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After that day, Minjeong had gotten home to her apartment when she finally noticed the hickeys that littered her body. Granted, they weren't big or a deep purple color, but definitely noticeable. She made sure to leave a voicemail on Jimin's phone, scolding her about it.
Two weeks had gone by and neither of the two girls spoke a word about what had happened in the dance studio. Minjeong even kept it from Aeri who knew everything about her, and from her boyfriend who didn’t seem to have a clue about her infidelity.
The two girls were friendly, waving whenever they would see each other across campus, text about mostly dance team related things. Hell, they even hung both alone, as well as with both Ningning and Aeri, it was casual for them, as if nothing had ever happened.
Minjeong never caught on how Jimin would roll her eyes whenever Minjeong would have to answer a call or text from her boyfriend. Nor when Jimin actually met him, how the taller girl cheerfully smiled at the blonde but lost it once she saw the man next to her.
Granted, Minjeong was too busy trying to act normal when her boyfriend was right in front of the person she cheated with. The girl was scared shitless of saying the wrong thing or giving an indication that something happened between the two girls. It was worrisome enough that two weeks ago she had to cover-up the marks made by Jimin across her body when her boyfriend came over that night, she had to make up some bullshit excuse about suddenly wanting to save herself.
Sometimes they would catch each other’s gaze, both with unwavering eyes and refusing to break their line of sight.
Nothing, that's what that day was, they simply had sex and left it at that because above all else- Minjeong was dating someone else. And she would be caught dead before she would ever admit that.
Or at least, that's what the two girls wanted to think.
Jimin was just too sweet to the younger woman, always offering to carry her things, walk her home, or to her car. Aeri, NingNing, and the other dancers noticed the special treatment but only teased them lightly, just thinking Jimin was being a good unnie. But for the most part, if you would see Minjeong, Jimin wasn’t too far behind her.
And in all honesty, Minjeong appreciated the taller girl for everything. The way Jimin would always play along with her little jokes and laugh loudly as if she was the funniest person alive. It was cute honestly, because she was aware she wasn't that funny.
It started off innocently, the way Minjeong would get clingy with Jimin. The blonde was already naturally clingy with her friends, so no one else batted an eye when she started invading the taller girl’s personal space.
Jimin hadn't protested against it, and just as quickly she would casually start wrapping her arms around Minjeong’s waist during practice or whenever they hung out. If there was an opportunity for Jimin’s arm to wrap around Minjeong’s waist, she took it and wouldn't let go unless necessary. Neither girl pushed the invisible boundaries set, rarely were there lingering touches or fingers that ventured far. They kept it so that the others couldn’t really be suspicious of their actions, well besides Aeri who eyed them a little more than Minjeong was comfortable with.
When Minjeong’s boyfriend had visited the dance studio shortly to drop off her duffle bag, Jimin kept her hand firmly planted on the other’s hip. The two were already at the door entrance waiting, and once it swung open and Minjeong’s boyfriend popped his head in, The taller girl deadpanned, her cheerful demeanor immediately dropped.
Minjeong dropped her arm from Jimin's waist and used her free arm to tap the other’s hand, in an effort to tell her to drop it. The dark haired girl shrugged her shoulders lightly, earning herself a small pinch on the side of her thigh from Minjeong, who gave her boyfriend a smile while she pried herself from Jimin’s grip and quickly walked to the door.
“Hi baby, I've got your stuff.” The man greeted Minjeong with a warm smile as he stepped halfway into the room, the duffle bag hanging by his side. “Hello everyone, sorry to interrupt.” He said formally, bowing his head a few times towards those who noticed he had entered partially.
“Hi, thank you babe.” Minjeong replied, grabbing her bag from his hand, instinctively leaning in to kiss him goodbye. Her body stilled slightly, an unsettling feeling that she was being watched set in her stomach as she gently kissed her boyfriend, and then immediately shoo-ing his head out of the room at the sound of other girls hollering.
If looks could kill, Jimin would've had Minjeong’s boyfriends six feet under already. She stayed dead silent while the blonde walked past her, her dark eyes watching her every move.
