[one-shot]Say it...too
Title: Say it..too
Author: ri0tkid
Pairing: Yuri x Tiffany (SNSD)
Type: One-shot
Genre: Angst
Rating: 13
Summary: Tiffany dreams alot about Yuri. But most of all, she dreams about Yuri saying those words just for her.
Disclaimer: I tried one but I was tempted for more so I tasted them all. It was ahmazing! But I didn’t eat it with wasabi. Just. Eww. Oh, we’re not talking about sushi? Soshi? Hell. No. Will not.
Hey, right now. I want to say I love you.
Tiffany scribbles heavy and jagged lines on the piece of paper. Obviously, she’s pressured and blank. She’s been trying to compose lyrics for about forty-six minutes and twenty-one seconds and aside from the first sentence, she hasn’t written any wonderful confession yet. She sighs and concentrates again while staring at the black coffee she made fifteen minutes ago.
Hmmm... What could Kwon Yuri be dreaming right now?
Tiffany shows a toothy grin and looks at her neighbor’s house. The bungalow house is painted in yellow with a slightly broken front door and has four windows, one facing her veranda which is also her favorite because she can see a preview of what’s inside the house and sometimes, even the owner herself.
A smile drops on her face as she remembers the first time she saw Yuri last four weeks, four days, thirteen hours and thirty-nine seconds ago. Tiffany is not the kind of person who hangs out with people near her vicinity because neighbours tend to be privy about everyone’s life and, she values her personal space so much. She remembers buying a guitar for her last salary on that damn company she worked for four years and was sitting happily on her veranda. She also remembers how freedom smelled that time. She remembers a truck with a plate number of KYR 1205 parked near her house. She strummed harder and sang random words while her eyes observed people carrying furnitures, appliances and futons.
Let’s cross the rainbow and look for unicorns.
Tell me that this is not just a phase.
Her eyes met a girl with a long hair. Her shirt covered with sweat and her body breathing heavily-maybe it was because she was carrying those stuff that made her tired, Tiffany guessed.
And then I’ll squeeze your ugly face
Because I know it rhymes well with glass.
She took a break and used the back of her left hand to wipe her sweat. She stood there for about two minutes, facing Tiffany.
A chocolate-like girl is tired
Because of those futons-Oh, I’m wired...
Tiffany stopped strumming and looked at her. Amazingly fascinated at the human standing a few meters away from her and perfectly stunned as if the tan girl clicked the slow-motion button that time, making every strand of her hair sway slower from the wind, making her eyes move slowly to meet Tiffany’s gaze and making her face move slower before flashing her a smile. Everything is slower than the normal speed. It took Tiffany by surprise.
But I’m not tired....
Tiffany looks at the half-scribbled paper and silently cursed. Maybe it’s best if she writes another love letter than serenading her. It’s easier and it won’t make her nervous, she thought.
Tiffany sips her coffee and looks at the time. 8:01 AM.
Time for Yuri to wake up and grind her Ma.
Hmmm... What would Yuri be eating for breakfast today?
“Aish...” She whispered to herself. Her shoulders screaming in pain-all the body parts she moves scream in pain. An exact week of sudden work-out from the gym angered her inner muscles, except for her heart which is everyday blooming because of Yuri.
She found out three days and six hours after she met Yuri, that she applied as a taekwondo instructor at a gym near both of their houses. She wanted to try too. Besides, it’s good for both the mind and the body, as her friend would say.
“C’mon. Let’s try. I already had my first session with her. She’s strict but funny.”
“It’s actually her being funny. That’s the challenging part of focusing.”
“Once, she actually hit herself with her stick, it was funny. It was funnier when she tried to act cool.”
“Okay.” Tiffany remembers agreeing with her friend.
“And then we can go out after the sessions, maybe Tiffany? A movie before brunch? Or brunch before a movie?”
