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“Miyeon,” Minnie called. “I need to ask you something.”
“Mmmh…?” Miyeon tiredly hummed from the kitchen counter and walked over to the living room couch where Minnie had been sitting for 20 minutes. It’s 10 PM, she has an upcoming brutal subject for first period the next morning, and truly— Miyeon just wanted to pass away. But, Minnie, her dear and god damn attractive roommate, called her. Probably for something important?
The redhead took the seat next to Minnie, and all of a sudden, she started to lean in, closing the remaining gap between them. Her mouth opened to speak, and her voice was lowered to a whisper… as if anyone would eavesdrop at all. Hell, Minnie owned the huge residence space they currently lived in for college.
“Min?” Miyeon mumbled when she saw Minnie’s lips getting a bit too close.
“Listen,” Minnie started, “Don’t tell anyone I said this, okay?”
“Mm-hmm,” Miyeon absentmindedly affirmed. Was it just her or was the room actually getting hotter? Like, she was actually starting to sweat… a little bit. Her forehead started to dampen, her breathing started to quicken, and her heart started to palpitate. Just from Minnie whispering into her ear.
“It’s just our little secret,” Minnie took Miyeon’s hand and held it firmly. Having been forced to look down, and oh, god— please… please save me. Angels, please don’t leave me. I think I’m about to die from a heart attack, or something… does Minnie want me dead?
Minnie started to go on about some little details, something like this girl named uh, Soo… Soo… Jin? from next door, and something about this girl whose name started with syllable “shoe” having something going on between them, but Miyeon couldn’t focus on anything but their position. And the fact the room felt like it was submerged into the pit of a volcano. She swore she was bound to pass out then and there.
“Can’t you believe it!? Yuqi just told me they were dating! For 6 months! And I didn’t even know!”
“Yeah, haha,” Miyeon chuckled, all sultry and looking at Minnie with need. “Oh my gosh, I can’t believe it either… that’s so surprising.”
Her eyes wandered around, trying to find anything that she could focus on except for Minnie, but they happened to land on between them—the Thai was nearly pressing her body against the Korean’s, with her other arm placed on the backrest behind Miyeon, and the only thing that stopped them from being too close to each other was Minnie’s folded leg in between them. Nonetheless, it was so, so warm and, most of all, intimate.
Miyeon took a deep breath. Minnie was still talking.
She took the hand Minnie used to hold hers with her free one and gingerly dragged a finger along Minnie’s. God, those pretty, attractive hands, with long and slender fingers… And the tiny, yet evident, veins that showed along its surface. Miyeon lightly massaged Minnie’s ring and middle fingers before she interlocked them with her own. From here, she could feel the entirety of her size… just from holding it alone.
Her mind started to go haywire—going places, her consciousness literally escaping her body because…
Your hands… they’re so, big. And so pretty…
Suddenly, Miyeon had such an urge to put two of Minnie’s fingers into her mouth. No particular reason, but, they looked so irresistible right now, and getting to be this close certainly wasn’t an opportunity she would let go to waste.
She thought about how her hands felt on different parts of her body. On her shoulders, they were soft. On her hands, they felt soothing. On her waist, they felt oddly possessive… and beyond that, she wondered how it would feel if Minnie were to simply place one on her stomach, before she dragged it further down, and…
“Miyeon, are you even listening to me?” Minnie complained in disbelief.
“Huh?” Miyeon jolted. What? Where the hell was she? Oh , they were in the living room. And they’re both on the couch. And Miyeon’s hand was all over one of Minnie’s, with the other, on the girl’s thigh, inching slowly towards her abs. “Uhhh, of course I am!”
“What was the last thing I said?” Minnie stared at her in scrutiny.
“Um… about that, uh,” Miyeon stuttered; she panicked, briefly, until she caught Minnie staring deep into her eyes somehow with interest or want , or… something like that.
“I’m guessing something about your uh, classmate? You know,” Miyeon awkwardly chuckled as she tried to get out of this situation—with that, she quickly let go of Minnie’s hand, and the one sitting so close to her abs, and kept them to herself.
“Forget about it,” Minnie sighed and sat back up straight, facing away from Miyeon. Gosh… she felt regretful now, because seriously? Who in the right mind would even daydream about their roommate right in front of them while they’re talking? Who in the right mind?
“Minnie, I—“
Suddenly, Minnie turned back around and pinned her to the couch, hands placed on either side of Miyeon’s head.
And… this, was definitely going to be awkward.