Hyunjin walked out of the bathroom wearing her favorite pajamas: a plain white cotton t-shirt and boxers with orange cats on them. As soon as she had laid eyes on them that fateful day at the department store, she knew she had to have them.
Jinsol, with the same spirit, bought blue betta fish boxers and pajamas with lemons on them. They both had a good giggle fit about how stupid they were but deep down they both knew they were unashamedly in love with their purchases.
Who cares if these boxers are for men, she had thought as she paid for them, they'll look way better on me anyway. Snapping back to reality, Heejin clad in a baggy shirt and loose grey sweatpants, was already in their Hyunjin's twin bed complaining that she wanted to sleep already.
When she saw Hyunjin's boxers, she stifled a laugh. "Cute, Hyun. Bet they'd look cuter on the floor."
Hyunjin scoffed, rolling her eyes, and pretended to inspect her eyebrows in the mirror facing away, You have no idea, Heejin.
Heejin claimed she was "cold" although it was only the beginning of fall. There was also the little fact that she had been sleeping in Hyunjin's bed for almost a year now, rain or shine, always exclaiming about being cold.
Still, this routine was comfortable and familiar to Hyunjin as Heejin's cuddles were at night. They were aware that the rest o loonathedorm probably knew about their sleeping arrangements, but they all assumed it was just platonic like Jungeun and Jiwoo.
There was just no way that Jiwoo was actually into Jungeun like that. Jiwoo might be the gayest Little Miss Sunshine to ever exist but they're Literal childhood best friends and Jiwoo is a notoriously affectionate and cuddly person.
Plus, they weren't the only members to sleep together. Hyunjin once snuck a glance at Chaewon's room through the crack in the door and thought she saw a mess of dark hair. If she had to bet, it would be between Yerim or Hyejoo (but Hyunjin would bet on Hyejoo just a little more). It's been years since Chaewon had dark hair, and years since she's had a healthy scalp, Hyunjin sniggered in her head.
Hyunjin settled into bed facing the older girl. She could see her outline, fuzzy in the darkness, but still familiar and gorgeous and surreal all at once. She thought after the first few months that she would get used to seeing this goddess in her bed, but her racing heart never quite agreed with that. The first two members were inches apart, staring at each other in comfortable silence.
"I'm cold," Heejin pouted.
"Of course you are. Come here then, you big baby."
She immediately accepted the invitation and grabbed Hyunjin. The younger one put her arms around her elder and the elder responded by intertwining her legs around knee-high socks.
Heejin, the poor thing, was shivering into Hyunjin's shoulder. Soothingly, the cat incarnate rubbed her hand up and down the back of her shirt in an attempt to warm her up further.
Is this what heaven is supposed to feel like? Heaven must be kinda gay for that, and Hyunjin had to stop herself from laughing at her own stupid monologue.
After a while, Hyunjin thought she had fallen asleep but then Heejin pulled away to see her face. Hyunjin thought she looked the most innocent with her adorable, sleepy puppy eyes, which is why she was absolutely not expecting what happened next.
"Is there something you want?" Hyunjin hummed.
"I don't know," she shrugged and stole a slow and deliberate glance at the girl's lips.
Hyunjin's heart was already racing at a million miles per hour but that glance stopped it right then and there in its tracks, with the brakes squealing and everything. It took every ounce of control she had to not vibrate in excitement or panic. She was Kim Hyunjin, the cool and composed oddball.
