Never had Taeyeon thought that one day she would be the one asking her father, to replace him at the company, not for a day, but for the whole two weeks since Tiffany started working.
Her father and the employees had been the first to question Taeyeon’s sudden devotion. She had been ambushed at the dinner table more than once, her father interrogating her thoroughly but still managed to subtly escape every single question thrown at her. It was an easy task, having years of experience behind her. Evading those questions was without a doubt, easier than hiding her liking for girls or her slight addiction to games. Although Mr Kim seemed eager to know what had caused the change in his daughter’s attitude, he was thrilled to finally see her taking her job seriously, thus chose not to pry much.
The Monday after her meeting with Tiffany at the coffee shop, she went back to the company, and for the first time in years, she arrived way ahead of time.
The employees who crossed her path in their usual morning rush to get started on the photoshoots, all slowed down, giving her a dumbfounded look.
Even her personal assistant, Seolhyun had to ask her if everything was alright, thinking that there was no way that the Taeyeon who was walking towards her desk with a pretty shy smile on her face, was the Taeyeon she knew. There was a new kind of atmosphere surrounding her, her usually tensed shoulders were slightly pulled back, in a relaxed fashion and Seolhyun thought she was dreaming because the young woman seemed to have a spring in her steps and her feet seemed to be floating slightly upon the ground.
“Good morning, Taeyeon…” She unconsciously ended in a higher tone making it seem like she was asking the other girl rather than just saying it. ‘Well, in a way, I do want to know what makes her hyper as a child who’s going to see Santa, so early in the morning,’ thought her friend having her little idea, as Taeyeon waved back at her and hurried into her office, followed by Seolhyun.
“You seem very happy today, something happened?”
Taeyeon looked at her weirdly, before shrugging right after. “Not really.” She smirk at the words echoed in her mind.
Not really, apart from the fact that her father’s company was welcoming the most beautiful girl she’d ever seen in her entire life. Pretty, sweet, charming Tiffany would be working in the same place as her, and they had now taken a step more towards friendship, becoming acquaintances in addition to being colleagues. And Taeyeon smiled at that thought, because she realized how peculiar it was of her to be acting so out of character. She wasn’t one to be swooning over girls, it was usually the other way around.
In fact, it had been long since she last felt so interested in anyone. Attracted to the point of willingly breaking her rather reclusive lifestyle, and all for the sake of seeing the woman.
They had soon fallen into a routine of meeting at the little coffee shop across the street, to talk about everything and nothing over coffee. In the morning for breakfast, sometimes for coffee break or even after work when they finished earlier.
This morning was no different. Taeyeon had half threw her bag on her desk before heading out of the room again, striding in front of a knowing Seolhyun, who looked at her sweetly when she strutted towards the elevator.
“Have a nice coffee date with Tiffany!” Her words barely went past by the elevator’s door closing on her smiling short friend.
Seolhyun smiled to herself. It was nice to see Taeyeon this happy, for a change. The girl had suffered too much, trying to deal with her problems alone. As much as she could trick her father, she could never deceive the sharp eyes of her friend. The black haired, then inhaled a big and long breath before exhaling, contented and took a sip of her coffee mug.
Taeyeon stepped through the sliding doors of the company, just in time to see the familiar pink Chevrolet Spark entering the car park.
Tiffany turned off the ignition, gripped the handle of her bag on the passenger seat. She was looking around for her phone when she heard knocks on her side window.
Looking up, she found herself face to face with the smiling short girl.
Taeyeon waved her hand up and down to the other woman who understood and rolled down the window.
The blonde was about to say something but stilled in mid-air, motionless for a short time. Her breath got caught in her throat at the beautiful sight before her. Tiffany was wearing a simple but glamorous outfit, which Taeyeon found all the more appealing that the jean embraced all of Tiffany’s curves graciously. Her basic white top, stopped just upon the waist line of her jean and a checkered shirt completed the look. Her chocolate brown eyes hidden behind large sunglasses, were now squinting in a smile as she took in the soft pink that tinted Taeyeon’s cheeks, upon being caught ogling and by the brunette, nonetheless.
Amused at her awkwardness, she chuckled softly and shot at Taeyeon one of her killer smile, telling her that it was okay and that almost got the blonde frozen again.
They dropped the formal version of their names a few days ago, preferring a more intimate calling, showing their friendship.
