"Do you want to go down to the beach?" Amber asked as they put away their bags and took turns taking a shower to clear off the travel dust. 

"I'm sleepy now," Krystal admitted. "Go without me. I'll join you in a few minutes." 

Amber took her hand and peeled her off the mattress. "You can sleep in one of the lounge chairs. I refuse to be away from you for one single minute."

Krystal grinned and fell against her chest, planting a kiss on her chin since she didn't feel like making the effort to reach her lips. "Fine. I'm wearing this though," she said, gesturing to the little sundress she had on.

"And I wanted to see you in a bikini so bad," Amber pouted. She was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. She kissed her cheek. "Come on. I haven't been to the beach since I was five."

They left their hotel room, Amber barely remembering to tuck the room key into her pocket. They had arrived nearly two hours ago and had luckily found a cab driver to take them directly to their hotel. Amber had been impressed by how nice the hotel was and to find out their package included breakfast and dinners in the afternoons. She wouldn't have to spend very much of her own money. 

Krystal hugged her back. "Thank you for bringing me," she said as they sank down on spare whicker lounge chairs under wide, white umbrellas. "Now don't bother me for the next half hour, this feels amazing and I plan to rest up so I'll have a lot of energy tonight." 

Amber laughed. "You're crazy."

"About you," she murmured as she drifted off.

Amber looked over at her, long strands of dark hair fanning in the wind. She rolled over and laid on her stomach so she could look at her beautiful girlfriend as she fell asleep. "I'm crazy about you too." 

"I know there's supposed to be a theater around here somewhere," Amber said, turning this way and that on the cobbled path. 

"I knew we should've just gone somewhere else."

"But I want to watch this movie with you. And the theater is supposed to be nice and cozy. The air is a lot cooler than I thought it would be at night."

Krystal put her hands on her hips and looked at a little building across the street from them. 

"Is that it?"

Amber turned to look at it and blew air through her nose when she noticed the building for sale sign out front. "It must've shut down recently. I'm sorry." 

She could see the disappointment and frustration on Krystal's face, but also a spark of fun in her eyes. 

"Well, there's also an abandoned furniture store right there. Want to see if there's still some beds or sofas in there?" 

"We could get arrested!" 

"Not if no one sees us," Krystal laughed, grabbing Amber's arm and pulling her around the back of the building. "Ooh, a broken window." 

"Oh my god, you're going to get us murdered. Where's the delicate, high-class Krystal Jung I thought I knew?" 

Krystal tossed her hair and sniffed inelegantly. "When have I ever been delicate?" She pushed Amber. "Go on, climb in." 

"Ew, ew, so many people probably already had and other things in there if there are beds and stuff. Let's just go back to our hotel." 

Krystal stomped her foot. "We should've never left the hotel in the first place. I brought new lingerie and everything." 

They left the abandoned buildings and headed back to the road, finding a bus that was still running to take them back to the hotel. "Okay, but I actually want to explore a bit more when we're both not tired. I haven't been out of Seoul in ages." 

Amber smiled when Krystal put a hand on her knee and slid it up her thigh a little bit. "Alright. I just feel like my hormones are flying all over the place since I'm having a little break from college and endless business meetings. It's like my body is screaming for something right now. Sorry if I'm going overboard."

"I don't mind. I love it. I want it too, I just want to savor it I guess." 

"You mean keep putting it off until I'm mentally unstable?" 

She laughed at her girlfriend's dramatics. "Yeah. Maybe that."  She kissed her. "I love that you don't mind being seen with me.  You're amazing, Jung Soo Jung." 

"Who wouldn't want to be seen with you? You're gorgeous." 

Should I tell you that I think I'm in love with you or is it too soon? Amber wondered but quickly shook the thought from her mind. They were too young and both working too hard on different things. Maybe...if they were still together in a year or two, maybe then. She really hoped that Krystal felt the same way. She didn't have much to offer besides her love. She hoped that would change soon, but she wasn't sure, and Krystal was used to a certain life.

She pinched her other thigh to make herself to stop thinking about so many things so far away. It was best to enjoy what they had now.

"We're finally back!" Krystal cheered when she saw the hotel coming into view around a corner. "Wait until you see my nightgown. Your jaw is going to drop to the floor." 

Amber believed her. Just wearing jeans and a t-shirt she made Amber feel incredibly unbalanced. What was she going to do when the woman wore something meant to turn her on?

They got off the bus and raced into the hotel, giggling and kissing in the elevator. 

"I'm going to order room service," Amber said. "We should have something fancy." 

"I don't need anything fancy," Krystal said, tugging at the hem of her shirt. 

"Aww, come on. Some wine. Some fancy bread. Some cheese. Fruit!" 

Krystal sighed with a happy smile and laid her head on Amber's shoulders. "Fine. Whatever you want you romantic torturer. But I'm going to change into my lingerie and you're going to have to just sit there and watch me nibble away on your silly fruit while you can't touch me." 

"Who's going to stop me?" Amber asked, sliding her fingers under the hem of Krystal's shirt and massaging her fingers against her smooth waist. "You?" 

Krystal tried not to show how much she liked what Amber was doing. "Maybe." 

"Maybe?" 

Amber leaned down and kissed her, causing her knees to go weak, her body so limp and malleable in her arms she had to hold her up. She led her into their hotel room letting out little breathy sounds of need. She held onto her while she dialed for room service, trying to ignore the soft, hot lips kissing at her neck and collar bones. 

"Let's forget about the food," Krystal insisted, but Amber's stomach growled, making her laugh. "Fine. I'm going to get undressed. See you in a little bit," she said seductively as she moved away from Amber, peeling her shirt above her head and revealing a red, lace bra and set. She looked over her shoulder once before disappearing into the bathroom. 

Amber wiped her brow and sank down on the bed, knees so weak she couldn't have been on her feet a minute longer.