TWICE One Shots

Fake Hope [JeongMiChaeng]

A/N: Please do not hate me for making Mina er, you'll know.

It's more of MiChaeng in this part.

"How does it feel to see your girl in my arms?" Jeongyeon whispered into Chaeyoung's ears, "Pregnant even."

Their distance was so close at anytime Chaeyoung could just thrust a fist up her ribs. But all Chaeyoung did was stand there and grit her teeth. She told herself Mina was not worth it.

She heard a victory laughter as she watch Jeongyeon's figure fade away, she crumpled to the ground, hugging her knees and crying her heart out. How much Mina meant to her and only she knew.

Mina and Chaeyoung were the best known couple staying strong back in high school, from freshman year when Chaeyoung proposed to graduation.

But when they graduated, everything was different.

The two love birds were bathing in the morning sun ray as they laid tangled in each other.

"Mina ah, what do you want to pursue?" Chaeyoung asked snuggled against the older girl, playing with her fingers.

"I want to dance."

And Chaeyoung let her. She encouraged Mina in her hard times when she stayed unemployed and supported her mentally and financially and was more than happy for her when Mina came back one day jumping around telling her that she had found a job.

But when Mina returned one day reeking of alcohol, Chaeyoung knew something was wrong.

"Why did you drink? Shouldn't you be at work?"

"This is my work. D-do you want me to strip for you too?" Mina threw her arms around Chaeyoung and started pulling her into a kiss.

Chaeyoung pushed her off. She glared at drunk Mina and wanted to leave and never see that woman again.

But as Mina broke into tears and fall due to fatigue, Chaeyoung still rushed to her side.

I'll just take care of her this one last time. Chaeyoung told herself.

Morning came. Chaeyoung slept longer than she expected. She saw Mina shifting in her sleep with a pained expression so she decided to make soup for the girl.

As she was adding the last ingredient into the soup just the way Mina liked it to be, she felt hands sneaking up her tummy and moving dangerously high up.

She brushed the hands off and faced Mina.

"What's wrong babe?"

"What's wrong?" Chaeyoung scoffed, "Shouldn't you know best?"

"Chaeng, look at me...look, I know you're not happy with me working at the bar, and that's why I didn't tell you. But trust me, all I do there is dance. Nothing else."

And so Chaeyoung believed her. Even when Mina told her how her random seduction yesterday was only a slip of the tongue and only meant for her and how she got drunk with a few friends she coincidentally met at the bar.

But days passed and Mina kept returning home drunk. Chaeyoung again helped to settle Mina onto the bed and laid next to her.

She needs to be blind about this. As she sniffed in the foreign smell of perfume mixed in the smell of alcohol, she told herself, Mina didn't do that.