SPOILED ROTTEN || SAIDA

iv

Dahyun was feeling anxious for the first time in a while.

Not the bad kind of nervous; not the anxiety Dahyun felt when she wondered if she’d be able to feed herself that day. No, this was the good kind of nervous.

It was almost comparable to when Sana would tease her with kisses. Almost.

You see, Dahyun had studied for her test all week and she was pretty sure she nailed it. Today was the day that her grade percentage would be released and despite her confidence, a part of her was still anxious.

The professor walked around the room, handing out marked tests. Some students banged their head on the table after reading their percentage, others only breathed a sigh of relief. Dahyun wondered which she would be.

Eventually, the professor walked by her seat. He grinned at her and said, “Quite the turn around, Ms Kim.”

Dahyun perked up at this. He was referring to the abysmal marks Dahyun had been getting due to distractions like work that kept her from studying. Now, thanks to Sana, Dahyun was stress-free, work-free and able to study.

Which is why she had a big fat 87% scribbled on the top of her test. A little comment below that read: “Highest score in the class!!”

Dahyun squealed with delight, not caring how the other students turned to look back at her. This was the best news she had heard all week!

Her first thought was to send Sana a snapchat of her grade. (The Japanese woman introduced her to the world of social media during their time spent together… among other things.) The caption read: “i got the highest mark in class!!!”

Sana replied in seconds, which made Dahyun smile. Her smile only grew bigger as she read the reply:

sana-unnie: congratulations kitten! swing by the office, we’ll celebrate :)

☾ ☾ ☾

“I knew you could do it, Dahyunnie,” Sana murmured after Dahyun pounced into her arms.

They were standing in Sana’s office, embracing. Dahyun had jumped into Sana’s outstretched arms once the elevator doors opened. Sana was currently stroking Dahyun’s hair and pulling her flush against her body.

Dahyun nuzzled further into Sana’s neck, saying, “It’s thanks to you, Unnie.”

She never wanted to leave this embrace. Sana smelled like expensive perfume and felt like home in a single body. Under her touch, Dahyun felt at ease.

“Oh?” Sana asked before pulling away slightly.

Dahyun whined at the loss of contact and Sana continued, asking, “And how are you going to thank me, then?”

The implication was clear and it made Dahyun’s body shiver. Sana watched her with those piercing brown eyes and Dahyun felt so vulnerable under her gaze. It would be so easy to lean forward to kiss Sana; she had done it before.

But Dahyun was still learning the ropes, still unsure of herself. So she pecked Sana on the cheek and jumped away, blushing fiercely.

Sana giggled and touched her cheek, saying, “Any kiss from you is priceless, Dahyun-ah. Doesn’t matter where you place it.”

Dahyun shivered at her words.

“So, uh,” Dahyun fumbled for words, trying to change the subject, “how are we celebrating?”

Sana hummed before pulling out her phone. Dahyun watched as she typed away on the screen before taking a seat on the couch. She sat at the very end, back straight and one leg over the other. She looked like modern day royalty.