Jin-kyong’s Apartment
Atlanta, GA
United States of America
December 2016
“Kyongsies?”
Jin-kyong barely lifted her head. The sound
of footsteps filled the apartment and Song Hae-jin peeked at the form on the
couch, a paper bag of takeout food in her arms. “Hae-won and Eun-seok are
coming in a bit,” she continued despite the lack of answer from the other girl.
“Eun-seok told me that you needed help getting your apartment back in top
shape.”
“I don’t need help.” Despite that, Hae-jin
set the paper bag down on the coffee table and searched for the cleaning
supplies. “Hae-jin…”
“Don’t worry about it, Kyongsies.” She
paused to look at the other and flashed a small, genuine smile. “I’ll get it
done. You can stay there and rest all you want while we wait for the other two
to arrive. Okay?”
The darker-haired model’s expression didn’t
change. She merely gave a brief nod and turned on her side, curling up on the
couch and pulling the blankets over her head. The smile on her face
disappearing, Hae-jin sighed and resumed looking for the necessary tools needed
in order to tidy up the other’s apartment.
In the span of an hour, Hae-jin had managed
to make the place a little more decent. She had done a quick sweep of the floor
and wiped off the counters, humming softly as she picked up whatever trash she
could find and throwing it away. In the bathroom, she had wiped whatever she
could, spraying a can of air freshener wherever she could.
Hae-jin wondered if cleaning up Jin-kyong’s
bedroom was a good idea and for the moment, decided against it. She was left
staring at the white door. “She isn’t staying in her own room for some reason,”
she muttered, then took a chance and decided to come in.
From the couch, Jin-kyong barely stirred.