Taeyeon watched as two figures melted together in one giant shadowy mass on top of Seohyun’s bed.


Was that…Yoona…on top of Seohyun?


Unknown to the two, Taeyeon continued to stand there with gaping open, trying hard to restrain herself from committing a violent act of great magnitude that would most likely land her in jail for life.


Be calm, Taeyeon…Don’t freak out…


Taeyeon held her breath as she felt her heart jolt.


Stay calm, Taeyeon… 


But she couldn’t stop her body’s involuntary reaction as anger slowly swept her body; her nostrils flared and her eyes narrowed. 


Taeyeon always had complete emotional control; seldom did she let anything change her calm demeanor. That was both a good thing and a bad thing as it kept her from making rash decisions on the spot. However all the pent up frustrations she hid tended to build up over time; much like a shaken bottle of soda, when it found a release, rather than opening with ease, she exploded.


And from Taeyeon’s currently clouded judgment, it seemed as if Yoona was in the middle of deflowering her youngest daughter…and under her own roof, much less…


It was more than enough to pop the bottle.


Taeyeon stomped her way over to the bed and pulled the surprised girl on top rather forcefully with a firm grip on her wrist.


“Seohyun, I never took you for the easy type”, Taeyeon said in a disappointed tone at the girl on the bed before yanking the other to the door. She the lights and was about to kick her out the door when she realized it was Seohyun’s wrist she was firmly gripping and not Yoona’s. Surprised, she looked back to the bed to make sure she wasn’t mistaken; indeed it was Yoona nervously standing by the bed---not Seohyun.


Taeyeon’s hold on Seohyun loosened.


All thoughts of Yoona taking advantage of Seohyun suddenly disappeared.


Taeyeon was baffled. Seohyun was on top? That meant she initiated…or at the very least reciprocated…


Has it always been the other way around? Perhaps Seohyun wasn’t the innocent daughter she always thought she was…


She changed; The very thought scared Taeyeon. Like any normal human being, Taeyeon blamed the first person she had in mind for Seohyun’s change: Yoona.


It was her fault.


The sight of the two still in their clothes would’ve given her the proper assurance that the two weren’t doing anything inappropriate however Taeyeon had tunnel vision at the moment. Under the light, all she could see was her daughter’s disheveled hair and Yoona’s mark’s on Seohyun’s skin. Well, Yoona had them too but…Taeyeon didn’t notice it as she was too far away to see it.


Should she explode? Yes or No?


Yes.


Taeyeon set her demonic glare upon Yoona.


“You. Get out of my house.”


Similar to a possessed woman, she threw out the surprised girl out the door with blatant force despite Seohyun’s diapproval. 


“I’m doing this for your own good”


There wasn’t really much Taeyeon could throw out along with Yoona as the girl didn’t have any luggage with her. With that, she slammed the front door in her face, successfully removing the unwanted girl from the vicinities of her house.


And so marked the beginning of Yoonhyun’s tragic tale…


Fast forwarding to a couple of months later, Yoona’s mother slapped Taeyeon silly for shamelessly throwing out her daughter in the streets although Tiffany defended her against the woman’s wrath. However, Yoona’s own appa defended her own vengeful wife from Fany’s clutches and that was the cue for Taeyeon to step in; no one yelled at her wife like that---not even if they were taller than her and looked like they spent more time at the gym than at home.


Fists flying, bitter words being exchanged, slaps occurring, one hell of a big assault case seeing that Mrs. Kwon-Jung is supposedly some hot-shot lawyer…o yes…yes…the birth of the Kwon-Jung and Kim-Hwang feud and also the beginning of a Romeo and Juliet –like story for YoonHyun…






At least that’s how it played out in Taeyeon’s mental theater anyway until Seohyun interrupted her thoughts, “Appa, are you okay?”


Seohyun slowly got off of Yoona to walk over to her mother who was still too into her own mental movie theater.


Taeyeon snapped out of it.




Should she explode or not? Yes or no?


No.


“What’s going on in here?”, Taeyeon said, trying to sound nonchalant although completely failing. 


