Yuri almost collapsed to the ground but managed to pull herself together. She had made it to the hotel after all; she could make it to her bed, too. With that thought, she fished the key card Tiffany gave her this morning from her purse and opened the glass door, letting herself in. The hotel lobby was dark and Yuri was dead tired, but she still had no problem finding the way to her room at all. She miraculously didn't bump into anything until she reached the door to her room.

Gathering her energy together, Yuri entered and went straight to the bed, plopping her worn out body into little heaven. She lied on her stomach, face snuggling against the soft bed sheets, her body slowly relaxing. She knew she hadn't changed her clothes, and she was aware that they were most likely dirty and stinky right now, but she was too tired to be bothered. Heaving a content sigh, Yuri slowly dropped off.

When she thought nothing could wake her up anymore, a weight appeared out of nowhere and landed on her back. Yuri uncomfortably shifted, intending to shake the strange object off, but it didn't move. Being tired and only semi-conscious anyway, she told herself to let it pass when some weird noises caused her eyes to snap open.

Those sounds definitely came from a human being. It was like a sound of someone scrunching their nose.

Yuri braced herself up. The strange object, which turned out to be an arm, slid off her back. In the dim light coming from outside, she recognized the outline of a body under the blanket. Yuri's mouth dropped as she registered the light hair color. She reached out for the night lamp to confirm this mysterious someone's identity. The switch was hit, the room was lightened up, and Jessica was confirmed lying in her bed.

"What the…" Yuri murmured in complete bafflement. But as soon as the surprising effect was over, she ruffled her hair in frustration. This was the last thing she wanted to happen at the moment. She was just too tired. Why couldn't things like this happen at times she was all fresh and awake? Why did it have to occur when she's almost dead like now?

Letting out a sigh, she sat with her back against the bedpost, staring at the wall across the room. She realized how her eyes were getting heavier second by second. What was she supposed to do now? It's not something that would happen every night, having Jessica sharing a bed with her like this. But…

Yuri squinted her eyes shortly and glanced at the sleeping girl next to her. It wasn't until then that she noticed the sleep mask on Jessica's eyes. She bent down, taking a closer look. KISS ME, it read, with the imprint of a pair of red lips replacing the dot on the 'i.'

"What the—" she narrowed her eyes and scooted even nearer, making sure she wasn't imagining things. "Seriously?"

Her brain automatically put all the pieces together within a second. And suddenly, it all made sense. Yuri swore Jessica's lips were puckering a little.

She slapped herself a few times on the cheeks before quickly lying down.

No, she told herself. This is too good to be true. Turning Jessica her back, Yuri clutched the blanket tightly. She closed her eyes, and her tired legs began to fall asleep against her will. But her ears couldn't ignore the slow, rhythmic breaths behind her. Her nose couldn't ignore the faint familiar scent, her brain couldn't ignore the clues that seemed to be so obvious.

"Ugh!"

Yuri pushed the blanket away and turned around. That's enough. No more mental struggle. She should have known she had no chance fighting it from the beginning.

She carefully removed the blindfold from Jessica's eyes, placing it next to the pillow. Stroking Jessica's cheek gently, her finger stopped at the girl's chin and she stared at the sleeping face for how long she didn't know. There was this peaceful feeling in her heart, just watching the blonde sleeping soundly with eyes closed, nostrils moving lightly after every breath-in and breath-out. Yuri's eyes longingly moved over every inch of Jessica's face, eventually stopping at the pair of pink lips. After a brief hesitation, she placed a hand next to Jessica's head and leaned down, gently pressing her lips against the blonde's. The soft lips of Jessica's lied still under the pressure of her own, but Yuri was still overwhelmed. It was sensational. The taste, the feeling, it was all the same. For a moment, with her closed eyes, she wished they could close their eyes to everything else in the world like this, just to feel and see only each other. For a moment, she believed it could happen. For a moment, she believed it was happening.

But that moment passed by quickly as Yuri reminded herself of reality. A wishful thinking was nothing more than a wishful thinking. She reluctantly ended the kiss and moved away, opening her eyes. She was half expecting a slap to come, but nothing happened.

Yuri heaved a tiny sigh against Jessica's face. Propping her upper body on her right elbow, she lied there staring down at the sleeping girl again.

"I don't understand," she whispered. "What are you doing?"

