Clearing , Byul-YI tried to sound natural and calm:

__ Don't you think you're gonna feel weirded out if we make out?

A bit embarrassed, the beautiful dark-haired woman laughed before responding:

__ Listening to you speaking this way...

__ Sorry. But you get what I mean.

__ I don't think I would feel strange though. You're my safe place. A little embarrassed? Probably. But I don't want to cause you discomfort. Forget everything I said.

Scratching the neck, the younger one felt her face getting hot.

__ Yong, you would never cause me discomfort. I also have you as my safe place. I'm just a little embarrassed with the idea of touching you not platonically. It seems like I'm disrespecting you.

__ So cute! You don't need to put me on a pedestal, Byul Byul. I'm neither an angel nor a saint. I get what you mean though. That's why I don't mind if you refuse it.

Taking a deep breath, the advertising agent declared:

__ We are best friends. Who are we gonna rely on if we can't count on each other? I'd help you hide a body. So I mustn't step back in such a simple situation. It's not as if we felt disgust for each other. Just a little shyness, right?

Sighing, Yongsun nodded slowly and responded:

__ Right.

__ I guess we should go straight to the point. Like when we need to pull the band-aid.

__  Now???

__ Have you got something important to do?

__ No. Well, I better get us a beverage.__ The older one got nervous and stood up.

Grabbing Yongsun's wrist, Byul-Yi spoke in a calm tone:

__ If you wanna know yourself, you must be sober. Alcohol doesn't give you courage. Just hinders and confuses your senses.

__ But I'm a bit tense, stiff.__ The stunning brunette confessed.

__ Everything is fine, Ddun. Come here.__ The red-haired smiled and used the cute nickname she had given her best friend a few years before.

Yongsun sat beside Byul-YI and closed her eyes when the handsome girl massaged her shoulders.

The skinny one felt the tension leaving her co-worker's body. Then she caressed her back.

__ Now I can see the good and old Yong is back.

Frowning, the advertising agent pretended to be annoyed :

__ Old? Want a slap?

The red-haired smiled and leaned very close to the brunette.

Byul-YI didn't give Yongsun the chance to run away or chicken down.

She held the older one's face with tenderness and kissed her delicately.

Acting by instinct, the pretty dark-haired young woman kissed her friend back more intensely.

The other advertising agent held Yongsun by the nape and pulled her hair with a certain dose of violence, making the brunette release a moan between kisses.

Byu