in which two souls are binded together with the red string of fate are then forced into a contract to be in a fake relationship where they're not supposed to fall in love but they do so anyways.
enhypen / park jongseong - jay
STARTED 220115
COMPLETE...
in another life, i would be your girl. we'd keep all our promises, be us against the world.
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the blinding sunlight filtered through the blinds, and kyorin squinted against the harsh brightness, her head pounding like a drum. she groaned and tried to bury her face in the pillow, but that only made the ache worse. as she turned, a flood of memories rushed in.
the fragments of laughter, the cold air against her skin, the burn of liquor against her throat,
the kiss.
her eyes snapped open, and she groggily looked around. she realized she wasn't in her costume anymore. she was in her own clothes, her hair a tangled mess. the sharp scent of hangover lingered in the air, and as her gaze traveled to her desk, her starfire costume was folded neatly,
almost carefully.
the brunette stood up and walked just a few steps to her desk and spotted the small glass of water and the bottle of painkillers next to her costume. and then, there it was, a note written in hand writing she grew to familiarize herself with.
take care of yourself
kyorin blinked, still trying to piece together what had happened the night before. her mind recoiled at the flashes of images. jay's face so close, his lips warm against hers. she remembered the hesitation, the way they had both pulled back before things went too far.
her heart raced. she couldn't remember everything clearly, but she remembered enough. it had been so intense, so different. she was drunk. jay had been tipsy. neither of them had been in control, and he hadn't pushed things further, which only made her even more confused.
her mind spun as the realization hit her: they had broken so many rules in the fake relationship contract. at this rate, the contract may as well not exist at all. had they crossed a line? did that mean everything was ruined now?
panicking, kyorin quickly took the painkillers. she grabbed her phone, glancing at the time. she had to talk to someone, someone who could make sense of this.
without wasting another moment, she rushed to get ready, shoving her feet into shoes, her hands trembling as she pulled on her jacket. she couldn't stay cooped up with these thoughts. not anymore.
when kyorin walked into the cafe, she immediately spotted jaemin behind the counter, his head down as he meticulously arranged the pastries. the smell of coffee wafted in the air, and for a second, she felt a wave of calm wash over her.
jaemin looked up when he heard the bell above the door ring, a smile pulling at his lips as he saw her. "rough night?" he asked, noting the way she fidgeted nervously.
kyorin barely managed to force a smile. "you could say that."
he gestured for her to sit at the counter. "what's going on?"
