Destiny

Chapter 11

The rare day off is about relaxing and spending time with the girls, but Mina is drowning in self pity because she's miserably failing in the mission given to her.

The clock is ticking fast but she's getting nowhere in finding the mysterious person.

For a second, she contemplates asking Nayeon's mother but she doesn't know how she's going to explain the random question away.

Besides she's sure Nayeon's mother doesn't know the person, because after the crash she gave Kookeu to her when she could have easily given him to the person that Nayeon loved.

"Nayeon, what the fuck!" Jihyo's angry voice snaps her out of her thoughts. "I told you the knife is sharp and I'll take care of the vegetables."

"It's kind of your fault for leaving sharp objects lying around when you know there's a baby in the house." She hears Tzuyu remark.

Mina scrambles to the living room where the voices are coming from and her heart picks up its pace when she sees blood trickling down the older girl's finger.

She remembers this happening before and vividly recalls how she sat around helplessly, watching Jihyo bandage Nayeon's wound.

Even though the memory is familiar, she still feels the same panic in her chest.

The dark color of the blood reminds her of Nayeon's numbered days. She chokes, struggling to breathe through her tears.

Everything about this second chance with Nayeon is a lie, because the fate can't be avoided, she's just an insignificant piece in solving the puzzle about her dying wish. The death itself, however, is going to happen.

She feels nauseous, sick in her stomach, in her chest but pushes her legs forward to the living room and watches Jihyo apply pressure to the wound.

By the end of the day, her mind is set and her purpose becomes clearer. She feels determined that she's going to find the person no matter what.

She might be insignificant, powerless in the face of destiny, but there's one thing she can do for Nayeon, that is fulfilling her last wish.

She goes to bed, her heart heavy and stomach churning. She rolls around to her side and watches the low rise and fall of Nayeon's chest as she sleeps peacefully.

She remembers how she lay lifelessly in the hospital bed, the soft breaths she usually take cruelly stolen by death.

She feels an overwhelming need to be closer to the older girl, and shuffles quietly to her bed, wrapping arms around her neck and lays a fluttering kiss on her forehead.

She pulls back after a while and glances softly at her. Nayeon scrunches her nose and scratches her cheek in sleep. It's so endearing that it makes her momentarily forget the dark thoughts in her head and smile.

She tucks a loose hair behind her ears and lays another gentle kiss on the scrunched nose. Her hands stroke down her hair and come to a natural stop on either side of Nayeon's face.

She caresses her cheek and sees the older girl softly sighing into the touch, her perfect lips jutting out in a pout.

Before she knows what she's doing, she finds herself leaning in to claim them.

"What the hell!!" She lets out a gasp as she quickly pulls away, moving back to her bed, in absolute shock over the realization of what she was just about to do. "What in the fucking hell!!"

It's uncharacteristic of her to swear, but the situation is so strange that she thinks it demands a little swearing.

"Minaya," Nayeon mumbles in her sleep, stirring at the noise she hears. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing!!!" She stutters, "I think I left my phone in the living room."

"Okay." The older girl mutters and rolls around to sleep on her stomach.

Mina throws her feet softly on the floor and steps out of the bedroom, as quickly as she can, away from Nayeon.

She goes to the kitchen and fills a glass of water, drinking it down in one huge gulp.

"What made me do that?!" She asks herself out loud.

She assumes that being close to Nayeon, knowing she's about to lose her is probably messing with her head. There's no way her action means anything else.

Her parents used to peck her on the lips when she was a child, so it's natural of her to think of that as a way of showing affection. Besides, it's not her fault the older girl looks like a child when she sleeps.

She takes a deep breath and makes her way back towards the bedroom because it's three in the morning and she needs to sleep at least for a while as they have a long day tomorrow.

Luckily for her, Nayeon is sleeping on her side now, completely facing away from her.

She breathes a sigh of relief.

She stays close to the corner of her bed, facing the wall and avoids looking at Nayeon so that she can finally get some sleep.

Slowly but surely she feels her eyelids grow heavy and is about to drift off to sleep when she feels the mattress dip by her side and Nayeon's hand glides down her middle, her body pressing against her back as she snuggles into her.

She doesn't get any sleep until the next morning.