The Red Tape (Winrina/Ningselle)

I'll be your Romeo

Minjeong had grown tired.

Jimin had not only stolen all the blankets on the bed but also kicked her a total of five times in the past hour. The girl wasn't letting her sleep at all. Even with the barrier in the middle, Jimin managed to ruin it, making it lose its purpose. When was she going to find a comfortable position to sleep in? One last time, she shoved Jimin's foot on her side of the bed before she turned around and shut her eyes close, hoping to fall asleep.

"Don't leave the duck alone!" Jiminsuddenly shouted, scaring Minjeong in the process, making her sit up.

She looked over to the perpetrator, about to give her an ear full about screaming in the middle of the night, only to see that Jimin had never woken up. The girl was mumbling in her sleep. Minjeong held her hand over her heart as she tried to calm down from the scare. Jimin kicked around in her sleep, hogged all of the blankets, and talked nonsense; Minjeong was going to have a great time the next few days.

Instead of dealing with sleeping next to Jimin, Minjeong grabbed her pillow and a thin sheet and decided to sleep on the couch that was too short for her. At least she'd have all the space to herself rather than being engulfed by Jimin. So much for her saying she won't be the one to cross the barrier. Minjeong couldn't wait to shove that in her face in the morning. She had no understanding of personal space. Looking at the clock, Minjeong panicked as the red digits showed that she'd spent a lot more time thinking about Jimin than she expected.

Add loss of sleep to that list of things Jimin did, too.

Minjeong sighed softly as she woke up, stretching out on the comfortable mattress that she felt like she could sleep on forever.

Mattress?

What?

She bolted up, throwing off the blankets that covered her. When had she gotten into the bed? Jimin wasn't beside her either. Minjeong looked over to the couch, seeing the woman who was invading her mind, fast asleep, legs dangling off the edge.

Did she dream about sleeping on the couch and Jimin's sleep talking? No, it was very much real. So, either Jimin put her to bed last night... carrying Minjeong from the couch and sleeping there. Or, Minjeong slept in the bed, and Jimin just moved to the couch. There was no other possibility.

Both of their phones buzzed at the same time, and Jimin stirred awake, trying to find the source of the frustrating sound. Minjeong watched in amusement, as her phone was by the bed and not the couch. Feeling a little too evil for laughing at her, she handed Jimin her phone, seeing her squinting, but offering a small smile.

"Thank you." Jimin mumbled, sitting up on the couch.

"It's from Ryujij. It's probably about getting started on the assignment." Minjeong informed as Jimin struggled to read her message.

"Sorry, I don't have my glasses on at the moment." Jimin admitted, blushing in embarrassment.

Minjeong sighed but grabbed them off the table for her and passed it over. "Why were you sleeping on the couch anyway?" Minjeonh questioned, making Jimin freeze.

"What? You don't remember?" Jimin gasped.

"Please tell me, you didn't carry me to the bed without my permission." Minjeong growled, getting agitated by the mere thought.

Jimin laughed at Minjeong's assumption. Of course, that would never happen. She would be out of her mind to carry Minjeong when she was so exhausted last night.

"No. I didn't. You woke me up and told me to sleep on the couch." Jimin explained as she got up.

"Wait, no way. I'd never do that!" Minjeong accused, already red from Jimin's words.