Promise

May 9, 2013 in Donkatsu, Oneshots by Donkatsu

Okay. This one is totally random and… well… totally random LOL … Sorry xD

—-

 

Beep.

Taeyeon lifted her head from her sketchbook and took hold of the phone with her free hand. She chuckled when she saw the incoming message.

“When are you coming home?”

Taeyeon let go of her crayon so she could type with both hands. “You’ve been asking that almost every day.”

“We need to practice that song for Oppa’s wedding.”

“Is that the only reason?”

“Yes.”

“Really?” Taeyeon added ten more question marks and a winking emoticon at the end.

“Yes.” The reply was short and emoticon-less.

“So you don’t miss me?”

“You’re the one who’s missing me.”

“I’m not.”

“I still have your message from yesterday.”

“I just said I was bored!”

“And that you wish I was there.”

“Well it’s kinda quiet without you making a loud fool of yourself.”

“Did you just call me a fool, Kim Taeyeon?”

“Yes, Hwang Miyoung. I did.”

“Fine. Then don’t come home.”

Taeyeon laughed. “I won’t.” Then added the cheeky sticking-its-tongue-out emoticon.

After placing the phone back on the small table, she resumed her sketching with a small smile on her face.

—-

“Bye, Umma,” Taeyeon hugged the woman one more time before closing the door. She went back inside the living room, to the mess of chocolates, snacks, clothes and toys around her roommate.

“What is this?” asked Tiffany as she lifted a pack of candy and scrutinized the writings on the colorful packaging. “Licorice? Ew.” She put it down then went for another, different pack.

“So what have you been doing while I was away?” Taeyeon asked, taking a seat on the couch, away from the mess on the floor.

“Nothing much. Met up with visiting friends.”

“Your American friends?”

Tiffany nodded, eyes still on the things Taeyeon had brought home.

Taeyeon stretched, yawned then lay down on the couch. “God, I’m tired.” She closed her eyes.

“Jetlagged?”

Taeyeon nodded.

There was rustling and shuffling before the couch dipped and Taeyeon felt fingers on her head. She held back a smile when Tiffany began massaging her throbbing temple.

“Maknae’s coming over later today. We need to practice that song.”

“I already know that song by heart. I’m the one who chose it, remember?”

“Yes but-…”

Tiffany’s sentence was cut short when Taeyeon opened her eyes. She found herself staring at those brown orbs that always managed to draw her in and hold her captive for at least a few seconds.

They found themselves in a stare down, one like the countless others they’d shared over the years.

Is there something more? Both of them secretly thought about the other, but neither ever dared say anything about it.

They were best friends and it was natural for them to grow even closer since their other friends moved out, leaving them behind.

Tiffany was the first to break eye contact. “Go to your room and sleep for a bit.” She moved to get up from the couch and felt Taeyeon grabbed her wrist, stopping her.

“What?” asked Tiffany.

“You’re not telling me something,” Taeyeon said. “I had expected a happier welcome, to be honest.”

“I’m happy to see you!”

“But?”

Tiffany shifted a little. “But my sister called yesterday and there’s something urgent that I need to take care of back home.”

“What?” Taeyeon sat up. “Your sister? You’re going to L.A?”

Tiffany nodded. “Just for a few days.”

“When are you leaving?”

“Um… after Oppa’s wedding.”

“B-but… that’s tomorrow!”

“Yeah. It’s a bit sudden but I have no choice. I have to go.”

Taeyeon looked down. After a whole week away, she was hoping to spend some time with the person she missed most before she had to dive back into work and her daily routine.

“I’ll bring you back anything you want,” said Tiffany in the hopes to console Taeyeon.

“Sure,” mumbled Taeyeon as she dragged herself off the couch, towards her room.

“Taeyeon-ah…” Tiffany followed the sulking girl, watching her lie down on the bed with her blanket pulled over her head. She knew that when Taeyeon was like this, it was better to leave her alone. “I’ll wake you up in a few hours.”

—-

“Let’s go, Fany,” said the young man to the girl who was still talking and laughing with her friends.

“Now?” Tiffany turned her head and checked her watch. “Okay. Wait just a minute, Oppa,” she told the person she had asked to drive her to the airport.

Tiffany excused herself then went back to her table, in search of her friend.

Taeyeon noticed Tiffany walking towards her and knew. “You’re leaving?” she asked.

