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badaleesbish · 5 months

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.......Threesome? | Bada Lee x Reader x Tatter

°SUMMARY:

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

°C/W:

𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆, 𝚜𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑!𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝚜𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛, 𝚜𝚞𝚋!𝚃𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚍𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚙

"You ready for this?"

"Ready as I'll ever be."

Bada and Tatter were about to perform a piece that they made for a dance workshop. Tatter could help but feel a little nervous and a bit worried. 'What if she messes up?' or 'What if she trips or falls?' or 'What if she ruins the choreography for Bada?'

All these negative thoughts flowed through Tatter's head as she faced the mirror, marking the dance over and over again before class started. You could help but feel bad for Tatter. She's your best friend, and you hate seeing her like this. You sighed and walked over towards Tatter, she saw your reflection in the mirror, and she smiled 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚢.

"How you feel, babe?"

"I'm a little nervous. Can you tell?"

"Yeah, Tat, I can. You've gone over the choreo like a thousand times since we got here."

"I know, I just don't want to mess up, you know. I don't want to disappoint Bada."

"Tat, you're not going to mess up, and you're damn sure not going to disappoint Bada. And so what if you do have a little hiccup, I'm almost positive that Bada will not care. Bada is the sweetest soul. We both know that."

"Thank you for being the greatest friend anyone could ever ask for."

"Tat, Y/N, class is starting. Let's go."

Tatter pulled you into quick but loving and even placed a small peck on your cheek before skipping over to Bada, who was taking attendance for this workshop.

Screams filled the dance studio as the two women began dance. You couldn't lie and say you weren't excited as well. You sat in this very dance studio and watched as Bada and Tatter came up with this choreo, and you threw a couple of suggestions out for them as well, so this piece is quite special for all of you.

"LET'S GO, BADA LEE! LET'S GO, TATTER!"

The music began to play, it's almost like a switch flipped in both women's heads. The music took over their bodies as they moved to the lyrics, rhythm, and beat of the song. You were completely speechless watching this piece, like yeah, you saw it already, but this time, it hit totally different. You could feel the tension between the two women as they dance.

It's kinda hot, watching the love of your life dance with your best friend to this quite sensual song. As the choreo came to the end, Bada turned Tatter around, placing her hand around Tatter's neck, tilting her head upwards and slowly gliding her hand down her chest.

You were in shock at what you just witnessed. Your girlfriend just choked your best friend, and why did it kind of turn you on? Tatter, on the other hand, was a bit flustered because that was not part of the choreo, but why did it kind of turn her a bit?

As the dance workshop went on, you felt yourself getting more and more aroused at the thought of your girlfriend choking your best friend out as she ate her out as you watched them teach the choreography to the class of their students.

Tatter tried to avoid any eye contact with Bada because that would just make matters worse now that she is basically dripping through her panties right now.

Bada noticed that Tatter was acting a little weird, every time she would look at Tatter, she would look away very quickly. Bada grabbed Tatter's hand, causing her to whimper at the sudden touch of her hand. Tatter quickly pulled her hand out of Bada's grip, looking down at the studio floor embarrassed at the sound that just let her mouth.

"Tat, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, just a little tired from dancing all day. Let's finish up the class, yeah?"

"Okay, let's finish up."

The dance workshop came to an end, and Bada decided to stay back for a while to talk with a couple of her students and have a mini meet and greet with some fans.

"Hey baby, don't wait up for me. I'll be here for a while, but I'll be home as soon as I can."

"Oh, don't worry, love. Tatter and I are having a girls' night tonight, so I'll be fine."

"Okay, well, have fun. Be home soon. I love you, baby. Give me kisses."

"I love you too, my love. You ready, Tat?"

You gave Bada a small peck before grabbing Tatter by the hand, leading her out of the studio. The car ride was silent but comfortable, but you couldn't help but notice that Tatter was rubbing her thighs together and occasionally looking at you, biting her lip.

You looked over towards her, gently placing your hand onto her thigh, giving it a light squeeze. Tatter placed her hand over yours, guiding it closer to her warm pussy, she let out a soft moan as she slowly grinds against the touch of your hand. You remove your hand, gripping the wheel tightly and push on the gas towards your shared apartment with Bada.

The two women laid tangled in the sheets of you and your lover's bed as moans filled the four walls surrounding you. The moans were so loud that you didn't even hear the door of your apartment open. Bada walked into your apartment, kicking off her shoes and throwing her backpack onto the couch. Bada immediately stopped dead in her tracks.

"Is that moaning? What the fuck is going on up there?"

Bada began to climb the stairs that led to the room you two shared. The sounds of moans continued to get louder as Bada stepped closer to the door. Bada twisted the door knob, slightly opening the door to see her girlfriend chindeep in her best friend's pussy and Tatter's thighs locking your head between them as she arched her back. Bada couldn't believe what she was seeing. She pushed open the door, causing the women to jump up from their position.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?"

"Baby-

"NO, WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?"

"Bada-

"Oh, you dirty girl, this is what you do when I’m not around? So I don’t satisfy you enough you had to go for our Tatter?"

"Oh, baby, you do satisfy me so well, but I was, we were thinking that maybe we could have a threesome?"

"Yeah, Bada, I've told you that I have always wanted to experience a threesome with women."

"Tatter, I didn't think you wanted to have one with me and my girlfriend."

"Well, why not? I trust both of you, and I know both of you.?

"Come on, love. Look how pretty she is. Her moans are like music to your ears when you fuck her just right. Don't you want to hear them?"

You placed your hand between Tatter's thighs as Bada watched, Tatter kept eye contact with Bada as you rubbed her clit at a slow pace. You placed kisses along her neck, causing her to let out a breathy whimper. You kissed down to her breast, taking her pink nipple into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it, causing her to moan out and grip your hair.

"C'mere baby, I think she wants you. But let's get these clothes off first."

You gripped her shirt, pulling it over her head, throwing it somewhere in the room. You kissed and sucked along her neck, lifting her sport bra over her head, placing kisses on her breast, taking her nipple into your mouth causing her to let out a soft moan.

You dropped to your knees, pulling at her belt as you kept eye contact with her. You yanked her pants down to her ankles, placing kisses along her inner thighs as Bada stepped out of her pants. You stayed on your knees as Bada towered over you, she grabbed you by the hair pulling you up towards her face again. You whimper at the feeling of Bada yanking at your hair, you love when Bada pulls you by your hair, it made you feel like such a slut. Bada took her other hand and slapped your ass, gently caressing the stinging skin. You yelped out, throwing your head back in pleasure.

"You're such a slut, fucking my best friend. Letting her touch what's mine. You enjoyed it, didn't you?"

"Baby-

"Say it. Tell me you enjoyed it, come on be my good girl and say it."

"Yes, I enjoyed her sucking on my clit, burying her fingers deep into my pussy. It felt so good, baby. I loved every moment of it."

"Such a sweetheart but a whore at the same time. What am I going to do with you, huh?"

Bada pushed you onto the bed as she grabbed Tatter by the hair, making her face her. Bada rubbed her thumb across Tatter's lips, pushing her two fingers into her mouth. Tatter sucked on Bada's fingers, keeping heavy eye contact with her. She pushed her fingers farther into her mouth, causing her to gag, Bada chuckled, pulling her fingers out of her mouth, shaking her head lightly.

"You can't even take two fingers without gagging. How will you ever taking this dick, baby girl?"

"No, please, give it to me. I take it, I promise."

"Baby, you taught her well. Look at her, begging for me. Cute."

"I know, she's such a good girl, aren't you?"

"Let's see how much of a good girl she really is, take it."

Bada shoved the strap into Tatter's mouth. Tatter bobbed her head up and down on the strap, Bada placed her hand on the back of her head, pushing the strap deeper into her mouth. Tears ran down Tatter's face as Bada face fucked her, you kissed away the tears that rolled down her cheek while rubbing up and down her back.

"You doing so good, taking that dick like a big girl."

"Now, I want you to lie back for me so I can see that pretty pussy."

Tatter laid back onto the bed as Bada placed herself between her legs, lightly kissing her lips. Bada grabbed your face, pulling you into a kiss as well, moaning into the kiss. You placed your hands on Bada's breast, pinching and pulling at her nipples. Tatter watched as the two women kissed and touched each other, bucking her hips up against the strap, causing herself to moan at the friction of the silicone against her clit.

"Someone's eager, aren't they? There's enough of me for both of you, baby."

"Bada, please!"

"Please, what? Say it, pretty girl. Tell Bada what you want."

"I want you to fuck me until I can't speak. Give it to me, please, Bada. I'll be a good girl, just fuck me."

Bada slides the dildo into Tatter. She let out a pleasure filled moan as Bada began to gently move in and out of her, Bada slides hand up to Tatter's neck, applying pressure as Tatter threw her head back in pleasure. She looked over at you, placing her hand on your thighs. You opened your legs, watching as Tatter traveled her hand towards your dripping heat and slowly rubbing your clit then gliding through your glistening folds, sliding two fingers into you. You moaned as Tatter slid her fingers in and out of you.

"Sit on my face, Y/N. I wanna taste you."

You placed your knees on each side of her head, slowly lowering yourself onto her tongue. The feeling of the wet muscle connecting with your pussy sent shivers up your spine. Your hips began to have a mind of their as you began to grind against her tongue.

"Oh, you're so good at this, pretty girl. Don't stop, I want to cum all over that pretty face."

Tatter moaned against you as Bada quickened her pace, gripping Tatter's waist, leaving marks from her nails in her skin as she watched as her girlfriend grinds against her best friend's face.

Bada grabbed your face, pulling you into a kiss. You moaned against Bada's lips as Tatter placed her hands on your ass giving it a slight squeeze and slap as she tongue fucked you. You bounced your ass against her face as her tongue went in and out of you.

You felt Tatter's body began to tremble as she came but she didn't stop eating, she hooked her arms around your legs, locking you in so she could finish her job. You placed your hands on her breast to stabilize yourself as your legs began to shake, a wave of pure ecstasy took over your body as you came. You slowly removed yourself off of Tatter's, slowly regain your breath as Tatter licked her lips and fingers, not wanting to waste a single drop of you.

You look over to Bada, gently caressing her cheek. You wanted to take care of her as she took care of you and Tatter. You yearned for the sound of her beautiful moans. You wanted to make her cum hard. You removed the strap from Bada's waist and placed it on yourself. Bada looked at you with pure confusion as you began to put the strap around yourself. You laid back on the bed and placed your hands on Bada's waist.

"Love? What are you doing?"

"Bada, I want you to ride me."

"What? Baby, I have never done that before. I'm always the one with the strap."

"Well, let's change that, yeah?"

"Yeah, Bada, a little change won't hurt. It will feel weird at first but the weird feeling will go away and replaced with pleasure, I promise."

Bada looked at the women, a little nervous at the situation at hand because Bada used to being the dominant one during sex. Bada slowly lowers her onto the strap, let out a whimpering moan. You placed your hands on Bada's thighs, giving them a light tap. Bada began to move against the strap as tears began to form in her eyes. She was trying to get used to the new feeling but couldn't.

"It's okay, baby. Take your time, find your rhythm, baby."

Bada began to grind on the against the strap, slowly finding her rhythm.

"Feels so good, baby."

"Yeah, you look so pretty on top, taking this shit like a good girl."

You thrust upwards against Bada as she bounced on the strap. Tatter kissed along Bada's neck down to her breast, taking her nipple into her mouth, sucking on it and bringing her hand down her hand down to Bada's clit, gently rubbing it in a circular motion. Bada threw head back in pleasure as the two women pleased her.

"Yeah, take that shit, baby girl, it's all yours."

Bada moaned out, running her hands through her hair as you praised her, her grinds began to get sloppy, she placed her hands on your breast to stable herself as her legs began to shake from the constant thrusting of you abusing her pussy.

"You gonna cum for me, pretty girl. Be a good girl and cum for me."

Bada came as Tatter continued to rub her clit. She looked at Tatter, gripping her wrist, pleading for her to keep going. A tingling feeling began to erupt in her stomach as Tatter's motions began to quicken. Bada let out the loudest moan she has ever had as she began squirt all over Tatter's hand, your waist and herself.

"Oh my God, I love you so much, Bada Lee!"

"I l-love you too, baby. That's felt so good! I've never done that before. "

"That shit was so hot. I love you guys! Thank you for taking care of me!"

The three women laid in the sex filled sheets, kissing each other and laughing at the fact that they just had a threesome.

"No, but seriously, when can we do this again?"

"Yeah, we can't just go back to normal and act like this didn't happen."

"Who said we had too."

𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘‼️ 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐨!

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throughthebluesea · 6 months

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The Duplicate.

pairing: bada lee x 1million member!reader

word count: 1.6k

genre: just... idk. humor-ish, then fluff? sulky jealous bada, reader is utterly whipped since she sees her girl bada on kingbada so much. this is too cute. moment with 1million crew

The second season of Street Woman Fighter 2 has been the talk of the town since its premiere, alongside the show's fame is its parody counterpart, which is Street Gagwoman Fighter 2, where a group of Korea's highly respected comediennes come together and do parodies of the actual show's highlights by enjoycouple on Youtube.

As a surprise to the comediennes, Lala, one of the channel's owners, and the one who played as 1MILLION leader Lia Kim's counterpart decides to invite the whole group. Lala and Lia agreed to prank them by switching up during the 'Leader Gagwoman Class'.

You are a huge fan of the said content creators (you watched the first season of the gag show, after all), and you're especially hyped with the cameo you will take part on. The crew instructed not to spoil everything yet until the upload of the said episode. While they were on their way, your phone pings, and as you opened it, it was a message from your girlfriend, Bada.

bada: are you gonna tell me where you guys are off to?

y/n: i wish i could, cutie. :( but it's a surprise!! lia unnie will scold me!

bada: i can convince her to not scold you tho. unnie and i are close.

y/n: ey, don't do that! i'll tell you after it aired. you're gonna love it, i promise. hehe.

Redy then snatches your phone and then sends a picture of the two of you sitting together, posing for fun.

y/n: [image attachment]

y/n: okay love bird, trust y/n-ie. we'll return her to you after - pretty soobin

bada: >:(

"Don't tease her, Binnie! You know how sulky she is when she gets jealous."

Redy then laughs at the older female's remark, then decided to tease you more, "Omo, look at how protective Y/N unnie is to her pretty girlfriend~"

You just huffed in response and then snatched your phone back.

After being escorted inside, they were instructed to wait at one of the rooms with a monitor on where they can watch all the cameras pointing at the comediennes. Their crew were amazed how they all look almost similar to their competitors.

Harimu was laughing over her counterpart, Haribo, as she got almost all of her features, especially the mole on her nose. Amy and Dohee were gushing over your gagwoman counterpart, which is way taller than you and how she had captured your cutesy antics in a funny way.

But your focus is on her girlfriend's gagwoman counterpart, KingBADA, and was shocked by how Bada's counterpart studied her gestures, even the facial expressions and the clothing and hair style that she had during the show.