Minjeong quickly scurried to go change, not wanting to hold up the practice when they had an upcoming performance soon. Her eyes didn't see the look Jimin had on her face, or the way her jaw had been clenched during the whole exchange.
The three hour dance practice had gone by per usual, Jimin led the session with charisma and confidence in her team. The woman was moving nonstop, from directing the entire team, to helping out the girls that were having issues with the choreography, not having the time to take a break longer than two minutes.
Yet, she still kept an upbeat demeanor throughout the practice up until the end when she finally sat down against the wooden wall. The other girls had either gone to the locker room to rinse and leave, or had simply just left after the practice ended.
“You okay, Jimin-unnie?”
Jimin’s ears perked up and she opened her eyes to see Minjeong looking down at her, concern apparent in the way her eyebrows were furrowed forward.
Jimin blinked a few times, as if her mind ran through the events of the day. She let out a soft sigh and nodded her head as she focused her eyes on the water bottle in her hand.
“Mm, just tired, long day.”
She responded, her voice falling a little flat against Minjeong’s ears. The shorter woman raised an eyebrow, considering the answer carefully. Technically it made sense, the woman had been up on her feet the past 3 hours after a full school schedule. It’d be crazy if she wasn’t exhausted, but the way Jimin responded wasn’t sitting right with the blonde.
“You sure?”
Minjeong questioned, squatting down with her legs tucked under her as she searched to look into the other’s eyes. She placed her phone down on the floor between the two before wrapping her arms loosely around her knees.
Jimin paused again, her eyes shaking slightly as she wanted to avoid the eye-contact but couldn't really look anywhere else without making it weird. She didn’t want to make anything weird for the other girl.
“Uh- Yeah, I'm okay Minjeongie.”
This time, she offered a soft smile to avoid further questions. The blonde had a slight pout on her lips as she stared at the other, one hand reaching out and fixing the bangs out of the other’s face.
“Liar.”
Minjeong said but kept her voice light, cradling the other girl’s cheek in her hand with a slight smile. Jimin’s eyes widened slightly but placed her hand over the blonde’s own, leaning into the touch. The smaller girl’s breath faltered as the other girl looked at her through her long lashes with doe eyes.
The dark haired woman searched the other’s eyes for something that Minjeong couldn't quite put her finger on. But she couldn’t help but think how pretty her eyes really were, and how nervous being this close to Jimin was making her.
Jimin leaned in dangerously close, the corner of her lips curling into a slight smirk seeing the surprise on Minjeong’s face. “I feel like you're still lying..” The younger woman grumbled, averting her eyes away from the intense stare Jimin’s sharp eyes were giving her.
Minjeong’s heartbeat sped up, she knew she should have backed up, They were in public for christ’s sake. What would they say if someone caught them? If her boyfriend caught them?
But she couldn’t deny the appeal of Jimin’s soft lips that were mere centimeters away, flashes of what they had done in the practice room speeding through her memory. She felt the lust spread through every inch of her body like a plague.
A notification from her phone quickly caught both of their attentions, And Jimin scoffed slightly as she glanced up from peeking at Minjeong’s phone screen. “And I feel like you’ve got a date to attend, baby.” The dark haired woman whispered against her lips before she pulled back. She had so much more she wanted to say after seeing the lock screen of Minjeong kissing her boyfriend’s cheek, but she held back and stood up.
“Later, Minjeong-ah.” Was all the captain said as she opened the door to the locker rooms, refusing to look back at the stun-locked blonde.
The blonde’s face was flushed, her eyebrows furrowed forward in both confusion and frustration at how curt the interaction had ended. She sighed heavily while shaking her head, and then promptly walked over to grab her backpack and then leave the studio.
“What’s up with that?” Minjeong grumbled to herself, as she opened the door to the practice hall, a pout present on her lips. She had decided against showering at the dance studio because she had to get ready for a date with her boyfriend. It was some sort of anniversary for them, and she thought it’d be better for her to simply shower and get ready at her own apartment.
After about an hour, Minjeong’s hair was still damp as she rummaged through her closet, trying to figure out what to wear. Her boyfriend had mentioned a color to wear so they could be matching earlier that morning, But the blonde hadn’t truly been paying attention, which made her feel a bit guilty.
