Today was just a terrible day.

He did not wonder from the very beginning. DaHyun would be wary as soon as the lipstick, her favorite lipstick, broke down at the base and fell to the floor, painted in light pink. Or she would have been wary when her favorite sweatpants, in a box, did not end up in the wash along with other things. And perhaps I would have guessed about a bad day, after a series of unsuccessful attempts to find a ringing phone in her purse.

But be that as it may, the day was no longer set.

Behind the scenes, she complained to the girls, on the stage, or when they shot the cameras, she professionally smiled, showing a good mood.

She tried her best, and after arriving home, without discussing anything with her friends, she went into the room, changed clothes, lay down in bed, covering herself with a blanket.

She did not want to talk to anyone, to see anyone, just to be in peace and quiet.

Girls respected her privacy. Understanding that even DaHyun needs a vacation.

 

A couple of hours later.

Someone came up with the idea to buy a late dinner (although the usual dinner was only half an hour ago), everyone picked up and ordered Momo to order food. They liked to watch the girl try to say correctly. At such moments, everyone laughed heartily. Momo had no choice but to take the order and pout, looking at her friends.

“Chaeyoung, ask DaHyunie what dish she wants?” JiHyo asked the younger girl who was sitting next to her, not joining the general fund.

Her mood changed at the moment when her best friend hid in their room, and did not go out all this time. Chaeyoung was sad, and she was somehow uneasy, without a bro. Chaeyoung immediately jumped up, as if she were only waiting for this sign to enter the room and see what DaHyun is doing - unnie. She quietly knocked on the door before opening it, entering inside.

“Unnie ...”

No answer.

“Do you sleep?”

Silence again, but they moved under the covers. Chaeyoung came closer, but did not dare to sit on the bed:

“Unnie, we order food, do you want something?”

“No thanks, bro, I'm not hungry,” DaHyun's muffled voice sounded from under the covers .

Chaeyoung could not have imagined that she would be so pleased with one small offer from her older friend. But the heaviness in the chest did not recede; there was a sensation that the heart was squeezing something, as if it was being held in a fist.

“Do you want to talk?”

Silence.

“Maybe I can do something for you?”

Silence.

“You only…”

“You cannot do anything, Chaeyoung. Not now. Maybe later, even tomorrow, but not now,” with a sigh, irritation came, the girl clearly caught it, the heaviness in her chest intensified.

She had no choice but to apologize for the intrusion, to leave the room. She did not immediately join the cheerful noise in the living room; she urgently needed to take a breath of fresh air. She went into the kitchen, extended her hand to the handle on the window, and opened it, letting in cool night air. She took a deep breath, one more, stood like that, feeling the coolness cooling her hot body.

“Not now.

Possibly tomorrow.

Not now.

Not now.

Possibly tomorrow.

You can’t do anything.

Not now.

Later.

Tomorrow.

And if tomorrow remains the same?

So never ? ”

“Chaeyoung? Brr, how cold it is! Oh, you're icy! Get out, let's close the window first, and then you'll tell me everything. Chaeyoung, why are you silent? What happened to you? Something with DaHyun?” Jeongyeon's excited voice called out as she entered the kitchen for plates and a knife. Behind her trailed behind Mina, and a little further Nayeon. They heard the last question from a friend, turned around anxiously to the door leading to the maknae's room, were about to burst inside and ask what happened.

“DaHyun- unnie said she didn't want anything. She's not hungry, “Chaeyoung answered quietly, stupidly staring at the closed window. “Why does the heaviness in the chest not disappear, Jeongyeon - unnie? I thought that if I take a deep breath of fresh air, it will facilitate, but it does not help. Why?”

“Hey, hush, hush”, gently, with all the soft care of a younger girl, hugged Nayeon to her chest. ‘Don't cry, Chaeyoung, no need.”

“I'm not crying, unnie,” protested Chaeyoung, with the defeat of feeling, what are wet cheeks. “Why am I crying?” Burying her face in the chest of her older friend, Chaeyoung sobbed.

Mina and Jeongyeon stood silently beside her, comforting her by her back and hair. The heaviness in the chest gradually weakened, with a stream of tears it became easier to breathe. When the tears disappeared, panting was interrupted only by hiccups, Chaeyoung released Nayeon's waist from her tenacious embrace. She embarrassedly raised her reddened eyes to her, smiled apologetically, she smiled softly in response.

“Calmed down?”

“Yes.”

“Then ... What happened in the room?” A cautious question, Chaeyoung bit her lower lip, looked at her older sisters, seeing their expecting faces without a hint of irritation, said:

“When I walked into our room, DaHyun - unnie lay, covered completely with a blanket ...” - slowly word by word Chaeyoung told everything, not even her feelings, and when finished speaking, she heard a faint chuckle Mina and long exhalation of Jeongyeon. - What? Unnie what? - The girl did not understand the reaction; she asked the same question while she looked from Mina to Jeongyeon, from Jeongyeon to Nayeon.

