Yellow [Chaelisa]

four

"The apartment is warm, we'll be there soon," Somi tried to comfort the girl, unsure of what else to do. Her and Chaeyoung exchanged glances and Chaeyoung sighed heavily. This was already adding up to be a long day. She turned into the parking lot of the apartment and parked the car, not even bothering to wait for the other two girls.

She took the stairs, sighing once she made it to their floor. They'd accidentally left the apartment unlocked, so Chaeyoung slipped inside quickly, leaving her muddy boots by the door and heading straight to her bedroom.

The blonde girl changed into a pair of sweatpants and one of her favorite t-shirts. She pulled her wet hair up into a messy bun and scrubbed her face raw until all of the makeup was gone. She took a few moments to look at herself in the mirror, rolling her eyes at her disheveled appearance before heading back downstairs.

Somi and Lisa were nowhere in sight, but Chaeyoung could tell they were home by the muddy footprints at the door. She told herself she didn't care about what they were doing and headed into the kitchen.

"Noooo."

Chaeyoung lifted her head out of the refrigerator when she heard Lisa's voice whine from upstairs. As much as she wanted to go see what was wrong, she forced herself to ignore it and grabbed two slices of cheese from the drawer before closing the refrigerator.

There was rustling from upstairs and the opening and closing of multiple doors, and Chaeyoung hummed softly to herself to try and drown out the noise. She set a pan on the stove and waited for it to heat up. Just as she finished retrieving the bread from the pantry, she heard slow footsteps coming down the stairs.

"Hi," Lisa smiled, standing across the kitchen from Chaeyoung. The blonde girl turned around. Her breath caught in her throat as soon as she saw the girl in front of her. Lisa was wearing another one of Chaeyoung's t-shirts, which came down to the middle of her thighs. She didn't have any pants on, or socks and shoes. Chaeyoung noticed the bandages on her feet, which she assumed Somi had changed.

The Thai girl's hair was wet, and pulled up in a sad attempt at a messy bun. There were still a few loose stands of dark hair hanging down and framing her face. She somehow made it look cute. Cute. Chaeyoung cursed herself for using that word.

Before Chaeyoung could say anything, Somi came running down the stairs with a pair of Chaeyoung's pajama pants in her hand. "You forgot these," she handed them to Lisa, who studied them for a few moments. Somi saw the questioning look Chaeyoung was giving her and bit her lip. "She insisted on wearing your clothes, I don't know," Somi shrugged.

"Oh," Chaeyoung mumbled. Lisa pulled on the pants and patted the soft material happily. "What took so long?" The blonde girl asked, trying to ignore the feeling that was arising in her stomach from seeing Lisa in her clothing.

"Well I discovered that she can shower on her own," Somi nodded once and motioned to Lisa, who was still petting the fuzzy material of her pajama pants. "Which is a good thing, I think," she bit her lip and studied Chaeyoung's face.

"Thank god for that," Chaeyoung shook her head. She was still extremely confused by everything that had happened in the past two days. A clattering noise snapped her out of her thoughts and both her and Somi whipped their heads around. Lisa stood next to the stove, with the overturned pan now on the floor.

"Hot," Lisa nodded once and pointed to the pan. Somi and Chaeyoung exchanged glances.

"Well, have fun with that," Somi winked at Chaeyoung. "This girl's got homework to catch up on." Chaeyoung glared at her, but Somi disappeared up the stairs before she could respond.

Chaeyoung groaned and walked over to Lisa. "Of course it's hot," she rolled her eyes and grabbed the pan by the handle. Once she set it back on the stove, she sprayed the surface with cooking spray and made sure the oven was still on. "Don't touch it," she warned Lisa, pointing to the stove.