She shot him a quick text asking about it, tossing the phone onto the bed as she slipped on her panties. Her eyebrow raised as she heard a knock on her front door. “Why is he so early.?” She whispered under her breath and quickly put on a bra as she walked to the door, her footsteps heavy. Minjeong forced a smile as she unlocked the door, not bothering to cover herself up as she swung the door open, she planned on just ushering the man in before she ran back to her room to change.
“Hi baby, You’re early today- oh.”
The blonde froze as she found Jimin standing in front of her, her eyes widened, mouth agape in surprise. Feeling the shame course through her body, Minjeong quickly grabbed the taller girl’s hoodie and pulled her into the apartment, shutting the door behind her.
“What are you doing here?”
She whisper-screamed, even though there was nobody else in the room with them, crossing her arms to cover her chest. Not that doing so helped her much, though.
Jimin looked incredulously at the shorter woman, trying to wrap her mind around everything that happened in the last few seconds. Admittedly she was having trouble keeping her eyes off Minjeong’s almost naked body, dear god she was no better than a man. “I- Uhm.” The tall girl stammered, blinking a few times rapidly and averting her eyes from scanning Minjeong's figure again.
“Duffel Bag.? Aeri asked me to return it to you since she had dinner with her parents..” Jimin finished, exhaling softly as she lifted the duffel bag that she loosely held. Her dark eyes landed on the blonde who shifted her weight as she leaned against the door, dropping her arms slightly.
“You're naked.” Jimin mentioned before she could stop the words from coming out of her mouth.
Minjeong’s eyebrow shot up and the woman nearly chuckled at the statement. “What an astute observation, Gaylock Holmes.” The blonde teased, fully laughing at this point as pure shock registered on Jimin’s features, her face red from embarrassment.
The way Jimin looked so offended yet confused by the nickname had the blonde reeling, forgetting that she was simply in her undergarments as she covered her face while laughing. “Shut up..” The older woman grumbled, a fierce pout on her lips as she begrudgingly lifted the dufflebag up and gently shoved it into Minjeong’s arms, “Just take the damn bag.”
The blonde bit her lower lip to try and refrain her laughter, her hands slightly fumbling with the bag to hold the straps correctly. Minjeong peeked over at Jimin once she got the itch to laugh to die down, who was looking at her mildly annoyed.
“You’re fun to tease.” The blonde commented as she hugged the long duffle bag to her body, one side of her lip curling up as her eyes locked onto Jimin’s. The taller girl rolled her eyes while she stuffed her hands in her hoodie pocket, the blush already spread all the way to the tip of her ears.
“Whatever, you exhibitionist.” Jimin replied, her eyes scanning the other’s body to emphasize her point, “Didn’t know you were into that.” She finished, taking a step forward, watching as Minjeong’s confident demeanor crumbled. The smaller woman pressed her back against the door, her heart racing as she felt herself shrink under the weight of Jimin’s gaze. “I am not!” Minjeong protested, ignoring how heated the flush across her face felt.
“You opened the door- swung it actually, almost completely naked.” Jimin continued, her voice lowering an octave as she leaned in close. “Not only that but you pulled me into your apartment immediately.” Minjeong hated the way she felt her stomach churn at her words, the way she felt heat pool into her core.
“I thought you were.. Him.” She responded meekly, averting her eyes everywhere other than Jimin’s piercing ones. The blonde’s breathing faltered, swallowing nervously as the taller girl’s warm breath hit her neck.
“Mm, who? Your boyfriend?” Jimin teased, her tone a little biting as she emphasized the last two words. Her lips were ghosting Minjeong’s neck, desperately wanting to leave marks that no amount of makeup would cover up. “Baby I don’t think he quite sizes up to me, no?” She asked, a smirk on her face as she moved to look the other in the eyes again.
Minjeong subconsciously glanced down at Jimin’s hips at the mention of size for a moment, her breath shallow as she looked into Jimin’s siren-like eyes. “Unnie, I have a date..” She whispered, the duffle bag dropping to her feet as her hands betrayed her and found themselves pulling Jimin closer by the band of her basketball shorts.
