Wendy isn't quite sure when she started falling in love with Seulgi.

Never in her life she took those things into account, she rarely did. It's hard to keep track of when you fall in love and when you stop falling in love, it's hard to keep track of how many people you fall in love with because it happened more often than what was labeled as acceptable: you could fall in love with the girl sitting next to you the bus or perhaps the barista at the cafe closest to work. She couldn't keep track of them

With Seulgi, she just fallen in love and that's it. There was no need to add more

Wendy wouldn't have romantic stories of how Seulgi looked at her in the eye and knew everything would be fine or how her smile erased the gray clouds on difficult days. When people asked "How did it all start?" She would simply reply with a "I don't know, It just happened". Why lie? It really only happened

Seulgi Seulgi Seulgi

She was never tired of saying her name. Even in her dreams she was there. Every day, or at least 80% of her sleep, dreamed of Seulgi

Sometimes with her growing smile or her tender laugh, with her bad jokes and her dance routines, with her kisses and sighs, with her arms around her waist and her lips whispering that they loved her, with her illusions of one day being her wife and have a family. For Wendy, Seulgi was the equivalent of happiness and life

One day, however, she only dreamed of a white room. In it, there was absolutely nothing but Wendy standing on a strange floor of the same dirty color of all the walls that surrounded her, out of sheer curiosity she looked at her hands and was a little surprised at the great change in them: her pinky finger had a red ribbon tied with a thin bow around it

She heard the history of the red thread for several years now, it almost becomes general culture around the world these days. According to this legend, we are all born with the end of a red thread tied to our pinky, the other end of said thread is tied to the person who is our soul mate. This thread can stretch, knot but it'll never break no matter how much happens. Wendy never really believed that story until she dream it

With the same curiosity with which she looked at her hands, she took the red thread that fell to the floor in her hands and followed it carefully trying to find where the other end was. Wendy lost track of time but surely she was walking for several kilometers and several hours. Just as she was about to find the other end, the loud sound of an alarm ended up disturbing her sleep and waking her up

She heard a grunt, then a loud thump on the floor followed by a new grunt that sounded a lot more pained than before. The vocalist rubbed one of her eyes with the back of her hand and stared at the source of those sounds: Seulgi was kneeling on the floor, the upper part of her torso lying on the bed while she was tangled in the blankets they shared. Even that heavy blow hadn't been enough to wake her up.

Wendy tried not to burst out laughing when she saw her beloved soulmate in that position. Before waking her up, she took her phone from a small table next to her bed and took some photos of Seulgi (she knew it was a very bad idea since those photos could end in Joy's hands or even worse, Yeri's) Once she got the necessary blackmail material, Wendy got up from the bed and placed a brief kiss on the side of Seulgi's head

"Good morning, baby. It's time to get up"

Seulgi growled, at this point it seemed to be the only language she remembered, she shook her head a bit and covered herself with the blankets. Wendy let out a soft laugh and kissed her head gently again now accompanied by her fingers combing her hair slowly. The dancer started to wake up and got up from the floor, sitting on the bed with her eyes closed and an adorable pout on her lips. Wendy couldn't resist anymore and cupped her face in her hands, leaving a kiss on her forehead

"Mornings " Seulgi complained with a hoarse voice "I fell off the bed"

"I'm sure half a block heard you, baby. Did you hurt something important?"

"Nah" Seulgi yawned loudly and stretched her hands above her head before hugging Wendy by the waist and laying her head on her abdomen letting her best friend comb her hair and slowly drift back to sleep "Good morning, by the way. Did you sleep well?"

"When I sleep by your side, nothing else matters"

"Eww, it sounds worse when you say it"

Seulgi took advantage of the position they were in to pull Wendy along with her and make them both fall to the bed. The main vocalist was on top of the dancer and could only laugh out loud at what just happened. Seulgi placed a soft peck on Wendy's lips before smiling

The sound of feet stomping on wood caught her attention. A knock at the door made both of them sigh

"Unnie! Can you leave the morning for later?! I'm hungry!"

