Work Text:
She wandered through the carpeted floors looking at nothing, following her shadow. The tip of her fingers touched every inch the flowery wallpaper and her eyes got heavy since she was so tired but at the same time she just couldn't find peace to sleep.
She couldn't sleep because love already felt like a dream.
---
She could hear the fabric inside the pillow moving slowly as she put the weight of her head above it. If Jimin paid attention to it, it was the only thing she could hear, covering the sound of the cars down the street of the busiest city on the planet.
Until a new sound came around.
— The homesickness of a new place, a new roof, a new bed. Nothing feels and everything feels like home with you – this little escape from our prison.
The sound of the door opening and closing. Slowly, painfully, almost like it could cut skin. The weight of Minjeong on the bed made her open up her eyes out of the somberness.
"What are you doing here?" Jimin said as she sat with her body under the sheets
"I might have asked the manager to give me her spare card key". There was Minjeong, at the end of her bed.
Jimin let out a chuckle.
"You are not as slick as you think you are".
"Fine. I'll leave".
Jimin got up so fast one of the bed pillows fell on the floor.
“No no, shh". She holds onto Minjeong's sweater.
It took a second (that felt like an eternity) for Minjeong to step back. The grip Jimin was giving to her clothes has now turned into a full back hug.
"Are you okay?".
"I would like to think so".
"I know you can't sleep".
"Well if you come into my room unnoticed, I won’t sleep".
"Stop lying to yourself". Minjeong tilted her face to the side and looked at her.
Jimin could see that she was trying to hold one of her now regularly angsty faces. She slowly let her hands go to the short haired girl’s sides.
"What time is it?" Jimin was avoiding it again, fixing her hair.
"Around midnight".
"Why did you come here? You are gonna get apprehended"
"I would do anything for my favorite unnie ". And that was Minjeong being slick.
Jimin didn't know why that response made her jump, the lack of sleep hit differently, making everything about them so dense. She didn’t realize she let her guard down and teary eyes started to form.
"No no no, what's going on? I’m sorry." Minjeong turned around completely.
“Is okay” - the older one said while holding her temple, trying to sound like the logical adult in this situation.
God Jimin, act your age. You can’t be falling for this-this emo kid.
“I- I miss home”. It was half-lying.
"Do you? or you just miss your bed?". Minjeong rebuked once again with pasive-aggressiveness.
There she goes, making things difficult again.
"Go to your bed, Kim Minjeong".
"No-no, sorry. I really am." says as she lies on the other side of the bed, next to her. Jimin already made enough space for her without noticing.
And finally, their gazes locked for the first time in days.
Minjeong knows exactly what's behind those eyes but she's a coward to admit it or even act on it. She likes to pretend she's hallucinating or wishful thinking. She wishes she could stop being such a pain in the ass for the older girl but it was the only way her affection displayed.
On the other side, there's sleep deprived Jimin, frustrated Jimin, too-inside-her-mind Jimin...too-in-love Jimin.
"You can stay, I wasn't going to let you go anyway".
Jimin already decided for both of them that they are not going back to those empty hallways.