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purecantarella · 1 month

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an unlabelled drabble but that i might delete to turn into an actual piece later. there's no idol to it but still, for those who'll see it i hope you enjoy !! think of it as a slow return i suppose. warning/s : mildly angsty, mostly fluffy

You stare out the window, the past few weeks hitting you like a truck. The work load, the stress, and the constant thoughts slowly plaguing you. Making sure that you can't resurface to breath.

With one fell-swoop, your cheeks are drenched in tears. Pent up from every moment leading up to this. Everything around you feels heavy and the moments tread by like water dripping out of the tap.

You run a hand through your hair as you try to recompose yourself, feeling nothing but exhaustion and anxiety. But before you can drown yourself in your thoughts, finally succumbing to the urge to hide away again…

...The doorbell rings.

You perk up in fear. It was late. Far too late for anyone to be knocking at your door. With shaky legs and a racing heart you walk towards the living room...a million different scenarios play in your head. Food delivery you forgot you ordered, your family member surprising you with a visit, maybe even a murderer trying to catch his next victim.

But no.

You open the door. Slowly. Cautiously. Almost nervously.

It's her.

Suddenly, you feel the self pity turn into self consciousness. You're a mess, you'd been crying madly and everything around you feels like a wreck. The warm smile she wore on her face melts into a look of pure concern.

Before she can say much of anything, you quickly wrap your arms around her waist. Like you'd done a million times before. But she knows it’s different this time. She’s surprised but her arms wrap around your shoulders tightly. You slowly nuzzle yourself into her neck, finally feeling like you were able to inhale properly for what felt like a lifetime. Delicately, almost surgically, she pulls away before lifting her hand up to reach your face. Silently asking you what was wrong.

For the first time the entire tempest of the week, you smile. The same bright brilliant smile that she adored you for. You shake your head and press your forehead gently against hers, pressing your lips tightly together before placing your hand over hers. Guiding her hand towards your chest, right above your heart.

She guides you back into your house before sitting you down on the couch that lay flushed against the wall. You watch in mild amusement as she rummages thoughtlessly around the kitchen cupboards, not knowing where things are. You smile again before standing, legs feeling relatively stable again, and walk over to her. The smile on your face widens a little as you hear her mutter the most silent of curses trying to find the cups—which you can only assume to be her trying to get you water.

The same thing you’ve done for her countless times when she was going through similar issues.

You lean over and open a drawer, pulling out two glass cups. She smiles sheepishly up at you before taking one glass and walking over to the dispenser. You do the same. She fills up the glass and lets out a soft yip as you sidle up behind her. Wordlessly, you fill up the glass in your hand before offering it to her. She takes it before handing the other one to you.

The two of you giggle at the silliness of the whole exchange before both of you take sips from your individual glasses. A silence hangs. It’s a comfort to you after the noise and loudness that echoed from the deepest parts of your mind earlier in the hour.

Placing both your cups down on a nearby table, your hands return to wrap themselves around her waist. Pulling her impossibly closer. Her arms find themselves around your neck, almost leaning up to meet your height. She turns her head before leaving a light kiss on your face.

“I’m sorry I came late…” She whispers against your cheek.

You pull away. Then you smile, lean down and peck her lips gently. Feeling the coolness from the water radiating from them. The night’s initial bitter taste immediately being replaced with the sweet candy you can taste from her usual chapstick and likely consumption of sweets before she’d arrived.

“Just in time, my love.”

just an idea i had while avoiding my uni work, but i still think it came out rather nice. been a rough couple of months. in the end though, it did turn out surprisingly well. i can't promise this means i'm back for good, but i do want to write a bit more helps get the thoughts straighter. i hope you lovelies have been taking care of yourselves and i'm going to try and be more active on here. but yeah there we go. short lil piece that i hope yall enjoyed. i'll see you all as soon as i get a minute to breath and i love you all vv much !! - r

#random shit #random fluff #really just random in general i suppose #maybe i'm back #but also maybe not #purecantarella

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purecantarella · 6 months

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hey yall, been a little preoccupied with school, but i will be coming back given my midterm exams are over

will i be consistent ? i can't say for certain. but i can say that i'm going to finish the prompt list as soon as i can. keep safe lovelies 💓

