“You’re here again,” Seoyeon tells as she keeps her face covered with Jiwon’s pink blankets, her girlfriend letting in a blonde haired girl inside their shared room in the dorm building. “let me guess, Chaeyoung didn’t come home again?”
“How did you even know it was me?” Nagyung asks her same aged friend as she takes the place on Jiwon’s study chair, the aforementioned girl going back under the blankets with her girlfriend, cuddling with her panda.
A smirk makes its way on Seoyeon’s covered face. “I smelled Chaeyoung’s perfume when Megan opened the door, but she didn’t scream so I knew it was you. Megan always screams as a welcome greeting when it comes to Hayoung unnie or Chaeyoung. It’s a weird thing that they have going on between the three of them.”
Nagyung only chuckles as she watches Jiwon tease Seoyeon about knowing way too much things about her, the younger answering that it’s only natural since she’s her girlfriend and that she loves her.
That made the squirrel thinks about the most mentioned yet absent girl in the room. Chaeyoung knows her. Just like how Seoyeon knows Jiwon. She knows how Nagyung prefers eating green tea ice cream above anything else. She knows how insecure Nagyung gets when her roots become black once again (explains why Chaeyoung always has a beret or a hat inside her bag when they go to school). Chaeyoung knows her more than she actually knows herself that somehow amazes and scares the blonde girl. Because she doesn’t know what it meant, and she doesn’t know if she’s even supposed to put meaning into everything.
She knows things about her just like how Seoyeon knows things about Jiwon. But the thing is, they’re different because, she’s definitely not her girlfriend (like how Jiwon is to Seoyeon) nor is she in love with her. She…just knows Nagyung.
More than Nagyung knows herself.
Much to the girl’s chagrin.
“I’m tired of pining over her.”
Jiwon peeps out of the blanket with a curious look, moving a lot to get herself to sit up, earning her a groan from Seoyeon. “Who are we talking about?”
“Wait,” Weirded out by Jiwon’s question, Seoyeon peeps out of the blanket as well but stays lying. “are you pining on anyone else other than Chaeyoung?”
Nakko shakes her head.
“She’s pining over Chaeyoung?” Jiwon turns to Seoyeon.
“Surprise? You’re the last one to know.” Seoyeon chuckles. “Before Chaeyoung, of couse.”
“No, I just thought that you were already together.” Jiwon says as she turns towards Nagyung who’s been listening to the couple the whole time. “You know, with all the super close faces and hand holding and stuff.”
“Babe, friends hold hands.”
“But not the way couples do. Couples…have a different way of holding hands, you know. And when you see it, you just go ‘ah, that’s a couple right there’.”
“How do couples hold hands, unnie?” Nagyung asks because she can’t and doesn’t understand what Jiwon was trying to say.
“Couples hold hands like this,” Jiwon interlocks her fingers with Seoyeon and raises it up the blanket for Nakyung to see. “like they’re holding onto something so special.” Jiwon stares at her and Seoyeon’s intertwined hands. “Like they’re holding the most fragile thing in the world so they go so gently but at the same time they’re holding it with such tightness as if they let it go, it would slip away forever.”
