Fandom: SNSD

Rating: Various
Pairings: Various
Summary: drabbles



I. There was something in the way Jessica looked at her just before the music for The Boys started.

What glances they shared on stage were numerous and ranged from ones of concern to ones of pure hilarity.

But this one was different because Jessica hardly took her eyes off the crowd as she sang her stack of Causethe
girls bring the boys out,. However her eyes made way back to Sooyoung as the highest note rang out sending a jolt
though her like a shock of an electric wire.

It wasnt until afterwards, when she was splashing water on her face in a bathroom that Sooyoung understood.

For she was far from a boy but yet found herself coming out and falling right into the arms of Jessica as the girl
barged in and took her against the wall.

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II. A cold shiver coursed down Yuris spine, freezing the beads of water that dripped from her shower damp hair.
She lazily closed the door behind her, her eyes glued to Sunny who was sprawled across the bed, clothes
haphazardly strewn along the floor. Legs crossed and arms folded behind her head so pert breast stuck out, all
Yuri could think was that she had put a completely new meaning on sunny side up.

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III. The unnies are weird,

It was the only thing Krystal could say without giving away too much. How else could she say that the top four
eldest SoShi members had popped her popcorn, sat all around on a couch late at night watching sleazy movies and
talking about their sexual escapadeswith each other.

It weirded Krystal out amongst other things. Other things that had her blushing in the interview and off handily
admitting her now lack of innocence. Jessica had simply smirked beside her much too knowingly.

Maybe because that innocence had been taken by that perfectly manicured hand that squeezed her thigh.

Next question,

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IV. The thing about breaking hearts is that you shatter with them.

Taeyeon found that out the hard way and she tried. She tried not to let Tiffany get her. It was she who had cut
things off and it was she who needed to be strong about it. There just seemed no since to hold their complicated
relationship of tears and confusion.

But for some reason, as Taeyeon sat outside of Tiffanys room door, drowning the the cries of Tiffany from inside
and suffocating from her own silent sobs, she thought shed rather cry in the frustration of struggling to meet in
the middle rather than be reduced to the shattered, sobbing mess she had been left.

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V. It was all fun and games.

I dare you to kiss Yonna-ah,

That drunken slur of a sentence was packed with the most terrifying and blissful words Yoona had ever heard.
She didnt know whether or not to glare at the smirking Jessica or smile a shy thanks to her for announcing the
dare. All she knew was that Yuri was crawling on hands and knees across the floor toward her with alcohol glossy
eyes and pink lips full and plump. She heard a chorus of screams around her as those lips touched hers and then it
hit.

It was all fun and gamesuntil someone got hurt.

And Yoona couldnt decide what hurt more: that the sobriety of her mind would remember this moment or the
fact that the liquor drenched veins of the one love she had never been able to quench would never remember a
thing.

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VI. Happy Anniversary!

Taeyeon was rendered speechless at the spread in Tiffanys room. Cake and fruit and snacks and juice and all
sorts of childish things they hadnt eaten or touched since trainee years.

She hasnt even realized she was crying until Tiffany quickly jumped up, dopey, party cone hat falling lopsided on
her head, and wrapped her arms around her so she buffered each of Taeyeons shudders.

Well be together forever, right? Tiffany said somewhere behind her as she gripped tight. Taeyeon only cried
more as the memory of Tiffany hugging her in angry tears when she was returned to the building after running
away flooded over her.

Right, she managed to squeak out as she counted the years of blood, sweat, and tears the two had spent
together. Forever,

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VII. Omo! Is that maknae?

Sooyoung pointed over at the dance floor where Seohyun was dancing to the hyped, electronic beats of the
music.

Hyoyeon leaned back against the bar, bottle of beer tipped back as she took a swig and watched the hard hits
Seohyun made with the beat of the music.

Her sore muscles and bags under her eyes from hours of dance rehearsing had not been in vain.

