Can't be friends

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It shouldn’t have happened.

It shouldn’t have.

Why did I let it happen?

Yulti two shots. Enjoy<3

Can't be friends Part 1

It shouldn’t have happened.

It shouldn’thave.

Why did I let it happen?

That was the question that haunted my mind.

I laid there on the wooden floor, staring up at the ceiling. The cold surface sent chills throughout my nude body, my only source of heat being the warm body that was attached securely to my waist.

Taking in a steady breath, I slowly lifted myself upward and absorbed my surroundings.

The two of us were sprawled out on the living room floor, only a few feet from the couch.

We never made it to the bedroom.

As I moved, she followed subconsciously.  Her arms unwrapped themselves from around me, she then shifted to the right side of her body, her bare back now facing me.

I envied how easy it was for her to fall asleep after what we had done.

Me?

I couldn’t even keep my eyes closed for a second.

I rose up from the ground, searching for my discarded clothing at laid scattered around the living area mixed in with Tiffany’s torn clothing.

With shaky hands, I collected my clothes and proceeded to get dressed, my mind in a state of shock. When I finished, I took the sleeping girl in my arms and brought her to my room. I laid her gently on my bed, placing a sheet over her.

I wondered back into the living room and sat down with my eyes staring straight ahead.

My heart was still racing, and it only quickened when I started to recall the pervious events by memory.

“Y-Yuri-ah…” The sound of her quivering voice made me uneasy.

When I answered her phone call, I was expecting her to ecstatically feed me all the details of her love confession to her long time crush, Choi Siwon.

She had been going on and on about him the previous day, about how she had finally worked up the courage to confess to him. I sat and listened like a good friend would even though on the inside I was burning with jealousy.  

I had been in love with Tiffany for years from afar. I didn't know what it was about those eyes that cause me to fully submit to her every need.

Whenever she needed me, I was there in a heartbeat.

I'm weak for her.

I love her more than I could express with words alone.

This fact, of course, was unknown to Tiffany. I was an expert at hiding my feelings, so it didn’t surprise me when she never caught on to my actions. The longing looks I would give her when she wasn’t paying attention or the ‘accidental’ skin contact I would initiate whenever she was close enough.

I didnt want to believe it....

...but deep down I knew she would never return my feelings.

She was in love with someone else.

All I could do was to be happy for her.

Even if it killed me inside.

Hearing her distressing voice now over the phone, troubled me.

“Tiffany, what’s wrong?” I asked her in a serious tone.

She didn’t answer me right but I could make out the faint sounds of sobbing.

“Tiffany?”  I repeated “Tell me what’s wrong,”

The line remanied slient as she continued to refuse to talk to me.

I spoke again.

“You know you can tell me anythi---“

“Can I come over?” She cut me off quickly, a sniff following afterward.

“Of course,” I said automatically, getting up from my couch.

After we hung up, I began to straighten up my apartment, tossing out scattered papers and old pizza boxes I had laying around. I was such a messy person but I hide this part of myself from Tiffany.

I hid a lot of things from her….

Just as I had finished tidying up, there was a knock at my door.

As soon as I opened the door, Tiffany flung herself in my arms; her’s wrapped themselves around my neck tightly.

I instantly returned her embrace.

“Yuri I’m such a fool...” She sobbed in my ear.

“Shhh..” I comforted her while gently stroking her hair. “Let’s sit down.”

I closed the door then led her to the couch where we sat and resumed the position we were in at the doorway.

After a few moments like that, I pulled away from her.

“Are you going to tell me what the problem is now?” I asked, brushing back a stray hair from her beautiful face.

She quickly wiped away her tears.

“I-It’s about Siwon…h-he rejected me….”

Rage began to boil within me.

How dare he.

How dare he EVER hurt her.

I tightly clenched my fists together.

“That son of a b*tch,” I growled. In my head I pictured Siwon rejecting Tiffany, tossing her aside like a dirty pair of socks, as if she wasn’t worth any attention.

He didn’t know how lucky he was to have gained her love.

Oh what I would have given to be in his place…

“I-It’s my fault…” Tiffany continued. “I shouldn’t have said anything…I should have kept quiet…I’m such a fool to ever believe that he would love me back...”

“No Tiffany, he’s the fool,”

“Huh?” She sniffed.

I looked her directly in the eyes.

“He’s the one who is the fool. He’s a fool for not realizing what he just gave up.” I took a hold of her hand and interlaced our fingers, my gaze still locked with her’s.

