CHAELISA One-shots

Goodnight

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1 am. 2 am. 3 am.

Chaeyoung had seen every hour pass by that night, and also every minute, without a second of sleep. This was a common problem; she spent many nights tossing and turning while her mind couldn't stop racing and stressing out over almost everything. She suffered from a lot of stress, especially on nights like these, when she had an important exam the next day and could really use her rest.

But the longer it took her to fall asleep, the bigger the stress became, and the smaller were the chances of an unconcerned night's rest.

Somewhere around 2 am, the idea had first occurred to her. She knew that she couldn't do it, but that made her want it even more. Lisa's bedroom was right next to hers, in the student flat that they shared with some other friends. The idea of her best friend's proximity was almost unbearable, because Lisa was the only person in the world that could calm her down in a second. And the only person next to whom she could safely fall asleep on moments like these.

They'd slept together once before, on a very cold night in late December. It had started with late-night conversations over the phone, that consisted mainly of complaining about their cold feet,until Chaeyoung had brought up the idea of Lisa coming over to her room so that they could warm each other. Because she was gay, Lisa was used to straight girls shying away from any form of intimacy with her, so the way Chaeyoung tolerated all this cuddling had taken her by surprise. The truth was, Chaeyoung was in some way attracted to her lesbian best friend, and had enjoyed the closeness more than she should when she'd fallen asleep in Lisa's arms. That had been in the beginning of their friendship. Now, there were plenty of indications that Lisa was in love with her, and eventhough Chaeyoung took that as a huge compliment, she didn't want to hurt her friend by giving the wrong signals.

Yet she also needed Lisa so badly that it was driving her insane. At first, she'd tried to imagine what it would feel like if she would be holding her, hoping that would take away her restlessness.But the emptiness on the other side of the bed only made her feel colder.

Eventually, she decided to go to the toilet. Not because she had to go, but she knew that Lisa usually slept with her door open, so at least she could check if the brunette was asleep. What could be wrong with that?

Lisa was asleep. She was lying on her side, her arm next to her pillow and her lips slightly parted as she was breathing peacefully. Chaeyoung bit her lip at the sight. Lisa really was a beautiful girl, she'd noticed that many times before. It was actually a shame that she didn't have a girlfriend. She would be the most caring, angelic partner one could imagine, and Lisa herself also deserved someone who would make her happy. Someone who would buy her flowers, make her coffee in the morning, do her braids for her and listen to music with her through shared earbuds while lying on the couch together. Deep down Chaeyoung always wanted to do these small things for her, because they were close and she genuinely wanted to see her happy, but then again she didn't want to give her false hope.

As she was watching her friend sleep, Chaeyoung hadn't realized that she was leaning her head against the door frame and had wrapped her arms around her own body to stay warm. So when Lisa suddenly moved in her sleep, it scared her so badly that she rushed back to the corridor. In doing so, her arm accidentally hit the doorknob and made the door slide open further with a high-pitched creaking noise.

That was enough for Lisa to wake up. The brunette sat up straight in her bed, rubbing her eyes and looking around in mild alarm.

"Lis?" Chaeyoung slowly went back inside, this time holding the doorknob in her hand so that she certainly wouldn't make any more noises. "It's me, I'm sorry, I was going to the bathroom and I..." The words stuck in her throat while she was trying to make up a logic explanation. There was no reasonable way in which she could have hit the door if she were just passing by through the wide corridor.