Twice one-shots

The elevator (sahyo)

The elevator jolted to a sudden halt, plunging Sana and Jihyo into darkness. Panic fluttered in Sana's chest as she reached out, her fingers finding nothing but empty air.

"Jihyo, are you okay?" Sana's voice trembled with uncertainty.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Jihyo replied, her tone steady but tinged with concern. "Looks like we're stuck."

Sana's heart raced as she fumbled for her phone, the dim glow providing little solace in the cramped space. "What do we do now?"

Jihyo's hand found Sana's in the darkness, her touch sending shivers down Sana's spine. "We wait for help to arrive."

But as the minutes stretched into what felt like hours, the air grew thick with tension. Sana's breath hitched as Jihyo's fingers traced patterns on her skin, igniting a fire in her veins.

"Jihyo," Sana whispered, her voice barely a murmur in the silence.

Before she could protest, Jihyo's lips crashed against hers, a hunger burning in her eyes. Sana melted into the kiss, her senses overwhelmed by the intoxicating taste of Jihyo's lips.

With a swift movement, Jihyo lifted Sana into her arms, pressing her against the wall of the elevator. Sana's heart raced as she wrapped her legs around Jihyo's waist, lost in the heat of the moment.

Their kisses grew deeper, more urgent, as they surrendered to the passion that simmered between them. In the confined space of the elevator, there was no room for hesitation, only desire.

As the elevator shuddered back to life, Sana and Jihyo broke apart, their breaths ragged with longing. But as the doors slid open, revealing the outside world once more, they shared a knowing glance, their secret bond stronger than ever before.

And as they stepped out into the light, hand in hand, they knew that they had found something worth fighting for in the depths of the darkness.