Rolling Sausage Sticks
Jiwoo’s eyes were droopy and her back was slouched, she yawns and then starts blinking fast to stop the burn. Her unfinished homework that she promised to do laying on her work counter. She often worked the graveyard shift at her 7 Eleven job, these hours were more practical for her since she had afternoon college classes.
The bell attached to the front door rings and Jiwoo blinks again before grabbing her book and sliding it in the counter, away from any customer's eyes. A girl walks in with a face mask and baseball cap on her head. In all honesty, the girl looked really suspicious as she browsed through the aisle; the way she would tug her cap more down and constantly looked back as to make sure no one was following her.
Oh my god. This person is going to steal and I’m too scared to tell her no. I’m going to get so fired.
Jiwoo shifts uncomfortably behind the counter and she’s suddenly wide awake. The customer makes eye contact with her and Jiwoo shifts her gaze. If she didn’t see the girl steal then it wouldn’t be her fault, right? Logic. It was the only logic.
The thief’s hands are full with ramen cups and she starts to walk towards Jiwoo, her head down and sets it on the counter. Jiwoo looks up and then back down to the assorted flavors before scanning them.
Okay, maybe she wasn’t a thief or whatever.
It’s two in the morning the next day when the same girl walks in with the same face mask and ball cap. The girl takes a quick look at Jiwoo before immediately walking to the ramen aisle. When she walks towards her with arms full again, Jiwoo smiles “Wow, did you already finish the ones from yesterday?”
She hears a small laugh come from the girl “Yeah, kind of. Me and my….friends are working late and we got hungry.” The hat is tugged more down again and Jiwoo just thinks the girl is being shy.
There’s a beeping sound every time Jiwoo uses the gun to scan “And they just let you come by yourself? It’s really late…” she tries to make conversation, mainly because she hasn’t had any human interaction in the past two hours. Jiwoo was all about making small talk.
“I work close by and I lost a game so I had to be the one to pick up.”
“What game?”
“Rock-Paper-Scissors.”
Jiwoo nods her head and mutters the total as she bags the food. Once the girl pays Jiwoo holds up the bag “Well I hope you don’t lose next time. Try not to see me too much, alright?” Jiwoo smiles at her, almost teasingly.
The girl finally looks up to meet her eyes and she takes the bag out of her hand “I’ll try not to.” She walks towards the door, the bell ringing and looks back “You know, you’re not too bad on the eyes. I wouldn’t mind losing a game every once in a while.”
Jiwoo doesn’t know why that sleazy compliment made her smile reach her cheeks and the heat rise up to her head. She had a feeling that the girl wouldn’t look too bad on the eyes too.
Jinsol is her name and Jiwoo bribes it out of her two weeks into the girl constantly going into her 7 Eleven during questionable times throughout the night. “If I tell you my name...I get to have the sausage stick that’s probably...not even good..anymore?” The sausage was rolling under the lightbulb that kept it hot- warm at the most.
“Well when you say it like that, it doesn’t sound that great of a deal.” Jiwoo playfully rolls her eyes with a shit eating grin “Besides, it doesn’t go bad until like another thirty minutes. You got time.”
The girl nods her head slowly as if she’s seriously considering it “You do bring up valid points, Miss Jiwoo.”
“You see! It’s not fair that you know my name because of my name tag. Isn’t it weird that you come in every time, greeting me but I can’t say it back?” She gives the puppy eyes, when in doubt use them.
“Ahhh…” she drags out and looks back to the rolling sausage “But I’m on a diet…”
Jiwoo looks bewildered and she dramatically looks the girl up and down “You? On a diet? You’re already skinny! You know what, forget it. I’m giving you this sausage anyways.” The smaller marches over, grabbing the tongs and putting the greasy sausage on a napkin “Courtesy of 7 Eleven’s employee Kim Jiwoo. Haha don’t snitch on me.” She adds nervously while covering her name tag as if the girl doesn’t already know her name.
The girl closes her eyes and smells the sausage, her mouth watering and is clearly in a dilemma. “Thanks 7 Eleven’s employee Kim Jiwoo. My name is Jinsol.” Jiwoo beams at this, now they felt like friends in an odd way.
