A/N: Hey cupcakes <3 I reached 3K today, like wow, what the fuck... and I was thinking about how can I thank you guys and I've come to a conclusion of writing a one shot for you lmao. So comment on this paragraph and say what you want me to write. I have a yoonlice one shot that's been getting many requests for a part 2 (self promoting at its best, I have no shame) but I can write another one shot, too. Emphasis on ONE SHOT okay? lmao.
Also this chapter has DESCRIPTIVE ADULT CONTENT, you know what I mean ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
And I just realised that all my smuts has been published on saturday, like what sdkjflsd maybe I should do smut saturdays lmao (JOKING)
Okay without further ado, here's the update <3 I love you <3
It was almost 10pm when Lisa and Chaeyoung came back to their house, spent, tired and depressed. They had classes all day, and then spent their five hours in the library to make research for one of their classes. They had books to read, articles to study and essays to write. Also, one of their professors had wanted them to make presentations about the subject he gave to each one of them and this presentation was going to decide their final notes and the possibility of their field for their remaining years. Lisa had always wanted to be a neurosurgeon. Chaeyoung's aim was to be a cardiac surgeon. So they had to work twice of the amount of the effort they would've normally made – to ensure their dreams come true. But it was Christmas tomorrow...
So Chaeyoung decided to risk her study program's well-being to spend a little time with the library guy. Lisa, on the other hand, was going to read and study her articles with the company of a bottle of wine and Disney movies. Maybe she would go to see the big tree at Apgujeong, who knows...
At first, Chaeyoung hadn't wanted to spend Christmas with Baek, to be with Lisa, but Lisa was persistent. She had always been alone, so it wasn't new for her, she was used to it whereas Chaeyoung hadn't spent even one Christmas at home. So Lisa wanted her to be out, having fun and maybe start a relationship with this library guy. She was fine. But Chaeyoung was restless nonetheless. She had asked Lisa multiple times and every time Lisa had told her to go.
So when they came home that day at 10pm, both of them had made their plans. Both of them went to their respective rooms and threw themselves on to the bed. After a while Lisa got up and took a shower. Then as Chaeyoung went to get hers, Lisa walked into the kitchen and started to prepare some snacks for them. It was late for a real meal but they were starving. Biscuits, crackers, little cupcakes, sweets and a bowl of fruit alongside a cup of tea for each were on their favourite snack menu before sleep.
They were watching TV lazily, this was their last opportunity to have the luxury of watching TV while having a snack.
"Oh!" Chaeyoung suddenly bolted from the couch she was lying on. This sudden movement made Lisa jump.
"What?"
"I almost forgot, wait," her friend said running to her room. Half a minute later she came back with a huge gift box."
"Merry Christmas!" Chaeng grinned. A huge smile devoured Lisa's face as she put down her plate and rose from her seat.
"Really?"
"Really!"
Lisa took the box and frowned to its weight, "What did you buy Chaeng, this is really heavy."
"Open it," her friend replied. Her chipmunk cheeks were even more puffed because of her grin.
Lisa put the box on knees, sitting down again and took off the ribbon carefully. Then peeled the wrapping sheet. It was a cardboard box. As she opened the box, her eyes went huge and mouth fell open.
"I can't believe you," she gasped, taking the professional make-up kit. It was glorious. A full kit with brushes, sponges, high end professional make-up products just for a make-up artist.
"Now you have to do my make-up, it took me forever to watch videos on the net and collect these," Chaeyoung nudged Lisa. She looked up, her face beaming.
"Thank you, thank you!" Lisa put down the bag and threw herself to Chaeyoung's arms, she hugged her tightly. Then pulled back.
"My turn. Wait here," she said, putting her hands on Chaeyoung's shoulders and flew to her room. She had two gifts and it had been a real big problem to hide one of them from Chaeyoung. The other one wasn't that big in size, but she hoped Chaeyoung would like it.
She came back to the living room, Chaeyoung was sitting on the couch again, eating grapes. She raised her head when she saw Lisa coming and her eyes immediately grew bigger, her hands covering her mouth as she got up.
"Oh my god, Lisa!"
