venomous // loona

five

a/n: thank u guys for being so patient with me, i took a much needed break and i finally found my motivation to write every time i read you guys' comments 😭😭 thank u guys for not pressuring me into updating or anything, thank u for giving me some time!!

tw// death (sorry i can't remember the last time i wrote nonangst jsjshshhs i promise there's some fluff in here!!), weird old men, a lot of words, graphic depictions of violence (like... really graphic. borderline gross), overall complete fuckery lol

Somehow Hyejoo felt odd holding Chaewon's hand, but so natural, too. It felt weird, that just a few days ago Chaewon was the last person she'd ever want to talk to. She couldn't tell if this feeling was refreshing or unwanted. Hyejoo consciously pulled her hand away once they exited the school, not wanting the feeling to linger on her fingertips anymore. Chaewon looked at her oddly but didn't say anything, not wanting to raise questions after their- could you call it a fight?- whatever it was.

Hyejoo felt weird, no one could deny that suddenly becoming best friends again with your best-friend-turned-enemy was a little odd. Especially after what they've done to each other. And, now that she thought about it, what were they going to do about that? Ignore it? Pretend it never happened? Move along and forget the past? The guilt began to ascend again inside Hyejoo's stomach, looking down at her feet as she walked, remembering how she wrecked Chaewon's car just because she found a new friend. And just as she went to look up again, Haseul's car was right there, parked harmlessly, and yet Hyejoo still managed to knock herself into it.

"Ow!" Hyejoo yelped and shut her eyes, bringing her hand up to rub her aching nose. "Jesus fu-"

"Dumbass," Haseul laughed, rolling down the window to check on her little sister. She made quick eye contact with Chaewon, only a few feet behind her, who was also stifling laughter, covering her mouth with her palm. "Get in the car, you two."

Chaewon nodded and Hyejoo opened the car door, not bothering to walk around the car and sit up front with Haseul. Chaewon sat in the seat beside Hyejoo, feeling comfortable now with being close to her. She believes that at least part of their friendship has been redeemed, right?

Haseul drove away from the school and looked back at the two girls in the back seat. She kept her eyes on Hyejoo through the rear view mirror, squinting at her. "You're so fucking lucky that I'm choosing to help you instead of keeping my flawless college attendance. You didn't even thank me once, you brat."

Hyejoo looked up at her, previously pretending like picking her nails was the most entertaining thing in the world. "Okay, thank you?? I mean, I'd assume you would kind of want to save your own sister..."

"She was annoying," Haseul stated. "But Mom would definitely kill me if I didn't help get her back."

"Keep in mind Mom still thinks Yeojin's at some weird education camp or something," Hyejoo added.

Haseul sighed, "Yep. But we gotta keep it that way, we don't need her panicking or anything."

"I can already hear her," Hyejoo began with a laugh. "My poor baby Yeojin! Oh, my sweet little child, my favorite, gone! The-"

"Hyejoo, stop," Haseul ordered with a laugh. "Not something we're gonna joke about. But you're totally right."

A short laughter filled the car before it went silent again, Chaewon looking out the window, feeling somewhat out of place. Haseul immediately caught onto that, the better part of her being a good humanitarian and including her too.

"How was school, Chaewon?" She asked. "I'm assuming you're getting better grades than Hyejoo. Or at least I'm hoping."

"Hey!" Hyejoo intervened.