"Y/N-ah. You need to take a picture with KingBADA after the shoot. She looks exactly like Bada!" Debby said as she clung onto you.

Before even Debby told you that, you already planned on taking a selfie with her as you've become KingBADA's fan instantly.

The comediennes joked and did the mission dances as per usual, and finally, the time came. It was the Leader's Class Mission.

Lala did the signal for her and Lia Kim to switch when she was about to dance, explaining that something happened to her leg braces and need to check for a few minutes. The rest of the 1MILLION crew followed behind their leader after that and stopped just by the backstage so they could wait for their leader's signal to come in.

The switch happened, Smoke plays in the background. Just by hearing the screams of the gagwomen, they already knew that the prank worked, and they all are living for it. They had a huge respect on those who danced to Smoke, because they got the point dances well even though they interpreted it in their own funny way.

They were laughing when the other gagwomen cornered KingBADA after they surround their leader.

"Is it Bada or Mijin?!"

The shoot continued, KingBADA was chosen just like how Bada was chosed as the main dancer for the Leaders' Class. Lia has to act that she's not agreeing with the judge's decision.

"I'll call you out." Lia said after that, it was their cue to enter the scene, surprising the comediennes more. They received cheers as they entered, and their gagwoman counterparts screamed more as they finally saw the real ones.

The rest of 1MILLION settled in the middle of their 'fight zone', and as Smoke plays, all six of you started to dance. You already knew you have to dance well since this is Bada's choreography, and you knew the process of how the routine is made, the details Bada added to the steps, and the overall vibe of the dance.

After the crew dance, they were surrounded by them and hugged them all. 1MILLION also played with their counterparts during the shoot. Harimu posing with Haribo, Redy with AlreadyColLedy, and of course you with your own counterpart. Of course, Lia Kim and NuilLiLia Kim had their own moment, as well.

They gave them gifts, and right after the shoot, they hang out with their counterparts before the finally leave the scene. The members went back to take pictures with them, praising them. You even get to take pictures with KingBADA as well, your crew members tease you more.

"Y/N and KingBADA is the new thang~~"

"Couple of the month???"

You began laughing at your members' feedback, although this doesn't stop her from shifting her attention towards the comedienne, praising her for the almost accurate appearance. Mijin, her real name, thanked your praises and even asked you to send her apologies towards Bada herself. This made you laugh, as well.

When the episode aired, you and Bada decided to watch it together. She was confused as to why you decided to drag her into watching the show. She thought that this is so random, but since it was their free time after SWF2 shoot and activities, she went on with it.

Plus, she can’t resist you. She may be older than you, but she knew you got her wrapped around your finger.

You were both snuggling against each other, and laughed at each scene appearing on the screen. Bada is in awe of how her counterpart got most of her gestures right. “See? Even in Street Gagwoman Fighter 2, I am the main character.” She said with a smug grin.

You squinted your eyes at her playfully but just snuggled up against her while she waited for the switch thing.

The older one had the same reaction when it was revealed that Lia Kim is the one in the middle. She was pretty reactive, and you can’t help but laugh at her. “So this is what Lia unnie said in the Leader’s groupchat…”

Her reactions grew bigger when the rest of 1MILLION entered and danced to Smoke. “HEY, THAT’S MY BABY! SO SEXY!”

“Shush, baby. You’re too loud!”

“Can I not hype my girlfriend? It’s my first time watching you dance to my choreography!”

You looked over at her, seeing her puppy eyes and plump lips formed to a pout. You let out a sigh and just let her do it. You’re just messing with her, anyway. Of course, you’re enjoying when your girlfriend hypes you up. You just hate admitting to it because Bada will never stop teasing you until you begged her to stop.

The special section of the video started when her phone pinged, and you paused the video first since it might be an important message that Bada has received.

It was only a photo tag from Debby, though she checked it because it might be important. There, she saw the pics you guys took during the SGF2 . She swiped at the photo sets and stopped when it’s your picture with KingBADA making a heart sign.

You nervously watched the older look at the picture. Bada then double tapped the post and scoots towards the screen to play the video.

Nervousness kicked inside you since, at first, she was so reactive. But now? Dead silent, especially since there are some scenes in the special video in the end, were yours and KingBADA with the other younger members.

The video ended, and both of you didn't say a thing. You called for her name, but she just turned around, back facing you.

It's back again, her sulk mode. You already knew it when she turned her back at you and no words came out of her after. You let out a sigh and wrapped your arms around her slim waist. Your chin rests just a shy away from her cheek and gazed at her. She was pouting already.

"Baby... Talk to me~"

"Nope. Go talk to that KingBADA of yours..." It came out of her softly. You whined in response and showered her cheeks with light kisses.

"Why would I talk to her when I havethe OG? Hm?" You cooed softly while poking her cheek. "Plus... The OG has my heart, don't you agree? I am hers and hers alone."

She stopped with her whining, and glances at you, her lips still pouting. "You mean that?" She asks softly.

Your gaze softens at your girlfriend, and then nodded firmly before she continued. "Also, the OG can get lots of snuggles and kisses that she deserves. I wonder who that OG was, baby?"

You know that she likes hearing those things from you. Bada may look strong on the outside, but in your presence, she's just a baby. Your baby.

"Me... I'm the OG..." She mumbles softly, and finally turned around to face you and buried her face on your chest. You finally sighed in relief and hugged her body tight. "Good girl."

Bada pulls away slightly to look at you. "I'm sorry if I got jealous..."

"Hey, it's okay. I enjoyed it, though. You looked cute when you get all sulky and jealous."

"Don't tell Lusher and the girls, though. The last time you snitched me on them when I got sulky over your collab choreo with one of the JustJerk members, they didn't stop teasing me for weeks."

You grinned at her playfully, and then you shrugged your shoulders. "I can't promise that, baby. I enjoyed that you're being teased."

"Y/N!"

- fin.

den's notes: got this idea from a post of @acebarbziee! i hoped i did justice to the ideaaaaa. also, this is my first time writing a one-shot au in a while, my grammar skills are rusty and this is not proofread. ♡ comments are highly appreciated! ♡ read the special chapter here!

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badasgirlfriend · 6 months

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Behind Closed Doors | Bada Lee Short Imagine

pairings: bada lee x f!idol reader

genre: secret/private relationship, fluff

a/n: sorry this is a short one also can u tell that i suck at titles

"Breaking news! Y/N, one of South Korea's most desired soloist, has finally been linked to someone romantically! After keeping her personal life hidden for years, the celebrity has been spotted with a mysterious man on multiple occasions.

The two have been sighted entering Y/N's apartment on multiple occasions by insiders. Who could the lucky man be that has finally captured Nation's Girlfriend's heart?"

Y/N and Bada laughed together while reading the article, finding it hilarious.

"Mysterious man? Pffft," Y/N snorted. Whoever saw Bada must have assumed her to be a man based on the hoodie and cap she's always wearing.

She was thankful that Dispatch - and other such news outlets - wouldn't be constantly harassing and bothering them. The media is a ruthless beast, and Y/N was just thankful she and Bada didn't need to deal with it as a couple.

"If only they knew," Bada chuckled softly, wrapping her arms around Y/N's waist. She gently placed her chin on Y/N's shoulder as her girlfriend's fingers danced through her hair.

Their love story began back when Y/N first stepped into the K-pop industry as a newbie from a small company, in need of a choreographer.

Bada was already a skilled choreographer looking for groups to create dances for, but she was hesitant at first to take up the job offer since Y/N was from an unknown company.

Still, something inside told her to give it a chance

Bada was relieved she hadn't turned that job offer down, for who knows how much she'd have missed out on if she had. A year later, Bada and Y/N decided to take their relationship a step further after realizing there was something more between them. For the time being, their romance remained a secret - hidden from the eyes of public scrutiny and the media.

Their story was one of overcoming odds and triumphing against all challenges. From two aspiring young girls who first met and supported each other on their way to stardom.

Bada and Y/N became the embodiment of success in the K-pop world, with Bada as a choreographer and Y/N as a soloist.

They were each others' "rocks" as they supported one another and rose together to fame and success. Their success would not be possible without each other, and it felt surreal to think that just a year ago, they were just some unknown faces trying to break out in the industry.

Y/N pecked Bada's face with affection, her love for her girlfriend flowing freely. A blush rose on Bada's face as she felt each peck, a smile forming as she took her girlfriend's hands in hers and pulled her in for a deeper kiss.

The two girls' lips met passionately in an act of love. Their tongues twisted and danced together with each other, the sweet taste of love on their mouths. They felt each other's body heat, their hearts beating in sync on their skin as their bodies drew together, their movements slow and sensual.

After a while, they broke the kiss, looking at each other and smiling. "I love you so much," Bada said,

"I love you too," Y/N replied.

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The Deal (I Can’t Go Inside)

Show Me How (To Love) Chapter 2

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Synopsis: The time has come for you to head to the Lee residence and start your new life as Bada’s fiancée. Hope you can handle the pressure!

Note: Any pictures used are for aesthetic purposes only, and aren’t indicative of the reader’s body type/race. Any relations to real people and events are purely coincidental.

Tw: Physical abuse, cursing, unrealistic depictions of sleepwalking

Word Count: ~10.4k

When you come to yourself, you find yourself staring out the window, the morning rays of sunlight shining in your eyes. Looking down, you see your phone in your hand, unplugged and low on battery. 6:42 am is the time, long before your door is ever unlocked. Letting out a sigh, you plug your phone back up, your back, hand, and wrist stiff from the lack of movement.

You wonder how long you were sitting like that, out of it and ruminating. Your eyes feel heavy, and with every blink they sting from the lack of sleep. All you can do is groan as you lay back down, rubbing your eyes is frustration. You can already tell that you aren’t going to fall back asleep, but your body feels so heavy that you can’t move even an inch more.

So, you lay there.

You lay there as the sky outside gets brighter and brighter. You lay there as you hear the bustling of people outside. You lay there as your stomach growls, reminding you that you barely ate the night prior, and now you’re craving an orange.

Thinking about the night before only gives you a headache, realization kicking in about your entire situation.

You’re getting married. The revelation hits you like a truck. You’re getting married in the place of your sister, and you know nothing of what’s to come. You don’t want this marriage, by any means, but knowing that your parents’ lives are on the line makes you suck it up and go along with it –as if you have a choice–.

Soon enough, you hear the click of your doorknob as it unlocks, and you sit up in bed before your mother enters.

She immediately frowns as she looks at you. “What are you still doing in bed? Get up, now!” She says as she taps her foot on the ground, key to your room door in hand.

You listen to her, body sluggish. Your feet meet the hard floor instead of your house slippers, which confuse you, as you always put your house slippers in the same place by your bed before you sleep. You look around the room, seeing one of your shoes by the door, and the other by the closet.

You were walking around last night, you realize, internally sighing as you move to grab your shoes and your outfit for the day. You put your slippers on as you walk to your bathroom and shut the door. Your forehead meets the door, and you like the way it feels against your warm skin.

Fuck, you can’t handle this right now. You can’t handle any of this.

“Calm down, calm down, calm down,” you whisper to yourself, “You’re alright, you just need to get through this and then you’ll be alright.” You don’t have time to calm yourself down further, as your mother’s voice cuts through your ears.

“Choi (Y/n), hurry up! Do not keep us waiting.”

You push away from the door, moving to get ready. One look into the mirror shows your disheveled and tired state, and you wonder if Bada will turn you away as soon as you appear in front of her.

The long, dark maxi dress and long sleeve shirt you have on underneath hides your body well, but you hope your mother doesn’t think it’s too revealing.

You leave the bathroom and face your mother, waiting for her to give you an order.

“Come here,” she says, and you obey, stepping closer, but keeping a bit of distance between you two. Your mother grabs your wrist, pulling you closer, and you let out a gasp at how tight she’s gripping your arm. Her face is extremely close to yours, and her stern eyes bore into yours. You want to look away so bad, but she grabs your chin and makes you face her. “You will not embarrass your father and I today, do you understand me?” You nod rapidly, eyes squeezing shut at the pain. “You will not complain, you will serve Bada in any way she needs, and you will obey her.” You don’t want to protest, but you have too many worries to not say anything.

“But mother, what if she’s violent? What if she gets angry and hits–” your mother squeezes your cheeks, silencing you.

“If you upset her, fix yourself and do better. You will do whatever she wants,” she says through gritted teeth, shoving you away. “I swear, Soo Ri should’ve been the one to do this, not you.” She looks like she wants to spit on the ground you’re standing on, but she turns and walks away, leaving you to rub your cheeks with tears in your eyes.

You sniff and rub the tears out of your eyes, legs feeling weak. You look around your room, trying to gather your bearings.

Walking to your dresser, you grab your phone so you can look at your appearance in the camera. You unlock it, only for your phone to open the message app.

What you see only makes you want to break down and cry more.

On the screen are your texts to Soo Ri from last night, dozens of green messages taunting you. They start out written properly, showing clarity in your actions.

‘Hi, my lovely unnie.’

‘Where are you.’

‘Come home.’

‘I hope you’re sleeping well.’

But as you continue to read them, they become short, unintelligible, with terrible grammar and no structure. In between the key smashes and word vomit, you can read a few things.

‘Scared’

‘Please’

‘Send away’

One text catches your eye, however.

‘Don’t let the cat get you’

Memories rush to the forefront of your mind, clouding your vision. Glass breaking, screaming, the feeling of suffocating into your pillow, beady yellow eyes staring up at you.

You feel your breathing getting harsher and harsher, phone dropping out of your hand as you stumble down, eyes darting everywhere.

You feel your heart beating faster and faster, threatening to pop out of your chest.

You try to dig your nails into your palms, trying to ground yourself back to reality, but you are quickly slipping away.

You hear yourself sobbing, you feel the tears slide down your cheeks, you feel the pounding in your head as you try and grab onto anything to calm you down.

You are so, so stupid, you tell yourself. You don’t deserve anything.

When you come to, you’re curled into yourself, arms close to your chest and tears pooling below you.

You faintly hear your parents’ voices downstairs through your open door, and it snaps you out of your thoughts.

“Thank you so much for escorting our daughter. I was up all night worrying about her journey to the Lee residence,” you hear your mother speak, using the tone she reserved for speaking with guests. It’s time for you to go.

You quickly get up, grabbing your phone and charger shoving them in your purse. You rush into the bathroom, wiping your face with water and fixing your hair. You plant a smile on your face and grab your suitcase –you had shoved all of your shoes into one suitcase the night before, thinking two would be too much– and your box, walking out of your room without looking back.

You walk down the stairs slowly, hands shaking. Once you make it to the bottom of the stairs, your mother’s voice gets louder.

“She’s always been a little more reserved, and she doesn’t really eat much unless prompted, so please don’t let her stay to herself and neglect her needs. And oh! She really likes to eat beef as well, and she doesn’t really like sweets, and she gets cold really easily too.” With the way your mother is rambling, she comes across as a caring, concerned mother, and no one will guess that she had just admonished you earlier.

