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Jungwon & Haerin

Jungwon & Haerin

"My hand smells funny." I said, sniffing them and frowning.

"Do they smell like tacos?" Minji asked, munching on her salad.

"No they smell like garli-" I narrowed my eyes and stared at Minji in amusement. "Did you really just made that joke?"

She shrugged her shoulders.

"Too soon?" Minji asked, and chuckling softly. "Am I pushing your buttons?"

The way she raised an eyebrow, as if challenging me was kind of an adorable look on her.

"Just... Shut up." I murmured under my breath and felt my face warm up.

We're in my dining room, marinating chicken earlier to prep for supper.

Minji reached from across the table and placed her hand on top of mine. I didn't expect it. I recoiled and pulled back, and watched in horror at the look on Minji's face. Oh my god, what is wrong with me?

"I'm sorry." I quickly said, my hands now on my lap, intertwining them together as if I didn't know what to do with them. "I'm sorry I just..."

"I don't bite, Hanni." She said, with her smile so warm, it's melting my heart.

"That's not it at all!" I exclaimed. "I'm still-"

"I get it Hanni." Minji interrupted, chuckling. "I understand."

I sighed, and cursed mentally. I wish that I could explain what exactly I was feeling. But I couldn't, so I kept my mouth shut. I admire Minji's patience with me. I feel horrible not telling everyone about our relationship, and it's starting to feel like I'm keeping her a secret.

At one point, Minji wanted to hold my hand when we walked to our cars together in the parking lot two days ago after basketball practice. But I brushed her hand off when some of our teammates ran into us and said their goodbyes.

I felt like a total asshole that day.

"So Jake is planning a Secret Santa draw this afternoon. He just texted me." She said after a while.

"Oh." I said, shaking my head to clear my thoughts. "I hate presents."

"What? No one hates presents." She argued.

"I do. I hate them, and I hate giving them."

"Okay." Minji said slowly. "Who hurt you? You poor thing."

"I'm not very good at it." I replied.

"At what?"

"I give horrible presents, and when I get a good one from someone, I feel bad that I gave them a shitty present."

"Did you intend to give a shitty present?"

"No!"

"Then it's alright." She said.

"No it's not. Danielle hated me for a month because I gave her fuzzy socks last year."

"Fuzzy socks are good!" Minji exclaimed.

"Yeah, I know! But I kind of forgot that I gave her fuzzy socks the year before." I said, cringing.

I wouldn't complain, honestly." Minji said. "It's the thought that counts."

"But that's the thing! The thought. I didn't think enough that maybe Danielle wanted something different, something that she would absolutely love. I gave her fuzzy socks because I thought everyone loves fuzzy socks. I guess that I just don't care about my friends that deeply."