“Don’t worry, Chaeng, everything is fine,” took pity on her, smiling broadly at Nayeon, ruffling her short hair, kissed the top of her head. “That feeling that you experienced is normal. Isn't it Minari, Jeong?” sent a grin towards the embarrassed Mina and proudly smiling Jeongyeon.

“Ah, I just can't believe my Chaeng has grown!” Wiped a fake tear, Jeongyeon still proudly smiling, gently hit the youngest girl in the shoulder.

“I can't understand anything, unnie!” Chaeyoung whined pityingly, looked imploringly at Mina, asking for an explanation. “What kind of feeling is that? Mina- unnie, say ... say ... say ...”

“Hey girls, what's going on here?” going to the kitchen, asked Sana with curiosity. “Jeongyeon, why are you smiling like a contented cat? Mina-chan, you are so red, and why do you look away so shyly? Nabongs, baby, JiHyo worries where you disappear.”

“We're already going,” hearing a vague protest from Sana, Nayeon leaned over and whispered in her ear:“ I'll explain everything later, ”then, louder, turned to the still-standing limp Chaeyoung , added:“ Come on, Chaeng , pizza is already waiting for us! ”

“But ...”

“Today you will find out what kind of feeling you felt, I promise - putting your little finger up,” said Nayeon .

 

Nayeon cheated on her. Instead of an intelligible answer, the older girl was whispering to everyone all late evening, and after her whispering, everyone looked at her somehow oddly. And then each of them came up and her head, smiling knowingly, or hugging, kissing the top of her head, or just sitting next to her and looking. Chaeyoung only had to irritably accept all the signs of attention to his person.

When the time came to go to bed, and when Chaeyoung was already desperate to find out something from Nayeon, Tzuyu suddenly hugged her shoulders gently, smiling softly, said:

“DaHyun - unnie is not right. You can do something. And I think she subconsciously expects this step from you.”

“Tzuyu, evens you? Are you infected with the mysteries of Nayeon - unnie?” Chaeyoung incredulously met a loving look from maknae.

“Today I spend the night with Jeongyeon - unnie and Momo – unnie,” smiled, walked away, was immediately recruited into Momo’s tight embrace.

“I don’t understand anything, I really, don’t understand anything what is going on in our house?!” Chuckled palms, sighing heavily, Chaeyoung went to her room. “And what should I do? What is waiting for me, DaHyun - unnie? And how do I understand when they all speak in riddles?!” Chaeyoung muttered under her nose, opening the door to the room, going inside, and immediately going upstairs to her bed. “She always asks something ridiculous or too embarrassing for me,” Chaeyoung muttered, shrugging her shoulders, sitting comfortably in her bed. “What was she asking for the last time? Hm. All that comes to mind is hugs and kisses. Oh!” Suddenly it dawned on the girl, mentally she repeated the words "hugs and kisses." Is it that simple? Cannot be!” Beamed with happiness Chaeyoung, without hesitation, went downstairs, crouched on the edge of the bed DaHyun. “Is that all that is needed?”

 

While the girl was thinking how to quietly and imperceptibly sneak into the bro's bed, the answer came when DaHyun poked her head out from under the covers and looked sleepily at the intruder:

“ Chaengie, cuddle,” she asked childishly, extending one arm, taking that by the right wrist, without permission, shoving it to her. A heart pounded quickly in her chest, a paint of embarrassment painted on her cheeks when Chaeyoung felt a warm body next to her. “Hugging,” DaHyun’s voice again sleepily sounded , and again her hands pulled even closer to her, so that even there was no space left. “Your arms, they always heal.”

“Not only them, bro - for a moment Chaeyoung thought she was intoxicated, although she did not drink alcohol today, but she did not leave the feeling of complete prostration.

She felt vibration in every cell of her small body as DaHyun's breath touched her exposed skin. The aroma of the body stupefied, dizzy, but instead of moving away, Chaeyoung leaned forward even closer.

“And what else?” It seemed like an eternity passed until the languid voice of DaHyun voiced the question.

Chaeyoung swallowed, blushing brighter, so that, as much as the ears were burning quietly, not to wake up and not to disturb this intimate moment, said:

“Another treat my kisses,” it became difficult to breathe when DaHyun suddenly opened her eyes, meeting her gaze wrong expectations.

She, without looking up for a long time, looked into Chaeyoung's eyes , as if reading the answer there to her question. And apparently she saw, because her next words put an end to Chaeyoung's misunderstanding about that unclear feeling:

“Then kiss me ...”