You’re not sure you want them to.

“Oh honey, (y/n) will be fine. She’s a big girl and you should trust that she’ll be ok,” your father says, voice kinder than you’ve ever heard before.

“I know, but she’ll always be my baby,” your mother sounds close to tears, and you wonder how long this performance will last.

Well it’s not like you aren’t performing as well, so you might as well match their energy.

“Mother, father, I’m ready,” you say as you arrive near the door, where your parents are standing with another woman, or girl, you should say. She has a very cute face, round cheeks and burgundy colored hair. But her clean suit, cold face and tall posture made her look older than she seemed to be. You place your box on the floor next to you and flex your fingers.

You bow to the girl in front of you, and she bows back.

“(Y/n), this is Sowoen, and she will be escorting you to Ms. Lee’s home,” your father says, adjusting the glasses on his face. You nod in acknowledgement.

Your mother starts to sniffle, holding your cheeks in her hands, much gentler than earlier.

“Oh, how you’ve grown. I remember when you first came to us like it was yesterday. And now you’re getting married,” she pulls you close to her in a hug, and you fight the urge for your body to freeze. “Don’t fuck this up,” she whispers in your ear, and squeezes you harder. You put your arms up to hug her back, though you feel awkward doing so.

When was the last time you hugged your mother?

“Ok honey, you have to let her go now,” your father says as he separates your mother from you. Your father doesn’t hug you, but he does hold your hands in his.

His touch makes your skin crawl.

“Please, stay safe my dear. Know that you will always have a home here,” he says, his voice soft. You just nod again, trying your hardest to keep the smile on your face. You pull away from him first, wrist still hurting from earlier.

You go to grab your stuff, but Soweon steps in before you could. She grabs your suitcase and box with ease, and you feel embarrassed at having her do the work for you. You also don’t want her to see how little you have.

“Is this all, Miss?” Soweon asks you, and you can only nod silently, hands itching to grab the load off her hands.

A maid holds the door for the both of you, and you don’t look back at your parents as you follow behind your escort, though you can feel their gazes burn into your back. You can’t help but shiver.

~~~

The ride to Bada’s home is uncomfortably silent. You want to speak to try and break the awkwardness, but nothing comes out. Plus, Soweon’s tight grip on the steering wheel and her eyes locked forward is probably a hint for you to keep quiet.

She must be mad at you, you think as you fidget with your hands, for not being the one her boss wanted to marry.

You lock eyes with her in the rear view mirror, and quickly look away, mind going far.

To get to the Lee mansion requires one to go through large gates flanked with security, who quickly lets the car pass once Soweon shows her ID and they do a quick check in the trunk of the car, which makes you nervous.

Soweon drives the car down the pathway, and into a cul de sac, where at the end sits the Lee mansion, your new place of residence.

Your heart beats loudly in your chest as you stare at the utterly huge mansion in front of you.

You’re living here? Even your parents’ vacation homes aren’t this big!

You’re scared to see what it’s like on the inside. Maybe you can just live in the car and you won’t have to see Bada ever!

No, that’s ridiculous. Utterly ridiculous. You’d need to pee at some point.

Before you know it, your hand is reaching for the door only for it to miss as the door swings open, Sowoen looking at you expectedly as she stands on the other side.

“O-Oh…” you stutter as you stare at her in bewilderment. You must’ve been keeping her waiting for too long. “Sorry,” you apologize, stepping out of the car. You don’t notice Sowoen’s hand held out to help you out of the car, looking towards the trunk for your belongings.

“I’ve got it, Miss,” Sowoen speaks up, taking your things out of the trunk for you. You continue to stare at her in confusion.

“You… you don’t have to do that. I can do it…” you say as you reach for the suitcase, but Soweon only pulls it away from you.

“It’s alright, Miss. It’s my job,” is all she says before walking towards the mansion steps.

“But, but, they’re my things. I don’t want to have you do all of the work,” you try and say, trying to catch up with her quick steps. “Can I at least hold the box, please?” You ask, clasping your hands together. “There’s a lot of important things in there to me,” which isn’t exactly a lie, but it would still be better just to hold it.

Soweon sighs, which causes you to think that you’re probably being a bit annoying, so you take a step back from her and place your hands by your side.

“Here,” she says, holding the box out to you. You blink, but quickly move to grab the box from her hold before she changes her mind.

“Thank you…” you whisper, following her up the stairs without another word.

The inside of the mansion is just as grandiose as the outside. Bright lights and long halls leading to who knows where. You could see the giant glass chandelier hanging from the high ceiling if you tip your head back far enough. There isn’t a spec of dust as far as your eyes can see –which, frankly, isn’t far–. To the sides you can see stairs leading to the second floor. You wonder how many rooms there are in this whole place. There has to be at least thirty, right?

A maid greets you both with a respectful bow and you bow back, although Sowoen doesn’t.

“Shall I take this to your room, Miss?” She says, holding out her hands expectedly. You clutch the box closer to you, not wanting to give the maid all of your load like you did to Sowoen.

“Miss, we’re going to be seeing the boss first, so it’s best you put your stuff down,” Soweon says, nodding towards the maid. You look at her hesitantly. You could just take the stuff to your room directly, but you don’t want to keep Bada waiting, so you reluctantly give the box to the maid, flexing your hands awkwardly once she took it away.

You follow Sowoen down the hall, keeping an eye on the back of her burgundy head. Your heart beats hard in your chest as you stop by a large wooden door with a very antique gold door knob. Sowoen knocks on the door, and opens it when she’s given permission to enter. You hesitantly follow behind her, blurry gaze landing all over the room.

You enter into an office, one bigger than you’ve ever seen. Near the wall in front of you sits a desk, full of stacks of paper and pens, and two small chairs in front of it. Against the other two walls are dark green sofas, with a small, glass coffee table to the side of each. Everything in here looks expensive, even the rug you’re standing on, it only makes you even more nervous.

Standing in front of the desk is none other than your fiancée, tall and intimidating, just like the day you first met. On the couches sit multiple other women, though you don’t know who they are.

Bada’s face is neutral, nary an emotion can be gathered from her gaze, hands clasped in front of her. Hands that could hurt you at any moment…

‘You will not complain, you will serve, and you will obey her’, your mothers words repeat in your head as Bada stares down at you.

Remember, you tell yourself, this woman can kill you and your family at any moment, so maybe listening to your mother will be wise.

You bow to Bada, eyes kept to the floor, waiting for her to address you.

“How was your trip,” her voice is deep, resounding throughout the room and bouncing off of your ears.

“It was fine,” you manage to say without stuttering, hands gripping your dress. You still don’t look at her, but rise anyway. “Thank you for having someone escort me here,” you say. You hope it scores you half a point for your respectfulness.

“This will be your home now,” Bada starts, voice still level. “So there are a few things you must know, especially since your parents did not inform you of a single thing prior to our meeting on Friday. I’m assuming that is still the case, correct?” You wince, feeling all of your hopes of them sparing your family’s lives being shredded to bits. You feel a lot of eyes burning into your back and elect to keep your head down.

Should you be honest and just say yes? Will lying spare your family even just a little.

“Choi (y/n), I asked you a question.” Despite the authoritative nature in her voice, it was still the same tone and pitch she spoke in moments earlier. It made you push lying out of your mind.

“That’s… that’s correct.” You’re going to pass out any second now. If you beg her to kill you, will they spare your parents' lives? Soo Ri’s?

“I see. While you are here, your safety is one of the top priorities for both my team, Bebe, and I,” that is, until you piss her off and she kills everyone you’ve ever loved. “You must follow the rules set in place to ensure your safety, understood?” You nod, staying silent. “One, you will never walk around without a bodyguard, ever. There’s too many risks out in the world for you to walk around without one. Sowoen here will be filling in that role for now.” You don’t know if you should feel relieved that it’s at least a somewhat familiar face or not. Bada continues, holding up two fingers.

“Two, you must not lie to me, ever. I despise liars, and you seem to come from a family of them.” You wince again, squeezing the wrist your mother grabbed earlier. The pain brings you back down to Earth. “I will not spare you if I find out you’re lying to me.” You can only nod, voice not coming out properly.

Bada holds up a third finger, “Finally, this is simply a business deal, so I expect you to act accordingly to fulfill the terms of the contract that you and your parents agreed upon, understood?”

You agreed to the contract? Since when? What did you agree to, you can only wonder. Maybe Bada took your begging for your family’s lives as an agreement. Yes, that must be what it is.

“Y-Yes, I understand, Ms. Lee,” you finally manage to say.

“These are all of the members of my team,” you turn around to face the women on the couches, and Soweon, who sits on the couch to your left. “To your left are the junior members. Soweon, whom you’ve met already, Minah,” Bada points to a girl with black hair, “and Cheche,” she points to a girl with orange hair. Their eyes bore into your figure, as if they’re studying you, waiting for you to slip up, which you will most likely do soon.

Bada gestures to your right, “These are the senior members. Their word takes precedence over the junior ones, so what they say goes first.” You nod again. The gazes of these women feel a bit more hostile, but you couldn’t tell from the lack of emotions on their faces. “This is Tatter,” she points to a woman with light blonde hair, “Kyma,” a woman also with blonde hair, but a shorter face, “and Lusher, my second in command. If I am not here, you listen to her. Are we clear?”

“Yes, we’re clear.” You repeat obediently.

“Good, Sowoen will give you a tour of the residence, and will help you get settled in. And here,” you turn to her, and she holds out a black credit card. You blink at it, then look up at her for the first time since you’ve entered. “Use this for anything you need. There’s a lot of money on here, so do not worry about it running out of funds anytime soon,” she says, card held loosely in her hands.

You aren’t receiving an allowance? That’s… confusing. You thought everyone received an allowance from the head of the household.

“Take it,” Bada says flatly.

Don’t complain, serve, and obey.

You blink again at the card, gently grabbing the edge from her as if it were a foreign object.

“Thank you, Ms. Lee.” You grip the card in your hands to make sure it’s real.

“You are dismissed,” Bada says, and Soweon holds the door for you as you leave. You bow to Bada and the girls before you go down the hallway, Soweon following behind you.

Bada sits down on her chair, sighing.

“Do you trust her?” Lusher asks, breaking the silence in the room.

“I don’t need to,” Bada says, picking up a piece of paper and a pen. “As long as she does what she was brought here to do, I don’t really care whether or not she’s trustworthy. That’s for you all to figure out.” She taps her pen on the counter. “Alright, here are your tasks for the week. Cheche, fill Soweon in later,” Bada states before starting their meeting.

~~~

The Lee mansion is too big for your liking. Dozens of bedrooms, a cozy living room, giant catering kitchens, a library, a theater room, a tennis court, a gym, a ballroom, and apparently, a giant garden somewhere else on the property. You’re getting overwhelmed at Soweon’s explanations as you pass the giant pool. There’s even a fucking jacuzzi in the corner of the pool.

As you stare down at the water moving with the slight breeze, you imagine yourself under the surface, holding your breath until it hurts, eyes staring at the sky above you.

You wish you hadn’t been told about the pool, you think. You feel like you’ll be coming here often in your sleep, whether you like it or not.

“Miss,” you hear Soweon call you. You tear your eyes away from the pool to look at her. “Shall we end the tour here?” She asks, with a tilt of her head. She must be tired of talking to you. It’s best to listen to her and end the tour.

You nod, and follow her to a bedroom.

“The boss has prepared this room for you, but you can change anything around as you please,” Soweon says, never passing the threshold of your room. You look around, taking in the large queen sized bed in the middle of the room, the white vanity to the left and the giant walk-in closet to the right, along with a desk by a giant window.

You wonder if you can ask them to bolt it shut for you. Would you sound insane? Is that a normal request for someone to have? You really aren’t sure.

“Please let me know if you need anything, Miss,” Sowoen says to you, and you nod.

Sowoen bows to you as she goes to shut the door, and you bow back. Once the door’s shut, you let out the deep breath you were holding, but you still feel no relief. Instead, you feel as if you’re suffocating. You’re now in the lion’s den, and one wrong move could mean you and your whole family being torn to shreds.

You look at the door, noticing the lock on the inside. You’d be able to lock and unlock your door with ease. That fact scares you.

To distract yourself from the thousands of worries in your head, you start to unpack your suitcase, finding your closet already filled with hangers for you, which you appreciate, though most of them are left unused because of your lack of clothes, but oh well.

You go to unpack your box, opening it up with a key on your wallet. Only for you to end up putting it down because you become face to face with that porcelain cat. The cat that you thought you left in the nightstand at home.

Its yellow eyes pierce into your teary ones, mocking you, reminding you of all of your mistakes, and when you pick it up, your skin crawls, the scar on your back burning once more.

You put it in the nightstand dresser and hope you forget about its location later.

You continue to unpack your items, tears in your eyes.

When you’re done, you place your house slippers on the floor by your bed, and crawl under the covers.

Exhaustion is catching up with you, you’re hungry, you’re craving an orange.

