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The next 4 days, I only managed to see Taeyeon twice. Twice! That is so not enough. She’s going to Japan on Monday, therefore everything has to be done by Friday. Thus, I only got a quick lunch on Wednesday and Thursday. But she told me they’re finishing everything up on Friday and we could hang out together on Saturday. I was excited and happy BUT when Saturday morning came, she told me her boss needed her to come to the office for last minute changes. I don’t know who the hell her boss is, but I surely hate her already.

 

Thereby, I’m having lunch only with Yuri and Sunny this Saturday. Jessica can’t come also because she promised to spend the day with her sister.

 

Speaking of Yuri, she finally confessed to me about having a crush on Jessica. I also told her about Jessica’s special friend. She’s only half relieved about it though, because she’s still sure Jessica doesn’t date girls. Although I never heard of Jessica having a boyfriend or having a date ever since I knew her, but my gay-dar can’t put a finger on her orientation. As I recall, I don’t think she has openly gushing about a guy (like Sunny) or ogling y ladies on the street (like Yuri). So the only way to know is to dig it out from her bestfriend, a.k.a. Lee Soonkyu who’s enjoying her meal at the moment.

 

I told Yuri that I’m going to ask Sunny about it. But she said it’d be useless since she was so sure Jessica is straight.

 

Well we’re going to know the truth about Jessica Jung right now.   

 

“Soonkyu-ah, can I ask you something?”

She’s in the middle of slurping her noodles but she looks at me, finish chewing, then she answers, “Huh? Why so formal? Of course you can.”

I’m not going to beat around the bush this time, “Is Jessica gay?”

She chokes. I don’t know because of what, since she clearly stopped chewing when she speaks, but maybe she still has leftover noodle on or something.

She starts to cough like mad and I pat her back roughly. Her breathing finally goes back to normal and Yuri gives her a drink.

“What the hell, Miyoung!” She looks at me wide-eyes after all the fiasco ended.

“What?” I look at her back, feigning innocence.

“No, no, no. Don’t tell me you’re giving up on Taeyeon and going after my other best friend!”

Now that got me real shock, “What in the world! Geez, I’m not interested in Jessica!”

“Then what’s with the question?”

“I’m just curious. I’ve never seen her dating anyone.”

Soonkyu narrow her eyes at me while Yuri is fidgeting hopelessly while looking away.  

“I’m serious. Taeyeon and I are making progress, okay? I’m just curious about Jessica because I never see her dating.”

Soonkyu raises her eyebrows before furrowing it in thoughts, “Now that I think about it, that is true. She hasn’t date for a long time, huh?”

“Is it because she hasn’t come out yet? She’s in denial or something?” I push Sunny further and hopefully it works.

She shakes her head, “Nah. Jessica likes guys.”

From the corner of my eyes, I can see Yuri’s slumping her shoulder. Poor her.

Sunny’s eyes suddenly twinkle, “But........”

That word again! “But what?” 

Even Yuri is looking up at her with expectant look now.

Sunny crosses her arms and pretends to sigh, “I don’t think I should tell you guys though.”

This little tease, “Oh come on, Soonkyu-ah! Why do you have to say that but decided not to tell anyway?!” I said in annoyance. 

She laughs, “Alright, alright. Those two probably won’t mind anyway since it happened way back when we’re in high school.”

“Those two?” Yuri finally speaks.

Sunny nods, “I’m going to tell you guys, BUT!”

I groan, “Seriously, Soonkyu?!”

She laughs again and points her forefinger at me, “You have to promise me you won’t freak out or turns awkward, okay?”

“What? Why?”

Sunny has a mischievous look on her face, “Jessica never dated girls and I suppose she’s straight, but she had a crush on a girl once when we’re still freshmen in high school. Can you guess who the girl is?”

I scrunch my face in confusion, but then I hear a soft whisper coming from Yuri,

 

“Taeyeon.”

 

What.the.hell.

 

Jessica liked Taeyeon? Kim Taeyeon? The Kim Taeyeon?! My Kim Taeyeon?!

 

*

 

That revelation from Sunny about Jessica liking Taeyeon back in high school is unsettling. Although it’s all in the past and Sunny said Taeyeon was in a relationship with her ex when it all happened, it still disturbs me somehow.

 

Yuri and I are currently on the subway on our way home right now. We’re going home sooner than usual because Sunny has a date and Yuri has a class tomorrow morning, so she wants to sleep in early tonight.

 

We both stay quiet since the subway is as silent as ghost town and I guess Yuri is also still processing what Sunny said about Jessica. Then my cellphone rings. I fish it out from my bag and see the caller: Kim Taeyeon.

 

A smile instantly tugging my lips, “Hello?”