- r

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purecantarella · 6 months

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"For but a little longer I beseech, continue thy service to my schemes. And when they are complete, I swear to thee we shall fly beyond this isle--the corners of the world are mere prologue. I'll seek to make thine happiness so great, e'en the name of liberty is forgot. What sayest thou, to my most hopeful wish?" - rachel amber

like bitch make it stop hurting please 🥹

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purecantarella · 6 months

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High and Dry

day two (for me) yall!! im not going to lie, im not feeling 100% right now but im not going to be inconsistent just yet HAHAAHAH i hope you lovelies enjoy this one as much as i enjoyed imagining it hirai momo x 10th Member!Reader : day 9 edging disclaimer/s : smut. minors dni

Even before you and Momo started seeing each other exclusively, you knew her to be a huge tease. When you two started dating, it progressively got worse. Each time before practice, she made an effort to whisper the most depraved thing lowly into your ear before smiling coyly and rejoining the rest of the group.

It was absolutely maddening to you.

After weeks and months of built up frustration before practice, you snapped.

You woke up to Momo half asleep, smiling up at you. It's warm, it's a still moment. All until she nuzzles into your neck, leaving lingering and light kisses all over the exposed skin.

"Do we have to go to practice..." Before you can save yourself from her verbal onslaught, she pushes herself on top of you, cornering you against the mattress. "...when we could stay in all day..." The Japanese woman leans impossibly close with a smirk gracing her lips. "Doing everything and anything that pretty mind can think of..."

She pecks your lips gently, her cold hand running under your sleep shirt. You shudder as she pulls away. You know what she'd be doing next, pull away and get ready for the day, leaving you high and dry.

But not today.

Your hands quickly find her waist and flip her over. Your eyes glued to hers as they widen in shock. You'd never really been as bold as you were in this moment, Momo felt her heart pound madly in her chest. A nervous laugh claws its way out of her throat as she tries to push you off.

"Y/n...you know we have practice in an hour." Momo reasons to which you grin ridiculously down at her. You lean down, ghosting over her lips. You feel her release a shaky breath. "An hour is a lot of time, baby. Don't you think?"

Without another word, your lips are on hers. Momo's hands find your face, pulling you closer, her leg hooking to your waist. You feel her groan against your lips as your hands claw up her side. You smirk before pulling away, your head ducking down into the crook of her neck. Leaving open kisses along the column of her neck, your hands busying themselves against her chest.

She groans as the pad of your thumb brushes against her taut nipples. Flicking them up and down, your hand lowering the elastic of her shorts, exposing her hip as you rub slow circles. Momo releases a soft sigh. Her voice shaky as your hand dips into the expanse of her shorts, "N/n...fuck...please."

You smirk against her neck before lifting yourself up. You tilt your head with a quirked brow, "Well how can I say no to something said so sweet?"

Your hand dips into her sleep shorts, smiling to yourself as you feel her need for you. Her arms lock around your neck as your fingers draw tight circles around her clit. You listen to her soft whines, panting soft 'mores' under her breath. Finally giving into what she was begging for, you plunge a finger into her drenched center.

"Y/nnn...!" Momo choked out tightening her grasp around your neck. You place your lips on hers as you add another finger in a feeble attempt to silence her. You smile before slipping your tongue into her mouth, wrapping the muscle around hers as you allow a groan to scratch its way out of your throat.

You pick up the pace, your wrist beginning to cramp as Momo pulls away abruptly from your lips. Head falling into the pillow under her head. Her nails dig into the back of your neck while you watch her eyes begin to roll to the back of her head. "Baby...baby...babyyyy...!"

A small smirk grows on your lips as you pull your hand out of her shirt and shorts respectively. Momo's eyes bulge out of her head as you pull yourself out of the soft duvet of your bed. You run a hand through your hair before getting on your knees.

"Manager-unnie's probably going to be here in a little bit, we should head out Momoring." You get out of bed, stretching your back before disappearing into the bathroom. Despite shaky legs, Momo chases after you. She growls as she corners you against the sink, a self-satisfied smile on your face. "There's no way in hell you're leaving the house like—"

You lean in and peck her lips, biting her lower lip as she's left dazed. Placing a hand on her chest, pushing her back into the cool tiled wall of the bathroom. "Better take a cold shower, Momoring."