Lisa gave her the guitar case, grinning. She knew Chaeyoung wanted an acoustic-electric guitar for a very long time, so she had gone and bought one.
"Hope you like it," she smiled as Chaeyoung took the case from her with shaking hands.
"Ho–how? When?"
"Last week when you stayed after school for microbio's project. I met with Namjoon oppa and Yoongi oppa and told them about this. Yoongi oppa gave me advice like where to buy it and all. He said this was one of the best," Lisa added pointing the now open case.
"Oh my fucking god," Chaeyoung whispered in shock. "Lisa this is a Fender."
"Yeah, I know. The salespers –"
"You bought me a Fender. A fucking Fender," Chaeyoung repeated with the same whisper.
"Well yeah, the salesperson said it was the best. You didn't like it?" Lisa said anxiously. So far, this wasn't the reaction she expected.
Chaeyoung turned her shocked eyes to Lisa, slowly.
"Are you fucking kidding me?! I can't believe you bought me a Fender !" she laughed and tackled Lisa to the couch, both of them rolling and almost falling.
Now this was the reaction Lisa was hoping for.
"You're choking me," Lisa laughed as Chaeyoung hugged her, so tightly that she could feel her friend's heartbeat in her own chest.
"Oh my god Lisa, thank you so so so much, I don't know how I can thank you, really –"
"Well think about it as my rent," Lisa teased her, patting her back. Chaeng laughed.
"I can't believe it," Chaeyoung said, pressing her hands to the sides of her face, her eyes locked on the guitar.
"Also," Lisa added, pulling out an envelope. "This."
"There's more?!"
"Yup," Lisa grinned. Chaeyoung looked at her with anxious eyes.
"Are you trying to kill me so you can live alone?"
"Dammit," Lisa sighed, hitting her knee with her fist. "You caught me. Open it, dummy."
Chaeyoung opened the envelope and took out the paper in it. When she saw what it was, she lost her words.
"A round-way open ticket to Australia," Lisa smiled. "I know you miss your parents. The ticket is valid until next Christmas, so you can go whenever you want."
Chaeyoung's hair was covering her face as she was looking down. When she didn't say anything, Lisa reached and pulled her hair back.
"Chaeyoung?"
Her friend looked at her, there were tears in her eyes, and some of them even had started to roll down.
"Why are you crying?" Lisa laughed.
"Thank you," was the whisper she heard before Chaeng tackled her again.
*
The Christmas morning came lazily.
Lisa was awake but she still was buried under her covers, surfing on the internet on her phone. It was one of her favourite things to do.
Chaeyoung was, however, up and were tiptoeing towards Lisa's room. She opened the door enough to slide into her unsuspecting friend's room and walked towards her bed silently. When she was far enough, she bent a little, stifled her giggle and suddenly jumped on Lisa.
"MERRY CHRISTMAS!"
"WHAT THE –"
Lisa lost her breath as Chaeyoung landed right on top of her stomach. Her heart was beating like crazy and she was coughing.
"Good morning," Chaeyoung giggled as she hugged Lisa.
Lisa rolled her eyes, "You almost killed me Chaeng."
"Yeah but you didn't die," Chaeyoung replied, sliding inside Lisa's covers and settling comfortably.
Lisa sighed and shook her head, returning her attention to her phone as Chaeng did the same. They spent almost an hour like that, showing each other funny memes and videos and the things they found interesting, chatting somewhere in between.
"It's almost 1pm," Lisa started, she locked her phone and turned to Chaeyoung. "Go prepare the breakfast, wife."
Chaeyoung rolled her eyes, "Excuse me but you're the wife. So you go prepare."
"I'm the man."
"Man my ass, you moved in with me –"
"Excuse me but you begged –"
"I didn't beg –"
"Yes you did –"
"I threatened you –"
"The same thing –"
"You're unreasonable –"
"That's why I'm the man. Go now!" Lisa smacked Chaeyoung's leg lightly. She sighed and rose up in bed.
"Get up. We'll prepare together."
"Fair enough," Lisa said, rising up herself.
*
"How do I look?"