“Yeah.” Tiffany grabbed her purse then sat down on the empty seat next to Taeyeon. “I’m sorry.”

“Why? It’s just something you have to do,” replied Taeyeon nonchalantly, hiding her face behind the glass that she had picked up and started drinking from.

“I’ll be back in a few days, okay?” Tiffany patted Taeyeon’s arm before standing up to take her leave.

Taeyeon watched her smiling friend bid her goodbyes to their friends and acquaintances with resentment. This was not how she had imagined spending the rest of her vacation. She was expecting to relax, to hang out with Tiffany for a few days and spend some overdue quality time, just the two of them.

Tiffany sensed the eyes on her and felt guilty. She was glad to be able to go home even for a few days but she knew that Taeyeon was disappointed. “Hey. Smile,” she told her as she approached her again. “You don’t even want to do things with me when I’m here.”

“I do too.”

“No, you don’t. You’re too lazy to go out, most of the time. I’d be all excited and you’d just be lazy and unenthusiastic like the hobo you are.”

“But at least we get to bum around at home together.”

Tiffany smiled a little at that. “Yeah. Sorry.”

Taeyeon shrugged then took another sip. “It’s okay. You gotta do what you gotta do.”

Tiffany knew that that was the end of the conversation. Taeyeon had retreated to her casual, cool shell that pretty much masked everything. “Okay then. I’ll see you.” She squeezed Taeyeon’s arm then left.

—-

Taeyeon stretched lazily on the couch and changed the channel, finding it annoying that there wasn’t any interesting shows on TV.

It was late and she was jetlagged. Worst of all, it was too quiet and she felt bored and lonely.

Her hand reached for her phone and checked her messages. Some of her friends were still enjoying their summer abroad while others had gone back to work without taking much break.

Heaving a quiet sigh, she decided to message the person she was missing most.

“What time is it there?” she asked, too lazy to convert the time.

She lay down, waiting for a reply, and fell asleep not long after.

—-

Taeyeon woke up late the next day and found her phone blinking, signaling a new message.

She unlocked the screen and smiled to herself when she saw who sent it.

“What do you want me to bring?” read the message.

She was about to type a reply when she thought of something better.

Her thumb tapped another icon and opened that photo sharing app. She chose one of their recent selcas together – taken when they were bored with not much to do – and uploaded it along with the caption “Bring many tasty cereal bars” and a heart at the end.

Satisfied, she switched back to the chat app and typed, “Check IG.”

—-

Tiffany pushed the luggage cart through the parting glass doors and walked straight towards the exit. She hadn’t asked anyone to come pick her up, planning to just take a taxi home.

“Fany-ah!”

She suddenly heard the familiar voice right when she passed a large crowd of people.

Sounds of footsteps followed and she turned around to see Taeyeon rushing towards her.

“Taeyeon? What are you doing here?” she asked the heavily breathing girl.

“Picking you up, of course.”

“But-…”

“Let me.” Taeyeon grabbed the cart and started pushing.

Tiffany couldn’t get over her surprise and decided to say something about it once they were driving out of the parking lot. “I didn’t expect you to come pick me up.”

“I have nothing better to do.”

“Miss me?” she teased, expecting the usual funny reaction from Taeyeon but was met with a solemn look instead. “Hey. You okay?”

Taeyeon nodded.

Tiffany tilted her head, observing her quiet friend for a minute. There was something different with Taeyeon but since she was tired and Taeyeon wasn’t saying another word, she just leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes.

—-

“Taeyeon-ah!”

The cheerfulness that greeted Taeyeon at the door unconsciously made her smile. Gone were the fatigue and stress from work when she saw her roommate beaming at her.

“You’re home already?” she asked while she took her shoes off.

“Boss dismissed us early,” replied Tiffany. “It’s Friday!”

“So?” Taeyeon strolled inside, past Tiffany. “It’s just another day like all the other days.”

“It’s not! It’s weekend! Let’s go out and do something!”

“I’m tired,” said Taeyeon. She threw her bag on the couch on her way to the kitchen.

“Oh come on. You’re always bumming at home. Let’s go out tonight! Shopping? Watch a movie?”

Taeyeon shook her head and pulled the fridge open. “I’m tired.”

“Sigh… you’re so lazy,” said Tiffany, deflating. Her smile had disappeared, replaced by a frown.

