Written On The Heart

Your Name

Minna woke up to the lazy sound of her alarm perched on top of her bedside table. She wasn't lacking in sleep (she's sure she slept enough to recover from the past two nights prior) nor was she specifically tired the night before, but it still took her a while to pick herself up from the bed. Her limbs felt heavy with lead and light like jelly at the same time. Instinctively, her right hand went up to place a light touch to her chest. There was no burn or pain, and she sighed to herself before making her way out of her room.

It was her turn to make breakfast and out of habit she prepared food enough for three people. There was no doubt that another person will come to their apartment just in time for breakfast.

"Min. What are we having for breakfast?"

She didn't need to turn to see who spoke. Her big sister let out a soft yawn before draping herself behind Minna. Nimble fingers reached at her sides in an attempt to tickle her but with no success. After failing on her first attempt, the woman behind Minna reached for one of the sausages cooling on the plate next to the stove and promptly put it in her mouth.

"Junnie! Just go and shower!" Minna said in what she hoped to be an annoyed tone but with her older sister smiling to her as she pulled away, she knew that her words held no venom.

"Stingy!"

Her older sister scrunched up her face at her, acting far too childish for someone who's two years older than Minna. Unconsciously, her eyes trailed from her sister's face to her pale chest. As always, she's wearing a loose tank top and it left the dark strokes on her chest visible against almost white skin. The letters embedded to her skin like it had always belonged there. It always looked beautiful no matter how many times Minna had seen it. It may have looked like pitch black right now, but she still remembered how the skin looked raw and almost bleeding the first time she had laid eyes on those very same set of letters. It was hard to make out the strokes at first but when the redness of the skin subsided a bit, the letters for the name Christopher John looked proud against pale skin.

After sticking her tongue out, her sister finally disappeared to the bathroom, making her reluctantly tear her eyes away from the beautiful mark. It wasn't the first time she had seen a name on someone's chest, after all, their parents have each other's names on their chests, but her sister's is her first time seeing bright red skin turn into a shade of beautiful black. Though it did take a little more than five months for the skin to calm down and decided that it would rather be black than red.

"Morning!"

And here comes their constant visitor. Minna just finished with the last plate of food and turned around to greet the tall male standing next to the table.

"Morning, Chris." she greeted back.

The tall blonde walked next to the stove to help Minna carry the rest of the food to the table. The corner of her eyes caught the tips of the black letters peeking through the low neckline of the shirt Chris was wearing. Minna only saw the name on Chris' chest during the few times the older was wearing a loose tank top or the rare times she chanced him putting on a shirt. But it was enough for her to admire the equally beautiful letters of her older sister's name on the older male. The "Junniela Sanchez" just quietly there and giving a sort of finality that they belong to each other.

Chris went ahead to set the table while Minna decided to clear up the mess in the kitchen while they wait for Junnie so they can all eat together. The older male had become such a familiar sight in their small apartment with how often he came over. He practically lived there together with the Sanchez Sisters.

In another five minutes, Junnie finally emerged back to the kitchen and Chris instantly broke into a wide grin despite his default stoic face. Her older sister automatically welcomed herself in Chris' open arms and tucked herself there. It looked like two pieces of a puzzle that fit so well. Minna always felt envious with how perfect the scene looked. Junnie was perfect for Chris and Chris was perfect for Junnie. She wouldn't wish any other person to be her older sister's soulmate.