Lisa took a step back and looked at Chaeyoung from head to toe. She looked perfectly mesmerizing. Her auburn hair flowed down her back in big waves, her round and cute face glowed with excitement and her eyes were sparkling, the peachy lipstick was on point. The red woollen dress hugged her lines tightly, its shortness showing off her long legs.
"You look like you're gonna knock his breath off," Lisa grinned. Chaeyoung giggled.
"Thank you so much," she hugged Lisa. Lisa hugged back.
"Don't sleep with him too easily," Lisa said as Chaeyoung put on her coat. She rolled her eyes.
"I'm not gonna sleep with him, not in Christmas."
"Yeah, we'll see," Lisa gave her a teasing smile.
"Thank you so much, Liz. Really," Chaeyoung grabbed Lisa's arm, her eyes affectionate.
Lisa smiled sweetly, "You're welcome. Now go go!"
"I'll see you later," Chaeyoung said, reaching and kissing Lisa's cheek quickly and walked out from the apartment. Lisa smiled as she watched her go and closed the door.
It was almost 3pm now, a little too late to go to see the tree but a little too early to start drinking. So she took her laptop from her room, grabbed an apple from the kitchen and sat on the couch, propped her legs to the coffee table, put her laptop on her knees and started to watch make-up tutorials.
She had spent 2 hours watching them when the doorbell rang. She frowned as she looked to the door. Nobody came to visit them, not even the neighbours (mostly because the girls didn't want them to do, but still) in normal times, let alone Christmas.
But the doorbell rang again. So Lisa huffed and got up, placing her laptop on the couch. She looked from the peephole but it was dark, like someone was blocking it. She frowned again. She opened the door to find a box shoved in her face.
"What the hell?" she said, holding the box and lowering it.
"I like apple pie. Do you like apple pie?"
It was Jimin.
"What?" she asked, puzzled. The boy laughed.
"I said I like apple pie. Do you like apple pie? Because I brought you some."
"Apple pie," Lisa repeated while she automatically stepped aside as Jimin came in.
"Mm-hm," he replied, closing the door behind him and taking off his shoes.
Lisa was still in shock, "You brought me apple pie."
"Yup. It has cinnamon and walnuts, too," he said, taking off his jacket and putting it over the couch. Then turned and smiled to her. Lisa must have looked really confused because Jimin laughed out loud and took the box from her.
"Where's the kitchen?"
"There," Lisa gestured without realizing. She woke up when Jimin went to the kitchen. She went after him to find him putting the box on the counter and look for something.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm looking for plates. Where are they?" he said, opening the cabinets and all.
"No, I meant what are you doing here," Lisa said, walking over to him. She closed the cabinet he just opened.
"I figured you wouldn't want to spend Christmas alone," Jimin finally turned to her, his eyes serious but warm.
"What?"
"Your roommate went to her boyfriend, right? So you'll be alone. I didn't want you to be alone in Christmas," Jimin said, making Lisa's heart flutter and her hand fell to the counter.
"You're gonna spend your Christmas with me?" Lisa asked, feeling a panic. Spending Christmas together wasn't a part of their deal.
"Not all of it," Jimin replied, opening the cabinet. "I have to go to Busan for the evening."
"Why? I thought you were supposed to go two days later?" Lisa asked without thinking. Jimin opened the final cabinet.
"My family lives in Busan, I'm going early to spend some time with them – jackpot," he grinned, taking two plates. Lisa sighed.
"I like apple pie," she said slowly and smiled to Jimin who was looking at her with warm eyes.
"I know. You like apples."
*
The pie was forgotten as the two were in Lisa's room now – on her bed, to be more specific.
"Mmm... Maybe I should call you my apple," Jimin said, leaning in for another kiss of her sweet lips. Lisa laughed as she kissed him. Their warm lips moved together, slowly and lazily.
Jimin was hovering over her, their naked bodies pressed together, their legs tangled and hands buried in each other's hair. He peppered her face with kisses, making her giggle. Then lowered his lips to her neck, kissing her soft skin and lightly sucking everywhere he could reach and caressed her smooth leg with his right hand.
Lisa let out a soft sigh, wrapping her leg to his waist.
"I can't have another one this quick," she murmured as she tilted her head to the other side to give him a better access to her neck and body.
