《I don't know (IDK) || SOOSHU ft. Mimin》Chapter 16
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Life is about survival.
The battle begins the very second that your little swimmer tries to outrace millions of others. And the prize is waiting at the finish line, a giant egg ready to be claimed by the winner.
And among millions, only one survived. (or maybe two, or even more in special circumstances).
But anyways...
You. Yes You. You were once that swimmer, but now you're the winner.
And after she learned all the ins and outs of baby making, Yeh Shuhua took great pride in being the winner in the race.
But now the question that's running inside her cute head was, how did she end up in a river?
Forty minutes seems to be enough for Shuhua's professor to decide that his biology class has been tortured long enough.
"Ok... you girls get the gist of it. Any questions?" He asks, his voice flat and uninterested.
Then, out of nowhere a scrawny arm shot up to the sky. He narrows his eyes knowing quite well who the suspect is.
Maybe if he ignores her she'll just stop and go away.
"Yoohoo!!! Mr. Kang!"
He grumbles irritatingly at the sound of her singsong voice.
"Yoohooo... Yoohoo...Yoohooo!!!"
He clenches his fists tightly, trying to stop the urge to lunge an eraser at the girl. His once so quiet and peaceful room was interrupted by this girl's incessant screeching.
"Yoohoo... yoohoo... yoo-hoooo..."
The girl seemed to lose steam as she finally grew quiet. At last, the professor sighs satisfyingly for once he won against the brat.
The professor slowly spun around, ready to fire his victory smirk at the kid. But he didn't even turn around completely and that skinny arm shot up in the air once again. He should have known damn well that he would never win.
"!"
He sighs once again, but this time in defeat.
"Yes, Ms. Yeh?"
The girl jolted up from her seat and like an innocent girl just asked.
"So, sir! How do two girls make babies?!"
***
"You know after Miley Cyrus butchered Blurred lines, I feel like we brought it back to its full on sexiness."
Soyeon proudly says like it was her life goal to save murdered songs.
Moonbyul couldn't agree more, "We were epic Jelly."
"Epic failures." Somi mumbled under her breath.
Soyeon's nose flared like a raging bull as Somi dismissed her and Moonbyul's epicness.
"What did you say?!"
But before Soyeon could launch a full on attack on Somi's pretty face, the voice of their teacher broke in their tension.
"Seo Soojin."
"Ms. Kim hello." Soojin bows down politely.
"No need to be so formal, Soojin. Can I call you Soojin?"
Their teacher 's reaction made the three girls roll their eyes. How crazy is it that even their teacher is a Soojinsistable?
"I just want to say I... I mean we are so excited for your presentation for music class."
"Ahhh yes, I have been practicing for it."
"Oh... is it going to be like your performance for the campaigns?"
"Campaigns? What do you mean?" Soojin wonders.
"You know, performing Queen Boa's song. I think that's the kind of genre where you shine best."
Soojin's friends turn to look at her, just at the right time where they caught a glint of frustration in those dark brown eyes.
"What kind of genre is that exactly?" Soojin's tone sounded deep and annoyed.
But obviously their teacher didn't pick up at the hint.
"Well... Sexy is not exactly what I was going for. But people expect to see this side from you."
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What people expect to see from you, those words echo inside of Soojin's head. But no matter how much she hears it, those words never bode well for her composure.
"Ok..." Soojin just responded as politely as she could. "I'll talk to you guys later."
She walks away from them, her head bowed low, her entire being shrunk.
***
The chunky, pimply oppar shot the scrawny girl a mean glance from all the scratching and sighing noise she's making. But Shuhua will not tolerate such cruelty. She went right at him and shot back an equally mean yet super cute glance.
Yeh Shuhua believes she was wrongfully placed in detention. It was just a curious question. She couldn't figure out why her teacher threw an eraser at her and sent her to detention. In fact, she should sue him for his attack. Good thing she was as quick as a ninja or else that eraser would leave an ugly mark on her cute face.
But all her queries were put to a stop as soon as the elegant, raven haired beauty walked in the room. And even though it looked like Soojin was moving in slow motion, Shuhua's heart was still acting the opposite. It was racing so fast, that Shuhua had to clench her chest fearing that her heart might pop out of her.
Then Shuhua remembers the state that she's in, and she never knew what it feels to be embarrassed until now. She's dating the President Seo Soojin, she should look mature not be stuck in detention like some high school delinquent.
