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It’s a bright Sunday afternoon and Seulgi is sprawled on a cushy sofa, watching Bae Irene’s latest comeback stage on her phone. Her eyes soften and her lips unconsciously pull up in an affectionate smile as the screen pans to the waiting room, and she sees Joohyun, her Joohyun, directing a stunning smile at the camera. She’s in a midriff-baring black top, leather pants resting low on her hips, with a faux fur coat slung around her shoulders, and Seulgi has to pause the video briefly, fanning at her face repeatedly, before continuing.
“Hello, everyone!” Joohyun bows and lifts her hand to wave. Her coat shifts, and Seulgi’s eyes nearly glaze over at the sight of defined collarbones. She vividly remembers having to dab concealer over them just yesterday because of the reddish bruises that adorned them, and smiles to herself, pleased.
“Irene-ssi, can you tell us more about your title track, ‘Lost in You’?” the MC asks, and Joohyun nods.
“Ah, I actually started writing this song one year ago when I was in Shanghai. I have happy memories of walking along Waitan with a special someone —“ the audience goes wild in the background, and Joohyun’s lips curl into a playful smile, “— and it inspired me to write this song. I hope everyone enjoys it!”
The MC asks her to rap a verse from the track (which she does flawlessly, and something about the low, husky register Joohyun drops into when she raps makes her shiver), and then he thanks her, finishing off the interview with a compliment:
“Your visuals are top-notch as always, Irene-ssi.”
Joohyun inclines her head, thanking him politely, and then looks directly into the camera.
“I have a really good makeup artist,” she says, smirking.
Seulgi nearly dies.
“What are you watching?” murmurs a voice from behind her, and she feels slender arms slipping around her, embracing her from behind.
“Hi.” Seulgi turns around, beaming at her girlfriend and kissing her in greeting.
“Hey, you.” Joohyun smiles against her lips, and her eyes fall to Seulgi’s phone. “Is that me?”
“Hyunnie, please. As your fan, I need to watch your comeback stage. It’s important.”
Joohyun snorts into her shoulder. “Okay, Seul.”
Seulgi’s about to press play, impatient to see the actual performance, when Joohyun speaks again. “Did you like the interview?”
“Yeah, I really liked the part where you mentioned me on national TV ,” Seulgi says. “In addition to about thirty Instagram posts, ten fanmeets, and too many tweets for me to count.”
She narrows her eyes at Joohyun, but her girlfriend only smiles sweetly at her. “What can I say? I’m in love.”
“I can’t believe I have entire Dispatch articles written about me.”
“Sorry,” says Joohyun, but she doesn’t sound very sorry.
Seulgi sticks out her bottom lip at her, and Joohyun just smiles, kissing the pout away.
“So,” she asks, matching Joohyun’s deceptively sweet tone.
Joohyun looks at her, eyes fond, falling for it immediately. “Yes, love?”
“Aren’t you glad you have a good makeup artist that can help you cover up your hickeys?”
She’s gratified to see a dark blush staining Joohyun’s cheeks as her girlfriend looks at her, eyes wide. She smiles innocently at her.
“Kang Seulgi,” Joohyun says incredulously.
“Yes, unnie ?” she says brightly, and Joohyun’s eyes darken. Suddenly, Seulgi’s being pinned down to the very couch she was languishing comfortably on. Joohyun’s looking at her, with a familiar lopsided smile that hasn’t stopped making her pulse quicken.
“Hi,” she says breathlessly.
“Hey, you.” Joohyun looks at her like she looks at the sunset on a clear evening, and it makes Seulgi giddy.
“You’re so beautiful.” The words spill out of Seulgi’s mouth unbidden, and she blushes at her own frankness. “I love you so much.”
Joohyun’s eyes soften, and she leans down to kiss her. “I love you too.”