Decaffeinated

twenty seven.

"Pink?" Chaeyoung uttered. "What? Doesn't it look good?" Jeongyeon turned around to show Chaeyoung her new hair color. "I mean, it does. I was just surprised." Chaeyoung chuckled. "What?"

"Food really does something else to you, unnie." Jeongyeon laughed. "Just wanted to turn it up a little." The younger smiled.

At least she's doing fine.

They arrived at Chaeyoung's apartment. Jeongyeom fixed the groceries while Chaeyoung gave Mina a call.

"Hey."

"Hi, Mina."

"How's my little Chaengie doing?"

"I'm doing great! Except the fact that I miss you big time."

"I know, babe. I know. Actually, I got great news!"

"What is it?"

"If we continued to be this consistent at work, we'll be home by next week!"

"That's the best news I heard today! Do good, Mitang. I want you in my arms already."

"You really are something else, huh?"

"Only for Mina."

"Shut up. By the way, how's your plan doing?"

"About the building? It's doing great. Oh! Also, hyung is here. She's gonna stay for the rest of the week."

Chaeyoung impulsively said it to Mina.

Oh fuck.

"Hmm? What is Jeongyeon unnie doing there?"

"Uhh, we missed each other so she decided to take a week at my house. Also, she felt alone in her penthouse so yeah."

"Oh, well that's good! At least you both get to spend time together."

"Yeah. Anyway, I just called to check up on you. I hope you're doing good and not skipping meals."

"I'm very healthy and eating my meals four times a day."

"Good to hear that."

"Anyway, I gotta go, Chae. We need to shoot again."

"Do good! I love you."

"I love you too."

Chaeyoung hung up and sighed in relief. Good thing Mina bought her excuse, but Chaeyoung felt the guilt of lying to her."

This is bad.

"Hyung." She called out. The now pink haired girl looked at her. "Yes?" The younger girl stared at her, then shook her head. "Nothing. Shouldn't you call Momo unnie and inform her that you're here?" She nodded. "Yeah, I just finished arranging the groceries. I'll call her now."

Jeongyeon fishes out her phone from her pocket. She dialed Momo's number and it rang.

"Baby, I'm at a shoot right now. Call you later when it's over, okay? I love you."

Momo hung up the call before Jeongyeon even get to say a word. Her happy expression turned into a worried one.

"Hey, hyung, are you okay?" Chaeyoung saw how her expressions fell. Jeongyeon looked up and nodded. "I'm fine. Momo said that she still at a shoot right now that's why she can't take a call." The younger girl nodded "Yes, hyung. I just called Mina and she said that they'll need to shoot again." Jeongyeon forced a laugh, but Chaeyoung didn't bought it. "Hey, hyung, don't worry so much." Jeongyeon shook her head, composing herself. "You're right. I shouldn't."

-

Jeongyeon, and Chaeyoung were at the airport, waiting for the love of their life. It's been two weeks since Jeongyeon has been diagnosed with an anxiety disorder, and she has been improving since then.

Is she?

But on a different note, she's still not ready to tell Momo her situation, but she knows damn well that she needs to.

When will you be ready, Yoo?

They have been waiting for half an hour, until they saw Momo, and Mina. They instantly got a bright— no, genuine smile printed on their faces. They waved at them until they noticed it. They came, running into their arms, missing the warmth of their bodies.

"I missed you so much, Momoring." Jeongyeon hugged her tightly, as if it was the last time she would hug her. "I missed you too, baby." The older pulled out from the hug, and now lifting Momo's chin, engaging to a kiss.

And so they did, not really caring if they are in public. They just missed each other so much, and it shows.

Chaeyoung cleared her throat, making them pull out of the kiss. "Making out on an airport isn't really a good idea, don't you think, hyung?" Jeongyeon chuckled, "Whatever."

"I love your pink hair, babe. It suits you so well." Jeongyeon ran her fingers through her hair. "It looks good, right? I figured you'd love it." Momo chuckled. "I love you more, though." The pink haired girl sighed before scoffing. "Australia did something to you." The younger girl giggled. "I just missed you." Jeongyeon hummed. "I missed you too, especially in bed." Momo smirked, and before she could even say a thing, Chaeyoung coughs again, interrupting them both.

"Please don't be kinky inside the car when Chae and I are still in the car." Mina rolled her eyes, making them both laugh.

They dropped off Mina and Chaeyoung to their apartment.

"Thank you, hyung." Chaeyoung smiled. "Not a problem at all." Jeongyeon responded.

"Oh, hyung, by the way, you know where it's placed, right?" Jeongyeon nodded. "Yes, Chae." Momo overheard their conversation, and she got curious.

What did they placed?

-

"Ah, at last." Momo exclaimed as she throws herself on the bed, exhausted from the flight she just had. "Tired?" Jeongyeon joined her. "Very, but Australia was beautiful, though. We should go there sometimes." Jeongyeon gave her a hum and cuddled her. Wrapping her arms around her waist to feel the warmth of her body. Momo did the same and felt her tiredness was now gone.

I miss this. I miss Jeongyeon.

"Let's stay like this forever." Jeongyeon utters, fighting back the tears, and not wanting Momo to worry. But she failed, tears started to run down her face, sobbing on Momo's neck.

"Hey, what's wrong, baby?" Jeongyeon shook her head. "Jeong, you know I'm always here to listen." She still cried. Momo didn't pushed her to say it, instead, she let the latter cry her heart out.

"I love you so much that I couldn't bare to lose you." Jeongyeon managed to say between sobs. Momo caressed her back, trying to calm her down. "You aren't going to lose me, Jeongyeon. Not now, not ever." She whispered on her ear, which made the older girl's hug tighten. "Please, please promise me that it's only me. Promise me that no matter what happens to us, you'll still come back to me." Momo smiled a little, "I promise, Jeongyeon. Nobody else, but you."

Jeongyeon cried even more, she can't take how much of a soft girl Momo is, despite of all her struggles with life.

I'm so sorry, Momo. I'm sorry that you ended up with a weak person like me.