Tiffany brought a cautious hand to caress the blonde's cheek,wiping away the tears she so desperately tried to  hold back.

It hurt her deeply to see the woman she secretly loved cry,especially after she vowed to protect her leader in every way possible.

Holding the latter in her arms,it felt to Tiffany that her words held no truth.

"Taeyeon.." the brunette whispered,cupping her face with such tender love and care. "Don't cry. Please?"

An essay of words sat at the tip of youngest tongue. Desperately the singer wanted to tell the crying girl everything would be alright and that she'll have her back regardless of any situation.

Seeing the oldest of the two broken and sniveling made Tiffany realize how much of a facade the leader's confidence was. Threading fingertips down the the woman's velvet strands, the brunette lead Taeyeon to the shared dressing room in an attempt to shield her from the burning gazes of confusion and even concern.

"*sniffle* Tiffany?"

"Yes Taeyeon?"

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"For being such a good friend."