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Miyeon is a pervert.
That was a fact she’s come to accept wholeheartedly for a few years now. In Miyeon’s own personal view, she believes there are two distinct types of perverts: 1) Those who openly make dirty jokes and never cease to show people they’re a pervert, 2) Those who are more of a shy and a subtle pervert.
Obviously, Miyeon falls perfectly into the second category. No surprise about that. And maybe that’s why none of her friends have caught her yet or at least called her out for being one. Having lived with really attractive girls for the majority of her teen years and early adulthood, she’s learned how to curb her stares and make them seem subtle and natural. It didn’t take much effort really because none of the girls caught her attention much except for one: Minnie.
Minnie was the root of many confusing emotions for Miyeon. It was bearable for her when they were still trainees but now that they’ve debuted, it seemed like the Thai was getting more and more attractive as days go by.
Have her hands always looked that hot? And her collarbones, have they always looked that sharp?
These questions popped up in her brain way too many times it was starting to get annoying. She’s never noticed Minnie’s hands nor collarbones nor anything before. But now, even something as simple as a mole above her right collarbone seemed attractive to Miyeon. It was ridiculous, it was new and it was absolutely annoying and Miyeon felt clueless with how she should manage these overwhelming feelings flooding into her. Every time Minnie showed a little too much of her skin, Miyeon’s eyes would stray and linger. It was only a matter of time before she gets caught, she was sure of it and she blamed everything on Minnie.
The younger woman has been getting way too comfortable with showing her skin lately and it was ripping Miyeon’s sanity into shreds. Now don’t get her wrong, if a person is confident with their body and wants to show it off, they have every right to do so. But it was too much of a drastic and sudden change for Miyeon to not get whiplash.
The Thai was known to be conservative with her body, probably due to her family background or maybe because she was just simply insecure. If anybody was in her room, she would vehemently refuse to change her clothes. Miyeon did get kicked out of Minnie’s room a few times in the past just because the Thai needed to change a shirt.
But now, it seemed like Minnie didn’t care. At all.
The first time it happened, Miyeon’s eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets. It was on a Friday morning. The time was 9:42 AM, Miyeon remembered it clear as day. She had come over and was sitting on the couch waiting for Yuqi to finish showering because they made plans to go get some dim sum together.
Miyeon was fine that morning. She was fine until Minnie walked out of her room with nothing but her bra and sweatpants on, her shirt flung over her shoulder as if being on a shoulder was where a shirt should be.
She was thankful the Thai didn’t notice her presence as she paced to the bathroom because if she did, she would’ve seen Miyeon gawking with eyes as wide as golf balls.
What was she doing walking around the dorm half-naked that early in the morning? Was that what Soyeon and Yuqi see every morning in this dorm? Those were questions her mouth itched to ask Yuqi so badly as the duo went out to get dim sum but Miyeon didn’t have enough courage to vomit those words out.
After that day, Miyeon tried her best to find more ways to come over in the morning whenever she had the chance. It wasn’t her fault though! The dim sum she had with Yuqi was just too good so she had to drag Yuqi out to eat more often— at least that was the excuse she used in her head to lessen the guilt she was feeling. But unfortunately, to her disappointment, it seemed half-naked Minnie was nothing but a one-time occasion. Yes, a one-time occasion that gave her so much to think about at night.
The bare shoulders, the taut stomach, the ribcage and hipbone that protruded slightly every time she stepped forward, they were all so vivid in her head and she wasn’t sure what she was supposed to do with these images. Sometimes, they would flood into her brain at the most random time and place, catching her off guard.
The second time it happened, it led to Miyeon saying something stupid. She was in Minnie’s studio going through her expensive snack drawer and the younger woman suddenly entered the room with her two topmost buttons loose. The unexpected display of excess skin made Miyeon’s brain turn into goop and that was how she found herself saying something she would later on regret for days.
“Your collarbones look nice.”
She tried to save herself with a quick shrug and an innocent laugh before she grabbed a packet of jellies and slipped back into the hallway hastily. Minnie didn’t say anything, well, more like Miyeon didn’t stay long enough to know Minnie’s response but maybe that was for the best or else she was going to drop onto the floor with a panicky scream.
