The wind brushed against her hand outside the window of Taeyeon’s car, the night seemed so quiet and full of promises, the stars were sparkling just for them and she couldn’t help but feel happy.

“I can’t believe I lost my shot gun position to her, what’s years and years of friendship to you Frodo? Nothing?” Yuri was still sulking that she took her spot in the car, with the driver permission, of course.

“Oh come Yul, don’t be like that. You are still my favorite co-pilot.” The said co-pilot scoffed and punched her on the arm.

“That’s bull! I am being replaced, and for what?” Sunny turned to the back seats to stick her tongue out, making the Captain even more angry.

Taeyeon was smiling so sweetly at her, a grin so big it seemed to break her face in two, the lights of the streets made constellations in her black eyes. Together with the sleeveless white shirt and black tight shorts, it managed to take her breath away multiples times. The girl specified that these were the simplest Jessica’s clothes she could find and that the blogger had approved. It looked so good on her she couldn’t help but get distracted.

They were near the supposed super hyped club, the pilot was humming to the songs passed on the radio, while she heard Yuri singing with the wrong words, Tiffany giggling and Jessica doing a photoshoot in the back seats. Sunny was guiding with the navigator with some difficulties, Taeyeon speed too much for her to give exact and on time indication.

It was pretty challenging but the embarrassed grin of excuses she got at every wrong turn made it all less frustrating. She was starting to think that the dimple was her truly problem, it made the blond look few years younger and the cutest thing in the world. Besides her cats of course.

“Alright now turn left and it should be there.” Following a braking and swerve they had arrived at their destination, finally.

Finding the line to enter she observed her top rising again until a bit of her tummy could be seen, she tried to put it down but it was useless, Tiff’s measures weren’t hers and that was it. She was glad she brought at least a jacket with her. She felt a bit self-conscious showing that much of skin, not feeling very comfortable with her body yet, but she was working on it.

Anyway she caught Taeyeon staring more than just one time and every time she had this deer look on her face, as if her big eyes were surprised by a headlight. It was entertaining in a way, in another way she couldn’t help but blush and grin stupidly.

They entered the club hand in hand, blinded by the neon lights and deafened by the loud pumping music. She felt the other girl stiffen immediately while she jumped a bit, she smiled trying to ease her, squeezing her warm hand. The alcohol called her from the bar and it was their first stop. The first cocktail was almost inhaled and Taeyeon’s eyes were on her the whole time, observing her drink. She couldn’t help but chuckle at the cuteness. “You know I only said that to blackmail you, right?”

Their shoulders were touching, the club already crowded. The contact skin on skin felt so reassuring it was intoxicating. The blond lowered her glance blushing, grinning from the embarrassment of being caught. “Well, I am doing it anyway. You can never know.”

Sunny shacked her head and shallowed the rest of her drink, feeling lightly fuzzy enough to hit the dance stage. “Alright I am going to hit the floor, come with me?” She used the best pleading slash bossy face she could master. Taeyeon tightened her teeth and said a little no with her head, which received her whine.

“Oh come on!”

“I don’t dance, I don’t know how and I don’t want to. You go.” She indicated the dance floor with a fake grin. Sunny just pouted harder.

“You don’t have to be an etoile to dance in a club, you just need to move!”

Tiffany agreed with her in an already slurred voice:” Just shake your booty!”

Tae rolled her eyes and sit on a stool. “I don’t want to, you go.”

She made the last tentative, intertwining their hands and stared right into her eyes trying to convince her with the force of the stare. It was a failure.

The stool she was seated on creaked every time she it, it irked her to no end but she needed to check the dance floor. Because there were Tiffany, Jessi and more important Sunny, and she must make sure they are all alright. It wasn’t totally because she almost drooled on herself every time.

Truly it had always been in her nature, to be protective of what she loved. She recognized now the solely egoistic nature of it, she didn’t want to lose the people she cared for. It was her most hidden and paradoxically most exposed fear. Her heart allowed her to love only few people, but it was so strong, so deeply that she felt always the need to know them alright.

Also, she didn’t know exactly how you are supposed to move in a club but that couldn’t be possible the way. They made this some sort of interchangeably sandwich and were grinding on each other, Sunny kept this little angelic smile on her face illuminated by the neon lights and she found herself getting lost into it more than one time. Also that, showing a line of tummy, top was going to be the end of her, not even talking about the mini skirt barely covering her .

Taking another angry sip of her fruity nonalcoholic drink she faced the barista again.

“If you stare hard enough maybe you’ll grow the courage to actually go to her.” Yul took the stool next to her, ordering two drinks in a nonchalant way, as if she did this every night.

“You are so funny. I don’t even get the alcohol for liquid courage, and I am stiff as a trunk, don’t judge me!” Her friend gave her a pat on the shoulder. “Are you already making conquest? Who’s the second drink for?” Yuri winked at her.

“You’ll see, maybe. Anyway you were so immersed in ogling your straight crush that you missed a very cute girl staring at you, there you see her? Dark red hair and blue top?” Taeyeon gulped searching for the girl, and there she was smiling softly at her as if she was waiting to get caught. Indeed she was cute and really pretty, long dark red hair and marked make up, her lips looked immersed in blood. The girl waved at her and started to walk to her, she panicked immediately.