Judging by the calm rage in Taeyeon’s eyes, Seohyun was sure her mother thought they were doing ‘it’. She frowned at the thought. Seohyun immediately fixed her tussled tank top and messy hair; Yoona always did tend to get too rough when she gets excited. Yoona had started to tickle her after a brief passionate moment although Seohyun couldn’t help but think her appa got the wrong idea. 


Before Seohyun could defend herself and Yoona, Yoona already beat her to it, “We were only wrestling, Mrs. Kim-Hwang”, she piped from the other side.
“You were wrestling? In the dark?”, Taeyeon raises her eyebrows and crossed her arms.


It sounded like a desperate lie although it was true. Yoona realizes this and tries to elaborate, unknowingly making things sound a little worse. “Umm yes. You see, I started to tickle her—with clothes on! And I didn’t touch anything below the waist or even the upper area! Well…maybe I accidentally grazed it but… anyway it’s my fault. Seohyun said she wanted to sleep but I---“


“We were just tickling each other, appa. I was feeling playful”, Seohyun says firmly. Taeyeon turned to her daughter who stood before her unabashed. She wasn’t lying. Taeyeon believed her without hesitation; Seohyun never lied, after all.


Of course they were just wrestling. Seohyun would never initiate such an action.


But Seohyun…playful? They were two words that no doubt didn’t usually go together.


And what of the marks on Seohyun’s neck? Hmm probably just bruises from their tickle fight, Taeyeon reassured herself.



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Although they were completely innocent, Taeyeon couldn’t shake the feeling of dread at the possibility of the young couple suddenly succumbing to their hormones in the middle of the night. To ease her mind a little, she asked Yoona to sleep downstairs in the basement. 


Sensing this, the two immediately albeit unwillingly complied.


“Good night, Seo”, Yoona kissed her forehead goodnight as the former slightly pouted from behind the partially open door.


“ ’night then”, Seohyun said grimly before closing the door.


Yoona followed Taeyeon downstairs, a pillow tucked in one arm along with Seohyun’s blanket; she urged Yoona to take it since she remembered Yoona commenting on how comfortable it was earlier that morning.


Taeyeon led her through a maze of corridors leading to the basement in uncomfortable silence. After seriously playing with the funny yet somewhat possible idea of Taeyeon guiding her to an interrogation room or even perhaps a torture chamber instead of a normal room, they finally reached their destination.


Indeed it was a normal room---a large one at that. There were some displaced furniture in the room and there were no coherence to the theme (if there was one) unlike every room Yoona has seen in the house. 


Yoona could only come to the assumption that the room was also used for storage although it was still decent enough to sleep in.


As the two entered a rather large room in the basement, Taeyeon crossed her arms and just stood there, staring at Yoona with that unreadable gaze while the latter tried to avoid them.


“It really isn’t what it looked like…”, Yoona began, uncomfortable with her penetrating gaze.


After a moment of silence, Taeyeon spoke.


“Listen Kwon-Jung. I’m a realist. I realize that in this modern age, about 80% of all relationships engage in premarital relations…Now, I’m pretty sure that you and my daughter have already ‘explored’ each other. You probably even know each other’s bod---“


“No! no, we haven’t done---“, Yoona immediately defended but was also cut off by Taeyeon.


“Don’t interrupt me”


“Y-yes ma’am”


“Like I was saying---Regardless of what you’re used to, different rules apply in our house. Under my roof, you abide by my rules. Are we clear?”


“Y-yes ma’am”


It’s very much possible Seohyun had already given her innocence to this woman…


Just their earlier position alone indicated that Seohyun was physically comfortable with the girl…to the point where they could’ve done it if they wanted to.


Taeyeon shivered at the thought, still unable to imagine her little girl even considering such an act.


At least they didn’t live together…


Nonetheless, she’s finally realizing how serious the two were; Taeyeon acknowledges that at the very least. Contrary to her previous opinion of this union, it wasn’t some rebound relationship. The most Taeyeon can do now is to make sure Yoona was capable of being and staying with Seohyun…and there’s only one way to do that…


“Yoona…I’m going to show you something I’ve never shown anybody outside the Kim-Hwang family.”