Taeyeon didn’t react immediately, still suffering the after effect of receiving the dazzling smile. Tiffany took her sunglasses off, throwing a weird look at the other girl and Taeyeon mentally scolded herself for being so easily thrown off. ‘Seriously what are you Taeyeon, a prebuscent teen?’ The short girl berated herself and trying to save the situation, she comically bent an arm over her squinted eyes, directed at the blinding sunny sky.
“Tiffany, do you know what the sun and you have in common today?” Taeyeon paused a few seconds, to add effect to her following lines. “I was blinded simply by looking at you” she added smiling dorkily.
The younger girl suddenly started laughing, bent in two. Her eyes forming perfect lines and her hands clapping. It was the first time Taeyeon heard Tiffany laugh and she couldn’t hold the chuckle that escaped from her lips.
She stood still, like an idiot for the second time in five short minutes, hopeless victim of her newly found c-friend ㅡFriend? Would she want to keep Tiffany as a friend? Honestly, no. And Taeyeon was sure by now, she was totally screwedㅡ at the beauty of the woman, and her heart made a funny jump all of a sudden.
A sign that the girl didn’t want to acknowledge yet, ㅡit was too early for thatㅡ all her senses being directed at the brunette. Finally, Tiffany’s laugh died down a minute later and she wiped a tear off the corner of her eye, turning to Taeyeon’s funny loopsided grin.
“Oh, by the way, morning Tiffany,”
“Good morning Taeyeon. You know, pick up lines don’t work anymore in this day and age… It’s closer to Latin, old and pretty much dead.”
The dorky smile grew bigger at Tiffany’s remark.
“True, but they have their charms and they still work, given that it succeeded in making you smile and laugh!” She said proudly.
Taeyeon moved aside, allowing Tiffany to step out of the car. They stood awkwardly on the deserted parking. Taeyeon thought it was weird how one moment they could be teasing and joking like old friends and the next, be awkward. Just like she was with her exes… Which, she would never let happen anyway. Because if Tiffany was hers she would do anything to make her stay. And once again, Taeyeon felt that her fall was happening way too fast and it felt good in a way. But it was also frightening, because she was falling from high and she was terribly afraid of height. Moreover, what was even more frightening than the fall itself would be the horrible state in which Seolhyun or her friends would have to pick her up after. Mind a mush and her heart, shattered in a thousand puzzle pieces.
‘There you go Taeyeon, thinking weird things again, and you’ve only known her for two weeks you weirdo!’ She mentally cringed at her state and suddenly felt self-conscious under the burning stare of the brunette facing her. It was a problem for another day, for now…
“Have you had breakfast yet?” Asked Taeyeon, feet shifting.
“Well, not yet. I thought I would grab something at the coffee shop.”
‘Yes!’ Taeyeon mentally high-fived herself.
“Ah, is that so? Well, it happens that I haven’t either so,” She shifted awkwardly, unable to contain her excitement.
“Care if I join you?”
“Not at all.” The girl smiled at her again, sliding her arm under Taeyeon’s and the latter felt it go numb, like it was not a part of herself anymore, along with small worms wiggling their way in the pit of her stomach. Gosh the effect Tiffany had on her was concerning and Taeyeon began to wonder since when had she become so mushy ? They started walking.
“Ah, I have one condition, though.” Tiffany suddenly spoke.
“Which one ?”
“Breakfast is on me. I can’t possibly let you pay again.”
At every single one of their meetings, Taeyeon had insisted to pay, throwing her massive amount of fortune as an argument despite the brunette disapproval. But this time, Tiffany was determined to pay for the both of them. Taeyeon shakes her head in refusal.
“Nope. I can’t let a junior pay for me, what do I have all this money for then, if not to spend it.” She argues. And Taeyeon couldn’t help but add…
“And don’t tell me it’s a waste because, paying for someone as pretty as you could never be a waste !”
Tiffany’s cheeks tinted in a slight pink. She glanced at Taeyeon to see the latter smirking, a smug look on her face and visibly proud of the reaction her remark had on Tiffany.
“Damn you !” Tiffany cursed loudly and gave a playful slap on the short girl’s arm, who erupted in a hearty laugh.
“Why must you always tease me like this ?”
She waited until Taeyeon calmed herslef.
“Can’t help it, your reactions are priceless.”
Tiffany groaned lightly, in annoyance. They finally arrived at the coffee shop.
Taeyeon held the door for Tiffany and they strode, to the same table. The one with heavy beanbags, next to the large window.
Those meetings were special for Taeyeon because it was the only times of the day where she could have Tiffany to herself, without being disturbed by their colleagues. It was only at their special place, at The Corner that they could really talk.