“Hey, Fany. Where are you right now? Still hanging with the others?”  

“No, Yuri and I are on our way home actually. She has morning class tomorrow and Sunny has a date.”

“Oh.”

Yuri is looking at me, silently asking who’s on the other line, but I ignore her.

“Where are you? Finish with work?”

Yuri smirks when she realizes it’s Taeyeon.  

“Yep. I was going to join you guys.”

“Oh.” I’m a little bit disappointed. If only she finished sooner or we hung out longer, I could’ve met her today.

She clears , “I still want to meet you though. Are you tired? Do you want to meet up?”

She still wants to meet me? That’s it. We’re fated to be together for sure.

“Sure, Taeyeon-ah. Where do you want to meet up?”

Well now Yuri is wiggling her eyebrows at me.

“Ummm....... do you want to come over to my place? I’ll cook dinner for you.”

To Kim Taeyeon’s place and she’ll cook for me? Only idiots will say no to that, “Okay. Text me your address.”

“Great! Okay. I’ll see you at.... 7?”

“7 it is.”

“See you soon then, Fany-ah.”

“Okay. See you soon, Tae.”  

I hang up and Yuri is looking at me with a broad mischievous grin.

“’Text me your address’? You’re going to her place?”

“Yes. She wants to meet up.” I answer trying to keep my face calm even though a smile is about to split it.

Yuri chuckles, “You can stop acting cool, Fany-ah. I know you’re super excited. You better go home first and take the car though. Who knows what time will you go home.” she says teasingly.

I look away from her but she has a point. It’s not even 6 pm right now, but it’s better to bring my car rather than going home alone by public transportation later on.

 

*

 

I arrive in front of her apartment building and surely my heart keeps thumping faster. I’m nervous. I don’t know why, but I am.

I mean, we hang out just the two of us before. But I’ve never gone to her place. Moreover, she’s cooking for me!

I park my car in an empty spot and look at myself on the rear view mirror. Light make up, check. Hair, check. Decent clothes, check. Normal heartbeat, NOT CHECK! Gosh, I inhale and exhale to make my heart calmer before finally stepping out from the car.

 

I got inside the building and ride the elevator with excitement and nervousness. I take another deep breath when I stand in front of her door and press the doorbell. The door opened and revealed a very cute Kim Taeyeon decked out in an apron.

 

“Hi!” she chirps.

I automatically give out an eyesmile, “Hey~”

“Come on in!” she opens the door wider and gestures for me to come inside.

 

My first thought when I enter the premises is: Kim Taeyeon is not only cute but also rich. The place is amazing. It’s bigger than mine (I share my apartment with Yuri, remember that) and the furniture looks very fancy. I never thought Taeyeon’s abode would be like this. I picture her home would be cozy and homey, not grand and fancy.    

 

“Wow. This is luxurious, Tae.”

She chuckles and begins to walk ahead of me, “Thanks. But it’s not mine. I have to move out if I resign from my company.”

“Oh. No wonder.” I follow her and she turns around when we reach the living room.

“Fany-ah, I’m sorry, I rush to shop for the ingredients straight from the office, but I haven’t finished cooking, so is it okay if you wait for a little while?”

“Of course, it’s totally okay! No need to apologize, Taeyeon-ah. Let me help instead.” I feel sorry a little bit since she must be tired after going to work today.

She shakes her head and pushes my shoulder gently until I sit down on her couch, “No, you’re the guest. You shouldn’t lift a finger.” She hands me a remote before walking away. She turns around before she turns a corner and points at me while glaring oh-so-cutely, “Do not come to the kitchen, you hear me?”

I have to laugh a little at the empty threat and put up my hands in mock surrender, “Okay, okay. I won’t.”

Her supposedly scary glare turns into a grin before she disappears into the kitchen.

 

It’s not even a second, her head re-appears, “Oh, I almost forgot! You can drink that.” She points to the coffee table in front of the couch and she’s gone again before I can react.

There’s a lone soda can on the coffee table and it’s usually what I order when we had lunch. She remembers what I like. I’m smiling to myself at her little gesture.

I lean back on the couch and look around the luscious living room. The 65” LED TV in front of me is the least of my attention. I put the remote down and scan the whole room. There’s a shelf full of blu-rays beside the TV. Kim Taeyeon’s movie selection. Now that’s interesting.

I get up and go in front of the shelf. Scary movies, action movies, animations? I chuckle. Animation is very fitting of her. I scan the lower shelf and find more interesting genre. Well it’s not , but I recognize some of the titles to be NC-17.

 

Kim Taeyeon, who would’ve thought?

 

I straighten up and look around once again. Should I just watch TV while waiting? I open the soda can and drink. It makes me smile again, how she remembers little things about me. That urges me want to see her. Watching her cook dinner for me is way more interesting than whatever it is on TV.

