24 Dates || SOOSHU

Date Twenty-four

Place: Tatsu plaza

Time: March 4th, 2017 8:00 pm

Yelp: 5/5 | Date: 5/5 ways to be completely stupid

Shuhua is an idiot.

Soojin loves her, painfully. But she's an idiot.

Shuhua left weeks ago. Didn't break up with Soojin, in fact - it can't even be called a temporary break up considering Shuhua sends texts to Soojin every day (Nothing spectacular just How's your day? - and more recently she's played around with actual conversation ). But for some reason Shuhua moved out because of "space"

And Soojin loves that idiot so much that she actually had to dig up why Shuhua needed space. So, Soojin talked to her father.

She's never been rebellious by any means. In fact, the biggest argument she's ever had with her father - up to a few days ago at least - was when she thought about dying her hair brown. She didn't because he said it would be silly, and she realized that there was no point anyways.

But then she found out. Not just parts, but everything - her father has always been relatively up front. And Shuhua is still a complete idiot for not telling her, but: ugh.

She's next to Shuhua at the wedding table. Everyone is dancing, but they've just been sitting. It's the third time since Valentine's day that Soojin's actually seen her. The first being Shuhua swinging by quickly to pick up some clothes - it was awkward. The second was Shuhua coming to her practice. They had a very quiet, very uncomfortable lunch together that was saved by the presence of Solar and Moonbyul.

Shuhua's fidgeting a lot, like she wants to say something but won't.

"Idiot," Soojin mutters.

Shuhua props herself up and stops fiddling with her hands for the first time since Minnie and Miyeon said their vows. She was too busy crying then.

"Did you just call me an idiot?"

Soojin rolls her eyes and stands. "Can we go somewhere private?" She looks around and sees that everyone is busy having a good time - unlike them.

Shuhua nods, almost like it was her idea. Idiot. God, why does Soojin love her this much. Soojin walks and Shuhua follows her until they're in the hallway by the back door where no one else can see them in plain sight.

"You could have just told me, you know?" Soojin says straight away. "You can't just -" she groans, "assume you know what I'm going to do, and what's good to talk about."

"That's not--"

"No it is," Soojin says. "That isn't how relationships work. Or, at least I don't think so." Soojin shakes her head. "I don't know, okay. But I--"

"I'm sorry," Shuhua blurts out.

"What?"

Shuhua looks down and kicks the ground with her heel. "I thought that maybe if I didn't mention it everything would blow over, and I would be okay, and I wouldn't have to--" Shuhua stops and her eyes go wide. "How much do you know exactly?"

"You asked my father to marry me, he said no - something like that, right?" Soojin says it all as plainly as possible, and she feels a little satisfaction in the way Shuhua shrinks.

"I just don't...I don't want you to realize that it doesn't work for you later. Or realize that you actually did want to be in charge of that hospital thing, or," she sighs. "I don't know."

"Neither of us know?" Soojin says, smiling. She can't really help it around Shuhua. "Getting married would be stupid then, probably."

Shuhua swallows in and blushes. She looks down at the ground. "Yeah. Probably."

Soojin twirls a strand of hair and looks down to the side, then to Shuhua's pink shoes. There is a small scuff on the very end, but you can only see it if you look closely.

"How stupid are you?" Soojin asks.

"Hey! What kind of question--" Shuhua stops when Soojin digs into her clutch, and pulls out a ring. Soojin didn't bother with the box because it wouldn't really fit with her phone and pager - but now she thinks she would have liked it for the dramatic effect, or whatever. "Soojin...?"

"I--" Soojin chews the inside of her cheek before forcing herself to look up. "I talked to your mom, and she said it was okay as long as," Soojin falters, "something about seven grandchildren. Daddy didn't like it, but he'll come around. And Mom just wanted to make sure I wanted to do this, so - how stupid are you?"

"Soojin..."

"I don't think either of us know what we're really doing. But I don't want you to not be there one day, and I don't really like sleeping alone anymore, and-" and why isn't Soojin better with this stuff. It would have been easier if Shuhua proposed. Oh yeah, she didn't actually get to that part. Right. "So, even if it's stupid, I - will you be stupid with me, and you know?" She looks at the ring.

"Know what?" Shuhua edges closer, swaying her body. "If you're gonna ask a girl a question you gotta do it right, Seo." Her voice is shakey, and her eyes are shining; but her smile. A real smile. Soojin's skin tingles, her heart beats fast, her hands begin to quiver.

"You're one to talk," Soojin mutters before clearing her throat. "Will you marry me?"

Shuhua blinks several times, the wet rims of her eyes percolating more and more. "Yes," she says, then laughs, "I mean, you didn't get down on what knee but--"

Soojin rolls her eyes, steps in and kisses her. "I'm wearing a dress," she says against Shuhua's mouth, but doesn't pull away.

Soojin never imagined it would feel this good to kiss her again, to taste the chalky, cherry coating she puts over her lipstick, or feel Shuhua's tongue, or her hands.

Shuhua's hands that brush over her breast and down to her waist. Soojin forgets that they're in a hallway at a wedding.

"You know, we're going to have to hide this for tonight. Minnie might not care, but Miyeon will kill me if I upstage."

"Tomorrow?" Soojin says, muffled between them.

"After the honeymoon."

"Smart." Soojin pulls away only a fraction. "Are we ever going to go back in because someone's definitely noticed that we're gone by now."

"Mean," Shuhua says, teasing her tongue out for a second before pulling away. "I guess you're right - besides, we haven't danced yet." She takes Soojin's hand and pulls her back inside.

They dance.

The song is kind of fast and Shuhua jumps around a lot. Everyone does. Minnie and Miyeon are holding hands and smiling and for a second Minnie looks over to Soojin. Miyeon looks as well. They nod before looking back at each other and murmuring something; Soojin can't quite tell what it is, but she knows it's about them.

"What are you looking at?" Shuhua asks. She pouts and moves in closer.

Soojin meets her gaze and feels this internal pull that makes her press closer to Shuhua. "They'll be happy," Soojin states.

"Mmhmm." Shuhua wraps her arms around the nape of Soojin's neck. "What about us?" she asks.

Soojin kisses Shuhua. "We have the world's greatest idol and a doctor who's able to put up with her on a daily basis." The left corner of Shuhua's mouth tugs up. "I think we'll manage."