Before she can stop you again, your out the door. Leaving Momo high and dry was satisfying in of itself. Practice was going to be incredibly hellish for her.

and i had fun with this, albeit i am a day late HAHAHAHA i hope you all enjoyed it and i will see yall probably again in a few hours for the actual day 10!! i'll see you all vv soon, keep safe my lovelies!! - r

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purecantarella · 6 months

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Just a Bite

day 8 since kinktober started but i like to think better late than never AHAHHAHA and i can't be the only one who's imagined marking up any one of these women's skin 😭 anyway, so i hope yall enjoy this one!! day 8 : biting myoui mina x reader dislcaimer/s : incredibly suggestive. minors dni

Mina always considered herself to be a patient woman. Nothing in particular easily set her off. She knew how to take a joke. The Japanese woman all-together just knew how to handle herself and maintain an air of grace around her.

But you really were working her last nerve.

It's not that you intended to do that, and she fully knew that. But you had an odd and rather distracting tendency to bite down on her shoulder when you two are cuddling or standing beside one another. It was cute at first, but then it got increasingly hard for Mina to ignore how her heart would jump when you took a particularly hard nip that would leave her breathless.

She was able to mask it with a light giggle or pushing you off. But there were days when it was hard...much like tonight.

After the day she had, greeting fans, playing with her members, and performing, she was just glad she could come home to you. From the moment she walked in the door, you greeted her with your puppy-like charm and bright eyes.

A calm washes over her as she walks into your embrace. You prop your head atop hers while she nuzzles gently into your neck. You feel a her release a relaxed breath as her hold on your waist tightens.

You pull away, much to her dismay, to brush her hair out of her face, "Long day, Minari?" You ask only for her to nod and fall back into your arms. You silently listen as she talks about the highlights of the fanmeet that day, waddling backwards into the couch, setting her beside you.

The Japanese woman continues to ramble as you nuzzle yourself into her neck, savoring the moment as you could. Mindlessly, you begin leaving hair-light kisses over clothed shoulder, nodding every now and again to make sure she knew you were listening.

Mina is joking about something Momo and Dahyun had done that had the fans screaming when she felt it. Your teeth sank into the cloth of her shirt, down onto her skin. It sparked a jolt through her and she couldn't help the groan that fell past her lips, cutting her sentence off.

In a feeble attempt to brush it off, she cleared her throat before continuing her story. Hoping that you didn't hear it through your blissed out daze.

But you heard it.

Faint, but it echoed in your ears. You eased your teeth back into her porcelain skin and your ears perked up hearing the barely audible whimper fall from your girlfriend's lips. Unable to stop yourself, you smirk against her.

Lifting your head, you watch Mina immediately look away, a hot flush coloring her cheeks. You lean up and place a feather light kiss over her cheek. Allowing the contact to linger as you whisper, "And just what was that, Minari?"

Mina clears her throat and forces her eyes away, a nervous smile growing on her lips as you leaned in closer. As she tried to stand up, you grab her wrist while the other finds purchase on her waist. Forcing her onto your lap. She watches the glimmer of mischief shine in your ever darkening eyes.

"Y-Y/n—" Her shaky voice falls into a soft gasp as your lips wrapped around her earlobe, teeth grazing the skin there as you tug down playfully. Your grip on her wrist lets and your fingers trail up her arm. Finding the ends of her hair, you push it all behind her shoulder. Your falls to a hushed whisper, voice husky, "I didn't think my little actions had such extreme reactions in you, Minari."

Finding her voice, she says as firmly as she can, "I don't know what you're talking about, Y/n." The laugh that settles in your chest does nothing to soothe her nerves, it was dark as your head slowly ducked into the newly exposed skin of her neck, breath fanning the skin there. Boldly, you kiss above her pulse point, baring your teeth as you scrape down the column of her neck.

Knowing full well she would be unable to fight you off, she gives into the sigh that caught in her throat. Her hand runs through your hair, scratching gently. Silently telling you to continue.

Your hand trailed from the back of her neck to the front of her shirt ad you continue to bite and suck her neck. Slowly unbuttoning every button from its hole. One at a time, each time you left a small nip leaving her blushing. You pull away, her shirt fully open and exposing the white bralette, her toned stomach flexing as the hand that sat on her waist slipped their way towards the zipper of her jeans.