You decide to sleep.

~~~

Sowoen’s days have been very uninteresting lately. Instead of the hustle and bustle of her normal, everyday life, doing reports, following her seniors around as they worked, testing out different types of poisons on others (and herself in secret), she has spent the last few weeks watching her boss’ new fiancée.

Bada says it’s to teach her responsibility as the youngest, and she is grateful for the opportunity. However, she is just… just so, so bored.

Every morning at 5 am, she wakes up and goes to stand at your door at 6, and hears you wake up around 8:30. You don’t open the door for a while, sometimes for hours, until Sowoen wonders when you’re going to eat something, and knocks on the door.

You look bewildered every time she opens it, like the action is unusual or something, even when you tell her to come in with a confused voice. Sowoen doesn’t really care as to why you think it’s weird, only wanting you to not starve to death and have Bada be disappointed in her, so she asks if you’re going to eat something.

The first few days here you ate a proper meal, but after that, you just ate oranges. And then you would retreat back into your room, until it was time for dinner, where you would eat a proper meal at 9. Then at 10:00, you turn in for the night. She would stay outside your room for a few more hours, just in case you need her again, but at 1am she goes to her room to sleep –she’s already used to getting little to no sleep, so there’s no issue with that–.

It’s just weird. Of course she should mind her business. You being quiet and not stirring up trouble is a good thing. However, Sowoen doesn’t trust you. She may be slightly –curious isn’t the right word, maybe wary?– about your skittish behavior and notes the familiarity in your actions, but she doesn’t trust you, or your family. Your family lied to Bada, and that is something that cannot be forgiven. Who knows what else you’re lying about.

And on top of all that, Sowoen is just bored. She’s so, so bored.

Even when she listens through the door –not actively but just generally listening out for sounds– she doesn’t hear you moving at all. No music playing, no talking on the phone, not even singing to yourself. Are you in solitary confinement or something?

At times like this she wishes she had Kyma’s scary hearing ability, at least so she can see if you’re alive or not. She could always just go in your room herself and check on you, like a bodyguard should do, but Bada also warned of giving you your privacy, a sliver of respect while you’re here.

But she cannot, in good conscience, let you isolate yourself like this.

Sowoen, always the softy, she can hear everyone saying, causing her to sigh.

“Mind your business, Sowoen, mind your business,” she whispers to herself.

Sowoen thinks of dark spaces, no room to move, aching bones and everlasting silence.

She sighs once more, turning around to knock on your door, but is stopped by a voice.

“Sowoen,” it’s Cheche, voice leveled despite the small smile on her face. It’s been a while since she’s seen the other junior members, her best friends, because she’s been stuck to your side –or rather, your door–, so it’s a surprise to see her here.

“Hi, Cheche. What’s up?” Cheche stops a little always from the door, not exactly in front of Sowoen.

“The boss wants to see you,” she says, eyes flickering to the door behind Sowoen. “I’ll watch over the Miss in your place, ok?”

Sowoen is hesitant, not wanting abandon the job Bada assigned her to do.

“Here,” Cheche says, holding out her hand, a hand that holds Bada’s family ring. The request is legitimate, not just a trick to test Sowoen to see if she’s doing her job. It’s also unrefusable –not that she can or would ever refuse Bada anyways–.

Sowoen nods, taking that ring and holding it tightly in her hand, stepping aside so Cheche can take her place.

The walk to Bada’s office isn’t a long one, but she is curious about why Bada wants to see her. She’s been doing her job correctly as far as she knows. You’re still alive, maybe not healthy, but you’re alive!

She makes it to Bada’s office, knocking six times to let Bada know it’s her.

“Come in,” Bada says, and Sowoen enters, giving Bada a slight bow.

“Morning, boss,” Sowoen greets her, holding out her ring for her to take, which she does.

“Morning. Have a seat,” Bada gestures to one of the chairs in front of her desk, and she sits. Bada is sitting behind her desk, in her pressed suit and glasses low on her face. She taps her pen on the desk as she looks at Sowoen.

“What’s your assessment of her?” Bada asks, referring to you. The question comes as a bit of a surprise to Sowoen, as she didn’t expect Bada to ask her about you, nor care enough about you to ask. Though she figures that it’s a matter of just keeping tabs on you, which she did expect Bada wanted. “You can speak honestly. There will be no penalty for doing so.” Despite saying that phrase plenty of times before, Bada always makes sure to reassure her, and for that, Bada has Sowoen’s trust.

“If I’m being honest, there really isn’t much to say,” Sowoen starts, picking at her nails but still looking Bada in the eyes. “She doesn’t do much at all. She doesn’t leave her room much, only to eat, and she barely does that,” Bada’s expression doesn’t change at that information, so Sowoen can’t gather what she’s feeling. “When she’s in her room, I really don’t know what she’s doing, I really can’t hear anything when she’s in there,” Sowoen furrows her eyebrows. “Not that I’m intentionally listening on her or anything. I want her to have privacy, but just… y’know.” Sowoen realizes she’s rambling and closes her mouth.

“Thank you for sharing that, Sowoen.” She feels herself blush at the praise. Bada leans back in her chair. “So there’s no one she talks to? No places she likes to go?” Bada asks, clasping her hands together.

Sowoen shakes her head, “No, it’s like she isolated herself. No calls to her parents, nor do I ever see her texting anybody either. It reminds me a lot of…” Sowoen shuts herself up, quick, not wanting to be reminded of the past,

“I see,” Bada says, understanding what Sowoen is referring to.

“But I don’t want to intrude on her life, y’know? I think it’ll be rude if I said something,” Bada nods at that.

“It’s ok to give suggestions, as long as you’re respectful, right?” Sowoen nods, not saying anything more. “Bring her over,” Bada says, and Sowoen snaps to attention.

She didn’t expect her to say that. She thought that Bada wouldn’t want to see you at all after what your parents did. But who is she to question her superior, so she gets up and goes to retrieve you.

Before she leaves, Bada calls out to her.

Her face is serious as she looks at Sowoen.

“Do you trust her?” Is all she asks.

“No, boss, I don’t.”

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Your days at the Lee mansion have been very uneventful. You wake up, covered in bruises from your body hitting things in your new bedroom when you walk around at night, not used to the new layout just yet. You then wait for your door to be unlocked, but you end up waiting for hours until Sowoen knocks on your door asking if you’d want to eat breakfast, leaving you to remember that doors aren’t just generally locked all the time from the outside. You then go to eat breakfast, but you’re too nervous to keep anything down so you just eat oranges. Then, you retreat to your room and just lie there until dinner, where you sit by yourself for thirty minutes and eat a little bit of food –just like at home, but you don’t want to think about that right now–.

What else is there to do anyways? Your only source of entertainment is painting, and all of your supplies are at home. You’re too scared to walk around the mansion and explore, fearing that you’ll just end up sleepwalking to places and burdening Sowoen and Bada later on, and you don’t want to ask Sowoen or a maid to get things for you, because then you’ll feel like you’re being bossy and pretentious.

So, you just sit in your room and think.

Sometimes you read the books you brought from home, sometimes you scroll through videos on your phone, switching from app to app, but mostly, you just end up thinking.

What is your role in all of this?

Are you just an accessory? A thing to parade around to make Bada look good? But why settle for you? Why not find someone else from another family who didn’t lie to her?

Is it just to get back the money your parents owe her? If so, does that just make you a hostage?

The thought makes your throat close up in fear.

What rights did you have in this mansion? Could you go where you pleased? Or were you just stuck in this large home, waiting to be used and discarded. You’re too scared to ask, fearing Bada’s emotionless stare, or the annoyed looks from the Bebe girls.

If you’re a hostage, that means Soo Ri was also supposed to be a hostage, right? But knowing Soo Ri’s personality, you can’t imagine her settling down and taking that.

You imagined she’d come here, with her endless confidence that you’ve always envied, demanding to be treated right, and probably getting whatever she wanted, too.

But what are you supposed to do, then? Just lie there and wait for Bada to make up her mind on what she wants?

Would she take her anger out on you if she had a rough day? Would she come into your room and…

You don’t allow yourself to go down that road, mind already dredging up things from the past.

Don’t complain, serve, and obey.

You blink, remembering your mother’s words and turning over in bed, hugging a pillow to your chest.

If Bada ever does anything to you, it’s not like you have the power to fight back. You’d probably have to just cry in silence when she’s done with you, hoping that the next day will be better. Maybe if you don’t complain she’d leave your family alone.

Yeah, just think of the benefits for your parents. They’ll be able to just pay Bada back, and then be done with her while she just keeps you to the side, at her mercy. You’ll gladly be at her mercy if it means they’ll be happy.

Before you can sit in your thoughts more, there’s a knock on your door. You wait for it to open, but then remember that your door isn’t locked.

“Come…come in,” you say, the words still feeling foreign on your tongue.

The door opens and Sowoen appears, face still serious. Her hair is down today.

“Miss, the boss wishes to see you,” she says, never passing the threshold to your door.

You blink in confusion, but get up anyway.

You haven’t seen Bada since your first day here, and she has not called for you since then. Are you in trouble? Is your family in trouble? Is Bada going to kill you? Has she finally gotten sick of you? All you’ve done is stay still! You haven’t been a burden to anyone, at least you think you haven’t! Maybe you’ve unintentionally upset someone, but you swear you’ll get on your hands and knees and beg for forgiveness!

You must’ve done something wrong, you think as you walk through the halls, gripping your wrist in your hand. Bada is going to kill you. She hates you.

Too soon do you end up in front of her office, large wooden door taunting you as you raise your hand to knock on the door.

“Come in,” Bada says, voice sounding much more secure than yours. You wonder if you’ll be able to get the words out to defend yourself.

You open the door, which creaks as it moves, the sad sound announcing your presence in Bada’s clean space. The door closes behind you, and when you turn around, Sowoen isn’t there.

Which means you’re alone with Bada, for the first time. You’re alone with a woman who hates you.

You bow to her, and wait for her to give you an order, or yell at you, or do something.

“Sit,” Bada says, gesturing to the chair in front of her. You do so, without question, avoiding her gaze. You feel it burning into you, probably waiting for you to confess your wrongdoings. Maybe if you apologize first, she’ll go easy on you.

“Um, Ms. Lee,” you start, voice wavering. “I sincerely apologize for my actions, truly.” You dig your thumb in your palm, rubbing it in circles.

Bada raises an eyebrow at your words, wondering what you could’ve done. She decides to see what you’ll apologize for, and stays silent.

“I, um, I promise to do better… as, as your fiancée. I know I should have learned better from my parents, and for that I apologize… for being clueless, I mean. If it’s any consolation, I didn’t mean to upset you, but if you tell me what,” you blink rapidly, looking down at your hands, “if you’re willing to tell me what I did wrong, then I’ll be sure not to make the same mistake again…” you finish, biting the inside of your cheek.

“And what exactly are you apologizing for?” Bada asks, staring down at you despite the lack of eye contact on your part.

You start to stammer even more, “You, you called for me, so I thought… I thought I did something wrong,” you blink again, bouncing your leg. “Is it not that?” Bada watches as the gears turn in your head, trying to find an explanation for why she called you here.

“If it’s about Soo Ri and the switch, I, I sincerely apologize for that. I know that what we did isn’t forgivable, but I promise to –”

Bada silences you with a rise of her hand.

“Enough,” she says, effectively stopping your apologies. She places her pen down, never looking away from you. “What are you doing here?” She asks you, and you look up at her for the first time since you arrived. Her expression is still void of any emotions as her brown eyes look you over.

Does she think you are overstaying your welcome? Is she going to send you back home? What does that mean for the safety of your family? What will your parents think of you coming back home so early?

Don’t complain, serve, and obey.

“I… I’m here to be your fiancée,” you answer, uncertain. Bada just blinks at you.

“There’s no need to stay inside. Go, visit your parents, get groceries, go shopping for clothes, do whatever you want,” Bada orders you, and your eyebrows furrow.

She didn’t want you here, it seems, even though you thought you were behaving.

But it’s best if you don’t argue.

“For how long?” You ask for clarification, trying your hardest not to cry. Were you failing the one thing you were asked to do?

“For as long as you wish,” is all she says, writing down something on a piece of paper. It’s not an adequate answer for you, but you won’t fight her. “Sowoen will keep by you as you go, so do not try and stray too far from where it is safe.” You nod, voice failing you at the moment. “You are dismissed,” Bada says after a beat. You nod, getting up and bowing before leaving her office.

Sowoen is waiting for you at the door, closing it behind you and following you to your room. Once you get there, you turn to Sowoen, not meeting her eyes.

“Um,” you start, clearing your throat, “Ms. Lee told me to, uh, not be inside? Do you have any place I could go?” Your tone conveys your shyness, not used to talking with the woman who follows you around just yet.

Sowoen pauses, nodding her head as she thinks.

The boss must’ve seen her underline concerns, despite her attempts to hide it, and reassured you that you could go wherever you wanted.

Bada knows Sowoen better than she knows herself sometimes.

“There’s a shopping district further into the city,” Sowoen starts, “There’s a bunch of different stores you can go to, you browse around if you like.” Sowoen suggests. The stores there are all ones Bada provides protection for, so you shouldn’t be in any danger there.

You nod, entering your room to get ready.

You dress in a long black maxi skirt, and a dark blue sweater that is a little bit itchy due to it being so old, and some of your old sneakers. You need to buy new ones, but you’re waiting for you to have enough money to buy your glasses first before getting anything else. It is a bit warm outside for the outfit, but you’ve learned to tough it out.

You wouldn’t want people to get the wrong idea by you showing skin.

When you’re done getting ready, you grab your purse and your phone, opening the door and waiting for Sowoen to lead the way. She takes you to the front, and the sun hits your eyes as soon as you leave the manor, not used to the brightness after staying inside for so long.

You wait for Sowoen as she goes to get the car, warmer arm causing you to fan yourself with your hand, and walk down the steps to meet her. With each step you try not to think about what you’re going to do once you get back.

If Bada doesn’t want you to be in the manor anymore, you’re going to have to pack, right? But then where will you go? Can you even go back home? If the contract your parents signed says that you are supposed to be living with Bada, then you really can’t go back home.

Will you just be living on the streets?

You ball your hands into fists at the thought.

You couldn’t go through that. Not now, not ever.

You’d rather die.

Before you can dwell on it any further, Sowoen opens the car door for you before you can do it yourself. You blink at her in bewilderment, but she just gestures for you to get in the car. You still aren’t used to people doing things for you, but you get in the car so you don’t upset her.

The drive to the shopping district isn’t long, but it does feel longer because of the fact that your cheap headphones broke completely. The speakers blew out as soon as you turned your music on, so now that’s another expense to the list. You could only sigh as you try and wrack up how much everything you need will cost in your head.

You just didn’t have the money for any of this. You don’t even know why you’re going to shop when you still need to buy glasses and get a new eye exam. It’s all so, so stupid. But Sowoen suggested it, and you don’t want to make her or Bada mad by not listening to them.

Once you're at the shopping district, Sowoen is quick to open the door for you, and she even offers her hand to help you out of the car. You take it, hand shaking, but you can’t help the confusion that sits on your face.

“This way, Miss,” she says as you walk forward.

