The Reason? - Yoon Jeonghan [✔]

Bonus 4 - March 2018

This was set around Chapter 22, but never made it where the chapter, and the ones that followed, were going. So it got scrapped, and was pushed at the bottom of my document until now. I rewrote a lot of it, so it's better and it had more context clues.

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She might have been the start of it all, whether she knew it or not. The boys had a free afternoon that they wanted to spend together. There was no schedule, no GoSe to film, nothing to practise. So instead of just going home and doing their things, they had planned to spend that time together relaxing, as friends should.

And Ophely, well. She was part of their group whether they wanted her to be. She was a half of Jeonghan, a body that might change in the middle of it all. Jeonghan had specifically asked the boys to be nice that evening and let her be herself for some time. Some members agreed, some did not.

Easier said than done. The debate on what to do had been long and windful in their chat, words kept quiet for opinions unwelcome.

However, they still managed to find themselves like teenagers on top of the other in the living room in front of the TV screen, lazing around for a sleepover, Ophely in the middle. She had been tired, wanted to be on her own and sleep, something a few had picked on throughout the day, thus the sleep-party-home-cinema-thing that was happening.

That after had started well, a few fun movies, the boys being way to active, and as the night went on, other movies that they wanted to share of watch for their friends, and Ophely was laying down on the sofa, head in the clouds, not really watching the movie, nor really aware of her surrounding. Or rather, a bit too much. She was tired, in pain, and wanted to eclipse herself to the bathroom in silence. Yet the silence already present would make her more than heard.

She didn't know the boys well enough to know who was asleep, who would care, who would say something, or just. Well, she was awkward.

So Ophely sat in the middle, curled up in a blanket and nodding off while watching a movie she understood only one third of. Her hand was clasped in Jeonghan's, who was sitting next to her, so she could stay in her own body without counting how long it had been since they had swapped back. She just wanted to enjoy the film as herself.

But even while holding back, Ophely couldn't stay seated for the entirety of it, her bladder was screaming for her to go to the loos. She needed to pee. So she untangled herself from her blanket, separated her hand from Jeonghan's and quietly made her way to the bathroom.

It was fine, normal even. And very nice to just do things in her own skin like she had about two weeks before.

However, the curse came crashing down when she had sat down and on the toilets. And she was back in front of the movie. It only took a second for her to understand what had happened. And that she was back on the couch as Jeonghan... And he was taking her pee in the toilets, on the other side of the apartment. She was sure that she had made a face as well as slid down on the couch because Joshua stared at her weirdly, taking his eyes away from the screen to observe the movement from behind him.

The two exchanging bodies had reduced, but it still happened when the time had run out, to add to it Ophely looked slightly unwell that evening. So behind Joshua, where Jeonghan had sat, it seemed the owner of the body had changed.

To her surprise, Jeonghan came back from the bathroom, huddled himself back in the blanket she had worn, and curled up on the sofa, resting his head on her lap. He was silent as he sneaked a hand out of his cocoon to connect their fingers. And Ophely was back in her own skin, warm in a blanket burrito, ready to sleep then and there. Though when she took conscience of her body, something felt different. She was wearing a pad.

She wanted to groan to herself and bury her head in her hands and never be seen again. But she still looked up to the man she was leaning on, sending him a small smile with a slightly tighter hold on his hand for a second. He looked down and rubbed the back of her hand.

Ophely should have expected things like this to happen, she was a girl after all. And she could not stop her periods from appearing to anybody but her.

While she rested on the sofa, Ophely thought to herself, the movie she understood so little of already forgotten. Instead, she thought about Jeonghan and how he had not screamed or told the entire group of her predicament, he had acted as if nothing was wrong, calmly and silently. He must have learned a bit from his mother and sister, otherwise she was sure that he wouldn't have known what to do. Though, really, she was only speculating on what she didn't know. She was just glad that she hadn't bled out everywhere without realising.