"It's okay," Jimin whispered to her skin, sliding his hand up, along her sides and arm and placing it to her neck, cupping it. "We can go slow."
"Jesus Christ, Jimin," Lisa sighed. She turned her head to look at his warm brown eyes. She ran her fingers through his hair gently. "Don't say things like that."
"Why?" Jimin asked to her lips, only a breath's distance was separating them.
"It's dangerous," Lisa whispered and pulled him to her, kissing his soft lips, eyes closing almost immediately.
Jimin smiled into their kiss, he caressed Lisa's hair with his left hand, his right thumb was brushing her cheek. Lisa lowered her hands to his back, pressing them to pull him to her. She was feeling warm and her heart was fluttering too much for her own good. But she managed to ignore it.
Her curtains were closed which made the room dimmer than usual. Sunset rays washed the curtains, making them absorb all the heat. Jimin's naked body was on top of hers, his body heat was warming Lisa even more. Also, they were under the covers, it provided another source of warmth. Therefore, Lisa was feeling warm and happy. There was the apple pie, too.
Jimin's hand travelled south, to her collarbones and then to her breasts, playing with her nipple, occasional pinches and brushes on it with his thumb. Lisa let out a soft moan. He kissed her neck and collarbones softly, going down to place kisses on her breasts. He turned his head and ran his tongue over one of her nipples. Lisa arched to him, feeling the familiar wetness between her legs.
Jimin sucked the rosy bud as his other hand played with her other nipple. He swirled his tongue around her nipple and sucked again, this time harder and longer. His tongue and hand were driving Lisa crazy. She pressed his head onto her breast more. The feeling was amazing.
His hand went even more down, reaching between her legs and brushing her clit. Lisa let out another soft moan. He pulled apart her outer lips to play with her folds with a third finger. Lisa took a sharp breath.
Jimin placed his lips on her neck once more. Peppering it with kisses and little love bites as his hand drove Lisa crazy down there. He lightly pressed his finger in her, just to make Lisa squirm under him. He smirked to her skin when she whimpered. Then put two fingers in her, slowly pumping them.
"Oh, god..."
"Didn't I tell you that you're moaning the wrong name?" he whispered to the soft flesh behind her ear and licked her ear shell. Lisa bit her lip as she tried to keep her hips from grinding.
"You're too full of yourself."
"I can also fill you with myself," Jimin replied with a husky voice, fastening his pumps and adding a third finger, making Lisa moan. "Then you'll be full of me, too. Would you like that?"
"Don't talk like that," Lisa took a deep breath.
"I know you do," he said, biting her lower lip. "I can feel how much you want it. Look at all this wetness," he added and he pulled his fingers out and rubbed them to her already wet clit.
Lisa opened her eyes with desperation and Jimin raised his hand to his lips when he saw her eyes. He licked his fingers clean. Lisa moaned quietly.
"Don't worry," Jimin leaned in and sucked her neck again. His murmurs were velvety and sultry, "I'll give it to you. I'll give it to you as much as you want. I want you so much, Lisa."
And he pushed his cock into her slowly, making Lisa moan loudly. She felt how hard he was, how he deliciously stretched her insides, how good he felt in her. And as he went deeper, Lisa held onto his nape, opening her legs as wide as she can. When he hit rock bottom, she heard his groan.
Jimin started to move in and out, slow at first and fastened with every thrust. Lisa closed her eyes as she let out sounds of pleasure one after the other. When he played with her like this, she never lasted long.
"Faster – Jimin – please," she whispered to his skin, pulling him and biting his neck. He nuzzled his head to hers and complied with her want. He licked his lips, focusing on how she felt on his skin. So warm, so tight, so smooth, so good, so right. In and out of her so wonderfully, like it was the most right place for him to be. He turned his head and kissed her chin as he slammed himself into her, roughly, making her gasp.
"I know you like it rough," he bit her lips.
"Jimin," she begged helplessly as she held onto him, her nails were digging in his back. Her begging and his name from her mouth always made him lose control. He couldn't help it. So he became rougher, faster, and Lisa moaned even louder.