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YulSooSic
YulSic Residence: Dining Table




“Umm so did you cook this or did Jessica do it?”, Sooyoung asks hesitantly as she stared at the food before her.


Yuri painfully nudged Sooyoung on the ribcage, a warning to keep her voice down as she motioned over to Jessica who was 100% focused on mixing the salad.


“What? I don’t want to die. I have a girlfriend expecting to see me tonight!”, Sooyoung quietly hissed at Yuri who was sitting right next to her with Minho in her arms.


“Yuri, put that runt down”, Jessica ordered, walking to the dinner table with the salad bowl in her hand.


SooRi looks at the bowl Jessica set in front of them; they couldn’t help but wince as it looked so unappetizing…


Only Jessica could make such a delicious meal look so unattractive…


“MMmmm looks good~”, Yuri said a little too enthusiastically although Jessica’s features softened at the forced compliment.


Sooyoung could only twitch an eye. Sooyoung was about to say otherwise until another blow to the rib kept shut.


“It’s nice to just sit down and have dinner like this…just the three of us. Like the old times right?”, Jessica said cheerfully as she sat herself down on the rounded dining table, unaware of SooRi’s subtle fight.


“Yuri, I told you to put Minho down!”, Jessica yelled when Minho started sniffing the food on the table.


“Fine. When he starts biting your feet, don’t come to me yelling ‘Seobang, Seobang~ save me!’”, Yuri imitated Jessica, exaggerating her reaction by pressing her cheeks with her palms like a damsel in distress.


"And you called him by his name! Does that mean you're letting me keep him?", Yuri smiled eagerly at her wife, hoping for an approval.


“Speaking of Minho”, Sooyoung cleared , “Jessica, I love the name. How did you come up with it?” she asks innocently. 


“Yuri named him. I don’t even like pets, you know that Sooyoung”


“Interesting~ So Yuri…why Minho? Of all the names…hmm are you attracted to it?”


Pay back, Yuri.


Yuri choked on a piece of vegetable.


“Are you okay?”, Jessica asks with a slightly raised brow, handing her a glass of water before rubbing her back soothingly.


“I’m fine. Swallowed without chewing”, she coughed. “Your food is just so good~”, Yuri said, hoping to distract her wife with her sweet talk as usual.


Sooyoung smiled smugly at her reaction. She almost forgot how much she enjoyed bullying Yuri.


She didn't intend to reveal such a sensitive topic; she was just having fun after all. However, she couldn't help but disagree with Yuri's choice of keeping secrets from her best friend. Sooyoung hated to meddle in other people's business---ironic as her very profession is to meddle. 


If they want to keep secrets from each other then so be it. Jessica had a couple of secrets up her sleeves too. Sooyoung could only hope that the two start talking verbally---not by means of sticking their tongues down each other’s throat. never did solve anything…well they did; but they were just quick fixes. I suppose if one continually does have on a daily basis, it would temporarily fix their problems. But what happens when that stops? The two can’t possibly keep this up for the rest of their lives...


Sooyoung looks at the two loving couple; Jessica was feeding Yuri her dish and despite not liking what it tasted like, Yuri accepted them although Sooyoung could see her eye twitch every time Jessica fed her. 


Well…that’s not stopping anytime soon for the two lovely couple with hormone levels that could rival that of their teenage daughter. Sooyoung actually silently thanked the two for not making out in front o---


Nvm....


The two started making out...with Sooyoung in the room. She would've been uncomfortable had she not been used to it already. So instead, she threw a carrot at the couple, landing on the side of Yuri’s forehead and eventually bouncing off to the floor which Minho gleefully ate. Yuri pulled away and gave Sooyoung the death glare. 


Ouch…that one was almost as icy as Jessica’s own. She must be learning from the ice queen…


It didn’t faze her though.


"Get a damn room", Sooyoung said nonchalantly.


"It’s my house, I can do whatever the hell I want", Yuri said as she wiped the side of her forehead with a napkin, successfully removing some traces of the salad dressing.


"I’m here to eat. Not to watch live o...which is what this scene will turn into if I hadn't done that"


But of course, Sooyoung could see the love in their eyes and some tiny part of her was jealous.