Pausing for a moment, you look into her eyes. Want oozing from the dark pools and you can't help yourself from leaning forward. Catching her lips between yours. The arms that had dangled on her sides through your onslaught wrapped around your neck as she deepened the kiss. As you pull away she tugs your lower lip between her teeth, hard enough to break the skin.

You groan before snapping out of your daze, chuckling darkly before lifting your thumb to brush off the blood. You kiss her jaw, then her neck, all the way down to her heat. Her eyes were liquid metal watching you with intent, her hands still knotted in your hair. Silently begging you for more.

You tilt your head curiously and teasingly to the side. Slowly, you're pulling the zipper of her pants down with a small smirk. "Something tells me you have something to say, Minari..." You trail off, waiting for her to verbalize what you knew she wanted you to do.

The bashful blush over her cheeks deepen before she says a shaky, "P-Please, Y/n..." You grin before slipping her pants and underwear off in one slick motion.

You wink before moving between her thighs, leaving light nips on your way up to her center. "Well, I suppose I could have a bite to eat, Minari."

The afternoon was filled with Mina's increasingly loud whining and you were left with a wildcard to use against your girlfriend even in the most public settings.

was that shitty towards the end? yes. will i edit it any further? not any time soon HAHAHAHAH i know its a little weak for my personal day 1 but i'll get back into the swing of it, i promise my lovelies!! anyway, i hope you all enjoyed this and i will see you all tomorrow!! keep safe and i love every single on of you 💗 - r

#twice #twice x reader #twice imagines #twice smut #twice mina #myoui mina #mina x reader #mina imagines #mina smut #kpop idol x reader #kpop idol imagines #kpop idol smut #kpop x reader #kpop smut #girl group x reader #girl group imagines #girl group smut #purecantarella #kinktober 2023

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purecantarella · 7 months

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✨Kinktober 2023✨

i lowkey hate how this is how i comeback to tumblr but here i am again HAHAHAHA here's my personal calendar and masterlist for this years kinktober, hope yall enjoy this one!!

Day 8 : Biting w/ Myoui Mina

Day 9 : Edging w/ Hirai Momo

Day 10 - Hate Sex w/ Kim Jennie

Day 11 : Lactation w/ Park Jihyo

Day 12 : Make-up Sex w/ Im Nayeon

Day 13 : Degradation w/ Park Sooyoung | Joy

Day 14 : Mirror Sex w/ Park Chaeyoung | Rosé

Day 15 : Humiliation w/ Kim Yerim

Day 16 : Aphrodisiac w/ Ahn Hyejin | Hwasa

Day 17 : Student/Teacher w/ Kim Yongsun | Solar

Day 18 : Caught w/ Hwang Yeji

Day 19 : Toys w/ Shin Ryujin

Day 20 : Ropes w/ Minatozaki Sana

Day 21 : Role Reversal w/ Yoo Jeongyeon

Day 22 : On Camera w/ Shin Yuna

Day 23 : Face Sitting w/ Son Seungwan | Wendy

Day 24 : Begging w/ Kim Jennie

Day 25 : Fingering w/ Kim Dahyun

Day 26 : Dirty Talk w/ Lee Chaeryeong

Day 27 : Car Sex w/ Moon Byuli

Day 28 : Against the Wall w/ Lisa Manoban

Day 29 : Masks w/ Jung Wheein

Day 30 : Mommy w/ Bae Joohyun | Irene

Day 31 : Overstimulation w/ Chou Tzuyu

im sorry im starting so late but genuinely was on the fence about doing this again lmfao but im glad to do it :> keep safe lovelies 💓

- r

#purecantarella #kinktober 2023 #masterlist #itzy smut #blackpink smut #red velvet smut #mamamoo smut #twice smut #kpop idol x reader #kpop idol smut

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purecantarella · 7 months

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i think the story anon is looking for is “never really over” by let-them-read-fics but i could be wrong, anyway here’s the link 👇👇👇

https://www.tumblr.com/let-them-read-fics/672427112503902208/pairing-modeljisoo-x-femreader-word-count

thanks anon!! im in a class rn but yeah, if the last anon wants it, could be this one

- r

#answered #purecantarella

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purecantarella · 7 months

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It's admirable that you can just post your inner most thoughts on your blog like that 😭 Aren't you scared though that one day it'd all be exposed in the end?

