if on a show they had to do a staring contest and one gets jealous

SinB watched as the translator said two words to explain what the Japanese host said.

"Staring contest."

"Ah, I volunteer."

SinB whipped her head around to see who said that, no matter how she showed herself on the outside, SinB internally thought that these hosts were all inappropriate and rude, but who volunteered??

"Wakarimaa, Yerin chan!"

A low growl escaped SinB's throat as one of the more handsome guests of the show stepped forwards to face Yerin.

As she watched the mc push their faces closer and hold a paper in between, her nails pressed into her palms, holding herself back from smacking someone.

Once the paper was lifted, she burned with jealously, there she was the angel that was supposed to be hers, smiling so brightly at the guy. Even though she knew that she wasn't supposed to be jealous, she couldn't help it.

Looking away, she held hands with Umji to calm herself, the maknae rubbing her arm soothingly.

The cheering around her was muted as she tried to ignore her jealousy, when Umji placed a hand on her shoulder she came back to reality. Yerin had won because the guy had gotten so red in the face that he had to look away.

"Unnie."

Umji called Yerin over and took her place as the next player, SinB sad to let go of her support.

"Bi?"

Yerin whispered to her but all SinB could do was reach out and hold her elbow.

"Ah! Omuji chan! Kimi o maketa!"

(ah! umji! you lose!)

"Honto? Waaa zanen desu ne?"

(really? waaa it’s a shame isn't it?)

For the rest of the recording, SinB refused to let Yerin's elbow go, but along with that she refused to look at Yerin. Her guilt eating at her for being pointlessly jealous.

Back in their van, SinB lay down in the back row, waiting for her unnies

to get on before they set off for their accommodations. With a hand over her eyes, she couldn't tell who boarded the van next.

"Bi yah."

Oh. It was Yerin.

"What is it unnie?"

Her arm remained covering her eyes. She could hear Yerin shuffling around the car to sit in Umji's spot.

Feeling a hand on her arm, she moved to look at the intruder with a halfhearted glare.

"Talk with me babe."

"No. I've already solved it. I don't need to talk."

"Fine, Umji told me you needed help calming down earlier. What made you upset baby? You have to tell me."

SinB threaded their fingers together and fumbled around with them, Yerin letting her play with her hands.

"I was just...jea-....hm."

"jea?"

"I...was jealous."

SinB blushed as the ever-familiar grin spread on Yerin's face, making her feel warm inside.

"Awww was my wittle sinbaby jelly~"

SinB grumbled as Yerin's hands came to squish her cheeks, but she didn't stop her.

Looking off to the side, she just avoided making eye contact, her cheeks burning even further under the touch of her angel.

Yerin quickly kissed her cheek, really close to her lips, making SinB look over in shock. Their car door was still open! What was this unnie thinking?!

"Unnie!"

"What? It’s okay, come on, just a little bit more love showering okay?"

SinB flailed as her face was assaulted by kisses, on her forehead, her cheeks, her nose.

"Geez, get a room."

SinB shot up, successfully getting Yerin off her. Eunha had arrived.

"What's taking the rest of us so long?"

"They were avoiding having to come and stop you guys, I lost rock paper scissors."

SinB hid her face in her hands, did it really look that bad? Was Yerin and her really overdoing it?

"Hey, Eunha yah, can I switch seats with you for this ride?"

"Sure, unnie."

Eunha left to get the others and Yerin calmly slid into the seat next to SinB, pulling her close with an arm around SinB's shoulder.

"Yah, it’s okay to be jealous. It just means how much you love me."

SinB grumbled and curled in on herself, further hiding her flushed cheeks.

"Aah wae? I won't do it again. Not in Japan okay?"

"Really?"

Yerin chuckled as SinB's head shot up to face her.

"You really promise not to do that sort of thing in Japan again?"

"Do you want me to promise the world to you?"

With a shaky hand, SinB held Yerin's other arm sleeve.

"I would want you to but its unavoidable in our industry."

"Then, I promise never that close again. Deal?"

"Deal."

"Pinky promise?"

SinB hesitated before pulling Yerin's hand to her lips, kissing her pinky instead of llinking it with her own.

"Promise."