-
Jiwoo snuggles into her pillow while Chaewon was shaking her awake “Come on, Jiwoo. Get up.” Jiwoo turns away and shuts her eyes close. Class really kicked her ass today, all she needed was five more minutes.
“We are not doing this today.” Chaewon huffs and pulls the blanket off the girl “You’re going to be late so hurry up and get ready.”
The older groans but gets up anyway. Her sleeping schedule was all over the place, if she wasn’t at school she was sleeping and if she wasn’t sleeping she was at work. Jiwoo doesn’t know how she manages to eat in between but hey she makes do (okay maybe she eats on the job).
Jiwoo hurriedly puts her hair in a ponytail, some jeans and her work vest buttoned. When she puts on her shoes, one finger inside trying to slip it on “Do you want me to bring you back anything?” She looks at Chaewon, who was walking around the house in a puffy coat and house slippers.
Chaewon makes a scrunched up face and shakes her head, making her way to their couch. Park Chaewon was her roommate, they were always really good friends in middle school and kept in contact since. The blonde haired girl wasn’t in college and worked at her girlfriend’s family cafe. They had the best cupcakes.
Three hours into her shift and no customers in the last hour, Jiwoo decides she can’t fight it anymore and picks up her favorite ramen. Spicy Chicken flavor was so good and she couldn’t wait to have her first meal of the day.
Midway into taking a bite, the door rings and Jiwoo’s eyes basically pop out in panic. She could tell Jinsol was smiling by the way her eyes were curving “Well Miss Jiwoo, that looks tasty.” she raises an eyebrow and walks over with her hands in her leather jacket.
Jiwoo awkwardly finishes chewing her food but doesn’t mind the teasing, she’s glad that if she was going to get caught by a customer it was by Jinsol.
When Jinsol reaches the counter and even though her face is still flushed after being caught, Jiwoo offers some to her “Do you want to try? It’s my favorite.”
Jinsol swallows the saliva that was flooding her mouth, she was on a diet and she’d get into trouble if she gained weight. But boy did it look so good. The other problem was taking off her mask, would Jiwoo freak out once she revealed her face? The idol really liked coming to this convenience store that was close to her company’s building.
Jiwoo gives her an encouraging smile and she picks up some noodles with her chopsticks, offering it to the taller. Jinsol gives her a look that the Jiwoo doesn’t quite understand and hesitantly pulls her face mask down and waits for a reaction. Jiwoo just smiles and Jinsol just thinks, wow she must be really cool about meeting celebrities.
Jinsol moans with her eyes closed once she tastes the noodles, she might’ve found her new favorite “You see! I told you it was good!” The smaller almost looks proud and offers more to her.
Jinsol just shakes her head with a small smile and backs away slowly “I’ll just get my own.” Motions with her hands “You go ahead and eat up.”
Jinsol lingers around after paying and when the girl turns to leave Jiwoo looks down with a small blush on her face “Hey Jinsol….you’re like really pretty.”
Lingering around after paying later soon turned into the two of them eating ramen bowls together. At first, Jiwoo offered the both of them to sit at the counter by the glass window and Jinsol furrows her eyebrows before shaking her head. It was more comfortable for her to eat at Jiwoo’s work counter, or that’s what she claims and the younger doesn’t question her.
The older is always nice to her and super sweet and always looks so so good and oh yeah Jiwoo thinks she’s cool or whatever. One month later, Jinsol comes in looking embarrassed with two girls clinging to her side. Jinsol manages to shrug them off two steps into the store and Jiwoo laughs at this.
Jinsol looks at the two girls and nods her head in the direction of the snack aisle. She didn’t even have to say anything as the girls excitedly made their way over “Hey Jiwoo.” She goes closer to the counter, leaning an arm on it “Sorry, these are my friends and when they put me in a bad mood…. just co-workers.”
“That’s really mean!” one of the girls overhears.
“Have you eaten?” Jinsol looks at her with shining eyes and Jiwoo feels bad because she has in fact already eaten.
She grins sheepishly “Uh yeah sorry. I ate before coming in today.” Chaewon’s girlfriend had brought in take out and she had enough time to eat before going in “But I did put in some fresh sausages for you, just give me a sec.”
