Jeongyeon, a girl full of a thousand problems, finally meets her soulmate. But confessing won't be so easy, especially since it's her straight best friend; and then... Jeongyeon can't distinguish love from friendship. She just wished that her feelin...
Jeongyeon opened her eyes and found Nayeon in yet another uncomfortable position. Whenever they slept together, Nayeon had a habit of taking up a good portion of the bed. This morning she had opted for one leg on Jeongyeon's hip, her head on her chest, and one hand on her stomach. It didn't bother Jeongyeon, it happened that she too found herself almost on the verge of sleeping on her friend's part of the bed, but then woke up and immediately went back on her pillow. She tried not to wake Nayeon as she reached for the phone on her bedside table. She only had a text from Ryujin asking when she would be back. As much as Jeongyeon would have gladly spent the whole day with the Ims, she had to eat, since she hadn't done it for twenty-four hours, and having lunch with other people wasn't part of her plans, she couldn't do it. Nayeon stirred and made a small sound with her mouth, a sign that she was waking up. However, she rested better on Jeongyeon's breast, placing a hand on one of her two breasts. The brunette closed her eyes trying to stay calm: it was always the same story. Maybe she had also been single for too long. She wished she could understand herself. Even though she was supposed to take the bus, she decided to stay in that position and enjoy that moment. Why would she enjoy that moment if it wasn't actually a crush? But Jeongyeon didn't think about it, perhaps she had become so convinced of her love dependence that she couldn't think of being able to love. And she certainly never thought she could be loved.
About half an hour later, Nayeon sat up and looked at her friend.
-You're awake.- Jeongyeon stated, sitting up too. -I have to wash, get dressed and go get the bus.
-Why don't you stay?
-Maybe I'll see you tomorrow.
-Mh... Okay.
Jeongyeon stood up and Nayeon watched her walk towards the bathroom. How much she hated herself, how much she wanted to take her, pull her towards her, kiss her, hold her, protect her; but she was sure that the best way to protect her was to remain her trustworthy friend forever. She was the only one with whom Jeongyeon could feel almost totally herself and Nayeon couldn't be so selfish as to decide that she wanted to take away the only person with whom Jeongyeon felt good.
The brunette came out of the bathroom already washed and dressed- she brushed her teeth with her finger, even though it was very disgusting and washed her hand three times- and she smiled at her friend.
-So see you tomorrow?- Nayeon asked.
-Yes. Have fun with Minhyuk today.
-Should I go out? I told him no.
-Then have fun writing your thesis.
-But come tomorrow. I need you.
For the thesis, it was clear that Nayeon needed her for that of her. Yet Jeongyeon's heart was on the verge of making her say "I need you too."
-Yes, I'll come.
-And you stay to sleep again?
-Mh... Okay. At least this time I'll have a toothbrush.
Nayeon laughed, closing her beautiful eyes and Jeongyeon felt her stomach twist when she saw that adorable image. Her friend was so beautiful and cute.
-See you tomorrow.
-I'll text you later.- Nayeon told her, getting up to hug her.
And Jeongyeon remembered when she was the one who tried to hug Seulgi because she was convinced that she might like her, but in reality it was only her love dependence that made her act. I'll be honest, Jeongyeon still doesn't know how she felt about Seulgi, but she's sure that she overestimated that friendship.
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Nayeon was typing on her computer. She hadn't been in touch with Jeongyeon since the day before and she knew that if she hadn't written to her, her friend would never have gone to her. So she did, and Jeongyeon showed up about two hours later, with her bag and a gorgeous, shy smile as she greeted Mrs. Im on the couch.
-Let's go upstairs.- Nayeon said before her mother started speaking.
The raven-haired girl closed her bedroom door and went back to her computer.
-What page did you reach?
-Twenty-first. Sit down, I'm almost done. Tonight we are alone, my father has left and my mother is going to her sister's house.
-Well.
Nayeon finished writing and turned off the computer. She turned around only to see that Jeongyeon was looking at her shoes.
-Your shoes are beautiful.
Jeongyeon raised her head and shook it. -I was lost in my thoughts.
-I noticed it. What were you thinking?- she asked her, sitting next to her.
Jeongyeon stood up and started pacing back and forth. -About my future.- she began. -You know... Sometimes I think about it: I'm only twenty-three years old and I already have pain everywhere, I look like a sixty-year-old. Then... I can't find a job and, above all, a girlfriend. Also, you know I would like to have a child, a daughter if possible, but what do I do if I'm single? Of course, with artificial insemination but it's all so complicated. And then... And then...
Nayeon grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards her, making her sit on her lap. Jeongyeon was surprised by that gesture, it wasn't something they had ever done, but she liked the increased contact.
-Calm down, Jeong. I can't say anything about the pain, but otherwise try to be patient. You are only twenty-three. Try to stay calm.- She smiled at her while she stroked her hair. Jeongyeon looked at her as the most beautiful girl in the world, almost unable to understand what she was saying to her. -And then... If we're both single, we'll get together.
She almost didn't seem like she was joking. But why play these tricks on Jeongyeon's heart? It was pounding so hard as if she was having one of her anxiety attacks.
-Nay, I'm going.- said her mother, opening the door.
Jeongyeon immediately got off from her friend's lap and looked down, while Nayeon mentally cursed the woman.
-Okay, bye.
-Bye Jeongyeon.
-Goodbye.- the brunette said, feeling her cheeks on fire.
Mrs. Im closed the door and Nayeon turned to Jeongyeon, while the other turned to look again at her shoes.