As expected, no response came from Jessica. Yuri ran her hand through the girl's hair as her brain began to think of an explanation. She came up with many theories and all sort of possibilities, but none seemed rational enough to explain Jessica's sudden change in behavior. Yuri knew Jessica wouldn't give in this fast. Not when Yuri hadn't even asked for receiving a chance. Not when she hadn't really done anything to show Jessica she wanted her back. There was no way Jessica would suddenly come back to her this easily. Not in a million years.

But who cares, Yuri thought. She was too tired to think further. Before her eyelids fell down completely, she leaned in once again and placed a kiss on Jessica's forehead. It felt just like the old times, when at night, she hugged Jessica to sleep and kissed her before falling asleep herself. Her lips curved up into a smile as her thumb gently touched Jessica's lips. 

"One last kiss," Yuri whispered. "I believe you'll tell me everything tomorrow."

She tenderly captured the sleeping girl's lips again. But before the kiss ended this time, Jessica's body turned stiff all the sudden. Yuri could sense what's coming next, but didn't want to believe it until it was too late and Jessica's hand landed on her cheek.

"Ow!"

The next second, she was kicked off the bed.

"OW!"

As she opened her eyes again, she found herself lying on the floor while clutching her stomach and cupping her burning cheek. Unfortunately, there was no hand left for her sore behind.

"Kwon Yuri!"

"Why does everyone have to hit me?" Yuri complained, slowly getting up. She saw an extremely mad and shocked Jessica sitting on the bed, firing deathly glares at her.

"Sica, I—"

"Oh shut up, Yuri, give me a break!" Jessica jumped off the bed. "I'm sick of your attitude! Who do you think you are, acting like this? Who do you think you are, treating me like this? Who do you think you are, disappearing the entire day and then reappearing in the middle of the night, in my room, on my bed, kissing me? You've crossed the line, Yuri!"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Yuri shouted back, feeling hurt to be accused. "This is my freaking room, this is my freaking bed, and—well I did kiss you, but—"

"Wait, wait, what?" Jessica gestured Yuri to stop. She looked around a few seconds before realizing what Yuri said was true. "What the hell am I doing in your room? Yah! Did you carry me in here?!"

"Of course!" Yuri put her hands on her hips, feeling more frustrated with each second passing by. "As if I have nothing better to do! If you excuse me please, I'm damn tired and I want to sleep! Thank you!"

Jessica's mouth hung agape at the aggressive tone Yuri used. Yuri didn't mean to make it sound like that, but she couldn't control the anger that's growing in volume inside her. She knew the reason was totally silly, but she couldn't help it. Jessica just destroyed the peaceful feeling that she'd been yearning to feel for so long. It was a childish and selfish act to blame Jessica on taking away something Yuri knew she didn't deserve yet and that only Jessica could create in the first place anyway, but she was just mad at the moment and she couldn't care less about anything else.

She was about to lie down onto her bed with a huff when Jessica held her back by her arm.

"I'm not finished with you!" the blonde yelled. "That doesn't give you the permission to kiss me!"

"Stop yelling," Yuri said, annoyed as she freed herself. "For your information, it's half past one in the morning."

"Yuri!"

"Gosh, Jessica, please! I came home late and just wanted to lie down and sleep but you invaded my bed and distracted me from my sleep. Who the hell gave you permission for that? I'm sorry but it's you who hugged me out of nowhere, wearing a Kiss Me sleep mask, Jessica, a Kiss Me sleep mask, in the middle of the night, in my bed, hugging me, with a Kiss Me mask!"

Yuri ruffled her hair in frustration.

"Why are you doing this? When you know that... I— Ugh! How could you do that?! That's just not fair, Jessica! This is not fair!"

Jessica didn't say a single thing, so Yuri looked up. Her eyes met the sight of an equally frustrated Jessica, staring at her with wet eyes.

Why are you… Yuri sighed, looking away as she immediately regretted her words. She shouldn't have talked about fairness. Because after all, none of what she did was fair to Jessica.

"Okay, look, I'm sorry," Yuri said in defeat, hiding her worry that Jessica might cry. "I was wrong, I shouldn't have kissed you, I'm a jerk, alright? You can do whatever you want to punish me tomorrow, just let me sleep now, please. I'm so worn out, I can't think properly."

Relief rushed through Yuri as she saw Jessica swallowing the lump in her throat. The girl didn't look like she would cry anymore.

"You smell."

"Huh?" Yuri gave Jessica a dumbfounded look.

"You smell terrible!" Jessica yelled. "Make sure you're all nice and clean when you see me tomorrow!"

