Only when we're high (Ryeji)

Chapter 12

[A/N: Sorry for the long break I took. I'm finally back though so enjoy the next 30 minutes of your life]

[Yeji's POV]

I was pleasantly surprised with how the Zach Sang interview go. At first, I was still worried about everything and was constantly pulling my beanie down hoping my red hair won't make a surprising appearance. I also made a big effort to try to understand Zach's questions. I wasn't talking as much and I honestly had so much to say.

The whole creative process is what I loved the most. Yes, it was very limited but we still could do some things. Like Chae and I helped the girls with the new choreo, Lia was giving us suggestions about how we should sing some parts of the song. Yuna had some say in the outfits for stage and Ryujin was constantly coming up with ideas for better promotion.

Yep, not only we couldn't control so much of the process, only here and there, but also out management theme sucked. I'm sorry to say it but so many people in our division do not know how to promote a group well.

Coming back to the interview though I was feeling bumped that I couldn't speak English well enough to express myself better.

But then came Zach who has to be my favourite interviewer ever. He made us all, and especially me, super comfortable. He asked me questions with easier words and also waited for Lia or Ryujin to translate for me. He was very patient with my stuttering which I appreciated very much.

And speaking of Ryujin, she was seated at the back with me. And I guess she wasn't afraid of the cameras in front of us because she held my hand throughout the whole time. Caressing it from time to time when she felt my nervousness.

I don't know what's gotten into her because she's more cuddly with me.

The past few days I haven't been able to sleep so I was pacing around the dorm. I always saw her on the couch playing her video games. And how could I not go to her and cuddle? I've found comfort in her smoothening my hair or caressing my figure.

She's never been the type to love hugs. I barely remember us hugging like that before...

Well, before acted on my teenage-like hormones and fucked her senses out like I'm about to do now.

We were on our private jet, headed to New York. The girls and I had been talking for a long time before the three of them passed out and it was only Ryujin and I left. And trust me, her in that outfit kept me wide awake.

She wearing tight black jeans and a pretty revealing top that I couldn't wait to rip. I didn't know what I was doing. All day I've been worried about what JYP would do to me, what I'd do if he kicked me out, and stuff like that.

And now. Having Ryujin right in front of me completely erased all my worries. I only thought about tasting her cherry chapstick till it was gone and how good I can make her feel if-

"Yeji, are you listening?"

I averted my gaze from her full lips to her brown orbs and nodded while biting my bottom lip.

"As I've been saying" Ryujin continued in a low voice so as to not wake the girls up. Wait, they were still here I totally forgot.

Shaking my head I looked at Ryujin again. Another mistake.

"I think it's not a good idea to bleach your hair again."

"Mhmm" I hummed still enchanted by her.

How can she not even do anything and still had me in that condition? Desperate.

"I feel like it's best to leave it like that. What if your hair falls out?" I could hear the worry in her voice. Maybe I should do something about it. I smirked. "We should just face the management and hope for the best"