The Red Tape (Winrina/Ningselle)

It's just a breakfast

Minjeong was wide awake in her bed but refused to get up, knowing that Jimin was still asleep. The memories of last night were slowly popping back from memory, and the embarrassment was creeping in. Just when were things going to be okay between them? First, it was Minjeong's anger towards Jimin, then it was Jimin's anger towards Minjeong, and now it was going to be awkward because of what happened last night.

On the topic of Minjeong being angry at Jimin, she talked to Ningning again about her feelings. The past is the past, and it would be wise for Minjeong to leave it there - that's what Ningning had told her. And Minjeong was really trying. She tried to keep the ill feelings out of her heart. It worked momentarily and had given Minjeong the courage to apologise for her own mistakes and playful attitude. But the past was an itch that Minjeong couldn't ignore.

Actually, Minjeong wanted to talk to Jimin about everything and get it all off her chest. But, with impending assignments, there were bigger things to focus on. It would only be a distraction to the assignments coming up, and they two of them had to get them done on time.

Groaning and kicking her legs around, Minjeong shoved her face deeper into her pillow, feeling so lost on what she should do.

The sound of muffled laughter made Minjeong freeze, and she turned around to face her roommate, who was hovering by her bed.

"W-what are you doing here?" Minjeong stuttered, pulling the blankets closer to her body.

"That's not a nice way to react when I saved you from staying out in the cold yesterday." Jimin clucked her tongue, moving away.

"Y-yeah, right. Why would you leave me outside?" Minjeong stammered.

"Are you really asking me that?" Jimin raised an eyebrow at Minjeong.

The pranks weren't that bad, okay? It was just that last one that made a mess of the whole situation. You can't hate Minjeong for what she did. She even apologised and met their convenor.

"I apologised." Minjeong huffed, crossing her arms.

"Really? I don't remember. All you did was approach me and tell me to submit my work." Jimin smirked smugly. Minjeong pondered for a moment, recalling when she ran up to Jimin after class. Had she really forgotten to apologise in the rush of things?

Curse her short memory. She really couldn't remember.

"You say sorry first." Minjeong shook her head.

"I'm not the one who ruined a major assignment." Jimin accused. "That was all you."

After a few minutes of silence, Jimin's patience grew thin, buckling first and apologising. "Fine. I'm sorry."

Minjeong smiled, stretching and bolting to the bathroom.

"Hey! You're meant to apologise first, you brat!" Jimin shouted, unable to catch Sana in time.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry!" Minjeong giggled from the bathroom, making Jimin shake her head.

When Minjeong came out of the bathroom, Jimin had left the dorm room, and she automatically pouted at the disappearance. She couldn't tease Jimin any longer. She reached the kitchen and then noticed the note on the fridge, written in Jimin's scribbly and messy handwriting. So, she just went to give something to her friend? Maybe Minjeong could sort out breakfast before Nayeon came back. A peace offering of some sort?

Half an hour later, Minjeong had organised the table with plenty of food... takeaway food. Minjeong can't really cook on her life. And, if she did, she'd probably burn down the kitchen along with the good.

The door opened, and Minjeong smiled as Jimin walked in, cautiously heading towards the table.

"What's this?" Jimin eyed everything with suspicion.