"Yes – don't stop, please," she begged again. Jimin rested his forehead on hers. She was unknowingly tearing him into pieces with all her begging. He already couldn't stop now, even if the world was on fire.
"Lisa," he moaned to her lips, making her arch to him.
Lisa could feel all her blood gather in her abdomen, her toes curling as her orgasm was about to hit her. With Jimin being this rough and fast as she liked, the end was close. He kept burying his cock into her, making her dizzy and driving her off the edge.
"Jimin," she begged for a third time, this one was so desperate that it made Jimin growl with pleasure and gave him a feeling of power. His carnal hunger for her was impossible to satisfy. She was always waking up the primal drives of Jimin to take her until she was completely and undeniably his.
Lisa wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him into her, making him go deeper and he found the right place to thrust, that one sweet spot that sent jolts all through her body. She screamed as he roughly thrusted to that point over and over again. Her body started to shake and his sweet nothings in her ear were the finishing touch.
She came screaming his name, her hands clutching on his back and her nails leaving scarlet red marks all over his back. She was almost about to cry, moaning his name as he helped her ride her orgasm with his never ending thrusts. Lisa lost herself in the bliss as another orgasm washed through her body.
She left him breathless with her responses, with her body and voice and hands and words. Hearing his name from her lips over and over again, like a prayer, made him weak. God help me, he thought as he kept thrusting to ensure she had a satisfying orgasm. He must have been too perfectionist as she came twice and it was too much for him; too much of her, too much of her sweet scent, and warm and damp body under his; her walls clamping heavenly on his cock, her body trembling, her voice whimpering his name, pulling him to her, kissing his neck and hugging him tightly. Jimin couldn't hold himself anymore and came into her; he, too, repeating her name continuously into her skin with loud moans, pushing himself deep in her to let his seed flow deep in her body.
He buried his face in her neck as both of them tried to catch their breaths. Their bodies damp with sweat, lips dry from ragged breaths and minds dizzy from the satisfaction they gave to each other.
After what felt like hours, Jimin raised his head and looked at her face. Her eyes were closed, a couple of hair strands were stuck on her cheek and neck. He leaned in and placed a kiss to her cheek, making her smile tiredly.
That was the moment when the door swung open.
"Liiizz, I'm – oh my fucking god!"
Chaeyoung turned her back as Jimin fell beside Lisa quickly and Lisa pulled the cover on both of them, rising in bed.
"Chaeyoung!"
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry, what the fuck, oh my god –" Chaeyoung kept saying as she covered her face with her hands and got out of the room, slamming the door behind her.
There was a second of heavy silence in the room as both Jimin and Lisa recovered from the shock and then Jimin started to laugh, falling to the bed. Lisa covered her face with one hand and laughed too.
"I'm sorry," she turned to a still laughing Jimin. "That's how she is."
"It's okay," Jimin said, running his hand through his damp hair and still laughing silently.
"I'm gonna go and make sure she doesn't kill herself," Lisa sighed as she got up. "Put on your clothes and come ten minutes later."
Jimin nodded, propping himself on his elbows and watching Lisa get dressed. When she raised her head, their eyes met and Lisa came in quickly, kissing his lips one last time and smiling as she left the room.
Jimin fell to the bed again, sighing deeply while looking at the door Lisa disappeared.
*
"Oh my god, oh my god, what the fuck is wrong with me –"
Lisa found Chaeyoung holding her head and walking around in the living room frantically. She laughed upon seeing her royal red face and eyes full of anxiety and panic. She raised her head and saw Lisa.
"Oh my god Lisa, I'm sorry, I didn't think –"
"It's okay Chaeng," Lisa patted her friend's arm. "We were done anyways. Good thing you didn't come ten minutes ago."
"OH MY GOD –"
Lisa laughed out loud to her terrified face. Five minutes passed as Lisa kept reassuring Chaeyoung that it was okay. Her friend took a deep breath.
"I ditched Baek because I wanted to spend Christmas together with you –"
"Aww."
"Had I known you had your mochi, I wouldn't have done it," Chaeyoung eyed Lisa, she was finally coming into her senses.
"I didn't know he would come either," Lisa said, glancing towards the corridor. "He appeared out of nowhere and brought me apple pie," she added, gesturing their plates.
