Better Days // 좋은 날

3. The Leader

"Wheeinie," Yongsun said with a soft smile as she opened the door, revealing Wheein who let out a loud laugh at the sight of her leader.

"Unnie! What...what are you wearing?" Wheein continued chuckling as she covered her mouth with her hand and entered her friend's apartment, the nerves and tension that had been building in her mind over the past few hours instantly melting away at the sight of Yong in a chicken suit.

"Just something for Solarsido," Yong replied nonchalantly with a wave of her hand as she began unzipping the suit as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Wheein shook her head half-embarassed that the woman wasn't phased in the slightest about being seen in the outift and took a seat on her couch. Yong slumped down beside her with a dramatic sigh and looked at Wheein through the gap in the hair that had fallen in front of her face. "How are you?"

Yongsun spoke delicately, and Wheein immediately felt a lump return to her throat. "Okay, I think." Wheein said with a small shrug as she moved to cross her legs underneath her and grabbed a pillow from the couch and hugged it. Yong frowned seriously, then scooted closer to the girl until they both sat cross-legged with their knees touching, and the leader placed a hand lightly on Wheein's thigh.

"You don't have to pretend with me, Wheein-ah. You know that, right?" Yongsun asked quietly, and Wheein let out a small shaky breath, praying to every God in existence that her cheeks hadn't turned their usual shade of bright pink whenever she was around her member, and nodded.

"Why did you need to see me anyway, unnie?" Wheein asked, leaning to rest her head on the couch as she looked at Yong sideways. Yong tilted her head uncomfortably and took a deep breath, suddenly unable to meet Wheein's wide eyes.

"I...uh...I need you to sign something, and then your father won't bother you anymore," Yongsun said as she reached for the stack of papers on her coffee table and gave them to Wheein. Wheein frowned as she read, not able to make sense of the lengthy document, and gave Yong a questioning look. "It's a contract, I made my lawyer draw it up. She said the only way you could stop your father from using your name is to sue him, but since he has no money and it would mean testifying and risking the press finding out anyway, we came up with a contract."

Wheein frowned as she thought about what Yongsun was saying, knowing that there weren't many other options for her, but feeling slightly annoyed that her leader had done all this without consulting her first. "Why didn't you ask me, first? What if I don't want other people involved?" Wheein asked, gulping when Yong's face fell and she shrunk in on herself.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that way. I just wanted to-"

"That's just it though, isn't it? You do what you want without asking me first or thinking of the consequences," Wheein said, her words quiet but heavy as her hands traced random patterns on the cushion she was holding.

"I...What's this about?" Yongsun questioned, dipping her head to meet Wheein's eyes and sighing sadly at the sight of Wheein's big eyes looking up at her with a glassiness that made her heart ache.

"You know what it's about, unnie..." Wheein said, her voice gaining confidence as she collected her thoughts and spoke carefully. "I don't want to keep ignoring it, it's not good for me."

Yong licked her lips as she processed what Wheein was saying, trying to steady the forceful beating of her heart against her ribcage. She hadn't planned on this, and she while she knew Wheein deserved the decency of an explanation, she didn't know what to say.

"We've talked about it already, Wheein-ah. I don't know what more you want me to say," Yongsun said.

"We haven't talked truthfully. Unnie, you kissed me-"