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VIII. You know what theyve been saying about us? Yuri muttered into Taeyeons ear before she pressed a kiss
to the side of her neck and flitted away as the crowd continued to roar.

What slyness Yuri had failed her. The fancams and pictures capturing the sensual event blew up the interns much
to Taeyeons rage, but what made her stop cold was the tag line,

SNSDs leader Taeyeon and Yuri dating rumor confirmed?

Own it, Yuris voice almost had her jumping out of her seat and send her laptop flying. I have, she pecked a
kiss to Taeyeons lips. Think. No more hiding, she winked as she bounced off.

Taeyeon watched her back disappear down the hall. They didnt have anything to hidebut by the growing flush
of her cheeks at the touch of those lips on her may or may not change in the near future.

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IX. Jessicas eyes pinched shut as Sunny rolled her hips, sending the strap on she wore deep inside if her. Fingers
clawed, Jessica pulled Sunnys hair, gripping back at her locks so they stood out from her head.

You got the fire naui gaseumeun kkung kkung kkung, Sunny sang in a husky whisper into her ear. Jessica didnt
think her insides would stop burning from the waves that racked through her.

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X. Her eyes closed on her reflection in the steam streaked mirror.

Nothing was right. Everything was wrong. Everything. There was not a pretty feature on her. She could dance, yes.
Her dancing may have been the only thin from offing herself. But as the words of fan sites, video comments,
stylist, hairdressers, and the occasional snide comment from one of the members reeled like a filmstrip on the
back of her lids, Hyoyeon couldnt think of anything better than the knife to take away the pain.

One drop, two drops, three drops of crimson hit the tile floor mixing with the saltiness of her silent tears.

One day, she muttered over and over. One day shell go under and all of it would end.

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XI. Sooyoung watched as her swaying hips temptingly disappeared out of sight around the corner. It was the
perfect lure, she knew. But as she popped a handful of shrimp crackers into her mouth, she thought to herself
some things were too good to give up. Shed chase after Hyoyeon another day.

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XII. Sunny: Fany-ah!

Tiffany discreetly typed in her reply to the text and stored the phone back between her crossed knees as she drew
her attention back to the meeting only for another vibration to grab her attention.

Sunny: Im so wet right now.

Tiffany had to read over the message several times before she realized that those were Sunnys exact words.

Sunny: Im soaked.

Tiffany felt the heat rise up in her cheeks.

Sunny: Im dripping, Fany-ah.

Her legs crossed tighter, attempting to scorch the ache between her thighs but the loading picture Sunny sent her
way just pooled arousal all through her causing her to forget the meeting and lick her lips in anticipation.

Sunny: Look how wet I am ;)

The message loaded and Tiffany almost burst out a groan at the image. She pressed the button at the top of her
phone so the screen went dark on the lols that followed up the picture.

Arms crossed, Tiffany rolled her eyes at the shot of Sunny and Taeyeon holding up peace signs, clad in dripping
wet t-shirt over their swimsuits while the others splashed in the pool behind them.

Soon, Tiffany would her her revenge.

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XIII. Sunny held her breath as the small of her back was pressed against the sink in a restroom stall at the
station.

My first kiss went a little like this Krystals voice from the performance going on on stage filtered through the
walls.

Jessicas eyes burned icy cold and smoldering hot into her own as she leaned forward, sinking into her before
their lips touched.

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XIV. There were many things to the tango, but the only thing Sooyoung could think of at that moment as
Hyoyeon was running through her Sway number with her was sensuality. There was no way for it not to flutter
and burn and squeeze and ache in her as her leg hooked around Hyoyeon as she slid down her side.

To say she wasnt a hot and bothered, smoldering mess by the time Hyoyeon dipped her at the end wouldve been
an understatement.

Again? Asked Hyoyeon, panting lightly. Sooyoung licked her lips, chest heaving to restore the breath the dancer
hovering over her had taken away.

Again,

She would never decline that request.