Would U | Red Velvet; Joyri

Chapter 1 | So Far Away

'Kim Yerim makes me feel more alive than i have ever felt in my life.'

"why is your stage name joy?" asked Yerim, the two girls sitting on Sooyoung's bed. This had become an occurrent thing, Yerim coming into Sooyoung's room without any warning, acting as if it was completely normal. the idea of Yerim becoming so casual with Sooyoung had boggled Sooyoung. Even though Sooyoung was older, she seemed bare shielded against the force of Yerim. Abiding by her terms no matter the consequence, no matter the idea, it was just Sooyoung's flaw.

Being in love with Yerim.

"Because I'm happy?" spoke Sooyoung with a stance of uneasiness. Knowing Yerim she was probably going to make some snarky remark, to which Sooyoung would smile to, then feel guilty for being happy altogether. Sooyoung knew that she shouldn't be so emotionally invested with Yerim.

But there were things about Yerim that made it seem as if the universe wanted Sooyoung to suffer from her feelings.

Her voice,

"I don't think so," said Yerim with her signature thinking face, lips pouting out just slightly, brows furrowed with concentration. But Sooyoung could see the mischief in Yerim's eyes. Yerim leaned closer, away from the sitting criss-cross applesauce and more into of a hand dependent position. Yerim balanced herself on the mattress with both hands, her face the closest thing to Sooyoung's face.

Her humor and mischief,

"I don't think you're happy," Yerim started, hand on Sooyoung's thigh. Sooyoung inwardly cursed at herself for letting her stylists wear shorts, "I think you bring Joy."

"You're so incredibly basic," Sooyoung said, as she shifted back, Yerim's warm hand was taken off her thigh. Soonyoung changed from facing Yerim to face the wall, her legs hanging off her mattress. Attempting to hide her heated cheeks. Sooyoung hates to do this. To do this to Yerim.

But Yerim doesn't understand.

"Sooyoung," spoke Yerim softly. Sooyoung suppressed a shiver at the act of Yerim using her real name. Sooyoung was the closest to Yerim, the other members had noticed too. The way that Sooyoung's eyes traced Yerim's lips as she spoke, the way she'd hide away after Yerim did something border-line affectionate in their dorm. Sooyoung had consoled with Seulgi. Seulgi understood the idea of being repressed was painful. Sooyoung was paralyzed in a state of horror and pain. But it was all for Yerim.

"Why are you like this?" exclaimed Yerim lightly, shaking her head as she attempted to put her hand on Sooyoung's own. Only for Sooyoung to shy away again, scooting farther away from the younger,

"Why are you so far away?"

The question hung in the air like a dreary cloud about the rain. Because I love you, Sooyoung was incredibly close to saying it. But she knew she couldn't, she hated this. She hated herself, she hated Yerim for being so perfect, she hated the fact that she had feelings for Yerim. She was so fed up.

Yerim could feel Sooyoung's composure breaking her. Yerim's words rendering Sooyoung utterly vulnerable.

Yerim heard a sniffle, and only then did Sooyoung give a reply. 

"Let's go to sleep okay?" 

Author's Note: 

Hey! this is more of a contemporary one shot where it's just going to be flashes of joyri moments through out the entire book. anyways,,,, why? bc i'm lazy lmao and i wanted more of a melancholic piece. 

yes there's going to be sadness. 

prepare yourself for some angst. 

see u later 

- pwarksooyoung_