The tall girl pressed her body against the blonde’s, one hand moving from her pocket to hold the small of Minjeong’s back, while the other hand gently tipped the other’s chin up. The tension between the two women was almost palpable, it was almost like a war of nerves, trying to see if either woman would back down or make a move. Minjeong’s mind was racing between remaining faithful to her boyfriend, and well, getting to experience Jimin’s dick again was a compelling argument. Her body betrayed her better judgement as she felt a second heartbeat between her legs as she remembered what being with the girl was like.
“Leave a hickey and you’re in trouble.” The blonde warned, intending to sound serious but the desperation in her voice betrayed her. She made quick work of using a hand to pull down Jimin’s neck, pressing her lips against the others, a soft sigh escaping her lips as Jimin melted against her lips.
“Don't threaten me with a good time.” Jimin whispered against her lips as they pulled apart, grinning slightly when the other girl smacked the side of her hip.
Jimin was there looking at her with her stupid cheese cat smile, her chest heaving slightly for air. “I'm serious.” Minjeong insisted, her voice sweet but the sudden grip the smaller girl had around Jimin’s growing bulge in shorts gave her some backing. The taller girl froze, the shit-eating grin dropping from her face as she nodded her head quickly. Jimin’s cheeks heated up as she felt herself grow harder in Minjeong’s tight grip, not having expected this kind of situation with the blonde.
“Didn't know you were into that." Minjeong mocked, an eyebrow raised as she let go of the taller girl, suppressing a smile at Jimin’s shy expression.
Jimin rolled her eyes but was quick to follow closely behind the smaller girl, her hand acting like a magnet as it found itself on Minjeong’s hip. Her eyes didn’t miss the chance to check out the blonde as she led them to her room, closing and shutting the door behind Jimin.
Minjeong pulled the tall woman with her towards the bed, Jimin closing the distance between them almost immediately, her hands immediately roaming across the other’s soft skin. The kisses were short but each more intense than the last, both girls chasing to close any distance created with each step they took towards the bed.
Jimin’s eyes widened in surprise when Minjeong spun them around and pushed her onto the bed, her face a deep shade of red at the way she clumsily flopped onto it. She wasn't used to the smaller girl having that much control, but definitely was NOT gonna complain.
Minjeong had a pout on her lips as she straddled the taller girl, tugging at her hoodie “Take it off.” She commanded, not knowing the effect she had on the taller girl who did as asked. Jimin did not hesitate when it came to following orders, sitting up slightly to pull the oversized sweater over her head, feeling Minjeong’s lips attacking her neck the second her skin was exposed.
The dark haired woman could hear phone notifications somewhere near her head, but the hand that was palming against her dick through her shorts was by far more distracting.
“Fuck..” Jimin whined, her face flushed as Minjeong kissed down to her collarbones. Her hands wrapped around the smaller girl’s back fumbling to unclasp her bra, her breath hitching as Minjeong’s hand slipped under her boxers, giving her cock long, slow pumps.
The dark haired woman shuddered as Minjeong lowered the fabric of boxers, her hard dick popping out angrily. She used one hand to lift Minjeong's chin up while the other gripped onto her thigh, still careful not to leave any bruises.
“You're so pretty like this.” Jimin murmured against Minjeong's soft lips, the hand on the other’s thigh moving down and rubbing against the blonde’s clothed cunt. The blonde was already soaking through her underwear as Jimin teased her folds, her actions slow and deliberate.
Minjeong eagerly pressed her lips against Jimin’s, capturing them in a needy kiss. Soft moans left her lips as the older woman finally moved her underwear to the side and slid two fingers in, loving the way Minjeong’s walls were clenching around them.
Her hips bucked against the other’s palm in burning desire, all that was controlling Minjeong was the need for more. She needed more of Jimin and she needed it now. “Fast.. Mm..we gotta be fast baby.” Minjeong moaned out, feeling more heat spread through her body as she glanced down at Jimin’s cock that was poking against her abs, another puddle of heat pooling in her core at the sight.
