She was vaguely aware that Jungyeon had started rubbing her palm with a thumb and that somewhere in the corner of her eye moist was beginning to gather. She wouldn’t cry, that would be just pathetic.

“You could come over for a few nights,” Jungyeon said, warmth in her voice. “Maybe if they notice that you are gone they’ll learn to behave a bit. It’s worth trying.”

God, she could have kissed her just then.

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This is my humble little birthday present for twicetriggersme who asked for a 2yeon fic. She gave me a prompt which included a quote, six words and an item. I have hidden all those things in the story. This is pretty plotless, but hopefully not completely pointless. ;) I hope you all enjoy and HAPPY BIRTHDAY SERIBAE, I LOVE YOU. ♥