Taeyeon turned her head and saw the expression. “Why are you so excited anyway?” She took out a bottle of juice then closed the fridge.

“I just want to spend some time with my best friend. Is that so wrong?”

“No but-…”

“And I thought you missed me.”

“I… did,” answered Taeyeon. She wasn’t really comfortable saying things like this out loud. Typing them was much better, easier.

“So let’s go do something. You’ve been so busy since I got back and we haven’t exactly had time to catch up since you went on vacation.”

Taeyeon walked back to the living room without answering.

“Well?” asked Tiffany, following her friend closely.

Taeyeon gave it another second of thought. “Okay then. Let’s go watch a movie or something.”

“Yay! I’ll go get ready!”

—-

“What’s on your mind?” Tiffany asked.

“Huh?” Taeyeon snapped out of it and turned her head to see Tiffany staring at her with a hint of concern in her eyes. “Oh nothing. Just spacing out a bit.”

“You’re tired, huh? Sorry I made you leave the house.”

“It’s okay. Like you said, I’ve been too lazy. I should get out more.” Taeyeon fixed her hold on Tiffany’s hand. “Besides, it’s been a while since we last took a walk like this.”

“Yeah, it has. I miss this,” replied Tiffany while swinging their hands happily. “I miss you.”

Taeyeon merely smiled, secretly glad to hear the words. “It was too quiet when you went home,” she mumbled, not willing to openly admit how lonely it felt.

“I know how you feel. One week of living in an empty and quiet apartment wasn’t exactly fun either.”

“At least I got you chocolates.”

“And I got you your cereal bars.”

They smiled at each other.

“Can I ask you something?” Tiffany spoke after they had continued walking in silence for another minute.

“What’s on your mind?”

“Do you like spending time with me?”

Taeyeon stopped in her tracks. “What? What kind of question is that? Of course I do.”

“Do you miss me when I’m not around?”

“Wha… Well, yeah, of course.” Taeyeon knew she was turning a bit pink at the cheeks so she looked away and started walking again.

“Is that why you decided to not move out like the rest did?”

“I don’t like living alone, you know that.”

“You could live with the others.”

“Why are we even talking about this?” Taeyeon asked.

“Because…” Tiffany couldn’t continue.

“Because?” Taeyeon finally summoned enough courage to look at Tiffany again.

Tiffany halted her steps, meeting Taeyeon’s gaze.

There’s something there, Taeyeon thought to herself as she searched Tiffany’s eyes. It’s not just me, is it?

But before she could say anything, Tiffany broke eye contact and turned her head, letting go of Taeyeon’s hand in the process. She stuffed both hands inside her hoodie and walked on, leaving Taeyeon behind.

—-

“Fany-ah!” shouted Taeyeon the moment she stepped inside her apartment.

“She’s not here!” came the reply.

“Who the…” Taeyeon rushed inside then saw Sunny on the couch, watching TV. “What are you doing here? Where’s Fany?”

“We’re temporarily switching houses.”

“What? Switching houses… what are you talking about?”

Sunny shrugged. “She called me last night and asked for a favor.” Turning her head away from the TV, Sunny grinned when she saw Taeyeon’s confused and surprised expression. “She said she was trying something out. I’m not sure what because she wouldn’t tell me but I’m never one to refuse helping a friend.”

“What favor? Trying what out?”

“Let’s just say that I’ll be your new roommate for the time being.”

“What?! Why? Is she moving out? Is she leaving me?!”

Taeyeon didn’t even realize what she was saying thanks to the shock and fear of being without Tiffany.

“She’s not moving out nor is she leaving you. It’s just a temporary thing she said she was trying out.”

Taeyeon quickly took out her phone to call her friend and demand a better explanation.

“Oh and she said you’re not allowed to contact her until we switch back.”

“What?!”

“Sorry. I’m just doing what she told me to do. You can try messaging her or calling her but I don’t think she’ll answer you.”

“What the… what is going on?!”

“Relax, Taeng. Give her some time. I’m sure she’ll tell you everything in the end. She always does.”

“…”

—-

It was officially the worst week that Taeyeon ever had to go through in her entire life.

There was no word from Tiffany. Not even a ‘hi’.

She tried texting, messaging and calling but to no avail. Like Sunny had warned, Tiffany wouldn’t answer her calls or reply her messages.

