"Okay, Taeyon, let me get this straight. Tiffany will move in with you, tomorrow? As in less than 24 hours from now?"
"Yes, Sunny. You straighten this issue for dozens times already. Stop it." Taeyeon rolled her eyes.
"Oh my God! Who would've thought! I mean, she's moving in with you. It feels surreal, you know?"
"Listen here, you shorty. I barely know her. I only saw her once-"
"But you will see her everyday now." Sunny cut her off.
"It's not the point! Seriously! Why are you being like this? My freedom is over, Sunny. Don't you get it? Mom and dad would literally kill me if they ever find out that I have a lot of flings. Especially now, when they expect me to marry their best friend daughter." She said it in one breath and sigh dramatically is the end.
"Well that is what I'm talking about. Aren't you tired? You act like you don't care but I know you better, Taeyeon. What you did is not healthy for both mentally and physically. Why can't you see this as a positive thing?" Taeyeon raised her eyebrows indicating Sunny to made it clear. "I think it's time for you to let go your past and start living the present. Your parents want the finest for you. I'm sure Tiffany is a good girl. You don't know her yet to make bad judgment of her. So please, I'm begging you as your best friend who loves you very much, try your best."
"I don't want to get attached to anyone, Sunny. You know that," she whispered tiredly. The bottom of her stomach suddenly felt like it twisted, remembering the certain scene she can never forget.
"Hey," the blonde nudged her friend softly. "Tiffany is not her, I don't know this Tiffany either but I trust your parents. If they're not sure about this, they wouldn't offer it from the beginning."
"Force it is the actual word," the doctor stared blankly at her lunch. All this time, she'd been avoided any kind of attachment to anybody. What she did was just for fun and nothing meant. She wasn't sure about the idea of let Tiffany- who was practically stranger to her in into her messy live. She was lost in her own mind to realize her phone was ringing inside her lab coat pocket.
Sunny threw her fries, earned a deathful glared from Taeyeon.
"Your phone," she simply said. Taeyeon took out her cell phone as she noticed the familiar caller name on her screen.
"Mom?" she greeted the older woman.
"Hey sweety. Take you long enough to answer, are you busy?" she asked.
"Umm... not really." She spoke hesitantly, she had this bad feeling regarding the phone call. "Why? What's up?"
"I just want you to know that half of Tiffany's stuff will be deliver tonight, perhaps you could make home before seven?"
"Why? I thought she'll move in tomorrow?" her unpleased tone went unnoticed by her mother.
"It'd make tomorrow less hectic, duh! Just be home early, okay? I wish we could help but your father business hasn't done yet. And honey, please don't make unreasonable excuse."
See?
"Okay mom, I'll be home before seven. Happy?"
"Very. Now go back to work and get it done. Bye sweety!" she hung up.
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Taeyeon ran for her live as she entered her apartment building in bullet sweats. She promised her mom she'd be home by seven but her watch showed 8.19 p.m. when she woke up in on-call room. She was drained from long surgery that she fell asleep when she finally met a neat bed and her phone was out of battery whilst her pager was nowhere near her so basically she knew nothing about a hundred missed calls from her parents.
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Fanfiction"The whole idea was a mess, in fact it was stupid. To get married with someone who's practically a stranger to me was already an absurd concept. But having a child with her was another level of ridiculousness." -Kim Taeyeon - All credit goes to...