With that, Jessica exited the room and shut the door. Yuri dove into her pillow and groaned.

"Why is she doing this to me?" she muttered before tiredness took over, making her drift to sleep quickly.

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The next morning, Hyoyeon approached Jessica after the blonde's late breakfast. She informed Jessica about what happened to Yuri yesterday. Apparently, Yuri's car had run out of gas on the road. She had to walk home a few hours and didn't reach the hotel until late in the night. Now someone had to drive her to the place where her car died yesterday so she could refill the tank. Yuri had asked Hyoyeon, but Jessica ended up going.

"Let's go."

Jessica strutted pass the reception counter where Yuri was standing, waving the car key in her hand. She didn't bother to look at Yuri, but eventually had to turn around to make sure the tanned girl was following her. She found a dumbfounded Yuri instead, still stuck behind the reception counter.

"What are you doing there?" Jessica called, annoyed. "Hurry up, I still have other things to do."

Yuri finally put herself into motion, even though she still looked a little bewildered. Jessica didn't care. She climbed into the passenger seat of one of the hotel cars, plugged the key into the ignition and waited for Yuri.

"What are you doing?" Yuri opened the door on the other side, looking at her appraisingly.

"Hyo said some guests have ordered a huge lunch party this noon, so she has to stay back and cook," Jessica looked out of the window. "She asked me to do her a favor."

"Oh…"

Jessica didn't turn around, but by the sound of it, she could tell Yuri was getting in the car. The tanned girl buckled her belt before starting the engine.

"Thanks for coming with me."

Jessica didn't reply.

"Who's at the reception now though?"

"Taeyeon."

"Ohhh…" Yuri's voice sounded relieved. "I'm glad Hyoyeon didn't ask Taeyeon for that favor."

Jessica turned around and spotted the expected smile on Yuri's face. It enraged her, so she diverted her gaze to the roadside again. Silence entered the car, but Jessica could tell her body language spoke loud enough to tell Yuri what she was thinking. Yuri was probably glancing at her often and trying hard to think of something to say, but Jessica looked like a ticking time bomb that Yuri better not touch. She hadn't forgiven Yuri for what happened last night, even though Yuri had apologized again this morning and she had punished Yuri by ordering her to clean the lobby for a month.

But it wasn't easy to just get over it and be the forgiving one. It was how little Yuri seemed to care after the kiss that made Jessica mad, angry, disappointed, hurt – all kind of feelings she dreaded. Yuri allowing herself to kiss her was already unacceptable, considering everything that had happened between them. How could Yuri just ignore her terrible betrayal and act like she didn't know what she had done to Jessica's life? Jessica couldn't understand what had gone through Yuri's mind. Was she not being able to control herself? Didn't she know how insensitive and rude that was?

But then, letting the kiss pass with the excuse of being too tired was even more unacceptable. It was their first kiss after such a long time, Yuri was not supposed to act so inconsiderate and be so indifferent about it. Jessica had tried to give Yuri excuses, chances, but she couldn't keep lying to herself anymore. Yuri's supposedly good and sincere intentions had turned into doubtful ones.

Yuri cleared her throat next to her, breaking Jessica's chain of thoughts.

"Are you… still mad at me?"

Jessica rolled her eyes, but she didn't reply. She knew Yuri would take it as a yes.

"Come on…" Yuri nudged Jessica with her elbow, only to have Jessica slap her arm back.

"Don't touch me!"

"Okay, fine…" Yuri put her hand back on the steering wheel. "But at least talk to me."

"I don't see the point," Jessica huffed and turned to the window again. "You have no right to ask me for anything."

Yuri paused before sighing. "That's harsh, Sica…"

"You totally deserve it!" Jessica snapped. She couldn't believe Yuri was actually complaining. "Go back to flirting with other people, if you want to 'talk' so badly," Jessica muttered under her breath.

"What did you say?" Yuri asked, surprise in her voice.

"Nothing."

"Who flirts?"

Jessica didn't want to answer, but the innocent voice Yuri was using had choked her with fury.

"You!"

"What? That's not true!" Yuri immediately defended herself. "If you're still thinking about Hyuna—"

"See, you even know her name!"

"Well, she told me… I didn't ask for it. What's wrong with knowing her name anyway?" Yuri shook her head. "I was just being friendly to our hotel guests. That's what I'm supposed to do, right? And I thought it was clear I wasn't flirting since you have eavesdropped—"

"I haven't!!!"

