𝙊𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙅𝙪𝙞𝙘𝙚🍊⇢ 𝙢𝙞𝙝𝙮𝙪𝙣 / 𝙙𝙖𝙝𝙢𝙞 [𝙀𝙣𝙜. 𝙫𝙚𝙧.]

Are we cool?

Dahyun saw a certain scene that she wished she hadn't seen.

At first, she thought it was only the alcohol in her system or the contact lenses that were tiring her eyes, but then the others noticed it too.

She could've expect anything that night. Anything but... Jihyo and Sana?

How? When? Why they where sharing a fiery kiss in that corner?

—No...way. —Chaeyoung's jaw almost touched the ground, Momo eventually covered the youngers eyes as if they were witnessing a crime. Something illegal.

The pale skinned girl took her eyes back to her cocktail. She wanted to scream.

She didn't know how to feel. Mostly due to the fact that two of her friends were in front of hundreds of people eating each other's faces and the other small part was that, she had remembered another kiss.

Another friend.

She had remembered Mina.

Dahyun was not the one to judge Jihyo and Sana. If they wanted to, that pair could destroy the group's image that night, but she wouldn't say anything as long as she thought of Mina.

—Is that allowed? —Momo said with a laugh, drawing her attention again.

Her eyes went to that corner, only to see how Jihyo put her hands under Sana's dress.

—Oh my god! Chae, come with me. Let's stop them. —Nayeon got up quickly and took the youngest by the wrist. Chaeyoung almost made a mess with her beer – which danced for a few milliseconds before the bottom of the bottle settled on the table again.

Momo just laughed as if she had been told the funniest joke ever.

She was obviously drunk.

—Hey... are you okay? —Dahyun yelled, the girl on the other side of the table just raised her gaze and fixed her eyes on her for a long time.

Her almond-shaped eyes were more slanted than usual.

She was so fucking drunk.

—Uh, yeah. Yes, I'm OK. I feel very, very, very good. —Momo gave her a small smile, her cheeks lifted and her eyes closed even more. —Don't I look good?

The flirtatious tone in her words and her foot crawling up between her legs under the table sent chills up her spine.

—Stop it.

—Chill Dahyun, i'm just playing.

The younger let out a nasal laugh. She knew her game. And she also knew Sana's. Jihyo was probably also playing with Sana a few moments ago, and she didn't want to know how the whole thing ended.

She cleared her throat.

—Whatever. —Dahyun took the cherry from her drink and put it in her mouth. Her teeth were encased in the stem and she pulled it out of the body of the fruit. —Are you sure you're okay? We can go if you want.

Momo gave another laugh, her fingers tapping the table.

—What is so funny?

—Forget about that and tell me if you're okay.

—Me?

—You've been distracted all day. —Momo ran her hand over the table and took Dahyun's hand. —What is it? Is it the concert? Some boy? Is that time of the month?

—What? No, no. None of that. —Dahyun shook her head. She brought the cherry stalk back to her mouth. —I-... i don't-

Her words were interrupted by Nayeon, who seated Jihyo and Sana facing each other at the table they all shared. Chaeyoung followed her from behind while choking on her own laugh.