Chapter Eight

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"Taeyeon, the police department wants to meet with you to talk about what happened," Tiffany spoke, looking at the girl who was sitting on her couch, watching TV. Taeyeon frowned, "Do I have to go?" Tiffany let out a small smile, "They need more evidence," Taeyeon looked at Tiffany, "Will you come with me?"

Tiffany smiled, "Of course!" she exclaimed, which made Taeyeon's heart calmer, "Okay, let's go then," she said, getting up from the couch. Tiffany smiled and said something on the phone before hanging up, "Siwon is already there with Jessica as witnesses,"

Taeyeon watched as the red head grabbed a jacket before glancing at Taeyeon, who was in short sleeves. Tiffany looked Taeyeon up and down before rushing to her room, coming out with a black sweater, "Here, you can wear this for now. It's cold outside and I don't want you to get sick,"

This time, Taeyeon gladly accepted the sweater, not forgetting to smile at Tiffany.

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The questioning had gone by smoothly until the officer asked to see physical signs of Taeyeon getting abused. The question made Taeyeon freeze and she stiffened in her seat. Tiffany, who was watching Taeyeon from outside the questioning room, clenched her fist as she noticed Taeyeon's change.

Moving her jacket over, Taeyeon showed the officer her bruised neck quickly before covering herself up again. The officer nodded, "That's all for now, Ms. Kim. Thank you," Taeyeon bowed her head before leaving the room that was making it hard for her to breath. Exiting the room, Taeyeon was greeted by Tiffany, "Hey, let's go get something to eat for lunch," she suggested.

Taeyeon nodded, looking down at the ground as she followed Tiffany out of the police station and into Tiffany's car. "Where do you want to eat?" Tiffany asked the older girl as she put her seat belt on. Taeyeon shrugged and Tiffany noticed how Taeyeon was suddenly not as talkative as the night before. It worried Tiffany because she thought she had finally cracked Taeyeon's shy shell.

"Take out?" Tiffany asked, starting the engine as the car began to heat up. Taeyeon nodded, she'd rather eat privately at Tiffany's apartment than go out in public. "Pizza?" Tiffany asked, pulling out of the parking lot. Taeyeon looked up, "Let's get noodles," she finally spoke.

Tiffany looked over, "Noodles? Okay, sure. Where do you want to go?" Taeyeon looked around, seeing the busy streets, "Let's go to the place where I work, the one near the college," Taeyeon said and continued to talk, "After we eat, I can just work," Tiffany nodded, "Okay," she responded and drove to the noodles place.

As they drove, Taeyeon looked out the window, leaning her head on the car door. The red head glanced over and couldn't help but smile a little at how innocent Taeyeon looked at the moment. As Tiffany looked away, Taeyeon looked at Tiffany and saw the smile. Her lips curved up and the small dimple showed at her chin.

Tiffany's smile was contagious.

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After the two ate noodles together, Taeyeon put her apron on. Tiffany looked at Taeyeon, "What time do you want me to pick you up?" Taeyeon looked at Tiffany as she struggled to tie the apron around her back, "Pick me up?" she questioned. Tiffany stood and walked behind Taeyeon, swatting the girl's hand away as she tied the apron for her. Despite it being a small gesture, Taeyeon's heart felt fuzzy.

"Well, yeah. You're sleeping at my place again," Tiffany stated, tying the apron. "I am?" Taeyeon asked, pulling out a notepad and a pen. Tiffany stood in front of Taeyeon after finishing, "Of course. I'm not letting you sleep.." Tiffany trailed off, remembering that they were in public and she shouldn't be talking about Taeyeon being homeless.

Taeyeon nodded her head, showing she knew what Tiffany meant, "Thanks," she mumbled, playing with the pen. Tiffany patted Taeyeon's head, "No problem, so what time do I pick you up?" Taeyeon glanced at the clock, "I have late shift today, so around twelve," Tiffany nodded, "Okay, see you later, Tae," she called out casually as she exited the shop.

Taeyeon grinned and shook her head, Tae.

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"You can shower, you know where everything is," Tiffany called out as she walked to the kitchen. As Taeyeon entered the apartment, she already felt comfortable, and she didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing, "Okay," she responded, though Tiffany couldn't hear her.

Taeyeon took a quick shower before exiting the bathroom, in Tiffany's pink sweat pants and white tanktop. The older girl couldn't help but feel a bit guilty, using Tiffany's shower, wearing Tiffany's clothes. She still wasn't quite used to recieving things from Tiffany. But, surely, she'll get used to it.

