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Rainy nights were when Minjeong missed Jimin the most. She was warm and snug underneath her blankets as she listened to the pitter-patter of the rain. Her dog, Rex, laid right next to her fast asleep, his little snores accompanying the rain. Even with all this comfort, it didn't beat being cozied up to Jimin as they both enjoyed the sound of rain.
The music playing on her phone is interrupted by the text tone. A message from the one on her mind.
Jimin<3: wyd??
She smiled and typed back: just missing you :(.
Jimin<3: look outside
Minjeong sat up abruptly, rushed to the window, and yanked open her curtain. Her eyes darted all across the front lawn, searching for Jimin. She frowned as there wasn't any sight of her. She shot another text: what am I looking for?
Jimin<3: cant you see me?!
Confusion settled as her eyes continued passing all over the place and she texted back: I don’t see you. A few minutes passed by until Jimin texted again. It sent Minjeong into a fit of chuckles.
Jimin<3: OMG IM AT THE WRONG HOUSE
It didn't surprise her. No matter the number of times Jimin has been over, every time she managed to get lost somehow. Her lack of sense of direction was one of her biggest flaws. The rain wasn’t much assistance either.
Minjeong typed her response quickly: why am I not surprised.
Some more time passed by until Jimin texted again.
Jimin<3: okay now look outside
When she did, her smile widened and her heart leapt. In a pink raincoat stood Jimin in her front yard. Minjeong rushed down the stairs, ignored her parents' confusion as they called out to her, and pulled the front door open. She let out a gasp due to Jimin being right in front already.
"I know it’s late and I shouldn't have walked, but I also know how you get when it rains."
"You're crazy, you know that?"
Jimin chuckled lightly. "How could I not be when I'm dating the girl of my dreams."
Minjeong’s mother made an appearance and was quick to usher Jimin inside. "Minjeong, go and get her a towel, and you come with me to the kitchen as I fix something up for you."
Coming back with two towels, Minjeong let herself watch the sight before her as it warmed her heart to its fullest. Her mother playfully scolds Jimin for walking in such dangerous weather while serving her a full plate of food and urging her to eat and get seconds if she wants. Her mother treated Jimin like a daughter of her own and Minjeong was simply content that her parents loved Jimin as much as she did.
“Here, dry yourself off.” She chucked a towel on Jimin’s head while she used the other towel to start drying Jimin’s feet because the lunatic had opted to wear Converse.
“I assume you’re spending the night?” asked Minjeong’s mother.
Jimin looked at Minjeong with a questioning gaze almost as if she were actually asking Minjeong for permission despite the fact she just traveled in the pouring rain to be with her. Minjeong nodded lightly.
“Yes, if it’s okay.”
“I wouldn’t let you out even if you said no. Well, I and the old man are gonna turn in for the night, goodnight girls.” Minjeong’s mother gave them both a hug before taking her leave.
Left alone in the kitchen, Minjeong made sure Jimin finished every last bit of her meal before they went up to her room but not without grabbing a few snacks because she knew in an hour or two Jimin would somehow still be hungry.
Immediately, Jimin rushed to Rex. “Hi, Rex-chan, my most favorite boy in the world.”
“Are you sure you came for me and not Rex?”
Already comfortable in the bed with Rex in her arms, Jimin peered at her through her bangs. “Is that jealousy I sense?”
Minjeong scoffed lightly, “You wish, sweetheart.'' She tossed the shirt and pajama bottoms she always lent to Jimin on unplanned sleepovers like this to her. “You should take a shower before we go to bed.”
“M’kay,” she gave Rex a small peck on his soft, little head then left another quick peck on Minjeong’s lips before zooming to the bathroom.
Minjeong laid back into the position she’d been in before Jimin had spontaneously arrived, curling around Rex and resuming her music. Some time went by when Jimin finally walked out of the bathroom, towel hanging around her shoulders.
“Dry your hair first.”
Jimin plopped onto the bed gently. “Do it for me.”
“You’re a big girl.”
“Please, Minjeongie.”
“What will I get in return?” She intended to sound like a business dealer but the wiggle of Jimin’s eyebrows and smirk has her groaning into her pillow. “Ugh, don’t.”
“You don’t have to bargain for stuff like that, honey, I will give it to you no matter what.”
She blindly grasped for a pillow then proceeded to smack Jimin with it. “You know that’s not what I meant.” Her soft weapon is yanked out of her hands as she’s rolled onto her back with a weight planting itself on her hips. She opened her eyes to Jimin’s crinkling, smiley face.
“Dry my hair for me, Minjeong.”
“Why should I ?”
“Because you love me and will do absolutely anything to keep me happy.”
And she wasn’t wrong because Minjeong would indeed do whatever to make sure Jimin lived in happiness.
“Fine,” she nudged her off then scooted up against the headboard of her bed, making Jimin sit between her legs. “The things I do for love.” she murmured.
After becoming satisfied with the dryness level of Jimin’s hair, she allowed her to tumble out of her spot and onto the unoccupied side of the bed where she began stretching and yawning. “I’m exhausted.”
“I literally just dried your hair for like twenty minutes.”
“And I walked 20 minutes in the rain for you,” she half-mumbled into the pillow her head instantly found. “So I win.”
Not that it was an actual competition of who was the most exhausted but Minjeong was competitive and Jimin knew that losing was a sore spot for her. However, if it weren’t for the fact that Jimin had already fallen asleep with a peaceful expression, being a hundred percent adorable with the way her hand had absentmindedly reached out and found her own, Minjeong would’ve fired back with something because she never lost.
But this time she’ll take the L because what really mattered to her was that she was no longer alone on a rainy night. She was with her girlfriend.
She fixed herself into a lying position after making sure that Rex wouldn’t fall off and had plenty of room. She heard Jimin shift around. Then there was an arm around her waist, squeezing tenderly.
Rex’s soft snores, Jimin’s breathing, and the pitter-patter of the rain lulled her to sleep. Rainy nights were the best when you were with those you loved most.