You follow her, looking around at the multitude of shops around you. Even in the early afternoon, there are a bunch of people walking around, and you feel Sowoen’s presence close behind you. You look around, squinting to see your surroundings. Through your blurry vision you see clothes shops, electronic stores, even a few food places here and there.

Smelling the food reminds you that you only had an orange this morning, but you decide not to dwell on the subject.

You and Sowoen walk around in silence, you peering at the shop windows once you got close but not ever going in.

That is, until you pass by an art store. Through the window you can see the warm toned lights, the tubes of paint, the fabrics and the sketch pads. You stop by the window, deciding to look upon the items for a bit longer than usual.

You haven’t painted or drawn anything since the day you met Bada, and it’s been making you antsy. You miss it, but all of your supplies are at home.

“Shall we go in, Miss?” Sowoen says, standing by the door. You blink at her –you seem to be doing that a lot today–, a bit embarrassed at being caught. But if Sowoen suggested it, you should probably listen.

You nod, walking in when Sowoen opens the door for you. You walk down the aisles, passing by yarn and crochet hooks, fabrics and needles, even canvases and desks to sit at.

When you get to the paint, you stop, staring at the Beginner’s paint tubes. There’s a lot more options than the five tubes you have at home, which excites you, even for a little bit. You have to bring them up to your eyes to see what colors they have, though, which reminds you of your much needed and lack of glasses.

Bummed that you can’t buy them, you pout and put them back.

“What about these, Miss?” Sowoen speaks up, and you look over at her. She’s over at the Professional grade paints, looking at the tubes quizzically. “The sign says that these ones last longer, and that the colors are better.”

You shake your head, a small, bitter smile on your face. “I don’t have the money for those. I was just browsing, anyways,” you say, and Sowoen blinks at you.

“Did you leave the boss’ card at home?” She asks, and you shake your head. It’s in your purse now, tucked away in your wallet.

“It’s not my money to spend,” you say as you look at a red tube of paint. “I’d feel bad about using Ms. Lee’s money to buy stuff without asking her for permission first.”

Sowoen is confused. It’s your money. Bada gave you that money to spend. She repeats this fact to you.

“The boss gave you that money to use for yourself, Miss,” Sowoen says, not understanding what you find so difficult to understand.

You bite your lip, bringing a tube of yellow paint close to your face to read the label. “I… still, I wouldn’t feel right using it. I don’t want to burden Ms. Lee more than I already have.” You put the tube back in its place, turning to face Sowoen.

Sowoen is really confused, and she feels like she’s doing a bad job at hiding that confusion on her face.

“Do you want me to… ask the boss if you can use your money?” Sowoen says it slowly, hoping that it will allow her to understand the issue you have.

You shake your head quickly. “No! I mean… no, you don’t have to do that. Ms. Lee is busy,” you nervously chuckle, as if you’re telling a joke, “Plus, I don’t think I’m allowed to have these things anyways. You know, it smells and stuff, because of the quality and stuff! And the paint can get everywhere and ruin everyone’s nice things if you aren’t careful and,” you continue to ramble, trying to pull out every excuse you had, all the while Sowoen stares at you like you have two heads.

Sowoen blinks, once, twice, as she tries to understand your reasoning. “You can just… get the higher quality paints…” Sowoen explains to you, tilting her head as she points to the paints she was looking at earlier.

“But then that’s expensive! I don’t want to waste Ms. Lee’s money on things that aren’t important!”

Sowoen is confused –no matter how many times she admits it, it doesn’t stop the confusion at every new sentence you utter–. Aren’t you rich? Why are you so frugal with money? And not in the rich and stingy way, either.

“If you enjoy it, then it’s not a waste of money…” Sowoen argues, trying her hardest to keep her voice level and clear of judgment. Keep it respectful, just like Bada said.

You tilt your head at that, as if Sowoen is talking in a foreign language. No one has ever said that to you before. Whenever you needed something, you had to earn it, and it had to be useful to you –well, your parents–. You funded your art through your own allowance, saving up for months to even buy a good easel, so that you wouldn’t burden your parents by asking for things.

But now that you don’t have an allowance, you struggle to see how you could do or buy anything. You were never allocated more than fifty-five thousand won per week, sometimes even less depending on how bad of a mood your parents were in, and so you had to scrounge by with what little you had. It meant that you had to really want what you bought. It wasn’t a lot of money, but it was your money.

To use Bada’s money just leaves a bad taste in your mouth, especially when it isn’t important to Bada that you’re entertained.

You shake your head, going to move out of the aisle when Sowoen speaks up.

“The boss said that it’s ok for you to use it, like an allowance.” You turn to Sowoen, eyes widening just a bit. It doesn’t go unnoticed by Sowoen. “That money belongs to you, no one else, and the boss will give you a certain amount of money each month for all of your needs.”

Well, Sowoen’s lying.

She doesn’t know why she’s so invested in you buying these paints. She should’ve left it alone when you said no the first time. However, your assumptions about the money Bada gave you are just wrong, and your relationship with money is so familiar to her. And this is the first time she saw you have interest in something. So the lie just slipped out, and then they kept slipping out more and more.

“You shouldn’t refuse the boss’ generosity, Miss,” Sowoen says, not meeting your eyes all the way. “The boss may find that rude…” Sowoen speaks from experience, and doesn’t want you to unnecessarily make the same mistakes she and her friends have made before, but to you it just looks like another threat, another choice you don’t have the right to.

You don’t want to make Bada angry, but you thought maybe being humble would show her that you’re not a threat.

“Oh, ok…” you say, looking away from Sowoen, your heart squeezing in your chest. “If it isn’t rude to Ms. Lee, then I guess I’ll do it…” You pick up a tube of the Beginner’s paint, but Sowoen stops you.

“You said the quality of those weren’t good, Miss. Shouldn’t you get the better ones?”

“I used these all the time at home, so it’s nothing I’m not used to. Plus they’re cheaper,” you try to reassure her.

Sowoen just looks at you, and you put the tubes back as you begin to falter under her blank stare. “But maybe I can get one or two of the good ones, right?”

“Right,” Sowoen nods, watching you as you go towards the Professional grade paints.

This is the first time you’re seeing these types of paints up close. Even in college you only allowed yourself to use the Intermediate level ones when your classes required it, but now you have the opportunity to see the real deal.

But which ones should you get? You need the primaries, plus white and black, but there are so many to choose from that it’s making your head spin. Plus the price, it’s damn near half of your weekly allowance for one small tube of paint.

You can’t help but wince at the price, looking over to Sowoen, who just watches you with the blank stare of hers.

“What colors, uh, what colors do you like? I can’t decide…” You ask tentatively, looking down a bit. Sowoen comes up beside you and immediately chooses a few colors. She must’ve been eyeing them earlier.

You look at her selection as she presents them to you, like a kid showing what she got for Christmas. She picked out two reds, a bright yellow, a green, a purple similar to her hair color, and three blues. You pick up the brighter red, the yellow, and a muted blue from her hand.

“Are you not going to get all of them?” Sowoen asks with a tilt of her head. You shake your head.

“No, this is enough. I don’t want to spend more than…” You feel like Sowoen thinks you’re stupid with the way she stares at you.

“Miss, you have the money for it, and you should have options for things, right?”

“I… I guess, but we still have to buy the canvas and an easel and those can be expensive and–” You cut yourself off as Sowoen puts the paints in your hands. “Ok…” You resign yourself to the fate of spending money that you don’t want to use.

Sowoen makes you follow her as she goes to get a basket, and then proceeds to pick more colors out for you. You have twenty different paints now, more than you’ve ever had in your life, and you’re nervous, but a tiny part of you is excited. You also grab a few canvases, a couple of brushes, paint thinner, and a retractable easel. You close your eyes when the cashier tells you your total, and shakily hand over Bada’s card to her. It is damn near a month and a half worth of your allowance back home, and you just (reluctantly), spent it like it is nothing.

You walk out of the store with Sowoen holding most of your bags–you begged to at least hold the bag of paints–, feeling a little bit giddy.

“Are you sure Ms. Lee won’t mind me having this?” You ask Sowoen for the nth time as you walk towards the car.

“Yes, I’m sure,” Sowoen says, holding the door open for you. She wanted to see if you would go to another store, but with how reluctant you were to buy the art supplies, she just figures that one step at a time is enough.

Not that Sowoen cares, though. She’s just glad that you aren’t isolating yourself in your room. Seeing you do that just brings up bad memories for her, so it’s better that you have something to do. Plus, it is good that she knows you’re not decomposing in your bed doing nothing, so she knows that she’s not failing at her job at watching you. You place your things in the back seat with you, and a small smile threatens to come across your faces.

“Shall we go back to the manor, Miss?” Sowoen asks as she starts the car. Your head snaps up, confusion on your face.

“I thought… Why are we going back to the manor?” You ask, blinking a few times.

“Is there anywhere else you’d like to go, Miss?” Sowoen asks, looking at you in the rearview mirror.

“No…” you say, “But, Ms. Lee said that… that I shouldn’t be in the house. I thought that she didn’t want me to be there…”

Sowoen feels her brows furrow and then straightens her face out. “Why… why would the boss say that?”

She can’t imagine Bada going through all of this effort to move you to the manor only for her to kick you out this early. Especially without getting her money from your parents. You blink at Sowoen, Sowoen blinks at you.

“I don’t know…” you answer, and you sit in silence for the rest of the car ride, thoughts swirling wildly in your head.

You arrive to the manor and follow Sowoen inside, and a maid takes your things to your room. You go to follow her until you stop, turning to Sowoen behind you.

“Um, can I… do you think that… I can go and visit Ms. Lee for a bit?” You ask, playing with the sleeves of your sweater, picking at the threads. Sowoen blinks at you, not expecting you to ever ask that question in your life.

“If she’s not busy, then sure,” Sowoen says, trying to keep her voice level.

You nod, turning on your heel and walking towards Bada’s office, hesitance in your steps. You stop in front of the door, raising your hand to go and knock, but you get too nervous and put your hand down. You repeat the motion two more times before wiping your slightly sweaty hands on your skirt, looking at Sowoen, who is staring at you.

“I’m nervous,” you whisper, stepping back from the door.

“Don’t be,” Sowoen whispers back. “The worst thing the boss could say is that she’s busy.” Well, that’s not entirely true. There are a lot of things Sowoen can imagine her saying that are worse than that, but she wouldn’t tell you that when you’ve gathered the courage to come here.

You lift your hand up once more, going to knock on the door until it opens, revealing Lusher and Tatter on the other side, about to leave the office. You quickly step to the side, bowing slightly, missing the incredulous look they give to Sowoen, and the confused shrug Sowoen gives back. They say nothing as they leave the office, giving you a slight bow back before they round the corner.

You’re embarrassed about being caught at the door, and you are about to scurry back into your room when you hear Bada’s voice from inside the office, sitting at her desk.

“What do you need?” She asks, and you faintly hear the scribble of her pen as she writes on the papers in front of her. You look back at Sowoen, who gestures for you to go inside.

“May… may I enter?” You ask, not moving across the threshold. Bada just nods, and you take a step forward, hands clasped in front of you. The door closes afterwards, and you start to miss Sowoen shadowing behind you. You speak after a beat, “Um, I just wanted to thank you, for, um, allowing me to come back to the manor.” Bada’s hand stops writing momentarily, but she soon continues before you can even notice it. “I know you wanted me to stay outside, but I had bought some things earlier, and Sowoen suggested coming back, so I assumed it was ok for me to be back here,” you ramble, not looking at Bada. “And about the buying-things-with-your-money thing, I really apologize for that, I should’ve asked for permission, I know I should have. So please, if there’s any way for me to pay you back or earn–” Bada looks up at you for a few seconds, silencing you.

“You can buy whatever you want,” Bada says and continues to write on her paper. You stay silent for a second, information turning in your brain.

“Um, yes, but with the card, it’s–”

“You can buy whatever you want. Must you make me repeat myself so often?” Ah, now she is annoyed, and you really should shut up.

Don’t complain, serve, and obey.

You close your mouth, stopping the protest you had on the tip of your tongue.

“No, I apologize,” you say, bowing slightly. You sit there, waiting for her to say you can go.

“You are dismissed,” Bada says after a second or two more. You turn to walk away, and Bada’s voice stops you, “Did you like what you got for yourself?” You turn back to her, thinking about how you have more paint than you’ve ever had before, how the canvases you got aren’t cheap and easily breakable, how the easel you have is brand new and not wobbly. You want to smile.

“Yes,” you answer with a nod.

Bada looks up at you once again before looking back down.

“Good. You may go.”

You exit the office then, chest still not filled with relief, but a little less hesitant about the things ahead of you.

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edamboon · 8 months

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HOW CAN SHE BE SO PRETTY,CUTE AND FINE ALL AT ONCE BRO?!??!!😭😭😭

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lizsos · 1 month

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Netflix Night

Summary : after a long exhausting day the only thing that you want to do is to cuddle with Bada

(G!p )

Genre : fluff

(Short)

After a long exhausting day at the dance studio you Bada went to your guys shared apartment. " hey bada? I'm gonna go take shower . " " okay but do you want anything specific to eat " she said looking at her phone " I'm not really hungry I'm kinda tired " you said sighing loudly.

Bada went to hug you she kissed your cheek and giggled " well how about after you finish showering , we can go to bed and cuddle while watching a movie ?" " thats sound great Bada" Bada leaned in to kiss " you know that I love you right" she said while kissing you , you smiled into the kiss " I know but I have to go shower now " you pulled from the kiss while still smiling . So you went quckily to your room to took your clothes and went to shower. After you finished showering you opened the door only to find Bada already in bed .

You smiled sometimes you think to yourself ' how did I get so lucky to have someone like her love me ' and you both know that you guys think the same, and even in the dance studio It didn't need a genius to know you both are head over heels for each other .

You joined Bada in bed and leaned on her . " did you choose the movie already ?" You asked " no I was waiting for you but one caught my eye " Bada was scrolling down Netflix seeing movies and series . " then let's watch the one you want" you said smiling " " you sure you don't want to choose ? You know I don't mind " " no its okay don't even have a movie in mind so let's just watch the one you want " you smiled . bada smiled with you then kissed you . Bada clicked the movie then you guys started watching .

After a while you were staring at the ceiling you and bada didn't like the movie but just continued to watch it without paying attention " Babe?" You turn your head staring at Bada's sleeping form . "Hm?" She mumbles "are you awake?" " kinda... whats up ? ".

" if a giraffe and a cat had a baby . Would the baby be tall like the giraffe or short like the cat ?" Bada's eye's fluttred open , her eyes searching for your face , when she looked at you a soft smiled plasterd across her face " if we had a baby would she have your beauty and brains and my height or your understanding and loving nature and my patience? "

your face flushed as you started at her . " i-i d-dont-" Bada pulled your face into her chest and moved your hair from your face . " I'd take an exact copy of you but thats a conversation for another time , now sleep Love "

#swf2 #bada lee #bada imagine #bada lee x reader #bada lee x y/n #swf2 x reader #street woman fighter 2 #team bebe #bebe #street woman fighter x reader

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ribbonswrld · 6 months

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Bada different ways of showing love: like her different love languages and what she does 👀

