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Minjeong was booing loudly with the rest of the crowd. A very obvious foul was completely ignored by the refs
and one of Jimin’s teammates was on the ground in pain. The game had been pretty brutal, especially in this second half with only ten minutes left. KNSU was up
by one point and it was obvious their opponents were getting desperate. It was starting to look like a blood bath out there and it was pissing Minjeong off by the minute.
She could see how frustrated Jimin was getting, as well. She was very passionate about the game and as captain, she was very protective of her fellow
teammates. And right now, she was arguing with the ref, who was giving her a warning to back off. She did so, but Minjeong could tell she was upset.
Minjeong kind of wished Aeri or Ningning were there. It was much easier to watch Jimin’s games with someone there to go through all the stress with her. But
for today, she was Jimin’s one-woman cheer squad. She was even wearing one of Jimin’s old jerseys with her number on it. It was a bit tight on her, but she didn't think Jimin would mind since it made her boobs look spectacular.
Finally, the injured player got up and the game continued amongst applause from the crowd. But the other team still refused to let up with their aggressive defending. Minjeong watched as KNSU got possession of the ball. The mid-fielder sent it up the line to Jimin,
who turned and had a clear path towards the goal. Suddenly, a defender came out of nowhere and slide tackled her, completely missing the ball and clipping Jimin’s foot, instead. This sent her flying, landing
hard on her right side. The crowd gasped and Minjeong stood up, waiting to see if Jimin was moving. A whistle blew and the ref pulled out a red card against the defender. Everyone in the stands cheered except for Minjeong. Her heart was pounding as she kept her eyes on
Jimin. She watched as her girlfriend rolled onto her back, wincing in pain and grabbing her arm, then
grabbing her ribs.
Minjeong instantly ran down the bleachers to the sidelines.
She wanted to run to her girlfriend, but knew that would have been a bit over-dramatic and probably would have embarrassed the hell out of Jimin. She just wanted to make sure she was okay. She watched as the
trainer and team doctor ran to Jimin’s aid.
Everything was silent. All she could hear was Jimin groaning in pain, then her commanding voice telling her coach she was fine. She waved them off and tried to get up, but struggled. They had to help her as she hobbled off the pitch. With five minutes left in the game, the
coach had to put in someone else as Jimin was escorted to the locker room. Minjeong knew her girlfriend
was going to be pissed and was going to want to keep playing.
She followed at a safe distance as they made their way to the locker room, listening to Jimin’s protests.
"I'm fine. There's only a few minutes left. Let me at least
take the shot!”
"Calm down, Yu. You're injured. We have to make sure
you're okay.”
Jimin fought valiantly, but in the end, she doubled over in pain. Minjeong’s heart wrenched as she watched
them disappear into the locker room. All she could do now was wait.
~~
Minjeong paced back and forth. It had been almost forty five minutes since Jimin was escorted off the field. In that time, she heard the cheering from the stands that
told her they had won the game. She watched as each of Jimin’s teammates hurried off to the locker room to check on the status of their captain, with quite a few of them giving Minjeong a sympathetic head nod or an encouraging pat on her shoulder telling her Jimin would be okay.
No one had emerged yet, which made Minjeong fear the worst. She was close to just bursting in there to see what was going on. It's not like it was breaking the law, or anything. She tried to be respectful, but she was worried sick about her girlfriend.
Finally, her teammates came trickling out slowly. All of them were showered and dressed and looking
somewhat solemn for having just won a game. That's when Minjeong decided to just go for it. She was just about to go in when she ran into Ryujin coming out.
"Whoa, slow down there." She placed her hands on
Minjeong’s shoulders. "She's okay. She'll be just fine.”
Minjeong heaved a sigh of relief. "What happened?”
"She has some bruised ribs, but nothing's broken. And she hurt her arm. They thought it was a dislocated
shoulder, but it's not. Just a bad blow.”
Minjeong nodded, but was still worried. It obviously showed.
"Hey, that's a good thing. It means much less recovery time. She might even be cleared to play again for our next game. She just needs rest.”
Minjeong scoffed. "Have you MET Jimin? She doesn't rest.”
