Chapter 20

Jessica's POV

I really did consider not forgiving her that day at the radio station. Because I realized that during the past week, I wanted Yuri and me to be more than just friends. Anything less than that would just hurt me some more in the future.

When she said that nobody likes me and that she couldn't stand me, my heart shattered into a million pieces. It was already painful enough having her cancel our dinner, but to sit there and watch Jae seduce her and her flirting back with him was unbearable. Then to have her throw accusations at me saying how I desperately wanted Kevin was a real slap in the face. If I was so desperate for him, then I wouldn't have spent all that time dressing up, telling Kevin that I couldn't have dinner with him, and chase after Yuri in my stiletto boots only to have her hurt me some more. I really shouldn't have forgiven her.

During our week of fighting, Tiffany was always there, ready to console me. The rest of the girls also showed me their nicest traits. Why couldn't I have fallen for one of them? I look over at the nervous Yuri sitting beside me at the dentist's waiting room. Why did I have to fall for you? You, who is oblivious to my love.

It was her genuine apology at the radio station that reminded me of why I like her and to try again. We're not as close as everybody thinks we are. That's because I'm afraid of embarrassing myself around her again. When we were both still trainees, I wanted to have lunch with her one day. I wanted to show her my sexiness so as I sashayed my way over to her, I didn't notice a tray of food that was sticking out of a table and bumped it with my derri?re. All the food and plates came crashing down and I even dropped my own on myself from the shock. That definitely got Yuri's attention. She ran over to me and started patting me dry with napkins. My butt in particular because when I knocked over the tray, the juice splattered all over my white shorts. From that day on, I tried to avoid talks of that incident and from embarrassing myself some more by staying far away from Yuri --where it was safe. She still silently teases me about it by slapping me on my behind. Even from afar, her charming ways still make my heart flutter. She's also the most sincere, considerate, humorous, and beautiful person I've met. That is why I like her.

I smile to myself and reach over to stop Yuri from squeezing her fingers so tight that they're turning white. "Nervous?"

"Hehe... A little."

Resting my head on her shoulders, I attempt to calm her down by sharing my experience. "You won't really feel anything after they gas you. You'll say a lot of nonsense and it's quite funny actually. But you won't remember a thing. That's what Krystal told me."

I start to fall asleep in this comfortable position until the nurse comes over to get Yuri.

"And you, Miss? Will you be accompanying her?" the nurse asked from the room that she and Yuri are walking into.

"Oh, I don't think Sica likes blood," Yuri answers for me. It's true. I don't. I also don't like the whirring and drilling sounds.

"Well.... Yul, do you want me to come in with you?"

"Umm.... It's ok. I'll manage." Did I forget to mention that she can be too considerate at times?

Getting up from the chair, I walk over to hold her hand and led her into the room. "No you won't," I say matter of factly knowing that she'll still be scared since it's her first time getting her wisdom teeth removed.

"But you said that I won't feel anything..." Other than a headache and sore jaws, but she didn't need to know that now.

We're both sitting there after the dentist has administered the gas. Yuri was rambling about how when she was small, her brother used to sit on her. Finding all these stories amusing, I take this opportunity to find out more.

"So what's your most embarrassing moment?" Since she witnessed mine (flipping the tray and getting juice on my shorts), it's only fair that I know hers.

"Sica baby, you ask weird questions. Is there a hidden camera here?" She bobs her head around like Son Dam Bi's 'Michyeoso' dance to look for cameras. Haha! This is too funny. I pull out my phone and lean in to take a picture with Yuri who looks drunk.

"I can't say it too loud. There's mics here. Come closer." I move closer to her so she can whisper in my ear. "I dressed up as Mickey Mouse for Hallowe'en and the tail was tucked into my pants by accident. My brother kept chasing me to tell me, but I thought he wanted to steal my candy so I kept running away from him."

"Awahaha!"

"You girls having fun? You're not trying to pick on my patient now, are you?" Yuri's dentist returned to our room and caught me laughing hysterically to the point where I'm about to pee in my pants. I simmer down in order to save myself another potential embarrassing moment.

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Thank goodness the surgery didn't take long otherwise I would've fainted from all the drilling and lying in that reclining chair would've been me and not Yuri.

Yoona and Taeyeon were the only ones still at the dorm by the time we got back. They had made her some soup in case she felt hungry after.

"Taengoo, what about me? Where's my food?" I asked her after placing Yuri in bed.

"Sica, there wasn't enough time. Yoong and I, we have to leave now. There's stuff in the fridge. Figure it out. Bye!" I watch the two of them rush out the door. Guess I'll just take a nap and wait for this hunger to pass or at least get some energy if I'm going to cook later.

