Winrina Drabbles

(17) Need You

The room was quiet, a rare occurrence for a small dorm full of young girls who never seem to run out of energy. The first signs of sunlight fought to get into the living room, slipping in from the blinds the youngest member had forgotten to close properly the night prior. In a few minutes, the full flare of the morning would come flashing through, yet the pair on the couch refused to move to close it, wanting to savor more of the moment they were in.

It was currently six in the morning, way too early for one girl to be awake, but she did anyway when she finds the empty space beside her. Wrapping the baby blue blanket around herself, she waddles out of the shared bedroom, rubbing her eyes that searched for the leader. She finds Jimin sitting on the couch, leaning on one side with her phone in her hand. Minjeong makes her way towards her and drops herself on Jimin's lap, quickly snuggling face into the slender neck. They stay like that for a while; then a hand reaches to comb down the tousled blonde locks.

"You're up early."

"I didn't want to," Minjeong quietly whined. "But you weren't there anymore."

"If someone hadn't moved around so much, I'd still be in bed."

"Sorry," A chaste kiss is planted on Jimin's jaw. "Can we go back now?"

"Hmm, I'm still watching," The leader says, eyes never leaving the screen of her phone that played a rerun of Amazing Saturday. "If we go back, it might wake the others."

Minjeong lets out a huff and doesn't move either, peeking at whatever she could see of their senior label mate who looked adorable with the Minnie Mouse headband. When the episode ends, she expects Jimin to get up, but her finger only presses on another video. Her whines are muffled into the exposed skin, making Jimin pull away slightly with a chuckle.

"One more episode, Mindeongie," She promises.

It elicits a grumble and more whines, so Jimin brings her hand from Minjeong's hair to her shoulders to rub on, hoping to silence her girlfriend. It works after a few seconds, Minjeong goes back to letting her soft breaths tickle the leader's neck, but she starts to become antsy on her lap. By now, Jimin should've given her a morning kiss, cuddling, all the things they usually did in the mornings. Apparently, watching seven grown men in a classroom was worth more of Jimin's attention at the moment, and Minjeong didn't like that.

Without giving a second thought, her teeth sink on the skin for a soft bite, making Jimin yelp and drop the phone to the side. Minjeong sits up and pouts when Jimin finally spares her a glance, looking at her expectedly. Jimin sighs before breaking into a smile, adjusting the younger girl on her lap before taking hold of Minjeong's face. Noticeably wet kisses pepper all everywhere except the pouting lips, and Minjeong struggles to lean away, but Jimin doesn't let her.

"Unnie," Minjeong whined. "You're gross!"

"I thought you wanted my kisses?" Jimin asks, giving one more wet one on the tip of Minjeong's nose. "You're free to go if you won't want anymore."

"You know why I'm not leaving yet."

This girl, Jimin thought, shaking her head and gives into her girlfriend's silent demand. She leans up to plant a lingering kiss and feels the pout shift into a satisfied smile. When it was over, the hands on Minjeong's face falls, but the younger girl is swift to take them to wrap around her waist.

"You've been so clingy these days."

"I have not."

"Yes, you have," Jimin tightens her hold on the human burrito. "Like a little lost puppy."