TWINEMY (Hyunjin FF)

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~ Ryujin ~

I woke up feeling overheated. Upon opening my eyes, I saw the cause.

Yeji laying on my chest, he arm wrapped around my waist and leg over mine.

Last night, I insisted she slept in the bed and I slept downstairs on the couch, but her annoying and clingy drunk ass couldn't agree. She had climbed onto me the second my head hit the arm rest.

Nothing I did worked to make her leave, so I unhappily let her stay. Not that I didn't feel thrilled that the girl I love is cuddling me in her sleep. It's just this tiny detail that she broke my heart.

Deciding I don't feel like being nice, I slapped her arm hard to get her to wake up. She shot up, drool smeared at the corner of her lips.

"W-what?"

I rolled my eyes. "Can you fucking get off of me?"

"Oh." She scooted to the end where my feet were. I pulled them closer to me so we weren't touching.

"Why are we sleeping on the couch? Wait, why am I here?"

I grumbled. "'Cause you're a lightweight and couldn't leave me alone last night."

"Oh." She brought a hand up to scratch her neck. "Sorry."

"As if. What's your obsession with me? Weren't you telling me to leave you alone last year?"

She looked off to the side and ignored my accusation. "Do you mind if I use the bathroom? I'll be out of your hair right after."

Releasing a soft sigh, I nodded and extended my arm to motion tiredly. "Go crazy."

She made her way quickly, locking the door shut behind her.

Just then, my mom came down from upstairs. She gave me a confused look, glancing back up at my bed room door.

"Why are you sleeping on the couch?"

"Felt like it." I shrugged. One thing I am unfortunately aware of is how bad of a liar I am. No matter what I say or do, they're fully aware I'm bullshitting.

"Sure.. Well I'm gonna make breakfast. We have a bunch of leftover rice so you up for rice pudding?"

I nodded eagerly. The only bad thing was that Yeji would also get to experience my mom's godly rice pudding. I'd rather her be hungry and sad while watching us chow down.

My mom finally gave up on staring at me until I break and went into the kitchen. "I'll call for you when it's ready. Get dressed."

I yelled back in agreement and got up to knock on the locked door Yeji was behind. "You almost done?"

There was silence. I bit my lip in anger before getting the key on the top of the door frame. I unlocked it and cautiously opened it inwards.

Yeji was leaning against the bathtub with her eyes closed.

"Yeji, what the fuck?"

Her eyes blinked open and she realized she fell asleep in my bathroom. "Oh. Sorry."

She got back up and then furrowed her brows. "How'd you get in?"

"Key. I knocked but your dumb ass was too deep in dreamland to answer."

She nodded and then pointed to the toothbrushes. "Happen to have any extras?"

"You can brush when you get home. Just pee and leave."

"But how will I get home?"

"What do you mean?"

"I walked to the party 'cause it was close, but now I'm far from home. I can't walk that far. Especially looking like this."

"You always look that ugly, though."

She gave me an unimpressed glare. "Says the one who used to be in love with me."

Too early. No matter how long it's been, that won't ever stop hurting.

"Fuck you, Yeji." I turned around to go get my car keys. I guess I'd get to enjoy more time with her and drive her home :|

When I came back down, she followed me to the car silently.

"Sorry. I shouldn't have said that."

"You're the one who's still in love with me." I didn't even turn to look at her, only backing out of the driveway and down the street.

She went silent.

"Couldn't shut up about it at the party. You were balling your eyes out and everything."

She didn't respond. Would you look at that.

"Begging me to still love you."

"Can you stop?" I saw her picking at her nails in my peripheral vision.

"Why? Just telling you about the party. You were too drunk to remember."

"What'd you say back? When I begged you t— you know."

"Why do you wanna know?"

"Because I want you to still love me."

I swallowed harshly and slammed on the breaks. Probably should have checked if there was someone behind me, but whatever.

"You've got guts, you bitch. Get out and fucking walk."

Her eyes turned to me, wide as hell. "Please no. I.. I was just telling you."

I hummed stubbornly. "I don't want to hear it. You could have said that forever ago, but you didn't. You called me a 'clingy gay bitch'. Now look who's the clingy gay bitch."

She shook her head. "Please."

"No. You can get out."

She stayed in her seat.

"I will fucking shove you out if you don't move right now. I'm not kidding."

With a grimace, she slowly exited the passenger side, hesitating to close the door behind her.

"Close it."

"I love you, Ryujin."

"If you don't close my goddamn—" She closed it and began walking forward, looking hilariously dejected.

At this point, I wasn't even in the mood to make fun of her in my head. I was just pissed. I sped off, turning the car back around to my house.