I GOTCHUU I LOVE THIS

how bada shows love/bada's love languages!

cw: tooth rotting fluff, barely proofread, english is not my native language, enjoy <3

physical touch ;;

BACK 👏 HUGS 👏 ALWAYS 👏 !! literally cannot help herself. she gravitates towards you and always somehow finds herself leaning against you and holding you close from behind TT

and i think she absolutely will just always kiss you everywhere all the time. like i said she just always gravitates towards you and cant help pressing a chaste kiss wherever she can; the top of your head, your cheek, your nose, the crook of your neck, the corner of your lips...

holding your hand!! always!! and she definitely is the type to take your hand in hers and then stuff them in her pocket. she absolutely softly caresses your hand with her thumb as u guys r holding them :((

no matter your height, bada loves loves LOVES to pick you up and sway you in her arms!! and she melts if you are the one to jump in her arms and cling to her like a baby koala <33

she also will just. absolutely pull you on her lap. no matter the situation like. that is YOUR seat. sure sitting next to her and being able to lean on eachother is great but she really loves having you sit there and being able to hold you firmly!!

i think also like in the context of sitting on her lap for example she loves mindlessly rubbing your belly, your hips, your sides confortingly... she just loves everything about you and wants to touch you constantly </3

words of affirmation ;;

bada's second love language would absolutely be words of affirmation like. she just is so endeared by everything you do and you HAVE to know just how much she thinks you're adorable and pretty and amazing!!!

she passes out praise like free candy on halloween, for every little thing!!

basically always puts a "my" before every petname bc!! you're hers!!

even if you had a rough day and barely did anything she will still continue to praise you and comfort you.

"you did well, it's okay my baby. i know today was hard but i'm so proud of you."

will always remind you of how much she loves you every single day <3

acts of service

i think she absolutely loves to take care of you!!

for example, she likes taking a bath or shower with you and just wash your hair for you with soft touches and kisses... and then insists on helping you with skincare & blow drying your hair...

also gives KILLER massages like.!! girlie is a dancer, she knows muscle pain & knows how to relieve certain aches.

she loves to cook for you <3

also is always down to help you with whatever you work on!! shes passionate about what YOU'RE passionate about!! :((

quality time ;;

i think bada is absolutely the type to have a whole list of date ideas like. you WILL have atleast one date per week.

but tbf for her it doesnt really matter what you're doing as long as you are spending time together aw

she really really REALLY loves indulging you and your interests so if you want to go somewhere specific you WILL go together and she WILL spoil you and listen to your happy rambles.

however she also MELTS when you do the same for her like... she wants to go see this dance troupe? okay you'll come with her because you know that'll make her happy!! and she loves you for it. she loves how you both take interest in eachother's interests lol

i think shes also the type to be like "i miss my wife... it's been 4 years since she went at war..." and then you "babe we saw eachother an hour ago" and then she "one hour TOO LONG :("

i just made myself melt

anyway yeah shes definitely clingy and will miss u always hence why she loves spending time with you <3

gifts ;;

good heavens this woman LOVES to spoil you!!

every now and then she'll check her notes app to go thru things you've mentioned wanting/liking (yes i think she absolutely writes down anything she thinks you might want to have) and will go hm! i will buy her this today!

and if you're someone who isnt used to getting gifts like that and gets nervous about it moneywise i think she'll indulge you EVEN MORE!! but will also respect your boundaries to make you comfy so like if you don't feel comfortable with her giving you extra expensive stuff often? no problem she'll hold herself back and be smart about her purchases for you. although money is not an issue for her, she respects your financial ideals and boundaries <3

this made me so happy to write thank u nonnie for this adorable request <3!! i hope u enjoy!! and also bada definitely loves when YOU are the one to show your love the way she does <3 its all mutual!!

#bada lee #bada lee x reader #fem reader #sapphic #wlw #bada x reader #bebe x reader #lesbian #ribo answers!!#ribo writes!!#fluff #swf2 x reader #street woman fighter x reader #street woman fighter 2 #team bebe #team bebe x reader #bada lee fanfic #bada lee imagine

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phoxey · 2 months

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French toast

Bada Lee x fem!reader

CW: none :3 this is pure fluff

AN: sorry for the long absence, and sorry that this is so short, but i promised a comeback, I am still struggling to write, but it's better than nothing.

I love writing, but like in any relationships there are ups and downs. and in such down phases love is hard work. But it's worth it in the end.

Valentines Day was approaching, and this would be the first time, that you wouldn’t spend the day with Bada. You two have been a couple for a few years now and she would always make Valentines Day special. This year Bada happened to be in a dance workshop on the other side of the world for a few weeks, missing Valentines Day. You tried to talk to her every day, but time zones were against you. When she was going to bed, you were waking up, and when you were going to bed, she was waking up. You only had a small timeframe for talking, and her schedule was tight. She thought you wouldn’t notice, but she woke up earlier and stayed up late just to talk to you. You wanted to scold her for it, but on the other hand you were also grateful for every minute you got with her.

You woke up to several messages from Bada, which she sent, when she knew it was midnight in Korea. It was some silly memes, asking you out to be her valentine, but with them came a long voice message.

“Good morning, beautiful. I hope you had the most wonderful sleep and the sweetest dreams. Maybe you even dreamt of us? I know, I always do. Especially when we are apart like this. I dream of holding you in my arms, your head on my chest, while we watch our favorite shows. It’s cheesy, I know. I really can’t wait for this moment to come. I will probably be at work when you listen to this. And everything I am about to say, I could have also written in a letter, but I wanted to say those things directly, so you can hear the sincerity in my voice. I want to tell you, how I feel. I am so very madly in love with you, it drives me crazy to not be with you for every minute of the day. Every day my love for you grows. How that is possible? I don’t know. Every day I seem to invent a new kind of infinity. I have been looking at your pictures a lot more these past few days, and since day one your beauty keeps striking me over and over again. I know you still can’t see what I see, but I swear to me you are the most beautiful woman on earth. I wish I could kiss every spot you are insecure about and make that feeling go away. I love all of you. You are truly beautiful inside and out. You are just perfect for me. To have such a kind, hardworking and understanding woman in my life, and to be able to call you mine, is truly the greatest blessing I have ever received. I love you.”

From the first word on, tears shot into your eyes. You were too overwhelmed to form a coherent thought. Just as you were trying to formulate a good answer, the doorbell rang. Confused, you walked to the apartment door and opened it. A giant bouquet of your favorite flowers stood in a vase on the ground. It was arranged in the form of a heart. You had to chuckle, this was so cheesy, but that was what you loved about your girlfriend. She always did and say cheesy things, but somehow it was never cringe.

“I see I am arriving in time.”, a familiar voice said.

You looked to the side and saw Lusher and Tatter walking up to your door, both of the carrying a suspicious number of bags.

“Good morning!”, you smiled. “What are you two doing here?”

Lusher and Tatter were grinning at each other for a moment. “We are playing Cupid.”, Tatter answered.

Inside, you put the bouquet on the dining table, as the girls sat down in the living room. You joined them after a moment, bringing them coffee.

You eyed the bags; your heart was racing.

“So!”, Lusher began, and Tatter got her phone out, to begin filming. “Your special someone instructed us to give you your Valentines Day presents. She is very sorry that she can’t be with you right now, but she still wants to make sure you are being spoiled on this special day. Like you deserve.”

You opened the first bag, inside was a shoebox. You recognized immediately what kind of shoes they were. The Nike Jordan 1s you had been wanting for a while now. You took them out to look at them. Suddenly something fell out of them. It was a polaroid photo. It was a mirror selfie of Bada pointing at her feet. She was wearing the same shoes.

The second bag was bigger but softer. Slowly you pulled out, what was inside. It was two pieces of clothing. Firstly, it was one of Badas pants, you always stole, when she made the mistake of wearing them to your apartment. The second item was one of her oversized hoodies. It even smelled like her parfum.

Speaking of it, the last bag was a little smaller. Inside were two things. One you recognized as your favorite parfum, which Bada also loved on you. Whenever you wore it, she stayed at your side, not leaving you for longer than one minute. But there was also a second parfum bottle. You sprayed it on your wrist and immediately the smell of Bada filled your nose. It was her parfum. Smelling it almost made you tear up. You missed her so much. Maybe spraying this onto her hoodie and your pillow would ease the pain of her not being with you finally.

With each present your smile got bigger and your giggles more frequent. Tatter smiled just as wide as she filmed your reaction.

“Do you like it?”

You spun around and there she was. Her tall frame leaning against the wall with her shoulder. Hands in her pockets. She wore her finest dress shirt and tie. She looked so beautiful. Tears welled up in your eyes as you ran into her arms.

“Happy Valentines Day, baby.”, she whispered and kissed on top of your head, as you buried your face in her neck, sobbing.

“I thought you couldn’t come for another week.”, you muttered against the skin of her neck, placing delicate kisses onto her pulse.

“I wanted to surprise you. Did you really think I can spend Valentines Day without my forever Valentine?”

Bada mouthed a thank you to the two other girls, who just winked at her and left the apartment, grinning.

“We have so much to talk about! I have so much tea for you! And you have to tell me all about your trip and your workshop!”, you said excitedly.

Bada smiled fondly at you and laced your fingers. Tenderly, she pressed her lips to your knuckles.

“Sounds good. How about we talk, while I make some French toast?”

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taruusmoon · 5 months

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UHMMM OKAY BADA LEE? 🤨🤨🧐

cr: badaleesloverr (TikTok)

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badaleesbish · 1 month

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Let's Fuck.... I Mean Sleep | Bada Lee x Reader

°SUMMARY:

𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔.

°CW:

𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆, 𝙼𝙳𝙽𝙸, 𝙶!𝙿 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚊𝚜 "𝙳𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚢" (𝙸'𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 😊), 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚐𝚜, 𝚍𝚛𝚢 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝙳𝙸𝙳 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙾𝙵 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳‼️ 𝚂𝙾𝚁𝚁𝚈 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙴𝚂‼️

"Thank you all for coming! Remember practice, I'll be expecting you to know the choreography for the filming next week! Understand?"

The dance studio filled with scattered "Yes." "Yes, Seonsaengnim." from Bada's students. Watching Bada teach her students just the overall way Bada treats her students made your heart feel so warm. She is so patient with them and takes the time to help them individually. She will stay after class to answer any questions, big or small, she will be there. Dance is really her passion. She will cherish it her the rest of her life.

"Alright, you may go. See you all next week!"

Some of the students began to gather their belongings while others gathered around Bada to ask questions or to simply be in her presence for a moment longer. You check the time as it begins to get late, you didn't mind Bada staying after class with her students but it was getting late almost midnight and you were tired from dance class.

As time went on, your eyes grew heavier as the hands of the clock ticked. You let on a silent yawn as you sat on the couch in the corner of the dance studio. Bada noticed, looking at the time it was almost midnight so she decided to cut this little meet and greet short as she was growing tired as well.

"Okay, I have to go now and I think it's time for you guys to go as well. Don't worry your parents to be worry, right?"

"Unnie, just a little longer, please?"

"Yeah, Unnie."

"Please."

As much as Bada wanted to stay, it was late and she kinda felt bad about leaving you there waiting for her.

"No, no. Grab your things, kiddos. I have to lock up, let's go."

"Yes, Unnie."

Without much of a fight, the students grabbed their belongings and headed to the door. Before her students left, Bada, of course made sure all her students had a ride waiting for them. She didn't leave until each student was gone safely. Bada grabbed her bag as well as yours, reaching out for your hand as the two of you walked out of the dance studio.

"Finally home, I don't want to shower. Just want to lay here. Come baby, lay with me."

"Bada, you're all sweaty. I just washed the covers."

"It's okay, I'll wash them again. Now, come here."

"BADA!"

You yelp out Bada's name as she pulled you over on top of her so you're straddling her hips. You placed kisses upon her lips as Bada smiled against your lips, her hands circled around your lower back, she dragged her fingers along your skin.

"You looked good out there tonight. So sexy."

"Well, what can I say? I learned from the best, Miss Bada Lee."

"Oh, stop it. I'm not that good."

"You are fantastic, Miss Lee."

"Well thank you, princess, so are you."

You planted another kiss on Bada's lips before removing yourself from her body, causing her whine and pout. You laughed at your cute girlfriend as you began to change into your pajamas, deciding to just shower in the morning since it was so late. Honestly, you didn't even want to stand anymore. Your body was so tired and sore from dancing all day long.

As you were changing, cold hands slowly creeped across your waist and a pair of lips lazily dragged across your neck. You gasped at the feeling of Bada's bulge against your ass. You leaned into Bada's chest as her tongue left her lips, gliding across your skin as she kissed and sucked along your neck leaving her marks as if you were her property.

"Baby, we should go to bed. We both have lots to do tomorrow."

"Uh hum."

"You have filming and a photo shoot tomorrow. You also have a class later that night."

"Uh hum."

"And I have to go to class and teach a dance class as well."

"Uh hum."

Bada ignored your words, pulling the change of clothes from your hands as she guides you towards your shared bed. Bada sat on the bed, resting her hands on your waist as she looked up at you as you stood between her legs, running your fingers through her Oreo colored bangs. You got the hint without Bada utter a single word. Even though the both of you were tired out of your minds, the sense of arousal took over your bodies.

Bada tugged at the fabric of your sweats, pulling them down your legs as she kissed along your thighs. Bada pulled you down onto her lap so you were straddling her once again, her hands placed on your hips as she shifted her position so you could feel how hard she was.

You gasp at the hardness pressing against you as you began to roll your hips against Bada. The friction between Bada, her sweat and your underwear was almost euphoric, unreal even. Bada's grip on your hips tightened as she felt your wetness through her sweats, pushing you down more against her. Her lips pressed against your ear, whispering sinful words.

"Ride Daddy, just like that. Such a good girl."

"Oh, baby..."

Position changes as Bada lays back onto the bed, placing her arms behind her head as she watches you grind against her.

"Look at that pretty fucking face. So fuck out, baby."

You leaned down against Bada's body, pressing your lips against hers. Bada's hips bucked against yours, hands leaving their pervious position to grip onto your waist as she began grinding into you.

"Bada..."

"I know, baby."

Eyes squeeze shut.

Hands gripping the sheets beneath your girlfriend's body.

Face buried into Bada's neck.

Biting at the skin of Bada's neck as the two of you approach the brink of pure ecstasy.

Legs began to shake as Bada continued to grind against you as your hips jolted against her.

"Oh God..."

"That's it, pretty girl. Cum for me."

You slowly came down from your high, your body relaxed against Bada's as your eyes flutter shut. Light kissing your lips, Bada stroked your back as sleep fell over the both of you. Not caring for the position, Bada's eyes slowly closed. Her lips utter the words...

"I love you, my love."

