Jung Ah leaned against the wet bus stop pole, rain colliding with her skin and hair at every counting moment. The sidewalks were drenched with puddles of rainwater, and the city grew hazier with every growing moment. She pulled her sweatshirt closer around her, cursing herself for not choosing a bus stop with a cover. As she leaned against the pole, and as countless cars drove by in the rainy wake, puddles sloshing at their tires, she felt a vibration near her arm. She reached into her jacket and, making sure to shield it from the rain, read the text message.

                ‘Unnie, where are you? Jooyeon unnie and I are starving ):Get a girlfriend to drive you places !’-Bekah

                 Jung Ah rolled her eyes; she sometimes wondered if her friends would ever be able to function properly without her if she didn’t take care of them like a mother. She placed the phone back in her pocket and gazed out towards the seemingly flooded city of Incheon. The park parallel to her position reeked of wet grass and the outline of hills peeked out beneath the gray horizon.

                  She checked the watch on her left hand

                  5:47

                  She puffed air out of and sighed. The bus never usually came this late. She may have been one of its sole occupants, but it should still be punctual right? Suddenly, her skin and hair and clothes felt void of the ever continuous precipitation. Above her she heard the slightly distant sound of rain hitting a padded surface. Once she looked up she saw a black umbrella above her head and when she looked to her left she saw who held it. The owner of said umbrella was a tall, auburn-haired beauty, with bright and mature eyes and the most adorable dimples Jung Ah had ever seen. Her teeth were pearly white and her skin was flawless.

                   Before Jung Ah could utter a word, the other spoke first.

                   “I don’t necessarily think it’s wise to stand in the rain.” The woman said, her voice firm and gentle.

                   “I’m not necessarily doing this by choice. The bus is running late.” Jung Ah replied, finding herself wondering why she was telling a stranger her business.

                    “That’s a shame. You shouldn’t be out here alone and being soaked in the rain. I’ll stay with you.” It was only at that moment that Jung Ah realized how cold she really was, the wetness of her sweatshirt seeping into the pores of her skin.

                    “You really don’t need to do that.” Jung Ah insisted.

                    “Who said anything about need? I want to. My conscience wouldn’t be able to handle it if I let something this beautiful catch a cold.” The beautiful figure replied, eyes twinkling as her smile grew larger.

                    Jung Ah merely smiled back, not caring that a random woman was catering for her umbrella need or that she had just called her beautiful.

                     “I don’t even know your name.”

                     “Kahi. Park Kahi. And your name?”

                     “Jung Ah. Kim Jung Ah.” Jung Ah stuck out her slightly wet hand and Kahi gratefully shook it, letting her hand linger on the other girl’s soft skin before letting go.

                      “So Jung Ah-sshi, how long have you been waiting for this bus?”

                      “About 20 minutes now.”

                      “Have you thought to seek shelter from the rain? Unless you like hypothermia.”

                      “Oh I love it, really! The fact that I’d die from cold is so thrilling, honestly!” Jung Ah replied with a smile that was tinted with much sarcasm, to which Kahi chuckled.

                       “You’re cute.” She said, allowing Jung Ah to feel the only heat that was left in her body sail upwards into her cheeks.

                        “T-Thank you. Where were you coming from?”

                        Kahi turned and gestured to an area that was lost in the heavy precipitation that continuously stomped down onto their umbrella, forcing Jung Ah to move closer to the other girl, her wet hair tickling the base of Kahi’s throat. “The dance studio down the road. I had a free class and felt like taking a walk.”

                         “In the rain?”

                         “I have an umbrella. What’s your excuse?” Kahi teased.

                         Jung Ah pouted, as she gazed back over the gloomy skyline.” I didn’t think it would rain this badly.”

                         “Your attire proves that thought.” Kahi said, gesturing to Jung Ah’s now soaked cartoon sweatpants and her loose-fitting jeans.

                          “Well, I’m not a weatherman so therefo-“ Her sentence was cut off by a loud clap of thunder scared the living daylights out of her. It surprised her so much that she ended up nestling her face into Kahi’s chest and clutching the sides of the girl’s jacket. Kahi free arm immediately wound itself around Jung Ah’s waist.