“Why? Don't want your little boyfriend to find out?” Jimin asked, her tone laced with annoyance but the question had no real bite to it. She tensed slightly as Minjeong squeezed her length with a little too much strength, strength that faltered once Jimin had slid a third finger in and pumped into her mercilessly.
“Bet he doesn't even really make you finish, shame he misses out on the pretty little faces you make.” Jimin continued, a smug look on her face as Minjeong was thrashing her hips against her arm, fully riding her fingers.
Surprisingly, The blonde let out a raspy laugh at the comment. The laugh left Jimin a little shocked, additionally, really horny too. But, all that her eyes could focus on was Minjeong grabbing the wrist that she had just been thrashing against seconds ago and bringing it up to her mouth. “He really didn't.” She confirmed, licking Jimin’s fingers and tasting herself on them, her confidence growing as she saw Jimin’s eyes hyperfocus on her actions, lust dripping from her eyes.
“Actually..” Minjeong continued, lifting herself off Jimin’s hips while her hand slid down to the base of Jimin’s dick that was leaking with precum. Thick, Long veins could be seen forming down the side of her cock, her tip twitching in anticipation.
“I told him two weeks ago I was going celibate.” She whispered as she sank herself down onto Jimin’s dick, a loopy half smile on her lips as Jimin watched in awe. “You're an angel.” Jimin whispered, a low moan escaping her as she bottomed out, her eyes refusing to leave Minjeong’s figure shuddering on top of her.
Minjeong was left breathless from having taken in every inch, her walls clamping and throbbing around Jimin's dick as if her life depended on it. “Unnie.. Please.” The blonde gasped, beginning to roll her hips “Rail the fuck outta me.”
Her words seemed to have an effect on the taller woman, whose dick twitched deep inside her core. The way Minjeong started rolling her hips had Jimin in a trance, grinding her hips upwards while she had her hands holding Minjeong’s hips.
“God you're so tight..” Jimin groaned, her attention momentarily shifted towards the phone that went off with another text message. Minjeong was a moaning mess on top of the dark haired woman, her hips bucking faster and faster to try and catch her high.
The way the walls of Minjeong’s cunt squeezed around her dick had Jimin going insane trying to not mark the younger girl. She wanted to leave bite marks all over her body and claim Minjeong as hers with how the blonde was working her hips.
Minjeong’s eyes snapped open at the sound of her phone ringing, Jimin freeing a hand from her hip and snatching the device next to her head. The blonde gulped seeing the way Jimin’s eyes darkened when she saw the caller id.
“Pick it up.” Jimin said, her voice low and commanding, turning the phone screen so that Minjeong could see it was her boyfriend calling. The blonde bit her lower lip as she contemplated what to do, her hips coming down to an almost complete stop as she grabbed the phone.
She didn't have much time left to think, and Jimin was looking at her with expectant eyes, and honestly it was hard to think straight when she had Jimin thrusting her cock deep into her core.
“H-Hello?” Minjeong quickly answered, trying to give her best glare to the woman under her. “Oh, Hi baby sorry i-” Jimin slammed Minjeong's hips down, meeting her halfway as she thrusted up for a rougher impact.
Minjeong almost paled, quickly covering her mouth with her free hand to hold back any noises from escaping her lips. “I uhm- I'm just feeling sick right now.” Her voice was strained and shaky with each thrust Jimin dealt, and she hoped to god the man couldn’t hear the lewd noises coming from their colliding bodies.
-Oh what's wrong, did you eat something bad babe?
“Uh- No! Well maybe actually yeah. I-I've been- y’know in the bathroom since I got back.”
-Awh, Are you okay? Do you wanna just stay in for tonight?
Jimin quietly started to sit up, leaning close to the other’s body while her arms wrapped around her waist.
“Baby I-”
She felt Jimin’s tongue swirl around her nipple, sucking lightly on the plump skin, dark eyes looking up at her.
“I-I do. But alone!”
-Alone?
“Yes alone.! I mm.. just don't feel well and would rather be alone.” Minjeong’s body must've been so heated that it melted her brain because she began to roll her hips again, a burning sensation in her core igniting rapidly.