Jiwoo grabs a sausage and hands it to Jinsol just as the other two approached them “It’s on the house.” Jiwoo winks and there’s a gasp coming from the girl with a purple face mask.
“Is that why you’re always offering to get the snacks? Because the pretty worker gives you free sausages? That’s so messed up.” Jinsol rolls her eyes at the younger’s accusation, pulls her mask down and eats it in front of the two. The two exchange a set of looks as Jinsol chews, they couldn’t believe she casually showed her face to the worker and it seemed like the girl didn’t have a reaction to it either.
Jiwoo jumps a little, cutely fixing her bangs and smiles at them “That’s okay! I have more.” She turns and grabs two more sticks and sticks her arms out to offer it to Jinsol’s friends, not wanting them to feel left out.
They both look surprised and Jinsol cheekily smiles, still chewing but urges them to take it. The girl with the red face mask lowers it slowly and eyes Jiwoo, who just blinks and wonders what’s taking so long. The three start eating and Jiwoo’s glad that Jinsol brought her friends because this is the most people she’s had in the store at once in a long time.
As she scans the items she looks up “My name is Jiwoo by the way.”
“Ooooh if we’re doing first name bases then you can just call me Yerim.” Yerim smiles brightly and it makes Jiwoo forget that what the girl had said was actually kind of weird.
“Jungeun.” the other girl gives a friendly smile before turning to Jinsol “At least now I know why Jinsol is always insisting on doing a snack run.”
“I know! That sausage was so good.”
“I wasn’t talking about the sausage Yerim….” Jinsol nudges Jungeun with her elbow and her face turns a lighter shade of pink. Jiwoo doesn’t know what’s happening so she just awkwardly smiles “Hey you guys ahead and go back to the company. I’ll be right behind you.”
“Right...sure thing. Thanks for the snack Jiwoo. It was really good.” Jiwoo nods at Jungeun’s compliment and waves them off as they pull their masks back up and leave out the door.
“They were really nice.”
Jinsol frowns and leans even more on the counter, her finger drawing shapes “So um Jiwoo….I’m going out of the country for work aaaaand I really like talking to you...so can I um maybe get your number?”
There’s a tingling feeling going through Jiwoo’s chest all the way to her head and her smile widens. She hopes Jinsol is asking for her number in a romantic way because she’s been crushing on the girl for quite some time now. Jiwoo leans closer to the taller, whispering her number and the girl panics “No wait! Let me get my phone out!”
Once Jinsol puts in her number she hides what she puts as Jiwoo’s contact name and puts her phone back in her pocket. “I’ll text you later Jiwoo. I can’t wait to come back to visit you.” Jinsol gives her a shy smile and straightens her back “I’ll see you, okay?”
-
Jinsol 💙:
heyyy jiwoo it’s me jinsol
Me:
hey!! how was ur flight??
Jinsol 💙:
it felt really long and dragged on
i hope ur not missing missing me too much haha
Bc im kinda missing my fav worker 👉🏻👈🏻
Me:
😳😳
miss having someone to eat with too 💓
Jinsol 💙:
I’ll treat u to a meal when I come back!
I gtg I’ll text u when I can ❤️
-
Jinsol texts her all the time when she’s not busy and Jiwoo can’t help but smile while rolling around in her bed when the girl sends her something even remotely flirty.
And work….was not the same without the girl popping in every other day. Her days seem longer without the presence of her crush but at least now she can get some more homework done.
“Alright.” Chaewon throws herself on the bed, scooting closer to the older “I was trying to mind my business but I can’t. Who are you talking to?”
Jiwoo blushes and brings her phone closer to her chest, squealing once Chaewon reaches for her phone playfully. She laughs “Stop!” And her friend pushes her on the shoulder “Okay okay!”
The blonde stops pestering her and waits with a glint in her eyes. “So.” Jiwoo purses her lips “There’s this girl..” at the mention of ‘girl’ Chaewon is practically shaking in excitement “Who comes to 7 Eleven during my shifts and she’s just been kind of talking to me during my shifts.”