i mean, yall know what i look like but it's not like you know who i am...only a select few on my blog actually do. but i started on tumblr to be able to open up my thoughts sorta like a diary, but i do love writing my fanfiction too.

so i suppose to answer your question; no, im not really scared of being "exposed" or "outed." and the lil open letters and fanfictions i make and publish, i know fully well what im posting on the internet, so im not all too concerned about it

- r

#anon asks #answered #purecantarella

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purecantarella · 7 months

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Im trying to search for a fanfic you did? I think it was a blackpink one but I am not sure which member. I remember that the story went like reader and the blackpink member used to be together and they broke up for the bp member to focus on their career. Years later they meet each other on vacation in a place thats winter based (i think) they got to reconcile and the reader tells the bp member that their father forced the reader to break them up. Anyway they got back together within the story and they.........fucked?🤣🤣 the aftermath was the reader cooking breakfast i think for the botb of them and the bp member having a mini anxiety attack because they thought that the reader left them again. I think there was also a past memory that they got matching bracelets from hawaii?? Or something. Is this your fanfic or?????

i fucking wish i wrote that 😭 nawp that was not me tho, i do hope you find the fanfic tho, send it over if you do 😎

- r

#anon asks #answered #purecantarella

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purecantarella · 7 months

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do you have part 2 of ‘shes my friend’ the itzy ff- how are you btw

i haven't actually posted my part two of it, it's half written in my drafts

as for how i am, i think i might be dead ??? not 100% but i will be trying to post more given i feel a little looser in terms of time. hope you lovelies are doing well though!!

- r

#anon asks #answered #purcantarella

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purecantarella · 7 months

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do i have a lot of requests and ideas rn ? yes. am i far too depressed to really do anything but write them down for later? also yes.

i'll come back soon, i promise. my heart's just not in it rn 🥹

- r

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purecantarella · 7 months

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what was the moment i realized it ?

i've pondered that very question every night before i fell asleep...in some cases it was the reason i couldnt find rest in the evening. it wasn't just a simple moment; a snap of a finger. it was a culmination of every moment i've spent with you. it was every smile you through my way and my way only. it was the hours upon hours we spent talking about everything and nothing at once. it was when i pulled you in for a tight, unwavering embrace. it was every moment i was tempted to place my lips on yours, wondering what it would feel like. the thought alone balming my cheeks with an embarrassed shade of scarlet.

i have felt this deep feeling for almost a year, every moment i spent with you fanning the flame of dedication and devotion that will stay with me forever.

but it was in this moment, the most mundane afternoon...me waiting around in a common area of the campus in the hopes you might want to see me before class that made me realize it. i was minding my business, reading my book in a serene afternoon bliss. until this moment, these were times i soaked in the silence and momentary isolation from the world. i looked over at the blank space beside me and wished i could share this silence with you.

i caught myself imagining you were here, in the safe bubble i've always kept to myself. and it had completely dawned on me, "im fucked."

i've admitted it when i was swimming in alcohol, completely numb, but i've actively denied it for months on end. but now, with a hood of anonymity, i can confidently say it with no filter, no hinderences, nothing holding me back.

you're all i want. you're all i've wanted since the moment i met you.

it's a terrifying and abrupt notion, i know. i'm not the lovesick fool i was when i was younger. i've learned after years and years of heartbreak that not everything should be said. not every action the heart wants to take should be done. that the consequences come at the end of the book. but thinking of you. imagining what the mundane, the stressful, the ugly with you...it's not as daunting as is seemed.

you follow me on this account, you may see this or you may not. but i needed to get this out of my system. i needed to breathe it out somewhere. i needed someone to know. i needed this.

i needed it to be known just how much i crave your attention. just how much i thrive off of it.

my silence is not indicative that i have nothing to say, it only means sometimes i don't know how to express what i'm thinking without scaring you off, love.

you are the muse to my art. you are the reason i'm pushing harder and harder every semester. i want to be worthy of the attention and affection that you could give me.

i want you, my love. i adore you.