“Siwon is a complete imbecile if those stunning eyes of yours has no effect on him. He is an idiot if that beautiful smile of yours doesn’t make him melt on the spot. Oh what a clueless b*stard he is for not feeling that surge of joy he should have when you laugh.”

Her eyes grew wider with every word that I had spoken, as if she didn’t believe it were true.

But it was all true.

“You’re amazing Tiffany, Siwon doesn’t deserve your love.”

Tiffany stared at me, a look of disbelief visible on her face.

“D-do you really mean that Yuri?”

I smiled at her warmly then cupped her cheeks with the palm of my hands.

“With all my heart.”

She smiled back at me, letting her tears fall freely.

“Thank you Yuri-ah…you always know what to say to make me feel better, you’re such a good friend.”

The last part stung like a knife plunging into my heart.

Friend…

Of course…that’s all I’ll ever be to her.

“Yes,” I sighed in disappointment “I’ll always be here for you Tiff,”

Her smile widened and hugged me.

So many emotions were swarming within me.

I was enraged at Siwon, frustrated with the fact that Tiffany didn’t get the true meaning behind my words,this also saddened me…but mainly, I was full of love.

Full of love for the girl wrapped in my arms.

It didn’t take long for that feeling to turn into something else….

I pulled away from her hug just enough so that I could see her face.

Her puffy bloodshot eyes were clouded with confusion at my actions.

Even with her slightly swollen face, she couldn’t have looked anymore alluring.

She drew me in with every slow breath she took which grew heavier every inch I moved closer.

“Yuri?” She said with uncertainty.

At this point, I wasn’t even in control of myself anymore.

I moved again and kept doing so until our lips came in contact.

It was only a light peck yet it sent a million jolts of electricity through me.

When I realized what I had done, I pulled back immediately.

Tiffany sat frozen in place, her expression unreadable

“I-I’m sorry…I don’t know what came over me,” I lied.

I knew damn well what came over me.

Those plump lips had called out to me….I had to answer.

“Sorry..” I repeated feeling like a jerk.

I shouldn’t have done that.

I stood up from the couch only to get pulled back down and receive the shock of my life.

Tiffany’s lips were on my own once again. She kissed me gently, her mouth moving along with mine in a slow pace.

It felt like heaven.

We both pulled apart until only our noses were touching. I felt her warm breath lightly fanning my cheeks. I locked my eyes with her half lidded ones.

Not being able to hold back anymore, I reconnected ours lips, kissing her hard.

She lightly bit down on my lower lip causing me to grunt in satisfaction. I returned the action and heard her make a small noise that fueled me to continue.

Our kisses gained more passion with each passing second, the tips of our tongue brushed together briefly. With both of us enjoying the shock waves it gave us, we allowed our tongues to clash together, exploring every part of our mouths that we could.

Tiffany suddenly broke the kiss.

Before my heart could sink I saw her shift her position on the couch. She threw her right leg over me, with her left leg remaining in the same place so that both legs were on either sides of me. She sat up on her knees, looking down at me with an expression of desire.

We shared an intense stare for a few minutes then Tiffany situated herself on to my lap.

I welcomed the pleasurable sensation that had rapidly spread throughout me like a wild fire.

I didn’t have a clue what was going through her mind, but the look she was giving me let me know that she wanted this just as bad as I did.

My hands worked in a desperate manner, grabbing and caressing at the bare smooth skin of her legs that were left exposed by the shorts she was wearing. I leaned in towards her so that our lips touched for only a moment before trailing mine slowly downward where I began my attack on her neck. As I did this, I felt her bury her hands in my hair.

When I bit down gently on a certain sensitive spot, she threw back her head and emitted a soft moan. This only caused me to continue, suckling lightly on the sweet flesh.

“Yuri-ah…” I heard her whisper in my ear, her breathing uneven.

The sound of my name escaped her every time my finger nails would lightly graze the sides of her thighs.

“….Yuri-ah…” She moaned again, then began to slowly grind her hips against me.

I groaned in response, the friction the action caused drove me nearly insane. I took a hold of her waist and followed her lead.

We rocked with each other in a steady pace, our breathing becoming heavier; the only thing that prevented skin contact was the burden of our clothing.

Driven with the desire to feel her, I ripped open the flimsy fabric of her blouse. She gasped in shock at my sudden aggressiveness but soon proceeded to remove my shirt in a more delicate manner.

Both of us weren’t thinking clearly anymore.

Our movements were only based on touch and response.