Ryujin smirked at her. "Looks like you're gonna have to find a way to keep her in bed for a while." She playfully smacked her on the arm.
"You can go on in. They have her some strong painkillers, so she's starting to feel better. She'll need some help getting home, though.”
"Thanks, Ryujin.”
"Good luck.”
~~
The locker room was pretty much cleared out by now,
except for a few people. She made her way past the
lockers and the showers and rounded the corner,
following the voices she heard. She noticed the trainers
who were helping Jimin exiting a small room and assumed that's where she would find her stubborn, fallen hero.
Sure enough when she peeked her head through the door, she saw Jimin lying on the exam table. Her arm was in a sling and she was nodding along to whatever her coach was telling her.
"I mean it, Jimin. No training or working out. No
heavy lifting. No strenuous physical activity. We want you to be at 100% for our next game.”
"But what about—"
"No. Whatever you're going to ask, the answer is no. You are to rest and you are to go to class and that's it. Do you have someone to take you back to your dorm?”
Minjeong finally made her presence known. "I can take her home. And I'll make sure she takes it easy.”
Jimin looked over at her like a little kid on Christmas morning
"Minjeong! You're here!”
Minjeong sidled up next to the exam table and pushed a few errant hairs out of Jimin’s face.
"I'm here.”
"I fell.”
"Actually, you were tripped.”
"It hurt.”
"It certainly looked like it did.”
Jimin lifted her shirt to reveal a dark bruise on her
ribs. “Look!"
Minjeong cringed. "Oh, God. That looks awful.”
"They gave me drugs so it won't hurt!”
The coach just shook her head and handed the bottle of pills to Minjeong.
"She can take two every six to eight hours. We gave her a dose about forty-five minutes ago. They
seem to have kicked in. Have her check in with me tomorrow."
She turned to Jimin before leaving. "Feel better, captain.”
Jimin wasn't even paying attention to her coach. She was too busy playing with the hem of the jersey Minjeong was wearing.
"This looks really good on you. You should wear all my clothes.”
"I would probably stretch them all out or looking like an idiot on them”
"Worth it if this is what you look like in my shirts." Her
words were slurring a bit and she had a hard time keeping her head up.
Minjeong took her hand. "I'm glad you're going to be okay.”
"Of course I'm okay. I'm your superhero. Commander Yu Jimin.”
"Commander Loopy is more like it.”
Jimin looked up at her with a dopey smile on her
face. "My God, you're pretty. So pretty. Did you know that I think about you a lot?" She leaned her head back and looked up at the ceiling.
"Probably more than I should. Like in my classes and while I'm studying. And at practice and even during my games. I think about you
so much because I like you so much. Wow, that water
stain on the ceiling looks like a duck. Ducks are cute.” She looked at Minjeong again. "Don't you think ducks are cute?"
"I'm more partial to dogs, but I guess baby ducks are
cute." Minjeong couldn't handle how cute her drugged up girlfriend was as she rambled on about everything.
"You're cute. Like a baby duck. Or more like a baby Maltese." She made a wagging gesture with her body. "I'm hungry. Can we have ice cream?”
Minjeong couldn't hide her laughter. "That is some really strong stuff they gave you." She went to help Jimin sit up and moved her legs to hang over the side of the exam table. "Let's get you back to your dorm and then I'll go get you ice cream and whatever else you want to eat.”
"Well, if you're offering things to eat…"
"Don't finish that sentence. You're supposed to be resting. No physical activity.”
"No str...strennnos...stren-u-ous...physical activity." She was struggling with the five-dollar words now.
"If you sit on my face, I won't even have to--" the younger's face heated up at the comment
"Jimin, let's focus on getting you home and getting you some food." She put her arm around her waist, but before pulling her up, Jimin rested her head on her chest.
"Mmm... this is nice.” Minjeong bit her lip and smiled. "I'm sure it's quite lovely, but we have to get you up.”
"Mmm... so comfy. So! booby pillows. Can I sleep
here?" She reached her hand up and grabbed Minjeong’s other boob.