Before I'm able to make it into my room, Taeyeon comes back in. Without saying a word, she runs into Yuri and Sunny's room and drags the girl out with her blankets in hand.

"Just in case you forget about her when you take your nap, at least the other members will see her in the living room." Taeyeon places the less drowsy Yuri on the couch.

"Yah! Who said I was going to sleep?" Even though I'm really tired. "I was going to ... to... Cook!"

"Haha! It's fine, Jessica. You could go take a nap. You guys, I'm not paraplegic or anything. So go on and do your things," Yuri says from the couch.

"Ok, but if you need anything, just text or call. Especially if Sica burns down the place with her cooking." Taeyeon teases before quickly closing the door to escape my glare.

Sitting down next to the stretched out Yuri, I ask her if she feels any pain, like a headache.

"Yeah, it's starting to hurt a bit now. My jaws feel stiff and swollen and I could barely open my mouth without feeling like as if the stitches are going to pop." Placing both hands on her cheeks, she assesses how swollen they've become. "Could you get me a mirror please? It feels like as if I have two baseballs in my mouth."

"Haha! You're so cute!" I rub her face gently. " You have cute chipmunk cheeks," I reassure her.

"Ow ow ow!" Yuri yelps in pain.

"Sorry!" I kiss her lightly on each cheek like last time on her forehead. "Better?"

Yuri's lips form a slight smile before wincing in pain again. "Much better, but please don't make me laugh or smile because then it'll hurt more."

Yeah, I remember how painful it was for me. So for the next couple of days following my surgery, I locked myself in my room, depriving myself of TV, friends, and Sophie Kinsella books.

"Don't worry, I won't make you smile. I don't give away kisses that easily."

"Ha ha! Ouch! Stop..."

After talking to Yuri, my sleepiness is overtaken by my hunger. Remembering how dangerous the kitchen is, I start whining to Yuri. "Yul... I'm hungry. Cook for me?" I add a little pout for extra effect.

"Yah! You're my unnie, shouldn't you be taking care of me?"

"Yes... But you're my Kwon Seobang." I guess she wasn't expecting my answer and burst out laughing. After this laugh, she'll probably feel worse.

"But it's ok. You rest. I'll go make something." I walk off to the kitchen leaving her there to massage her jaws.

I'm standing in front of the stove thinking of ways to remove the hot lid from the pot of boiling water unknown that somebody has been watching me the whole time I've been in the kitchen. I could always take a pair of chopsticks to take off the lid. Armed with a pair of chopsticks, I attempt to remove the lid... except it seemed like it was glued onto the pot.

Ok, onto plan B. I pull out a pair of tongs from the drawer and get a firm grip on the top of the lid. I lift it slowly only to be surprised by the hot steam. I yelp before slamming the lid shut again. Before recovering from the unexpected steam, I get another surprise. A pair of hands are wrapped around my waist and I'm pulled slightly away from the stove and into her body. Yuri then pushes me to the side so she can have access to the stove. In one swift motion, I watch her take off the lid and pour the noodles into the boiling water. With her bare hands.

"I was having so much fun watching another one of your epic battles with kitchen appliances, but I was afraid you might burn the place down with me in it. I did not just go through this painful surgery only to be killed by you. I'll cook for you."

"Yah! Kwon Yuri!" I totally had the situation under control. My third attempt would've been a success. Third time's a charm right?

"I was teasing. Hey could you heat up the soup that Yoong made for me? I'm feeling a bit hungry too."

"Taeyeon made it too. Taeyeon's soup," I emphasized as I turn the stove on. I can't help but feel a pang of jealousy whenever she mentions Yoona's name. Yuri notices the tiniest details when it comes to Yoona. Did she not hear Taeyeon when she said 'we made soup' and it was her that told us. So Yuri should've said 'Taeyeon's soup'.

By the time I'm done fuming over whose name should be associated with the pot of soup, I finished heating the liquid and Yuri finished preparing my noodles. Yuri was only able to finish one bowl of Taeyeon's soup before feeling groggy. Because I was so hungry and Yuri's cooking is amazing, I finished my meal not too long after her.

Feeling sleepy again, I crawl onto the couch with Yuri and she covers us with her blanket. Reaching behind me, I take her arm and wrap it around my waist, resting it on my stomach. We're both facing the window and I'm watching the sun set. Tomorrow is coming soon. How many more tomorrows should I wait until I confess to Yuri?

"I miss sleeping with you," I tell her.

She tightens her hold on me. "Me too," Yuri says into my hair.

"I like you."

"Unnie, I like you too. But you're really going to have to learn how to cook."

Will I ever get to hear you tell me that you like me as more than a friend? Or should I never have forgiven you? Sadness creeps its way back into my heart again before drifting off to sleep.