Talking to the moon

Chapter 17

Of all the things Yunjin could have expected to see when she walked out of the hospital with a note to return to work and a new schedule for therapy, Kim Chaewon aggressively rapping along to Super Bass by Nikki Minaj was not anywhere on that list. She just stood there for a minute, taking in the sight, Chaewon still dressed in her blue and white striped dress shirt and circular glasses rapping along in English. A complete dork. She knocked on the window, startling the lawyer, who in turn whipped around turning a shade of bright pink. Yunjin laughed, going around the car before taking her own seat in the passenger. "Didn't take you as a barb."

"There's a lot you don't know about me Huh," Chaewon shot back, starting the car and pulled out of the parking lot, "How did it go?"

"I can go back to work next week, I got them to push the date back a bit because I thought it might be good if I take a small vacation."

"That's good." Chaewon hummed, "And therapy?"

"I made appointments twice a week for the next month."

"I'm proud of you." Chaewon smiled, pulling into their, stop, Yunjin's apartment parking lot. Yunjin grabbed Chaewon's briefcase she carried around to and from work, and Chaewon grabbed Yunjin's free hand as they made their way into the apartment. Grumpy greeted them as they shed their layers and stepped in, sighing at finally being home. "Do you want noodles or fish for dinner?"

"Noodles."

"Good, me too." Chaewon giggled, making her way to the kitchen. This has been their new routine, they would get home around the same time and Chaewon would make dinner while Yunjin "helped". Chaewon got out her ingredients, starting to move around as Yunjin sat on the counter and occasionally stole something to eat.

"How was your day?" Yunjin asked half a pepper in her mouth.

"It was good, I just worked on a few cases," Chaewon responded, chopping up green onions before throwing them into the broth she created. She set down the knife and made her way to Yunjin, standing between her legs as the younger wrapped her arms around her shoulder. "I was thinking about you all day."

"Yeah?" Yunjin hummed, leaning in.

"Mhmm," Chaewon leaned up to capture her lips onto her own, giggling internally when she felt Yunjin reciprocate enthusiastically. Yunjin was pulling her in closer, running her hands through the back of Chaewon's hair as Chaewon started to slide a hand up the detective's shirt, leaving a trail of goosebumps in her wake. The noodle be damned, Yunjin was taking off her shirt, Chaewon's quickly following as a gentle battle of dominance started. Yunjin won, like usual. The detective was leaving a trail of bites down Chaewon's neck, gently sucking at that space under Chaewon's ear that the lawyer loved. Chaewon's hands always had to be busy, trailing up to grasp Yunjin's chest.

They didn't hear the first few knocks on the door.

"Fuck, you're so hot." Yunjin groaned, sending straight heat to Chaewon's core. Her hand was trailing up her thigh, getting closer to the hem of the lawyers's pants.

Knock Knock Knock

They definitely heard that one. A mad scramble to throw on their previously discarded shirts ensued, before Yunjin made her way to her door, checking through though the peephole, frowning when she saw nothing, "Babe, there's no one-"

Knock Knock Knock

The couple looked at each other, now in a mild panic. Chaewon was a bit more dramatic than her partner, "It's a ghost!"

"I don't think that," Yunjin spoke as she moved to open the door, being met with nothing. Until she looked down. A teary-eyed Eunchae staring back at her, who immediately ran into her legs, clinging on and sobbing. She was shaking, gripping tiny fingers into her thigh so tightly it almost hurt. The detective sent a look to Chaewon before squatting down just to have Eunchae grip just as tightly onto her shoulders, tucking her face into Yunjin's neck. "Eunchae?"