knock my heart right out of sync

Yoonji resists the urge to bury her hands in her hair and pull, a small frustrated groan still slipping past her lips as she holds her flushed face between her palms. It was getting ridiculous.Namjoo hadn’t even said anything too bad, this time - she’d just leaned over the table, so close to Yoonji’s face they could have bumped foreheads, and fixed her bangs with a delicate brush of her slender fingers. She’d pulled back before Yoonji could react, a dimpled smile on her face.For one horrible moment, she'd thought Namjoo would curl the strand behind her ear. She’d been bracing for it, even, but Namjoo had limited herself to just pulling her hair out of her eyes as Yoonji was busy cutting the meat that Soojin had set out for all of them.“Thank you,” she’d managed to croak out, and Namjoo had replied with a bright and cheery “No problem, unnie,” and Yoonji had been almost bowled right over by how much she wanted to just grab Namjoo’s lovely face and -Anyway. It’s been a difficult month. (Namjoo spends four weeks in the countryside during the summer and comes back with a tan, more muscles, and apparently, lot more confidence. Yoonji tries and fails to adjust.)