All I Needed x Michaeng

Part Five

It's early.

She's sure she hasn't slept nearly as many hours as she would have liked. She doesn't really feel like she's been asleep at all and she's not sure why she's awake now. She's glad she didn't drink much last night because she knows she could have felt way worse than she does. Her head feels a little fuzzy and her stomach is knotty with the need for food, but mostly she just feels really cold.

It's a little confusing because she was so warm when she fell asleep. She'd felt so soft and heavy with release. When she remembers why she felt those things, she also remembers where she is and realizes why she's cold. It's because the blankets aren't on them because they're smothering Mina's hand instead. They pile over her arm where it presses against Chaeyoung's back to keep her close. They must have gotten tangled up and discarded when Chaeyoung turned over in her sleep.

Mina shifts closer with her eyes closed and opens them when she suddenly feels Chaeyoung's breaths against her face. They're practically squashed together and Mina likes that Chaeyoung's arms aren't held protectively between their bodies like usual. Her arm falls limply around Mina's waist as her head tilts sleepily forward where it's not propped up by the fist that usually rests under her chin. The other arm folds across her stomach to clutch at the arm Mina has wrapped around her.

They're so close that it's easy for Mina to edge across the pillow and nudge her nose against Chaeyoung's. Chaeyoung barely stirs and lets out the softest, prettiest, sleepiest sigh. It causes a smile to break out across Mina's face and she bites her bottom lip to stop herself from giggling. The sound leaves Chaeyoung again when Mina leans back in and squashes their noses together. It's gentle and delicate and it's so fucking endearing. Mina untangles her hand from the blankets, lazily pulling them back over their bodies as a wave of protectiveness washes over her. She makes sure every bit of them is covered before she lets her hand disappear back underneath.

It's probably a little bold—and her touch is probably freezing—but she allows her hand to slip under Chaeyoung's t-shirt and stroke the skin beneath. Her fingers make gentle patterns up Chaeyoung's back and Mina knows the exact moment Chaeyoung wakes up.

Her breath hitches and her body stiffens for a long, confused moment. Her brow furrows before realization sets in and her entire being softens and sinks completely against Mina.

"Your hands are cold," she whispers, her eyes still closed.

Mina doesn't stop and lets her fingertips venture close to the waistband of Chaeyoung's underwear instead. "You stole all the blankets," she breathes back. "It woke me up."

Chaeyoung hums out another sleepy sigh except it rumbles happily in her throat. "Pretty sure that was the rain."

Mina tilts her head and looks up to the window above Chaeyoung's bed. Sure enough, the rain beats heavily against the glass and Mina doesn't know how she missed it.

When she turns back, she's surprised to find brown, sleepy eyes watching her.

They're so clear and pretty that it forces a gulp up her throat. She gets stuck staring into them for a long time before she thinks of something to say.

"Do you want your glasses?" she whispers.

Chaeyoung shakes her head. "I can see you," she whispers, curling the arm across her stomach up around the pillow. Mina tries not to jolt when soft fingers start playing with her hair. "How are you?"

Mina snorts. "I'm pretty sure I should be asking you that."

When Chaeyoung tucks her chin down and lets her face burn red, all Mina wants to do is kiss her cheeks until they stop. She pulls Chaeyoung impossibly closer, as if by instinct, and loves the way she instantly looks back up to let Mina look at her.