Taeyeon’s little gesture unexpectedly cheered me up. Before I went to sleep last night, I had thoughts that maybe I could tell her what had happened. But the power of sadness and sleep took over so I decided against it.

A small knock on my bedroom door made me realize it was already late in the morning. I woke up early but I didn’t bother to get out of bed. I sat up and watch as Taeyeon slowly crept inside my room balancing a tray of food in one hand while closing the door behind her. Our eyes met and hers became a size of a plate, probably caught off guard that I was wide awake.

“I-I thought you w-were s-still…” She mumbled quietly, the tray in her hand shook a bit and that made me stand up to help her. I placed the tray on my bedside table and asked what it was for.

“W-well.. you s-seemed upset… a-and y-you didn’t have b-breakfast s-so I thought m-maybe you were hungry..” Before she could finish her sentence, I lunged at her and pulled her into a tight hug. My face was immediately hot with fresh tears streaming from my eyes, my body was trembling, and I was sobbing violently. Despite the height difference, Taeyeon hugged me back and was running her hands on my back soothing me. We stood there for like hours, while she patiently waited for me to stop. When I finally did, I was surprised we were already sitting on my bed.

“D-do you want to t-talk about it?” Taeyeon inquired while rubbing her thumbs on my hands. She probably didn’t notice the gesture but I did. It made me feel better than intended. I started relaying what had happened at the mall yesterday, how Yoona and Siwon betrayed me by dating without even telling me. Taeyeon was a good listener, or maybe she just couldn’t say anything. I was not sure but I appreciated the time she was giving me.

“I’m sorry I am so dramatic,” I said as a disclaimer because truthfully, the way I’m acting was embarrassing. But Yoona has been my friend for the longest time and it hurt to be betrayed by her. 

“D-don’t worry about it… and I-I’m sorry t-too.” Taeyeon muttered the last part. Her hands stopped soothing mine and she had her head down.

“For what?” I asked.

“F-for overreacting.” Still, she didn’t meet my questioning eyes. “…when J-jessica..”

“Oh.” I interrupted so that she wouldn’t further elaborate. “Yeah about that, I was kinda out of line too. I’m sorry you didn’t like what I did.”

“It’s o-okay. Let’s just f-forget it.” She said, a bit cheerfully than earlier.

“Friends?” I hopefully asked. She nodded her head and said, “Friends.”

Letting out my feelings made me feel exhausted, so I s