When she couldn’t take it anymore on the third day, she went to Sunny’s apartment to talk to Tiffany but the latter wouldn’t open the door.

Their other friends were aware of what was going on but since Tiffany had begged them to stay out of this, they steered clear and thus could only console Taeyeon as each day passed.

After ten days, Taeyeon had grown beyond restless. She missed Tiffany very much and even though Sunny was her second closest friend, it just wasn’t the same. Unfortunately, there was nothing she could do but wait so she tried her best to cope with it, suppressing every emotion and focusing everything on work.

Coming home feels different and less comforting, she realized that Monday as she opened the door and took off her shoes.

She was never alone, thanks to Sunny, but she felt lonely nonetheless.

Taeyeon planned on going to bed early that night because she wasn’t in the mood to do anything. But as she walked past the living room, she noticed that it wasn’t Sunny sitting on the couch, staring at the blaring TV.

“Hey,” said Tiffany with a smile. “How’s work?”

Taeyeon opened her mouth, ready to scold and pour out all pent-up anger, yet ended up just closing it again. She gritted her teeth and went to her room without replying.

Tiffany switched the TV off and followed Taeyeon.

“Before you yell at me, can I explain why I did what I did?”

Taeyeon went about her room without replying. She put her bag on her desk, tied her hair up then sat in front of her dresser to erase her makeup.

Tiffany watched everything quietly, knowing how upset her friend was. “Taeyeon-ah…” She moved to stand behind Taeyeon and looked at her through the mirror.

“…”

“I’m sorry but I had to-…”

“What? You had to what? Leave? After all we’ve talked about?” Taeyeon finally spoke, lifting her head to meet Tiffany’s eyes through the glass. She couldn’t read the other pair of eyes so she looked away, finishing what she was doing.

And here I thought that it wasn’t just me.

“Let me explain?” pleaded Tiffany.

“…”

“Taetae?” Tiffany pulled out the nickname as a last resort to get her friend to talk to her. “Please?”

Taeyeon hesitated at the sound of that nickname but, in the end, chose to resume her task without saying a word. When she was done, she stood up, walked past Tiffany and took a clean towel out of her wardrobe.

Tiffany blocked the door, leaning against it to stop Taeyeon from leaving the room.

“Let me explain,” said Tiffany firmly.

Taeyeon just stood there, staring at her friend with jaws clenched and arms crossed.

“I wanted to try something out.”

“Try what out? Testing my anger limit?” Taeyeon couldn’t help but comment.

“No. Hear me out, okay?” Tiffany took a deep breath. “When you were away, on vacation, and when I had to fly home, I was… there was…” She paused, looking for a way to finish her sentence.

Taeyeon raised her eyebrows, waiting.

“Let’s just say that I needed to test something,” continued Tiffany at last.

“Test something? You were experimenting with me?”

“No no! I was testing myself. Not you. I never wanted to hurt you.” Tiffany deflated. “This is tough.”

“Get to the point, Fany.”

“I’m trying but it’s not that easy.”

“You switched houses with Sunny without even telling me about it and refused to even say a word to me for nearly two weeks!” Taeyeon’s anger finally reached its peak. “After all we’ve been through! After everything we’ve talked about! You knew what it would do to me and yet you did it anyway. Now you can’t even explain to me why?!” She scoffed. “And I thought this friendship meant something.”

“It does! Hey, come on. You know you mean a lot to me.”

“Honestly? I’m not so sure anymore.”

“Hey-…”

“You don’t just leave without a word if I really mean a lot to you!”

“I’m sorry! I just… It’s just…” Tiffany let out a frustrated sigh. “I missed you too much.”

“What?”

“I missed you terribly when you were on vacation with your family and I missed you even more when I went home – even though I was home.”

“So? I missed you too. What does that have to do with running off like that?”

“It felt different, Taetae,” Tiffany mumbled, looking down at her fingers that were fidgeting nervously.

“It felt different?”

Tiffany nodded. “And I wanted to know why.”

“So you avoided me for days instead of talking to me about it?”

Tiffany looked up. “I wanted to find out why.”

“By torturing me? Why thanks. That’s very kind of you,” said Taeyeon sarcastically. “Step aside. I want to take a shower.”

“Come on, Taetae. It’s not like that.”

“It’s exactly that.” Taeyeon saw the sad guilt in the other girl’s expression and softened her tone in spite of her irritation. “You should’ve just talked to me about it.”