After that, there were multiple more occasions in which Minnie expressed her comfortability with displaying her skin and Miyeon was “secretly” enjoying every second of it. She could describe her stares as secretive for now but she knows sooner or later she’s going to get caught because the word discreet was slowly fading away from her brain. With such a dilemma, one would choose to avoid the root of the problem. But unfortunately for Miyeon, just like a moth drawn to a flame, found herself hanging out with Minnie more and more often.
Did she actually want to watch “Raya and the Last Dragon” with Minnie on a Saturday night because she loved the movie? Honestly, no. Did she want to watch it because she wanted to spend time with Minnie and roll around in warm sheets that smell of nothing but Minnie? Maybe yes. But it seems the Thai was singlehandedly ruining her plans at the moment.
“What’s taking her so long…” The laptop on her lap seemed to be getting heavier as she waited longer and longer for Minnie to come out of the shower.
“I’ll be really quick.” She remembered Minnie’s words as she hugged her towel and disappeared down the hall. She didn’t know what quick meant in the Thai’s personal dictionary. But to Miyeon, she was pretty sure quick would mean something between 10-20 minutes. Surely not 35 minutes and still counting.
“All girls do is lie.” Miyeon mumbled to herself and fidgeted with the unopened bag of chips at her side sullenly. She was starting to get sleepy and she hated it. Sleep was something she can’t battle with so falling asleep before she even got the chance to hang out with Minnie properly would suck really bad. These past few weeks have been very heavy on them both meaning that she’s only seen Minnie’s face like, thrice. Tonight was the first time in days where she has Minnie all to herself and her shitty sleeping behavior was going to ruin everything.
She didn’t want to sleep, she didn’t even want to lie down but Minnie’s mattress was just so warm and so soft. The pillows, the sheets, the plushies, they all smell like Minnie and it filled Miyeon’s chest with this strange fuzzy sensation. Before she knew it, the laptop and chips were shoved to the side and Miyeon was now wrapped in Minnie’s sheets like a burrito.
A giddy smile was spreading fast on her lips as Miyeon clutched the fluffy pillow and pulled it closer to her cheek. She wiggled a bit and a quiet giggle slipped past her lips. Everything smelled like Minnie and she loved it so much.
If she could, she would come over every night just so she can sleep in this bed with Minnie. Although Miyeon would love for the younger woman to wrap her arms around her waist as they sleep, she knows the Thai would never cuddle with her. Minnie would probably shoot herself in the head first since it takes so much effort every time Miyeon coaxes Minnie into giving her affection. She didn’t really mind it though because that just makes her appreciate it more every time Minnie treats her nicely.
Eyeing the various plushies Minnie had lined up against the wall, Miyeon snatched one and pondered idly.
“Would Minnie notice if you were gone?” She asked softly at the cat plushie in her hands. If coming over every night wasn’t an option, maybe she could steal one plushie that smelled like Minnie. Or maybe she can raid her wardrobe and borrow a hoodie (and never return it). The Thai has so much clothes she wouldn’t even notice one was missing.
Before her brain could settle on one definite solution, the sound of footsteps appeared and the door knob twisted. In utter panic (for some weird reason), Miyeon threw the plushie far away from her and pretended she was asleep.
The moment she shut her eyes, she started questioning herself why the hell she was acting like she was sleeping in the first place. But there’s no going back. Waking up abruptly would just be weirder so she might as well pretend she was asleep and piss Minnie off a little for showering so long.
“What, are you kidding?” Just as she expected, Minnie was already annoyed. Even with her eyes closed, just from her tone alone, she could already picture Minnie’s creased eyebrows and disapproving frown.
“Miyeon?”
Silence.
“Miyeon ah?” Minnie’s slippers squeaked against the floorboards. There was a brief moment of complete silence before Minnie clicked her tongue. “She really fell asleep. I can’t believe this.”