Yeri

A few months went by on the calendar. Between new album and new opportunities, Red Velvet grew as high as the sky and began to reaffirm its place as one of the baddest powerhouses of K-Pop across the globe. 'Bad Boy' wasn't their first success, much less the song that made them grow but it definitely won them more public and job offers throughout the country and international media without exception of the members

That is how Wendy and Seulgi got an opportunity to record a famous program called "Battle Trip" where they would show their trip around some tourist destination in the world. Wendy had been saving money for years to travel to France, an innocent dream that remained even after she debuted and it only got bigger when she realized how immense that country was not only at a tourist level but also at cultural level. It was a predetermined destiny to everyone that was excited about the opportunity to travel

But looking at Seulgi sitting on her bed in the room they shared, with her legs crossed holding a book in her hands about museums and art exhibitions in Austria, talking without rest about how beautiful the country was and how her favorite movie was recorded in a certain place and how the art was wonderful and she needed to see it at least once... Wendy couldn't help feeling all the love she felt for that girl with a pure and gentle soul pile up in her chest and Wendy sat down beside her, with her legs crossed, listening and learning about what her best friend and soul mate loved so much.

Then they choose to go to Austria

Wendy wasn't going to lie, the place was amazing and beautiful wherever she went. It offered so much in every way that it was hard to choose a favorite place or some time that predominated over others. The food was very good, the landscapes were beyond her imagination or a photograph, she wanted to take Seulgi's hand and explore it to the point of exhaustion but the cameras that followed them made her slow down a bit of her desires

Maybe if they had met on another day, in another place maybe it would be easier to love Seulgi...

No, love had no excuses. Wendy would give up any other experience if that meant she could spend another day next to Seulgi. No matter if they were idols

The night before returning home, Wendy was lying in the hotel bed while Seulgi looked at the room with her hands on her waist and her face full of concentration: the room had two single beds but they were too heavy to push together and now the dancer was devising different plans to be able to sleep near Wendy without having to share a bed

Wendy, who was answering a message from her anguished leader asking how everything had gone, laughed when she saw Seulgi questioning the whole purpose of life for not being able to push the beds together.

"Come on, Seul" the vocalist slid to the side of the bed and patted the small empty space beside her "The bed is big enough for both of us, come here"

Seulgi pouted but ended up giving up and laid right next to Wendy, resting her head on her chest and wrapping one arm around her waist. She looked curiously at the screen of her girlfriend's phone and then closed her eyes trying to give Wendy some privacy. However, as soon as Seulgi lay down next to her, Wendy completely forgot her phone and left it on the side of her pillow before leaning over to kiss Seulgi on her forehead.

"Thanks" the dancer whispered

Wendy raised an eyebrow not caring that the darkness of the room no longer let Seulgi see any expression

"Why?"

"For loving me so much"

"And you say I'm the cheesy one"

"I know you wanted to go to France... thanks for doing this. You make me so happy"

Wendy smiled widely at those words. How could she tell Seulgi that, because of her, she was able to lend everything on a silver platter and drown herself in ruin if it meant she would be happy? How to tell her that her heart wasn't able to say no only to her? She lived with the constant fear of being outed, of living the humiliation and criticism of a violent society that didn't accept a love that was against all standards however, Wendy was sure that if she had Seulgi she didn't mind losing all of her dreams

Wendy kissed her forehead again and sighed

"It's okay, Seul. Sleep well and dream of me"

Seulgi's soft snoring filled the room and Wendy didn't need another kind of lullaby

Finally they had the opportunity to move to another dorm and, with this change, individual rooms for each of them came along

The idea of ​​sleeping away from Seulgi didn't please Wendy, but it was necessary. Even soulmates need time away from each other, healthy relationships need a little privacy and remoteness from time to time to become more solid and strong. So the vocalist, even if she absolutely detested the idea of ​​staying away from her lover, adapted to her room

It took days to organize everything again. First because her schedule was saturated and later because she was too tired to tide up. Finally she managed to accommodate everything she had and was satisfied to see that small part of her mind reflected in this room. She almost felt like a teenager again, she could even see where she would keep her diary or the images of her artists on the wall. Right next to her bed, being the sentimental person she is, she placed pictures of each of the members just to remember them every day

Late at night, one day before her schedule would start again after a short break, Wendy was lying in her new room

In the distance she heard the soft sound of Irene's television. Even further away she heard Yeri's music but everything still felt very quiet, something was missing...

