Like A Forest Fire || Bbangsaz

IX.

They arrive at the Kingston theater twenty minutes later.

Minji's hair is much messier than before, her cheeks are slightly flushed and Hanni has completely given up on trying to keep her thoughts straight, no longer tipsy on the wine but rather on Minji's hot mouth against her own. It takes a while, but eventually they make it out of the bookstore and into the theatre.

"Can we still go in?" Hanni asks the man at the ticket office, unable to keep the smile from curling around her lips.

"Hm.." he says, frowning deeply. "We dont really want to disturb the performances - but perhaps, if you walk up to the first balcony and keep quiet, it's all right."

"Thank you," Hanni says, quickly holding the door open for Minji before the man changes his mind.

They make their way up the half lit staircase, but right before Hanni reaches out to open the door, Minji grabs her wrist and pulls her back, making her spin around - and they're kissing again.

Hanni can't help but fall back against the wall, pulling Minji closer against her, all tension and sparks and oh my god she's kissing me again - Minji pulls away, smiling a little smugly. It lasts long enought to leave Hanni completely breathless and short enough that the only things she wants to do is switch their positions and pin Minji against the wall with her body, kissing her again and again and again until-

"Sorry," Minji breathes out with a smile, and Hanni has to bite down on her lip hard to snap herself back into reality. "I really wanted to do that."

Hanni swallows, before stammering out. "N-no problem - I mean, n-not a problem... like, at all."

The corner of Minji's mouth curls even further upwards and Hanni curses herself internally for being so ridiculous the whole time.

(She curses Minji a little bit too for making her entire body forget how to function.)

"Good to know," Minji grins, flirtatious edge to her voice."Thanks for the assessment."

Hanni can feel herself flush, but the way Minji is looking at her makes her heart race, and the tension softens so she laughs as well, before letting her fingers fall to the back of Minji's meck and abruptly pulling her down to kiss again.

When she pulls away, she catches the shy glint in Minji's eyes and the way her exhale is suddenly a little stuttered, and Hanni can't help but smile and feel her confidence spike.

"Let's go, beautiful.", she says, relishing in the way Minji's eyes widen at the bold term of affection. "We're here for a poetry slam event, remember?" Minji rolls her eyes jokingly, like that's the last thing on her mind, and Hanni grins. "I thought you said you were serious about being a writer, but you seem a little bit unfocused..."

Minji bites her lip, leaning into Hanni a little more, before winking at her and abruptly reaching for the door. There are only a couple of other people sitting on the balcony, because most of the spectators are on the ground level, so there is still more than enough space in the front row. They quietly make their way to the seats. On stage, two guys are in the middle of a double performance, their voices low and deep, reaching far into the theatre with their explosive poem. After they've taken their seats, Hanni takes one more glance at Minji, whose eyes are already glued to the stage, and then she leans back in her chair and lets her mind be carried away by the steady beat and well constructed sentences.

God she loves this kind of stuff so much.

Every time someone is brave enough to step onto the stage and share something they've created, Hanni can feel her heart swell up. She's so easily touched by all the stories and impressed by people's willingness to show emotion, making her laugh or hold her breath or fall back into her chair and thinking damn that was beautiful - and she can tell that Minji's feeling exactly the same way.