Opposites Attract

“Tiff?”

A smile befell said woman’s face when she felt a thin pair of arms encircle her waist.

“Jess?”

Jessica planted her head on the smiling woman’s shoulder, enjoying the softness of Tiffany’s hair on her cheek and the smooth texture of Tiffany’s stomach on her hands, her midriff exposed by her choice of top.

“Let’s not go to that party,” the slightly shorter woman suggested, planting a kiss directly underneath to Tiffany’s ear. A musical giggle emitted from Tiffany’s lips, jumping slightly at the ticklish sensation. “Let’s just stay at home and watch a movie and cuddle.”

“I already promised Taeyeon we’d go though,” Tiffany reminded the pouting woman, locking eyes with her through the giant bathroom mirror in front of them. “Plus, it’s going to be fun! I heard there’s going to be drinking games.”

“Mmm,” Jessica hummed, leaning further into the woman trapped inside her arms, “You look so good, Tiff.”

“Hm?” The recipient of the compliment, although commonly the recipient of such words, found herself fighting back a blush nonetheless. “Where’d that come from?”

Hearing her girlfriend laugh nervously as she normally did when flustered, Jessica smiled. “I haven’t seen you wear this top before. Did you buy it for this party?”

“Mhm.”

“Green looks great on you.”

“Tha—”

“Your abs look so sexy, and it makes your boobs look amazing, too.”

This time, Tiffany couldn’t hide the redness now overtaking her face. “O-Oh, does it?”

Jessica nodded, continuing to watch Tiffany put the final touches on her makeup. “I don’t want everyone else noticing how sexy my girlfriend is.”

“…So, are you saying that other outfits don’t make me look sexy?”

Jessica’s facial expression morphed into a conflicted frown. “Well, no…”

“So, no matter what I would wear, everyone would be able to see how sexy I am, right?”

Defeated by the now smugly smiling woman’s superior logic, Jessica conceded, “Yeah, you’re right.”

“So it’s no problem if I go to the party wearing this, right?”

“…I guess not…”

The hands around her waist were pulled off and the previously trapped woman turned around to face the defeated expression of her girlfriend. “Come on, the party’s going to be fun! I promise! And if you don’t think so, we can just leave early. OK?”

Jessica nodded, albeit more as a gesture of acceptance rather than the one of excitement Tiffany was hoping for. Seeing it, Tiffany sighed, opening her mouth to add something else, not believing she was actually saying what she was about to say. “There’s gonna be a lot of people there you can tease me in front of.”

As expected, that perked Jessica’s attention, her dreary eyes gaining an excited focus and her lips curling back into a smile. “Oh!”

Tiffany half wondered why she subjected herself to this but was quickly reminded upon seeing Jessica’s freshly excited expression. Damn, was she absolutely whipped for this cutie. “Shall we go?”

“Let’s walk.” When Tiffany gave her a strange expression, one that clearly asked who-are-you-and-what-have-you-done-with-my-Jessica, she elaborated. “The weather’s nice.” And although Jessica didn’t include her secret other reason, that she wanted to spend more alone time with Tiffany, the acquiescing woman understood it to be the case all the same.

“Do you want me to carry that?”

After departing, Tiffany made sure to bring along a bag she had prepared days before: a birthday present for Taeyeon, a few scented candles Tiffany thought she would like. “It’s ok, I don’t want my girlfriend-who-hates-any-physical-activity-but-is-somehow-an-amazing-dancer to run out of energy before we even arrive.”

The smile on Jessica’s face provided a contrast to her childish, defiant gesture of sticking her tongue out at the accusatory woman. “I wouldn’t have had to waste all that time and energy if you hadn’t told me you liked guys who were great dancers back in middle school.”

“But you look so sexy when you’re dancing, so it’s a win-win, isn’t it?”

Hearing that again perked Jessica’s attention. “Oh … do I really?”

Tiffany laughed. “This isn’t the first time I’ve told you this—heck, this probably isn’t even the hundredth time I’ve told you this. What are you acting so surprised about?” Jessica didn’t reply, instead humming happily with a smile on her face and a pep to her step, swinging their arms connected via their interlocked hands with more gusto. Tiffany couldn’t help but laugh. “You’re so easy to please.”

“Hey, don’t say that! It’s just that you’re great at pleasing me!”

Tiffany’s eyes widened, immediately noticing the innuendo in her sentence, erasing the surprise in her face when she noticed her girlfriend completely oblivious to it. How ironic was it that Jessica was usually the one making dirty, teasing remarks but Tiffany was the one with the dirtier mind? But it was something that Tiffany loved about her innocent significant other: it just went to show that it was Tiffany herself that brought out Jessica’s perverted side. On the other hand, because she did have those thoughts, what did it say about herself?

No, it didn’t necessarily say anything. Plus, she rarely had those kinds of thoughts with anyone else.

“Why are you shaking your head?”

“Hm? Oh! Nothing, I was just thinking about something.”

“What were you thinking about?”

“It’s nothing.”

“Are you sure?”

Tiffany nodded, and although Jessica was curious, she left it at that. The walk itself was twenty or so minutes, but despite taking a bit longer to get there than intended, the couple were still amongst the first to arrive.

“Oh, it’s JeTi! Come in!”

Sunny stepped aside, ushering the two in. “You’re like the third and fourth people to arrive.”

“Really? Wow, I guess walking really was worth it,” Tiffany chirped, dropping off her shoes at the entry and pulling Jessica further into the residence.

“Oh, did you guys walk?” Hyeri was the next to appear, a barely touched bottle of alcohol in her hand. It seemed like the bottle was put into her hands against her wishes—probably by Sunny—and she carried around more out of courtesy than a desire to drink. “Good thing, because did you see the parking lot? There’s barely any more space for guests!”

“Oh really? Aren’t there supposed to be, like, twenty people showing up?”

“Yeah, I know right?” The trio wandered into the kitchen, Sunny having already scurried there before them, seeing Sooyoung sitting at the island table chatting away with Taeyeon at the stove, cooking. “That’s what you get for being so popular, Taengoo.”

“Hm?” The petite woman turned around, her eyes sparkling with joy when they landed on the newly arrived couple. “Oh! Tiffany, Jessica, hi! Welcome, so glad you could make it! I would hug you, but…” the turner in her hand helped her gesture to the apron adorning her torso, already sullied with what appeared to be a smear of some kind of sauce for meat.

“No worries, and happy birthday!”

“Happy birthday,” Jessica chimed in.