“How could I if I didn’t even know what to talk about?”

“Do you know now?”

“I… I think so.”

“Then talk. Now. Because it’s taking everything in me to stay this calm and not yell at you for what you’ve done.”

Tiffany knew Taeyeon was beyond angry. “Okay. Um… being away from you made me realize that it was indeed different. I… I never felt this way towards any of my other friends, or anyone else for that matter, and I… I don’t know whether you’re okay with it or whether you feel the same way or…” She gulped and looked away, afraid to continue.

Taeyeon began to understand. Plus, the look on Tiffany’s face gave her a strange sense of courage, as if injecting her with hope and what felt like confirmation that it wasn’t just her after all.

So she took a step forward, reached out and gently turned Tiffany’s face towards her by the chin. “Look at me.”

Tiffany did and once their eyes locked, they knew what that something more was that they always saw in each other.

Without giving it much thought, Taeyeon followed the invisible pull and leaned in, tilting her head slightly while closing her eyes.

Their lips briefly touched then Taeyeon moved back just a little bit. She wasn’t 100% sure whether she should continue or back away completely but all doubts and thoughts disappeared when Tiffany closed the gap.

“So it wasn’t just me,” mumbled Taeyeon after Tiffany had let go. She opened her eyes and saw a shy Tiffany shaking her head.

“No. It wasn’t. It isn’t.”

“I’m glad.” Taeyeon smiled, dropped the towel in her hand then wrapped her arms around Tiffany’s waist, pulling her close. “I’m very glad.”

Tiffany let out a giggle when Taeyeon kissed her again.

“Why are you giggling?”

“Nothing. I just… it needs some getting used to,” answered Tiffany while throwing her arms around Taeyeon’s neck.

“What does?”

“This.” She gave Taeyeon a quick peck as if testing whether it was really okay to do so. “Doing this with you.”

“It doesn’t feel too awkward though.”

“Yeah. Surprisingly so,” replied Tiffany with a smile that never seemed to leave her face. “So can you forgive me?”

“I still think that there was a better way to find out than leaving me like that.”

“I panicked, okay? It was the only solution I could think of at the time.”

“It hurt. I was so lonely without you.”

“I’m sorry. I’ll make up for it.” Tiffany gave Taeyeon another peck. “I’ll never leave you again. I promise.”

—-

Taeyeon couldn’t take her eyes off the woman lying in the hospital bed. She fought the tears that have begun to climb up her tear ducts, slowly blurring her vision.

A door opened but she didn’t turn her head.

“Taeng?”

Someone took a seat next to her.

“Hey Taeng, what’s wrong?”

Taeyeon wanted to shake her head to say nothing was wrong but couldn’t.

“Is everything alright? Why do you look like you’re about to cry?” Sunny turned her head and saw the woman on the hospital bed. She gasped. “What happened?!”

“S-she… she…” Taeyeon sniffed once. “She finally collapsed.”

“Oh no.”

The door opened again and a third person joined them, taking a seat at the other side of Taeyeon.

“Are you guys okay? What are you doing?”

Taeyeon pointed straight ahead and earned herself a consoling pat on the back.

“There there. Did the main character die?” asked Tiffany.

“N-no but…” Taeyeon sniffed again. “This is why I hate watching dramas.” She then hit her other friend. “I blame you for this.”

“Hey, I just said that it was worth watching. Didn’t know you’d be all wrapped up in it like this,” argued Sunny.

Tiffany just chuckled. “You guys are silly.” She kissed Taeyeon’s cheek then pulled her hand. “Let’s go get dinner. I’m starving.”

—-

Tiffany inhaled sharply at the sight of the long carpet covered with rose petals. She let out a suppressed squeal when she saw the person waiting at the end of the aisle, feeling her heart beat faster. A smile started to spread on her face as she exhaled, drowning in emotions.

But the giddy happiness was cut short by sudden movements from behind her, accompanied by a muffled groan.

“You fell asleep?” Tiffany turned her head and watched Taeyeon’s eyes opening slowly.

“Sorry,” said Taeyeon drowsily. “What’s going on now?”

“It’s ending. They’re getting married.”

“Oh?”

Tiffany rolled her eyes, sat up then turned the TV and DVD player off. “I can’t believe you fell asleep on me.”

