Rule #1

September 8, 2014 in lau0601, oneshots by lau0601

another random drabble, courtesy of my brief summer trip to singapore.

Just as Taeyeon touched the doorknob, her phone rang.

“You’re kidding me.” She sighed and swung her bag around, rummaging for her phone. Taking a look at the caller ID, she tucked the phone under her chin. “Hello?”

Hey, where are you?

“I’m outside.” Taeeon struggled to keep the phone from slipping as she wrestled the key into place. Why was this so difficult?

Wait…you’re outside the apartment?”

“Yeah. Are you home? Can you open the door for me, please? We really need to get a new key.”

There was a muffled crash from behind the door. “Crap.” Taeyeon paused, frowning.

“Everything okay? Tiffany?”

Uh, yeah. Just give me a second.

“Okay.” Taeyeon put the keys back into her pocket. She sniffed the air. Weird smell. Just then, another quiet curse came over the phone. “Tiffany? What’s going on? Can you open the door?”

Sorry, I’ll be right there. Gimme a moment.”

Taeyeon sighed. “What are you doi—“

Just then, the door opened, revealing a cheerful Tiffany. “Hello! Welcome home!”

“You’re smiling a little too much. What did you do?” Taeyeon narrowed her eyes, putting her phone back into her bag.

“What? Nothing! Nothing happened!”

“Uh-huh.” Taeyeon sniffed again. And again. Her face changed. “Oh. Oh my god. You did not.”

“What? What are you talking about?” Tiffany’s grin faltered slightly under Taeyeon’s unblinking glare. Backing away into the room, she swallowed nervously.

“Nope. Not doing this.” Taeyeon turned around and walked out the door.

“Where are you going? Taeyeon!”

“Away.”

“Wait!” Tiffany tiptoed gingerly down the hallway and grabbed Taeyeon’s arm. “Wait, I’m sorry. I thought you were going to be back later!”

“So you were going to break the rule behind my back?”

Tiffany hung her head. “I’m sorry. I thought it would be okay, just once.”

“You know how much I hate it. I can still smell it from here, now that the door is open. Ugh.”

“I thought maybe the smell would go away by the time you came back. I’m really sorry.”

Taeyeon grimaced. “It’s okay. But where’d you even find it?”

“Hyoyeon! She just pressed the doorbell this morning, left a box outside and fled.”

“Bangkok again, eh? Why can’t she just bring back normal souvenirs, like pens or something?”

“Why does Hyoyeon do anything?”

Taeyeon rolled her eyes. “That girl. Well, I guess there’s nothing to be done about this. You should finish it – will you still be hungry after? I’ll go buy some stuff for dinner.”

“Thanks, Taeyeon. I’m sorry about this.”

“Don’t worry about it. Just…destroy all evidence of it in the next hour. I’ll be back by then, okay? One hour.”

Tiffany waved to Taeyeon as she disappeared into the lift. Breathing a sigh of relief that she wasn’t murdered, she returned to the apartment and cracked open the next durian.