“Do you believe in fate? Match made from the heaven?”
 
“Nope.”
 
“Do you believe in love at the first sight?”
 
“No.” Taeyeon took off her glasses then set it aside. She saved up her work, turned to her left as she looking at Tiffany expectantly, earning a ‘what’ look from her girlfriend. “You’re kind of weird tonight.”
 
“Why?”
 
“I don’t know. Why are you suddenly asking me about all those stuff?”
 
“That’s not weird.” Tiffany put a long face as she threw a pillow at Taeyeon. “Couples discuss about it, you know.”
 
“But we don’t.”
 
“But we can start.” Tiffany folded her arms, sulking. “It’s romantic.”
 
“What is?” Taeyeon questioned her innocently.
 
The younger girl groaned. “You know what? Forget it.”
 
“Am I not romantic?” Taeyeon lifted her body from the floor to sit beside Tiffany.
 
“I thought you dated some people before you dated me?”
 
“What does it have anything to do with my question?”
 
“Did they never complain about you not being romantic?”
 
“I don’t remember.” Taeyeon shrugged easily. “Should I call them now?”
 
“Do that and you can say goodbye to our relationship.” Tiffany glared at her scarily.
 
Taeyeon had to laugh at that. Tiffany was so random tonight. She had agreed to stay over at Taeyeon’s studio apartment and spend the rest of long weekend with her. When Taeyeon picked her up after class this afternoon, nothing seemed out of place. Tiffany was as cheerful as always. But tonight – tonight, she was random and mellow.
 
“What’s on your mind, Tiffany?” Taeyeon poked her nose playfully. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make fun of you.”
 
Tiffany leaned at her back, letting the sofa sank under her weight. She closed her eyes and exhaled a breath. “You,” she paused. “You never called me anything other than Tiffany.”
 
“I call you Fany, sometimes.”
 
“You don’t get it, Taeyeon-ah.” She said with a small voice. “We’ve dated for what? Nine months, more or less, but never once you call me other than my name.”
 
Taeyeon blinked rapidly. “Oh.” Okay, maybe it was true, she was not bor