Found my world in a small town | Winrina

Chapter 10- The Bonding Begins

A little while later, Jimin's friends came to pick her up. Jimin passionately kissed Jaemin before waving Minjeong goodbye and leaving her alone with Winter.

The silence in the house gave her time to reflect on the events of this morning and sort out her feelings. First of all, Jimin had apologized for her behavior. Secondly, Minjeong believed her. Maybe it was foolish of her to be so naïve and trusting but she thought that Jimin had seemed remorseful and truly sorry. And if she really thought about it, Jimin's last snarky remark had been over a week ago. That was not a long time in itself but maybe it was proof that she took some time to think about this. 

Also, Minjeong did not want to be the on to ruin this. If Jimin offered her a second chance and a new start, it would be stupid not to take that chance. If her host wanted to make peace, she was all in. For weeks, she had wished for them to live in peaceful coexistence and now Jimin was not only offering that to her but also apologized and said she wanted to be friends.

Still, for the whole month of January, she had insulted Minjeong whenever she had the chance and treated her like an intruder. And even though she had explained her actions, Minjeong could not forget that all these things happened. "Forgiven but never forgotten"; right?

But while she normally used to dread Jimin's return home, Minejong now found herself calmly awaiting it. She was interested in learning more about the blonde girl and talking to her. Jimin had been so open and honest with her this morning, Minjeong felt bad thinking about rejecting her. 

She shouldn't, she knew that. But she had always been a very forgiving person. Her dislike for fights and bad blood made her desperate for peace. So when someone apologized to her, she always accepted the apology and tried to fix things between them. Sometimes, this trait got the better of her and was the reason why she kept in touch with toxic people. But she had a good feeling about this. Besides, there was no way out of this, she would not be able to avoid Jimin even if she tried. It was probably best to at least give her this one chance.

The blonde girl returned earlier that day, already around two. Her cheeks were flushed from the cold and there was snow in her hair, melting into tiny droplets and she got out of her skiing clothes.

"I'm just going to take a quick shower if that's okay," she announced, "you can wait in my room."

Before Minjeong could give a response other than nod her head, Jimin had already disappeared. Minjeong slowly went up the stairs after her and opened the door to Jimin's room. Winter, who Jimin had carried upstairs and then left in her room, came wobbling to the door when she saw it open. she was a little less excited once she noticed it was not his owner who entered but nevertheless happy to see Minjeong. She petted the small dog carefully and then awkwardly looked around the room.

She had caught glimpses of the room every now and then but had never entered it. And most of the times when the door was open, it was because Jimin was entering or leaving the room at the same time as Minjeong — which was why Minjeong would usually drop her gaze and try not to stare.

The room was comfortable and screamed 'Jimin' in every way possible. From the choice of furniture, to the color scheme and the carefully picked out decorations, everything fit perfectly to the girl. And — Minjeong inhaled discreetly — it also smelled like her and the perfume she used.

Next to the door, the right side against the wall under the sloping roof, stood a big bed with lots of pillows and thick blankets. Next to that was a desk made out of light wood and a cozy white chair. On the left side of the door stood a shelf that almost touched the ceiling and was stuffed with all kinds of things. Books, jewelry and makeup, a camera and two open boxes full of printed photographs, a volleyball and dog toys and treats. On the left wall there was a built-in closet very similar to the one in Minjeong's room. Clothes spilled out of the right door, most of them being skiing clothes. There were polaroids all over the walls, most of them showing Jimin with her friends, Winter, the landscape outside or aesthetic shots like skis leaning against a wall. There was a small coffee table next to a huge armchair in front of the big glass doors (which led to a small balcony) and Minjeong chuckled when she saw that the chair was covered in clothes as well.