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Glasses clanged together loudly as laughter and voices filled the table they were all gathered around, one Saturday night. Their friend group had decided to go out drinking after an especially stressful week of assignments and deadlines. Even Nabi had decided to join them, probably in an attempt to forget about her drama with Jae-Eon.
Sol and Jiwan sat next to each other, barely leaving any space between them, just like they always had when out drinking with their friends. The only difference now was that, after they officially started dating, their hands were laced together under the table. None of the others dared to question why Jiwan kept drinking with her left hand or why Sol kept looking at her lap as a blush and a smile appeared on her face.
Bit-na was telling some story about some of their classmates, but Sol was not paying much attention to it. Her whole attention was on the girl next to her, who had been leaning forward in her chair, intently listening to the gossip Bit-na was telling and giving her input just as eagerly. Sol has always found it adorable how nosy Jiwan was. Jiwan, of course, was never nosy in a malicious way. She just liked to know things. As long as Sol could remember, Jiwan would always light up when hearing a new piece of information most people didn‘t know about. She would always come running to Sol and excitedly tell her about who got together with whom, and who broke up with whom. The taller girl would always patiently listen, even though she wouldn‘t know half of the people Jiwan was telling her about. Just like she did now, eyes intently on her girlfriend, listening to her theorizing about two of their fellow art students.
Her trance was broken when suddenly Sehun chimed in, next to her:
“But Sol, you never told me how you got inspiration for the last piece you did” he was clearly a bit tipsy “Here, let me pour you another drink”
Sol knew that the boy was just awkward and was meaning well, so she smiled at him and was about to politely decline when she felt Jiwan stiffen next to her. The smaller girl let go of her hand and use it to throw a bottle cap at the boy, hitting him in the chest.
“Sehun! What’s with you? Can’t you see her glass is still full? Why are you talking to her anyways?!” Jiwan whined, like she always did when Sehun so much as dared to look in Sol’s direction.
Sol sighed, she knew what would come next. Jiwan and Sehun will start to bicker. And they surely did just moments after. Sehun defending himself saying that he was just being polite and Jiwan countering all his arguments. Sol knew that once these two started, they would not stop bickering. She had to intervene. Calmly, she put her warm hand on Jiwan’s thigh, higher than she usually did. The shorter girl instantly halted, forgetting about Sehun, the argument she had with him, and everything else, as a familiar warmth spread through her.
“Jiwan-ah, let’s go for a smoke” Sol whispered and dragged a dazed Jiwan outside and away from Sehun.
She took them outside, to the side of the bar, where people usually went for smoke breaks. It was a darker ally with only a streetlight illuminating the area.
“Jiwan-ah” Sol said smiling, once she turned to look her girlfriend “When will you let that poor boy live? You know he was just making conversation”
Jiwan walked past her and leaned against the wall of the bar. She had been blushing and looking at her feet.
“You did that on purpose, didn’t you?”
Sol smirked, closing the distance between them, and putting her hands on either side of Jiwan’s head.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about” she answered cheekily. Ever since their movie night, Sol had become bolder when it came to teasing the other girl or initiating touches. “You also haven’t answered my question, Jiwan-ah”
Jiwan loved this new, more confident Sol. It was keeping her on toes, never knowing what she would do next. With having Sol in her space like this, she felt her heartbeat pick up and a blush rise on her cheeks and her ears.
“Well… You… you know I don’t like it when Sehun is trying to be smart with you!” Jiwan stammered. It was hard for her to concentrate when Sol was this close to her, sporting that smirk and tutoring her on purpose.
