"Do you know what day today is?"
"Wednesday."
"Yes, but I told you I meant something else."
"No idea."
"Oh come on, Sica." Yuri poked the blonde. "You're pretending, right?"
Jessica swatted Yuri's hand away. "Stop that," she scolded. "People are staring."
The tanned girl sulked but Jessica just rolled her eyes. Yuri was getting on her nerves with that question since the moment they woke up this morning.
"Do you... really not know?"
Jessica rolled her eyes and turned away from Yuri, looking out the bus window. She took her phone out of her bag and pressed random buttons just to occupy herself and show Yuri that she was fed up with that stupid question. It was peace for a while, and Jessica thought Yuri had finally given up when the bus came to a sudden halt and her body was crushed from behind the next moment. She found herself trapped between the window and long, tanned arms.
"Oh, sorry." Yuri's warm breath grazed Jessica's cheek, the playful voice betraying her words.
Jessica shoved Yuri away with her elbow, giving the girl a glare. She looked around, worried that Yuri was catching unnecessary attention again, but luckily people were too busy getting off the bus to notice them. Jessica escaped from Yuri's arms and wiggled her way through the crowd to get to the bus doors.
"Don't ignore me!" Yuri called after Jessica, but the blonde was already out. "Sica, wait!"
Yuri jumped off the bus and jogged to catch up with Jessica, her briefcase clutched under one arm.
"Stop being so cold, will ya?"
"Stop being so annoying. You're acting like an attention-craving kid."
"What's so wrong with wanting to get my girlfriend's attention?"
"For the nth time, Yuri, don't call me your girlfriend!"
"But—"
Jessica turned around and glared. Yuri's protest turned into an inaudible mumble. The blonde turned on her heels again, just when a man's voice called out to them.
"Young lady! Excuse me, please!"
Jessica ignored both Yuri and the voice as she walked away icily. But Yuri turned around and she saw an older man approaching them, panting to catch his breath.
"Your girlfriend forgot her phone on the bus," he said, showing Yuri the said object.
Hearing that, Jessica stopped in her tracks.
"Oh, geez," Yuri took the phone. "It's really hers. Thank you so much!"
Jessica went back to Yuri's side and thanked the kind person, bowing deep to show her gratitude. She repeated the motion over and over again, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and guilt. The old man just laughed, saying that she was welcome. He told the two girls to be more careful next time and bid goodbye.
"Here," Yuri stuffed the phone into Jessica's bag. "Now let's go, girlfriend."
Yuri grabbed Jessica's hand with a smile, pulling the blonde along. Jessica didn't object this time. She quietly followed the taller girl, her cheeks still not able to get rid of that bright red color.
Was it really that obvious that they were a couple?
Jessica looked at their hands, the feeling of Yuri's fingers in her palm spreading warmth in her chest for an unexplainable reason. A small smile formed on her lips as Yuri kept dragging her behind, oblivious to the thoughts in her head. Jessica squeezed the taller girl's hand lightly. She just found her answer in this possessive grab.