"Looks like he brought more than apple pie."
Lisa giggled and Chaeyoung smiled. Then Lisa saw her stiffen and looked over. Jimin was standing at the entrance of living room with all his glory; his black button-up shirt tucked into his dark blue jeans neatly, his hair perfectly shaped and face glorious.
"Hello," Jimin came closer, bowing to her. Lisa bit her lip anxiously.
"Uh," Chaeyoung managed to say, she was speechless upon seeing him up close.
"This is Park Chaeyoung, my roommate and best friend," Lisa gestured Chaeyoung to Jimin. And turned to Chaeng, "Chaeng, this is Jimin oppa, you know, my mochi."
It felt weird calling Jimin 'oppa' but she had no other choice, really. Chaeyoung hastily bowed, panic visible in her eyes. This time Lisa bit her lip to hold her laughter.
"Hello, nice to meet you."
"You, too," Jimin said, obviously amused. "Last time I haven't had the chance to introduce myself as you hung up on me."
"Oh my god," Chaeyoung closed her mouth with her hands in an instant. "I'm so sorry, I panicked and I wasn't ready – well I'm still not ready but there's nothing to do now – what – no, wait – what am I saying, Liz help me," her eyes turned to Lisa, still panicked.
As Jimin laughed, Lisa hit his chest with back of her hand lightly, "Stop it."
But she was laughing too and hugged Chaeng, who was marvelling at Jimin's laughter, from the side. Chaeng's eyes were widened and her face was red and her hands were still pressed over her mouth.
"It's okay Chaeng, he's doing it on purpose," Lisa said, patting her arm. And she looked at where Chaeyoung's eyes were blankly staring to see Jimin run his fingers through his hair.
"Okay," Lisa said, grabbing Chaeyoung and directing her to one of the sofas and making her sit and pulled her hands off over her mouth. Then she went back to Jimin.
"Okay time to go," she pushed him towards the door.
"What? I want to stay," Jimin protested.
"No you're not – why do you want to stay anyway?" Lisa grunted, trying to push him but he was too strong. Jimin suddenly turned around and grabbed her wrists.
"I'd like to sit and chat with you two a little."
Lisa looked at him with surprise, "Since when we're chatting with our friends? You don't even know my friends."
"I know Chaeyoung now," Jimin smiled a little.
"No. No to chat with friends. Go," Lisa shooed him again, she was starting to panic because her heart had fluttered again.
"Lisa," he started, sighing but she cut his words.
"Didn't we decide not to meet each other's friends? Why are you being so sentimental all of a sudden? What changed?" Lisa asked him, arching one brow.
"What?" Jimin blinked to her.
"Jimin. Why would you meet my friends? Why would I meet your friends? It's not necessary in what we have."
He looked at her for a second and at that moment Lisa regretted her words.
"You're right," Jimin said, letting her wrists go and took his jacket. "I'll see you later."
Then like that, he left. Lisa was dumbfounded at what happened.
"What the fuck Lisa why did you do that?" Chaeyoung came and scolded her. Lisa turned to her.
"Huh?"
Chaeyoung smacked her arm, "After all he's done for you, why are you treating him like that? He came for you, right? He didn't have to. Also he did a lot of things for you, I'm sure he is way past this entire fuckbuddy thing."
Lisa felt regret wash over her again.
"What am I going to do?" she sighed. "He's probably gone."
Chaeyoung smacked her again, "We're at the seventh floor. It's impossible for him to leave yet. Go after him!"
"What?!" Lisa looked at her. "Is this a drama –"
"Yes it is, go now!" Chaeyoung pushed her out the door and closed it behind her.
Lisa took a deep breath and went to the stairs, she knew the elevator was slow. It took her two minutes to go all the way down and out from the apartment.
"Jimin!" she said, stopping the boy right as he was about to walk around of his car. He turned to her, arching a brow.
Lisa walked to him and hugged him tightly, burying her face into his neck. She felt his surprise but he hugged her back anyway. After a minute, she pulled back and cupped his face.
"I'm sorry for bitching to you," she said, biting her lip and feeling awful. "I panicked."
