' Your father wanted us to escape to America. Everything was arranged, but I was too stubborn. -Now I can't stop thinking about it, maybe in another world, it all could've ended differently. '
You look cuter when you look so conflicted like this, she wanted to say instead, coupled with a merry tone and a smile on her lips. Never was she one to show her weaknesses so easily after all and to distract others, especially Sumin, with a tease or two had become close to a habit of her —– except now wouldn’t be the best of time, would it? The air between them has now become too thick with unspoken spoken words. With regrets. With what ifs that Seju couldn’t help but wish to turn into reality.
“ What if we could still do the same in this world? ” Sounds of heels clicking against the tiled floor, and soon she stood behind Sumin, slender arms now finding themselves wrapped around the shorter woman’s torso. Careful at first. Hesitant, even, before finally squeezing until their warmth are pressed against each other’s. “ What if it isn’t too late just yet? ” Chin on her shoulder, Seju only needed the smallest turn of her head ‘til she could feel her lips brush against Sumin’s neck.
She misses this. She misses Sumin.
“ Let’s escape to America, Seong Sumin. ” A pull closer. Another squeeze. Seju buried her face into the crook of Sumin’s neck, letting her whole being take over her whole senses. From warmth to scent. From the sound of their quiet breaths to the way Seong Sumin seemed to stiffen from her hold. Yet even the lack of response was not enough to stop Seju from holding on. Even if it broke her already broken heart. “ Be with me again. ”
