kept quiet.

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yunjin's pov —

i stood outside chaewon's door, my hand hovering above the wood as i hesitated. my heart was racing, pounding so hard in my chest that i wondered if she could hear it from the other side. i had typed out and deleted a hundred messages before finally texting her that we needed to talk. now that i was here, it felt like everything was happening too fast.

taking a deep breath, i finally knocked.

a moment later, the door opened, and there she was—chaewon, standing in front of me in a pink top that i immediately recognized as mine. the sight made my heart skip a beat. it looked perfect on her, hugging her in all the right places, and i was struck by how much i liked seeing her in something of mine. but then, reality hit me again. the weight of what had happened last night settled in my chest like a heavy stone.

"hey," she greeted, her voice soft, almost tentative.

"hi," i managed to reply, my own voice barely audible.

she stepped aside, letting me in, and i walked past her into the familiar space of her dorm. everything felt so normal, so routine, but the air between us was thick with everything unsaid, everything that had happened. i could still feel the ghost of her touch on my skin, the way her fingers had moved over me with such certainty, with so much care. and now, all of that hung in the space between us.

"let's talk," chaewon said, closing the door behind us.

i nodded, trying to steady my breath as i turned to face her. she stood there, her eyes searching mine, and i could see the same mix of uncertainty and longing that i felt. it was terrifying. but i had to say something, i had to try to make sense of the mess that was swirling in my head.

"i..." i started, but the words caught in my throat. i looked away for a second, trying to find the courage to continue. "i don't know where to begin."

chaewon's face softened, and she took a small step toward me. "it's okay. just say whatever you need to say."

i let out a shaky breath and finally looked her in the eyes. "last night... it was amazing. but it also scared me. i've been thinking about it all morning, and i can't stop replaying everything in my head."

she didn't say anything, just listened, her gaze steady and patient.

"i don't regret it," i continued quickly, before she could misunderstand. "not for a second. but it's just... a lot, you know? we're idols. we're not supposed to... we're not supposed to feel like this."

i could see the flicker of something in her eyes—understanding, maybe relief.

"i know," she said softly, stepping closer until there was barely any space between us. "i've been thinking about it too. it's not easy. but yunjin, you have to know that last night, everything i did... i wanted that. i wanted you."

her words hit me like a wave, and suddenly i felt the urge to say all the things i'd been too afraid to admit.

"i wanted it too," i confessed, my voice cracking. "i've wanted you for so long, chaewon. but i've been so scared. scared of what this means for us, for everything we've worked for. scared of messing things up between us."

"you're not going to mess things up," she said firmly, her hands reaching out to gently cup my face. "we're both in this together. i'm just as scared as you are, but i want to figure it out. i don't want to push you away."

i closed my eyes, leaning into her touch, feeling the warmth of her skin against mine. it felt so right. but the fear still lingered, gnawing at the edges of my mind.

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