- r

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purecantarella · 8 months

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requests are still open and i'll clear through them soon, im sorry im taking forever to get through them 🥹 i'll see you all vv soon

- r

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purecantarella · 8 months

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Behind the Scenes

short jihyo fic because her solo made me feral in the best wayyyy AHAHAHAH i hope yall will enjoy this one and do stream the zyolo 💓 park jihyo x reader disclaimer/s : none, this is purely floof and i needed this floof in my life rn

"...by tomorrow we'll be having consultation for the outfits in the videos and once alterations have been made to suit you, we'll proceed to filming." Jihyo's manager finished briefing her for the preparation of her first solo. The vocalist was rather excited for the whole ordeal but at the same time it was still nerve wracking.

Her manager, seeing how distraught the singer was, smiled warmly before placing their phone down. "You're going to be amazing, you're going to look amazing. It's going to be a breathtaking debut." Pausing to stand up from the table they sat at, "Don't stress too much about it."

Try as she had, there was no getting the thoughts out of her head. All her thoughts, all the negative ideas in her head vanished in an instant when you ran into the room. Panting for air, mussed hair, and a stack of unorderly papers clutched in your arm.

You'd been running yourself ragged trying to keep your boss happy, working as an assistant to one of the clothing directors in the building. It was good work experience if you ever wanted to work in a field like hers. A shocked expression finds its way to your face when you see Jihyo staring at you, suppressing a giggle.

You smile sheepishly before bowing lowly. Hopeful, you look around the room, silently praying that another staff member was around to ask for directions around the massive building. The singer notices the look on your face, wanting to put you out of your misery she asks, "Anything in particular you're looking for?"

A nervous laugh claws its way out of your throat before you shift the papers to one arm, scratching the back of your neck. "I seem to have lost my boss and I think she might kill me if she finds out I'm asking you of all people about it."

In spite of the fact you were clearly on edge to talk to one of the influential idols in the company, Jihyo was charmed by you. She smiles before placing the mug back down on the table in front of her. "Depends what department your boss is from...Could be from anywhere."

You hear the teasing nature in her voice which makes you chuckle softly. "I'm working with wardrobe for a few artists, if I do well they might consider hiring me full time." You explain, straightening your posture.

The singer nods, eyes never straying from you. The intensity in her gaze leaving you absolutely speechless and in awe. "I'm pretty sure you'll find everyone on the third floor. That's where we usually have fittings before promotions anyway."

You nod quickly and are out the door in a flash, making Jihyo burst out laughing. In a second you were back, "Thank you so much...uh...yeah that's all. I hope to see you around!" You add before leaving again, the remainder of the singer's smile grows.

"I hope so too, little ball of sunshine." She whispers to herself before taking another sip of her drink. The thoughts of her solo drifting far away, in its place the thought of the easily-frazzled, new hire.

The next day, Jihyo was far too tired to even listen to the things her members were trying to pep her up with. She appreciated them nonetheless but none of it was sinking into her. She was nothing but a ticking time bomb waiting to explode then and there.

Upon walking into the fitting room though, she found herself staring at you as you plucked each outfit from the rack.

She couldn't help the smile that bloomed on her face when she saw your focused look. You were much more composed than when she first saw you. "Didn't think I'd see you again so soon." Jihyo says while walking up to you. It made her heart soar when she saw the composed expression just melt away into one of shock. After a giggle, she continues, "Would have caught your name if I'd known."

You smile and bow before her stylist, your boss, walks in with a dumbfounded look on her face when she sees you talking to Jihyo. You flinch before looking down at the sketches of other designs for other shoots. "I'll just have these sent to the execs assistants for approval-"

Before you could jolt out of the room, much like you did the day before, Jihyo took you boldly by the wrist. "No, I'd like it if you stayed." You and the other stylists were rather taken aback. Artists could ask for these types of things, but ordinarily they wouldn't ask interns to stay.

You look to the stylist for approval and when she nods off, you place the papers back down. Silently, listening and watching intently as the group discussed the outfits for the video and then the ones for the stage performances. Taking in every ounce of it. It was good experience on your end to just be sitting in the same room as them. However, it was rather difficult for you to focus with Park Jihyo sitting mere feet away from you.

Then Jihyo took you by surprise again.

"What do you think?" She asks looking in your direction. Your snapped out of the hazy thoughts. The lead stylist tries to distract her from asking you anything. She had nothing against you, but she was well aware you were new. As respectfully as she could, Jihyo pipes up, "I truly appreciate the effort, unnie, but I just want a fresh perspective on everything."

