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"Can I wear this?" Jiwoo asked as she went through Heejin's wardrobe.
"Wear what?" Heejin replied.
"This," Jiwoo said, holding up one of Heejin's jacket.
"Um sure, I don't car-" Heejin started to say, stopping once she saw the jacket being held up.
It wasn't just any other jacket. In fact, it wasn't even Heejin's. Being held up was an oversized, light-washed denim jacket that had been Hyunjin's for the longest time. The jacket was the one Heejin exclusively wore.
"Not that one," Heejin said. "Wear something else."
"Why?" Jiwoo said, holding the jacket to her chest. "You wear this everyday already."
"C'mon, I don't have time to play around," Heejin said, trying to grab the jacket.
"It's just a jacke-" Jiwoo started to say.
"Jiwoo," Heejin said, slightly raising her voice.
The room went silent. Heejin wasn't the type to raise her voice, so it was a first for Jiwoo. Tossing the jacket to Heejin, Jiwoo quickly walked out to the living room.
Heejin looked at the old, slightly tattered jacket. The jacket had been there since she'd first met Hyunjin, up to their last memories together. Whenever one was cold, they'd hand over that very jacket. It was their own unspoken way of caring for each other. Needless to say, it meant a lot to Heejin.
Before leaving the room, Heejin threw the jacket over her shoulders. Outside, a dejected Jiwoo sat patiently waiting with her head laid flat on the counter.
"Sorry," Heejin said hugging Jiwoo's shoulders. "I didn't mean to raise my voice."
"It's fine, you didn't do anything anyways," Jiwoo said, getting up. "We should go."
Walking down to the bus stop, Jiwoo snaked her hand into Heejin's. As always, the two silently waited for the bus. And once it arrived, Jiwoo always let Heejin on first.
Jiwoo had always went the extra mile for Heejin, whether it be something small or big. She was perfect in every way you could imagine. But for Heejin, her life started to lack any flavor. It was truly the same thing everyday, it was monotonous. She missed the vibrance her life had, or a certain someone that gave it off.
To the other corner of the bus was Hyunjin, practically laying on two of the seats with her head leaned against the window. She was blasting music, not giving a care to the entrance of any new passengers.
Often times, she would pretend as if she was in one of those cheesy dramas and bumping into the 'love of her life' once she got off. She scoffed at her own fantasies.
"No such thing," Hyunjin mumbled as she looked out the window.
Rain had started to pour soon after they left the bus stop. The rain added a nice touch to the soft rumbling of the mostly quiet bus. It also made Hyunjin's fantasy become more realistic.
"See you later," Jiwoo said, squeezing Heejin's hand.
"Mhm," Heejin softly responded as Jiwoo got off at her stop.
Only having a few more stops, Hyunjin started re-packing her stuff. Once her stop came, Hyunjin and a group of many students piled out the bus. Seeing that the rain had really started to come down, Hyunjin mindlessly opened her umbrella.
"Ow," A voice said once Hyunjin opened her umbrella.
"Shit, sorry. Are you okay?" Hyunjin asked.
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cry baby | 2jin
Fanfic"I can't be 'just friends' with you. Don't you get it? You're still on my mind every minute of the day" - A whole year went by without each others company. They lost contact, Heejin has her own life and so does Hyunjin. It would've been better if th...