Why hasn’t she found her other half yet? 


Well…she did. Although she refused to believe it.


Whatever. She doesn’t believe in marriage anyway. People just hold you down. Tell you what not to do. Nag at you. Cheat on you. Lie to you. Did the cons outweight the pros? She think so. Perhaps being a lawyer made her into the pessimistic person that she is; it opened her eyes to the atrocities of the world.


Maybe she should’ve quit with Yuri when she had the chance.


"So when can I come over and introduce my girlfriend?", Sooyoung said, changing the subject.


"Never."

"Anytime."


YulSic replied in unison.


"You sure you don’t want to stay one more day? Krystal is coming home tomorrow.", Jessica said. 


"I’d love to see the little ert but I told my girlfriend I’ll be seeing her tonight"


With that, Sooyoung gets up and headed towards the door.


"You don't have to walk me out. I'll leave you two to it"


Sooyoung bent down and picked up the cowering dog.


"Bye Ppany <3"


"Ppany? You mean Minho?", Jessica corrected her.


"Oh...right", Sooyoung gave Yuri a sly grin. 


"I'm out then. I'll visit you guys again later with my girlfriend", Sooyung said as she excused herself from the table.


"Why did she call Minho Ppany?", Jessica asked Yuri when Sooyoung disappeared from view.


"I dunno. Your best friend is crazy"


"Not to mention she said it wrong. It's supposed to be 'Fany'. How she became a lawyer in America is beyond me..."


"Yah, I was only there for like 2 years. It was part of this exchange project...I'd say that's not enough time to learn English"


"Oh right, You were in California with Sooyoung, right? I was there too...I wonder if we ever crossed paths..."


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Flashback...

America: SooRi's Firm HQ


Jessica at the ripe age of 23, ran towards the firm HQ where Sooyoung worked, cursing herself for being late...again. Although she just met Sooyoung, they had such complimenting personalities that she couldn't help but be close to her. Jessica could tell it would be the start of a beautiful friendship. But it certainly didn't help that she was always late to their lunch get togethers.


Jessica was so busy fixing and her things in her purse that she failed to notice someone rushing past her. The two collided, sending a mixture of paper, folders and the contents of Jessica's purse flying everywhere before it hit the floor.


"YAH, watch where you're going!", Jessica yelled.


"I'm sorry", the woman apologized as she picked up her stacks of papers now sprawled on the floor.


She brushed her wavy black hair behind her ear before bending down and picking up Jessica's stuff as well, with Jessica snatching it away from her hands.


"Okay...you don't have to be rude about it", the woman said under her breath at Jessica's icy attitude.


"Yuwreee!", someone from the other side yelled.


They both turned around to look at the woman cheerily waving her hands in the air.


Completely disregarding the rude woman she had just bumped into, the wavy haired girl immediately ran to her yelling, "PPANY!~"


"God, you're late again. You know how long I've been waiting here?", Sooyoung suddenly appeared beside Jessica.


Noticing that her attention wasn't with her, Sooyoung followed the blonde's gaze, leading her to the figure of her rival co-worker with an unidentified female on her arm, "Oh god...it's Yuri"


"Who's that with her?"


"Don't know. Don't care."



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Seohyun tossed and turned the entire night. She’s grown used to having Yoona right next to her every night that it seemed off to sleep without her arms wrapped around her waist.


After numerous attempts, Seohyun gave up waiting for the drowsiness that never came. With a loud sigh, she kicked herself off her bed and snuck to the basement, making sure to tip toe when she passed her parent’s room on the way down.


She released a sigh of relief after she had successfully tiptoed pass TaeNy’s room; the hard part was over. But as Seohyun turned the corner, she nearly fell backwards as she ran into something---or rather someone. Victoria looked at her little sister in surprise, the glass of water in her hand almost slipping as the latter had scared her in the dark.


The two stared at each other for a while, Victoria giving her that questioning look. 


‘Where do you think you're going?’


Seohyun looked away; looking much like an innocent little child caught sneaking in the kitchen at the dead of the night to secretly eat from a jar of forbidden cookies.


