donât forget me mijin&daehan
sage had been in âthe chairâ for so long that she was begging for the light. her skin craving for something tangible. the constant darkness was feeding her with so much hate and she didnât stop it from completely swallowing her.
there were no other source of entertainment so she settled for whatever was available. she learned mijinâs quirks and routine already. she sat there and watched through mijinâs eyes what she did every day.
mijin was an absolute bore. she almost never leaves her bookstore and always had her nose in a snore fest book. the only thing even remotely entertaining was daehan.
she knew about mijinâs girlfriend. this stunning dimpled girl fell for someone with such a plain personality was beyond her understanding.
sage had seen her through mijinâs eyes but to actually see her while she was in control of the light struck her anew with the womanâs good looks. there was something a bit hippy-ish about her, from the way she moved to her brown unruly hair and her style.
daehan had an aura to her that seemed like she danced to her own beat. âinteresting.â she muttered under her breath.
she walked slowly towards mijinâs partner, like a lion waiting to pounce. how tragic that sheâll ruin this beautiful woman. âright that kiss.â she answered with a smirk.
with each stride her mind became more polluted, more resolute, the awareness that she now has all the power electrified her.
she was now in front of her. her scent clouding her senses. sage grasped her hair with one hand and the other placed on the small of her back. she pulled her small frame to her and brushed daehanâs hair back from her shoulder and moved in so close she can feel her body pressed up against her.
she kissed her ear lobe first, then grazed her nose on daehanâs collar bone before coming back up to her neck and nipped it gently.
sage knew mijin had never done anything like this before and it exhilarated her. she craved human contact and this was what she was looking for.
mijin thrashed and tried everything in her power to grab hold of the light but it was futile. she couldnât do anything while sage kissed her girlfriend. it disgusted her and a pang of jealousy filled her chest seeing them together. she knew it was stupid but the tears came anyway. it flowed down her cheeks and dripped from her chin.
sage released daehan from her hold and said âhow was that?â
it could be daehanâs imagination, a flicker of illusion for a moment, but daehan swore there was so much ferocity in mijin, which normally didnât exist at all. there was fireâno, a flame, there was a huge forest flame in those little pupils. before daehan could react to what seemed to be an illusion, she was pulled without care. mijin never acted in such way. mijin handled her with utmost gentleness, mijin would hold her face and whisper beautiful nonsense. mijin would kiss her cheek, claim daehanâs an angel.
but this mijin was like the devil.
her hands were rough, showing no signs of affection with the tug. it even felt like she was clenching daehan around the neck. the lips hovering her skin made daehan gulp, her pair of tiers instinctively parting with a sigh. her fingers clenched on mijinâs top, cheeks instantly coloring with evident embarrassment (and arousal albeit unwanted). the nipping on her earlobe strummed a low groan from her chest. the peck on her collarbone weakened her knees and the nipping on the neck had her inhaling sharply.
this was new. daehan liked it.
âwhereâ hah,â a sheepish chuckle while her cheeks continued to color her cheeks, threatening to spread down her neck. âwhere did you learn that? did the students leave naughty books or sâsomething?â mijinâs eyes looked different. theyâre darker. maybe daehanâs overthinking it. daehan had to hold onto the edge of the table to keep herself up once mijin released her. âyou havenât really kissed me yet, though.â it was odd but some kind of instinct in her couldnât find to ask for more. âbut thatâthat can wait âtil home, i guess.â
something weird came over her after that. her heart was beating so fast like she ran a marathon and this was new to her. initially she wanted to send mijin to a jealous rage but now a flicker of feelings that were foreign to her engulfed her body.
what the fuck was that?
sage inhaled a shuddering breath and released it with a smile. trying to compose herself.
âi didnât learn that anywhere. it was all me.â she answered cockily.
daehan was beet red, blushing like a schoolgirl. she found it incredibly endearing and that made her stop for a second. these emotions were unwanted yet it came full force. it almost made her drop to the floor.
she needed to keep things in check. love disgusted her. for a person to give up everything for another person made her want to throw up.
mijin had the light for way too long and didnât even give her a little glimpse of it. she gathered enough strength to finally use their body and all that matters now was to inflict as much pain to mijin as she possibly can. and to do that sheâll have to hurt daehan.
she clenched her fists, digging her nails in her palm. sage quickly erased all thoughts of those odd things she felt earlier.
âyeah whatever. iâm hungry. can we go now?â she said coldly.
she made her way out of the door not waiting for daehan.
the sun was long gone now but the summer heat was still unbearable. Â she can feel sweat forming on the small of her back.
she knocked on the glass door impatiently and said âare you going to stay there all night or are we getting that dinner?â