Big surprised and terrified eyes searched Yul’s flirty one. “Come on, get her tiger. I am going to work on mine. Good luck sis.” Tae couldn’t form a word, watching her friend leaving her with a beautiful unknow flirty lady.

She felt like puking.

The blue top ended just below her showing a tonic stomach and an ant waist, the white long skirt below showed her long legs through a deep slit. She walked as if she was on a red carpet, more like doing a catwalk, slowly swaying her hips and a taunting shade in her dark eyes.

She is really tall.

“Hi, you sure took your sweet time in noting me.” The girl grinned at her gulp and sit on the stool near her.

Tae felt the saliva leave and searched a way to answer without embarrassing herself. “I.. I don’t have the best eyesight, sorry.” She wanted to jump behind the counter of the bar and disappear, but the girl chuckled.

Maybe I am not that bad.

“Well then the name is Thessa, pleasure.” Thessa extended her feminine and skinny hand and she shacked it, with hesitation.

“Taeyeon.” She tried to smile naturally hoping for not looking stiff and dorkly.

They chatted a bit while the tall girl, that was at least taller than Yuri, sipped on her Margarita. She found out that indeed she was a model, and that she was two years older. Thessa was funny and flirty to the point of reducing her face to a red tomato. “So, are you alone… Taeyeon? Any girlfriend I should know about?” And she sipped explicitly.

It was at that moment she remembered her friends and looked at the dance floor with terror. Smiling in relief at first when she found them still dancing but then noticing Sunny wasn’t there in between them anymore. Her heart started to pump at velocity speed, searching the place for the tiny girl, not finding her anywhere.

“Hey is everything ok?” She heard the voice but couldn’t process an answer.

God she distracted herself for few minutes and that little bunny thought of disappearing. She dropped from the stool with a huff and tried to scan the perimeter, it didn’t exactly help the fact that the both of them were short, Sunny being even shorter.

Just when she was about to find her cellphone and call her she felt something poking her stomach, and there she was, with bright red cheeks and sweat making her skin glow under the lights. “Searching for me?” Sunny grinned at her and she lost her already very thin coat of cool, she embraced her with an arm around the waist, burying for a moment the nose in her neck, catching her flowery smell behind the detestable club like one.

The girl chuckled but let her take her time in reassuring herself. “Were you that worried?” Tae nodded firmly in the crook of the sweaty neck.

Thessa cleared behind them and she saw her confused face, her lips curling on one side.

Sunny twirled around, keeping her arm firmly in its place around her waist. A moment of excitation and then: “Hi, I am Sunny.” She felt the tension rise to the roof.

“Thessa. I suppose you are not alone then?” She raised a eyebrow, crossing her arms under the .

She didn’t know how to answer and panicked immediately, Sunny felt immediately her struggle and smiled at her gently. “I am not her girlfriend, if it’s what you are referring to. And now I’ll leave you two alone.” The tiny girl disentangled from her sided embraced and her heart jumped, trashed as if it was trying to escape her chest, trying to jump right into her hands perhaps.

Then Sunny turned around to just look at her and whispered: “You do like long legs.” The tone was supposed to be teasing but was sure she heard a crack in the middle. And then she was off to the dance floor, almost jogging to reach Tiff and Jessi.

Taeyeon couldn’t tore her eyes from her, feeling so out of it, as if she was anesthetized. She didn’t want her to leave them alone, she didn’t want her to not to be her girlfriend and she doesn’t like long legs.

Her legs are ing fine as hell, anyway.

“Oh, I see.” Thessa breathed out and it made her take a look.

“What?” The girl shacked her head together with her drink and smirked.

“She may be not your girlfriend, but you want her to be.” She gaped for long moments before finding her voice.

“We are just friends, and she is straight.” Just repeating it out loud made it even more real, made her soul ache.

The model snorted and finished her Margarita. “Sure, whatever you say. But I don’t like unclear situations, so this is my number. Call me if you sort this out.” She passed her a napkin with her number and winked.

She felt like the most idiotic person on Earth, with the number of a very hot, interested model in her hand and still staring at the girl that made her go crazy in any possible way.

God Yuri was going to kill her.

She asked for another nonalcoholic drink and facepalmed herself so hard she saw stars.

“What happened with long legs? Where is she?”

They were returning home, Sunny was in the shot gun position again, in a good state of sobriety. Meanwhile Jessi and Tiffany were sleeping already it off in the back seats. Her co-pilot voice startled her, she had been in silence for the whole ride.

“Yes Tae, where is that hot girl? Did you get her number at least?” Yuri was surprisingly still awake and wasn’t making her life any easier. She cleared and thought about lying, but on what purpose?

“Well, let’s say I got her number.” Yul slapped her shoulder in congratulations right away. Her co-pilot at the moment got silent once again, just throwing her strange glances. “So when are you going to call her or better text her?” Taeyeon watched the smirk on the Captain mouth and sneered.