No…thinking was no longer involved.

I rose up from the couch, lifting Tiffany up with me by her thighs. She wrapped her arms around my neck and reunited our lips.

My mission was to move us to my bedroom.

 The mission had proven to be a failure as I let myself get too caught up in the battle of our tongues, her body pressing even closer to mine to the point where there was absolutely no space in between.

We ended up falling to the floor. I landed on my knees with Tiffany still straddling my hips.

I trailed heated kisses down her neck to her collarbone. I pushed down the straps of her bra to have better excess of her now fully exposed shoulders. I gently bit down on the soft skin, lightly scraping with my teeth. She moaned in response.

I reached around her and unhooked her bra completely, tossing it carelessly to the side. I took her left breast in my mouth, suckling hungrily.

Tiffany’s moans grew in pitch as I continued to pleasure her upper body. My hands traveled upward towards her inner thighs.

She gasped when I cupped the most sensitive part of her body with my right hand.

Frustration filled me as I came in contact with her denim shorts, acting as a barrier that prevented me from getting to the place I wanted to be the most. I tore open the front, damaging the zipper and button permanently, her underwear followed. Once those were removed, I started to tease her with my fingers.

Tiffany whimpered at my bold touch, slowly grinding into my hand.

“Y-Yuri-ah….Y-yuri-ah…” Her voice quivered out with every thrust her hips made.

I roughly pushed her onto her back and took off the remainder of my clothing. I immediately went back on top of her and positioned my fingers back at her entrance.

Her arms secured themselves around my neck and we began to move together.

Our temperature was boiling hot.

Our bodies rubbing against each other.

My hand pleasuring her moist center.

Tiffany's moans turned into shrieks.

Nothing but my name came out of her mouth.

I pushed into her deeper, curling my fingers just to hear her scream out my name once more.

Her inner walls tightened and she let out one final cry before her orgasm hit.

“T-Tiffany…” I groaned out, feeling myself get weak at the sight of her underneath me.

While she was recovering, I pulled out of her and turned over to my back.

Everything went still, the only sound being our harsh breathing.

I felt a lump grow in my throat upon remembering what had happened.

The stinging pain of guilt washed over me.

How could I?

I took advantage of her when she was vulnerable.

What we had just engaged in was a sin.

I ruined her….

I damaged our friendship…

And why?

All because of my damn love and lust for her.

How could I be so selfish?!

I was so busy scolding myself, that I hadn’t noticed another presence enter the room.

“Yuri…”

My head snapped up.

Tiffany was standing not too far away from me, a sheet wrapped tightly around her body.

There was an awkward silence between us before I gathered up the courage to speak.

“I think you should go,” I didn’t mean for it to come out as harsh as it did.

Seeing her before me felt like heaven and hell.

I couldn’t take it.

Tiffany nodded her head, her eyes becoming glassy.

“R-right…but my clothes…” She pointed her finger down at her ripped clothing.

“You can borrow something of mine.” I said simply.

She nodded again and disappeared inside of my room while I remained glued to the couch.

Moments later she retuned wearing one of my oversized hoodies and skin tight jeans.

We locked eyes for a brief second before we quickly turned away.

“U-um…I-I...” Tiffany stuttered as she headed for the front door.

“I’ll call you later.” I said to make things easier for her even though we both knew it was a lie.

“Okay…” She said quietly, and then she slipped out the door.

I let a few minutes pass before finally getting up from my place on the couch. I wondered over to the door that Tiffany had just exited.

Idiot.

That’s what I was.

I was an even bigger fool than Siwon.

I ruined the one thing that was most important to me in this world.

Things will never be the same.

Can't be friends Part 2

It’s been a week.

A week since I last saw her.

It felt like years.

It was pure hell.

I miss her so much it hurts.

It’s funny because I’m the one who pushed her away.

I didn’t want her to leave…..

…but seeing her tore me apart.

How could I face her after what I did?

How did one simple kiss lead to passionate loving making on my living floor?

It was wrong of me to take advantage of her when she needed comfort.

That’s all she wanted.

Comfort.

Of course I could give her that….but I wanted to be so much more to her.

It’s all ruined now.

I couldn’t seem to shake her from my mind no matter how hard I tried.

I hadn’t been able to sleep because of it.

My nights were spent thinking about her.

…about her touch…her kiss….her scent….

..her everything.

It drove me crazy.

Even now, laying down in my bed, Tiffany was all I could think about.

Just relax and go to sleep.

Taking in a clam breath, I closed my eyes.