“Technically, I fell asleep on the movie. Not you.” Taeyeon stretched then wrapped her arms around Tiffany’s waist, trying to pull her to lie back down.

“Still… I thought we could watch it together.”

“We did.” Taeyeon tugged once more and kissed Tiffany’s head after the latter gave in.

“You fell asleep. When did that even happen?” asked Tiffany as she shifted, trying to find a comfortable position.

“Um… I remember seeing them meeting each other again at a… was that a beach?”

“So you fell asleep halfway through. Great.”

“Oh come on. It’s just a movie.” Taeyeon’s eyes were already closing. “Let’s take a nap.”

“Sigh… this Kim Taeyeon.”

“Love you.”

—-

Taeyeon let go of her crayon and grabbed her phone to begin typing.

“What are you doing?”

It had only been a day since Tiffany left Korea to visit her brother but to Taeyeon, it felt like a week. She wished she could come along but since she had used up all her leave days for that Europe trip nearly a year ago, she had no choice but to stay behind.

She was just about to continue sketching when her phone beeped.

Taeyeon literally pounced the device.

“Hey, perfect timing. We were just talking about you.”

“We? Who’s we?”

“My brother, his wife and me. I was telling them about you.”

“Good things?”

“Hm… maybe? What’s up? Miss me?”

“Yes.”

“Aw… I miss you too. I’ll be back in a few days. Don’t worry.”

“Not soon enough.”

“I’ll Skype you later tonight. How’s that?”

“That’d be great.”

“Okay. Gotta go now. See you tonight. Love you.”

—-

“You’ve been quiet,” remarked Tiffany.

“Hm?” Taeyeon looked down at the girl lying on her lap.

“What’s on your mind?”

“Nothing. I’m just glad you’re back,” Taeyeon said, tightening the arm she had around Tiffany before she shifted her gaze back to the TV screen.

Tiffany chose to stay in her position, looking up at the quiet Taeyeon.

“What?” Taeyeon finally asked after a few minutes of letting Tiffany stare at her.

“Nothing.”

“Then stop staring.”

“I can’t. I haven’t seen you all week.”

“That’s your own fault for leaving me.”

“…”

Taeyeon looked down and smiled. “Is there something on my face?”

Tiffany shook her head.

“Do I look different than last week?”

She shook her head again.

“Then why can’t you stop staring?” Taeyeon moved her hand to sweep Tiffany’s bangs aside.

“I feel like we shouldn’t be this clingy to one another.”

“What do you mean?”

“We can’t even go a week without seeing each other.”

“So? Isn’t that a good thing?” asked Taeyeon.

“I’m not sure.”

Taeyeon leaned back. “I’d like to think that it’s a good thing.” She paused, contemplating something before she went ahead and asked. “Do you know what I’m most afraid of?”

Tiffany shook her head.

“Feeling lonely. I’m afraid of being lonely.”

“But you won’t be lonely. You have me.” Tiffany grabbed Taeyeon’s hand and held it firmly with both hands.

A smile began to spread on Taeyeon’s face. “You won’t leave?”

Tiffany shook her head again. “Never.”

“Not ever?”

“Not ever. I promise.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

—-

Taeyeon stood at the doorway, watching Tiffany pack. “You promised me you wouldn’t leave.”

“…”

She ran inside the room then hugged Tiffany from behind, nuzzling her face against Tiffany’s neck. “Please don’t leave me,” she whispered.

Tiffany heaved a sigh, let go of the clothes she was about to put in the suitcase then tried to turn around. “Done with the drama?”

Taeyeon lifted her head and grinned. “I’ve always wanted to try out that scene.”

“Dork. Have you finished packing?”

Taeyeon nodded. “I’m bored now.” She gave Tiffany a quick peck before letting her go.

“You can help me pack,” suggested Tiffany to the woman now sprawled on her bed.

Taeyeon shook her head. “I’d rather lie here staring at the ceiling, thank you.”

“Lazy dork,” mumbled Tiffany as she continued packing.

“Our first vacation together,” said Taeyeon dreamily with a small grin on her face.

“We’ve been on vacations together before.”

“But only as friends.”

“That’s true. But I don’t think it’s going to be much different this time.”

Taeyeon turned her head. “Excuse me? I think you’re wrong there, Miss Hwang.”

“Why is that, Miss Kim?” asked Tiffany without looking at Taeyeon.