Minjeong moved her hand and put it around her neck for support. Then she pulled her up, supporting her waist.
"Yes, you can sleep on my booby pillows, but you have to wait until we get you back to your room. Think you can walk if I help you?”
Jimin nodded. "I have the best girlfriend ever.”
Minjeon laughed. "Actually, I do. But that's nice of you to say.”
"Mmm... I can't wait to marry you.”
Minjeong was pretty sure her heart stopped for the briefest
of moments. Did Jimin really just say that? Okay, so it was probably just drug-induced, but still... it was the cutest, sweetest thing Minjeong had ever heard and she would have pulled her into a hug if Jimin wasn’t so injured. She could feel her cheeks turning bright red.
She decided not to ask Jimin to elaborate.
Chances are, she wouldn't even remember what she
said once the painkillers wore off. Maybe she'd remind her, though. Someday.
"Come on, baby. Let's get you home.”
It was a long, slow process getting back to the dorm,
filled with many breaks at Minjeong’s insistence. Jimin was too stubborn to stop, but Minjeong managed to talk her
into taking her time. And she may have bribed her a bit by telling her for every break they took, she'd flash
Jimin for five seconds. By the time they got back to the dorm, Minjeong ended up having to flash her for two
minutes straight. Then she went to get Jimin her ice cream.
~~
Throughout the next week, when Minjeong wasn't in class or working on projects, she was taking care of Jimin,
making sure she ate properly, got to class on time and steered clear of any form of working out. She also administered her medication when she needed it.
By the end of the week, Jimin was on the mend and only needing the meds once a day.
Since she was such a good patient and put her
stubbornness aside by staying in bed whenever she wasn't in class, Minjeong took her out on a date that Friday
night as a little reward. She figured Jimin had been cooped up long enough and her mobility was much better now. Her arm was out of the sling and her bruises were healing nicely.
So she surprised Jimin by taking her out to a movie. But not just any movie. She took her to see "Jurassic World" at the Cinema.
Minjeong was excited that they finally got to go together after Jimin having talked about it months ago.
Jimin seemed to enjoy it and only had to adjust
her position in the seat a few times. She did have to get up once to walk around for a bit, but other than that,
she seemed to do very well. Other than the few moments she had to walk around, Jimin’s hand
was permanently attached to Minjeong’s for the entire movie. She refused to let go, and even reached for the
popcorn with her sore arm. Minjeong wanted to reprimand her, but it was too damn cute, so she let it slide.
Jimin squeezed Minjeong’s hand as she quickened her pace. There was a slight spring in her step tonight.
"It's so nice to be outside finally.”
"You were very good and you were very patient. And you only pissed me off a couple times.”
"Only because you wouldn't let me sex you.”
"You were injured!”
"I was horny!”
"You and your one-track mind.”
"It's not my fault you look so good when you wear my shirts to bed. And let's not forget how hot you looked in
my jersey.”
"How could I? You made me pose for pictures in it.”
"Spank bank material.”
Minjeong stopped walking and looked at her girlfriend. "You
didn’t."
Jimin looked at her sheepishly. "While you were in class.”
"With your bad arm?”
"I'm right-handed! I had to.”
"Well, I hope it was worth risking your recovery for.” Jimin grinned.
"It was definitely worth it." She gave her an apologetic look. "Are you really mad?”
Minjeong continued walking, still holding Jimin’s
hand. "I guess I just wish it was me that got you off. I’m just a little jealous of your hand. But I really wanted you to get better quicker. I would've felt bad if you got re-injured and had to miss a game.”
"Sorry I'm so attracted to you," offered Jimin.
Minjeong laughed. "I fear the day you're NOT attracted to me.’’
Jimin stopped and pulled her close. "That day will never come. I know how lucky I am.”
Minjeong gazed at Jimin, watching the corners of her plump lips twitching up into a smile. She took the bait.
"How lucky are you?”
Jimin leaned in and kissed her sweetly.
"Of all houses in all the cities in all the world, my parents move in next to yours. My room just so happens
to look into your room. You just so happen to be home from college the same time as me. We both just so happen to go to school in the same city.
