Fight for Us

Chapter 71

"This one is food and water proof."

Minjeong raised her eyebrows for a moment in wonder, "All those brands nowadays...All must be expensive now."

She giggled and turned on her seat a little to the side, and raised her leg up, showing her right foot.

"Louboutin. 200 thousand won," She then pointed at her jeans, "Levi's. 100 thousand won." She then held the hem of her shirt, "Chanel. 1 million won." Seeing Minjeong's eyes widening, she then pointed at her lips, "Maybelline. 15 thousand won," Pausing her finger next to her eyes, she gave her a confident smile, "Clio. 20 thousand won." She smiled and straightened up her position, before grabbing her chopsticks again, "You can now go around and boast you have a million won girlfriend," She said, before breaking out in laughter.

"You're making me scared of even touching your clothes now."

Jimin shook her head, "Don't worry. I don't normally wear expensive things. Only when I want to look cool, I guess," She looked at her, "And our dressing room's very big and spacious, you shouldn't be scared of tripping over my expensive clothes," Jimin sighed at the end, "What bothers me are those people who think that they need expensive clothes to look pretty."

"...I bet you would still be fucking sexy as hell even if you only wore a plain shirt from a thrift shop."

Jimin looked down, putting some more bulgogi on her plate.

"I'm not sexy-"

"-Have you looked at yourself, Yu Jimin?"

She looked up at Minjeong, feeling surprised with her words. Minjeong sighed, biting her lip.

"You're sexy because...Well, it's not only your body, although I think it looks perfect...It's just...everything about you. Your voice, the way you look at people, your confidence...That's why I like you. Because you don't have to go around stripping off, wearing shorts and tank tops that show all of your cleavage to be sexy. And yeah I do like your chest but you don't need to show it off around...And I honestly think your legs are fucking perfect and I do understand you love to wear shorts and dresses and I love the way they cup your butt too but...You don't need any of that," Minjeong muttered at the end, before looking down and wiping some of her daughter's drool off of her mouth.

Jimin stood there, speechless. Her words had probably come out of her mouth randomly, but the way they made her feel...It just meant everything to her.

Jimin didn't even realize it at first, but tears were forming in her eyes. Seeing her silence, Minjeong turned to look at her; and she desperately tried to wipe her tears as quick as she could, not wanting her to see her crying because of such things.

"...Rina, you shouldn't cry when I compliment you, huh?" She muttered, leaning towards her, extending her arm and touching her cheeks with the tip of her fingers. Jimin laughed softly and nodded, pursing her lips.

"Thank god waterproof maschera and its wonders," She muttered, making Minjeong laugh softly. She sighed and put her things away, before grabbing her hand between hers, caressing her fingers delicately.

"...What would I do without you, Kim Minjeong," She leaned down and kissed her fingers, before lifting up from her seat and letting her hand go, "I'm taking my Lamborghini."

Minjeong nodded, smiling up at her a little.

"Be careful."
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Jimin breathed out deeply as she parked her car.

She was scared of what she had to do, yes.

But she knew it was the right thing to do for her.