#bada lee #bada lee smut #bada lee imagine #bada lee x reader #bada x reader #team bebe #street woman fighter x reader #street woman fighter 2 #swf2

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badasgirlfriend · 7 months

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hey! hope you’re having a good day, could I request bada x reader, they’re both competing in swf2 but it’s a secret relationship? thanks!

Loving In Secret | Bada Lee Imagine

pairings: bada lee x fem! reader

a/n: SORRY for making mina evil, just bc i made her like that in this imagine doesn't mean she's evil irl. Also Y/N dances Badas choreo when she battles against Mina

Y/N was holding Bada's hand as they were watching their teams group evaluation. Bada had told her she had nothing to worry about but she still cared, despite trying to put up a tough front.

"I told you not to worry," Bada reassured. "There's nothing to be scared of."

"Yeah, I know." Y/N smiled back nervously, squeezing Bada's hand. "I'm just a bit worried about what they'll say about the girls."

Y/N and Bada have been dating for three years, a secret known only to their team. The team frequently teased the pair, even referring to them as their parents.

While Y/N and Bada wouldn't admit it to anyone, they were secretly terrified of the reactions they would receive if they made their relationship public. The team was their safe space, but the outside world was full of judgements and potential consequences. Despite their love, they weren't sure if it was a risk they could take.

Y/N was now more energized and focused as the video playing of the other teams talking about them began. "Who's the most successful there? Bada and Y/N" Y/N rolled her eyes when she saw Mina talking

"Bada is taking over the choreography world," Lia Kim said making Y/N squeeze Bada's hand, her smile growing wider.

"Why don't we get closer" Bada suggested, now that the girls were offering up their harsh criticism. Y/N and her members followed along, stopping near her.

"Bada and Y/N are more popular than their own talent"

"Y/N is just a pretty face nothing more. When you see her dance you don't get excited"

"When you look at her students they just look like Bada's copycats." a member of Mannequin said

Y/N let out a chuckle, she was starting to become really frustrated, everything they said wasn't true. They felt threatened by her members since they are young and talented, of course they're up for criticism but not this harsh

Then Mina showed up once more and Y/N knew that she was gonna talk about her again. "Y/N may profess to be a dancer, but in reality, she's just a little poser, someone who tries too hard to be cool and trendy without having the true skills or experience to back it up. Honestly if it wasn't for her pretty face and-" Mina paused, holding her fingers up and gently brushing them together, indicating money in a gesture. "No agency would accept her. She's BEBEs downfall,"

Y/N knew that she and Mina had a history of disagreements. Although Mina had started it, that didn't mean she had to downgrade and not credit the girl about her hard work over the years. While it was true that her family was wealthy, it didn't mean that her success came simply from her privileged background. She had put in the time and effort to make her dreams a reality.

Y/N disliked Mina for sure, but she would never speak of her in such a condescending and harsh manner. The words Mina used went beyond criticism

Before she could say anything, Bada beat her to it. The tall girl let out a chilly laugh, her sharp gaze drawing everyone's attention. Y/N looked at her girlfriend, her tongue pressed against her cheek as she stared at the TV. Her arms were resting on her head and her expression was bland and emotionless.

"I didn't like that." Bada said, her tone cold, she returned to her seat, her body language stiff and her eyes filled with cold fury. Y/N was well aware of her mood, knowing that her girlfriend was extremely angry. She could feel the tension build in the air, and she was certain that Bada was not about to forgive and forget the matter. If anything, it seemed like she was about to unleash a storm.

"Calm down, you know what she said wasn't true, it was just meant to get under your skin." The younger girl, Cheche, said to the couple as they sat down.

Bada could not calm down. Not when someone spoke to Y/N in that way. She didn't mind if people said whatever they wanted to her, it didn't bother her at all. But when they talked about Y/N, that's when her temper flared. She was protective of her girlfriend and would always stand up for her against any kind of disrespect or unfair treatment. Y/N was her main priority, and it didn't matter what anyone else thought. Bada was not about to let anyone step on her or Y/N in any way, shape or form. As for Mina Young she her team will have it coming

A large text appeared on the screen, stating "NO RESPECT." It stayed there for a few seconds, drawing the attention of the whole room. Y/N's eyes widened as she saw that she had received five NO RESPECTs, and she couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

"Cute" Y/N said showing her her girlfriend the stickers she got, Bada looked at her and smiled, hugging her sideways.

After Tsubakill, Mannequin and Wolf'lo's evaluation video was over, it was now Deep n Daps' turn. Y/N and Bada both sat up straight, eagerly awaiting for them. The tension was thick in the air, and everyones eyes were on the duo

Yells could be heard coming from the green team as they entered the large studio, their voices echoing off the walls. Mina felt someone's eyes on her while they were walking downstairs. She looked over at the BEBE team and was startled to see the hostile glare from Y/N and Bada. The tension was thick, and Mina felt her heart rate quicken as she felt a chill run down her spine.

She gulped and broke eye contact, making Y/N scoff and shake her head. But Bada was still glaring at Mina until her team sat down, and the evaluation for Deep n Daps finally began.

After every team was done, the staff informed the girls that they could now go change for their upcoming No Respect battle.

Y/N entered the changing room, she wore her white low rise sweatpants, which made her figure pop. A baby blue scoop back bra emphasized her features and added a touch of style. She grabbed her Bebe jersey with her name on the back, but Bada grabbed her making her flinch.

"You scared me"

"You get scared easily baby" "Bada chuckled and said,

Y/N playfully rolled her eyes and pouted her lips. Bada gave her signature smile and kissed her softly, drawing her close as she caressed her cheek.

"Here," Bada offered, passing her jersey over "Wear mine and I'll wear yours" Y/N sighed, about to say no, when Bada interrupted. "No one will mistake us for a couple. Best friends exchange clothes all the time," Bada explained, her words making perfect sense.

"But it's not just any jersey, Bada. It has your name on it," Y/N protested.

Bada groaned, her forehead meeting Y/N's. "Come on," she pleaded.

"Bada-"

Bada cut her off, kissing her tenderly. Y/N melted into the kiss, giving in to the moment. Their eyes were closed, their minds focused solely on the feeling of their mouths meeting.

Their kiss was stopped, as they were interrupted by a sudden knock at the door. 'Keep it PG, bitches,' Tatter's voice rang out, followed by the light laughter of the other girls.

"Here," Y/N gave her jersey to Bada "We need to get going if we don't want to be late," she adds.

She then promptly pulls the jersey over her head, her shoulders slipping into the fabric, the the jersey falling down past her hips and to her thighs.

˚₊‧꒰ა❤︎໒꒱ ‧₊

"LETS GO BADA LEE!" Y/N cheered, full of energy as it is her girlfriend's turn to dance. Redy picking Bada as her no respect dancer was a big mistake, but nonetheless Y/N loved the confidence

Y/N laughed as Bada came really close to Redy, mocking her for her height, she didn't even look at her she just looked above her head. She was really glad she was tall, almost as Bada, so her girlfriend couldn't tease Y/N about her height

Y/N's eyes remained fixed on Bada's body, her gaze never wavering from the dancer. She saw Bada dance a hundred times and it still left her speechless "SEXY!," Y/N exclaimed, she shook Tatters's shoulder, trying to contain her excitement.

As Bada's dance ended, everyone were on the edge of their seats, waiting eagerly to see which card the judges would display. The BEBE team erupted with joy and excitement, jumping up and down as all three judges turned over BEBE's card. Y/N quickly embraced Bada, her arms tightly wrapped around her girlfriend

After an hour of everyone battling each other, Y/N went up against Redlic and Mimi, she won both battles securing more wins for BEBE

"Y/N of BEBE, please pick your No Respect Dancer" the host Kang Daniel called out her name making her smirk as her eyes immediately met with Minas

As Y/N stood up, her friends cheered loudly for her and began patting her shoulder

"The dancer I don't respect is Mina Myoung from Deep N Dap," Y/N immediately stated, not wasting any time to think about the decision.

A collective "Ooh" could be heard as Mina slowly rose to her feet. She wouldn't admit it but she was anxious about this battle, already knowing she will loose

As Mina stood in front of Y/N, she brought the microphone to her lips. "You talk too much, Mina," she stated confidently, turning over the mic to Tatter. Bada cheered loudly in support of her girlfriend. Even those from other teams, who had developed a growing dislike towards the Deep N Dap leader, joined in the celebration.

"Truth hurts Y/N," Mina's voice cracked, a subtle but clear sign of her anger. "This battle will prove what I said," she continued, her words filled with determination and confidence.

Y/N chuckled as she witnessed Mina's annoyance. She then offered a mocking curtsy in anticipation of the upcoming battle.

"Y/N of BEBE will attack first, then Mina of Deep N Dap. Are you guys ready?" Kang Daniel announced, building suspense for the upcoming battle.

While waiting for her song to begin, Y/N began a small warmup, stretching and testing her body's agility, Bada playfully smacked her ass, which earned her a playful glare from Y/N.

As the song "Money" by Cardi B began to play, Y/N took her position, her smirk becoming even more prominent. With that, she began moving, making gestures that were reminiscent of handling money. Mina noticed this and scoffed in disbelief, knowing that Y/N had chosen this song because of what she said about her buying her career.

She was mocking her and everyone seemed to pick up because they started laughing and cheering which only pushed Mina to the edge

Y/N approached with a confident step, and as she came closer, she bit the end of the jersey and lifted it, exposing her stomach. She then gave Mina a disgusted look and went back to her spot

"FUCK YEAH!" Bada screeched, throwing the banner into the air with enthusiasm and excitement, unable to sit still for a single second as she watched Y/N's performance, her attitude and her movements driving her crazy. Every moment of her dance was filled with passion, energy and style, completely owning the stage and commanding everyone's attention. Her girlfriend, Bada, was just one of many witnesses who were blown away by her performance.

The song ended, and Y/N, after blowing a kiss at Mina, turned away, clearly satisfied with her dance.

"SWITCH!" Daniel said and the song changed Mina got into her position, ready to give it her all in hopes of matching the incredible performance that Y/N had just put on.

Mina began to dance, crawling and rolling along the floor, and Y/N was not surprised. This seemed to be the only move that Mina knew how to do. As Y/N turned to her friends, she couldn't help but laugh, but when she saw that they were not laughing, but instead looking panicked, she grew confused.

"MOVE," they all shouted, but it was too late. Mina's feet hit Y/N straight in the nose, making her yelp in surprise and pain. She stumbled back, clutching her nose as she tried to control the flood of emotions coursing through her.

Mina got up immediately and made her way over to Y/N. She didn't mean to hurt her, that hadn't been her intention. She was only trying to do a move with a handstand that she'd managed to execute a few weeks ago, but something went wrong and it didn't go as she'd planned. Her concern for Y/N outweighed all other fears, "Are you alright?" She was genuinely concerned, having never wanted to cause the girl any harm, especially while they were both competing. "Im so sorry I didn't mean to hurt you Im really-"

Mina didn't get a chance to finish her sentence as Bada and the other members pushed her away. Bada almost lost her shit when she spotted the blood pouring from Y/N's nose. She grabbed her head and moved her hand, wincing at the sight of the girl's bloody nose.

"It hurts," Y/N said through clenched teeth, a few tears escaping despite her best efforts, the pain was becoming too much for her to control. Her competitors gathered around, a look of concern on their faces as they watched her struggle.

"Is she alright?"

"What happened?"

"That kick was nasty, her nose is probably broken"

Even the judges stood up, trying to see if she was alright.

"Paramedics are on the way Bada you go with her," Kang Daniel told the tall girl and she nodded, her hands still shaking. She grabbed Y/N's arms, but the girl refused to move.

"No, I need to see who won," Y/N said with determination, and Bada looked at her dumbfounded.

The judges were left shocked and speechless, yet they decided to continue with the show.

"So we're just gonna ignore what happened at the end and focus on the rest?" Monika stated, and the other two nodded in agreement. Y/N stared at the judges, feeling anxious yet hopeful for the win. When she saw the blue cards raised, she immediately threw herself into Bada's arms, holding her tightly in a hug.

Mina clapped, her eyes clouded with tears. She turned to Y/N and gave a deep bow. "You deserved that, and I'm really sorry I didn't mean to hurt you."

Y/N offered Mina a small smile and said, "Good work." She knew that Mina hadn't intended to kick her, but that wouldn't change the fact that she had said unpleasant things about her earlier and she wasn't going to forgive her

Bada still glared at the leader, grabbing Y/N's hands and moving backstage where the paramedics were already in place. The two of them sat down on chairs, as the paramedics worked on checking Y/N's nose. Bada was still holding Y/N's hand tightly

"You're gonna break my hand," Y/N managed to say, cracking a smile

"Shut up, you don't know how worried I am," Bada muttered.

"At least I won," Y/N teased the older girl, drawing a groan from her.

"Y/N, it's not the time to joke, you're hurt," Bada chided her girlfriend, now in a more caring tone.

"Good news," the paramedic told them. "It's not broken, but I'll be placing some cottons just in case she bleeds again, which is normal after a hard kick."

"Thank you," Y/N and Bada thanked the paramedic as he exited the room. As Y/N leaned on Bada's shoulder, she cursed when she accidentally hit her nose.

"Yah, do you want to bleed again?" Bada scolded her.

"Sorry," Y/N laughed. "I was too excited to hug you." She placed her hands on her waist, still smiling despite the pain.

"Idiot," Bada chuckled, placing a kiss on top of her head. They stayed like that for a few minutes until Y/N spoke breaking the silence

"Baby?"

"Yeah?" Bada looked at her girlfriend who was already looking at her

"Would you still love me if I was a member of Deep n' DAP?" Y/N smirked as Bada's smile faltered. Y/N knew that Bada absolutely hated the rival team, and she was having fun teasing her because of it.

Bada let out a frustrated sigh as she heard her lover's words "No"

"Hey," Y/N smacked Bada's shoulder lightly, causing her to laugh in response.

"I was kidding, of course I would," Bada said with a hint of playfulness. "I'd make you change teams."

"Hm, that wouldn't be hard, you're very convincing," Y/N agreed

Bada pecked Y/N's lips, being careful to not hit her nose. "You did really good today," she told her, "I'm proud of you. I love you."

"I love you more," Y/N replied, blushing, and she leaned her head on Bada's shoulder. She felt safe and comforted with Bada, she was one of the only people who could bring out this side of her, and Y/n loved it.

#bada lee #bada lee x oc #bada lee x yn #bada lee imagine #bada lee edit #bada lee x reader #bada lee fanfic #swf 2 #street woman fighter x reader #bebe team #team bebe #bada lee x y/n #wlw #gxg #sapphics

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“BeBe’s Bodyguard”

Team Bebe x Reader

Warnings: mentions of blood, mentions of a knife, mentions of a stabbing, cute ending tho, language, lowercase intended (you already know)

Summary: you’re bebe’s bodyguard. what could possibly go wrong?

“sowon and chaeyoung can you two please stop running off?” you ask. it’s not really a question but you’re trying. they’ve been disappearing for the past twenty minutes.

“oops sorry y/n-nim!” sowon says bowing.

you’ve been their bodyguard for a long time. you automatically became close because you’re the only female bodyguard they have. they trusted you immensely.

“just stay in the area. i don’t want anything happening to you.” you say standing behind them as they looked for things.

moments later, the others walked up with the other three bodyguards on duty.

“y/n!!” bada says excitedly. she pulls you into her and steps back. “look at what i bought.”

“i will when we get in the car bada.” you say pushing her items back into her bag. “head count i only see six.”

“i’m behind you!” you hear tatter’s sweet voice say.

“all of you are gonna be on punishment.” you mumble making sure they’re all good before walking towards the mall exit.