“For one thing, there will be a lot more ‘indoor activities’,” Taeyeon smirked then snorted when she thought about what those activities would be.

“Pervert,” mumbled Tiffany as she finished what she was doing. “There.” She heaved a relieved sigh. “Done.”

“Good. Now zip that thing up, get it off the bed and kindly entertain me.”

Tiffany rolled her eyes. “Can’t. I promised Jessi dinner.” She turned around and went to her wardrobe to change.

“What? You’re going out?” Taeyeon sat up.

“Yes. She said she needed to talk to me about something. Probably her latest boyfriend.”

“How come I didn’t know this?”

“Didn’t I tell you to find your own dinner tonight?”

“Well, yeah but I thought it was meant as me deciding what we’re having for dinner tonight.”

“No. It means what it means. You’re on your own for dinner tonight,” said Tiffany.

She found the clothes she wanted to wear and moved towards the full-length mirror as she began undressing, fully aware of Taeyeon’s eyes on her.

“Since you’re leaving me alone for the rest of the day, kindly do me one last favor?” asked Taeyeon who had leaped off the bed and was now standing behind Tiffany.

“What?” Tiffany looked at Taeyeon through the mirror and smirked when she saw the woman snaking her arms around her waist. She knew how Taeyeon’s mind worked.

Taeyeon’s answer was a kiss on Tiffany’s shoulder and a tug at the hem of her panties.

“Now? But I have to meet Jessi in less than two hours.”

“I can drive you there in less than 30 minutes so you’re mine for the next hour and a half,” mumbled Taeyeon. Her lips never left Tiffany’s skin.

“Tempting. But that only leaves me a few minutes to get ready.” Tiffany tilted her head when Taeyeon’s lips reached her neck.

“Make it an hour then.” Taeyeon took the shirt from Tiffany’s hand, let it drop to the floor and began pulling Tiffany towards the bed. “Consider this a preview to our upcoming vacation.”

Tiffany had to laugh when she saw how quickly Taeyeon cleared her bed, placing her large suitcase on the floor after zipping it in record time.

“Less laughing, please.” Taeyeon grabbed Tiffany and was about to pull her again when Tiffany pushed her away.

“Now now. I thought I was the one in charge of entertaining you?” asked Tiffany as she shoved Taeyeon back, making her fall onto the mattress.

Taeyeon smirked, scooting up the bed and watched Tiffany climb on, hovering above her. She leaned up, meeting Tiffany’s lips in a sloppy kiss. “Entertain away, Fany.”

—-

“You’re late,” said Jessica the moment Tiffany sat down.

“Yeah. Sorry about that.” Tiffany raised her hand to call one of the waiters over.

“Let me guess, that shortstop refused to let you go?”

“She’s not that short,” argued Tiffany before she placed her order.

Jessica waited until Tiffany was done. “So what did you want to talk to me about?”

“First of all, should Taeyeon ask, you’re the one who arranged this meeting because you wanted to talk to me about your boyfriend. Got that?”

“What? Why?”

“Because I don’t want her to find out what I’m about to tell you.”

“Now this sounds promising,” said Jessica as she leaned forward. “What are you going to tell me anyway?”

“Well, Taeyeon and I are going on vacation tomorrow, right?”

Jessica nodded excitedly.

“I once promised her that I would never leave her so I was thinking about showing her how serious I am about that promise.”

“Huh?” Jessica raised her eyebrows for a second before it hit her. “You’re going to ask her to marry you?!”

“Sssh!”

“Sorry. But… really? Seriously?” Jessica began giggling. “Omo, Tiff… you got it bad. I was expecting Taeyeon to be the one who pops the question.”

“Does it matter who asks whom?”

“No but I just…” Jessica leaned back and smiled. “Never expected this.”

“Don’t tell anyone yet, okay? I want to surprise her.”

“And how are you going to do that?”

“That’s where you come in. I have a few ideas,” said Tiffany, reaching out for her bag to take her planner out. “I need your opinion on which one is best.”

Jessica propped her chin on her hand and watched Tiffany quietly, still with that amused smile on her face. “Who knew…”

“What? I always keep my promises.”

“I know that. I just never imagined you taking it this far,” said Jessica.

“A promise is a promise,” replied Tiffany. “Besides, there’s no one else I’d rather spend the rest of my life with.”