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Sooyoung didn't want to get up. She barely wanted to open her eyes as the sunlight streamed in through the blinds. Most of all, she didn't want to leave Jinsol. Waking up next to her was one of Sooyoung's favorite things. It was a more recent change for them and she loved it.
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They became roommates in their first year of university having never met before but hitting it off and wondering how they hadn't crossed paths when they discovered they shared a couple close mutual friends, Haseul and Kahei. Their second year they opted for getting an apartment off campus because living together was easy for both of them and they'd gotten used to it during freshman year.
There was a shift after that. Now that they had a haven to truly call their own - no longer being in a dorm building with numerous students like themselves all cramming for exams and getting no sleep because they're constantly wired on caffeine - they showed new sides of themselves to each other. Sooyoung loved cooking and maybe not cleaning but Jinsol didn't mind the cleaning so it worked out.
They'd both have school books and papers from homework and notes all spread out on the kitchen table littering it with no space left to eat on. It had become more of a designated study table in all honesty. Sooyoung would cook and they would flock to the couch instead, their bodies eventually finding warmth in each other after a meal. Sooyoung liked the feeling of Jinsol in her arms, maybe too much for "just friends" she'd discovered a few times after it became nearly a nightly occurrence.
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When Jinsol comes home from work one evening, something on the table that most definitely wasn't there before catches her eye.
A fish.
Conversations about getting a pet for their apartment had been happening and while most people would opt for a puppy or maybe a kitten, Jinsol wanted a fish of all things. Sooyoung loved animals but didn't want to take care of one that demanded a lot of attention so when the blonde had mentioned the possibility of a fish she didn't hate the idea.
"Sooyoung! What's this?"
Sooyoung pads out of her bedroom, hair thrown into a bun atop her head and smiles upon seeing the other girl after her being gone all day.
"Hey, you're home," face turning shy when she remembers Jinsol's question and the reason she's out here in the first place, "Oh, it's our fish." Our. Jinsol doesn't miss the way Sooyoung says it and her heart skips a beat or two.
Jinsol had quickly touched her lips to Sooyoung's in a thank you, the surprise evident on both their pinkening faces. It was a rushed and impulsive action, Jinsol giddy from Sooyoung thinking of her that she barely had time to process her own actions until it was a little too late.
Sooyoung had cleared her throat before even attempting to speak, she was rarely shy but her mind was reeling from the unexpected display of affection.
"N-no problem."
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If most of their time wasn't already filled with so much of each other, they somehow became even closer. Sooyoung desperately wanted to feel Jinsol's lips against her own, properly this time, and couldn't shake that first small (accidental?) instance from her thoughts.
They didn't talk about that day, really but Sooyoung needed to know what was going on in the other girl's head. She needed to know if it meant as much to her, like something that was clawing at her insides not letting her settle until she knew for sure.
"Are you okay?"
Jinsol was being quieter than normal and maybe Sooyoung was a little worried.
"Can I kiss you?"
Oh. That's not what she was expecting.
Sooyoung didn't answer the question, instead filling in the space lingering between them by pressing her own lips against Jinsol's.
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It strikes Sooyoung that they're dating. No labels had ever been established but it was definitely what they were doing.
Their hands tangled and twined no matter where they were, kisses stolen in empty spaces on campus or when visiting the other at their workplace when they knew no one was looking.
They're walking through the market during a rare day off together, grabbing a few groceries for the apartment while simultaneously (and unnecessarily) pushing the cart together when it hits Sooyoung like a punch to the gut.
"You're my girlfriend."
Jinsol laughs at Sooyoung's statement, a hearty little thing with her brown eyes bright as can be, "You're not even going to ask me?"
When Sooyoung sputters, Jinsol moves her hand along the handle of the cart discreetly to place her own atop Sooyoung's before reassuring her that, Yeah, I am.
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"Let's move in together," Jinsol murmurs sleepily one morning, snug against Sooyoung and reveling in the warmth radiating from the other girl.
Sooyoung couldn't help her amusement and maybe mild confusion at the girl's suggestion, "We already live together."
Jinsol giggles lightly at how some things just completely go over Sooyoung's head sometimes, the woman grounded in reality more often than not.
"Into one room, I mean," her brown orbs wide, and a soft smile on her face nervous that Sooyoung might not want to and ready to plead her case on why, "I can't remember the last time we've slept in one of our rooms without the other."
Sooyoung considered her words, though she didn't need any convincing and immediately knew the answer once Jinsol had clarified. Yes, of course yes. She never felt herself needing space from Jinsol like she's felt in the past with others that have come and gone from her life. Jinsol's calm demeanor with her slow and steady way of just existing comforted Sooyoung to the core. She felt better, happier, with Jinsol near her.
"Okay."
Sooyoung had rolled her eyes when she came home one day and saw some of Jinsol's Gundam models residing on her dresser in their now shared bedroom.
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If anything, while Sooyoung thought it would get easier with time, walking away from the blonde in the mornings when she had school or work only got more difficult with each day. Sooyoung didn't know when she had become so damn clingy but it was happening and she wasn't putting up much of a fight to stop it. Jinsol was in exactly the same boat.
She begrudgingly got ready to head to campus that day, showering and putting on minimal makeup before pulling on a pink sweatshirt that absolutely belonged to Jinsol. It smelled like her and Sooyoung know she'd need that to get through the day.
"I'll be here when you get back," Jinsol whispers out with sleepy voice, once Sooyoung finished getting ready and sat back down next to the other girl, her resolve breaking by the second and questioning if college is really that important. Would missing one class really have an impact?
Jinsol can see the wheels turning in Sooyoung's brain and kisses her once before gently pushing her back, "You should go."
Walking out the door, she already couldn't wait to come home.