“You’re screwing a girl that comes to visit you during work?” Chaewon loves the way that Jiwoo’s face instantly turns red and she laughs when she gets shoved away.
“We are not!” Jiwoo’s voice gets smaller “...screwing…” and now she can’t help but think of Jinsol in that way. Would Jinsol even want to do that sort of stuff with her? “Her name is Jinsol and she works at a company down the street from where I work.”
Chaewon gets excited by herself and she shakes Jiwoo by her shoulders “Oh my god, does she work at BBC?” Jiwoo doesn’t know how her friend knew of this company because when Jinsol mentioned it a couple of times during their late night conversations, she’d just nod her head and acted like she knew what her crush was talking about.
“Yeah she does.”
Chaewon slumps against her body and kicks her feet “That’s so cool, I wish I had her job.” A gasp and she covers her mouth “Do you think she’s met ⅓?”
“Um why do you say that?”
Her friend looks at her like she’s stupid “Because that’s their entertainment company, duh.” ⅓ was an idol group that Chaewon was currently obsessed with. Sometimes Jiwoo hums to their songs when Chaewon is blasting it during their cleaning days. Hyejoo even took her to their first concert for their anniversary (even though Hyejoo was a fan of another group).
Now that she mentions it, Jinsol was probably staff and that’s why she had to leave the country to accompany whatever schedule was going on. “I’ll ask her next time.”
-
Me:
hey jinsol 🥰 how was work?
Jinsol 💙:
so tiring but rehearsals went great and just got done
how was school?
Me:
ahaha let’s not talk about that
school is...stinky
Jinsol 💙:
wow u have a way with words 😍
Me:
oh yeah
before I forget since u mentioned rehearsals…
Jinsol 💙:
yeah?? Lol
Me:
have u met ⅓?????
Jinsol 💙:
yeah they’re my friends haha
why
Me:
nothing 😅😅 it’s just my friend is their fan
I was just wondering
Jinsol 💙:
Is ur friend my fan?? ☹️
Me:
she will be after she finds out ur their friends lol
Jinsol 💙:
hey jiwoo…
let’s just keep this between us two..
okay??
Me:
of course 💓
Jinsol 💙:
thank u ❤️❤️❤️❤️
-
Holy shit, she’s going to drop out.
Jiwoo is trying to block out the noise but she finds herself humming along. Her head moving left to right and Hyejoo laughs, looking at Chaewon who was fixing their food display. The raven haired girl wiggles her eyebrows “Look Chae, I told you Jiwoo was coming to the dark side with me.”
Chaewon stops and stands up straight, hands on her hips. She looks genuinely upset “What the heck Jiwoo! You’re not supposed to like any other groups besides ⅓!”
She should’ve known it was a bad idea to come study at Hyejoo’s cafe. She doesn’t ever actually study and Jiwoo does this to herself every time she agrees to make a visit. Her logic is, Hye will give me free cupcakes therefore food for my brain. I use my brain to study. I have a brain. She does get the cupcake that she craves once a week but at what cost? If it’s not one of the two bothering her, it’s Hyejoo blasting music from her favorite group. When she wants to be mean she doesn’t let Chaewon play any of her music.
Honestly, she doesn’t put much of a fight on studying. More of the fact that she can use them as an excuse for doing bad but they don’t need to know that. Hyejoo has been playing an album from her favorite group on repeat for the past two hours and doesn’t look like she will stop playing it any time soon.
“I’m not even a fan of ⅓! Their music is good but I wouldn’t say I’m a fan.” Jiwoo looks at the way Hyejoo was smirking at her reaction. Chaewon dramatically rolls her eyes at the betrayal and Jiwoo decides to knock Hyejoo down a peg “But I have to say I do enjoy their songs more than whoever Hye is playing.”
Hyejoo gasps “How dare you. Choerry-“ Chaewon interrupts her girlfriend with the wave of her hand, acting even more dramatic “She’s trying to study with her big brain.” A hum “A smart woman with great taste in music.”
Jiwoo smiles and looks back down to her book. She’s been looking at the same page for fifteen minutes now. Yeah she wasn’t going to get anything done today. She closes it and leans back into her seat to pop her back. The bell on the door rings and Hyejoo greets the customer, getting ready to take her order.
