Destiny

Chapter 19

"Then she's more of a coward than I thought."

Mina nods her head. A part of her wants to defend Nayeon, but in the end Sana's words are true, can't be denied. Nayeon is stuck between the two worlds because she'd been a coward in love.

But Mina can't help but admire the love she carries for this mystery person. She's even a little jealous of them because they have and possess a love so immaculate and indestructible that it's even made death immaterial, and prevails and persists in a soul even after saying goodbye to the mortal life. The kind of love she reads about in books, the kind of love she had hoped-earned as a child to have some day.

Later in the night they're at a VIP club and Mina sits in a corner taking drinks politely when offered but never drinking them.

She is aware of the past, remembers every second of it like the back of her hand, so she knows Nayeon will join them a bit later because she is shooting for a project separately. What she doesn't know- isn't prepared for is the way her heart jumps, lurches when Nayeon walks into the club.

When Dance Monkey comes on Jeongyeon drags her to the dance floor, and Mina reluctantly joins her. But Jeongyeon's energy and stupid grin gets to her after a while, and Mina feels the vibe of the music and lets her body match the rhythm. Soon the other girls join them and it's all laughter and smiles and Mina doesn't care she looks like an idiot when Momo spins her around, twisting, turning and holding hands as they change sides.

She moves in her silver sequined dress which catches and reflects the lights of the disco ball on the ceiling, hips swaying and blonde hair bouncing with each move and beat.

The club is electric, the mood is upbeat and the songs shifts to Weeknd's Cant feel my face. Momo twirls her around and Mina laughs when she accidentally steps on her toes and apologizes profusely. She shakes her head and pats her cheeks patronizingly to show her she's fine. Provoked, Momo twirls her around again, wraps her arms around her middle and tries to lift her and Mina laughs a little more.

Her laughter freezes on her face and her heart beats-pounds in her ears that fades out the music pumping in the club when her eyes meet Nayeon's through the crowd.

Somewhere in the background she hears Weeknd's dark voice singing I can't feel my face when I'm with you but the pounding in her chest is so loud that it drowns out everything else. Momo swings her around again and Mina loses sight of the older girl for a moment. Her heartbeat is steadfast, refuses to return to normal, matches every rhythm and beat of the song that's playing.

When she's spun again, she sees Nayeon making her way through the crowd towards them, her eyes never leaving hers. In the dark of the club all she can see is her defined cheekbones and dark eyes shining and reflecting and scattering the laser light flashing around them. There are muscles under the boxy button down beige vintage shirt she's wearing, but not the bulky kind one gets from years of weight lifting, it's strong but smooth and her fingers itch to feel them. Her slim waist is tucked into black ripped jeans which is folded at the ankle. Her short hair is slicked back behind her ears, a dog tag adorns her slender neck and the leather boots she's wearing click clacks on the floor as she makes her way forward. The whole look screams sexy, alluring and edgy, but then her lips quirk up the tiniest bit into a lopsided grin, and Mina watches with awe how in that moment her entire face looks carefree and innocent. The kind of smile a child wears when they have something mischievous planned.

This thing, this pull between them can't be just physical because there are butterflies with dragon wings flapping about in her stomach, a heated haze swallowing her whole being, time threatening to stand still as their eyes remain locked.

"Nayeonnie!" Chaeyoung jumps excitedly and Mina finally remembers to breathe as Nayeon walks past her breaking their glance and steps into the arms of the younger girl.

"Uhmm Mina?," Momo's voice in her ears startle her, "You're not dancing."

She feels her cheeks flush and face heat up. She turns towards Momo and loops her arms around her neck, swaying to the music.

Her gaze falls on Nayeon who's right behind Momo and their eyes meet again. "Hi." Nayeon tells Chaeyoung, her voice low and husky, making Mina shiver. She's sure her cheeks are redder, she can by tell by Nayeon's expression, the tiny smirk on her plump lips and the shameless and overwhelming urge to press her own upon them is primal, animalistic and she doesn't bother to hide the desire in her darkened eyes anymore.