All I could see other than the back of my eyelids was her face. Memories of her underneath me then came flooding into my head.

Her facial expressions…the sound of her voice calling out my name…

I snapped my eyes back open before I was completely consumed by the sudden wave of desire that had suddenly struck me.

Beads of sweat formed on my face as I tried to focus my thoughts.

But all of it kept going back to her.

I was stuck on her.

….I need her.

My gaze flashed over to the alarm clock on my nightstand, the red numbers being the only light illuminating in my dark room.

12:10 am.

I reached out for my cell phone blindly in the darkness, using the red glow as an aid..

I just want to hear her voice…

I dialed Tiffany’s number with shaky hands. I made sure to restrict my number in case she wouldn’t take a call from me.

The dial tone rang once…..twice……three times….

Four……

Five….

I felt my frustration grow with each passing second.

Just when I was about to give up hope, the sound I craved filled my ears.

“Hello?”

I lost the ability to speak.

“Hello?” She repeated, her voice ragged and tired.

I remained silent.

Hearing her voice was a feeling I couldn’t describe.

I miss you so much Tiffany…

I wanted her to know this, but I couldn’t seem to find the use of my voice..

She hung up after a couple more seconds of silence.

My fingers immediately began to redial her number.

“Hello?” This time, she sounded more awake with a hint of annoyance.

I went to speak but my words got caught in my throat which resulted in her hanging up again.

Hitting the radial button, I waited for her to answer but it went straight to her voice mail.

I repeated my actions, calling her obsessively.

After the eighth time, she finally answered.

“Who is this?! What do you want?!” She snapped.

Silence.

“Hello?!”

My heart was beating so fast, it became overwhelming.

Answer her.

Silence.

Do it.

I couldn’t.

I wanted to.

I just couldn’t.

“Stop calling me,”

But all of those fears went out the window once I realized that I was truly losing her.

“Tiffany wait,” 

The words flew out of my mouth with me even fully processing it.

Everything was silent in that moment but I knew she was still on the line.

Her sudden erratic breathing gave her away.

“Y-yuri?” The annoyance in her voice had vanished and was replaced by an emotion that sounded a lot like….

…pain.

Pain that I know I caused.

And I wanted nothing more than to wash it all away.

“Y-yuri…. is that you?”

I snapped my phone shut.

I slipped out of bed, put on my shoes and headed out my door.

My feet moved on their own, first walking in a slow pace, and then speeding up into a light jog, ignoring the cold night air that surrounded me.

Before I knew it, I broke into a full sprint.

My thinking was clear, similar to the unclear thinking I had experienced a week ago with Tiffany.

The longing feeling I had for her too over me completely.

If I don’t see her soon….I’ll lose my sanity.

The next thing I know, I’m standing in front of her small housing unit.

I pounded repeatedly on her door, taking in as much air as my lungs could hold in an attempt to control my harsh breathing.

I blocked out the faint yells and curses coming from the other units that were directed at me.

Nothing mattered to me in that moment but Tiffany.

Only her.

Lights flicked on from the inside.

My knocking became faster.

The door suddenly flew open when I was in mid knock.

Tiffany appeared before me with an angry expression which turned into shock once she saw me.

“Yuri? Why the hell are you----“

I cut her off with my lips, kissing her hard with the desperate need that was bottled up inside me.

She reacted immediately, cupping my face with her hands and kissing me back with as much desperation and want that I had.

I slammed the door shut with my foot, pulling in close to Tiffany, our lips still connected.

She moved backwards while I moved forward. I slipped my tongue into her mouth briefly, asking for permission to enter which was granted when she opened her mouth welcoming and allowing our tongues to intertwine.

My heart beat matched her’s, fast and throbbing in an almost painful manner.

My hands found their way to her small waist, traveling downward to her thighs. I lifted her up, supporting her weight. She wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. The lower half of her body rubbed against my own, sending sensations of pleasure through me.

She moaned into my mouth with me moaning right back at her.

It took everything I had to maintain the little control I had left.

I broke the kiss to concentrate on moving us to the bedroom. While doing so, Tiffany planted soft kisses on my neck, then to my ear which she nibbled lightly on.

I felt myself grow weaker every second.

We finally made it despite the fact that my legs were going to give out at any moment.

I wanted her so bad.

We fell back on her bed with me on top.

I situated myself between her legs and continued to hungrily devour her luscious lips.

Our clothing shed when the kissing grew deeper.

I pulled away and trailed my tongue down her throat to the place between her bare breasts.

