Invisible String || PURINZ

15 • the talk

"Let's save them for tonight!" She excitedly said, beaming at the sight of her comfort food.

Chaewon chuckled. "What, are we going to have a little movie date?" She joked, staring up at the tall girl.

"If you want to. Oh, we should watch that one movie about those dogs. They're almost as cute as you," Yunjin hummed as she brushed her hand through Chaewon's hair, acting as if she were a cute puppy.

The other let her, chuckling as she attempted to slap the other's arm away. "Shut up, cornball. I'm not–" The girl's cheeks turned a deep crimson as she caught all the members staring at the two of them.

Kazuha's jaw nearly hit the floor. "Since when is she allowed to go near your bangs? Did a ghost possess you?" She asked.

"Can't believe Yunjin got to do that before me," Eunchae pretended to wipe away a tear.

Chaewon shot up, nearly headbutting Yunjin. She aggressively fixed her hair, her cheeks only turning redder within every passing second. "She's not! She just... Whatever! We need to continue practising, you're all slacking off!" She scolded

"Jeez, Cruella." Kazuha muttered, her eyebrows raised.

Sakura hit her shoulder. "You never should've mentioned it," She groaned as they turned around to get into position.

Yunjin chuckled as she watched Chaewon brush her hair straight. The shorter girl met her eyes, her angry look immediately melting away. "Shut up," She mumbled.

"I didn't say anything," The other winked, a sly smile stuck on her lips.

—x—

After Chaewon made them practise harder than before, the girls were happy to make their cinematic getaway.

They were quick to shower and get changed back in their dorms after their training session, and happily bid the two of them farewell. Sakura even threw in a little wink– which looked more like a weird, lopsided blink. But Yunjin appreciated it nonetheless.

The door slammed shut, and it was just Yunjin in her sweatpants and hoodie and Chaewon in her pyjama pants and cropped top that hugged her curves in all the right ways.

Not that anything could ever be wrong about Kim Chaewon.

The girl beelined for the couch and made a jump for it, landing flat on her back with a thud. Her long legs took up the entirety of the space, making Chaewon exhale a sigh of annoyance.

Yunjin picked a strand of blue hair out of her mouth, smirking up at the shorter girl. "There's no space, whatever will you do?" She sang mockingly, opening her arms.

Heaving yet another obviously fake sigh, Chaewon couldn't hide the uplifted corners of her mouth as she crawled on top of the girl. Yunjin's arms wrapped around her, trapping her in a warm embrace.

Although Chaewon didn't mind being trapped by Huh Yunjin in the slightest.

She hummed as she wedged her arms under Yunjin, burying her face in the crook of her neck. The other chuckled, sliding her hands up Chaewon's back. She slipped her fingers under her top, tracing figures onto her bare skin.

"I could get used to this," The smaller girl mumbled into Yunjin's neck, making her skin tingle.

As she closed her eyes, the other nodded. "Wish we had some peace and quiet more often," She hummed.

"We'd have more peace and quiet if you could keep your hands off me when we're in your room." Chaewon said.

Yunjin couldn't see past the short girl's bob, she could tell that she had a wide smirk on her face. Her cheeks burned up, but she scoffed. "Don't act all innocent. What about when you practically dragged me out of the kitchen yesterday to–"