Moving On With You, Jinjoo

33: My Love

Soft quilts and the entangling of legs. It all seemed like the perfect situation for a winter morning, seeking warmth from the other. But not quite when the warmth seemed to come from something rigid, yet so comfortable. A place where rolling seemed endless.

A silent thud greeted the room, followed by a soft groan from the girl who was on the heated floor with the blanket wrapped around her. Yujin hisses, hand going to her forehead, fingers rubbing the area she hit.

Her eyes squinted, realising the bed leg was now her newfound enemy. She looked around, processing where she was and sitting up slowly. Turning to the bed, she saw Minju curled up in the corner, not knowing how she threw herself off the bed.

Yujin stood carefully, going back to the bed, worried the brunette might be cold. She herself was way too warm. She needed anything cold. She needed Minju.

Lying back on the bed, she slipped her arms around Minju's body. Nestling her face into the curve of Minju's neck, she sensed a faint whimper, feeling the older girl's chilly hands clutching hers. As she slipped her hand beneath Minju's shirt, fingertips tracing her waist, she drew the elder closer, finding the comfort that wasn't with her the entire night.

Yujin's ears were greeted with a sigh of relief as she held onto the girl comfortably, bodies fitting like pieces of a puzzle, sizzling in each other's presence. Minju shifted slightly, settling onto her back, sensing Yujin's hand gliding up her form, skimming over her chest and finally settling to cradle her neck.

Yujin pulled her closer, her thumb caressing Minju's jaw, the latter reciprocating by resting her arm over the younger girl's, fingers delicately brushing against the heated skin. "Why are you so warm?" She wondered, absorbing the latter's comforting heat.

"So you won't feel cold," Yujin murmured, her forehead nestled against Minju's shoulder.

The older girl gently turned, her hand grazing the side of Yujin's neck, meeting her gaze as the younger one opened her eyes.  Yujin held onto her ice-cold hand, making her cup her cheek so she could take as much warmth as she wanted.

Concern etched Minju's features as she sat up slightly. "Do you have a fever?"

When Yujin saw her putting her hand on her forehead to compare their temperatures, the corner of her lips curled upwards as she tugged on Minju's shirt, asking her to lie back down.

Yujin's arms crawled around her waist, hands slipping under the brunette's shirt as her fingers lightly rubbed her lower back. "How did you not realise I was gone the whole night?"

Minju's touch grazed a red spot near Yujin's temple. "What's this?" she inquired softly, prompting a slight twitch from the younger girl.

"I'm fine," the younger assured. "It's normal when you sleep on the floor."

Minju's eyebrows furrowed. "You slept on the floor?"

Yujin playfully narrowed her eyes. "Not sure how I got there but that's where I woke up," she said. "The heat's from the floor. Not me. I'm fine." She resumed hugging Minju. "Good morning." Her voice muffles in the cave of the brunette's shoulder.

Minju enveloped Yujin's head in her arms, a leg draping over the younger girl's body. "Good morning," she whispered into the younger girl's ear, giving a kiss on the top of her head, an affectionate kiss that influenced a soft smile on Yujin's lips.

The younger girl melted into Minju's embrace, her hand trailing down Minju's back. "What are we doing today?"

With her fingers tenderly stroking the back of Yujin's head, Minju hummed softly.  "It's Kimchi day," she said. "But Halmi only starts making them late afternoon."