Jung Yerin had been an accident. (At least at first.)

a combination of my gfriend stories.

Eunbi leans over her. Eunha’s arms wrapped around her neck, clinging to her. It’s too close, too intimate. Their hands on each other and faces only inches apart, a gap just waiting to be closed.

Together. It’s a promise that starts with Jung Eunbi shoving a cheap, plastic toy ring into Choi Yuna's hand at the playground when they’re six years old. Over the years, together grows into much more than a promise between kids and two plastic rings could have ever foretold. Forever.

Kim Sojung isn’t exactly sure when the idea to propose to Jung Eunbi first hit her.

There’s something simple—mundane, even—yet romantic about budgeting money to pay bills and signing your name on mortgage papers with the person you have every intention of spending the rest of your life with.

Eunha has developed a strange set of sleeping habits over time, all of which Yuna has grown accustomed to being a part of.