Tiffanys P.O.V
Today was a busy day. Not only do I need to finish this dress, Taeyeon is also coming in today to talk about my life in the fashion industry. I was stressing and I don't need to be more than I already am.
"Hey loser. Ready to start?" Taeyeon said.
"Yeah. Just sit over there, I need to keep working on this dress." I replied.
"Alright, do you by any chance have any batteries." She asked.
"Yes I do actually, here let me get them" I said.
Walking away towards the other room in need of batteries, I see a man walk by. He was a really handsome man. He was no where near as good looking as Taeyeon though. She had legs to die for.
"Are you just going to stand there or actually give me the batteries" Taeyeon jokingly said.
I snapped out of my trance and handed her the batteries. Only they fell, causing them to roll away.
"I'll get them! Are you always this much of a klutz?" Taeyeon said.
I wasn't even listening to her as she turned and bent over. She was wearing a skirt. I don't know if she purposely didn't wear and underwear or she just forgot to. I could see everything from her.
"HELLOOOOOO, TIFFANY!" Taeyeon yelled out.
Snapping out of my trance I replied "What? I'm sorry I must've spaced out, what'd you say?"
"Yeah well maybe if you weren't staring at my ass you would've known what I said." Taeyeon smirked.
I blushed.
"I was not staring at your ass!" I gasped out.
I started rambling on and on about how I wasn't looking at her.
"Tiffany. Relax. I was just messing with you." Her loud laugh echoed.
God damn. Her laugh was beautiful. Almost as beautiful as her. What the hell was this girl doing to me. I've never taken any interest in a woman.
Guess that's another thing Taeyeon is changing.
My sexuality.
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FanfictionTiffany is a fashion designer, Taeyeon a journalist. What will come of their relationship? Love? Hate? Pain? Find out in loving you.