“TaeTae.”

“Tae baby.”

“Boo.”

“Babyyyyyy,” Tiffany finally whined after her desperate attempts to wake her girlfriend up by shaking her forearms and poking her clear cheek didn’t work. Even so, it seemed that her dearest singer lover was too deep in her slumber.

She wanted to understand.

For a homebody like Taeyeon, nap was highly necessary. But she couldn’t have it these days since she had been considerably more busy than the other members, with all her individual promotions and having to attend awarding events by herself.

Tiffany wanted to understand, really. But insomnia was truly a pain in the . Blame it on the Americano, she believed. And now she just wanted to talk for a bit, compromising with their lack of quality times.

She did not know what else would work, so she started peppering butterfly kisses on Taeyeon’s face. The shorter girl hummed a bit and chiselled her thin eyebrows after Tiffany kissed both of her closed eyelids. The adorable sight of the sleeping girl made it unable for Tiffany to hold back a soft chuckle, still progressing on landing soft kisses on Taeyeon’s flawless skin.

Feeling disatisfied by just pressing her lips on the smooth surface, she decided to claim Taeyeon’s lips. She started nibbling on the lower one, giving the upper a , and was about to go for the jawline.. when suddenly she felt Taeyeon kissed her back.

She smiled as she felt Taeyeon, too, smiled against her lips. They parted unwillingly and Taeyeon held her cheek, giving her a lazy kiss on the corner of the lips before smiling sleepily, her eyes half closed.

“What was that for?” Taeyeon’s raspy voice was slightly cracked, exhaustment was clear in it. Nonetheless the affection was still evident, making Tiffany eager to snuggle closer and wrapped her slender arm around the shorter girl’s waist and rested her head on the crook of her neck.

“I can’t sleep.”     

“Hmm.” Taeyeon sighed with her eyes closed, gently caressing Tiffany’s silky hair as she did. “Okay.”

“Just okay?” Tiffany was a bit annoyed by the nonchalance, but she was enjoying how Taeyeon’s steady breathing and running hand on her hair made her feel relaxed and a bit fuzzy.

“What do you want me to do then? Oh wait don’t tell me, I know.” Taeyeon turned her head to face her and grinned widely, her eyebrows moved up and down suggestively. She yelped when her was suddenly d.  

“Not that!”

“No?” Taeyeon pouted and her hand slid back to Tiffany’s hair. “Did you just reject to have