After Yuri left YoonA and Jessica after her shocking confession, the duo sat together on the bed.
They started talking about some events that just happened recently.
Yuri definitely got mentioned.

----Jessica's POV----

I sat by Yoona, leaning against the wall of our room.
She had her eyes focused intensely on me.
I couldn't help but think about what Yuri said.
And so, I wanted to discuss it with YoonA.

"YoonA..." I called out quietly.

"Hmm..?"

"What do you think Yuri was trying to say?" I asked.

YoonA paused and just shook her head.

"I don't know Sica..." She sighed and pulled her hair to one side.

As she did so, I spotted a shade of red on her neck.
I pointed to it and then asked.

"Did she do this?"

"Yes..." YoonA frowned and leaned her head onto my shoulder. "She was so aggressive to me..."

"It's alright YoonA." I her smooth cheeks with the tip of my fingers. "It's all okay."

"You don't mind?" YoonA looked up and held my arm tightly.

"Sure, I don't like it...But, it's Yuri." I shrugged. "She's strong."

I glanced out of the room to Yuri's room, wondering what she would be doing.
Why did she say she loved me?
Why after YoonA?

I couldn't bring myself to understand anything that has just happened.
Quietly, I just sighed and hugged YoonA.

YoonA had her arms around my waist, securing me tightly to her warm body.
Pulling me gently back, she came to my face and looked into my eyes.
Sparks were flying.
YoonA had eyes I could never complain about.

"YoonA..." I muttered.

"What is it?"

"Can you...kiss me as gently as you can?"

"I'll try..." She smiled and smacked her lips softly.

YoonA carefully approached my face, an let her lips touch my nose and slowly down to my lips.
While she fiddled with my hair, her lips made small yet intense movements on my lips.
Her every move was filled with caution.
In fact, it felt so good, that my tongue lost their control and went ahead, barging into YoonA's lips.

Of cause, she just giggled and happily locked with my tongue.
Pressing me down onto the ground and carefully sat gently on my thighs.
Her playful fingers ran around my body, tickling me.
Just as they reached my waist, she just held me there.

"Is this good enough?" She panted, saliva dripping onto my face as she pulled her tongue out of my numb mouth.

"Definitely YoonA..." I smiled. "This is what only I can have right?"

YoonA quietly nodded and looked straight.
I glanced at her eyes, telling me that she was thinking about something.
Fearing that she was hurt, I decided to crack an inappropriate joke.

"Were they big?" I asked.

"What were?" YoonA sat up and faced me, curious at what I asked.

"Yuri's..."

"Her what?" YoonA asked.

However, it dawned onto her mind quickly.
She immediately grinned and showed her dorky expression.

"They were so impressive." She winked playfully. "I want to..."

"Yah!" I interrupted. "Don't you go..."

"What? I just want to lie down."

"Oh..." I sighed.

YoonA giggled and laid back onto the bed, where I joined her side.
Pulling me onto her body, allowing me to lie on her shoulder.

"But seriously, were they big?" I continued, curious to what my "boy" thinks of them.

"These are better." She grinned and gave one of my humps a firm squeeze.

"That hurts!" I wailed after she released her grip on my chest.

"Sorry~" She sticked her tongue out and laughed. "And go take a shower Sica!"

"Oh, right." I said, recalling that I haven't showered.

I got up and went to take a shower.
When I came back, I was greeted with a surprise.

----YoonA's POV----

When Sica went ahead with her shower, I went to the kitchen to make a warm glass of milk for her.
I saw Seohyun sitting by the counter with her little book and sleeping.

"Seohyun ah...Seohyun." I called out to the silly girl.

"Mmm, huh? YoonA unnie?" She answered, waking up. "Is Sica unnie back?"

"Yes she is, why are you sleeping here?!" I asked.

The maknae stretched herself and packed her belongings that was lying all over the counter.
Shaking her head, she sighed.

"Hyoyeon unnie is drunk..." She trembled.

"Oh." I giggled, recalling Hyoyeon unnie's drinking habit.

"Ahh...I want my bed." She scratched her head in frustration.

"Come sleep with us then." I smiled and proceeded to warm the milk.

Seohyun looked up earnestly into my eyes.

"Can I unnie?"

"Sure you can, Sica won't mind." I assured her innocent expression.

"Okay then. Thanks unnie!"

"Why don't you go inside first. I'll go in after I warmed this milk."

Seohyun nodded and walked into our room with her book.
I quickly warmed the milk and prepared three glasses before heading into the room.

As I entered the room, Seohyun was just about to fall asleep.

"Seohyun ah, drink this milk before you sleep."

She sat up and slowly drank the milk.
This is when Sica entered the room, still drying her hair with the towel.

"Seohyun's here?" Sica asked.

"Hyoyeon unnie's drunk." I explained.

"I see..." Sica laughed

Her eyes turned their attention onto the cup I had on my hand.
The cup that was for her.

"What milk is that?" She asked.

"My...br-" I teased, making her eyes widen.

"My brand new carton of milk in the fridge." I laughed.

Sica laughed along with me and sat down on her bed, which I was already on.
She sipped the steaming cup of milk and flipped through her magazine.

"So what did President Lee want you for?" I asked, as I recalled her absence throughout the day after Inkigayo.

"I'm being casted YoonA." She looked up and smiled.

"Casted?"

Sica nodded and explained.

"Yeah, I'll be in a Musical 'Legally Blonde'."

"Ah really?" Seohyun asked, raising her eyebrows. "That's great unnie."

"Thanks, but that would mean lesser time with you all, lesser time with YoonA." She sighed.

"It's alright Sica, I'll always wait for you to come home." I encouraged. "Wait, are you going to turn blonde?"

"Yes YoonA..."

The thought if her being blonde made me excited. 
I couldn't wait to see her.
I didn't have to wait long though, she is heading to the salon tomorrow.

Unfortunately, I had a press conference and am unable to accompany her.
Asking Seohyun to do so, we just let ourselves for asleep after the long and tiring day.

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