between the spolight - purinz ✧

a touch of you.

chaewon's pov —

the morning light filtered through the curtains, illuminating my dorm room in soft hues of gold. i blinked awake, feeling disoriented and a little sore, memories from the night before flooding back to me in vivid detail. i sat up quickly, the sheets tangled around me, and my heart raced as i recalled every moment i had shared with yunjin.

we had kissed—no, it was more than that. we had crossed a line i hadn't anticipated, one i was both thrilled and terrified to have crossed. it wasn't just the kiss that stood out in my mind; it was everything that followed. my cheeks flushed at the memory of how we had lost ourselves in each other, how we had let our inhibitions slip away in the heat of the moment.

i felt a mix of exhilaration and dread. what would it mean for us? for our friendship? i needed to talk to someone, to process everything, and i instantly thought of sakura. i grabbed my phone and dialed her number, my fingers trembling slightly. the line rang a couple of times before she picked up, her voice groggy but warm.

"chaechae? is everything okay?" she asked, sounding concerned.

"yeah, i'm okay. i just needed to talk," i said, pouring myself a cup of coffee and leaning against the counter.

"what's up?" she replied, now fully awake.

"i... um, i had a night with yunjin," i started, feeling a rush of nerves. "like, a really intense night."

sakura's voice perked up. "oh? tell me everything!"

i took a deep breath, gathering my thoughts. "we were at her dorm after the music video shoot, and one thing led to another. we ended up... well, we were together, like really together."

"together how?" sakura pressed, clearly intrigued.

"girl, we fucked.." i admitted. "it was... it was amazing, but also really overwhelming."

"wait, what?" sakura replied, her tone shifting to something more serious. "and how do you feel about it?"

"i don't know," i confessed, running a hand through my hair. "it felt incredible, but now i'm worried about how she feels. we didn't really talk about it afterward. she didn't come back to my dorm, and now i'm just... lost."

"did you at least tell her how you feel?" sakura asked, and i could hear the concern in her voice.

"i didn't get a chance to. it was so spontaneous, and then everything just felt like a blur afterward," i explained, glancing at the door as if expecting yunjin to walk in. "i want to talk to her, but i don't know if she's feeling the same way."

"have you tried reaching out?" sakura suggested.

"i texted her earlier, but she hasn't responded yet," i replied, my heart sinking a little. "what if she regrets it? what if i messed everything up?"

"listen," sakura said, her tone turning more reassuring. "just give her some time. if she's anything like you, she's probably processing it all too. just be honest when you do talk to her."

"yeah, you're right," i agreed, trying to take comfort in her words. "i just... i really like her a lot, you know? and i can't stop thinking about her right now."

"sounds like you're smitten," sakura teased lightly, and i couldn't help but smile at her playful tone. "just be patient. when you do talk, make sure you tell her how you really feel."

"thanks, sakura. i really needed this," i said, feeling a little more at ease.

"anytime. just keep me updated, okay?" she replied.

after hanging up, i felt a mixture of relief and uncertainty wash over me. as i got out of bed, my mind was racing. i felt like a ball of energy—excited, nervous, and scared all at once. i had to face yunjin, and soon. i stood in front of my closet, my mind still racing from the conversation with sakura. i wanted to feel close to yunjin, to hold onto the remnants of last night's intimacy, and my eyes fell on one of her shirts hanging on the back of my door. it was a pink top i had borrowed from her last week. it was a soft, cozy fabric, and i remembered how she looked in it—how it accentuated her figure and made her glow.

slipping it over my head, i marveled at how it felt against my skin, like i was wrapping myself in a piece of her. it was comforting and just a little exhilarating.

after a few minutes of pacing around my dorm, i decided to tidy up my space a bit, hoping to create a welcoming atmosphere for yunjin if she decided to come by. i fluffed pillows, straightened blankets, and made sure everything looked just right.

a sudden knock on the door made my heart race, and i rushed over to answer it. as i opened the door, a wave of hope washed over me, only to find that it was just the delivery person with a package. disappointed but trying to shake it off, i signed for the delivery and returned to my room.

sitting on my bed, i felt a wave of frustration wash over me. i wanted to talk to yunjin, to hear her voice, to see her smile. i took a deep breath, reminding myself that patience was key. if she needed time, i could give her that. but i couldn't shake the feeling that i had to let her know i was here, that i cared.

i texted her again, this time more simply.

📱 chaewon: i'm thinking of you. whenever you're ready, i'd love to talk. take your time 💖

setting my phone down, i took another look in the mirror. the pink top hugged me perfectly, and i felt a mix of nervousness and anticipation. it was a reminder of her, and i hoped that it would bring her comfort, too.

as the day wore on, i busied myself with distractions, waiting for that familiar buzz of my phone. i'd check it periodically, half-expecting to see her name light up the screen. but as the hours passed, i felt a twinge of worry creeping in.

jusr when i was about to lose hope, my phone finally buzzed. i nearly jumped, grabbing it to find a message from yunjin.

📱 yunjin: i'm really sorry about last night. can we talk?

my heart soared, and i quickly typed back.

📱 chaewon: yes! come over whenever you're ready. i've been waiting for you.

as i awaited her arrival, i couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and anxiety. i wanted to tell her everything—how she made me feel, how much i wanted to explore this connection. i hoped that, somehow, we could navigate this new territory together.

when i heard the soft knock again, my heart raced with anticipation. this time, it was yunjin. i opened the door, my breath catching as our eyes met. she looked just as beautiful as i remembered, and the sight of her filled me with warmth.

"hey," i greeted softly, stepping aside to let her in.

"hi," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper as she stepped inside.

"let's talk," i said, my heart pounding in my chest.