赤い糸 - Red String of Fate

Chapter 47 - forgiven

Why am i like this? I was mad and jealous few hours ago, but i can't stay mad at her, am i whipped?

Sana stepped out of the shower, ruffling her damp hair with a towel. She grabbed the hair dryer from the cabinet and flicked it on.

Upstairs, Jeongyeon perked up at the sound. "Oi! It's late, why are you drying your hai—"

"Achoo-bababa!"

Jeong shot out of bed and rushed downstairs. Without hesitation, she took the dryer from Sana's hand and began helping her instead.

"stupid"

"stupid?" Sana looked offended.

"You might catch a cold!" Jeongyeon scolded, still gently drying her hair.

"Tss. Worried about me, huh? ㅋㅋㅋ" Sana smirked.

"If you get sick, I'll probably get sick too!" Jeongyeon countered.

"ㅋㅋㅋ, just admit it, stubborn Jeong"

Jeong sighed, ruffling her hair roughly. "Yeah, yeah. Whatever you think. But don't—ever—wash your hair this late again." She gave Sana a soft flick on the head.

"Ne~" Sana teased back, then stepped on Jeong's foot.

Jeong glared. "Stay still or I'll stop drying"

"Tss" Sana stands still like a statue.

As Jeong worked through her hair, she spoke again. "Good girl. Now... I wanna ask something."

"What again?" Sana's tone dripped with mock-annoyance.

"Tomorrow. Breakfast. You, me, Mina—"

"That's not even a questio— Achoo-bababa!"

Jeong giggled. "ㅋㅋㅋ I wasn't done. Anyway, can we have breakfast together? Like usual, but somewhere else"

"Sure, why not?" Sana smiled.

"Alright, done." Jeong shut off the dryer. "Go to sleep. I'll handle this stuff." She tucked the dryer back in the cabinet, then tossed the towel toward the laundry basket like shooting a basketball—only to miss.

"...Ugh. Am I that noob?" She sighed, picked it up, and placed it properly.

When Jeong climbed back upstairs, she stopped dead.

Sana was sprawled across her bed, hugging her Shiba Inu plush.

"Hey! That's my bed, go to yours" Jeong pointed accusingly.

"Shiiiro~" Sana mimicked her plush and refused.

Jeong yanked the blanket. "Go, go!"

"Yahh! Just now you said I could sleep here!"

"When did I ever—"

"You did! You said I could sleep in your arm instead of your shoulder!" Sana pushed her hand away with mock indignation.

Jeong groaned. "The bed's too small for both of us!"

Sana nearly toppled from Jeong's pushing. "Yaaaah! Don't shove me, I'll fall! Don't go back on your words!"

"Fine!" Jeongyeon gave up and tucked herself in beside her.

Sana poked her cheek. "Look at you, grumpy as hecc. You're never grumpy with Mina, but with—"

Jeong bumped her forehead against Sana's, just hard enough to shut her up. "There you go again. shut up and sleep"

"Aw!" Sana winced, pouting.

Jeongyeon immediately regretted it. "...umm, sorry"

Sana's arms suddenly wrapped around her. "Forgiven~"

Σ(゜ロ゜)

"ㅋㅋㅋ It's not the first time we've hugged. What's with that face?" Sana laughed at her frozen expression.

"Nothing"

Sana grinned, planting a quick kiss before burrowing against Jeong's chest. "Goodnight, hun"

"Tss. You Sanake." Jeong gently tapped her head.

"ㅋㅋㅋ" 

Jeong sighed softly, rubbing her nose into Sana's hair that smelled familiar. "Goodnight... hun"

Sana hummed sleepily in response.

It smells so... but... The scent of Sana's hair makes her smile, because she knows this scent is not Sana's shampoo.

The scent of Sana's hair lingered in Jeong's nose. Wait—this isn't her shampoo.

...So she used mine? ㅋㅋㅋ

With that thought, Jeong smiled faintly and let sleep pull her under.