Tiffany was still frozen. She looke

Tiffany was still frozen. She looked at the hand Taeyeon held and smiled widely. All the anger and disappointment she felt earlier vanished when she felt Taeyeon’s warm hands holding hers.

She snapped out of her thoughts when Taeyeon came back and handed her a plate. “You know, I’m glad you aren’t stubborn anymore. Loosen up more, ‘kay? I like you better that way,” she smiled at Tiffany and sat down before pressing play and continuing to eat.

Struggling to hide her smile, Tiffany decided to shove a spoonful of food into her mouth and turned her attention back to the movie.

---

They finished eating a few minutes and continued to watch the film.

Half an hour later, Tiffany heard light snores and suddenly felt a weight her shoulder. She turned her head to the side and saw Taeyeon’s head resting on her shoulder. Taeyeon snored loudly and Tiffany wanted to laugh so hard but decided against it as the older girl might wake up.

She shifted a bit to make the position more comfortable for the two of them. She rested her head against Taeyeon’s. She was facing the TV but was more focused on Taeyeon’s steady breathing rather than the movie.

Okay, so maybe I do like her.

She smiled and closed her eyes.

I love movies.

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Once again, Taeyeon woke up first the next day. She opened her eyes and noticed that her head was tilted to the side. She tried lifting her head but found it difficult as she felt an additional weight holding it down. She lifted her arm and, with her hand, tried to hold on to whatever it was resting on top of her head.

She felt her fingers touch... hair?

Her eyes shifted to stare at the TV in front of her that now showed a black screen, hoping to see her reflection and, if possible, whatever it was on top of her head.

On the reflection, she saw her head leaning on Tiffany’s shoulder while the other girl’s head was leaning on hers.

It was the second time they watched a movie and the second time they end up in a compromising position.

Not that I mind.

She smiled at the sight.

She took a couple more minutes to stare at their reflection before deciding that she should make breakfast. She slowly slid away, supporting Tiffany’s head with her hand and gently moved the girl to lie on the couch.

Tiffany stirred but continued sleeping.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

Tiffany masih beku. Dia menatap Taeyeon tangan dan tersenyum lebar. Semua kemarahan dan kekecewaan dia merasa sebelumnya menghilang ketika dia merasakan tangan hangat Taeyeon memegang miliknya. Dia tersentak dari pikirannya ketika Taeyeon kembali dan menyerahkan piring. "Kau tahu, aku senang kau tidak keras kepala lagi. Melonggarkan lebih, 'kay? Saya suka Anda lebih baik seperti itu, "dia tersenyum pada Tiffany dan duduk sebelum menekan bermain dan terus makan. Berjuang untuk menyembunyikan senyumnya, Tiffany memutuskan untuk mendorong sesendok makanan ke dalam mulutnya dan mengalihkan perhatiannya kembali ke film. - - Mereka selesai makan beberapa menit dan terus menonton film. Setengah jam kemudian, Tiffany mendengar dengkuran ringan dan tiba-tiba merasa berat bahunya. Dia menoleh ke samping dan melihat kepala Taeyeon beristirahat di bahunya. Taeyeon mendengkur keras dan Tiffany ingin tertawa begitu keras tetapi memutuskan sebagai gadis yang lebih tua mungkin bangun. Dia bergeser sedikit untuk membuat posisi lebih nyaman untuk mereka berdua. Dia beristirahat kepalanya Taeyeon. Dia menghadapi TV tapi lebih fokus pada pernapasan stabil Taeyeon daripada film. Oke, jadi mungkin aku menyukainya. Dia tersenyum dan menutup matanya. Aku suka film. --- Sekali lagi, Taeyeon terbangun pertama berikutnya hari. Dia membuka matanya dan melihat bahwa kepalanya miring ke samping. Dia mencoba mengangkat kepalanya tetapi sulit karena dia merasa berat tambahan menekannya. Dia mengangkat lengannya dan, dengan tangannya, mencoba untuk berpegang pada apa pun itu beristirahat di atas kepalanya. Dia merasa jari-jarinya menyentuh ... rambut? Matanya bergeser menatap TV di depannya yang sekarang menunjukkan layar hitam, berharap untuk melihat bayangannya dan, jika mungkin, apa pun itu di atas kepalanya. Pada refleksi, dia melihat kepalanya bersandar di bahu Tiffany sementara kepala gadis lain bersandar pada bibirnya. Ini adalah kedua kalinya mereka menonton film dan kedua kalinya mereka akhirnya dalam posisi berkompromi. Bukannya aku keberatan. Dia tersenyum melihat pemandangan tersebut. Dia mengambil beberapa menit lagi untuk menatap refleksi mereka sebelum memutuskan bahwa ia harus membuat sarapan. Dia perlahan-lahan meluncur pergi, mendukung kepala Tiffany dengan tangannya dan dengan lembut pindah gadis itu untuk berbaring di sofa. Tiffany diaduk tapi terus tidur.