The next morning, I find Jinsoul sitting at my usual table. Jiwoo is nowhere to be found.
"What's up Jinsoul?" I ask nervously, sitting down.
"I think you know why I'm here, Sooyoung," she replies coolly. "I like you a lot, but I don't appreciate being used like your little sex toy. And I'm sure Jiwoo doesn't like being used the same way either."
I stare at her, my mouth agape.
"I-I don't use you or Jiwoo!" I protest, but I glance down sheepishly when Jinsoul gives me a skeptical look.
I know she's right, even if I don't want to admit it. It's been wrong all along for me to keep messing around with Jinsoul like this. What I've done to Jiwoo is simply unforgivable.
"I'm here to give you an ultimatum," Jinsoul says. "It's either her or me. I won't be mad if you pick her; I understand. But I don't want to keep going on like this. If we're gonna keep having sex, then I want us to be committed to each other."
She stares at me, but I avoid her gaze. Finally, Jinsoul clicks her tongue and leaves without another word.
After breakfast, I find Jiwoo with Chaewon and Hyejoo in the studio messing around with each other.
"Jiwoo? Can I talk to you?" I ask, standing in the doorway.
Jiwoo looks up, surprised.
"Uhh, sure," she says, letting go of Chaewon's wrist.
When Jiwoo reaches the door, I grab her hand and drag her into the hallway.
"I love you Jiwoo," I tell her seriously.
I grip Jiwoo's shoulders tightly, my brow furrowed in worry and desperation.
Jiwoo sighs. "Then why did you cheat on me with Jinsoul?"
"I-I don't know..." I trail off. "I didn't know what I wanted okay? I was stupid back then. But now I know what I want. I want to be with you forever, Jiwoo!"
Jiwoo glares at me with months of skepticism and anger flickering in her eyes. She rips her body out of my grasp. I take a step back, feeling shocked and betrayed.
"You have a choice to make, Sooyoung," she says. "It's either me or her, but you can't have us both."
I stare at the floor, feeling utterly disgusted with myself. I've done a cruel thing. My heart knows exactly who it wants, but I can't bring myself to admit it—to myself or anyone.
My lungs have forgotten how to breathe. I feel like I'm drowning and Jiwoo is standing there, doing nothing to save me.
But Jinsoul 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.
I love you, Jung Jinsoul.
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The End
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A/N: As my first ever real fanfic, I think it turned out okay😅. Feel free to comment and tell me what you thought of the story or how I can improve my writing in the future. A new story will be coming out eventually! (so probably never lmao) - TG🌙🏳️🌈❤️
10 Aug. 2021: Wow 11k reads😳 Thank you so much to everyone that's read this (and gotten to the end hehe)
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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:...