‘Yoona…’


Seohyun was sure her older sister would send her back upstairs but instead, Victoria just gave her a wink along with a light pat on the cheek and said as she passed, “I didn’t see you”, before making her way upstairs in her own room.


Seohyun silently thanked her sister before resuming her journey to Yoona. She found the room Yoona was staying in and slowly opened the door. To Seohyun’s surprise, she spots Yoona sitting up on the bed hugging her knees near the bedpost with all the lights ; she looked like a little kid who just saw the closet monster come out.


Seohyun immediately went to her side.


“Yoona! What’s wrong”, Seohyun when sat beside her and gently shook her.


Seemingly snapping out of her daze, Yoona stared at the foreign hands and then to Seohyun with empty eyes. 


With a voice similar to someone who had just narrowly escaped a traumatic event, she answers: “Seohyun…your mother is crazy”


“Huh?”


“She’s crazy”


“Why? What Happened? What did she do?”



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Flashback…


“I’m sorry about the teacups, by the way…”, Yoona said as she followed Taeyeon in a maze of more corridors and hallways, still feeling guilty for breaking her anniversary present to Tiffany.


“You broke a very priceless artifact. But I’ll let it go. You didn’t mean to, after all right? We’ll just try to enjoy the weekend. Just try not to break anything else”, Taeyeon replies without turning around.


Despite her acceptance of her apology, Yoona still felt bad. Before she could dwell deeper into self-pity, they stopped in front of a white sturdy door. It almost looked as if it was made of metal…


Yoona looked at the door in apprehension; it was such an odd thing to find a barricaded door inside such a fancy mansion.


She heard Taeyeon type some sort of pin on the side of the door where a keypad and a biometrics device was found. Locks releasing could be heard on the other side before the door slowly crept open.


“After you”, Taeyeon said as she pushed the door, fully opening it and showcasing an entirely white room.


Yoona gulped but obeyed.


The first thing she noticed were the numerous T.V.’s hanging up one side of the room. Yoona’s attention then shifted to various technological devices (whose uses she wasn’t entirely sure of) lying on a desk. As Taeyeon was still tending to the door, Yoona walked over to the desk, curiosity overcoming apprehension. She spots a rather thick folder amongst other things; on the cover were the words “Operation Ko Samui”


“Find anything interesting?”, Taeyeon said, suddenly reappearing right beside Yoona, causing the latter to jump up in surprise.


Yoona tries to hide her fear with a nervous laugh, “Wow…This is a… nice little place…you’ve got here”


‘What the hell is this place?! And why the hell am I in here?!’


“Thank you. This is where I go to be alone. There’s something serene about this room, don’t you think so?”


Yoona looked at the white walls. Everything was white. But it felt…empty. Indeed the only personal thing in there was one picture of the Kim-Hwangs. Aside from that, everything seemed…hi-tech.


It almost looked like a panic room…and there was nothing serene about said room. But nonetheless, Yoona agreed to please Taeyeon.


“Yeah…White. The color of purity”


“Right”


“So…I saw you eyeing this…it’s an antique polygraph machine”, Taeyeon said as she patted an old looking device near the desk.


“Oh…I’ve seen one of those but never up close”


Taeyeon smiled at her, almost pleased with her reactions.


“You know what? Why don’t you try it on?”


Taken aback, Yoona immediately rejected albeit as politely as she could, “Oh, no. That’s okay. Thank you”, following it up with an involuntary awkward laugh.


“I insist. I want to see if it’s still working properly. I haven’t had a chance to calibrate it”


“I-I really shouldn’t”, Yoona insisted


Taeyeon gave her a subtle smug grin.


“There’s nothing to be scared of. You don’t have anything to hide…do you?”


“N-no”

“Okay, then there shouldn’t be a problem. Sit down; I’ll help you. Don’t worry, you’ll enjoy this”. Without waiting for an answer, Taeyeon pulled out her glasses from her pocket and put them on before motioning Yoona towards the chair beside the polygraph.


Hesitantly Yoona sat down as Taeyeon attached the little wires to her wrist. Taeyeon hasn’t even started the machine yet Yoona was already sweating profusely.


