Twice Oneshots

minayeon - bubble baths and butterflies

A/N: unedited and real short but ik ur soft for minayeon 

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"We're close enough to take showers together." Jeongyeon admitted to their concert crowd.

"We can take showers all together." Jihyo looked up in thought. "I think i've taken a shower with...everyone here." Jihyo smiled sheepishly yet proudly at the audience's reaction.

"We can do it but, but like, do we really want to." Nayeon laughed out.

As soon as the topic changed and the other members were occupied by talking, Nayeon stole a glance at Mina.

She couldn't help the blush that crept up to her face, thankfully no one could notice. However she didn't miss the small frown Mina had as the younger looked down. She looked distraught. That was new and Nayeon needed to find out what was up.

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Mina knocked on Nayeon's hotel room door. A moment later, the door swung open with a small creak.

The squeal of the hinges was light, but it broke the silence like gunshots down the seemingly endless empty hallway.

Upon seeing Mina at the door, Nayeon already knew what she was going to ask. But the knock itself was almost a question. A very familiar one in fact. Nayeon seemed to know who was behind the door and what their intentions were.

Mina was met with Nayeon, the girl's face still decorated in sparkly makeup from their concert.

"Gonna wash up?" Mina didn't have to ask, but she did anyways. Once again, Nayeon knew.

The older girl nodded and widened the door for Mina to enter. Once she was inside, Nayeon poked her head out into the hallway to make sure no one saw them.

Not that they were doing anything suspicious or weird, but Nayeon wasn't really in the mood for her members' teasing right now.

As soon as Nayeon shut the door Mina wrapped her into a warm hug.

Her hands naturally snaked around Nayeon's waist, so naturally that it was almost like they were meant to belong there.

Mina buried her face into Nayeon's neck, smelling the scent of her sweet, residual perfume. The scent that she got so used to being wrapped around. The scent that was practically comfort itself.

Nayeon's hands cradled Mina's body. She held her so delicately, almost as if she was a baby or an intricate tea cup that could easily chip.

But then again, Mina was.

Mina was the gorgeous lace on a silky, white dress. Mina was a red rose, so fragile that a mere gust of wind threatened to unravel its glory into a stream of broken petals. She was the dainty dew drops on the grass in the morning and she was an elegant black swan sitting on a still lake and a fine pearl necklace, one strung together by mermaids diving for the sacred gems. She was everything and anything Nayeon wanted her to be and everything and anything Nayeon needed her to be.

Nayeon often believed that the younger girl was synonymous to the word captivating itself. But then again...well Mina was.

Nayeon kissed the top of Mina's head. She smelt the shampoo that she got so used to being around.

The movement didn't do anything to stir Mina out of her trance though. She was zoned out, lost in her own maze of thoughts unbeknownst to Nayeon.

Mina remembered Nayeon's words from their concert. Their concert that had ended just barely an hour ago.