Byul-yi was having a Skype session in her office when Yongsun returned from a lunch meeting.

The blonde kept walking around her wife’s office, trying to gather the courage to talk and getting more and more anxious.

After logging off, the blue-haired woman stood up to stretch her legs and smiled at the blonde:

 __ Hey, sweetie! Why are you so tense?

Yongsun giggled at the fact her best friend in life knew her so well.

__ Nothing much. Just a tiring morning. Have you eaten?

__ Yes. Wheein had the kind act of buying something for me.

The older woman sighed and sat on the couch:

__ Good. I feel bad for not taking care of you. You would have even fed me personally if necessary.

Byul-yi sat beside her and smiled:

__ I would, but you do take care of me very often, too. Don’t blame yourself.

Yongsun glanced at her wife and asked:

__ Can we talk for a bit? Or you’re busy?

__ I will never be busy with you and Stella.__ The handsome, pretty woman declared with sweetness, but the other one felt aroused.

Clearing , the blonde said:

__ Thank you. So, I was thinking about the dog situation. Stella is an exceptional child and certainly deserves a pet but... Isn’t a dog too much responsibility for a 7-year-old? Are we ready to have our routines changed? What kind of dog should I buy?

Byul-yi caressed her friend’s leg and responded :

__ A dog will be perfect to be her best friend at home in the moments we are working. Stella can easily handle a middle-sized dog, for example. We don’t really have a routine, Yong. Last but not least, I don’t think we should buy a dog. Instead, let’s adopt one. She will feel happier by saving an animal.

__ You’re such a genius! I don’t know what I would do without you.__ The blonde exclaimed.

Byul-yi smiled and looked into her best friend’s eyes:

__ How about saying what it’s really on your mind?

The older one questioned:

__ What do you mean?

__ I could sense you were hesitating. And you would never hesitate to talk about pets.

Yongsun laughed with shyness and responded: 

__ Alright... But it’s embarrassing.

The blue-haired woman whispered:

__ It’s okay. It’s me. Or better saying, it’s us.

The gorgeous female giggled:

__ Yes, which makes things great. Yet, a little weird.

__ Okay. I can start.

The blonde woman exhaled with relief:

__ Really? Alright.

__ I know we didn’t use to see each other as