Sol’s eyes flickered to the smaller girl’s lips as she leaned close and whispered “You know Seo Jiwan, it is kind of hot when you’re jealous”
Jiwan could feel Sol’s breath on her cheek. Hearing those words fall from her girlfriend’s lips, her own breathing got rapider. Sol slowly leaned in more, their lips almost touching. She looked into Jiwan’s eyes searchingly, silently asking permission, like she always did. Jiwan just grabbed a fistful of Sol’s shirt to close the last few inches that were separating them. As their lips touched, they both sighed in contentment. Sol stepped closer into Jiwan’s personal space, pressing her more into the wall behind her and pressing herself more into Jiwan. There was no space left between them. One of her hands left the wall it had been placed on and took hold of Jiwan’s jaw to slowly caress it. Sol let her tongue slowly run over her the other girl’s bottom lip, asking to deepen the kiss. Jiwan happily obliged, opening her mouth as she let Sol slowly explore it. A deep hum escaped the taller girl’s mouth, which prompted the other girl to pull her in even closer. In the shuffle, Sol’s leg fell between Jiwan’s. A new sensation made its way through both their bodies as Jiwan broke the kiss and let out a long breath. Sol searched her eyes to make sure that this new form of contact wasn’t making her uncomfortable. Jiwan’s eyes twinkled, never taking her eyes off of Sol’s, mouth slightly hanging open and breathing heavily. A sight that made Sol heat up even more. The smaller girl let her hands fall to either side of Sol’s waist, grabbing her t-shirt and pulled. The result being that Sol’s leg hit her again in a spot that made her see stars and had a shiver run down her spine. A long sigh left her lips and her fists closed more around the fabric of her girlfriend’s shirt. Sol had been intently watching, feeling herself flushing. She had never dared to imagine Jiwan in this state, let alone her being the reason that Jiwan reacted this way. It filled her with a strange feeling of pride, but also made her eager to make her girlfriend enjoy herself as much as possible. Sol repeated her movement again and watched as Jiwan’s eyes fall closed, and a quiet moan escaped her mouth. The next time she moved, Jiwan’s moan was lost on Sol’s lips, who captured hers again in a fervent kiss. Jiwan felt her head spinning at the different emotions and feelings that were simultaneously washing over her. With Sol continuously hitting the same spot between her legs, she could feel something build up in the pit of her stomach. No one had ever made her feel everything she had been feeling now. In a way, it shouldn’t have been a surprise that Sol would be the one person that had this much effect on her. Judging by the urgency of which the taller girl was kissing her and pressing her more into to the wall behind her, Sol was feeling the same way. When her lips left her mouth and started trailing kisses down her jaw to her neck, she could feel her knees buckle at the sensations that Sol was making her feel. When the other girl started kissing and sucking at her pulse point, Jiwan was thankful for Sol’s leg between hers and her strong hands on her hips, holding her up. She could feel Sol’s hand tentatively run up and down her sides, always stopping right below her chest. Jiwan knew what was going through Sol’s mind. She also knew that Sol would never do what she had in mind, because even clouded by pleasure and heat, she would be respectful and not do anything that might make her girlfriend uncomfortable. Jiwan however, was far from uncomfortable, quite the opposite. She grew impatient and just grabbed Sol’s hand, placing it where she wanted. Her chest. And squeezed. She felt Sol halt in the crook of her neck and release a long, deep breath. She lifted her head and took in Jiwan’s face. Cheeks flushed, breathing heavily and lips swollen but with a small smile playing on them.
“Are you okay?” Sol whispered, Jiwan’s hand still on hers, on Jiwan’s chest.
Jiwan only slowly nodded and closed the gap between them again, trying to convey how much she enjoyed every one of Sol’s touches through her kiss.
Sol deepened the kiss again and was about to squeeze her hand again when-
A loud whistle made them jump apart. Sol quickly turning her back to the source of the sound, shielding Jiwan with her body. She cursed herself for having let go this much in public. She was also ready to fight who ever decided to interrupt them and maybe had the intention to make disrespectful remarks. What she didn’t expect though was to see a smirking Bit-na, lighter in hand and unlit cigarette hanging from her lips.
“I always had a feeling that you two were a horny bunch”
Sol just blankly stared at the other girl, unable to form a response. Jiwan’s head, however, peeped over her girlfriend’s shoulder, grinning widely.
“Of course. You see how attractive Yoon Sol is, right?” Jiwan answered proudly without even betting an eyelash, much to the embarrassment of Sol, who just let head fall into the shorter girl’s shoulder and exasperated ‘’Jiwaaaannnn-aahhhhh’’ leaving her lips.