Jiwoo and I made up, and the knot that had long formed in my chest was finally starting to unravel.
We saw a movie together and walked down the streets of Seoul, sharing kimbap and mandu and ice cream cones. I felt like I had fallen in love with Jiwoo all over again. That entire evening, Jinsoul didn't cross my mind once.
A few days later, I break it off with Jinsoul.
"Jinsoul, I have something to tell you..." I told her nervously.
Jinsoul sucks in a breath and glances at the floor. She seems to know exactly what I'm about to say.
"The other day, Jiwoo and I made up," I begin. "We went on a date and I'm happy again. I love her. I want to be with her, and only her. I like you a lot Jinsoul, but just as a friend. You can understand that right?"
"Yeah, I know. Jungeun told me you two had made up. I-I understand. I'm glad you and Jiwoo are back together again." She sighs and walks away, her head hanging low.
I might've felt bad for breaking it off with Jinsoul, but Jiwoo and I were back together, and I only wanted to make love to my girlfriend.
That night, as we were all leaving the dinning hall, I whisper in Jiwoo's ear, "My room. Tonight at 12. Be there."
Jiwoo bites her lip and squeals.
I glance at Jinsoul out the corner of my eye, and see her staring at us, practically fuming.
I look back at Jiwoo. "Shut up!" I said with my teeth clenched. "I don't want us to get caught."
Jiwoo ignores me and clings to my arm, grinning from ear to ear.
As everyone settles down for bed, I clean my room, light various tea candles, and lay a peach coloured peony, Jiwoo's favourite flower, across my pillow. I set out a romantic sounding vinyl on the record player and sit on the edge of my bed, anxiously waiting for 12 o'clock to roll around.
At exactly 11:59, I hear a knock on my door. I jump up and Jiwoo comes in my room. She smiles at me shyly and wraps her arms around my neck.
"I've missed you so, so much Sooyoungie," she says, pecking me on the lips.
I grin and wrap my arms around her small waist, twirling her around the room. I set her down just long enough to drop the needle onto the record, and carry Jiwoo to the bed. I lay her down and top her. We begin to kiss and make love.
I don't remember much of what happened after that, just that it was the best sex I had ever had.
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✔ Drowning: ChuVesSoul
Fanfiction"I feel like I'm drowning... But she is the water, and maybe I don't want to be saved. Maybe I want to sink so deeply, deeply in love that there's no chance of coming back up for air. And yet, maybe I already have." - Part XIII Finished! Disclaimer:...
