in the quiet sanctuary of a small-town church, two souls from different worlds collide. yunjin, a gay girl with a vibrant spirit, finds herself navigating the rigid expectations of her conservative family. each sunday, she seeks solace in the church...
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chapter fifteen ʚ ✮ ɞ
yunjin timidly followed chaewon through her apartment, her footsteps light and cautious. though she had only been there a few times, her feet had already became familiar with the layout.
"are you hungry?" chaewon asked as she slipped off her heels—yunjin following the action behind her as well. she doesn't remember the last time she ate, so she hummed a silent response. "i could eat, yeah."
chaewon pushed her bedroom door ajar, yunjin watching as the girl immediately walked to her vanilla scented candle. despite having almost ten different ones with different smells—she notices that chaewon only does the vanilla scent. yunjin wonders why.
"you like candles?" yunjin asked as she watched her light the flame and slowly stick it on the wick. chaewon hummed slightly, "more like i love them, i'd probably trade you for a lifetime supply." she joked, "but i believe they relieve stress, and i thought that it could help you relax a bit."
yunjin smiled at the thought, it never failed to surprise her that chaewon genuinely cared about her. it's been a long time since someone outside of her friend group genuinely cared, she likes the feeling.
"is pizza okay with you?" chaewon added to her candle rant, her fingers digging through the drawers for a pair of clothes. "yeah; i'm okay with anything." yunjin agreed, confusion raking through her body as she saw chaewon practically becoming one with the drawer. "great, i'll order it when i finish!"
"chae, what are you doing?"
"are you more of a pants of shorts person?" chaewon asked, ignoring the question from the younger. "why do you ask?" yunjin quirked, sitting down on chaewon's bed due to the immense pain radiating through her rib cage.
"well, i didn't think you'd want to stay in church clothes all day long. so jen, what shall it be? pants or shorts." she asked—her accent slightly changing into a failed british accent at the end. yunjin let out a laugh, "what the hell was that?!" she asked, earning a bright smile from chaewon.
"did you not appreciate my accent? i thought i did pretty well—" she defended, "answer the questionnnnn~" she dragged out, a slight pout forming on her lips.
"pants are fine with me," yunjin stated, "but they may be a bit too short for me since they're yours."
"are you calling me short?"
"and if i am?"
"i'll kick you out."
"you wouldn't dare," yunjin dramatically gasped out, her hand clutching against her chest, "try me."
"okay, fine thennnn~." yunjin retorted, lightly dragging the words to irk chaewon's nerves a bit. chaewon jokingly rolled her eyes, and pulled out a pair of black sweats. "i bought these a while back, but they came too long for me. which was very disappointing because they're super cute!" she complained as she grabbed a sweatshirt from her pile sitting on her chair.