                          “I take it you’re not a fan of thunder.” Kahi spoke teasingly once more.

                          Jung Ah took her head out of the woman’s chest and faintly blushed again.”I’m not. And sorry for umm…you know.”
                          Kahi simply chuckled, ”Don’t worry about it”, glanced to her right and saw a navy blue bus pull up next to the stop, its tires sloshing in the puddles beside the road. It pulled to a stop and its doors creaked open.

                         “Looks like I’m your good luck charm. Your bus is here.”

                         “Y-Yeah it is. Thank you for allowing me to share your umbrella.”

                         “I’d do it again in a heartbeat.” Kahi smiled, ushering Jung Ah away from the pole and towards the bus so that the driver would not grow impatient.” I think I should at least get the pleasure of walking you to the bus.”

                         Jung Ah said nothing, and allowed the older girl to lead her towards the open bus doors. Jung Ah walked up the wet stairs, paid her money to the unruly bus driver and towards her usual seat in the middle of the not so occupied bus. The only people on it were a sleeping ahjumma, a tousled young man that fairly resembled the bus driver and a teenage girl in school uniform, who sat in the back of the bus.

                           Jung Ah wiped away a circle of mist on the bus window with her forearm’s sleeve, and through the beads of water that clung to the outside of the window, she could see Kahi smiling and leaning against the same pole they were standing at before, waving at Jung Ah through the window.

                           Timidly Jung Ah smiled and waved back, her fingers dancing across the air, before she felt the bus’s engine rev up, slowly pulling away from the bus stop.

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                         20 minutes later, Jung Ah entered her apartment, throwing down her jacket onto the coat rack and shuddering as her body speedily began to heat up. She rubbed her hands together and peered into the kitchen, seeing nothing but a kettle and a half open pack of crackers on the counter. She continued walking into the apartment until…..

                           “Unnie!” She was wrestled to the couch by two blooming and beautiful women; one in her teens and the other in her early twenties.

                           “Jooyeon ate the last of your bananas!”

                           “Daass notch frueee” The taller of the teens spoke, food obviously stuffed into .

                           Jung Ah cringed,” Yah, Lee Jooyeon. Chew before you speak. And would you two fatties mind easing off of me?”

                            Bekah and Jooyeon complied, pulling their unnie out of the burgundy couch.

                           “Unnie, what took you so long? We got worried.” Bekah pouted.

                           “The bus was late, don’t worry. I am a grown woman you know.”

                           “Your appetite proves that statement correct.”Jooyeon added, skipping happily towards the kitchen in search of more food.

                            “I’ll get you for that, Giblet!” Jung Ah retorted, to receive an evil chuckle in return.

                            “You need a girlfriend to drive you places and keep you sheltered from the rain and from getting a cold unnie~. Like how Jooyeon has Uee unnie.” Bekah persisted, using her rare aegyo to win over her unnie.

                             Suddenly, the thought of the auburn-haired and umbrella-holding goddess from not too long ago appeared in Jung Ah’s mind, a smile unconsciously spreading across her face.

                             “We’ll talk later Bekah. I need to take a hot shower.’ Jung Ah said, walking towards the bathroom with a large smile spread on her face, much to Bekah’s confusion.

                              Suddenly, Jooyeon appeared next to Bekah, chewing exceptionally loudly on a handful of chips.

                              “What’s up with her creepy smiling?” Jooyeon asked, bits of potato chips raining here and there.

                              “I was wondering the same thing.”

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A/N U GUSTAAA?

I promise to God this won't be long; I promise it will only be a Multi-shot, 4 or 5 chapters at the most

Since I spent all of today spazzing over JungHi radio duets from the past, and since they're my OTP I felt I needed to make a fic for them

Soooooo yeah,

Bekah's like, the cupid here LOL

And plus I'm dissapointed by the lack of JungHi ):

So I hope my loyal readers will come on over here and read this so I don't feel that my hard work went to waste.

Lol I love rain way too much

I don't expect this to get oodles of views (since,combined, the 'Kahi' and 'JungAh' tags  total to like 20) But I'd like a comment here and there if that's not too much to ask for <333

Adios~