Winrina Drabbles

(10) Kiss It Better

The first strike was probably a ridiculous one.

"Honestly, Unnie," Minjeong mutters, pressing the icepack gently on Jimin's forehead.

"It was dark!" Jimin exclaims in defense. "Plus, that power outage incident with Ningning still scares me to this day!"

Minjeong scowls as she pulled the icepack back to see the red patch of skin slowly turning into a noticeable dark purple. She can hear Jimin hissing in pain and feels her hands tightening their hold on her waist. The way Jimin somehow finds herself with a new cut or bruise every other day never surprises her anymore, but it doesn't scare her any less.

"Are you sure you're okay? You're not dizzy anymore?"

"I'm fine now. It just hurts a lot." Jimin groans at the dull ache that seemed to be hammering down on her forehead. "At least we know the bunk beds are sturdy enough."

It was currently three in the morning, definitely way too early for any of them to be awake, but here they were, in their little kitchen, tending to the bruise that Jimin had given to herself. Minjeong could still recall when she woke up, which was only a few minutes ago, to something colliding against the bunkbed's frame with a loud thud. She quickly slides off the bed to turn the lights on and sees Jimin on the floor while clutching her head.

"What were you doing up, anyway?" Minjeong's tone was a mix of irritation and worry; Jimin couldn't tell.

"I was thirsty, so I got up to get some water," Jimin explained, then points over to the dark living room. "Then I swear I saw something move there!"

Minjeong gives her a blank look. "Really?"

"I got scared, okay? Again, I still get flashes of Ningning looking like a ghost." Jimin shudders lightly and shakes her head, then winces at the pain. "I hurried back to bed, and I guess I underestimated how low I need to duck."

Jimin could only smile sheepishly at her girlfriend, who sighs in response.

"This is why we shouldn't let you have any sweets before bed. Your imagination is all over the place."

"It wasn't my imagination!"

"Alright, but as you can see," Minjeong motions to the space around them. "There is nobody else here but us. Come on now, let's go back to sleep."

She pulls back the icepack once more, and sure enough, the dark bruise was there. Jimin was going to have a rough time trying to explain that to their makeup artists in the morning. A wave of sleepiness washes up to her, so she puts the icepack back in the freezer and leads the older girl back inside their room.

Minjeong waits for Jimin to get into bed first before shutting off the lights. She slips into Jimin's bed a few seconds later, making sure to feel for the bed frame first before doing so. Jimin immediately pulls her close, burying her face into her neck. Though Minjeong was sleepy enough, she didn't want to drift off knowing that her girlfriend was still awake and in pain.