# YoonYul

# Closer – Tegan and Sara

# G | Fluff

# 272words<3

  “Have you ever thought about giraffes, YuRi-yah?”

The raven-haired turned to look at her best friend, beer in hand, and chuckled when she saw how YoonA swayed from side to side. She was obviously drunk, had probably had more than she could handle, but still looked somehow within herself.

“Hum… Not really Yoon, why?”

“It’s just… they are like huge yellow Dalmatians, aren’t they?”

Okay, perhaps she should go to bed already.

“Your hair is so pretty” YoonA commented as YuRi carried her towards one of the guestrooms. “You’re pretty, Yuri-yah.”

“Thanks, you’re pretty too” YuRi said, rolling her eyes at her friend’s drunkenness.

“No seriously… I could… kiss you.”

YuRi stopped to look at YoonA as she put her on the bed. Without thinking too much, she leaned into the latter to capture her mouth in a rushed, wet kiss.

They broke apart panting. YoonA sighed heavily and YuRi examined her flushed face.

Suddenly, she looked pretty much sober.

They blinked at each other, YoonA still holding YuRi, both their hearts beating unbelievably fast, until YoonA broke the startled silence.

“That was… intense…” she whispered, and then pulled YuRi even closer, making her nearly lose her balance. “Let’s do it again!”

YuRi could think of a million reasons why that was a bad idea. First, YoonA was still tipsy. They were both girls, and best friends at that. But somehow, she found herself leaning closer and catching YoonA’s lips with her own.

It didn’t feel thrilling because it was forbidden; it didn’t taste like poisonous sin or tempting rule-breaking. It was sweet, heartfelt.

It tasted like YoonA.