So, the only solution she could think of was to hide. She hurriedly scans the room, looking for a place to crawl into while Soojin was talking with pimply oppar.
She could hide under the desk. Yup, Soojin could never spot her there.
Shuhua quickly puts on her disguise by zipping up her kkuma jacket before crawling underneath the table.
"What the?" Soojin wonders, she swore she saw Shuhua sitting right there.
Soojin mentally smacks her forehead as she spots a balled up Kkuma hiding underneath the desk.
"I'm not even going to ask what you're doing under there, let's go Shuhua."
"I'm not Shuhua." The mysterious girl inside the kkuma jacket shook her head so hard, her bear ears started flapping like crazy.
"Shuhua, I'm not playing with you."
"I'm not Shu- Hey!" Shuhua squealed as Soojin pulled her hoodie down. Those puppy eyes wide in surprise as she came face to face with a stern looking Seo Soojin.
"Not Shuhua, huh?"
***
The second that the two stepped outside their building, Soojin didn't waste any time to interrogate her girlfriend.
"So, tell me why are you in detention?"
"Isn't it a beautiful day?!" Shuhua asks in a failed attempt to change the topic.
But Soojin carefully studied Shuhua's expression for a hint, and quickly picked up on the lie.
The way Soojin was looking at her was far too intense that Shuhua knew if she kept looking she's going to crumble soon. There was only one way to get out of this, and that is to shut her eyes so Soojin couldn't read her thoughts.
"Shuhua?"
"Hmmm?"
"Why are your eyes closed?"
"What are you talking about? My eyes are open. My eyes just disappear when I smile."
Shuhua grinned widely, hoping to convince Soojin of her eye smile. As adorable Shuhua's eye smile was, Soojin has much more self control to be swayed that easily. For now, she just huffed in frustration as she re strategize her plan.
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"Oh Gosh, I'm so hot." Soojin's voice was low and too sultry for Shuhua's sake. The dark haired beauty steps closer and whispers words only meant for Shuhua's bear ears to hear.
"Maybe I should take my shirt off."
Shuhua's puppy eyes quickly shot wide open. But instead of seeing a shirtless Soojin, a very angry sexy bear was glaring at her.
Shuhua quickly closes her eyes again, before Soojin catches her.
"Open those puppy eyes now."
The puppy eyed girl flutters her eyes open and tries to giggle in apology at the frowning girl.
"Hiiiii..." Shuhua says in apology.
But the only answer that Shuhua got was a scowl.
"Soojin sunbae!"
Phew... Save by the fangirls.
"Hello..."
Shuhua recognized the cold tone in Soojin's voice. It's like Soojin hurriedly builds her walls up when she is around strangers.
"Sunbae..."
The two fangirls' high pitched squeals sounded like a dolphin mating call for Shuhua, that it wouldn't surprise her if a bunch of male dolphins started splishing and splashing their way.
"We're like your number one fans!"
A low growl started to come out from Shuhua. Don't they know?! Yeh Shuhua is Seo Soojin's number one fan!!!
"We're so excited to see your performance for your music class!" Fangirl one was squealing with her every word.
"We could already see you being all sexy and stuff." Fangirl two so easily let her byunness slip for everyone to hear.
This felt way too much like déjà vu for Soojin. Didn't somebody already tell her this? About all that she's really good at is being sexy?
"Wait... being all sexy?"
"Yes sunbae! That's like what you do best!!!"
No matter how guarded Soojin's emotions were, Shuhua still managed to see the faint hurt from Soojin's forced smile.
"I guess that's what people expect that I'll do, huh?"
"!!!" The two fangirls announced quickly.
"Well maybe..." Soojin nodded, not wanting to say anything else.
"!!!!"
"Thank you sunbae!"
"We're so excited!"
As soon as the two squealed away happily, Shuhua protectively took Soojin's hand in hers, intertwining their fingers together.
"Whatever you decide on performing my Jinjin, I'm sure it would be amazing."
Soojin's lip spread in a smile, but this time it wasn't forced. Shuhua just has a way with her, with her words, her expressions, simple things that would get Soojin everytime.
"Thanks, my baobei."
"Even if you do the gangnam style, I'm pretty sure you have the best version."
Soojin gives Shuhua a soft squeeze on her hand to thank her. But Shuhua was quick to notice the little blisters on what used to be the smooth hand of her girl. As she looked carefully she noticed small blisters forming on Soojin's fingertips.
"What happened?" Shuhua's voice was so filled with worry.