But the moment she stepped into the gym, she decided to quit the class. Not because she was afraid her chest might flatten once her co-sparring accidentally kicked both of it. Or she might lose her virginity while doing any split stretches (she was afraid her hymen would split into two if she does it 14 times a week) but it was because of Yuri.
“You smile so cute.” A random Yuri butted in their conversation.
Tiffany. Frozen.
“Oh yeah. She’s actually famous on our school because of her eyes whenever she smiles. She won the University smile during our time, right Tiffany? I also remember--”
“So, you’re in for my class?”
Tiffany. Awkwardly smiled.
Yuri showed that familiar smile to her.
“Then I’ll be looking forward to see your cute smile every class.”
Tiffany. Electrified.
And they didn’t even held hands yet.
Boring that she quit the Taekwondo class, she still goes to the gym. She said she’ll just use the treadmill and its friends to shape her body. It’s better for both of them. She still gets the chance to see her minus the split stretching and the high kicks.
Tiffany smiles as she smells the aroma escaping from her neighbor.
Bacon. Same breakfast as hers.
Hmmm... Is bacon her favorite food? Tiffany thinks and smiles. According to her notepad, bacon has the most moments of breakfast with her since she lived there. Bacon has also become Tiffany’s favorite food ever since.
She giggles and dreamingly stares at the window adjacent to her. What if they live together in one house? Tiffany guessed breakfast would be their favorite part of the day. Yuri will no longer have to hurry grinding her Ma because she will do the cooking for their bacons. Yuri will no longer have to jog while stuffing bacon sandwich on her mouth because Tiffany will wake her up early for the morning exercise. Yuri will no longer have to call her cute sister to turn off the stove because she forgot it while thinking about her daily work out at the park because, it will be her to turn it off. After Yuri returns, she will be the one to wash her hair with her favorite shampoo.
Hmmm... how fragrant that could be. She dreams that alot, the most. To wash her hair everyday and smell it. But first, she has to know what shampoo she uses. Maybe she’ll know it once she goes to look for the garbage later.
She loves Yuri, so much, she guessed.
“Who are you?”
“Are you the one who keeps on posting letters on my locker?”
“Your messages are sweet.”
Is it wrong if she keeps on following her from behind? It isn't right? She’s just afraid something might happen to her so she always follows her around. She loves Yuri, she only cares for her safety.
“Hello? Hello?”
“Is this some kind of a prank call?”
“Okay. Not funny anymore Sooyoung.”
“Yoona?”
“I swear stop calling me! I know taekwondo!”
Is it wrong if she calls her every night to hear her voice? It doesn’t right? She’s just afraid Yuri’s calling someone else, or someone special over the phone. She just wants to confirm before she says anything which she’s been planning up until now. She loves Yuri and she’s not sure about Yuri’s feelings so...
“You’re also the one who keeps on sending me those creepy letters right?”
“Stop calling me!”
“Die! You creeper!”
Tiffany watches slowly as Yuri leaves the house and went for a jog, this day she’s heading to her friend first and walk his dog at the park. She walks and heads in front of Yuri’s the garbage bin and looked around her surroundings.
Hmmm...Let’s just hope there’s no condom in here like the other two nights. Tiffany sighs. It can’t be. Well, Yuri has been inviting her friend over her house for almost a week now but her friend will always go between two to three in the morning. That’s not sleeping over, right? She also remembers seeing them in a fancy restaurant twice but she also goes to that too, they have the best bacons there. For sure.
She starts to dig her hands in the bin and smiles as random words appear inside her head.
Finally, she has something to write for Yuri. Finally, she can express how much she loves Yuri...so much. She feels those so-called butterflies in her stomach as she imagine Yuri saying the same words she’s been endlessly saying for her. Just for her.