“Yuri-ah…” She moaned beneath me, I could feel her hips bucking up against my own.

“Tiffany…” I whispered back to her, my left hand caressing her face gently when our eyes locked together.

She shut them tightly when my other hand came in contact with her soaking wet center.

I slid in a single finger, hearing Tiffany take in a sharp breath then exhaling with a moan mixed in.

We started out slow and passionate, hearing her soft whimpering every now and again in my ear as I buried my face in the crook of her neck. My left hand found her right and I interlaced them together.

I added another finger.

“Y-yuri-ah!” She cried out while rocking her hips against my hand, setting our pace at a faster speed.

The sound of my name escaping her lips was music to my ears. I couldn’t help but want to hear it again and again.

I slipped in a third finger.

She clung to me and whimpered exactly what I wanted to hear.

Her inner walls began to tighten around my fingers.

Tiffany screamed my name one last time while riding out the shock waves of her orgasm.

Our movements ceased and she began to recover.

I rested my forehead on her shoulder, breathing heavily.

Several moments passed as my thinking began to become clearer.

It snuck up on me like the first time.

But it was close to impossible to stop it.

I pulled out of her and lifted my gaze to her beautiful face.

She had recovered from the powerful spasms and was resting peacefully while I was in agony.

I made things even worse.

As if our friendship wasn’t ruined enough, I had screwed it up to the point of no return.

My first instinct was to run for it.

She’s better off without me…..

I had to put Tiffany first, no matter how painful it would be for me.

Rolling off of her, I retrieved my scattered clothes from off of the floor and redressed.

When I finished, I went to the bedroom door to leave but stopped in my tracks when I heard light sobbing from behind me.

I turned around to find Tiffany sitting upright on the bed, she held her sheet up to cover her upper body.

Tears were flowing freely from her eyes.

“So you’re just going to leave?!” She shouted, causing me to jump in surprise.

I didn’t say any thing which seemed to make her even more upset.

“Answer me!”

I felt a lump in my throat.

“It’s…it’s better this way…” I responded quietly, my hand still resting on the door knob.

“How?! How is it better?!” She looked at me with watery eyes.

“I’ve been going crazy without you Yuri, after that night I couldn’t think about anything but you….I wanted no one but you. Siwon was just some silly crush…I didn’t realize that until you made love to me.”

I remained silent so she continued.

“I get that you needed space…but you shut me out completely. I’ve never felt so alone….Then you call me out of the blue and show up at my door ….all the pain went away once I saw your face and in that moment I knew the love I felt in my heart was real. How can you just leave? How?! You said you’d always be there for me so why would you walk away when I need you the most?! Tell me Yuri! I want to know!”

She paused for a second before speaking again, her voice much softer.

“Do…..do you enjoy breaking my heart….?”

I felt my own eyes begin to water.

“O-of course not Fany I-I…”

I love you….

Tiffany quickly wiped her tears away, her expression turning sour.

“You got what you wanted, so leave.”

“Tiffa“

“Get out!”

I felt a tear roll down my cheeks as I absorbed in her words. I turned my back to her and tried to exit but my feet were glued to the floor.

It all hit me at once.

She missed me too.

She had been longing for me too.

I wasn’t just ‘comfort’ to her…..

 …she loves me.

How could I be so stupid?!

After we made love the first time it should have all been clear to me….

I’m such an idiot!

I removed my hand off the doorknob and refaced Tiffany.

She glared at me.

“What are you still doing here?! I said get out!”

I took a step towards her. She flinched.

“Please…just leave….”  She sobbed, fresh tears threatened to escape.

I walked closer and closer to the bed until I was right in front of it.

“G-get away from me----” She started to say but stopped when I resumed my position on top of her.

My face was inches away from hers, our lips almost touching.

“Forgive this fool Tiffany…..” I whispered to her, placing gentle kisses on her face.

“I love you….don’t ever think any different.”

I kissed her passionately, pouring all of my feelings into it.

We shifted to the sides of our bodies, still deep into the kiss.

This was the moment I had been waiting for in my dreams.

She was mine.

When we parted, Tiffany wrapped her arms around my waist and I held her close to me.

“Please don’t let me go…” She begged, hugging me as if I’d suddenly disappear.

“Never.” I replied.

Nothing else was spoken after that, we just allowed ourselves to drift to sleep, safe in each other’s arms.

There was one thing I was right about.

Tiffany and I couldn’t be friends.

ENDing!!!!!!!!!