It seemed like Minnie was walking around her room for a bit before everything fell silent again. No rustling, no squeaking, there was nothing.
Feeling a bit puzzled, Miyeon opened one of her eyes a tiny bit and searched for the Thai. When she found her leaning on her desk occupied with texting a message on her phone, Miyeon’s eyes shot open in shock.
Minnie had nothing on but a towel that ended a bit above her knees and looked like it was going to fall off any moment from the bad knot Minnie made across her chest.
Her chest...
Miyeon’s mouth went dry.
Somewhere at the back of Miyeon’s mind, a sane voice was telling her to stop looking. But no. Miyeon kept looking.
She kept looking at the how the wet fabric was clinging on for dear life around Minnie’s chest. She kept looking at how the wet droplets of water were peppered sparsely all over the Thai’s bare skin.
Still engrossed in her phone, Minnie brought her fingers up and idly scratched her chest, her nails leaving pink marks on her porcelain skin. Disrupted by the action, the water droplets started to move.
Miyeon gulped as a single droplet of water slid down from Minnie’s neck, down the plane of her chest and accelerated into her cleavage before disappearing under the towel.
Miyeon wanted to die.
Her heart felt like it was going to burst out of her chest and she didn’t know why. Her brain was in a frenzy, the phrase “oh my god” flashing repeatedly in her head.
A voice in her head was yelling for the towel to accidentally fall off. Another voice was scolding the previous voice for being perverted and creepy. Another voice was just wailing in the background.
And when she witnessed the Thai finally making her way to her closet, all the voices in her head were now screaming at the top of their lungs. They weren’t even speaking, they were just straight up screaming.
In a mix of horror and enthusiasm, Miyeon watched as Minnie pulled her pajama pants up her slender legs without dropping her towel off of her body.
Okay, she was a bit thankful that Minnie didn’t drop her towel down because if she did, the Korean wouldn’t have been able to stay silent. And she was also thankful that Minnie has her back towards her which means she can just openly look.
But then, the younger woman did something that made Miyeon’s heart stop. Even the voices in her head abruptly fell silent.
Minnie ripped her towel off, her bare back on full display for Miyeon’s eyes to see. Miyeon didn’t dare breathe. She didn’t make a single sound as Minnie pulled her hair loose from her bun, letting her black locks fall down elegantly onto her shoulders.
Can a human’s back be this attractive? Miyeon didn’t really know. But the more she looked, the more she thought that yes, a human’s back can definitely be this attractive.
Her eyes glided over Minnie’s shoulder blades, past her curvy waist to stop at the two shallow dimples situated just a little below the base of her spine.
So hot but yet, so cute. Miyeon silently gushed to herself and could only pull herself out of her trance when Minnie swiftly slipped on a loose sweater.
Coming back to her senses, she pulled her eyelids shut and pretended, with much difficulty, that she was asleep.
Shuffling and rustling filled the room before everything fell silent again. But something was strange. For some reason, she could smell the body soap Minnie usually uses getting stronger and stronger.
But still, there was no sound. The bed didn’t dip, the closet didn’t close, the floorboards didn’t creak— what the hell was Minnie doing?
“If you’re gonna pretend you’re asleep, at least do it right."
Miyeon’s blood ran cold. There was only the two of them in the room so that speech must be directed to her. With her heart pumping in her throat, the Korean chose to stay mum. Maybe Minnie was just trying to trick her or something, like, using reverse psychology or whatever people call it, was this even reverse psychology? What even is reverse psychology? Miyeon doesn’t know Miyeon doesn’t know anymore and her brain was running a million miles per second and she can’t stop thinking about how she was going to get caught, she was going to die—
“I hope you know your eyelids are fluttering very rapidly.” Laughter was threatening to spill from Minnie’s lips. Miyeon could hear it from her tone alone. Sighing internally, the older woman accepted her defeat and shyly cracked one eye open.
The Thai was crouched down right in front of her, a smug smile plastered on her face and an obvious glint of mischief flashing in her eyes.
“So, did you like the show—?”
Minnie raised an eyebrow up.
“—pervert?”