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The cool breeze nipped as it passed the small group of girls. The grass waved against the wind, adding to the natural symphony of the outside world. The sky was a perfect blue, with a coupling of round, fluffy clouds floating leisurely by. The day was nothing short of perfect, or it should be nothing short of perfect. One of the girls could not relax like the others.
Goeun couldn’t help but find the tranquility suspicious. One could not blame the young girl for her discomfort, the poor girl had spent the past few years fighting to keep her found-family from ripping apart at the seams. Her girls survived being trapped as hoteliers, hoards of zombies, and even crawling through the depths of hell to revive one of them. So forgive her, for her trust issues. She keeps glaring at the dark shadows that gather under the trees, or snapping her neck towards the tiniest shift of sound. It isn’t until the third sweep of the grassy hill that the girl who is laying on her lap stirs.
“Unnie, what are you doing?” Yuki murmurs, having been stirred from her light doze. Goeun frowns apologetically at her, tucks a hair behind the younger’s ear.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you. Go back to sleep. I’ll keep watch.” Yuki lets out a dissatisfied hum at this, and she bats at Goeun’s shoulder.
“Yah!” She says in between yawns “Unnie look around we are safe now. You can rest.” Goeun’s brows furrow, and she looks up, taking a moment to take in her surroundings despite her suspicions.
To her left, Ireh and Dosie lay in a similar position to herself and Yuki. Dosie had her head cradled in Ireh’s lap while the younger girl played with the older’s hair. Ireh seems to be rambling about anything and everything, fingers expertly making and undoing small braids into Dosie’s locks. The older girl looks at Ireh with pure adoration, tilting her head to look at the other girl directly with her good eye. At a pause where Ireh goes for a breath, Dosie grabs her hand and places a kiss on her palm. Ireh looks down wide-eyed before settling into her own adoring gaze. They stare at each other for a moment before Dosie reaches up to prompt Ireh to continue whatever story she was crafting (which she does with gusto).
Goeun bites back a smile, it's no lie that Ireh fought through hell itself to bring back her unnie. Dosie came back with her left eye misty and unseeing, but Ireh couldn’t find it in her to care now that she can hold Dosie. It brings Goeun some peace that the two can have moments like these again. Goeun manages to pull her eyes away to look to her right.
Swan and Chaein sit a little ways away from the others. Chaein strums aimlessly with a guitar, while Swan fills in the empty space with a small keyboard. Chaein strums a bad chord and flinches, apology heavy at her tongue. But Swan just giggles and plays her own discordant chord. The youngest member nudges Chaein with her elbow and closes her eyes to sing a melody. Chaein nods and, once again, starts up a new song. As the disjointed melody melds together into a harmony, Chaein smiles and sings ad-libs to fit in with Swan’s vocals. When the final note rings, both girls are rosy cheeks and giddy. They laugh at the same time, leaning into each other's space as if it was second nature.
“See–” Goeun’s attention is snapped away as Yuki’s soft timbre calls for her attention. “-There is nothing to worry about, Unnie. They’re safe. We’re safe. Let’s just enjoy the sun.” At her words, Yuki stretches further into Goeun’s lap, looking not dissimilar to a cat basking in the afternoon sun.
Goeun sighs and shakes her head fondly. She reaches down to fix the younger girl's hair again and lets her hand trace the elegant slope of the other’s jaw.
“Okay.” Goeun relents, “I’ll relax.” She scoots herself downwards, moving Yuki to rest against her collarbone. As Yuki settles closer, Goeun feels what remains of her tension evaporate.
“Let’s relax today…”