She needed to be arguing with someone without meaning, she missed the sound of soft snoring close to her bed, she lacked the smell of certain perfume and the sound of a certain voice. Wendy looked at the door of her room expectantly, believing that if she looked at it hard enough then Seulgi would appear by the door any time

The hours went by, she the bed and looked again at the photograph beside her bed. It was ridiculous, a fully developed adult having the need to sleep with someone.

Suddenly she heard two soft knocks on her door

Wendy immediately got up from her bed, almost jumping. She didn't care if Seulgi was behind the door or if it was just pranks of Satan's little spawns who didn't want to sleep. When she opened the door, with a wet towel on her head and a teddy bear in her hands, there was Seulgi and as soon as she saw Wendy she smiled at her.

"Hey" she waved uncomfortably "I can't sleep"

"You too?" Wendy chuckled and stepped aside for Seulgi to enter without saying anything else.

Wendy laid back on the bed and slid to the furthest side of it, Seulgi laid right by her side and almost immediately hugged her, forgetting the teddy bear, as if their bodies were joined by a powerful magnet unable to keep them separated. Wendy wrapped an arm behind Seulgi's shoulders and kissed her forehead, concentrating on the sound of her breathing.

"I still can't adapt to the change" Seulgi spoke with a small voice, not very loud "It sounds childish right?"

Wendy immediately shook her head almost frantically

"No, no... of course not. I can't get used to being alone in this room either"

There was a silence between the two, it wasn't uncomfortable but it was something they were used to. After long minutes of silence, Wendy wondered if Seulgi had fallen asleep because she didn't make the slightest sound. However, suddenly Seulgi spoke again

"Have you ever heard of the story of the red thread?"

Wendy tried not to stifle a gasp in as she listened to Seulgi talking about that story. Normally she wouldn't have given any importance but that story was the main theme of her dreams sincr several days ago

"Yes, many times"

"I dreamed about that last night. I had a thread wrapped around my finger and at the end of the thread you were waiting for me... "

Wendy ran her fingers through Seulgi's hair. She just wanted to close her eyes and sleep in this way forever

"Are you sure it wasn't a nightmare?"

Seulgi let out a loud laugh

"It would be if you weren't an angel"

This time it was Wendy who let out a laugu

"Sure, I guess that's it"

There was a long silence once more. This time no one interrupted her because by the time Wendy realized how uncomfortable it was to be silent, Seulgi was snoring and running through meadows in her dreamland. Wendy kissed her forehead gently and then snuggled close to her, those three wonderful words stuck in

While the singer was dreaming she realized that she was again in the same room from her last dream. In her hand was a red thread tied with a soft knot around her pinky finger. Without thinking or reflecting (after all she was in a dream) Wendy went looking for the other end of the thread.

She did a lot of laps, got tired of walking, she even ran into a couple of obstacles but finally she could see the other end of thread

Seulgi was there, holding the thread with as much doubt as she was. She seemed surprised to see her lover in this room although Wendy knew it was only her mind. However, Seulgi smiled and waved enthusiastically

"Wan! I'm so happy to see you!"

Wendy's eyes widened before she felt tears stinging in her eyes. In this time of her dream she felt everything was lucid, that if she wanted to, she could control everything. Taking a couple of insecure steps, Wendy walked towards Seulgi and gave her a big hug. Seulgi answered and said no more, she just softly combed her hair

"I love you, Seul"

A/N: I wanted to write a lot more for WenSeul month but my mind just wasn't working…I still have another chapter though. This, just like the last, is all fluff and stuff. I hope you liked it and thank you so, so much for reading