Fatum: tied by an invisible string - Michaeng

fucking shameless

"No," Chaeyoung wasn't sure why it was so hard to get the whole thing out, but a single word had already made her voice shaky and her heart throb for something she couldn't understand.

Dahyun had never been good at comforting people. For better or for worse, she had always been the one on the receiving end, and she wasn't sure how to approach the situation to both get the words out of her friend (partially to satisfy her curiosity) but also to stop the tears that were already starting to trickle down Chaeyoung's cheeks. "Do you wanna talk about it?"

"It's just-" Her breathing caught, but the silent sobs she was releasing made Dahyun's heart crumple. "I'm so embarrassed."

"Did you do something stupid?"

Chaeyoung briefly smiled at the silly question, her glistening eyes getting smaller. "No, I did what I could."

Dahyun raised Chaeyoung's chin with two fingers, studying her friend's face. Her puffy eyes were closed, trembling; her reddened cheeks were coated in tears and her lower lip was caught between her teeth. She looked broken. "What happened to you? You seemed fine a few hours ago."

"We got into an argument. I don't know how- why I let that happen when we had been doing great."

The older's hand moved up, tucking loose blonde locks behind her ear and comfortingly caressing her hair. "Do you think you were wrong?"

"No, but I don't think Mina was either. We just exploded on each other and I couldn't do it."

Dahyun nodded in understanding although she had no fucking clue what Chaeyoung was talking about. "What couldn't you do?"

It was hard not to sniffle in between every word, but having the older touch her in such a calming manner was definitely helping. "I don't know. Face her? I shouldn't have told her about him."

'Him,' It wasn't hard to figure out who Chaeyoung was talking about, there hadn't been many 'hims' in her life. There had only been one, and she knew the story all too well. "Did she shame you for it?"

"No," Chaeyoung looked up, moving her head side to side with her eyes shut in a way that looked almost childlike. "I didn't even give her time to react. It all happened so fast and I was so embarrassed."

"Why? He should be the one feeling guilty, not you."

"It's not something I'm exactly proud of and saying I was so... vulnerable with someone who

was only using me isn't what I want to tell the person I like." Her eyes were starting to sting from trying to hold back tears even if she had already started crying, but at some point, she just stopped trying.

It was impossible to miss Dahyun squinting her eyes in apprehension. "And what's with the dye?"

Chaeyoung looked to her side, where the box was still sitting. It was nice to talk about something else, even when she could still feel the pulsating pressure on her heart. "Jinyoung scolded me for it. Again."