‘Don’t work too hard,’ she comes up with lamely instead. Jimin grunts, words sticking to her tongue. ‘Sorry for bothering you, unnie.’ She waves once she’s on the ground. Minjeong hums and unpredictably-like most of her actions-starts clambering down the ladder. ‘Just ran out.’ For some reason Jimin suddenly wishes she did. ‘You don’t have sunblock?’ Minjeong pouts, looking over the sundry in the bag hanging from the corner of their seat. ’It’s okay, I don’t have it here anyway.’ ‘I can help you rub on some sunscreen, if you like.’ Minjeong’s coy expression is back again. Jimin coughs a little on her mouthful, having the urge to cover up again. ‘You’re getting a sunburn.’ She studies Jimin’s shoulders critically as she’s eating. Minjeong unwraps a chocopie, handing it over. She empties her pockets once they’re squeezed into the seat under the umbrella, Jimin trying not to look down and think of how they’ll land if the tower collapses under their combined weight. ‘C’mon, unnie,’ Minjeong calls when she’s halfway, jerking her head with a petulant frown. Minjeong undrapes her arm from around Jimin’s neck and crosses the sand to Jimin’s lifeguard tower, starting to climb up with her lithe grace.
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Minjeong’s fingernails dig into the bare skin of her collarbone, and Jimin wishes she had a shirt on over her bikini.Īfter she apologises to the guy for Minjeong’s rudeness and bows in response to his profuse thanks, they’re finally alone. The guy’s gaze shifts to her and Jimin jabs her elbow into Minjeong’s ribs. ‘Flirting again?’ Minjeong grins too, her eyes on him even as she addresses Jimin when she’s the one blatantly doing so. Jimin feels her cheeks scrunching up in a smile, so instinctive she doesn’t even realise how big it must be until the guy she just helped out with his pool noodle stares. Jimin sighs, laughs and shakes her head, to hide the fact that she may be getting a little fond of this.īefore she can turn this time, an arm slings around her shoulder and Minjeong’s cheek grazes hers, with her usual endearing unawareness of personal space. ‘Roommate,’ Minjeong’s distinctive voice comes from behind.
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