Worthless

Chapter 19

KIM YONGSUN

Yongsun woke up feeling sore all over. Byul and her might have gotten carried away a little too much last night. She shifted on her side of the bed to take a look at clock on the nightstand; 5 am. She groaned and closed her eyes tightly. It was still a little too early for someone who slept after a very tiring night.

She felt the arms wrapped around her waist tighten, and Byul also shifts on the bed. She turned to see Byul open her eyes a little, and groan.

"Why are you up so early?" she complained.

"How do you know it's still early?" Yongsun teased. The blinds were still drawn, Byul wouldn't have known if the sun was already up in the sky.

"Just a hunch." She nuzzled her face on Yongsun's neck. "I want to sleep more. I can't go back to sleep if you won't stop squirming on the bed. You know how light I tend to sleep."

Yongsun nods at her. "I think I'll get up first. Go back to sleep, Byul-ah." Yongsun removed Byul's arms around her and swung her feet to get off the bed. She puts on her clothes that were still scattered on the floor, making it seem like they were planted there to remind them of what went down last night.

Byul immediately went back to sleep after Yongsun closed the door to their room.

Yongsun went to the kitchen and brewed herself a cup of coffee. She wasn't really a fan of the bitter taste of black coffees, but she needed to jolt herself awake to gather her thoughts about what had transpired last night.

Byul and her confessed that the feeling they had for each other was mutual. It wouldn't be so much of a problem if they were normal citizens; however, they were trainees. Trainees who were nearing they debut day. Trainees, who after debut, will face the harshness of Korea's homophobia if even a whiff of them being trans is leaked. Byul and her won't be the only ones who'll get stoned for being trans, Wheein and Hyejin would be too merely for being in the same group as them.

The thought scared Yongsun to her wits, and she doesn't know if she can face Byul after thinking this way. Not when she seemed so confident, and sure of herself last night. She even reassured Byul of what would happen after they did what they did last night, and here she was, on the verge of a panic attack.

Yongsun puts down her unfinished cup of coffee on the sink. She quietly entered the room she shared with Byul, and sneaked into the bathroom. There she washed her face, brushed her teeth, and brushed her hair. She changed into a pair of sweats, baggy red shirt, and put on some zipped hoodie. She also grabbed a snapback from Byul's collection, and darted out of the room while grabbing her phone and wallet in the process.

Once she was on the entryway of their apartment, she had to remind herself to grab her own set of keys before stepping out. She started dialing a familiar number on her phone once she stepped inside the building's elevator.

"Hey, can I come over?" she asked the person she called. "I... I kinda need to talk to you about something..." She waited a while for a response. "Thanks."