05/29/17
 

Taeyeon quietly opened the door of the apartment and walked inside, tiredly dragging her suitcase behind her.
 

She was beyond exhausted. She just had her concert in Thailand a few hours ago, and then she immediately had to go straight to the airport, take a red eye, and come back to Korea.
 

She let her eyes adjust to the darkness of the room, as only a small lamp by the sofa lit up the entire area, before she navigated her way through.
 

As she walked, she contemplated on what she would do before she slept tonight.
 

She was too tired to shower; she felt like she would fall asleep inside the bathroom if she attempted to do so. She would just have to throw on some pajamas and collapse on her bed. God, she could hardly wait to succumb to sleep.
 

She slowed her pace once she caught sight of the first door to her right, fully coming to a stop before it.
 

Hmm. Maybe she could add a little something to her agenda tonight.
 

She made her way into the room on the other side of the hallway, leaving her suitcase near the door. She searched through her drawers and quickly changed into a loose gray shirt and plaid shorts.
 

She immediately left her room and walked back towards the first one she had encountered. Taeyeon unconsciously had a smile on her face as she slowly twisted the doorknob and made her way inside.
 

Her smile grew as she stared at the lump underneath the blankets, lit by the small pink nightlight at the corner of the room. She walked towards her primary destination for the night, moving towards the right side of the bed, where the lump was.
 

Taeyeon fondly gazed at the woman with sleep-disheveled hair, whose right leg was peeking out from beneath the blankets.
 

She alleviated her curiosity, tenderly gliding her fingers across the strands covering the gorgeous face. She twisted a little of the newly dyed blonde hair around her fingers, enrapt. It’d been a while since she saw such a shade on the girl. It suited her, but she would miss the dark locks that mirrored the color of Tiffany’s beautiful eyes.
 

The sleeping woman shifted a little from her ministrations, but didn’t wake.
 

Taeyeon couldn’t help but affix her gaze on the blonde’s bare leg. It looked so soft and smooth, and Taeyeon knew that it felt exactly as it seemed. A dozen memories of legs wrapped around her waist, tangled around her own, and tightening against her head flitted through her mind.
 

She bit her lip in contemplation. Should she—? It’d been weeks. It had been driving her insane, the lack of physical and intimate contact. Their busy schedules and international trips had prevented them from seeing each other face-to-face.
 

They’ve been together for years, but Taeyeon could never get enough. Highly doubted she ever will. There would always be something new to learn, to appreciate, to love about her partner, and this did not just apply in bed. And once Taeyeon discovered such a thing, she would inevitably fall a little deeper, if it were possible.
 

As much as she craved to feel Fany’s skin against her own, she realized that she might be too exhausted tonight. She didn’t want to fall asleep in the middle of the session, especially if she were helping Tiffany reach her . She decided that maybe she’d have enough energy tomorrow morning, which was just a few hours away; they both had a noon schedule, so sleeping in wasn’t much of an option. Taeyeon was just glad that they had the same schedule together, since they were recording songs for their upcoming album. She missed spending time with the girl. Her girl.
 

After giving one last appreciative glance at Tiffany, she walked towards the other side of the bed and carefully laid down on it, trying not to jostle the mattress too much. She gently lifted the covers to insert her body beneath them. The moment she did so, the addicting scent of Tiffany wrapped around her and comforted her momentously. It was so easy to fall asleep now, but she resisted the call of her dreams to slowly shift towards the sleeping woman beside her, whose back was facing her.
 

Taeyeon tenderly wrapped her right arm around Tiffany’s waist, and her breath caught in when her hand made contact with warm, supple skin. Tiffany’s shirt must have ridden up during her slumber.
 

Taeyeon felt the younger girl’s muscles contract beneath her fingers before she heard Tiffany mumble “Mmm? Taeyeon?”
 

Taeyeon pulled herself closer to Tiffany in response, burying her face on the blonde’s clothed back and laying a kiss there.
 

Tiffany slowly turned to face her, Taeyeon’s arm now caressing the small of her back, absentmindedly tracing abstract patterns across her skin.
 

“Did you just get back?” The blonde asked her, squinting as she adjusted to the light. Tiffany’s voice had become even huskier than normal due to sleep, and it was the iest thing Taeyeon had ever heard. Okay, maybe second iest. Tiffany’s husky moans totally came first.
 

“Yeah, I’m sorry I woke you up.”
 

Tiffany smiled at her, shaking her head as if to say that it was truly no problem at all.
 

They both gazed at each other, delicately tracing each other’s features with their eyes. They rarely needed words to express their love for one another. It was in every look, every smile, and every caring gesture they made. This came in handy as it was difficult for them to make public declarations of love. All that mattered was that they both knew.
 

Taeyeon watched as Tiffany brought her hands to Taeyeon’s newly-dyed hair, much like what the former had done moments ago.
 

“I like it, Tae,” Tiffany said with an affectionate smile.
 

“You say that to all my hairstyles.”
 

“But that’s because I like them all. You could be bald and I’d still love you.”
 

Taeyeon couldn’t help but let out a snort at that.
 

“Please don’t shave your head, though. It wouldn’t be possible for you to execute y hair-flipping choreography.”
 

Taeyeon laughed harder. Then she couldn’t help but lean in and give Tiffany a loving kiss.
 

Tiffany still had not stopped combing through the strands, especially the dyed tips. “How very Red Velvet of you,” she said, amusement lighting up her eyes.
 

“I know, right? I’m such a good sunbae.”
 

Tiffany shook her head at the remark, finally letting go of Taeyeon’s hair to cup her lover’s cheek. She leaned in and brushed her lips against the older woman’s.
 

The kiss went on and on, neither one wanting such a beautifully romantic feeling to end. They took turns in trapping each other’s upper and lower lips between their own, taking great pleasure in finally being able to taste each other after such a long time.
 

Eventually, they had to break apart for air. Taeyeon chose to nuzzle her face against Tiffany’s neck, wrapping her arms tighter around the blonde. Tiffany did the same with her arms in response, and she began to slowly brush through Taeyeon’s hair with one hand, allowing Taeyeon to snuggle against her even further.
 

“Sleep, baby. Congratulations on the concert, by the way. I don’t even have to watch fancams to know that you did perfectly.”
 

Taeyeon sleepily smiled against Tiffany’s neck at the latter’s compliment. She wanted to respond, but her eyes had already drooped close, the warmth of Tiffany’s body enveloping her and giving her just the right amount of warmth and comfort to help her fall asleep.
 

I’m home.

A/N:

This is totes what happened don't even deny it guys.

And wow it was against my nature to regard Fany as the blonde one. My mind was like "NUUUUU"