“Jessi,” Tiffany mumbled. Jessica s

“Jessi,” Tiffany mumbled. Jessica saw the vulnerable look on Tiffany’s face, it pains her to see her loved one like this. “Tiff…” Jessica trailed off, her heart a complete wreck. “Please, please don’t leave,” the younger one said. Jessica was all that she had. When she felt down and sad, there was Jessica. When she felt like the whole damn world hated her guts, Jessica was there to hold her as she cried her tears out. She was there. She was always there. When no one understands her, Jessica did. The woman was there with open arms for her. And it hurts her more than anything else to see her leave. The blonde gently cupped Tiffany’s face and placed a kiss on her cheeks to wipe away her bittersweet tears. “I’ll be back. I promise I’ll be back,” Jessica said in a hushed voice as she left a kiss to linger on her lover’s lips. An unbreakable seal to her promise for the latter. Silence devoured the room. Both held on to each other as if their lives depends on it. They both know that they can’t really love without each other. A tight warm hug for them to remember each other’s warmth. To remember how their bodies fit perfectly well with each other. And how their hands fit together like missing puzzle pieces. One last hug. One last kiss As a solid reminder that they belong with each other. —“Can you please stop her from whining like a baby?” Sunny said as she neared the kitchen where Taeyeon stood by as she was sipping her coffee. “They’re like, joined by the hips. One can’t function pretty well without the other. So I guess we have no choice but to deal with it,” Taeyeon calmly said. “But for how long?!” The shorter one asked while raising her arms in the air in frustration. “Until Jessica comes back,” the eldest replies. A few seconds later, a bloodshot eyed Tiffany appears in the kitchen with a bottle of shampoo. Sunny and Taeyeon exchanged glances. Sunny gave a Taeyeon a don’t-tell-me-she’ll-drink-that-bottle-of-shampoo look. Only to get a i-have-no-fucking-idea look from Taeyeon. “You know,” the pink monster said while sniffing her probably green looking slime filled nose. “This is Jessi’s favorite shampoo. It smells just like her.” “Oh for god’s sake Tiffany! Jessica will only be gone for two months! Stop whining will ya?!” Sunny blurted out. “B-but-” Tiffany tried to reason, only to be cut off by Taeyeon. “Two months Fany-ah. Two months”