Chaewon walks towards where Jiwoo was sitting and takes the seat across from her. She glances at her girlfriend in case she needed to jump in and help serve the woman. Hyejoo doesn’t seem to need it so Chaewon makes herself comfortable “You finished studying?”
“I don’t know why you ask. I looked at the same sentence ten times and it still didn’t process through my brain.”
Chaewon nods as if she related to that her whole life “Right.” Jiwoo wants to laugh, there was just something about her friend that was well...funny. “Uh anyway! Me and Hyejoo want to watch a movie sometime this week. You should totally come with us.”
Jiwoo makes a face “So I can third wheel? No thanks.”
“You act like we make you feel left out when you’re with us.” Jiwoo makes another face “Okay so we can go when you’re free. I know you get super busy so we’ll go when it’s available for you.”
Jiwoo was just teasing her friend earlier. She does enjoy spending time with the couple and maybe she did need a breather from school and work “Alright fine.”
“Cool, text me. I’ll be right back, I don’t like the way that girl smiled at Hye.” Chaewon stands up with a frown on her face and Jiwoo cracks another smile. Chaewon was cute when she was jealous and Jiwoo wished she had someone to be like that with.
-
When Jinsol visits her the first time she comes back Jiwoo’s eyes widen because Jinsol looks different with blond hair. Well Jiwoo thinks the girl looks good with any hair but wow Jinsol was especially glowing today. “Hey Jiwoo.”
“Wow.” The shorter smiles brightly “Your hair looks absolutely beautiful.”
Jinsol walks closer while twirling her hair shyly “Oh really? The company recommended it. Spoiler alert, Jungeun’s hair is blonde too.” Jinsol says with a smile, unable to look at the girl after her compliment. Oh wow BBC must be really lenient with their staff dying their hair crazy colors, not that Jiwoo was complaining because once again, wow.
When Jinsol meets her at the counter Jiwoo can’t help but say “Oh really? Tell her to stop by so I can see how she looks.”
Jinsol pouts at this, leaning all her weight on the counter. Jiwoo really missed this. “I missed seeing you and the first person you ask about is Jungeun?.” She pretends to act upset but it didn’t take long for Jinsol to break and she pulled something out of her pocket “I brought you this foreign candy.”
Jiwoo has never seen foreign candy that wasn’t already in stock at a store so she beams at this, happy that Jinsol thought to bring her anything. “Thank you.” She says in a small voice. She takes a peek at Jinsol who was all smiles and Jiwoo is proud that being around her made the girl smile in the first place.
Jiwoo didn’t have crushes that often, admiration was one thing but gosh Jinsol was just so fine. But she had a reputation (no she doesn’t) to protect so she doesn’t want to seem so desperate.
“Work isn’t the same without you bugging me…” that wasn’t desperate, right? It was a sort of teasing flirting or at least Jiwoo hopes the blonde doesn’t take it the wrong way.
Jinsol is fiddling with the gum display and laughs “Oh yeah? Bugging?”
“Yeah.”
She starts to read the back of the gum packaging, flipping it back and forth acting like it was interesting to her “Okay, I’ll stop bugging you.” Jinsol pretends to get up and Jiwoo stops her by putting her hands over Jinsol’s.
She whines “You know I don’t mean it like that. It’s really nice seeing you again….”
-
Jinsol asks her out on a date one week later, nervously standing beside Jiwoo as she fixes a shelf. The girl was holding a single rose and the same candy she had gifted the girl after her trip (because Jiwoo had said it was tasty). The blonde wore a bucket hat that was sitting a little crooked but Jiwoo thought she was still cute.
At first Jiwoo looks at her funny because she thought the girl was being weird or something. That’s just how Jinsol is. Jinsol does a tight smile from not being taken seriously and waits for Jiwoo to look at her again instead of moving bags of chips around. She supposes she could’ve picked a better time but it was now or never.
