What are we?

37

Mina's gaze lingered on Jeongyeon as the older girl stepped out of the bathroom, her damp hair framing her face, a soft smile playing on her lips. A warmth spread through Mina, a feeling she'd never quite experienced before.

The walk back to their apartment was a quiet, almost meditative journey. The soft hum of city traffic provided a soothing backdrop to the comfortable silence between them. It was an odd blend of awkwardness and ease, a delicate dance of unspoken emotions.

The lingering aftermath of their kiss hung heavy in the air. Neither of them spoke, yet the unspoken understanding between them was palpable. A shared happiness, a secret joy that only the two of them knew.

She watched as the older girl occupied the bed across her, Jeongyeon's bed. The Japanese girl pouted when Jeongyeon did not cuddle with her. So she cleared her throat, scooting to her side so that there is a space beside her. Mina tapped it as she glanced at Jeongyeon.

"You don't plan on leaving me here after that kiss, do you?" She stated her voice playful yet cautious.

Jeongyeon’s gaze met Mina’s, a silent conversation passing between them. Her eyes, dark and intense, scanned Mina’s face, lingering on her soft lips. A sigh escaped her, a mixture of anticipation and trepidation. She hesitated, unsure of the path she was about to tread. But in that moment, nothing else mattered.

“I can never resist you, you know,” she murmured, surrendering to the pull of the younger girl’s charm.

A soft smile graced Mina’s lips as she nestled into Jeongyeon’s side. The warmth of the older girl’s body, the gentle rhythm of her breath, sent a shiver of delight through her. “You don’t know how long I’ve dreamed of this,” she whispered, pressing a tender kiss to Jeongyeon’s cheek. In that quiet moment, as the world faded away, they found solace and love in each other’s arms.

Jeongyeon's heart pounded in her chest as Mina snuggled closer. A surge of warmth spread through her, a feeling she'd never quite experienced before. She reached out, her fingers tracing the delicate lines of Mina's face.

"I've been dreaming of this too," Jeongyeon admitted, her voice barely a whisper. She leaned in, their lips brushing together, a gentle, almost hesitant touch.

Mina's breath caught in her throat, her heart pounding a frantic rhythm against her ribs. The kiss deepened, a silent, passionate dance of souls. It was a promise, a future unwritten, a love forbidden and fierce.

In this moment, nothing else existed. They could be reckless, foolish, lost in the intoxicating embrace of the other. They had denied themselves this love for far too long, burying it deep within their hearts. Now, as the kiss deepened, they yearned for more, desperate to satiate their souls.

This love was a dangerous addiction, a craving that consumed them entirely. Jeongyeon pinned Mina's arms, her gaze intense, her touch possessive. Mina's eyes, dark and inviting, challenged her, daring her to surrender to the passion that burned between them.

Jeongyeon wanted to yield, to dive headlong into the depths of their desire. But a pang of doubt held her back. This was not the love they had imagined, not the love they had planned.

Mina, ever the fearless one, held Jeongyeon's gaze, her own eyes burning with a defiant intensity. She challenged her lover to break free from the chains of societal expectations, to embrace the love that consumed them both.

But Jeongyeon, cautious and wise, chose a different path. She gently laid back, her arms wrapping around Mina's petite frame. A tender kiss was placed upon the younger girl's temple, a silent promise of a love that would endure, a love that would grow stronger with time.