Catch Me (Purinz/Chaewon x Yunjin)

February: Part Four

Two days had passed, and yet, no word from Bangchan. No word from his family, no word from his lawyers, nothing.

But of course, that seemed to fade in the background once the school caught wind of Chaewon's apparent beatdown of him.

Like vultures, they preyed upon and picked at the issue until it was a long dead carrion.

The whispers followed Chaewon, Yunjin, and Eunchae, everywhere they went.

Yunjin and Chaewon were walking to Jennie's office for Yunjin's post practice treatment, making sure she wouldn't tense up and strain anything before the big playoff game, just days away.

"Mom?" Chaewon called, Yunjin tagging along behind her, still fully in uniform, hair pulled up in a messy bun.

"Hm. I guess she's out on the soccer field or something." Chaewon shrugged, frowning as she laced her hand with Yunjin's, pulling her into the office.

"We can wait." Yunjin shrugged.

"No, I don't think she'd want you tensing up without your cooldown stretches. Plus, she wants to ice your knee." Chaewon tsked, pushing Yunjin onto the examination bench, coming around to gently rub her shoulders, rolling her eyes when she realized just how much padding was in the way.

Yunjin cocked a brow when Chaewon's deft fingers freed her scrimmage jersey from where it was properly tucked in at her waistband, snaking her fingers under it.

"Chaewon." Yunjin drew in a breath.

"Why do you wear so much padding?" Chaewon groaned.

Yunjin smirked. "I'm impenetrable."

"You're telling me." Chaewon groaned, shaking her head. "Whatever. Just do your damn stretches so I can get the ice. I hate being in here. I feel like my mom is watching us."

Yunjin chuckled, shaking her head. She began following Jennie's prescribed routine as she watched Chaewon with no small amount of adoration.

Chaewon, on the other hand, was trying rather desperately not to stare at the perfection that was her girlfriend. She fumbled around the freezer for Yunjin's ice-pack. She smirked fondly when she remembered Yunjin buying one and branding it with her name and a sharpie, muttering, " If it's going to touch sweaty skin, it should only be mine."

She was dating an absolute spoiled gay princess.

"I have your custom ice pack." Chaewon waved it teasingly, standing by the door. "Can we apply it outside?"

"Fine." Yunjin agreed, a smile twitching on her plump lips.

"Sit." Chaewon commanded, motioning to the nearby bench.

Yunjin, ever obedient to Chaewon, sat on the bench with a huff, watching Chaewon kneel before her. "Here?" She cocked a brow and smirked.

"Ha ha, hilarious." Chaewon rolled her eyes, but smiled as she rolled Yunjin's tights up, revealing her knee. She leaned down and kissed it softly, murmuring, "It's gonna be cold." She then took the ice pack and pressed it above the sore cap, resting her head on Yunjin's thigh.

"Thank you, Chaewon." Yunjin murmured, stroking her hair. "You can come and sit up here." She shifted so that Chaewon could sit beside her, resting her leg on Chaewon's lap as Chaewon continued to apply the pressure.

"You nervous for the game?" Chaewon asked curiously, eyes meeting Yunjin's gaze.

"Me?" Yunjin scoffed. "Does the Commander get nervous?"

"That shit doesn't work on me anymore." Chaewon smirked.

"Shit? What shit?" Yunjin acted incredulous.