A/N: Just a quick and safe one-shot after fixing my files. I shall try experimenting next time.Oh, wait! This is my first YulTi! Horray! Another oh! Valentines day is just around the corner.Happy birthday! Enjoy the roses and the chocolates! Or Enjoy tumblin’ and tweeting! :3
Author: ri0tkid
Pairing: Yuri x Tiffany (SNSD)
Type: One-shot
Genre: Angst
Rating: 13
Summary: Tiffany dreams alot about Yuri. But most of all, she dreams about Yuri saying those words just for her.
Disclaimer: I tried one but I was tempted for more so I tasted them all. It was ahmazing! But I didn’t eat it with wasabi. Just. Eww. Oh, we’re not talking about sushi? Soshi? Hell. No. Will not.
Hey, right now. I want to say I love you.
Tiffany scribbles heavy and jagged lines on the piece of paper. Obviously, she’s pressured and blank. She’s been trying to compose lyrics for about forty-six minutes and twenty-one seconds and aside from the first sentence, she hasn’t written any wonderful confession yet. She sighs and concentrates again while staring at the black coffee she made fifteen minutes ago.
Hmmm... What could Kwon Yuri be dreaming right now?
Tiffany shows a toothy grin and looks at her neighbor’s house. The bungalow house is painted in yellow with a slightly broken front door and has four windows, one facing her veranda which is also her favorite because she can see a preview of what’s inside the house and sometimes, even the owner herself.
A smile drops on her face as she remembers the first time she saw Yuri last four weeks, four days, thirteen hours and thirty-nine seconds ago. Tiffany is not the kind of person who hangs out with people near her vicinity because neighbours tend to be privy about everyone’s life and, she values her personal space so much. She remembers buying a guitar for her last salary on that damn company she worked for four years and was sitting happily on her veranda. She also remembers how freedom smelled that time. She remembers a truck with a plate number of KYR 1205 parked near her house. She strummed harder and sang random words while her eyes observed people carrying furnitures, appliances and futons.
Let’s cross the rainbow and look for unicorns.
Tell me that this is not just a phase.
Her eyes met a girl with a long hair. Her shirt covered with sweat and her body breathing heavily-maybe it was because she was carrying those stuff that made her tired, Tiffany guessed.
And then I’ll squeeze your ugly face
Because I know it rhymes well with glass.
She took a break and used the back of her left hand to wipe her sweat. She stood there for about two minutes, facing Tiffany.
A chocolate-like girl is tired
Because of those futons-Oh, I’m wired...
Tiffany stopped strumming and looked at her. Amazingly fascinated at the human standing a few meters away from her and perfectly stunned as if the tan girl clicked the slow-motion button that time, making every strand of her hair sway slower from the wind, making her eyes move slowly to meet Tiffany’s gaze and making her face move slower before flashing her a smile. Everything is slower than the normal speed. It took Tiffany by surprise.
But I’m not tired....
Tiffany looks at the half-scribbled paper and silently cursed. Maybe it’s best if she writes another love letter than serenading her. It’s easier and it won’t make her nervous, she thought.
Tiffany sips her coffee and looks at the time. 8:01 AM.
Time for Yuri to wake up and grind her Ma.
Hmmm... What would Yuri be eating for breakfast today?
“Aish...” She whispered to herself. Her shoulders screaming in pain-all the body parts she moves scream in pain. An exact week of sudden work-out from the gym angered her inner muscles, except for her heart which is everyday blooming because of Yuri.
She found out three days and six hours after she met Yuri, that she applied as a taekwondo instructor at a gym near both of their houses. She wanted to try too. Besides, it’s good for both the mind and the body, as her friend would say.
“C’mon. Let’s try. I already had my first session with her. She’s strict but funny.”
“It’s actually her being funny. That’s the challenging part of focusing.”
“Once, she actually hit herself with her stick, it was funny. It was funnier when she tried to act cool.”
“Okay.” Tiffany remembers agreeing with her friend.
“And then we can go out after the sessions, maybe Tiffany? A movie before brunch? Or brunch before a movie?”
