Yonghwa left her sitting there whil

Yonghwa left her sitting there while he talked to some of his co-workers. She was bored again and wanted nothing but go home but she promised him that she was going to stay until after the candle-blowing. She slumped her shoulders and leaned against her chair as she tapped her fingers to the beat of the music.

She closed her eyes and was about to doze off – thanks to the wine – when a hand landed on her shoulder. She jumped in surprise and quickly turned her head. She almost gasped when she was greeted by a familiar smile.

“So why isn’t the birthday girl enjoying her birthday party?”

Because you weren’t here. “I...” She was speechless. The person she had been dying to see the whole night was right in front of her, smiling that smile that she loved.

“May I have this dance?” Taeyeon’s right hand was held in front of her.

Gently, she placed her hand on Taeyeon’s palm and let the older girl pull her up from the seat. They made their way to the dance floor. Tiffany watched as the sea of her dancing employees parted to create a path towards the center. With a snap of Taeyeon’s fingers, the light dimmed and the song immediately changed in to a much slower one.

She looked around the room and saw her employees dancing in pairs, circling around the center of the dance floor where she and Taeyeon were.

Tiffany gasped when Taeyeon pulled her closer by the hand. Taeyeon took both hands and slowly led them to her shoulders. Taeyeon then placed her own hands on Tiffany’s hips, slowly leading their dance. They were looking deeply into each other’s eyes as their bodies swayed from side to side.

“You look beautiful,” Taeyeon said.

“T-thank you. W-why are you here?”

Taeyeon’s eyes twinkled in amusement. “You don’t want me here?” She teased Tiffany by letting her hands slowly fall from Tiffany’s hips.

Sensing Taeyeon’s loosing grip, she panicked. “No no no! I was just asking because you told me you had to pack your things and so I thought–”

Taeyeon ended Tiffany’s rambling by placing her lips on Tiffany’s. It was a quick kiss that left both of them wanting more.

Taeyeon smiled, re-placing her hands back on Tiffany’s hips. “Juhyun called me about a party and asked if I could come as a surprise. Apparently, you found out about the surprise party but they really wanted to surprise you with something else.” She chuckled. “I was supposed to come out with the cake and surprise you then, but seeing your cute pout throughout the night made me unable to control myself from coming near you.”

Tiffany blushed then remembered something Yonghwa said. Cake? “Cake? You were supposed to bring me the cake? By any chance, did you make the cake?”

Taeyeon laughed. “Yeah, I did, and I forgot to clean up the kitchen too.” She shook her head. “Remind me to clean it up when we get home.”

Tiffany hesitated before asking, “So, you’re done packing?”

“Yup, I am.”

Tiffany sighed and looked down.

Taeyeon lifted her head by the chin. “Hey, don’t be sad. It’s your party and I don’t want to see you sulking. I rushed to finish packing just to spend more time with you so let’s enjoy it okay?”

Tiffany nodded and let Taeyeon peck her lips.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

Yonghwa meninggalkan dia duduk di sana sementara ia berbicara dengan beberapa rekan kerja. Dia merasa bosan lagi dan ingin apa-apa kecuali pulang tapi dia berjanji kepadanya bahwa dia akan tinggal sampai setelah lilin-bertiup. Dia merosot bahu dan bersandar kursinya sambil mengetuk jari-jarinya dengan ketukan musik. Dia menutup matanya dan hendak tertidur - berkat anggur - ketika tangan mendarat di bahunya. Dia melompat kaget dan cepat menoleh. Dia hampir tersentak ketika ia disambut oleh senyum akrab. "Jadi mengapa tidak ulang tahun gadis menikmati pesta ulang tahunnya?" Karena kau tidak di sini. "Aku ..." Dia terdiam. Orang dia telah mati untuk melihat seluruh malam itu tepat di depannya, tersenyum bahwa senyum yang ia cintai. "Mungkin saya harus tarian ini?" Tangan kanan Taeyeon diadakan di depannya. Dengan lembut, dia meletakkan tangannya di sawit dan Taeyeon membiarkan gadis yang lebih tua menariknya naik dari kursi. Mereka membuat jalan mereka ke lantai dansa. Tiffany menyaksikan lautan karyawan menari berpisah untuk membuat jalan menuju pusat. Dengan menjentikkan jari Taeyeon, cahaya redup dan lagu segera berubah ke satu jauh lebih lambat. Dia melihat ke sekeliling ruangan dan melihat karyawan nya menari berpasangan, berputar-putar di sekitar pusat lantai dansa di mana dia dan Taeyeon yang. Tiffany tersentak ketika Taeyeon menariknya lebih dekat dengan tangan. Taeyeon mengambil kedua tangan dan perlahan-lahan membawa mereka ke bahunya. Taeyeon kemudian ditempatkan tangannya sendiri di pinggul Tiffany, perlahan-lahan memimpin tarian mereka. Mereka melihat secara mendalam ke dalam mata masing-masing sebagai tubuh mereka bergoyang dari sisi ke sisi. "Kau terlihat cantik," kata Taeyeon. "T-terima kasih. W-mengapa kau di sini? "Mata Taeyeon berbinar geli. "Anda tidak ingin saya di sini?" Dia menggoda Tiffany dengan membiarkan tangannya perlahan jatuh dari pinggul Tiffany. Sensing Taeyeon Loosing pegangan, dia panik. "Tidak tidak tidak! Aku hanya bertanya karena Anda bilang Anda harus berkemas hal dan jadi saya pikir- "Taeyeon berakhir bertele-tele Tiffany dengan menempatkan bibirnya di Tiffany. Itu ciuman cepat yang meninggalkan mereka berdua menginginkan lebih. Taeyeon tersenyum, kembali menempatkan-tangannya kembali di pinggul Tiffany. "Juhyun menelepon saya tentang pesta dan bertanya apakah aku bisa datang sebagai kejutan. Rupanya, Anda tahu tentang pesta kejutan tapi mereka benar-benar ingin mengejutkan Anda dengan sesuatu yang lain. "Dia tertawa. "Aku seharusnya keluar dengan kue dan mengejutkan Anda kemudian, tapi melihat cemberut lucu Anda sepanjang malam membuat saya tidak dapat mengendalikan diri dari datang di dekat Anda." Tiffany tersipu kemudian teringat sesuatu Yonghwa mengatakan. Cake? "Cake? Anda seharusnya membawa saya kue? Kebetulan, apakah Anda membuat kue? "Taeyeon tertawa. "Ya, saya lakukan, dan saya lupa untuk membersihkan dapur juga." Dia menggeleng. "Ingatkan aku untuk membersihkannya ketika kita pulang." Tiffany ragu-ragu sebelum bertanya, "Jadi, Anda selesai packing?" "Yup, saya." Tiffany menghela napas dan menunduk. Taeyeon mengangkat kepalanya oleh dagu. "Hei, jangan sedih. Ini pesta Anda dan saya tidak ingin melihat Anda merajuk. Aku bergegas ke selesai kemasan hanya untuk menghabiskan lebih banyak waktu dengan Anda jadi mari kita menikmatinya oke? "Tiffany mengangguk dan membiarkan Taeyeon mematuk bibirnya.