"Oh right, you were watering plants," Yuri chuckled.

"You disappeared with them afterwards! How do you explain that? You didn't come home until one in the morning!"

"Home…" Yuri smiled at the word. Jessica just kept panting as she tried to suppress her rage.

"Oh listen, Sica. I ran out of gas and had to walk home three hours last night. I could have returned to the vacation house where those girls were staying, but no, I took the longer road and walked home." With more sarcasm, Yuri added "You see, I am so amped up about flirting with them."

Jessica stared at Yuri, suddenly feeling sorry for her to have to walk all the way back to the hotel. So that's why she was so tired and grumpy when… But no, that did not count as an excuse for Yuri's behavior last night. Not good enough.

"And I didn't stay with Hyuna's group until late in the night either," Yuri explained. "I drove around helping all five groups, making sure everything's okay. It wouldn't hurt our business's reputation if I take extra care of our guests, would it? If we could attract more school classes coming here for trips like this, it'd be a good thing. They are promising customers, can't you tell?"

Jessica looked at the smile Yuri flashed her before the girl focused on the road again. She rested her chin on her palm, thinking about what Yuri just said. It made sense, she realized, and her anger about the flirt slowly faded. But still, she didn't like the fact that in the end, Yuri always made sense. It was all about making sense to Yuri. Everything Yuri did needed to make sense. It would mean that Yuri being here was part of something that would 'make sense' too. If that's what it was all about, Yuri being here wouldn't be because she missed Jessica and just simply followed her heart.

And Jessica wasn't sure if that thought was any more appeasing than the thought of Yuri being interested in another blonde.

"You could have called when you were stuck…" Jessica murmured.

"I know. But my phone ran out of battery, so…" Yuri looked at Jessica with a smile. "Bad luck, I guess?"

Jessica didn't answer. She looked out the window again, still pondering on the thoughts in her head.

"You're adorable when you're jealous, though."

Jessica's head snapped back.

"I was not!"

"Yeah, right," Yuri chuckled. "You know I only have eyes for you, Sica. It has always been and will always be like that."

Jessica's heart skipped a beat at the statement. It was the first time since Yuri came back that she was indicating their beautiful past relationship without being an insensitive jerk. Jessica gulped, hoping Yuri wouldn't notice. Her lips didn't curve up into a smile, but she couldn't stop the familiar butterfly attack in her stomach. She bit her bottom lip and looked out of the window again. The glimmer of hope had returned to her heart.

What if Yuri did love her? What if what Tiffany said was true? What if Yuri really had missed her and come back to ask for a chance? Even if Yuri did bring down her family's business, what if she had fallen for Jessica for real? What if she was now trying to make up for what she had done, even though Jessica had yet to see the efforts?

Hyoyeon's words came back to her mind.

Give her time…

But how much time? How long was she supposed to wait?

"We're here."

The car made an abrupt stop and Jessica's body was thrown forward, snapping her out of her wishful thinking. As Yuri had already got out of the car, she was still sitting in her seat and looking at the surroundings. They have stopped at a part of the road that was running directly next to the river.

"Aren't you coming out to help me?" Yuri called from behind as she was opening the trunk.

Jessica slowly unbuckled her belt and exited the car. She watched Yuri coming from behind the car with a gas can and followed the girl to the other car.

"Why did you park like this?" Jessica indicated the small space between the car and the waterside. "The car could have fallen down into the river!"

Yuri shrugged as she opened the gas tank and began pouring the fuel in. "Well, it didn't, so it's okay, right? I was thinking I shouldn't block the road, in case other cars wanted to pass by." She grinned and pointed at the lid of the tank, ending the topic there. "Close the tank for me, please?"

As Yuri threw the empty can into her trunk, she saw Jessica shaking her head, but the girl didn't say anything further. She got into the car and started the engine without spending another thought about it. A feeling of victory rushed through her as the motor gave the desired response, ready to speed off again.

"Hey Sica, let's go!" she shouted through the window. Turning back inside, she released the park brake to get the car rolling. It moved, but not the way she wanted. Much to her surprise, the car rolled backwards a few inches before she was able to press her foot against the brake. A sound of a rather huge weight falling into the water followed the next second, causing her to freeze.

"AAAAAAAHHHHH!"

Jessica's shriek of horror filled Yuri's ears, luckily putting her into motion immediately. It was definitely no fish sucking on Jessica's toe this time.