"It's no big deal." Soojin tries to pull away embarrassingly, but Shuhua keeps her hold.
"It feels like something. Is someone being mean to you?!" Shuhua's brow scrunches in anger, no one hurts her Soojin.
"And what? They hurt my fingertips?"
"THEY DID?!" Shuhua gasps in shock. These cruel people are going to pay for hurting her sexy bear. This is SPARTTTAAA!!!
"No they didn't... nobody did." Soojin pinches Shuhua's wrinkled nose. "I have just been practicing for my performance for the music class."
The look of irritation switches to confusion.
"Your fingertips? Have you been doing cartwheels, that's why your fingertips are like this?"
"No silly." Soojin chuckles, Shuhua's innocence could be quite amusing. "I have been practicing playing the guitar."
"Guitar?!" Shuhua's eyes grow wide in surprise. "You will look so good playing the guitar! You're going to be the Korean Taylor Swift! But wait... you're not going to write songs about your ex, right?"
"Don't worry I don't have one."
"Then, you'll write a song about your present love?"
"Yeah... I could sing something about you."
"Me?" Shuhua tries to act demure by bashfully batting her lashes.
"Yes." A knowing smirk spreads in Soojin's lips. "I think I know the perfect song for you."
"I knew you were trouble when you walked in..."
"Trouble... trouble... trouble..." Shuhua automatically sang along, it took her a complete second to realize what she's singing along too.
"YAH! I'm not trouble!" Shuhua quickly denies her troublemaking skills.
"Says the girl who got into detention."
"YAH! It's not my fault! It's my teacher! I'm completely innocent." Shuhua raises her hand to prove her innocence.
"Oh really?"
"Yes..." Shuhua starts nodding vigorously.
"Then tell me why you got in detention?"
"Stupid teacher's fault!" Was Shuhua's defense.
"Oh okay." Soojin answers not in agreement, but to avoid bickering with the girl.
But that won't be the last, because the two have more things to argue about on their way home.
That ever present cuteness made their relationship completely balanced on the innocent scale. Yes, there are a few instances, like maybe when they kiss, or when Shuhua would look mature when that innocent scale would tip over to the I- think- you- make- me- curious scale.
Soojin could feel her cheeks heating up as she recalled that special night. She knew she was drunk, that's probably why she was so bold. Maybe it has something to do with how stunning Shuhua looked. Shuhua was naturally very pretty, but how Shuhua looked that night rocked Soojin's world. It made the scale jump from "were- innocent- girlfriends" to "I- want-to-make-you-scream-so hard-your- ancestors- would- come-down to Earth-to-save-you" level.
"kekekekeke..."
The sound of Shuhua's loud laughter broke into Soojin's byun thoughts.
The tanned girl finds herself searching for the chuckling puppy eyed girl. She eventually found the girl, and her brown eyes narrowed at the sight of Shuhua digging through the bushes.
"What are you doing?" Soojin demanded.
"Oh..." Shuhua's cute head pops out from the bushes. Her usual messy ponytail looks much worse with leaves and twigs in it.
"I SAW A BUNNY!!!!" Shuhua squeals excitedly.
Soojin just ends up shaking her head, mentally facepalming herself at even thinking of Shuhua in a physical way.
This is why they're both going to stay virgins forever...
***
"I heard from your unnie you have been getting sick lately."
Like always it would be their mommy Seulgi who breaks the silence during dinner time.
Her mommy Seulgi's voice was so low and stern that it freaked Shuhua out. What would her mom think if she finds out that she has nosebleed over her hot girlfriend?
"Ummm... it's nothing really serious."
"What do you mean it's nothing serious?!" The salad spewed out of Minnie as she interrupted the conversation. "You have been getting these massive nosebleeds!"
"Nosebleeds?" Their mommy Seulgi raised her perfect brow, stopping her fork midway to her mouth. "I guess that's hereditary then."
"What do you mean?" Shuhua wondered.
"Your mommy Irene used to get massive nosebleeds too."
"You okay, babe?" Seulgi rubs her wife's back soothingly as Irene starts coughing uncontrollably.
"You okay, mom?"
Irene nods vigorously, gulping down her water to avoid staring at her daughter's puppy eyes blinking curiously.
It suddenly dawned on Shuhua what had happened to her mom. Was she? Ummm... OMO!!!
"Remember babe? You get a massive nosebleed?"
