Blessing in Disguise

Chapter Twenty-Three

Yunjin

12/9/2018

It was Yunjin's second day back in the U.S., and after watching Y/N's intense basketball practice, she felt giddy, enjoying the way things had fallen back into place between them. She sat on the bleachers, watching Y/N run drills and scrimmage with his teammates. As always, his movements on the court were effortless, but she could tell he was pushing himself, likely trying to impress her a bit more than usual.

The teasing from Y/N's teammates started almost immediately after practice ended. "Yo, Y/N, your girl's watching! Better step up your game!" one of them called out, laughing as Y/N rolled his eyes but smiled. Another teammate nudged Y/N playfully as he wiped sweat from his forehead. "You're really trying to show off today, huh? I'd be doing the same thing if my girl came all the way back from Korea."

Y/N laughed it off, jogging over to where Yunjin sat. "Ignore them," he said, shaking his head with an amused grin, his hair damp with sweat.

Yunjin stood up, playfully flipping her hair. "Oh, don't worry, I'm used to it," she teased, glancing at his teammates who were still smirking in the background. "Seems like they're just jealous."

"Pretty much," Y/N agreed, leaning against the bleachers as she handed him a water bottle. "So, what's the plan for the rest of the day?"

Yunjin shrugged, a playful grin tugging at her lips. "I was thinking... I'll just invite myself over for a sleepover at your place," she said, arching an eyebrow. "You're not gonna say no, are you?"

Y/N chuckled, shaking his head. "Like I could say no to that."

Yunjin laughed, tossing her hair back, her voice dripping with playfulness. "Good, because I'm already packed," she teased, making him laugh.

After they finished at the gym, they headed to Y/N's house, the casual teasing between them never stopping. It felt natural, and the anticipation of the sleepover had her excited. She could already picture herself making herself at home, raiding his closet for clothes, and maybe pushing his buttons a little—just like she loved to do.

Later that day—

Yunjin stepped out of the bathroom, the warm mist still clinging to her skin from her shower. Her hair, damp and slightly curled at the ends, dripped onto the towel she had loosely wrapped around herself. She paused for a moment, staring at the closed door to Y/N's bedroom, and smirked to herself. An idea sparked in her mind.

She tiptoed toward Y/N's closet, a mischievous glint in her eyes, and rummaged through his clothes. Her fingers brushed over a soft, worn hoodie—the one with his name printed boldly across the back. She grinned and pulled it off the hanger, slipping it on. It hung loosely on her, the sleeves oversized, but it enveloped her in warmth and his familiar scent. She tugged at the hem playfully, letting it fall over her hips.

Then, her gaze shifted to the dresser, and with a smirk still curling at the edges of her lips, she grabbed a pair of his boxers. Slipping into them like shorts, she adjusted the waistband, the fabric sitting comfortably on her hips. The whole look was casual, effortlessly comfortable, but she knew it would catch Y/N off guard in the best way.

With a satisfied smile, Yunjin tied her damp hair into a messy bun, letting a few strands fall naturally around her face. She added her glasses, completing the look, and took a breath before heading toward the bedroom.

When she opened the door, Y/N was sitting on the edge of the bed, his phone in his hands. He was still catching his breath from practice earlier in the day, and hadn't noticed her enter. She stood there for a moment, leaning against the doorframe, lips pouted, her arms crossed playfully as she watched him. When he finally looked up from his phone, his reaction was immediate and priceless.