Teeter totter (2SHIN one-shots)

Borderline tipsy..?

Her smile was impish and her eyes sparkled with delight as she held tightly onto a box of pocky. Ryujin had been avoiding her since the day she came home drunk last week. Nothing too extreme, of course, Ryujin would never make her intentions so obvious, but Yuna wasn't dumb she knew exactly why Ryujin quietly excused herself whenever they were alone after practice. Yuna wasn't going to let her avoid her forever. Yuna slumped her back against the frame of the door before peeking inside and spotting, Ryujin who was currently on the couch oblivious to anything besides the television in the dimly lit living room.

"Ryujin Unnie." Ryujin averted her gaze from the television to Yuna momentarily before gluing them back to the screen earning a frown from Yuna.

"I'm watching TV." Ryujin stated diverting all her attention to the TV.

"Can I watch with you?" Ryujin turned her head back to Yuna clearly not expecting the question.

"Of course," Ryujin replied shifting her weight on the couch before moving over. "I don't think you like this genre though." Yuna ignored Ryujin's last-ditch effort to send her away and waved her box of pocky in the air instead watching in amusement as Ryujin's eyes widened a fraction before promptly marching over and plopping herself right beside Ryujin.

"You're right."

"What?" Ryujin questioned her eyes trained on the snack in Yuna's hands.

"I don't like this genre. I can believe you watch these horribly, cheesy romances!" Yuna accused pointing at the television and thoroughly judging the cringe worthy kiss scene that was currently being played in slow motion.
"What're you talking about? They're a match made in heaven look at-"

"He's eating her face! That is not how kissing should look like." Yuna exclaimed ripping open her pocky and pulling a piece out. Ryujin rolled her eyes at her comment.

"And you know how kissing is suppose to look like?" Ryujin snorted propping her head onto her elbow which was rested against the couch.

"Yeah, come I'll show you." Yuna held the pocky casually in between her teeth
and gestured for Ryujin to do the same on the other end. Ryujin froze, her heart stopped for a moment and she stared incredulously as Yuna leaned forward and poked the snack against her own lip prompting her to play.

"Do it," Yuna encouraged between her teeth. Ryujin raised an eyebrow and wondered where she learned how to flirt so well.

"Nice try, but you'll have to do better than that." Ryujin had meant to tease the girl only a bit, but had to hold back a laugh when the poutiest expression she had ever seen crossed the younger girls face. Her eyes fell to the ground, her cheeks puffed, the corners of her mouth pulled into the tiniest frown and the pocky stick hung from her lips dejectedly in defeat.

"Do you hate me or something?" Yuna mumbled nibbling on her snack in defeat.

"What?"

"Because I like you. "

"I like you too." Ryujin stated, realizing the conversation at hand felt quite familiar.

"What kind of like?" Yuna questioned and a part of Ryujin really wished she would never have to answer this question when they were both sober and the other part, well, the other part wished for so much more. Yuna shifted closer clearly awaiting some sort of response and Ryujin felt her hip hit the arm of the couch as she tried to inch away.

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Yuna was not happy. Her foil proof plan had been foiled. Not only had Ryujin refused her pocky, but she also refused to give her an answer and was currently trying to sink into the couch like it would swallow her up and save her from Yuna.

"Unnie, are you going to give me some sort of answer?"

"Not tonight, Yuna." Ryujin turned her entire face away avoiding all eye contact with Yuna and it was driving Yuna borderline insane at how quickly this was becoming difficult. 

"Why not? Could you at least face me?" Yuna felt her ears ring with anger. She was about to lose it. Ryujin was seriously going to be the death of her.

"Can we not do this tonight?" Yuna felt her patience snap and she roughly grappled Ryujin's wrists and leaned over her.

"LOOK! I get it if you don't like me, but.." Even in this dim lighting Yuna could see how flushed Ryujin's cheeks were, her eyebrows were slightly creased, her lips were a dangerous red and looked ready to spew out fire. "You're blushing."Yuna stated blankly.

"You're so goddamn persistent! You always gotta have your way! Are you forgetting which one of us is older?"

"I like you. I think you're pretty even when you're rambling." Yuna tested, amusement played through her eyes when Ryujin turned a whole new shade of red and averted her gaze before a scowl formed on her face.

"Yuna.." Ryujin warned.

"I secretly think your body's super sexy and Its kinda hard not to check you out during practice." Ryujin wanted to die of embarrassment, and yet her heart would not stop thumping at these stupid, stupid remarks.

"I'm kidding, the members, they all know. Its not a secret." Ryujin looked skeptically at Yuna and noticed the slight glaze in her eyes. In one swift movement Ryujin wrestled her way on top, effectively pinning Yuna to the couch.

"Where were you before you got here?" Ryujin narrowed her eyes.

"Just here and there." Yuna answered meekly.

"I don't suppose you went drinking again?" Ryujin accused, freeing the younger girl, once she felt her squirm beneath her.

"Yeah, but I'm not drunk." Yuna smirked at her little loophole. "You told me not to come home drunk, I'm not drunk. I'm borderline... tipsy." Ryujin mentally facepalmed she knew Yuna had to be on something- she was being exceptionally weird today, not to mention daring. Ryujin did a quick doubletake towards the television where the credits were being played signaling, the end of the film.

"You ruined my movie." Yuna just shrugged and wrinkled her nose before curling up against Ryujin's side, resting her head into the older girl's lap. Her long legs hung off the other end of the couch and Ryujin couldn't help, but smile at the resemblance Yuna had to her cats. 

"Look Unnie, you're super lucky I'm kinda tired today, but just you wait I'll have you cornered again." Yuna yawned.

"Don't you come home borderline tipsy again." Ryujin warned but the lilt in her voice implied otherwise. Her hand came up to brush some of Yuna's hair out of her face and her heart swelled at the happy little hum that left her maknae's lips.

"Whatever."

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Sorry for the delay (I'm working on another 2shin rn!) This is a pt 2 of "stick to juice boxes, baby" (this one's slightly rushed and unedited, sorry) Thank you for taking the time to read this story. It is always appreciated. Ya'll are awesome :)