Enemies, to Lovers, to Enemies again? [part 1]

chapter 7

Minjeong's POV

OH MY GOD. I KISSED HER. I DID IT. I made another girl like me. The way she kissed me. Her body. I can't get it out of my head. Now, we sat on the bus next to each other, not looking at each other. We knew if we looked at each other we wouldn't be able hold it any longer and we would just start making out. So, we did that for the rest of the six hour bus ride.

They said we would get their soon. She's coming to my house. I looked down at my watch. We would get there at three. And then I could kiss her as much as I wanted. My leg can never be the same now, though. The way she was grinding on it.

Jimin's POV

I cannot get her out of my head. But I can't look at her. It'll spoil what everyone knows. Me, a peasant and the most popular girl in school. That's pretty bad, and we're both girls. I've kissed a man, but for some reason Minjeong's kisses felt right. Like they were meant to be.

Minjeong's house

After a long drive on a bus and back to her house we could finally be together. After hours we could see each other again. Unable to hold it any longer, we ran up to her bedroom.

She pinned me to the wall, and placed more kisses on my lips. She made sure the door was locked, that the windows were locked and the blinds were down. And we sat at the end of her bed.

"Wait a few minutes," she whispered. "I'm hungry." So was I. We both didn't eat breakfast, and it had been six hours that we were supposed to eat.

She ordered something, and we sat on the edge of the bed eating it. I couldn't eat any more so she eat it for me.

"You're okay with kissing a girl?" she asked.

"Yeah," I said, suddenly remembering something. "What about Wisteria?"

"Oh about her," she replied, about to laugh. "She's not real."

"Oh," I laughed.

Minjeong snuck downstairs to throw the trash in the bin. Then we sat at the end of the bed watching television. 

I felt two arms wrap around my waist. They pulled me to the top of the bed, next to her. I watched her, looking at the TV. I looked at the bridge of her nose, her warm brown eyes, her lips, her waist. I hugged her, putting my head on her shoulder. I could hear the TV playing in the background.

And then I heard it switch off. It was so quiet. And I let go of her waist. She put her body weight on top of me. Then she reached down and kissed me. I kissed her more, more, more. Our teeth were hitting against each other again. We stayed there, like that kissing each other. Hot kisses on our necks, jaws, and lips. I felt her hands going under my t-shirt.

"I need you closer."

"OK." I looked up at her as she took off my shirt. I took off hers. She suddenly started sliding my pants down. Then she wiggled out of her pants. Once again, I looked at her lacy white bra. 

We kissed some more, tossing and turning under the covers. We let go, and I motioned for her to take her bra off while I did. We did this until we had no clothes on. 

"What now?" I whispered. It looked like she'd done this before. She put her leg in the between mine. And then she pressed really hard onto me. I flipped around so I was on top of her now. I did the same. A high pitched moan escaped her mouth. 

She started to kiss my chest, slowly letting it sink in. I bit her neck a few times as well. We were still pressing down on each other. 

"Yu Jimin," she mumbled, running her fingers down my body. "We're meant to be."

And then we suddenly stopped. I heard footsteps coming down the hall. Quickly, we both dressed. And sat down at opposite ends of the bed until we heard a knock at the door.

"MINJEONG! OPEN THE DOOR!" A woman's voice was yelling from the other side of the door. Minjeong went to pull open the door. She saw me, and smiled. She thought it was a boy. She would have never thought that two girls could have sex together. But we just did.

"Oh hello, what's your name?" she said calmly.

"I'm Jimin. Yu Jimin," I replied.

"Hello Jimin, please call me Lily," she said, smiling, like she hadn't just screamed like she was going to kill someone. She went outside, and I let out the bated breath I was holding.

"She told me she was going to come home next month," Minjeong muttered angrily. 

"It's okay, she didn't find out," I consoled her.

"She was about to," she grumbled.

"I think I should go home," I said, picking up my stuff to leave. "Bye." Minjeong didn't stop me. She let me go. I ran out of that house. We could have gotten caught. 

We had decided so we couldn't get caught at school we would pretned we had a fight, and not look at each other at all. We'll say that our friendship fell apart or something, I don't know. It just takes one person to find out and take a photo of us, and the whole school could find out.

We had to keep it a secret. When we couldn't anymore, we were going to run away from here. Together.