Wendy Oneshot

💙💚 Love is Game

Geez. She needs to find herself some of her own friends. Maybe then she’d stop being so bitter about having to share Seulgi with a ‘Really Good Person™️'. Plus she should be used to it; sharing her living space and her roommate with other people. Especially since Seulgi's abundance of fellow arts majors come over a lot, anyway.

Wendy especially. Wendy comes over really often.

(With food as well. Like. Wow.

She makes it hard for Sooyoung to genuinely dislike her — let alone hate her — and it simply makes her want to dislike the girl even more.)

Now that she thinks about it, it has actually gotten to the point where Wendy might as well be living with them. She remembers teasing Seulgi about it the other week, right until she overwhelmed herself with frustration at the sheer amount of confused looks and "She's just a friend?" responses she got every time.

It still didn't change the fact that she became hyperaware of exactly what time Wendy would arrive at their apartment, what she would do there, and what time she would leave.

And there's nothing particularly unusual about knowing that she normally arrives midday at twelve, sharp; that she cooks if she's staying long, and brings coffee otherwise; that she leaves by late afternoon the same day, unless she's staying the night in Seulgi's room.

The two of them seem closer than even Sooyoung and Seulgi are at times, and it’s certainly not the former's own jealousy that arouses suspicion about it.

…Probably.

Maybe.

Either way what she wants is the truth, and she’s not getting that from her childhood friend, who's a contradiction of being both the human equivalent of slow-moving traffic and a wise soul stuck in an art student's body.

What Sooyoung needs is a different angle, so she corners Wendy instead. It takes convincing Seulgi to go prepare dinner for them that same night when she gets back from her small shopping trip, but she's willing to risk the kitchen and their own safety for information.

(Kind of.)

Wendy shifts on the sofa next to her after they're left alone, looking increasingly sceptical about the whole Seulgi-plus-cooking concept, as any self-preserving person should. But thankfully for Sooyoung she remains seated with her knees drawn to her chin and her arms folded on top of them, casting only a few worried glances at the closed door of the kitchen. Sooyoung tries her best to relax too, and maybe this isn't up there on her list of 'Genius Ideas of the Century', but it needs to be done for the sake of her own sanity.

And of course she decides to approach it the only way she knows — to the point and blunt as a hammer. As always.

“Wendy-sshi," she starts, as some laugh track plays over a sitcom on the TV. She tries not to think that they’re laughing at her poor attempt at tactfulness.

Wendy makes a sound like a "Yes?" but it's hard to tell when her mouth is pressed against the sleeve of her jumper. Sooyoung watches her turn to face her before clearing her throat and ploughing on.

“You’re around here a lot, nowadays," she states, realises her tone is too brusque, and tries not to sound so accusing as she gives a small nod over to the girl. “Are you and Seulgi-unnie dating?"

The music major's head lifts from her arms with a startled widening of her eyes then, and it's comical to the point where Sooyoung feels mirth tugging at her lips. Wendy levels her expression quickly though, easing into an amused smile as she settles back in her seat. “Oh, no way," she chuckles, the sound low and melodious. "I’m her humble designated wingman."