-I'm already outside your apartment though?
Minjeong exhaled shakily, losing the patience to keep this conversation going, and losing the shame that kept her from moaning out loud.
“Just leave, please. I'll have someone else take care of me.” Minjeong replied, her tone biting as she heard nothing but silence on the other end before hanging up the phone, tossing the phone out of her hand.
The dark haired woman watched as the device dropped, a smug look on her face as Minjeong finally relaxed in her arms. “I can promise him I'll take care of you alright.” Jimin mused, earning a non threatening glare from the smaller woman.
“Mm you must really hate my boyfriend, unnie? Why is that?”
The blonde asked, sighing in content as she could finally roll her hips fully, finally letting out soft moans that she had been holding back. Jimin just scoffed at the question, laying back down on the bed, her hands landing on the other’s hips possessively.
“I don’t”
She replied, soft grunts escaping her lips as she matched up to the blonde’s rhythm, purposefully having their hips clash against each other for a harder impact. Minjeong knew she was lying but decided to drop the topic, having a conversation like this mid-fuck wasn't really the time or place.
The blonde didn't have the time to think about anything else as she soon found herself with her back on the bed, Jimin looming over her.
Minjeong didn't know why she suddenly felt so self conscious of herself, like suddenly out of all the things they've done, missionary felt so intimate and personal. Jimin starting off again with slow thrusts while she started leaving a trail of soft kisses up her neck wasn't helping the feeling either.
“Don't get used to it princess, I'm not gonna hold back.” The dark haired woman whispered against her ear, Minjeong whining softly underneath her.
Jimin spent the rest of her night making sure she had the smaller woman cursing to the heavens, and made sure as hell that Minjeong would forget about her boyfriend.
It never occurred to her that she would ever be jealous of anyone in her life, much less a man at that. But, Minjeong's stupid boyfriend has left her absolutely irritated that a man like him could be with Minjeong. He was like a fucking frog and she was like a swan for christ’s sake. Maybe the blonde really was doing some sort of charity by dating this man.
After spending the night at Minjeong's apartment, Jimin had left early in the morning so that she could get ready for her classes. She noticed that people were staring at her face a little more often than usual but she just shrugged it off, hastily making her way back to her own apartment.
The dark haired woman hopped in the shower immediately, reveling in the comfort of the warm water. It was only when she had put on her clothes and looked in the mirror to put on makeup is when she realized why people had been staring earlier.
Minjeong left her neck FULL of hickeys, dark ones at that.
Jimin's jaw dropped in disbelief at the sight of her neck, sure she had seen some hickeys on her chest and collarbones but thought that the oversized shirt was enough to cover them. But Minjeong had left them front and center of her neck where everyone could see them.
“I knew she liked my neck but what the hell am I gonna do about this… I'm so screwed.” She grumbled, poking at the marks, a very present pout on her lips as she eyed the dark splotches.
She has always kept her private life quiet and away from the eyes of others, to the public Jimin had been untouchable. And all of a sudden she would have to show up to school with a neck littered with hickeys. Though in a way, she was almost proud because she knew Minjeong marked her to this extent on purpose, maybe it was to teach her a lesson for the last time, or to embarrass her, Jimin honestly didn’t mind. She just was worried about what close friends might say about the marks though, It was hard to lie, especially to NingNing.
Jimin decided to wear a black turtleneck to cover up the majority of the marks, she attempted to use makeup to cover up the ones that peaked out, but they were very much still visible. Maybe she could pass it off as mosquito bites, That would work right?
Absolutely Nobody Believed Her.
The dark haired woman mulled around all day dodging questions about the marks on her skin, blaming them on a stupid mosquito family attacking her and promising others she had bites all over her body. She could tell most people took what she said at face value and called it a day, but there were others that looked at her either skeptical, or way more interested in who could be Jimin’s potential suitor. She didn’t need people asking about the people she was with.
Before Minjeong could even enter the door to the studio, she could hear a familiar loud voice screaming from within. An eyebrow raised as she opened the door and the volume at which NingNing’s voice could be heard almost tripled immediately. The blonde immediately covered one ear with her hand to try and muffle the voice.
