tzuyu liked to hold jihyo’s hand.

tzuyu likes the way that her longer fingers would intertwine with Jihyo’s, shorter, chubbier hands that awkwardly try to find comfort in tzuyu’s hand.

how jihyo was nervous, red and sweaty, tongue tied, when tzuyu held them; the type of cute reaction of being flustered whenever tzuyu tightened her grip as if to say, “ill always be here with and for you”.

she likes the way it makes her feel, in her chest, she felt like something was rising, which filled her with mysterious ecstasy. how addicting it was, to hold the hand of the woman that she loves.

she likes how bold she gets, whenever they hands intertwine, how she raises jihyo’s hands to her lips and stare daringly into jihyo’s nervous eyes. how tzuyu leans in as easy as cutting strawberries and kisses jihyo’s lips with no hesitation.

tzuyu liked their game of spotto; how easily her hands slide into jihyo’s hands at the name of the game and how eagerly they looked out the window for yellow cars. how tzuyu cheated by saying spotto to no image of a yellow car except inside her head; and jihyo’s successful attempts on using white/yellow trucks to her advantage- as well as her ridiculous luck, spotting a yellow truck and van two times in a row.

tzuyu liked how their hands instinctively bob up and down to no beat at all. how tzuyu moved her fingers to find the most comfortable position for not only her own fingers, but jihyo’s as well. tzuyu liked how jihyo would sometimes daydream and accidentally loosen her grip until she caught herself and gripped tighter on tzuyu’s hand.

tzuyu adored the parts when they both look at each other and the bobbing of the hand suddenly stops. as well as time: it stops. and suddenly, they’re looking into each others eyes. jihyo kept the eye contact, no matter how embarrassing it was for her.

tzuyu liked the warmth of jihyo’s hand- which gives heat throughout her entire body, warming her up effectively.

she liked the blissful ignorance of the other members teasing looks whenever she stared at jihyo (which was by the way, the entire time).

and yet tzuyu simply loved to hold jihyo’s hand.

a/n: hi, i'm sorry for the delay and for the really short chapter. I only thought of this last night XD so it definitely wouldn't be good. (mostly because I based it off on my own experience.... shhh >.<) it's just a short, fluff chapter, unlike the other, story-like chapters. ;D 

ok well, i'll be off, peace out~ :3