 

So I walk the path she took to the kitchen and I stop at a doorframe to the kitchen, with the soda can on my hand, and basking in the glory of Kim Taeyeon’s back. Her hair is tied in a messy bun, her white shirt covering her torso nicely, and her skinny black jeans making her lower side looks y.         

 

“What are you making, chef?”

 

She yelps in surprise and turns around with a spatula in high alert.

I laugh when she clutches her chest with her free hand and shocked evidence on her face.

 

“Yah! Why did you have to scare me like that?”

I stop laughing but I don’t think I can stop smiling, “I didn’t mean to scare you.”

She pouts and puts down her spatula, “Well you did. What are you doing here anyway? I forbid you to come here, didn’t I?”

“I want to see you. What’s the point of me coming here if I watch TV by myself?”

Even though I’m a little bit embarrassed saying it out loud, but a shy small smile is what I get in return. Embarrassment paid off.

“Fine. You can see me cook. I will accept audience, but I won’t accept help. You’re still my guest whatsoever,” she points at one of the stool on an island, “so sit there and enjoy the view.”

With that, she turns around and resumes cooking while I hop on the stool and sips my drink leisurely.

Definitely better than any cooking show on TV.

 

*

 

“Where did you guys have lunch today?” she initiates a conversation while still cooking.

“Oh, you know, at the mall. Where else?” I chuckle.

She turns her head for a split second and shows a small smile before returning to her cooking, “We need to find other place to hang out, huh?”

“Yeah. I think we should.”

She turns off the stove and moves the mouth-watering dish to plates, “What did you guys talk about? Did I miss out on anything?”

I begin to tell her about Sunny’s date and the ordeal about Jessica liking her in the past comes to mind. I didn’t get to voice it out since I got distracted when I see the food she cooked for me. It looks very appetizing. She takes off her apron and we move to the dining room.

 

“Hope you like it, Fany-ah. Let’s eat, shall we?”

“I’m sure I will. This looks very delicious, Tae.” I pick up my utensil and dig in.

 

Oh my goodness. Kim Taeyeon is definitely a catch. She’s cute, rich, and a very good cook!

 

“Wow! Oh my, this is sooooo good, Taeyeon-ah!”

She smiles and begins to eat too, “Glad you like it.”

“I love it!”

“I should cook more for you then.”

I opted to give her my smile because partly my mouth is full and I don’t want to say anything stupid since my brain is turning into a mush at the moment.   

 

We continue to talk about other things until ‘Jessica liked Taeyeon’ comes to my mind again.

 

“Soonkyu told us a little bit about you and Jessica back in high school.”

Taeyeon raised her eyebrows, “Oh? What about?”

I try to sound unconcerned, “That Jessica had a crush on you.”

She chuckles, “Oh, that. I didn’t know what came into her. But I think she was confused back then.”

“Did you... did you like her back?” I ask quietly.

She’s looking at me with twinkle in her eyes, “No. I was already in a relationship with my ex.”

What? That’s not the answer I was looking for. I was hoping she’d say ‘No, I only see her as bestfriend’.

“So you’d like her back if you weren’t in a relationship?”

“I didn’t even like girls in that way back then.”

Still not the answer I want to hear. What is she trying to say????? Is there a chance that she does like Jessica?!

“What about now then? You like her in that way?”

She bursts out laughing.

“What? What? Why are you laughing?”

She calms down and begins to pick up the used utensils, “You’re the jealous type, aren’t you?”  

That got my cheeks burning, “I’m not!”

She chuckles, "I never like Jessica in that way. She's like a sister to me." she proceeds to bring the used utensils to the kitchen, “Let’s watch a movie. It’s not that late, right?”

I have calmed down and I approach the sink where she puts the dirty dishes, “Sure. But let me clean this up. It’s the least I can do after the delicious dinner you made.”

She grabs my hand that’s about to touch the dishes and pulls me away from the sink, “No, no. I won’t let my guest wash the dirty dishes. What kind of a host I am?”

“But-”

“No buts!” she’s still holding my hand and walk to the living room with me in tow.

 

We sit on the couch and she lets go of my hand to turn on the TV.

“Wait here, I’ll go get the movie.” She stands up and goes to her room.

She comes back with a blu-ray on her hand.

 

“Ta-da!”

She shows me a classic romantic movie I told her months before. We were talking about our preference for movie’s genre and I started to list my favorite romantic movie.

 

With a smile tugging on my lips, I ask her, “You want to watch this?”

“Yes. You said it’s number 1 on your romantic-movie-I-have-to-watch-before-I-die list.” She grins and puts the blu-ray on the player.