We both just so happen to be super into girls. We both just so happen to be insanely attracted to each other. A fact I'm beyond
grateful for because I felt that attraction the moment I met you and if you didn't feel it too, I would have been crushed. This was all too much to be one big
coincidence. This was blind, stupid luck and luckily, I'm smart enough to know that you are the best thing that's
ever happened to me." She pulled her in for another kiss, this one a bit more desperate. "THAT is how lucky I am."
Minjeong stared at her in awe. “Jimin..."
"I love you, Minjeong. I have for a while. I really, really love you. I could stand here and list all the reasons why I do,
but we'd be here all night and I kind of just want to get you home and cuddle with you.”
Minjeong was dumbfounded. Jimin completely rendered her speechless. Her mouth hung open, but she
only managed to choke out some random sounds. Her heart was pounding to the point where it almost hurt. Is
that why she could feel tears forming in her eyes? Because her heart hurt in the most spectacularly
beautiful way? That had to be it. It couldn't have been because of Jimin’s words. She wasn't that much of a sensitive mess, was she?
Jimin simply placed a kiss on her cheek and gave
her a reassuring smile.
"It's okay. You don't have to say anything. I just wanted
you to know how I feel. Because you deserve to know the truth.”
She gently took Minjeong’s hand and led her back to her dorm.
~~
"I think I'm gonna miss this. Being spoiled and taken care of." Jimin burrowed into the crook of Minjeong’s
neck. They were watching Netflix, but became too wrapped up in each other to even care what was on.
Jimin’s hand was clinging to Minjeong’s shirt, wrinkling it.
Minjeong still hadn't said anything. They got back to the dorm and changed into sweats so they could
comfortably cuddle. Jimin was pretty much carrying on a one-sided conversation the whole time,
even asking Minjeong’s opinion on what to watch.
"I should get injured more often." She kissed her neck and started playing with her long, blonde locks, tangling them up in her fingers.
Minjeong closed her eyes and hummed in appreciation. She loved when Jimin played with her hair.
"You tired? We can go to sleep," offered Jimin.
Minjeong shook her head and just held on to Jimin tighter. She didn't know what came over her. She knew how she felt about Jimin. She's known it for some time, but she didn't think Jimin was feeling the
same way. It completely threw her off and now, for some reason, she seems to have gone stupid.
She could feel Jimin’s breath on her neck, her fingers gripping the hem of her shirt. She wanted to
convey her feelings to Jimin, but she was afraid it would all come out a jumbled mess. Jimin deserved better.
She grabbed the hand that was grasping her shirt and intertwined their fingers. She turned on her side to face Jimin and fixed her eyes on the deep ones staring
back at her. She began kissing each of Jimin’s fingers one by one, then started kissing along her jawline. She moved down to her neck, then back up to
capture Jimins lips, feeling them quiver against her own. Maybe she was succeeding. Maybe Jimin was understanding what she was trying to tell her
without words. She pulled back briefly and moved her hand up to cup Jimin’s cheek. Her eyes searched the girl's entire face, studying each feature before
landing back on those electric eyes that so often captivated her. Jimin’s eyes softened, but her lips still trembled as Minjeong kissed her once again, running her
Soft lips along Jimin’s supple mouth, grazing her teeth along her lower lip. A slight whimper escaped from Jimin’s throat, which encouraged Minjeong to
continue with what she was doing.
They both started slow, simply feeling each other’s presence, but the two weeks of making out that had been pending were finally here. Jimin’s hand traced Minjeong’s jawline, forcing her to meet her gaze. She bit her bottom lip before slowly moving down to her neck, kissing and sucking until the mark appeared.
