They went to a corner and started making out.
Even though a distant voice inside her head kept telling Yongsun to stop that interaction, she was melting in Byul-YI's arms.
It was the younger one who remembered the architect was more than tipsy and interrupted their wild moment.
__ Let's go, Yongsun. I'm taking you home now.
__ Aigo. The party has just begun.
Byul-YI declared firmly:
__ Don't resist. Otherwise, I'll carry you in front of your friends.
The 28-year-old grinned:
__ Why are you so cute?
Grabbing her phone in the back pocket of her pants, the brown-haired one sent Minhyuk a message telling him to get a cab because she had to bring drunk Yong home.
Then, the 22-year-old interlocked their hands and dragged the older girl out of the mansion.
Yongsun laughed when the massage therapist forced her to get into the car.
Byul-YI fastened the brunette's seatbelt and had her face grabbed while receiving a sensual kiss.
Using all her self-control, the skinny one nuzzled the stunning woman and left to do to the passenger seat.
__ What's the problem? You don't like me anymore?__ The dark-haired one mumbled.
The younger one turned on the engine and responded:
__ That's not even possible. But it's not my style to take a chance on drunk chicks.
__ I'm no chick! And who is drunk?__ Yongsun sounded pissed off.
Preventing a smile, the massage therapist said:
__ I'm sorry. I'm gonna choose my words properly next time.
__ Hm.__ The architect rested her head after pouting.
The younger one kept checking her companion from time to time and shook her head with a grin when the brunette fell asleep.
Driving carefully, the girl was able to avoid traffic for most of the way and they arrived home 45 minutes later.
Yongsun didn't have any response when the 22-year-old tried to wake her up. So Byul-YI struggled but carried her inside.
After leaving the stunning woman on the sofa to lock the main door, the handsome one scratched her head and took a deep breath to gather the energy to carry the architect upstairs.
However, Yongsun woke up and walked with the younger girl's support.
__ You are such a cutie pie, Byul-YI! How can you be such a gentlewoman?__ The brunette murmured on the massage therapist's neck.
Immediately covered in shivers, the younger one opened the bedroom door and said:
__ This is just a decent human being helping another. Now go to bed.
__ Why don't you come with me?__ Yongsun pushed the brown-haired one and lay on top of her with a smirk on her face.
Taking a deep breath, Byul-YI said:
__ You should get some sleep to let the alcohol leave your brain.
The dark-haired one mumbled and kissed the girl's collarbone:
__ Don't be a party pooper! I'm not drunk.
__ You're not sober either.
Yongsun spoke in a very low e seductive tone:
YOU ARE READING
You're gonna marry me
Fanfiction8-year-old Moonbyul meets her brother's best friend Yongsun( 6 years older) and tells her she will be her wife someday, which seems cute in the teenager's eyes. Minhyuk and Yongsun go through many things together and date and break up several times...