Or rather, she talked and Tiffany listened. Most of the time.
Taeyeon found the dual personnality weird at first, because the girl was always talking actively with colleagues at the company. She was a social butterfly, who had no trouble making friends, contrarly to Taeyeon. Everyone liked the brunette and she was always asked out for meals or friendly dinners with colleagues.
Tiffany was very kind too. She always enquired about her senior’s well being, or proposing herself to take the group’s coffee orders, all while keeping a smile on her face. Everytime Taeyeon met Tiffany in a corridor, she always greeted her or stopped to talk a little, sometimes asking Taeyeon if she would join her later at The Corner, which would make her heart swell and grin a big smile.
When they met at the coffee shop, it was like a common agreement was made. A pact that set apart the pretense and left room for honesty. A place for sharing the concerns caving crevasses in their hearts and where they both felt like they had to be true to themselves, for their sake and for the sake of the other person listening.
Neither knew exactly why. Taeyeon believed that the coffee shop played a huge part in it, and also because the rest of the weekㅡ scratch that, her whole lifeㅡ had been like being stuck in a whirlpool. She was always caught up in a ‘too much of something’. Too much pressure, too much stress, too much hurt, which left her with not much. Not much space, not much sleep. Not much love.
In a cozy, quiet atmosphere and with the right person, it was then that Taeyeon felt like the weight on her heart was the heaviest. It was then that she just wanted to relieve herself from it the most, as selfish as it may sound. And Tiffany understood, like she knew. The coffee shop was somewhat like a coccoon for the two. A comfortable nest where they would forget that they had just became friends and confide in one another, for a few minutes when they were short on time and for hours whenever they could.
They comfortably sat, in an oddly welcomed silence, until one of them broke itㅡ usually Taeyeon ㅡ and started speaking of everything and nothing at the same time.
They never ran out of topic and it never felt boring. It was odd how in just two weeks they became as close as long time friends, even closer that Taeyeon was with her own friends…
“What did you think of me, the very first time we met ?”
Taeyeon really wanted to know for a reason. The thought that she could’ve left to Tiffany a bad first impression of herself, had started to bother the young woman.
Tiffany placed her coffee down on the table, looking at Taeyeon, the shadow of a smile on her lips.
“What do you mean ?”
Taeyeon let some time pass before answering.
“I mean what was your first impression of me ?
“Because, I just think I might have given you the wrong impression. I mean, I like to tease you. A lot,”
Tiffany scoffed and leant back on her seat, craddling the cup of latte to her mouth.
“Yeah, I figured…” She said, her eyes sending daggers at the shorter girl. Taeyeon scratched her nape, a sheepish smile on her face.
“Sorry,” Tiffany hummed her husky voice in response, provoking spikes of electricity to run down Taeyeon’s spine.
“But I’m not a player. I don’t… I’m not usually like that, well, not when I’m sober and in a relationship at least… I meanㅡ” Her eyes went big as she realized what she had just said. Her fingers tightly clenching the small cup in her hands.
Tiffany giggled because, frankly it was the first time she saw Taeyeon this embarrassed. She wouldn’t deny not liking it though.
“And are you ?” The shorter girl looked at her, seemingly a little lost.
“Taken ? You said you don’t normally act that way when you are sober or in a relationship. Are you taken ?”
Taeyeon turned her head aside, suddenly shy.
“No.” She suddenly thought of something, brows knitted in a frown and her eyes seaked Tiffany’s again.
“Are you ?” She dreaded the answer and readied herself for disappointment.
Time seemed to slow and just as Taeyeon thought that Tiffany wouldn’t answer she heard the hoarse voice sounding so sweet in the silent shop.
“Maybe.” Tiffany said smiling sadly, voice barely strong enough for the short girl to hear. Her eyes looking at everywhere but Taeyeon.
Taeyeon didn’t know what to think. Her mind was an absolute mess. A beautiful mess, created by Tiffany’s answer to her question. She almost regretted ever asking.
The brunette never met her eyes after that, so she left it at that. ‘It was too early anyway’.
She tried to convince herself, trying her best to ignore the cracking sound of her heart.
A/N:Hope you liked it guys ! ^^
Like I told you before, I don’t really have a definite plot for this. I’m still hesitating and so I’m writing it as it comes and the editing process takes the longestㅡ I keep changing parts *sigh*ㅡ but I hope you like a not too fluffy and easy kind of love story because, it won’t be one. (Also isn’t poor Taetae falling for Fany a bit too fast ? Hehe)
Okay bye ~ X3