As Taeyeon walked out, she saw Tiffany getting herself comfortable on the couch with a thin blanket on top of her. "What are you doing?" Taeyeon questioned as she got closer, leaning on the side of the couch. Tiffany looked up at Taeyeon, "Well, I'm sleeping on the couch," Taeyeon raised an eyebrow, "But this is your apartment, you should sleep in your room," 

"Yeah, but you're the guest," Tiffany countered. Taeyeon eyed Tiffany, "Then why don't we share the bed, we did it yesterday," Tiffany was surprised that Taeyeon had suggested that, she thought Taeyeon would still need more time to get used to it, but she thought wrong, "Oh, okay," Tiffany smiled and pushed the blanket off of her, "Let's go then, I'm tired,"

Taeyeon nodded, she was tired too.

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As the two got comfortable in bed, the distance between them was nonexistent, considering the size of Tiffany's bed. Tiffany looked at the ceiling, "We have classes tomorrow," she pouted, whining. Taeyeon hummed in response, she wasn't looking forward to school either.

After a moment of silence, Taeyeon spoke again, "Do you think he'll get put in jail?" she asked, referring to the man who had abused her. Tiffany turned her head and looked at Taeyeon, who was staring blankly at the wall, "I'm positive he will," she spoke. Taeyeon turned, staring into Tiffany's eyes, "And if he doesn't?"

Tiffany thought about what she should say, but she didn't know what. Taeyeon sighed, breaking the eye contact with the younger girl, "It doesn't even matter if he does get jailed. There's always going to be more people who do worse things to other innocent people. That's just how humanity is, it's cruel," Tiffany scanned Taeyeon's face, she noticed how the girl would have random moments of speaking and it intriqued her.

"Even if he doesn't get jailed, nothing will happen to you," Tiffany finally said in a small voice. Taeyeon's ears perked up, her back facing Tiffany, "How can you be so sure?" Tiffany moved around in the bed for a moment before speaking again, "I won't allow him to do anything,"

And Taeyeon knew that Tiffany was definitely going to be someone who will break her heart sooner or later. 

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"Taeyeon-ah, wake up, school starts in a couple hours," Tiffany cooed, gently moving Taeyeon's shoulder. The older girl groaned and hid her face in the pillow, inhaling the scent of strawberries. Tiffany patted Taeyeon's back, "Come on, TaeTae," she spoke softly.

"I'm so tired," Taeyeon groaned. Tiffany's eyes furrowed in worry, knowing how hard Taeyeon had worked the day before, "I know, but come on, we only have one class today," she pointed out, trying to sound cheerful. Taeyeon slowly sat up, her hair covering her face. Tiffany giggled, after two months of living with Taeyeon, she'll never get over how cute the older girl looks when she first wakes up.

Tiffany used her fingers to move the black hair away from Taeyeon's face, "Aigoo, look at the poor TaeTae," she cooed as if she were talking to a baby. Taeyeon swatted Tiffany's hands away gently and swung her legs over the bed, her eyes still half closed. Tiffany smiled, walking to Taeyeon's side and rubbing her hand up and down Taeyeon's back, "After the class you can sleep all day," she pointed out.

Taeyeon nodded and got up, dragging her feet to the bathroom. Tiffany giggled again, Taeyeon sure was a cute, sweet person when you get to know her.

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Taeyeon threw her body onto the couch, "So tired," she groaned. Tiffany placed her bag down and sat next to Taeyeon, patting her lap, "Here," Tiffany spoke. Taeyeon lifted her head and placed it onto Tiffany's lap as she closed her eyes, feeling Tiffany's gentle fingers run through her hair. Tiffany looked at Taeyeon's calm face, "We should dye your hair,"

The older girl took calm breaths, "Why?" she mumbled. Tiffany shrugged, "Black makes you seem to scary," Taeyeon peeked an eye open, "I'm scary?" Tiffany's eyes shrunk as she smiled, giggling a bit, "A little bit," Taeyeon closed her eye again, "What color should I dye it?" Tiffany smiled even wider, "Would you?"

Taeyeon opened her eyes and looked up at Tiffany, bringing her hand up and gently touching the ends of Tiffany's long red hair, "Sure, what color though?" Tiffany scanned Taeyeon's face, "Blonde," Taeyeon looked at Tiffany as if she were crazy, "Blonde?" she asked. Tiffany nodded, "I think it'd suit you," Taeyeon decided just to take Tiffany's words for it as she closed her eyes.

"Okay, fine, blonde it is," she mumbled under her breath as she heard Tiffany's excited giggles, a smile forming on her lips. She spoke again, "But not today, I'm to tired," Tiffany continued to run her fingers through Taeyeon's hair, "Right,"

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I really just turned this into another fluff story. I can't help it >.< There goes the angsty mood HAHA.

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