“Hey Jiwoo….” Jiwoo is organizing “I know this isn’t a very convenient time...you know with me going to be very busy next week because of promotions..” Jinsol furrows her brows and steps closer “But I think you’re a total sweetheart…” a nervous laugh “My friends even think so haha….um and I’m always happy to see you...is it alright if I take you on a date oh uhh respectfully take you on a date.”
Jiwoo stops all actions before whipping her head in Jinsol’s direction, who was digging her heel on the floor and tries to give her the best smile she had. The shorter was surprised to say the least, sure their messages could get flirty but Jiwoo couldn’t tell if it was in that way.
Jiwoo’s hands that were by her side reach for the flower Jinsol had in her hand, resting it against her face and it made Jinsol think she was looking at two flowers “You know Jinsol, I think you’re sweet too. I’d love it if you took me out on a date.”
When the date actually happens, Jiwoo’s mouth drops at how fancy of a place this restaurant was. Well she should’ve known when Jinsol pulled up to her apartment in a sports car that the girl was probably loaded. She wonders what kind of position she had at the company. “Um Jinsol, I feel underdressed….” she says embarrassed, not knowing Jinsol would go all out for a first date.
“Don’t be silly, you look beautiful.” The blonde whispers in her ear and escorts her inside. Jinsol was really covered up, a hat, face mask and even a scarf covering her face. Jiwoo only hopes that she makes her date more comfortable like when she’s in 7 Eleven.
It was a beautiful night and the shorter tries hard not to dwell when Jinsol refused a window seat, anywhere with Jinsol was enough for her. They were placed in a corner, Jinsol’s back faced against any other people dining.
Jiwoo internally panics when she looks at the menu because this place was expensive. She was actually planning to pay for this meal that even Chaewon gave her some pocket change but with these prices? She was just a college student trying to get by…. “A water is fine.” She smiles at the waiter who nods and Jinsol gets the same thing, she always drinks water with her meals.
“I know I already said this before but believe me when I say you’re really beautiful, Jiwoo. Thank you for giving me this opportunity, I know it must’ve been hard saying yes on going on a date with someone like me…” Jinsol took off her scarf and lowered her mask. Jinsol’s make up looked so good, Jiwoo thinks it looks professional and pretty. This is probably what Jinsol did as her job.
Jiwoo shakes her head slightly with a small smile “I would’ve said yes on the first day too, just so you know.”
Jinsol pulls the menu close to her, eyes roaming to see what she wanted “Have you decided what you wanted yet?”
Jiwoo makes a face and flips through the menu, trying to find the cheapest thing at this restaurant. “This place is so expensive….” she mumbles to herself and this makes Jinsol smile at Jiwoo trying to be thoughtful, which wasn’t needed.
She reaches over across the table for Jiwoo’s hand “It’s okay, pick whatever you want. I’m paying! I promise you it won’t hurt my feelings or wallet if that’s what you’re worried about.” It was sweet that the younger was trying to be considerate but it wasn’t needed, Jinsol wanted to treat her date.
“But I wanted to pay…”
Jinsol tried to hide her blush behind the menu before she mutters “Well...you can just pay for the next one…” she hopes there’s a next one because Jinsol has the biggest crush on the girl who worked just down the street from her.
Jiwoo shyly smiles and says “We’ll see.” But who was she kidding? She’d say yes to a second date before Jinsol even asked for the first one.
They talk about a lot of things, like Chaewon who was a very important friend in Jiwoo’s life. How school was difficult for Jiwoo because out of spite of what her parents wanted she chose an engineering major and it actually stressed her out. Jinsol talks about how draining it is working at her company but Jungeun and Yerim make things more tolerable and she’s grateful that she met them when she entered the company. They talk about a lot of things and Jiwoo can’t help but like Jinsol more after knowing more personal stuff.
They laugh throughout conversations and everything felt natural between the two that Jinsol felt bad about having to break Jiwoo the news “Look Jiwoo...I had the most genuine time with you and I hope there’s a second date because I really do like you.” Jinsol takes a shaky breath “I know this might be a turn off but I’m not...out and you know how hard it is….it’s just I don’t want my business out there since I’m not comfortable….I hope you know where I’m coming from so can you um maybe keep this between us?”