“I don’t know, I don’t know even if I want to contact her to be honest.” She felt deep brown eyes staring at her and felt the urge to shallow.

“What? Are you insane? That girl is damn hot and I saw you two talking. You were laughing! So she must be funny too.” God, she was so obvious.

Rethinking of at least half of her crisis handled wrong along the years she decided to shut the up, and meditate. Breathing in and out a few times she thought of what to say before opening . “I don’t think she’s my type.”

She heard the scoff even before it happened. “You have a type now? Come on, just try talking to her, maybe you’ll like her.”

Tae smiled at her friend obvious worried tone but remained firm on her conviction. There was just no space in her heart now for another person in that way, and she wasn’t in a search for a booty call.

“Alright, I’ll give it a try then, you are right.” But she needed to stop reassure her anyway, for now.

Yuri eyed her with suspect through the rearview mirror but didn’t say anything. Sunny stopped looking at her abruptly and now her gaze was focused on the outside, her teeth biting her lower lip. She didn’t think much of it and parked in front of Yuri house.

“Alright I’ll take Jess with me, Sunny sure you are okay? I could take Tiffany too and you’ll stay with Tae. No problem really, I am good with drunk babies.” Yul had already her arms around Jessica body ready to support her into the house.

Miss President shacked her head firmly with a tiny smile. “I am okay, I can hold my liquor just fine. Don’t need to worry.”

The Captain nodded and got out of the car, Jessi’s feet barely touching the lawn and emitting little grunts. The cheerleader in the behind was still sleeping soundly.

Taeyeon watched them go and then turned her stare to the girl near her, her hands were playing with the seatbelts and she looked generally nervous. “Hey, are you really alright, something happened?” She reached without thinking to the hand that twitched mindlessly on the seat. She held it until it stopped and Sunny eyes meet hers.

“I am alright, just tired.” There was nothing sincere about it and it made her worry even more, but she nodded and started the car again.

Getting Tiffany out of the car turned to be really difficult, it took the both of them and at least half of an hour. But now she was safe snoring on her bed while them were sweating and panting, no exercise whatsoever does that to you.

Sunny accompanied her to the car, her arms still holding herself, hiding the visible part of the tummy and looking down. “Ok, if you don’t need anything I’ll be going.” Taeyeon waited just outside the door, the other leaning on it in a lazy way.

She felt almost as if she had accompanied her girl home and was waiting for a goodnight kiss. Her stomach closed at the thought and her heart skipped a beat, even knowing it was a totally different situation.

The silence stretched for a while, strangely, the president was still staring at the ground, her foot playing with a little stone. Tae was just about to call it a night and go when she spoke in a whisper. “Are you really going to date that girl?” She barely heard her but the words struck right into her chest, they were tiny and insecure.

Blinking fast she tried to saw the other expression but with no fortune, the girl faced the ground, a blush on her cheeks.

“I… I don’t know? Why do you care that much?” Considering the angry look she got after she choose the wrong answer.

“I am your friend, I am allowed to know who you are seeing!” Sunny’s voice was strong now but still cracking. The outburst betraying her.

And then she saw it, into her shining eyes, something she never thought she could see. Taking few steps closer she stared right into those pools, examining them, searching for the truth. Sunny hold her gaze for a while before avoiding it, watching behind her shoulders.

But it was late, she saw it and clearly too. Her heart leap it into , because it was not possible.

Maybe they entered a parallel world into the multiverse.

After cringing at her own nerd mind she decided to throw all the cautions to the wind, because she was sure, she knows those eyes.

With a delicate pressure of her hand under Sunny’s chin she made the girl look at her again, feeling the same sparkle exciting her blood. Inhaling deeply she hoped to not be taking the worst decision of her life until now. “Sunny, be honest with me now, please.” Another breath. “Are you jealous?” There she said it, and now she felt like puking her stomach out.

The brunette was frozen, big bunnies eyes trapped into the light, semi opened. She waited for the answer, observing her now chapped rosy lips, her nose twitching.

It seemed so surreal it felt like a strange dream.

Then the most unearthly thing happened, she saw Sunny shake her head and get closer, determination into her gaze, now she was the one that was frozen. She felt her breathe onto her lips for long seconds, still not understanding what was going on. Then their lips touched, the pressure shocked the out of her and her eyes just got wide open for a second, before she snapped them shut.

The lips attached to her own started to move and she unfrozen, really feeling them. She took the lower lip in between hers, squeezing it slightly, getting lost into the soft, into the plumpness and the taste of cherry, all of these sensations invading her senses.

She needed more, her blood boiling into her veins.

Taeyeon pushed Sunny more on the door, feeling her gasp on , her hands acted without her controls following the line of the waist and holding it tight. Then a hand pushed on her nape making her push herself against the warm body that was waiting, sensing all the curves.

Sunny moaned lightly into and she really lost it, tapping her lips with her tongue, waiting for the permission to enter.

Permission that never came because abruptly Sunny pushed her away, her breath heavy and her eyes big as saucers. She touched her lips and stared at her in shock.

It was too good to be true.