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minjeong sniffs, tears already freeing from her lids. “i-i know. i hate it when my thoughts win over me.” “it happens, but i will always remind you how proud i am of you.” “e-even if I had to be paired up with other people?” jimin snickers. “are you saying that you’re curious if i got jealous?” minjeong pouts. “maybe a little..” or a jmj drabble because i haven't written one in ages WALLAHHHH
funnily enough, jimin thinks love is the sweetest revenge. aeri is her revenge. or, alternatively, wherein the time came when the whole world turned against karina yu but giselle uchinaga was the only one who didn't.
“hey, minjeong.”
minjeong sighs, pinching her nose and furrowing her brows before she mumbles out. “can you teach me how to do it, then?”
somehow, her footsteps were deemed to be heavy, as if she was reasoning with herself whether to depart so soon. but what else is there for her to sojourn? even if she tried, the princess is still the princess, and aeri—nothing but just a royal retainer; a servant. and even if there is one other inducement—that aeri and minjeong used to be the best of pals; teens singing along to the tune of their favorite rhymes, tiring themselves o
minjeong doesn't realize how aeri was already leaning close beside her. she looks so alluring like this, with her curled lashes and the light tint of her make-up succeedingly starting to fade because of all the frustration she had gone through with all this admirer fiasco. "be my girlfriend." or, alternatively, a winselle fake dating trope fic.
aeri's hoodie feels nice to wear in. or ningning realizes she wanted giselle as much as she does.
minjeong is totally used to aeri sleep talking. especially if it concerns her feelings for the younger.
"ah, i see. not used to talking. kim minjeong, by the way. i hope we can be good friends" yizhuo wasn't sure if it was the glare of the morning sunlight or minjeong's smile, but she sensed warmth.
"and what if i really kiss you then?" without a stutter, jimin stared with all might. minjeong widened her eyes, surprised by the question.