SPOILED ROTTEN || SAIDA

iii

“What do you mean you quit your job?”

Dahyun was currently camping out in Chaeyoung and Tzuyu’s apartment. It had been days since Sana and Dahyun had… come to an agreement. They had been texting each other whenever they could and Dahyun was growing more comfortable in Sana’s company.

For now, Dahyun had a test coming up and Chaeyoung was making it difficult to study.

She sighed and said, “I mean, I quit my job. There’s no other meaning, Chaeyoung-ah.”

“Yeah, no shit, Dahyun.” Chaeyoung said, plopping down onto the couch in front of her, “I mean why?”

Tzuyu perked up and said, “It’s not like you can afford to quit those jobs.”

Dahyun mumbled, saying, “Actually, now I can.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” Chaeyoung asked, furrowed brows and all.

You see, Dahyun had yet to tell her friends about her new relationship with Sana. There were two reasons for this. The first was that it was impossible to bring that conversation up naturally. The second was that Dahyun was afraid her friends would criticise her decision.

If an argument was going to break out, Dahyun wanted to prolong it for as long as she could.

“I may have…” Dahyun started off cautiously, “…agreed to become someone’s sugar baby.”

The reaction was instantaneous: “WHAT?”

Tzuyu dropped the bag of chips in her hand and her mouth hung open. Chaeyoung had jumped on the sofa (for some reason?) and was hunched over with her palms raised up.

This was the exactly the reaction Dahyun was dreading.

“What do you mean you’re a sugar baby?” Chaeyoung asked.

Dahyun shrugged, saying, “It’s exactly what it sounds like.”

“Wow, Tofu.” Tzuyu piped up again, “I didn’t know you had it in you. Good for you.”

Chaeyoung whipped her head around to shout at Tzuyu: “No! Not good for her!”

“Why are you so upset?” Dahyun asked, frowning up at Chaeyoung.

“Because you’re basically pimping yourself out to some random guy!”

Dahyun clenched her fists and let out a huff. That particular comment stung and the urge to scream at Chaeyoung was overwhelming. Despite this, she knew that if she didn’t defend herself now she’d never hear the end of it from Chaeyoung.

“OK, first of all, I’m not pimping myself out: sex isn’t even on the table right now.” Dahyun said, almost seething, “And second of all, it’s not some random guy, it’s a really attractive and nice woman that I’ve met.”

Chaeyoung took a seat on the couch and said, “Dahyun, you sound insane.”

“I don’t understand what the problem is.” Dahyun said, growing bored of the conversation.

“Are you really that short on cash?” Chaeyoung asked, adding, “Is that why you’re doing this?”

“I’m doing this because I want to.” Dahyun said firmly, “Sana is really nice and she pampers me and being with her makes me forget what struggling feels like.”

Chaeyoung’s eyes grew wide as she asked, “Wait a minute, was this the girl you were telling me about a few days ago?”

Dahyun nodded.

“Fuck me.” Chaeyoung breathed out as she flopped back onto the couch.

Silence filled the apartment for a moment. It was broken by Tzuyu’s voice calling, “Dahyun-ah.”