“Unnie! You can't lie to me, I know damn well a mosquito didn't do this!”
The younger girl exclaimed, nearly toppling over the taller girl as she tried to grab at Jimin’s turtleneck to see more.
“See! Even the makeup is on your shirt!” NingNing said, her eyebrows furrowed forward as Jimin held both of her wrists, stopping her from grabbing the shirt. Jimin’s face was pink from both embarrassment but also from the strength she had to exert to hold the younger woman back. “It is not!” Jimin retorted, though her voice fell guilty to both Minjeong and NingNing’s ears.
The blonde stifled a laugh, biting her lower lip as she walked into the studio, her eyes wide in mock innocence as the two wrestling girls paused to look over at her. She wore a shit-eating grin on her lips as she waved a hand to greet the girls, loving how defeated the taller of three looked.
“What's going on?” She asked while walking up to the two girls, NingNing pushing herself off of Jimin, whose face had reddened exponentially.
“Do these look like big bites to you?!”
Ningning questioned, pointing to the taller girl while she finally sat down calmly. Jimin sighed heavily and attempted to cover up the rest of her neck with her hands, almost curling herself into a ball in the process.
Minjeong set her backpack down and walked up to the two girls, ignoring the glare Jimin shot her as she kneeled down to ‘inspect’. “Let me see, Unnie.” The blonde said, her tone entirely too sweet.
Jimin grimaced slightly, her expression deadpanning as she moved her hands away. “There was just an annoying mosquito that decided to suck my neck dry.” The dark haired woman grumbled, avoiding the teasing smile that Minjeong gave her and focused on NingNing, poking her tongue out.
“Yeah and the world is flat.” NingNing responded, crossing her arms with a dramatic sigh. “Mmm, It does look suspicious.” Minjeong said, standing back up, ignoring the betrayed look Jimin was giving her. “But Jimin has been talking about a bug in her house for days now, remember?”
Minjeong asked the question with all the confidence in the world, which shocked the youngest into confusion. “Oh right.. I guess so?” She mumbled, standing up and stretching her arms out, glancing at the tall girl on the floor.
“But seriously, putting on makeup makes it seem like a hickey.” NingNing reminded, shrugging her shoulders as she walked into the locker room to change.
“Wow. You're scary.”
Jimin said, visibly relaxed now that the youngest had stopped attacking her.
Minjeong just smiled slightly and shrugged her shoulders “What? Somebody had to help you.” She responded, reaching her hand out to help Jimin up.
“You just gaslit Ning into thinking I said there was a bug in my house.” The dark woman said as she took Minjeong’s hand and pulled herself up, sighing softly once she stood up straight. “I had been trying to convince her for at least twenty minutes.”
The blonde laughed softly and shook her head “Maybe that's ‘cos you're a bad liar.” Jimin rolled her eyes, feigning annoyance as she crossed her arms.
“You weren't too hot yourself, Miss Kim ‘My stomach reallyyy hurts’ Minjeong.” Jimin mocked, laughing at the blush that stained Minjeong’s cheeks.
The smaller woman huffed and punched Jimin’s shoulder playfully, her eyes focused on the way the other girl’s eyes lit up when she smiled. She never noticed the glint Jimin had in her eyes whenever she smiled at her until now, and being aware oddly made her heart flutter. Minjeong always knew Jimin was pretty, but was she always this pretty?
Jimin’s soft voice lulled her out of her trance, “Go and change with Ning, everyone else should be here soon.” The blonde blinked a few times before wordlessly nodding her head, clearing her throat as she waddled over to the locker room, gripping onto her duffle bag tightly.
Minjeong decided she had much to think about, her eyes scanning Jimin's form as she grabbed the locker room door handle. As she closed the door behind her she knew she would have to do something about her boyfriend, or Jimin. Sneaking around was fun- it was hot with Jimin but, the guilt she held whenever she was with her boyfriend was starting to become a burden. But if her and Jimin were only having temporary fun, was it really worth it for her to ruin her relationship? To mess up the image she knows so many people have had about her?