"It's ummm... ahhhh... the weather..." Irene, the supposedly more innocent parent, tries to dismiss it. "So, Minnie... when are we meeting Miyeon?"
Irene hurriedly avoided the conversation like a plague.
"You scared me a couple of times there, babe." Seulgi refuses to drop the subject. "It's like everyday you had a nosebleed."
"EVERYDAY YOU HAD A NOSEBLEED!!!!" Shuhua almost jumped off her seat, before slumping down. How byuntae is her mom that she just has a nosebleed everyday?
"But it stopped." Irene quickly put a stop to all this. "Shushu, I know you really love Soojin, and there is nothing wrong with that. But right now, your studies are what you should be thinking about more."
Shuhua pouts thoughtfully...
"I think about it, I just don't study."
Seulgi just shook her head at her daughter's reasoning skills.
"So, how did mommy Irene's nosebleed disappear?"
"I think after that time in the beach house it's ahhhhhh-"
Irene gasps as her wife almost lets it slip. Now the only thing left to do is hope that their girls didn't pick up.
Unfortunately Minnie did...
"Why? What happened in the beach house?"
"Ummmm... ahhhh... well... nothing... it's ummm... Me and your mommy Seulgi... we..."
"I ummm... gave her some medicine." Seulgi responded coolly, gulping down her wine.
"What medicine?" Shuhua wonders "Maybe I can have some?"
"!!!!" Both moms shot up their seats.
"We mean... ummmm... you'll grow out of it, baby."
"B-but I... I might die." Shuhua's eyes were filled with so much worry. "And if I die..."
The baby puppy's eyes were slowly brimming with tears.
"Soojin will be so heartbroken, and she will feel so alone that she'll end up walking aimlessly in the park then she will meet a guy, who will try to comfort her, but she refuses at first. But he's persistent in winning her heart, and Soojin finally gives in and they will have a date, then Soojin will slowly forget about me. And I don't want that! ONLY SOO FOR SHU!"
Her mommy Irene was pursing her lips to hide her amused smile, while both Seulgi and Minnie shared an identical confused look on their faces.
"I'm done with this conversation. Irene, talk to your child."
***
"Unnie?" Yuqi slowly poke her head in her unnie's room, not wanting to disturb her sister just in case she was busy studying. "Unnie?"
"Oh Yuqi?"
Yuqi walks in and sees Soojin completely drench with sweat. She could only think that maybe her unnie was doing the insanity workout again.
"Unnie? I'm free now, we could practice if you're not doing anything."
Soojin's brown eyes swiftly glanced at the guitar left unappreciated at the corner of the room.
"Oh ummm... Thanks, but I decided to change my presentation."
Yuqi pouts thoughtfully, wondering about the sudden change of mind. She had never seen her sister so excited about anything as much as playing the guitar. So, how come her unnie decided to do something else?
"So, what are you going to perform?"
"I'm still confused between two."
"Well, okay, I won't bother you anymore. Hwaiting unnie!"
"Thanks Yuqi..." Soojin smiles tirelessly. "By the way, do you know why Shuhua got in detention today?"
Yuqi's blushing face was a good give away to what really happened to Shuhua.
"Ummm... you know Shuhua, she gets too excited sometimes." Yuqi chuckles in embarrassment. "Oh well, look it's bedtime! Good night unnie, fighting!"
Soojin had yet to say something when Yuqi already scurried out of there.
"Oh well..." Soojin shrugs.
***
Shuhua is already twenty years old, but to her mommy she's still their little baby. So, whenever she and her wife are home, Irene never fails to tuck and pat Shuhua in bed. (Since Minnie felt like she's already too grown up)
"Mommy?"
"Yes baby?"
"How did you and mommy Seulgi make me?"
The question mauls Irene like a speeding train, once you get hit there is no chance of survival.
"Well... ummm...ahhh..."
The hesitation in her mommy's tone was enough to create delusional thoughts inside of Shuhua's imaginative mind.
"Wait... Why are you hesitating? Am I your real child?"
"Yes babe..." Irene reassures her big baby "You're our Shushu..."
"Then, how did I happen? How did Minnie unnie happen? Who's your baby daddy?"
A whirlwind of thoughts started spiraling out of control inside Irene's pretty head. She knows that Shuhua is already 20 years old, but she also knows that her daughter is pretty much still a little kid.
"Baby... All that you need to know is that you have two mommies who love you very much."
"But how did I happen? Wait... Is mommy Seulgi really a daddy?"
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