His cold eyes warmed up instantly and he sighed, closing his eyes. He took a deep breath while Lisa watched him anxiously.
"Jimin?"
The boy opened his eyes and smiled to her first, then pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her tightly, so tightly that it knocked Lisa's breath out of her. She hugged him back as he pressed his lips to her neck.
"Am I forgiven?" Lisa murmured, still unsure. He laughed to her skin and pulled back.
"I'm not sure, depends on how you apologize," Jimin smiled. Lisa rolled her eyes.
"I just did that."
"I don't remember, maybe you should do something more impactful."
Lisa sighed, "You're so shameless."
And pressed her lips to his grinning ones, their mouths opened immediately and they tasted the lingering apple pie in each other. Her hands dug in his silver locks as he pulled her into him so much that her feet left the ground for a second. He sucked her lower lip lightly, their soft sighs mixed together. A minute or so later Lisa pulled back.
"I'm sorry," she murmured to his lips. He leaned in and captured her lips once more, this time for a quicker and shorter kiss. They pulled back and Lisa lowered her hold onto his chest, Jimin squeezed her in his arms.
"It's okay."
Lisa looked at the ground, her hold tightened, "No it's not. I –"
"Lisa."
"I didn't mean it like that Jimin," she looked to his warm eyes. "I didn't mean it like it's just –"
She couldn't finish the sentence, couldn't say it like that. But it looked like he understood.
"Like it's just fucking," he murmured. Lisa felt the same panic rise in her but tried to hold it back. Even so, Jimin saw it in her eyes.
"It's okay. I know."
Lisa averted her gaze, "No you don't –"
Jimin held her chin, "I know. Lisa, look at me."
She looked at his eyes, her stomach was twisting so badly, her panic levels rising by the second. And he was looking at her with such gentle eyes, warm eyes, she felt even worse. She didn't want what they have to be ruined but it was going that direction so fast.
"We don't have to say it. I know," Jimin said, lowering his hand towards her back again. "We don't even have to mention it. I know."
Lisa looked at his eyes. Was it really okay if they didn't have the 'big talk'?
"Yeah?" she asked, her voice a little hopeful.
"Yeah," he laughed and hugged her, tight and warm. Lisa felt the cold around her for the first time as she placed her head on his chest, one hand cupping his neck.
"Thank you," she sighed and kissed his neck a couple of times, making him sigh happily. She inhaled his amazing scent again. Jimin didn't answer but kissed her head.
"I really have to go," he said when they pulled back. "Or else my mom will freak out and then I have to tell her about this marvellous and sexy Thai girl and –"
"Stop it," Lisa laughed and hit his chest. She felt the flutter again. Jimin laughed.
"You go inside, it's cold."
"When will you come back?" Lisa asked, grabbing his jacket. Jimin kissed her cheek.
"Probably after the New Year's. The competition is on 29th and my sister would kill me if I don't stay for her birthday, it's 2nd of January."
"You have a sister?" Lisa blinked.
Jimin smiled as he tucked her hair behind her ear, "Yes, a younger sister. And a younger brother."
"Okay," Lisa sighed.
"I'll call you," Jimin kissed her one last time. Lisa took a step back, nodding. She watched him get in his car and wave her, she waved back. And he left. Lisa looked after him until he disappeared. Then returned to the apartment.
She found Chaeyoung fiddling with her phone when she came home. Chaeng was giggling, her face red and excited.
"What are you doing?" she frowned, going over there.
"Just watching a drama," her friend grinned, showing Lisa her phone.
Lisa looked at the video of her and Jimin's reconcilement moment in full HD, recorded by Park Chaeyoung herself from their balcony. Her shock was so visible in her eyes that Chaeyoung laughed until she collapsed to the couch.
"It'd win the best couple award in Seoul Drama Awards if I had your talking, too."
Lisa took the pillow behind her and started to attack Chaeyoung with it, hitting her continuously.
"You little perverted shit –"
"Best drama of the year," Chaeyoung laughed, taking the pillow behind her and attacking back.
*
And like this, Christmas came and went.
Everything was good. Perfectly okay.
Until it all fell apart three days before The New Year's.
