86. You Reap What You Sow
You don't have me but I'm filled with you
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Somin and Teho
October week 2
Somin was up first feeling sick to her stomach as morning light tortured her closed eyes. She silently untangled Mia's embrace and stood up.
How fucking sweet of her. Marveling at Mia's care.
She didn't sneak over to him.
Even though Somin was heavily intoxicated from yesterday's binge, she appreciated the closeness her friend gave her.
I had the best sleep in days.
The warmth of Mia's body and her affectionate embrace made Somin feel loved.
The world spun with the sudden movement upwards, her body was still a little poisoned from the alcohol. It stopped when she looked at Teho sleeping in the other bed.
Vulnerable like a genderswapped sleeping beauty.
His cute stomach was exposed as his shirt rolled up in sleep. The caramel shade of his skin shone in the morning light. His pants folded under the bed confirming the unwanted information of his nakedness under the sheets. One bare leg leisurely hung over the blanket showing his calf shaped by intensive walking, probably catching the fleeing moments in the city. Pretty well-maintained hands rested peacefully on his torso, and his hair was not messed up at all. His chest went up and down serenely.
Perfection itself. Somin sighed with want.
You're doing this from spite, even in your sleep. I have to be punished for some reason.
She thought painfully.
And you're my punishment. It makes me ache much more to see you like this. Cholsu on one side and you on the other. Why do I have to suffer like this? You look almost innocent.
Her body protested after yesterday's alcohol marathon.
A hot shower has to help me.
Legs led her to the bathroom and when she got there, she had to get hold of the toilet seat, burying her head inside.
Sorry body, I won't do this again. She promised in the second shower.
Too bad it wouldn't help me to shower away the shame.
Her tummy was still turning inside out and only brushing her teeth twice gave her some sense of cleanliness. Feeling sick and weak turned to disgusted and depressed so she changed into an old light blue shirt which was too big for her.
This is way better.
She used to paint in it but gave it aside as a cloth to clean her brushes.
I didn't bring many clothes with me.
The whole bathroom was a mess with dirty clothes scattered all around.
I'm too tired to deal with it.
Her head was a sore shard. Aaa, thinking hurts.
Drinking water from the sink thirstily helped her momentarily, streams of it going on her shirt making wet spots like a flowered mold on an old wall.
I feel like an animal, I guess sometimes instincts have to take over.
"Ouch," her hand hurt. The wrist was too sensitive, blood seeped through the bandage during the night. Mia was adamant they should have gone to the hospital to get stitches or at least tell the teachers. Somin didn't see it that dramatically, it would just heal with time.
Maybe I'll have a scar. My body is like a canvas itself, never knowing what will come next.
The regeneration will be long. She peeked under the bandage slightly.
Ew, it's a mess. Painting will be a pain, what an irony.
When she looked up at the small mirror, she was confronted with the harsh truth, seeing the repercussions of the last night. Her hair looked like a bird's nest at best.
What was I thinking?
She cut it way more than just a once neat, shoulder-length hair was like the impermeable bushes from yesterday's forest. Her fingers trailed the rest she had left.
What have I done?
A light knock on the door brought her back from the pity party she had thrown to herself.
"Huh?" the girl murmured, saddened by the state of her appearance.
"Can I come in?" a deep voice asked.
"Do you have to?" too tired to panic, Somin answered without the energy to argue.
"Please," Teho said.
"Try not to be a shithead," she pleaded.
"I will try."
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