venomous // loona

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"Yeojin, why are you behind the counter again.."

Hyejoo walked over to her younger sister, who was, once again, hiding behind the counter in the middle of the night. The closer she got, the more she noticed a slight illumination reflecting onto Yeojin's face. She was on her phone, intensely watching the screen.

"Yeojin, I swear if you're watching porn-"

"Shh!" Yeojin shushed loudly. "And I'm not watching porn, you idiot!" Yeojin whisper-shouts at her older sister who stood in front of her. Yeojin was sat on the ground in a robe, Hyejoo could really only hope something was under that. Her eyes had dark bags under them, sleep deprivation written all over her face.

"Go to bed," Hyejoo exhaled softly, matching Yeojin's hushed tone. "It's literally one in the morning, and this is the second time I've seen you do this..."

"I'd tell you but I'm not sure if your tiny brain could process it."

"I'm not stupid, Yeojin. You're literally, like, two years old, why are you talking."

"You said Sweden was in South America," Yeojin stared blankly up at Hyejoo, who remained unresponsive. "Basically, I think I got myself into some, uhh- trouble, to say the least."

"Goddammit, I knew you were watching- AGH!" Hyejoo reached for Yeojin's phone before getting whacked on the thigh harshly. She looked at Yeojin in offense while Yeojin showed no sign of remorse, her face still blank and longing for sleep. "Okay, that was for..?"

"Being an idiot," Yeojin stated. "As I was saying, I was basically doing some stupid shit online... ended up giving away- uh- personal information... and now, uh, I... I might just, you know... get caught?"

Hyejoo's eyebrows knitted together, meeting Yeojin's glare in confusion. "That sounds shady as fuck."

Yeojin sighed, rolling her eyes, "Of course it does. You know what- Just don't worry about it, I can deal with it on my own," Yeojin nodded her head to herself. "Not saying you'd be much help anyway," She muttered under her breath, proceeding to look back down at her phone.

Hyejoo bit the inside of her cheek, already knowing this would be an impossible battle to win. Walking away, she waved to Yeojin, "Good luck on whatever your so-called 'problem' is... I'll be upstairs." Grabbing a cup of water, what she originally came into the kitchen for, she went back upstairs and headed towards her room, but not before pausing in front of her sister's room.

Yeojin's Room!
NO BOYS!! OR HYEJOO

Written in hot pink crayon, taped onto the door. She wrote that when she was in kindergarten, apparently still never had taken it down. Why couldn't Yeojin just sit in her room, why'd she have to go the extra mile and hide behind the fucking counter? Hyejoo laughed, she almost forgot, her sister always went the extra mile. Mostly to steal the spotlight, which had never exactly worked, considering she was neither of their parents' favorite. It was always Haseul, of course. Hyejoo understood, though. Haseul would be her favorite too. Probably just because Yeojin is kind of annoying, especially when she steals her underwear or goes in public with her anywhere. She'd probably cut off a limb to gain some attention. Probably already tried to, actually. Nonetheless, she still loved Yeojin. Not as much as she's forced to say by her parents, but still love. She'd offer her protection from her... unexplained situation, of sorts- if she'd let her.

Maybe her problem is in the room?

Hyejoo's hand hovered over the doorknob, palm sweaty at the thought of what might be in there. The hallway was dark and almost pitch black, the only light source being the natural light from whatever came in through the window. Her water loosely held in her other hand, the glass becoming slippery. Her hand found the knob, ready to twist it, wrist about to turn-