Jiwoo’s not mad at Jinsol, of course she understands. It’s hard. She used to feel like that all the time before she officially came out to her friends and family so if Jiwoo could be the person who becomes a supporting wall for the girl, she wouldn’t mind taking it because she wished she had this in her teenage years.
“There’s no pressure, Jinsol. It’s okay, I understand.” Jiwoo smiles sweetly, hoping to ease Jinsol because the girl looked like a wreck while waiting for the shorter to respond. Teeth digging into her bottom lip before nervously licking it, eyebrows furrowed and the hands that were resting on her lap were rubbing. All of this because she was scared of being rejected, Jinsol didn’t deserve that “I really like you too.”
Jinsol holds her hand while driving them back, thumb rubbing against the back of her hand and Jiwoo rambles about an essay that’s due soon. Everything feels natural between them and Jiwoo’s smile gets bigger every time she manages to make her date laugh along the way.
Jinsol walks her to the front of her apartment building, it was late and no one was around. Jinsol stands in front of her and is holding both hands as if she didn’t want Jiwoo to leave yet “I really do want that second date.” She says this and swings their arms slightly.
Jiwoo grins and nods her head, agreeing “But like I mentioned earlier I’m going to be extremely busy in a couple of days. Can you wait until then?” Jinsol squeezes her hands.
“Only if I get to pay.” Jiwoo teases. She had a lot of fun with the blonde tonight, she would’ve never thought she had an actual chance with her.
Jinsol laughs once more until her eyes shift and she kicks at her feet. She lowers her scarf and mask, eyes flickering and looks at Jiwoo a certain way until she got the hint. And oh boy did she get the hint. Jiwoo blushes and bites her lip shyly, stepping closer and grabbing Jinsol by her coat. Jinsol licks her lips and leans down to plant her lips on Jiwoo. The two not moving at first but a second later, Jiwoo moves her lips focusing on the bottom lip before tilting her head and giving her attention to Jinsol’s top one.
The kiss doesn’t last very long but it doesn’t mean it isn’t good and Jiwoo’s hands get tighter around the fabric as they pull away. Jinsol looks at her in a way that Jiwoo thinks, this one won’t break my heart.
“I had a lot of fun tonight, thank you. I’ll text you later.” Jinsol whispers against her lips and backs away, waiting for Jiwoo to enter her apartment building lobby. Jiwoo backs into the doors, giving Jinsol a wave goodbye and she’s giddy the whole time in the elevator.
Her roommate is laying down on the couch and Jiwoo squeals immediately “Oh my god Chae! I think she’s like rich. Oh my god, an attractive rich girl took me out on a date and she wants a second one.”
Chaewon waves her hand for Jiwoo to come to her and Jiwoo kicks her shoes off scrambling over “First she pulls up in this nice car, I’m talking about a 2020 sports car.”
Chaewon sits up to make room for the girl to sit “What kind of car?”
“Uh black…?”
“Forget it, you’re useless. Continue.”
“You know I don’t know anything about cars but ANYWAY. So after the initial shock on how a 22 year old girl could afford this kind of car she pulls up to this fancy restaurant. With valet and everything.” Chaewon’s mouth opens in surprise at the mention of valet parking “So the plan was to pay, right? That menu was worth more than my savings account but it’s okay because she had the intention of paying anyway. The date went really really well and she wants a second one.”
Chaewon wiggles her eyebrows and starts crawling closer “So...did you...you know...let her lay the mack on you and get a kiss?” Jiwoo starts to get embarrassed again, biting her lip at the memory of Jinsol’s soft lips on hers. Chaewon doesn’t even need her to reply to know the answer “Do you have a picture of her? I want to see how she looks.”
In all honesty, Jiwoo doesn’t have a picture of Jinsol, maybe it was hopeful thinking but she hopes she could soon put her picture as her wallpaper soon. And she doesn’t think the blonde would like it too much since she wasn’t comfortable and she would respect that. “I don’t but if things go good from here on, we can all meet up and hang out.”
Chaewon groans and leans all the way back on the arm of her couch “I wish Hyejoo was rich.”
“Her family owns a cafe.”
“Yeah doesn’t mean that she’s rich.”