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The door opened loudly and a person stepped in with an angry look on her face.

Jessica sip in her water and slid her eyes over to the guest.

“Yuri..?” Soyeon uttered out surprised. “Wha-“

Yuri didn't bothered to listened and spoke out to the point, “Jessica, I need to talk to you.”

Jessica set her cup down and uncrossed her legs. “I'm listening,” she said out.

“What…why did you kiss her?” Yuri raised her voice.

Jessica sighed and told a white lie to calm the girl down. That was the only way to not make the girl upset and of course, jealous.

“You should’ve told me earlier if you were going to kiss her..well fake kiss,” Yuri lowered her voice down  and  sat down the sofa.

Jessica sighed and came over and sat next to the girl. “What are you doing right now? Don’t you have a meeting or anything like that?” Jessica asked, hoping for the answer she wanted.

“I canceled it all because of you. So no,” Yuri said upset, which made Jessica smiled in happiness.

Jessica circled her arms around Yuri‘s neck and grinned. “So that’s mean you’re free.”

Yuri smirked and planted a soft kiss on the girl’s lips. “Yes my dear. Shou-“

Soyeon cleared , feeling uncomfortable how the couple is doing this infront of her. “I’ll be going to do some work, take your time,” she excused herself and left the house.

“Aish...We just chased Soyeon-unnie away,” Yuri said keeping her eyes on Soyeon’s back.

“I miss you…” Jessica uttered softly and rested her head on Yuri’s shoulder.

She turned her head back and brought her hands up wrapped her hand around the girl’s waist. She then kissed Jessica’s forehead. “I know..I’m sorry.  I miss you too.”

The two pulled apart, and gradually collided their lips together gently to savior each other lips. 

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Tae P.o.v

 I sighed out after Tiffany had dropped me off at my house. I bid goodbye and later on walked into my house. I wonder if Hara still mad about me not telling her that I was Jessica Jung’s “girlfriend”. She was mad to have known it through a TV instead of me telling it to her, myself. .

When I entered, I saw her sat with Yoona, who looked always cheerful all the time. “Hello Yoona,” I greeted her but in returned she gave me a glare and turned away. Never mind about the ‘always cheerful’ part.

“Imma go Hara,” she smiled and bid goodbye to my sister and when our eyes meet, she slightly puffed her cheeks up with an