 

I don’t know if I can stretch my smile any wider. She really remembers everything I told her.

 

“I still can’t believe you haven’t watch it though. I bet every woman on this universe watched it at least once.”

She laughs while sitting on the couch near me, “Don’t exaggerate, Hwang Miyoung.”

“It’s true!”

“Well I’m watching it right now, okay? Oh, hey, you want popcorn?”

“I’m still full though.”

“Okay, press play then.”

 

We watch the movie in comfortable silence and no matter how many times I’ve watched it already, I still got those fluttering feelings when romantic scenes come up.

 

The scene where the main characters are going to have their first kiss is coming up and images of our first kiss flash in my mind. That’s a bad first kiss compare to what I’m going to see on screen. They’re doing it on a garden and there will be fireworks. Real fireworks. That is one awesome first kiss.

 

Mine and Taeyeon’s are done under the influence of alcohol with morning cartoon in front of us. Worse, she fled afterwards.

 

The scene finally comes and I unknowingly sigh. Feeling envious of a movie. That makes me want to sigh again, but Taeyeon interrupts me.

 

“What?”

I turn my head toward her, “What?”

“Why are you sighing?” eyebrows rose and she looks curious.

“No reason.” I turn my attention back to the TV screen.

“Ow come on, tell me.”

I ignore her.

“Fany-ah.” She pokes my waist.

“It’s nothing.” I scoot away without looking at her. How could I say I sighed because I wanted our first kiss resemble the one we’re watching now?

“Must be something.” she pokes my waist again. The pokes turn into tickles.

I laugh and try to grab her hands, “Yah, stop it!”

“Not until you tell me!”

I fall back on the couch because of her adamant attempt, but I succeed in holding her wrists and-

 

Omo. This is a perfect set up for a kiss.  

 

She hovers over me as our gazes locked. My hold on her wrists loosen and-

 

She quickly freed herself, grabs my foot, and tickles me again.

 

Damn.

 

“Yah! Yah! Stop!” If waist is a weak spot, then foot is weaker. I can’t stop laughing.

“Tell me why you sighed!”

I flail my arms in effort to stop her but failed miserably.

“Okay, fine! I’ll tell you!”

She lets go of my foot with victorious grin on her face.

 

Ugh. What am I supposed to do now?   

 

I sit up and tidy myself.

“So?”

I take my time before answering her and I choose to look at the TV again. Well, no use of lying at this point I think. She already knows how I feel towards her anyway.

 

“I wish our first kiss was like that.”

My whole face is warm thanks to my own confession. But I don’t hear any reaction from her, so I steal a quick glance at her.

She’s looking straight at me with an amused smile.

What’s that supposed to mean?

I don’t want to dwell in my embarrassment though. So I continue to watch the movie, but I can still feel her eyes on me.

“Stop staring, Taeyeon. You already miss some of the scenes.”

I hear a chuckle, “Yes, Ma’am.”

 

 

The movie ends and Taeyeon agreed it’s a wonderful movie and insist we watch her number 1 movie on her list next time. I decided to go home since it’s a little bit late already.

 

“Thanks for the dinner and movie, Taeyeon-ah. I had fun.” I smile sincerely at her and she beams a smile back at me.   

“Me too.”

I put my shoes on and straighten up. She’s standing in front of me and I’m leaning in to kiss her cheek.

 

Just when I’m about to have contact, she turns her head.

 

Oh my God. Her lips. On mine.

 

I’m about to pull back but her hands grab my head and she starts kissing me.

 

Omo omo omo omo omo omo omo omo omo omo omo omo omo omo omo omo omo.

 

It’s gentle. It’s sweet. It’s perfect.

 

My mind is still in a daze when she pulls away.  

 

“Sorry there are no fireworks.” She says breathlessly.   

I open my eyes slowly, “This isn't our first kiss though.”

She pulls away a little bit more, “Did you mean that morning in your apartment is our first kiss?”

“Well yeah.”

She shakes her head, “Nuh-uh. We’re both a little bit tipsy that time and it’s not even a proper kiss!”

I smile. She’s right. This is a better first kiss. “Okay, okay. Whatever you say, Taeyeon-ah.” I wrap my arms around her waist.

I want to taste her lips again. I’ve waited for so long, I won’t settle with just one kiss tonight, “Can we have our second kiss now then?”

She grins, “Before that. I want to ask you something.”

Feeling a little bit annoyed because I’m about to lean in again, I say curtly, “What is it?”

“Be mine? Officially?”

The butterflies that currently flying in my stomach is joined by elephants, monkeys, and all animals there is.

My face automatically forms a wide smile, “I thought you’d never ask.”

 

With that, she smiles and leans in to kiss me the second time tonight.

 

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