Warning: Sensitive homophobia in this chapter, because of course there is.
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Jaehee POV
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I flip over the sign to 'closed' as the last group of customers leave. When I turn around, I see her there, wiping down tables standing on one leg. I roll my eyes at her stubborness and unwillingness to take off work, but can't help but notice the charm of the scene. A warm feeling grows in my chest, and I notice a stray strand of hair. She tries to blow it away but it falls back in place.
I chuckle as I move to tuck it behind her ear. "Much better," I say softly, "now I can see your face.".
MC blushes under my touch, "Thank you, Jaehee." Quickly changing the subject, she says "I was thinking we could go to the new FroYo place that opened up?"
"You know you-"
Predicting my words, she points out "I can walk. It's not too far and I have crutches.".
A mix between the twinkle in her eyes and the knowledge that she'll keep insisting pushes me in. "Fine," I say, "but if you get tired we have to sit down somewhere.".
"Deal!"
With some final preparations, we head off into the evening. The midsummer night breeze carries us down the sidewalk, as I glance at MC every few seconds to make sure she's okay.
Noticing this, she says, "I have a broken leg, im not porcelain.".
"I just want to make sure you don't push yourself," I excuse.
"I know," she says with a sigh. "Look at me," she says. I obey as she stares her emerald eyes straight into my soul. "I'm okay, I promise.".
I feel my shoulders relax a little at this. I know they're just words, and no one can promise their well being, but I believe the promise anyways.
"Alright," I say with a slight tug at the corner of my mouth. "But I'm still going to walk on the outer side of the sidewalk," I state. "I have to keep you safe, don't I?"
"You need to worry about yourself too."
"I almost lost you once, I'm not doing it again," I point out.
Her cheeks glow pink in the evening sun. "That's fair," she says.
We arrive at the shop and I insist she sit down while I order. Chocolate for me and Mango for her, she likes the sweetness of it, but frankly I think it's too fruity. After retrieving the sweets, and leaving a nice tip in the jar, I return to the table shes at with a FroYo cup in both hands.
"Aw you remembered," she coos while I hand her the cup.
"Of course," I agree as I sit down opposite her. She takes my hand with hers, a smile playing at her lips. I can feel my heart skip, and I'm certain my cheeks have heated up. We sit like this in comfortable silence, enjoying our dessert peacefully. Then I hear a snicker from behind.
A group of college boys entered the shop, and one of them points, gesturing to his buddies. "Look at these lesbians," he loudly jokes.
"Maybe they're just friends," another one replies, "Girls are touchy with each other sometimes, right?"
The first one, the loud one, speaks up again, adjusting his cap so he can see more clearly, "Nah, they're definitely fags."
With this, I slowly slink my hand away from MC's grasp. She looks at me with widened eyes, but they soon turn into an understanding sadness.
The group laughs, and one says "That's so disgusting, but kinda hot too. You think they'd let us join?"
"Join? Maybe if you want to go to hell," another one snickers.
I speak up without thinking, "You kids should learn to shut your damned mouths."
The louder one looks directly at me, "Oh no, I made the lesbo mad!" With a cocky grin, he says "You and your little crippled bitch can't make me.".
I can stand insults aimed at me, but now he's crossed the line. I take my Froyo cup and march over to his smug face. I dump the contents on his head, watching as it trickles down his face and clothes, giving him a firm shove backwards. One of his friends catch him as he stumbles backwards, and the others make 'Oooh!' noises.
I turn back to MC and give her a firm but gentle kiss. When we part, I whisper, "I never meant to seem ashamed of you. Never again," I smile.
While the man frantically tries to wipe off the sticky yogurt, I take MC's hand and help her get to her feet and propped up with her crutches. We leave the shop, the man angrily cursing at me, gesturing wildly with his napkin filled hands. I see MC stifle a giggle as we walk down the sidewalk.
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MC's POV
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Back at home, Jaehee leads me to the couch and has me sit down.
"I'm fine!" I protest, but she insists.
"Since our date got interrupted, how about some ice cream at home?" she asks while she rummages the cabinets for bowls. "We should have some left over.".
"That wasn't the point of going out," I say.
"Then what was it?" she asks.
With a lowered voice, I manage to admit, "You."
She stops and turns to me with a soft expression, "What?" she asks, puzzled.
I take a deep breath and continue, "You were the reason. I just wanted to go out, into the world, on a date with you."
"I see," is all she says. Turning away, she asks, "Chocolate or vanilla?"
"Vanilla."
She brings the bowls over and curls up on the corner of the couch. I scoot closer to her so that our arms shoulders are touching. She set's down her half eaten bowl of ice cream and starts a movie, cautiously wrapping her other arm around me.
"Whatcha doing?" I say with slight confusion, but also a smirk I cant seem to stop.
"Is this not what people who are dating do?" a hint of concern in her voice. She pulls her arm away, "I'm sorry I should have asked but I just wanted to-"
"No apologizing." I grab her arm and wrap it back around me, snuggling in closer before planting a short but sweet kiss on her mouth.
She hums at the touch, "I like that," she says with an innocent smile that makes my heart melt.
She leans in for another one, but this time I press my lips against her with even more force, causing her to fall backwards a bit. She pulls me down with her causing me to lay down on her chest, letting me feel her heartbeat race under my palm. Each time we kiss, it gets more intense and I can feel the electricity tingle through my bones as her kisses become more passionate, hungry almost. I finally pull back for air, and leave her gasping as well, a cheeky smile plastered on her face.
I ask, "Whats that about?"
"Just realizing," she leans in closer, "I am so gay."
She closes the distance once again, but this time softer, bringing her hand up to caress my cheek. Her other other hand around my waist, tugging me in a useless attempt to get me closer. I smile on her lips and I feel her smile back. I rest my head on her shoulder, and she kisses my forehead. I smile under her touch as she twirls her fingers through my hair, humming contentedly.
I try to pay attention to the movie, but with her, everything else fades. I just feel warm, and safe, and soon my eyes close into a peaceful slumber.
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Chapter 19. End.
A/N: Sorry for the lack of posts, I got preoccupied during the holidays then some personal issues came up and I haven't felt the will to write. I'm pushing myself to pick it back up and resume weekly updates! They might be shorter, while I get back into the habit, deepest apologies. Thank you for your patience.
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The spaceship's sensors have caught the RFA members meaningless thoughts...
Jaehee: "She's so soft... And warm... But my arm is numb, well, maybe it's."
Yoosung: "I should visit Jaehee and MC soon, feels like it's been months."
Thank you for reading this chapter of Mystic Radio! If you liked it, make sure to leave a like and subscribe so you know when the next update is! Now, go enjoy some Honey Buddha chips, and I'll see you next chapter! ~Des
