"Babe, do I look fat in this?"
Jimin turns her head to look at her girlfriend holding up a skirt, looking at her with a frown.
She puts her hands off the shopping cart and stares at her in disbelief
"Minjeong, you're the skinniest one among our friends." She stares at her, dumbfounded.
"Just because I'm the skinniest doesn't mean I'm not fat." Minjeong says to her with a slightly louder tone.
Jimin raises her eyebrow slightly, then starts laughing softly at her.
The younger girl just scowls at her and puts the skirt back, leaving her in the aisle.
"Baby, are you angry?", Jimin asks while still chuckling at her, taking the skirt and putting it into the cart.
"I don't know, am I?" She barks back, walking faster away from her and out of the store.
Jimin chuckles at herself, putting the cart away and paying for the skirt without her knowing.
She looks back at the counter after putting the skirt down, looking the worker directly in their eyes.
"Woah-are- are you single?" The employee blurts out, not knowing that her girlfriend was already waiting outside.
Jimin just looks at her directly in the eyes, stronger this time. "Huh?"
The worker starts pulling out her phone, handing it right into Jimin's hands.
She finally realizes what was happening, so she gave her phone back.
"No, sorry I'm taken. Ah-how much is it?"
The employee's face flushes red in embarrassment, typing something into the register again, then voicing out the price.
After Jimin pays, she walks out of the store to see her girlfriend glaring at her.
"What did I do now?", Jimin asks her, holding her hand with the empty one.
Minjeong pulls her hand away, putting her purse into it instead.
Jimin frowns at this, putting the purse into the paper bag with the skirt in it, rushing to Minjeong's side quickly.
"Babe?"
"Baby?"
"Princess?"
"Honey-"
"Shut up." Minjeong voices out to her, hitting her on the shoulder softly.
Jimin doesn't say anything this time, looking away from her and into the objects in front of her.
As they climb into the car, Jimin starts talking to her again, "Where do you want to eat?"
Again, Minjeong doesn't give her an answer, and starts looking at the window.
Just then, she feels Jimin's hand creep up into the surface of her thighs, climbing up into her skirt.
Minjeong lets out a small noise, making Jimin smile at her.
"How about this, every time you talk, I'll take off a piece of clothing off of you."
This makes the other girl turn her head away from the window, snatching her hand out of her skirt, then throwing it away.
The older girl lets out a sigh, turning the engine on and starting to drive away from the mall.
When they finally stop driving, they sit still in the car, Jimin looking at the other girl and Minjeong looking at the window.
"Min Min, we're here already." She says as she pats her head slowly.
Minjeong just walks out of the car, and starts walking towards the restaurant in which she was brought into.
Jimin turns the engine off, and starts running towards the other girl, frowning at her complete impatience.
As they take a seat down on a table, the waiter starts walking towards them.
"Good afternoon, what may I get for you?" She asks nicely as she places down a menu for each of them.
"Just give me anything good", Jimin says and turns her head to look at Minjeong, "what do you want?"
Just as Minjeong was about to speak, the waiter interrupts her rudely.
"We have a set for sisters, if you would take a look at it", she says to Minjeong with a different tone.
Minjeong looks roughly at both of them, then just flips the menu down on the table.
"Just get me anything", she mumbles towards Jimin, looking away at both of them.
The waiter just smiles at them, then drops a piece of paper into Jimin's side of the table, taking the menus and winking at her before walking away.
She tilts her head and takes the piece of paper, right before Minjeong snatches it out of her hands and crumples it up into a paper ball.
"Why is every girl after you?" Minjeong asks her loudly, glaring at her while holding the paper ball up.
"I-I'm just hot?" Jimin asks confusedly, tilting at her with a guilty face.
Minjeong just softens up at her, mumbling something harshly. "Stupid face.."
Jimin stands up, walking over to Minjeong's side of the table.
Minjeong looks over at her, wondering what she wants.
Jimin starts laughing slowly at her, making a large smile across her face, "Are you jealousy jealous?"
Minjeong hits her head softly, moving farther from her.
Jimin just scoots closer over to her, still smiling at her.
"Hey", she pokes her girlfriends face. "You're the only one I'll ever fu-"
Minjeong covers her mouth, hitting her head over and over again. "Don't say that in public!"
The waiter comes over, putting the plates down in front of them, "Here's for you, here's for your sister-"
"She's not my sister, we're dating." Jimin says bluntly at her, looking away from her after.
The waiter starts widening her eyes, stuttering, "Oh- I'm so sorry-"
"Just leave", Minjeong glares at her, making the girl scurry away from the table and into the kitchen.
Jimin looks at her and laughs, starting to eat her food.
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The two girls walk into the living room, Jimin still getting silent treatment from the other.
"Hey", Jimin says to her as she hands over the paper bag from earlier.
"I got you the skirt."
Minjeong looks between the bag, and Jimin's eyes, not being able to hold in her smile for too long.
"Ah, come here", Jimin starts smiling as she sees her girlfriend start to get happier again, embracing her into the tightest hug ever.
"I'm sorry for getting mad at you", Minjeong says through Jimin's hoodie, hiding her embarrassment at her stupid anger.
"I'm sorry for being too hot", Jimin says back at her, smirking as she holds Minjeong into her arms.
"You're not fat, by the way." She continues even as Minjeong starts pulling away from her body.
Minjeong smiles at her, getting on her little tippy toes and gives Jimin a long kiss, pulling away and smiling widely at her.
The older girl does the same, showing off her light beaming smile at her, and carries her into their bedroom, leaving the paper bag on the living room couch to rot slowly out of their minds.
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