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ฆ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฏ.)
the elder girl's teeth sink down into minju's bottom lip and it pulls a soft whimper out of her mouth. being this close to each other, chaewon can't help her lips from curling up at the sound and god minju can feel the other girl's smirk.
"you're too cute min." chaewon's breath hot against her mouth before it travels lower, leaving soft kisses along her jaw, teeth nipping at soft skin. minju can only sigh, eyes shutting close as she tilts her head. she feels like she's floating, her senses are flooded with chaewon, chaewon, chaewon. she doesn't think she can ever get enough.
no matter how many times they end up flush against each other like this, no matter how hard minju tries to kiss the sticky gloss off of the other girl's lips and no matter how often she feels the dull pang in her chest when she thinks of tomorrow, she can never get enough of chaewon.
(๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ค๐ข๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด, ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ซ๐ถ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐จ๐ถ๐ญ๐ข๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ฎ๐ข๐ซ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ซ๐ถ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ฆ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ณ๐ฅ ๐บ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ค๐ช๐ข๐ญ ๐ด๐ค๐ช๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ถ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ฆ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฏ)
minju's pulled out of her thoughts as she feels nimble fingers caress her stomach. it always ends like this, she thinks and once again loses herself to dark brown eyes and the faint taste of artifical strawberries on her tongue.
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whatever yuri is saying next to her, mouth stuffed with her sandwich, completely flies over her head as her eyes flit back and forth between her laptop and the table two spaces away from her.
because at that exact table is where kim chaewon is seated. minju thinks she looks pretty today with her baby pink cardigan and star shaped clips keeping her hair in place.
(but she also thinks chaewon is jaw droppingly pretty when her hair's a mess after all the tugging that minju does, pupils blown wide as she stares at the younger girl)
chaewon laughs at something being said at her table, eyes lighting up ever so slightly and minju swears she can physically feel the wind being knocked out of her lungs.
"and fuck it was so funny becaus- hey! are you even listening to me?"
minju's shaken out of her thoughts, turning to face her best friend and is immediately met with a pout and knitted eyebrows.
"oh come on, don't be like that." she wraps an arm around the red haired girl's shoulder and pulls her closer. yuri continues pouting but minju doesn't miss the way the shorter girl nuzzles slightly into her neck. jo yuri, always a sucker for physical contact.
"it's okay." yuri murmurs. "i know you're too busy gaping at kim chaewon when really, all you have to do is talk to her."
at her words, minju can't hold back the light hearted scoff from leaving her mouth as she pushes yuri away jokingly.
the shorter girl throws both hands up, playful smile on her face. "im just saying! you're wasting your time burning holes into her skull when you could just.... you know, talk." she looks away from minju as she picks out the tomatoes from her sandwich.
minju props her chin under her hand, elbow resting on the table.
"yul, the moment i open my mouth around her-"
"๐ช๐ต'๐ญ๐ญ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ธ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ณ๐บ ๐จ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ด๐ด ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฑ๐ด ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ข๐จ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ๐ด๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ณ."
she shakes her head, mouth curled into a barely there smirk at the words blaring in her ears. her eyes dart back towards the table two spaces away from her. something gets caught in her throat when she sees dark brown eyes already staring right back at her. it feels like time's moving in slow motion as chaewon shoots her a teasing smile and minju feels like a swarm of bees had just been let out in her stomach.
chaewon raises an eyebrow slightly almost like she's amused at their little interaction and minju uses all her willpower to tear her eyes away after what feels like forever (but in reality only lasted 5 seconds) before she sighs, gaze coming back to yuri.
"i wouldn't know how to act."
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frankly speaking minju's never really given it much thought. simply thinks that whatever it is that's going on between her and chaewon is something that doesn't really need any reasoning.
because that's what it is right? it's just ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ.
when chaewon gently bites down at that one spot beneath minju's jaw that she knows so well will have the younger girl seeing stars behind her eyelids.
when minju runs her hand up and down chaewon's sides, revelling in the tiny sighs she lets out, wants to know what other sounds she can pull from those strawberry flavoured lips.
it's all whatever.
(but sometimes it's hard for minju to think that it's whatever. more often than she wants to, she has to pretend like it is.
when she feels something stir in her chest whenever chaewon kisses her softly, less rougher than what they're used to, on the days where minju doesn't ramble as much as she always does the moment she steps into chaewon's dorm and chaewon can't seem to tear her eyes away from the dark circles under the younger girl's eyes.
or when minju hears the tinkling laughter from chaewon whenever her hoodie gets caught in her hair as she's trying to tug it off her head. she blames the blush that spreads like wildfire on her cheeks on the embarassing situation, not the elder girl's soft laugh that's always accompanied by a "god you're so fucking cute". it's mumbled so quietly sometimes minju thinks those words never actually left chaewon's mouth)
minju doesn't realize she's lost in thought until she feels the familiar trace of fingers up and down her back, warmth seeping through her thin cotton shirt. "you awake min?"
minju can't stop the fluttering feeling from growing in her chest. a feeling that she's grown so accustomed to whenever she's around chaewon.
she turns around to face the elder girl. "hey." now that she's looking at chaewon, she can't help but drink in the soft smile on her lips and warm brown eyes that minju swears she can drown in.
๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ, ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ข๐ถ๐ต๐ช๐ง๐ถ๐ญ. ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ข๐ถ๐ต๐ช๐ง๐ถ๐ญ, minju thinks to herself as she feels something ache inside of her.
the fluttering in her chest doesn't fade away. if anything it triples, almost suffocating her as the elder girl brings her hand up to fix some of the hair that's fallen over minju's eyes. (๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ณ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต?)
"are you okay?" chaewon asks, tone laced with something that sounds a lot like worry, her fingers start threading through minju's hair as she tucks a strand behind her ear.
(๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ซ๐ถ'๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ด๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ.)
she wonders if chaewon feels the same ache in her chest like minju does.
unconsciously minju leans in to chaewon's touch when the elder girl rests the palm of her hand on her cheek, thumb softly stroking the skin there. minju feels dizzy with want and another feeling that she can't seem to name.
she offers a smile to the girl infront of her and turns her head slightly, pressing a light kiss on her palm.
"yeah, i'm fine chae."
she just has to keep pretending.