‘Don’t be nervous’, she told herself, knowing full well that it detects changes in body temperature and heart rate.


“This isn’t 100% accurate right”, Yoona laughed nervously.


“You’d be surprised just how accurate this is at detecting lies”, Taeyeon answered nonchalantly as she continued to play with the buttons.


“Okay it’s set. Let’s start with a few simple questions to standardize it. Just answer truthfully and don’t be nervous”


Yoona gulped but nodded her head anyway. With her back Taeyeon, she had no idea what the latter was up to.


She heard her turn on the machine as the needle attached started to draw lines on the graph.


“Now, did you fly on an airplane today?”


“Yes”


…truth


“How was my cooking?”


“Good”


Yoona heard the graph picking up its pace, detecting some lie.


…half true


“Well…a little salty…but it was still good!”, Yoona added nervously and once again, the needle’s pace regulated.


“Hmm don’t worry I was just kidding”


…that’s one hell of a sense of humor she’s got.


Taeyeon continued her interrogation: “How many exes do you have?”


“Uh….”


The graph started scribbling like mad when it detected her nerves and increased heart rate.


“I…don’t know”


…true


“If you were to estimate how many….would you say the number would fit in one hand?”


'OMG. What the hell?!'


“Relax. Relax. The needles are jumping”


“Uhm. I-I’d say the numbers can fit in all fingers…” Yoona answered, truthfully and quite cleverly, purposely playing with her words to beat the damn lie-detector.


But what the polygraph didn’t detect, Taeyeon did; she saw through it, “Now does that include your toes?”


DAMN IT, SHE’S GOOD!


“Y-yes”


...Truth 

'player'



“Have you ever ually fantasized about my daughter?”


She could hear it scribble madly as her heartbeat quickened.


'This is so personal…even I don’t tell my friends about this!'


“No…”


SHHOOOOOKKKK SHHOOOOK SHOOOOKKKKKK, Yoona heard the needles jumping off the paper.


“I mean, yes!”


...Truth

'ert'


“Have you ever attempted to seduce her?”


“Umm….”


Yoona was sweating uncontrollably by this point.


“And succeeded?”


“No”


...Truth


Taeyeon was relieved. That’s my girl,Seohyun; strong self-control.


And alas, the golden question: “And do you currently live with my daughter?”


“I---“


It would definitely know she was lying…


But Seohyun told her not to tell…


None the less, Yoona chose to defend the lie to the very end at her own expense.


“No”


SHOOOOOKKKK SHHOHOOOKKK SHHHOOKKK


...LIE


'Liar'


One thing Taeyeon has learned through the years, both personally and professionally, 'Once a liar, always a liar'. She decided to push Yoona to her limits.


Taeyeon removed her glasses and eyed the back of Yoona's head before clasping her hands together in a serious manner.


“Yoona...have you ever cheated?”


“….”


Now this question, Yoona had no intentions of answering. She could answer questions regarding even her embarrassing ual fantasies...but not this. She didn’t care if she had to rip out the wires on her and walk away. Yoona won’t answer it.


Before she had to resort to such heights, a loud voice interrupted.


“KIM-HWANG TAEYEON! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”



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“Had your mother not come and ripped the little thingies off of me, I think she would’ve strapped me onto a freakin’ shock torture machine after that!”
Seohyun just shook her head and just calmly brushed Yoona’s hair aside.


“It’s okay…”


“Why aren’t you surprised by this? Did you know your appa was this crazy and paranoid!? Is this how you'd react if I told you she also shoved bamboo shoots up my fingernails? Or does she hook all your boyfriends up to her little machine?!"


“Well, she doesn't need a machine. My appa is a human lie detector”


“What?”


Seohyun sighs; she had no choice but to tell Yoona.


“Yoona, my mother was never in the rare flower business. That was just her cover.”







“She’s an undercover C.I.A. agent”




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Author’s notes:
Whew…longest update ever…just shy of 5 k words.
LOL I've always wanted to take a polygraph test <3 But not when my in-laws are the ones asking the questions *sweats*
YulTi D: 3 omo.