Tiffany's P.O.V
Taeyeon was really weird. Not in a bad way, she was those type of weird people that'd you wanna get to know. She was mysterious. She kept to herself but she also shared enough with me.
It's leaving me wanting more. How can one person who's only been friends with me for 3 days be getting to me? For fuck sakes she probably doesn't even like me at all. I thought I was straight.
"Tiffany, are you doing okay? You're spacing out" Taeyeon asked.
"Huh? Oh yes Im doing fine, don't worry about me sweetie." I replied.
Taeyeon rolled her eyes. "Stop calling me sweetie, call me by my name."
She's so cute when she's mad.
"Okay, but then I'll just have to call you taeyeon which is quite boring to call you. Can I call you Tae?" I smiled at her.
"Sure." She replied
My heart fluttered when she say yes. This'll be something special between me and her.
"Can I call you Fany?" She asked giggling.
"Of course Tae." I replied in a cute voice.
"Promise me something." She said.
I stopped what I was doing and looked at her. I wonder what it could be that she wanted me to promise. Would it be something silly or serious?
"mhmm?"
"Promise me that I'll be the only one who can call you fany." She said in a serious tone.
"I Promise, tae." I said sincerely.
I hope she knows I'm not one to break my promises. I keep them no matter what. Tae will be the only person who can call me Fany.
It's not just because I promised but because the only other person I allowed to call me fany was my mother.
That's how special Tae is becoming to me.
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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.