But the moment she stepped into the gym, she decided to quit the class. Not because she was afraid her chest might flatten once her co-sparring accidentally kicked both of it. Or she might lose her virginity while doing any split stretches (she was afraid her hymen would split into two if she does it 14 times a week) but it was because of Yuri.
“You smile so cute.” A random Yuri butted in their conversation.
Tiffany. Frozen.
“Oh yeah. She’s actually famous on our school because of her eyes whenever she smiles. She won the University smile during our time, right Tiffany? I also remember--”
“So, you’re in for my class?”
Tiffany. Awkwardly smiled.
Yuri showed that familiar smile to her.
“Then I’ll be looking forward to see your cute smile every class.”
Tiffany. Electrified.
And they didn’t even held hands yet.
Boring that she quit the Taekwondo class, she still goes to the gym. She said she’ll just use the treadmill and its friends to shape her body. It’s better for both of them. She still gets the chance to see her minus the split stretching and the high kicks.
Tiffany smiles as she smells the aroma escaping from her neighbor.
Bacon. Same breakfast as hers.
Hmmm... Is bacon her favorite food? Tiffany thinks and smiles. According to her notepad, bacon has the most moments of breakfast with her since she lived there. Bacon has also become Tiffany’s favorite food ever since.
She giggles and dreamingly stares at the window adjacent to her. What if they live together in one house? Tiffany guessed breakfast would be their favorite part of the day. Yuri will no longer have to hurry grinding her Ma because she will do the cooking for their bacons. Yuri will no longer have to jog while stuffing bacon sandwich on her mouth because Tiffany will wake her up early for the morning exercise. Yuri will no longer have to call her cute sister to turn off the stove because she forgot it while thinking about her daily work out at the park because, it will be her to turn it off. After Yuri returns, she will be the one to wash her hair with her favorite shampoo.
Hmmm... how fragrant that could be. She dreams that alot, the most. To wash her hair everyday and smell it. But first, she has to know what shampoo she uses. Maybe she’ll know it once she goes to look for the garbage later.
She loves Yuri, so much, she guessed.
“Who are you?”
“Are you the one who keeps on posting letters on my locker?”
“Your messages are sweet.”
Is it wrong if she keeps on following her from behind? It isn't right? She’s just afraid something might happen to her so she always follows her around. She loves Yuri, she only cares for her safety.
“Hello? Hello?”
“Is this some kind of a prank call?”
“Okay. Not funny anymore Sooyoung.”
“Yoona?”
“I swear stop calling me! I know taekwondo!”
Is it wrong if she calls her every night to hear her voice? It doesn’t right? She’s just afraid Yuri’s calling someone else, or someone special over the phone. She just wants to confirm before she says anything which she’s been planning up until now. She loves Yuri and she’s not sure about Yuri’s feelings so...
“You’re also the one who keeps on sending me those creepy letters right?”
“Stop calling me!”
“Die! You creeper!”
Tiffany watches slowly as Yuri leaves the house and went for a jog, this day she’s heading to her friend first and walk his dog at the park. She walks and heads in front of Yuri’s the garbage bin and looked around her surroundings.
Hmmm...Let’s just hope there’s no condom in here like the other two nights. Tiffany sighs. It can’t be. Well, Yuri has been inviting her friend over her house for almost a week now but her friend will always go between two to three in the morning. That’s not sleeping over, right? She also remembers seeing them in a fancy restaurant twice but she also goes to that too, they have the best bacons there. For sure.
She starts to dig her hands in the bin and smiles as random words appear inside her head.
Finally, she has something to write for Yuri. Finally, she can express how much she loves Yuri...so much. She feels those so-called butterflies in her stomach as she imagine Yuri saying the same words she’s been endlessly saying for her. Just for her.
A/N: Just a quick and safe one-shot after fixing my files. I shall try experimenting next time.Oh, wait! This is my first YulTi! Horray! Another oh! Valentines day is just around the corner.Happy birthday! Enjoy the roses and the chocolates! Or Enjoy tumblin’ and tweeting! :3