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

chapter 10

Aeri's POV

How am I not going to tell anyone? That my two best friends were making out on the sofa. I can't Yizhuo either. I know she would tell the whole school. And then it would be my fault because I was the only one that knew. I don't know how to hold it back.

I know I should feel happy for them, but I just can't. Jimin told me all about her bullshit of finding her soulmate or whatever, and I helped her. I didn't think that she was going to go to Minjeong. Out of all 400 students in our school, Minjeong? Be fucking for real.

Jimin's POV

Minjeong's been camping at my place for a week now. I'll have to get used to having another person in this household. I've been living alone since I was 17. Three years of being alone is enough to make you realise that it's hard sharing a house with another person.

It's also bad because we keep on having fights. Like yesterday, when I told her to go sleep in another bedroom, and she wouldn't listen.

"It's just uncomfortable sleeping with two people on a single bed," I cried.

"I DON'T CARE," she yelled back. "I AM SLEEPING NEXT YOU."

"YOU CAN SLEEP ON THE GROUND NEXT TO MY  BED!"

"JIMIN, I WANT TO SLEEP WITH YOU."

"WHAT, ARE YOU SCARED OF HAVING NIGHTMARES?" I retorted.

"OBVIOUSLY NOT!"

"DON'T YOU HAVE ANY EYES? CAN U SEE THAT LITERALLY ONLY A SINGLE PERSON CAN SLEEP ON THAT BED?"

"FINE. I'LL SLEEP ON THE TRASH BED IN THE OTHER ROOM!"

"THANK YOU!"

That night, she ended up sleeping in the same room as me. 

And then today, we had a fight about her hugging me too hard from behind my back while I was cooking for us. Everything literally spilt on my clothes.

"MINJEONG!" I screamed. 

"Huh?"

"MY CLOTHES!"

"What about them?"

"YOU SPILT ALL OF THE RAMEN ON MY SHIRT," I yelled.

"I'm sorry, babe," she said, geniunely sorry.

I stormed off, changing into new clothes, and as soon as I came back, I found Minjeong on her phone and the ramen burnt.

"WHY CAN'T YOUR ASS SEE WHEN TO TAKE IT OUT?"

"Huh?" she said, shocked.

"THE RAMEN IS BURNT, YOU BITCH!"

"Don't call me that!"

"OH, REALLY? BITCH."

I could see tears in her eyes, and my anger mellowed. I enveloped her in a hug. 

"Listen, sorry," I said softly. She burrowed her face in the crook of my neck. "You're not a bitch, I am." I lifted her face up to mine and kissed her.

"No, I'm sorry," she whispered. She was so close I could feel her breath on my cheeks. And then I remembered.

"I have a surprise for you," I blurted out. Her eyes suddenly widened. It was cute. I went to one of the drawers and rummaged out the tickets. "It's tickets to the soccer game."

"OH MY GOSH I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, JIMIN," she squealed, kissing me all over my face. I knew she loved soccer, I mean we literally went to a soccer camp together. 

"It's for tomorrow, be ready," I said. "Oh, and I bought matching soccer jerseys for us too!" I ran to the laundry, and pulled out two jerseys. 

"JIMIN, I LOVE YOU EVEN MORE."

"Thanks," I said blushing.

"NEVER EVER IN YOUR WHOLE ENTIRE LIFE LEAVE ME."

I put my hands in her hair and our lips crashed together. No, I was never going to leave her.