All eyes are on you again as she stares at you with a gentle smile, "If you were watching the music video, which outfit would be the most eye catching." You think for a moment, standing to get a better look at the photos of the designs.

Jihyo watches as your brows crease together, trying to figure out which one was the best. There's an adoration that blooms in her chest when you sort through every piece and as you stand upright with a photo of a top in hand. It's a photo of a black tube top with a denim accent, and you walk to the racks, sifting through the options on display.

She sees you smile as you pull out a pair of baggy denim jeans. "I think that this..." You lift the photo, then the pair of pants, "And this would be perfect...it's trendy right now and it would accentuate your..." You pause, clearing your throat, "...assets while still being comfortable enough to perform whatever choreography you have lined up."

You pause again, Jihyo smiles wider as you continue. "And for your hair it would be nice if you did something similar to what you did during the Alcohol Free performances, half up-half down with gold accessories to break up the primarily denim and blue colors." You finish with a proud smile.

You realize that you'd taken over the meeting and blush embarrassed. Again, you clear your throat, placing the pants back on the rack and the photo back on the table. "But that's just what I think anyway..." You say as your shoulders tense up. Finding your seat an entire table away from Jihyo again.

You're fully prepared to melt into the ground there and then when suddenly, "I love it." You look up and see Jihyo's wide, proud smile. A jolt in your chest made a small smile grow on your lips. "She has a point...with everything."

There's a swell of pride in your chest as the discussion of the rest of her outfits continues. You catch her sneaking glances your way and it leaves you flustered and blushing every time.

By the end of the meeting, the lead stylist smiled and whispered that you did a good job before leaving to meet with another group for their comeback wardrobe. You stayed a little longer to organize the files left on the table. All the while you were grinning thinking that Park Jihyo loved your ideas. That you were given the opportunity to play a bigger role than what you'd originally thought.

You'd always admired Jihyo, even before you met her personally. You weren't much of a fan of TWICE but you'd seen videos of how she was a competent and loving leader, an amazing vocalist, and one of the kindest people in the industry. The idea of her being exactly as her public image had your heart melting.

Not a lot of idols you'd met were anything close to the personas they projected.

You were pretty much done with fixing the rest of the files and photos when there was a light knock at the door. You lift your head to see the wide, bright eyes you couldn't get out of your head since yesterday. The smile on your face doubles in size and it clearly pleases Jihyo.

"Don't go running out just yet, please?" She teased, you blush and press your hands flat down on the papers in front of you. "It seems like you're in a rush every time I see you."

You chuckle softly before Jihyo walks up to you. "I just wanted to get your name before things get too crazy."

A brow immediately shoots up and a burst of confidence surges through you. "Just my name...?" You see the shock on Jihyo's expression and you're ready to take it all back in a heartbeat. But it morphs into one of amusement and a certain boldness to it.

"You're an interesting one aren't you?" Her laugh echoes through the empty room. "It might sound stupid, but I calm down when you're around. Everything doesn't seem as daunting..." The singer trails off, her gaze trailing from you.

There's a silence. It isn't uncomfortable. But it lingers, it's soft and the atmosphere is warm. The confidence still surging through you, you walk up to her, one of the stray papers in your hand. Quickly yet neatly, you jot your number down on the sheet with your name. You place it in front of her.

The singer looks at you, eyes warm but there was a lingering fear that had always been there. Before you know it, you're beside her with your hand on her shoulder. You take a deep breath, "Should everything become too much or overwhelming. I'm always willing to be behind the scenes helping you through it."

You smile, return to where you once stood preparing yourself to lug the other files to executives and to other designers and stylists. The smile returns to her face as you pick up the papers.

"I'll see you around, Jihyo." You say as you wave swiftly before disappearing out the door once again. The singer smiles warmly watching you run down the halls.

She presses her hand to her chest, as she reads the note you left. A serenity washing over her as she whispers, "I'll see you around, Y/n..."

okay this came out so much messier and so much later than i had intended ???? im working on getting back into the mindset of writing and back into the minds and personas of idols AHAHAHAHAH i hope yall enjoyed this regardless tho :"") i can't promise when i'll come back but i have a lotta drafts i wanna get out soon but until then, i hope you lovelies are keeping safe and healthy!! i love you all vv much and i will see you soon 💓 - r

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