Chapter 13: Not Mine

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 *Mina's P.O.V.*

I was playing some games, and playing music. Chaeyoung was on the bed drawing, her fringe covering most of her face. It covered both her eyes, but her dimples were still visible.She held on to the bed and got up. She walked out the room, to go to the bathroom. 

I moved from my seat to the bed. I decided to look at what she had been drawing, I sat down and grabbed her sketchbook. I flipped the page, I gasped when I saw what she had drawn.

 I flipped the page, I gasped when I saw what she had drawn

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"綺麗な.." I smiled as the words slipped off my tongue, I took a picture and looked at the sketchbook once more. I heard footsteps coming towards my room, I rushed to my chair expecting Chaeyoung. "MiMi, can I talk to you?" I heard from the doorway, I swung my chair around. To meet the eyes of the person, addressing me.

"Sure, Momo." I said, moving over to the older girl. "What's wrong, Unnie?" I said, putting an arm around her. The waterworks were switched on, and she started to cling to me. "N-nayeon...Broke up with me" She said, I grabbed the girl by the arms lifting her to the chair.

"How did this happen, Momo?" I asked her, "we were fighting, and she said that we should take a break" Momo answered. "Well, that doesn't mean she is breaking up with you..." I assured, "she will leave at the first sign of trust issues." Chaeyoung said, lurking by the doorway.

"Just like her father, he left her when she was 12 years old. They were in a car accident, and her mom thought he crashed on purpose. He was known for being reckless and a drunk most of the time, he left that night." Chaeyoung added. 

"She didn't tell me about that" Momo said, "you must have done something, that caused her to lose her trust in you" I said. "I-i was texting someone, she must have thought...I was cheating on her" Momo said, "b-but I wasn't" She added.

"Who were you talking to?" I asked, "my mom...She wanted to meet Nayeon, so she surprised me yesterday by sending a picture of her and dad on the plane." Momo said, now wiping her face.

I looked at Chaeyoung who was now sitting beside me, "there is only one thing you can do, Unnie" I said, I looked at Chaeyoung again. "apologize, and forgive her for her past mistakes." I said.

I smiled at Chae, and she gave me her signature dimple smile. 

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 Awhile later, Momo left. She said that she was going after her bunny, which made no sense to me, but I guessed had something to do with Nayeon.

Chaeyoung and I were once again home alone, binge-watching "Stranger things".  I heard a knock at the door and got up to answer, leaving Chaeyoung to watch the series.

I opened the door and was greeted by a bright face. Like literally, bright white. "Minaaaaaa" Dahyun said, wrapping her arms around me. Sana walked in behind her, keeping her head down.

"Hey, Sana...And Dahyun." I said as Dahyun moved away from me. Someone, put their head on my shoulder sending chills down my spine. I turned my head, Chaeyoung had her head on my shoulder, and her arms around my waist.

"Mina, I thought we could study together. Mrs. Choi gave me your homework." Dahyun said, bringing out a big stack of papers from her bag. "Waeeeeeeeee" Chaeyoung whined, her arms still wrapped around my waist.

"How does she get straight A's with that attitude?" Sana said, "I am just SMART" Chaeyoung replied. I giggled at their little feud, "come on, we haven't got all day" Dahyun said impatiently.

We moved to the kitchen and seated ourselves around the table. Dahyun went to sit next to me, but Chaeyoung got there faster. I could see Sana's face become desolate, every time Dahyun came closer, or attempted skinship with me. 

Every time she attempted skinship, Chaeyoung would move closer to me. Earning a smirk from Sana, and a stupid remark such as "a bit possessive, eh?". 

I felt bad for rejecting Dahyun, but I couldn't break Sana even more. I know she likes Dahyun, even if she doesn't say it. 

Anyway, I think I'm rather enjoying the "possessive" Chaeyoung. 

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*Dahyun's P.O.V.*

I thought Sana knew I liked Mina, why does she keep making suggestive remarks about their friendship.

They are just FRIENDS, right....? 

I mean why would Mina wanna date that.....thing.                    

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We went through the work quickly, and Mina and Chaeyoung kept glancing at each other. There were times where Chaeyoung was straight out just staring at Mina.

Afterwards Mina and Sana stayed in the kitchen to make lunch, and Chaeyoung moved to the lounge. I hung around the older girls for a little while, and made my way to the lounge. 

"Why do you like her?" Chaeyoung asked, "W-what? Why do I like who?" I stuttered, "Mina...Why do you like her?" Chaeyoung asked.

"I...I'm not sure..." When I thought about it, I couldn't find a reason. I couldn't put my finger on the feeling, the feelings that are slowly disappearing. 

"What about you?" I asked smugly, I didn't think she'd answer so confidently.

"I like her smiles, I like her voice, I like the way her eyes turn into moons when she laughs. I like the gummy smile she gives me when I say hi...I like the way she sings in the morning, and how she walks like a penguin...I don't know what I don't like about her" Chaeyoung said.

"What do you not like about her?" I asked. 

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*Mina's P.O.V.*

"NO!" I quickly shouted pulling Sana away before she switched on the blender, that didn't have a lid on yet, She had mess all over her apron. "How do you make so much mess?" I asked staring blankly at the table before me, "all you had to do was make a salad" I said facepalming because of this girl.

"Sorry" She replied pouting, I cleaned up as she sat on the counter going through her phone. "What are the others doing?" Sana said, she got off the counter. We walked over to the lounge and were about to go in,

"What do you not like about her?" we heard Dahyun said.

"I don't like...That she isn't mine to keep."

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