It's so very convenient that Mr Park lives only a block away from Yunjin. Minjeong and her friends have taken advantage of their teacher's luxurious pool on numerous occasions, never once getting caught.

As fun as the party was, Minjeong wants to spend a little more alone time with Jimin. Now that she knows how Jimin's hands feel around her neck and her hips feel when they're grinding against her own, Minjeong definitely needs to cool off.

Arriving at Mr Park's house, Minjeong quietly opens the gate leading to his backyard and ushers Jimin inside. Jimin is certainly less hesitant than she was in the past, not even questioning whose house this is. But Minjeong had been monitoring how much alcohol she had during the night and it was just enough to get delightfully tipsy from.

"Are you up for some night swimming?" Minjeong whispers, closing the gate behind them.

Jimin stares at the pool in question, finally realizing this may not be strictly legal. "Do you know whose pool this is?"

"Mr Park's." Minjeong responds easily. The man was universally disliked at school, even Jimin probably didn't like him.

Proving her point, Jimin narrows her eyes. "He gave me a B in his class because he didn't like my final presentation on androgenic alopecia."

Minjeong slaps a hand over her mouth to keep from laughing. "Why the hell would you do a presentation like that? Everyone knows he wears a toupee!"

Jimin shrugs, but an amusing glint enters her eyes. "He said to pick a historically significant disease. It was a bit of a stretch, but I thought he'd at least be able to relate to it."

"Yeah, a little too well." Minjeong mutters, amused. It seems like Jimin had the makings of a troublemaker in her all this time.

They come to a stop in front of the tiled steps of the pool, their reflections moving back and forth on the water. Minjeong leans down to untie her shoes and take her socks off, also untying her hair.

Jimin stills when Minjeong takes her shirt off, revealing a black bra. "What? Were you planning on going in fully clothed?" Minjeong asks her with a teasing smile.

There's a surprisingly small moment of hesitation before Jimin takes off her shoes and starts to shimmy out of her jeans. Now it's Minjeong who freezes. She had seen most of those long, smooth legs before, but those slim hips are making her throat dry. And then there's the fact that her underwear is white, lacy, and hugging her behind like it's doing her a favor.

Jimin gently clears her throat and Minjeong barely manages to drag her attention back up towards her. "Are you getting distracted?"

"Yes." Minjeong replies simply, partly because it's the truth and partly because she can barely string a coherent thought together.

Then Jimin takes her shirt off and Minjeong's mind goes completely blank.

A pale and fit torso. An equally white and lacy bra. A chest that's more generous than Minjeong's own. "Well?" Jimin arches an eyebrow. "I thought you wanted to swim."

"I—uh—I do!" Minjeong assures her, sliding her jeans off and sliding into the pool. "See, totally swimming."

Jimin opts to use the stairs, the water lapping gently at her with each step she takes. She looks like a fucking goddess and Minjeong thinks this night swim might be the best idea of her life.

They both paddle over towards the deep end, Minjeong diving below the water and bouncing off the pool floor. She slicks her hair back when she comes back up, and waggles her eyebrows at Jimin.

"So, is there anything you want to do?"

Her joking veneer slides away as Minjeong comes in unexpectedly close. She dips her head back, exposing her neck and allowing the water to reach her hair. When she straightens, there's a look in her eyes that Minjeong can't tear herself away from.

Silently, they drift closer together until they're in the middle of the pool. Minjeong reaches out and cups Jimin's cheek, rubbing her thumb on them.

"I hope you're having fun."

Jimin leans into Minjeong's palm. "This has been great." She murmurs, turning slightly to kiss Minjeong's wrist.

Minjeong's eyes widen at the gesture and before she knows it Jimin is wading even closer. She swallows hard when one of Jimin's hands comes up to rest on the back of her neck.

"Can I just—" Minjeong starts, barely able to talk but needing to ask. "Can we—"

Jimin kisses her, hard and almost desperate, their lips sliding together awkwardly before Minjeong re-adjusts their positioning. What Jimin lacks in experience, she more than makes up for in enthusiasm and her mouth opens eagerly under Minjeong's, something like a whimper shuddering through her when Minjeong's tongue runs along her lips.

There's something hard against Minjeong's back, rough and scratchy. It takes her an embarrassingly long time to realize it's the wall of the pool and then Jimin is pressing her further into it, their bodies touching almost everywhere between their chests and legs.

Jimin keeps them above water by slipping a leg in between Minjeong's thighs and placing her hands on either side of Minjeong's head, gripping at the edge of the drain as they continue to kiss.

That leg is seriously distracting Minjeong, but she can't help but grind against it, her moan getting lost in Jimin as the other girl gives her hot, open-mouthed kisses, breaking away from her lips to nibble along her jaw.

"Hah, Jimin—" Minjeong pants, arching up when Jimin finds the sweet spot behind her ear.

"This is ridiculous." She mumbles the last part to herself, because Jimin keeps pressing that leg against her and it's starting to become a problem. Minjeong tries to switch their positions, which causes both of them to sink under water for a moment, having lost their hold on each other.

They come up sputtering and laughing. Minjeong guides Jimin to the shallower end of the pool so the next morning's headlines won't read 'Girls Mysteriously Drown In Neighbor's Pool'.

They reach for each other once more and the kisses become softer, sweeter. Soon they slow down to nothing, and the two of them are just holding each other, foreheads pressed together.

"I really like you, Minjeong." Jimin says, eyes hooded and lips well on their way to becoming swollen.

Having trained for this moment her entire life, Minjeong smiles and kisses the tip of Jimin's nose. "I know."

Jimin leans back slightly, squinting at her. "Did you just Han Solo me?"

"Oh, I'm going to do more than Han Solo you—" Minjeong's tease is cut off when Mr Park's porch lights flicker on.

They quickly break away from each other, and Minjeong motions towards their clothes. "We can get dressed after we get outta here!" She hisses, hauling herself out of the pool. Jimin is right behind her, and they grab their piles of clothing and high tail it out of the yard right as the screen door slides open.

"Come back here!" Mr Park unmistakably nasally voice calls out, trying and failing to sound threatening. "Let me identify you!"

Minjeong chortles, and even Jimin laughs quietly at the their teacher. When they're a safe distance away, Minjeong uses her shirt to dry herself off and hops into her jeans. Jimin follows suit, though she has a harder time getting back into her jeans.

It takes them a significantly longer time to get back to Jimin's house than it did to Yunjin's party, mainly because they keep stopping to kiss one another.

Jimin stops Minjeong when they come near her house. The happy flush that's been on her face drains at the sight of her house. Nearly all of the interior lights are on. With a trembling hand, she turns on her phone. From over her shoulder, Minjeong can see over half a dozen texts and calls from her home number.

"Shit." Minjeong mutters, her heart sinking. She doesn't have much of a problem with getting into trouble, but her mom is entirely different than Jimin's dad. There was no mistaking the smell of chlorine on Jimin, though at least it was masking any scent of alcohol that might still be lingering.

"Do you want to come back to my place for the night?"

Jimin hesitates, then shakes her head. "No, I'll need to face him eventually. And if I'm going to going to be with you, he should know eventually, right?"

Her eyes are so imploring that Minjeong has no choice but to nod. "Fine. Just let me know how you are in the morning." She leans forward, pressing a kiss to Jimin's lips. Her dad is not going to be happy with Minjeong, and he'll probably jump to all the wrong conclusions about her and Minjeong.

Jimin smiles tremulously at her and starts to head towards her house without a word, shoulders straight and head held high, preparing for the battle that's about to take place.

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