“Goodness, Minjeong!” Jimin exclaimed. Her hand moved downward, tucking Minjeong’s shirt. “Can you take this off?” she asked, looking into Minjeong’s eyes. “Only if you take your as well.” Minjeong teased. Jimin groaned as they both start undressing her eyes keeps wander at hers girlfriend body no matter how many times she see it , still making her feels like first time
Jimin playfully push Minjeong making her lay flat on her back while she hovering over her, Minjeong’s fingers grip the side of Jimin waist before tracing up and down the body, she could feels Jimin muscle tense every graze she made. Slowly, Jimin captures her lip again, kissing hungrily as if she could not get enough of her. Being an athlete, she has her benefit as she could multitask due to her excellent coordination skills, her hand trailing down to Minjeong’s abdomen, gently rubbing in a circular motion while her mouth sucks teasing nipples. The sound of her girlfriend fainting and groaning excited her. With the final kiss on the lip, she gently tucks the undergarment down, tossing it out of the way, and repositioned herself to lie on her back instead. Turning her head to the side, she looks at Minjeong, who is confused by the older action. “Can you sit on me?” Jimin gestures, her hand indicating for the younger to come. As Minjeong moves to straddle her torso.
“No, I mean on my face, I want you on my face” with a serious look on her face. Minjeong is not sure if the older was joking, but the look of it. Jimin has been going on about her face quite often; the thought of sitting on Jimin’s face has always excited her every time the older jokes about it. Repositioning herself between Jimin’s head.
“Wa-wait, can you breathe properly?” Minjeong looked down
“I don’t need to. I can just breathe you in.” Staring into Minjeong, with both of her hands now grabbing the bottom, guiding her closer.
“Jimin… unbelievable!” Minjeong’s pink shade appears on the side of her cheek, both with horny and embarrassment.
"What I just said is what I’m currently facing."
“ Okay, okay. Less talking and more action, yeah? Yu!”
“Yes, Madam,” as she slowly kissed the inner thigh, teeth glazing before gently biting. She could feel the younger girl squirm from below. Focusing on her task, her tongue peeked out just to tease the centre. A sharp gasp came out of Minjeong’s throat; she threw her head back, her vision blurred. She felt like the room was spinning. The older woman frowned, watching the beautiful girl from beneath. She gripped the soft thighs she had her hand wrapped around, pushing her tongue deeper, wanting to taste more of her girlfriend. Closing her eyes, she hummed against the skin. Send vibration to the already squirming girl, making her joints harder.
“Jimin— Oh, God…” The moaning, like a chant for Jimin, gave her more confidence.
"What are you– Oh!" Her body jolted, then trembled hard as she felt her inside being stroked and the soft tongue hit her spot. "Ah– Jimi–" She couldn't think straight, the sensation was too much, her body started to move on its own, leading her, uncontrollably. She felt like being swallowed, her whole body refusing to stop, grinding against the Older’s fingers, against her face as she kept moaning. Her voice was getting hoarse, she felt dizzy so she held on harder. "Oh God..”
Jimin hummed against her, feeling her own pleasure mixed with pain tightening up in her lower abdomen, the beautiful sight above her was too much, her free hand made its way to her own body, dying to be touched. Their rhythm changed, her touches were rushed as she felt her release building inside her, she swirled her tongue faster, pumped her fingers into Minjeong quicker, deeper, wanting to feel the panting woman come first.
Her body squirmed, as she felt Minjeong's thighs squeezed her head gently, vibrating, as her hand grabbed a fist of her blonde's locks, her moan was cut short before continued by a long cry out in pleasure. Jimin had her release together with her once again.
"St-stop, please, I–" Minjeong begged, trying to get off as Jimin kept licking her hungrily. Her breaths were short and rushed, her body was still trembling. "I can't take it anymore, stop, stop." She panted, putting energy in her weak legs to move out of the way. She laid on her back next to the older who now was hovering above her, attacking her neck instead. "Mmh, you're so.. I need to catch my breath..”
But Jimin couldn’t She was too deep in her desires, she wanted more, she didn't have enough. At this point, she doubted she would ever. So, she kept sucking on the smooth, sweaty skin of Minjeong's neck, nibbling on her collarbone, before taking a mouthful of her breast with her lips. She finally parted staring at the younger state disheveled hair, glowing face as if she is the goddess herself The older chuckled and leaned in to kiss her head. She didn't know why, she just wanted to do it. "You're so cute." She sighed longingly. "After showing me that level of sexiness, it's really unfair to be this cute right now.”
“You love it.”