Hwasun One shots

Sleep

"Yongsun unnie! I said knock it off!" Hyejin hissed over her shoulder. Her nose had been buried in a pile of notes and stacks of notebooks for nearly five hours straight. The desktop that she and Yongsun shared was open to the PowerPoint presentations the instructor had posted online. Her concentration was only broken when the blonde launched a paper airplane at her head. "You know I can't slack off now," the brunette added angrily, her nostrils flaring in frustration.

Sitting on the floor with her legs crossed pretzel-style, the woman with blonde-colored hair had her chin resting atop her hands innocently, which were pressed against the sofa table. Unlike her girlfriend, she'd completed all of her final exams and turned in all of her term papers; of course, that didn't mean she'd done well on any of them. "Come on, Jinie, it's getting late. We both hafta get up early tomorrow. You got your test and I got work."

Biting on the end of a plastic pen, Hyejin clenched her jaw in a rhythmic fashion. Her hair was pulled back in a messy ponytail with a pencil wedged in a scraggly knot; she'd forgotten it was there. Staring at her neatly-transcribed notes from her biology lecture, Hyejin replied with a curt, "I can't. I'm not done yet."

Hoisting herself up with a loud groan, Yongsun crossed their small living room and carefully leaned against makeshift desk they'd constructed out of cardboard boxes they'd used when moving into their apartment. "You're joking, right? Hyejin-ah, you've been going over this stuff since Tuesday. If anyone's got the material down, it's you."

Pursing her lips together in a thin line, Hyejin dismissed Yongsun's assurance and readjusted her stiff back; she sat hunched over the papers, less than an inch-away from her work. Yongsun's hovering only made her more antsy. "If you're tired, then maybe you should just go to bed. It's not like you've got anything else to worry about. You're done with everything."

Yongsun folded her arms over her chest and noted Hyejin's agitated tone. "It's not the same without you," she pouted.

"You know, there were several nights that you stayed up well-past midnight last week. I think you can handle one or two on your own."

Too fatigued to form a coherent argument, Yongsun pressed the power button on the monitor and watched as the screen went black. As expected, Hyejin was displeased. Jumping out of her seat and dropping her notes in the process, a ferocious growl resonated in her throat. "Kim Yongsun! What the hell?! You know I was using that!"

"I know," Yongsun replied calmly. Even with Hyejin breathing fire, the blonde was unfazed. In their three-year relationship, they'd endured many disputes and Yongsun had quickly learned not to be so easily deterred.

"Do you want me to fail?! Is that what's going on?! Do you have any idea how hard I've been working on this class?!" the child psychology major howled. The familiar vein that protruded when she was angry throbbed in her forehead as flames flickered in her chestnut eyes. Hyejin stomped her foot in rage as Yongsun blocked her attempts to turn the computer back on. "Dammit, Yongsun-ah! Stop being so immature!"

"You need a break— but more importantly, you need sleep, Hyejin-ah. That's not being immature, that's being concerned for your health," Yongsun corrected.

"What I need is to study! Now if you would just," Hyejin grunted as she tried to shove Yongsun out of the way, "move so I can," she tried again, "finish my work!" Finally, Yongsun gave in and unlocked her knees, allowing Hyejin to think she'd won. "Aha!" Pulling up their ottoman-slash-chair, she resumed her work and picked up where she'd left off. "I don't understand why you insist on acting like a child. You're too old for some of this stuff. Sometimes, I just don't know what to do with you," she grumbled.

Standing behind Hyejin, Yongsun rolled her eyes dramatically. "Fine, you don't want a break, then don't take a break. But I'm drained. I'm going to bed. Try not to make too much noise when you finally explode." Turning so fast that her hair slapped her face, she scuffed down their short hallway and disappeared into their room. She knew being a senior was going to be hard, especially on Hyejin; she just hadn't anticipated it being this hard.

Shaking her head to herself, Hyejin mumbled under her breath as she typed in the password to unlock the screen. She was still riled up about her girlfriend's antics, the ridiculousness of it all. "So childish," she repeated to herself. "So annoying," she added. Hyejin had an entire list of names and insults she could rifle through, but she stopped when she saw the background image on the computer. She'd forgotten what it was, to be honest. She had so many windows up over the past few days, the picture they'd designated as their wallpaper had completely slipped her mind.

Taken just several months earlier on a warm day in September, Yongsun stood over a crouching Hyejin with handfuls of leaves falling on top of the brunette. Yongsun's mouth was open in a hearty laugh and Hyejin's eyes were shut as she giggled with joy. Just three months ago, they were perfectly happy. Sure, they were doing just fine now, but this time of the semester always tested their relationship. They needed every ounce of strength that they could muster.

As Hyejin stared at the picture, she slowly became consumed with regret and remorse. Her insults, while somewhat mild, rang in her ears as she replayed them over and over again. She could hear drawers opening and slamming shut in their bedroom and she knew Yongsun was upset— it was all her fault.

After sitting still for several minutes, Hyejin eventually got up from her post and sauntered to their designated area. Yongsun went from fluffing her pillow to wrestling with the blankets and so on and so forth. She had to be covered from her stomach to her toes. "I thought you were studying," Yongsun said through gritted teeth. Her white tank top exposed her muscular shoulders and arms as she pulled her hair out of the way. Her biceps unintentionally flexed, momentarily distracting her other half.

"I was," Hyejin said meekly as she leaned against the doorframe.

Positioning herself so that she hugged her knees to her chest, Yongsun rested her back against the pillow. "And you stopped because....?"

Walking as if she were on a tightrope, Hyejin approached the bed and paused at the edge. With one leg crossed over the other, she kept her gaze on her shoes. "Because I felt too bad."

"Bad about what?"

Now sitting with on knee on top of the mattress, Hyejin plucked at a feather sticking out of the stitching. "Well, see, I snapped at my girlfriend when she was just trying to help and... and I'm really sorry."

"Uh huh... go on."

"And... and I could really use a study break," Hyejin admitted. "But, I'm hoping I'll be forgiven first."

Yongsun nodded slowly to herself, mostly to make Hyejin suffer the anticipation. Stretching her legs out in front of her, the blonde waited another few seconds before finally making space on Hyejin's side. "I think I could be persuaded to accept your apology," Yongsun said with a wink.

A relieved smile suddenly became Hyejin's exterior as she removed her flats and slid beneath the sheets. She curled up to Yongsun as the woman wrapped her arms around the brunette; the warmth of her body brought great comfort to Hyejin. Eventually, their beating hearts synchronized and pounding in-time to one another's, as it often did when they were so close. Tucked into the crook of Yongsun's neck, Hyejin inhaled deeply and savored the scent of her lover: hot cocoa— Yongsun's favorite drink in the wintertime. "Do you really think I'll do all right tomorrow?" Hyejin wondered sheepishly.

"I don't think Maria; I know. You always get the highest score," said Yongsun. "You just gotta have more confidence."

"Hmm..."

Hyejin's grasp on Yongsun's hand loosened slightly and the blonde glanced down at person on top of her. "Jinie?" she tested. "Hyejin?" But it was no use. The future Dr. Ahn Hyejin was sound asleep, safe in the arms of the future Principal Kim. Carefully, Yongsun shut off the light on her nightstand and shifted slowly until she was laying down as well. Tossing the blanket over the rest of Hyejin, she planted a gentle kiss Hyejin's nose and released a quiet sigh. "Sometimes, I just don't know what to do with you."

this is the last one tonight hehehe