Winrina Drabbles

(7) Not So Drunken Confessions

"...I got you something in celebration of your successful debut, Minjeong-ssi!" His loud, annoying voice echoed down the hall.

Jimin couldn't help but roll her eyes, her foot tapping impatiently on the tiled floor. They were supposed to leave for their dorm ages ago, but were stopped due to the amount of people on the lower floor. It has since been cleared and now the only thing preventing from going home was NCT's Jaehyun...and whoever their manager was talking to on his phone.

"Oh, you didn't have to-" Minjeong tried to decline with a smile, at least it was what Jimin was seeing.

"Please, I insist." Jaehyun pushes a red, narrow box towards the blonde's hands.

Whatever he said next remained a mystery as he leaned down to whisper it in Minjeong's ear, who stepped back a second later and blushed. She actually blushed. She was blushing at something Jimin did not say.

The leader was livid, ready to walk over and take Minjeong back to her side, but a hand on her shoulder stops her.

"Easy there, Unnie," Aeri snickered while Ningning giggled by her side. "It's probably nothing."

Jimin huffs and looks back again at Minjeong. Her hand was itching to flick away Jaehyun's that was on Minjeong's bare shoulder, giving small squeezes.

"Okay, girls, time to go." Their manager announced, stuffing his phone into his pocket. "Turns out you have a free day tomorrow. Where's Minjeong?"

"I'll go-" Ningning offers, but Jimin was quick to stride over, eager to hear whatever poison Jaehyun was whispering to the younger girl.

"...if you're free, maybe you would like to go out and get some dinner? What do you say?" Jaehyun smiles, twirling his fingers on the blue tips of Minjeong's hair.

"Minjeong-ah, it's time to go." Her tone was clearly of displeasure, and Jimin hoped Jaehyun would get the signal.

Minjeong glances to her side in surprise, then bows lightly at Jaehyun. "I guess I'll see you next time, Oppa."

No, you won't.

"You've got my number," Jaehyun nods to Minjeong's phone, "text me."

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"You've got my number, text me." Jimin imitates in a whiny voice, to which her girlfriend laughs in response.

Laughing with ice cream in your mouth wasn't such a good idea and it had Minjeong coughing in an instant. Jimin quickly pushes a bottle of water to the younger girl's lips. They were currently at a 7/11 store enjoying a little ice cream date. They had ice cream back at the dorm, but Jimin wanted to have Minjeong to herself a little while.

"Thanks," Minjeong clears her throat and wipes the side of her mouth with her sleeve. "Aw, Unnie, wipe that scowl off your face. He's long gone."