Invisible String || PURINZ

10 • mistake number three [M]

Chaewon clumsily kissed her best friend. It was sloppy, hasty and unexpected: but as Yunjin's soft lips were attached to hers, she couldn only describe it as heaven. She tasted like alcohol and sweetness.

Yunjin parted her mouth, and the shorter girl immediately deepened the kiss.

She softly moaned into her mouth as Yunjin's thumb brushed over her breast and circled her nipple.

Chaewon was sure that at this point, her soul had left her body and her heart had pounded right out of her ribcage.

To her disappointment, Yunjin lowered her hand.

The tall girl pulled back for a moment to gasp for air. Chaewon couldn't tell how long they'd been kissing: all she knew was that she didn't want it to end.

So their lips crashed together again, sending an electric wave through Chaewon's entire body. Yunjin lifted the hem of the smaller girl's skirt before sliding her hand over the fabric of her underwear.

This was all happening fast, and Chaewon couldn't wrap her head around it. But as Yunjin pressed her long finger against the fabric covering her core, Chaewon wasn't sure if she even had a mind left to lose.

She gasped, turning more red than she'd been this entire time. She'd imagined it before, being with Yunjin; but touching herself felt nothing like the way the other made her legs feel weak as she rubbed against her.

Chaewon accidentally bit down on Yunjin's lip, making the girl pull back again.

"I'm sorry, I–" She let out a small whine, trying her best to be quiet.

Yunjin stared at her as if she was a painting that was worthy of being admired by its artist. Chaewon could only look away out of embarrassment. She was a dishevelled mess in front of Yunjin.

"Are you sure you're–"

"I swear I saw them run off here. God, it's three in the morning, Eunchae must think we're all dead." Sakura groaned as she walked through the door.

Kazuha sighed, following the older girl. "God, it's dirty in here. Yunjin? Are you in there? Are you sick?" She slammed her fist against the closed stall door so hard that it sent the two stumbling back.

Chaewon's eyes were widened with terror. She looked up at Yunjin, who was still breathing deeply.

"I'm– yeah, I was, um–" The tall girl stammered, her face a deep red.

She knew it was because she was drunk, but Chaewon almost couldn't hold her laugh. She knew very well that none of this would be funny tomorrow, but in this moment all she could do was wipe away Yunjin's smudged lipstick and try to get them out of this situation.

"She was throwing up," Chaewon hummed, earning a sharp look from the other.

She fixed her bob, and opened the stall door. Kazuha stood in front of her with her arms crossed and her face full of concern, while Sakura seemed to be the one who was actually nearly throwing up.

Heaving a sigh, Kazuha turned to pat Sakura's back. "It's my fault for disappearing. Some dudes challenged us to beer pong, and I'm on a winning streak today."

Yunjin chuckled nervously after she came out of the bathroom, brushing her fingers through the hair that Chaewon had messed up.

"Let's go home before she throws up," Kazuha cringed.

—x—

They didn't make it home before Sakura threw up. But at least Kazuha managed to drag the girl towards a gutter, where it'd be less of a hindrance than somewhere in the middle of the street.