2. white rose 》jeongmi

XVII

the wind from outside the windows started blowing the curtains, and jeongyeon couldn't move, nor speak at the sudden words she heard from mina.

"i had never been interested into something like this, not until you told me you like me." mina continued, inching closer and closer to jeongyeon. "and then not long ago, you told me you love me."

jeongyeon's breathing was short. is this what vernon was saying?

"and then you screwed me up." mina turned her body facing jeongyeon. "i know i was making you sad. and you know what?" mina asked, motioning her hand to tuck some hair behind jeongyeon's ears.

jeongyeon's eyes never left mina's.

"i hate it." mina whispered as she moved her hand down, on top of jeongyeon's.

what is this? jeongyeon asks herself.

mina looked away. "maybe because you found a spot inside me, or maybe because you made me feel things i haven't before, or maybe because of the words you told me, or the stories i heard from you, i'm confused too." mina states in finality, and by the sound of it, jeongyeon felt a little bittersweet. "you kinda messed me up in a special way." mina met eyes again with jeongyeon, and they were a tad bit closer this time.

"you're not leaving again, aren't you?" jeongyeon whispered, her eyes heading to mina's lips as they inch closer and closer.

"no. i'm staying." mina replied, squeezing her hand to jeongyeon's.

tonight, jeongyeon was the happiest.

"jeong-ah." mina closed her eyes, jeongyeon hums. "i'm sleepy."

jeongyeon smiles. "yeah, let's sleep."//