*
Lisa was at home, studying and making researches for her finals. She hadn't slept the night before and it didn't look like she was going to sleep until tonight. Thank god it was 4pm. Chaeyoung had gone to the school library to take a couple of issues of different medical journals that they could use for their presentation. Lisa yawned as she waited for her. Her wait didn't take that long.
She heard key chimes and unlocking sound. She turned to the door, watching Chaeyoung enter and take off her boots. The journals were pressed onto her chest tightly. She looked white as a paper. Something was wrong. Lisa frowned as she got up.
"Chaeng? What's wrong?" she walked towards her.
Chaeyoung was trembling, biting her lower lip for what looked like to hold tears.
"Chaeng? What happened?" Lisa went closer, worried now. Suddenly Chaeyoung throw the journals to her face.
"This! This is wrong!"
"What the fuck Chaeyoung?" Lisa frowned, looking at the journals scattered everywhere. All of them had little post-its here and there.
Chaeyoung bent down and grabbed one of them, opening a page with post-it and threw it to Lisa's face again.
"This! When were you planning to tell me? Or have you ever planned to tell me?!" she laughed like she was about to explode. She had tears in her eyes.
"What the fuck is th–" Lisa froze as she felt like a bucket of boiling water thrown on her face, down her spine, just everywhere. She looked at the journal, her stomach making her sick.
"What else are you hiding from me? Is this your third time in med school? Or do you have a book written in this field?" Chaeyoung yelled. "You must be having really fun all this time watching us struggle for classes! Did you enjoy making a fool of me?!"
Lisa looked at her, "Chaeyoung please listen," her voice begging.
"Listen to what ?! How you were using me to cover yourself?!" she yelled again, now crying. She hadn't even taken her coat off.
"What?! I'm not using –"
"Oh come on Lalisa Manoban!" Chaeyoung threw her hands into the air. "Why else you would be friends with me ?!"
"You came to me!" Lisa yelled back, hot tears falling down her cheeks. "I hadn't even talked to someone and you came to me saying let's hang out!"
"And you felt like you should give me a chance, right? The mighty Lalisa Manoban! How can I be so stupid and not recognize your name?!" Chaeyoung pressed her hands to the sides of her face, walking around as tears made their way towards her chin, she didn't even bother to wipe them off.
Lisa crumbled the journal in her hand, "Chaeyoung, I beg you, just listen why –"
"No! And not just that," she pointed the journal Lisa was holding. "Literally almost every journal says the same thing –"
"Aren't you going to hear me out, Chaeng, please?" Lisa felt the hot tears again.
"Why? So you could make a fool of me again?" Chaeyoung's voice was cruel. Her eyes were hard and her face looked so done even under all those tears.
"Chaeyoung, I –"
"You, what, Lisa?" Chaeyoung looked at her with the same cold eyes while wiping her face. "You're gonna say what? You have three degrees in med? Or another two in chemistry? Do you have more secrets that you can mock me behind my back?"
Lisa was speechless at this moment. Her tears fastened, making her vision blur. Her life was falling apart again, once again.
"This is a piece of cake for you, isn't it," Chaeyoung gestured towards the table that they were studying on. Her voice was so cold that Lisa felt it. "You must be laughing seeing how I fail every time."
"Stop, Chaeyoung," Lisa said, her voice barely a whisper. "Stop before it's too late."
Chaeyoung laughed, "Too late for what ? For you to keep hiding more things? For you to keep using me like I am nothing?"
Lisa froze again. This wasn't her Chaeyoung. Her Chaeng wouldn't say something like this.
"Did you ever care for me, at least? I don't think so," Chaeyoung said, tears were falling down on her face but her voice was still cruel.
Lisa dropped the journal. Chaeyoung's words hit her like a slap on the face. It would be a million times better if she had hit Lisa instead of saying these things. And she still was looking at her like she was done with her.
Lisa walked towards the door without saying a thing. Took her bag and put on her coat and boots as Chaeyoung watched her. Before going out, she turned and looked at Chaeyoung.
"Fuck you, Park Chaeyoung. You weren't different after all."
Then she closed the door behind her.
~~ end of the chapter ~~