of your love and lies - loona (2jin/multiship)

chapter 1 - 2jin

her head feels heavy.

she regrets that 6th shot now. she should've known better. drinks never do her any good and she remembers having way too many tonight. maybe it was really careless of her, but it's okay to let loose some times, right?

she shifts a little, feeling the warmth of her bed and the softness of the pillow under her head, a smile unknowingly making its way onto her lips at the familiarity. she wonders if she's alone in the room right now,, well, if she's in her room, that is.

no, she's definitely in her room. where's hyejoo then? and why is it so quie-

"i'm so sorry" a whisper comes breaking through the silence.

heejin can almost feel the fingers that gently trail down from her cheek to her jawline. a thumb comes to rest there while another finger ghosts over her cheek.

"i never..." heejin can't make out the next words of the speaker, her mind being too foggy for that. she tries to open her eyes and seek out the person who's talking to her but her eyelids feel heavy. she's too tired to do anything at all. for a second, she attempts to mumble something but the words don't make sense to herself either, she wouldn't expect the person to understand her.

suddenly, the warmth disappears, the person having removed their palm from heejin's face. before she can say anything, she feels a light kiss being pressed to her forehead.

"goodnight heekie"

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"heejin" she feels a tug at her arm. "come on, wake up"

heejin opens her eyes slowly, trying to adjust to the light. only then does she become aware of the headache blooming under her temple.

"haseul's making you some pancakes. oh and she kept the painkillers on the breakfast table too. said she expected you to be nursing an awful hangover" hyejoo says.

heejin looks at her roommate, "are you going somewhere?" she asks as she watches hyejoo putting her jacket on.

"yup. chae, yerim and i are going out for the day" hyejoo answers as she walks towards her bed on the other side of the room and grabs her phone.

heejin is just sitting up on her bed when the memory flashes across her mind.

"goodnight heekie"

memory? it wasn't that, was it? it was most probably a dream. but it felt real. too real.

"hye, were you here when i came back last evening?" she asks as she swings her legs off the bed.

"yeah, of course i was" hyejoo replies as she finishes putting her mask on, meeting heejin's gaze.

"did i... how did i end up here? in our room?" heejin has to know, needs to know that it isn't what she's thinking. because there's only one person who calls her with that name. and she doesn't like the idea of her being that close, kissing her forehead like it's nothing, calling her the nickname as if nothing happene-