you take your place up front next to bada. sad to say, she is the more popular one of the seven, so fans tend to rush after her. they rush all the girls, don’t get me wrong, but recently they’ve been rushing bada a lot more due to her girl crush concept blowing up. so bada now has two guards on her whole the other two guards stand in the middle and at the end of the line.

“y/n,” bada says looking up, “i bought you something too!” she says excitedly.

“that’s sweet bada.” you say pushing her hands back down gently. “show me in the car.” you say again.

you can see a crowd when you get to the door, some people are next to the van. “alright girls, hold onto the person in front of you. don’t step out of line.”

“aye aye captain!”

“lusher..” you groan before grabbing onto bada as your coworker opens the door for you.

“bada! bada you’re so cool!”

“oh my gosh bada unnie you’re so pretty!”

“minah i love you!

“tatter your hair looks so good!”

“lusher unnie we missed you!”

the comments come fast as you hold onto bada’s waist and gently push through the crowd.

you get about three feet from the van when you see them. some fan, maybe a fake fan, comes running right towards bada. since her head is down, bada doesn’t see it. she just feels your grip tighten and being pulled to the other side.

you grab the fan quickly, safely dropping her to the ground. the fan tries to get out of your hold and you feel something scratch at your arm. you ignore it trying to calm her down.

the other guards get the girls in the car, shutting the door before helping you with the person you have pinned.

“y/n you’re bleeding.” one says.

you look at your arm then down at the girl's hand, noticing the knife she has. “oh what the fuck.” you say.

she’s quickly disarmed and you walk to the van getting in with the girls and huffing.

“what’s wrong y/n?” kyma asks.

“she cut me. i can’t see it. is this bad?” you turn your arm towards the girls and they gasp.

“y/n that’s a lot of blood!” lusher exclaims grabbing tissues. “you might need stitches that’s really deep.”

after the situation is over and everyone’s in the van, the girls are quickly brought back to their respective homes and you’re taken to a nearby hospital. doctors told you to take it easy for a few days so you did. you spent a week in your little apartment recovering. of course the girls sent you plenty of messages saying how they missed you. (especially bada. she sent messages back to back like she was bangchan on bubble- but let’s not get into that.)

you were excited to be back at work. you missed the girls and their antics. they didn’t know when you were coming back and they definitely didn’t think it would be today.

it was tuesday, so team bebe were at the studio practicing. you quietly open the door and peak your head in.

“lusher you’re doing it wrong!” bada stresses.

“no i’m not! i’m doing it like everyone else, you're wrong!” she says back.

“do it again from the top.” bada plays the music and watches in the mirror as everyone dances. lusher was right, bada was wrong.

“told you!”

“whatever. let’s keep going.” she grumbles.

“oh bada,” you say stepping in, “that’s not nice. apologize to lusher.”

“y/n!!!” the girls exclaim rubbing towards you. you immediately put your injured arm up then gently let it down around them.

“are you back? we missed you so much!! bada has been mean the whole time you were gone.” kyma speaks up.

you make eye contact with bada as she sulks against the mirror. she turns the other way without saying anything. “why don’t you girls take a break so i can talk to bada.” you whisper. they nod and make their way out the door.

“hi bada.” you say approaching her.

“i was worried.” she says, still looking away.

“i texted you everyday. why were you being mean to my kids?”

bada doesn’t respond. she pouts looking down at the ground. you put your finger under her chin raising her head, “i asked a question.”

her face turns red and she clears her throat, “y/n i like you. oh that is not what i wanted to say.” she says covering her mouth.

“babe it was painfully obvious. that doesn’t answer why you’ve been mean to the kids. did not seeing me everyday throw you off?”

she nods.

“that’s cute. you owe them a big apology. give them the day off then let me take you out.” you say leaning on the mirror.

“you… wanna take me out? okay.” she giggles walking towards the door. she opens it and the six kids fall to the floor.

“h-hi!” they stutter.

you shake your head, “kids.”

Taglist (open! comment to be added!): @waveartistry @sun-nyy @yngtort @jennamc75 @m0r0s1111 @seungxstar @badasbebe @lil-elliesgf @currentfications

a/n: this was a request! hope you like it! i have frostbite guys🧍🏽frostbite on my thumbs and pinkies, four more requests, and eight things i’m trying to write. idk what i’m going to do. send help. pls.

#squidnotes #bada lee #bada lee x reader #swf2 #swf2 x reader #team bebe #lusher bebe #kyma bebe #tatter bebe #minah bebe #cheche bebe #sowoen bebe #team bebe x reader

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krissysays · 4 months

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Just Like Jo

Bada x Reader (One Shot)

Cw: angst, slight fluff, a lil slow burn, friends to lovers trope, dirty talk, 18+ men and minors dni, switch!reader, switch!bada, dom!bada, top!bada, jealous Bada, borderline possessive Bada.

Synopsis: They had a lot in common… But the main thing was You.

Masterlist

Usually her eyes would light up whenever she saw you, she’d jump up and give you a hug, she’d even pull out your chair for you and you’d pull hers out and you’d both smile at each other and sit down, presenting your ideas for choreography.

You two had been working with one another for almost five years now, sharing each other’s creativity and bringing it to life, but it soon developed into a true friendship as you recall the time that you were going through a breakup, crying and clinging onto Bada, her stroking your hair, holding you close, “Shh… It’s okay, it’s okay, I’m right here, I’m not going anywhere.”

So… Why were you being pushed away?

What were you talking about? Well… Let’s flash forward to today:

You had a small smile on your face walking into the studio, holding your notebook full of your written down ideas and your own song suggestions, ready to hear music already playing, knowing that the team was probably jamming out to songs again.

As you opened the door, your smile dropped and you paused, watching the scene unfolding before you.

“No, No, No, Stop!” Bada yelled, making all of the girls go still and silent, quickly cutting off the music. “Too fast. Play the next song.” It was a slow and sad song “Hmm… I like this one.” The girls stood there, stone faced, watching as Bada closed her eyes, feeling comforted by the song. Looking finally content before,

“This is the most depressing song I’ve ever heard.”

Her eyes snapped open, looking into the other girl’s frightened pupils, “I like it.” She said lowly.

The other girl quickly stumbled over her words, “I like it too it’s just-“

“It’s just depressing.” Bada finished for her.

The air was tense as you walked in, surprised by the silence in the room,

“What’s going on?”

She glared up at you, a painful glint in her eyes. You didn’t dare to ask what was wrong. She looked at you and chuckled darkly, shaking her head as if you had betrayed her before abruptly standing up and walking out.

You sat down and let out a huff of air, feeling defeated. Bada never acted like this. Even if she didn’t tell you what was wrong, she would have told at least someone. A thick tension loomed in the room as silence filled the air before finally, someone spoke up, “She’s been acting like this ever since you got a girlfriend.”

Confused, you turned to her and asked, “What? I don’t have a girlfriend.”

The other girl looked at you, shocked, “We all thought that you and Jo were dating since you are barely around anymore.”

Starting to get defensive, you stood up, walking slightly closer to them, “I am not dating Jo and I have been around here.”

“I’m not talking about that. When’s the last time you went shopping with us, or had a sleepover, or watched a movie or even just called and talked? You’re always with Jo now.”

You were defeated, having to admit why you hung out with Jo so much was difficult. You looked away, “I’m not dating Jo… but you guys are right. I need to hang out with you again and don’t worry, I’ll try to talk to Bada. The last thing I wanted was for her to feel neglected.”

You received a snort in response, “Neglected!?” the girl started laughing at you as if you had told the world’s funniest joke.

“She’s jealous.”

Now it was your time to laugh before you saw that no one else around you was even giggling, realizing that it wasn’t a sarcastic remark or joke at all… “You’re serious.”

“Bada is jealous.”

You were up and heading towards the door before she could finish her sentence, “Where are you going!?”

“Start warming up, girls,” you said as you felt the wind blowing through your hair as you opened the door,

“I’m going to talk to my best friend.”

I walked to our secret spot, hoping for her to be there. It wasn’t a park or a library, it was an unoccupied bench on the side of this empty, abandoned street corner.

She was looking down, playing with her hands. She was thinking… More like overthinking. I slowly sat down beside her and before she could get up to leave, I softly grabbed one of her hands. She tensed for a bit before closing her fingers around your hand, giving you the chance to lace your fingers together. She laid her head down in your shoulder, finally letting out all of the emotions that she has allowed to build up over these last five years, come out.

You quickly repositioned yourself, hugging her tightly, softly rubbing her back as she sobbed into your shoulder. “It’s okay, it’s okay… Let it all out.”

She eventually pulled away, looking at you with pain in her eyes, “Bada… What’s wrong?”

She looked down and sniffled before saying something that you were surprised to actually hear from her,

“Jo.”

You were sent into a flashback as you heard her name once again…

Jo didn’t talk to anyone much. She was always busy with focusing on school, working, and finding ways to advance her schedule.

Jo was pretty intimidating though. She came from a rough neighborhood that she worked so hard to just survive and get out of. That’s her home, what she loved, but she was focused on college, working hard but very stressed.

She was going insane with trying to find an extra-curricular activity, that when she found the street dancing club, she wanted to join. She knew how to dance but street dancing was a new territory meaning that she had no choice as the principal of the school called me in to help and tutor Jo. I quickly agreed to it and that was that.

…Or so I thought.

Jo was a quick learner and I had been training her to audition with Team Bebe but Bada didn’t seem to like or approve of Jo when they met.

"Look, I know when someone doesn't want me around and that chick? She doesn't want me around." Jo was in distress as she pointed, towards the house that we had just walked out of.

I looked back and sighed, "Just give me a minute to talk to her. Sometimes she's just... Not into talking."

Jo rolled her eyes, already determining the outcome but waited outside as you had asked.

You walked into the house and saw Bada just staring ahead. "What was that?" I asked her.

She tilted her head while looking at me, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"You know exactly what I'm talking about. Why did you just brush Jo off like that?"

She scoffs and rolls her eyes at this, "Jo, Jo, Jo. She is all you talk about. Yes, we have a lot in common but we have too much in common so if you want to get to know Jo so much, why don't you have a sleepover with her instead?"

You backed up slightly as Bada snapped at you, looking away and blinking back tears. She was never like this. She took a step towards you, "Hey, wait-"

Bada was cut off by the slamming of her door. As she went to open the door, you were off on the back of Jo's motorbike. Bada's heart ached at the view of you on the back of someone else's motorbike, your arms wrapped around her for safety... She looked back at the room where your favourite RomComs laid, uneaten popcorn beside it. She sat down, grabbed a couch pillow and yelled into it. Meanwhile you were on the back of a bike, tears streaming down your face while holding onto Jo.

Ever since that day, you had only shown up for work and then hanging out with Jo. You missed Bada but there were now clear boundaries, as long as you were in contact with Jo, Bada would not be around.

…Until Today

“What about Jo?” I finally ripped off the bandage.

“At first I just thought I missed you. You were with her at all times, she had the same interests as me, and then you mention her being able to dance, and then she can dance and it’s that I’m not jealous because she’s everything I’m not,”

“I’m jealous because she’s almost everything I am and yet she has something that I don’t… And that’s you.”

You just sat there, listening to everything that she was saying, tearing up yourself.

“I pushed you away because I couldn’t have you, which was the dumbest decision of my life… But I never thought that I’d actually lose-“

Your lips are pressed to hers, melting against hers, her lips moving hungrily against yours before she mumbles against your lips, “Let’s go home… Get on the back of the bike.” Biting your bottom lip before pulling away.

She gave you a helmet and practically dragged you onto her bike, “I’ll show you a real bike ride. Hold onto me.” And she did.

Her lips were on yours, tongue wrestling to enter your mouth. She had you moaning into her mouth and she wasn’t planning on stopping any time soon.

Time seemed to run away until it paused when Bada’s tongue was pressed against your wet pussy. She smirked at your whimpers and grabbed you by the hips, moving you up and down against her tongue, your clit rubbing against it, eyes rolling back.

“Fuck, you’re hot.” Bada breathed against your pussy. “Did Jo lick this pussy? Hmm? I bet you didn’t ride her face like you just rode mine, did you?”

“No- We never- Oh fuck!” Before you could answer, she had her lips wrapped around your clit, sucking and biting, taking your pussy almost possessively.

She shoved to of her long fingers into you, curling them up, massaging your g-spot, “Come on… Fucking cum for me.”

And you unraveled underneath her. “It’s okay baby, breathe in and out.”

“Bada?”

She looks down at you confused at your breathless state,

“Ride my face.”

“Baby you just-“

“I don’t care. I’ve wanted you for so long. Please Bada, let me taste you.”

She was nervous but soon her nerves flew away as soon as your tongue slipped easily into her pussy, starting off slow, moving faster. You were going to taste her.

“Fuck! Yes, be my motorbike for me, let me cum all over your pretty face.”

Bada said unspeakable things while riding your face, grasping your hair, pulling your face closer towards her, rougher and harder and faster until she let out a loud moan, arching her back and cumming into your mouth.

You held her hips still until she was stable enough to climb off of your face.

She laid down beside you, looking into your eyes, “So… You two aren’t dating?”

You giggled and rolled your eyes, “Of course we aren’t. “

Bada smirked at you suddenly, “Good, because the marks all over your body say what I’ve wanted to for a long time…

You’re Mine.”

#bada lee smut #bada lee x fem reader #bada lee x y/n #gxg smut #wlw #18+ only #bada x reader #team bebe x reader #☪︎ꨄ❥krissysays✎#swf2 x reader #bada lee

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lizsos · 2 months

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The FanCam

Summary: Bada lee is a choreographer for the girl group aespa what happens when youfind her in the studio doing something.....

TW!!! ( G!p , masturbation,blow jobs, oral fixation, choking , dirty talk , no condom ) MDNI!!!

Bada (g!p) x reader (idol)

(Bottom Bada)

Genre : smut

"Bye!" I waved toward my manger as she dropped me off in front of the dorm studio . The dorm studio was different from other dorms we asked out ageny to put a dance studio in our house so we can practice whenever we want and our choreographers can come to our dorm to teach us the new choreography for our comebacks . Everyone of our most trusted choreographers has a key card to ourdorm I know it sound crazy but still the house and the dance studio are separate they only have a key card for the dance studio part of the house .

I had just came back from Paris Chanel fashion show and I'm tired as fuck- .

I went my way up to the studio dorm . Suitcase in my hand . I had been going nonstop since I left for Paris just a few prior . It had been all been such a blur . I am happy for the opportunity and experience, but God , I'm tired.

Knowing it was near 3am , I knew the other girls would be asleep . But I still wanted to be considerate of their sleep, so I unlocked the door as quietly as possible and tip-toed into the dorm studio before dropping my suitcase into the floor of my room and grabbing my pajamas before heading to the bathroom to freshen up .

I finished my business in the bathroom , I went to my room and used some of my favourite skincare after I finished I made my way down the hallway before I stopped infrong of the dance studio. Hearning the sounds of low grunting louder .

"Ynnnn-ah-y/n......please " I heard coming from the other side of the dance studio . I suddenly felt my lower stomach grow with a familiar need .

I tried to think of who could be in the dance studio this hour maybe one of our choreographers forgot something in ? I didn't know . I opened the dance studio and I found Bada yes THE Bada lee jerking off. I found my gaze caught staring at Bada's slight bulge in her pants . Bada was quick to cover it with the nearest thing beside her .

Thinking about the older girl jerking off was hot itself , but knowing she was jerking off say my name? Safe so say, my curiosity was getting the best of me .

I reached my hand to the doorknob and inched the door open just a smidge enough without being noticed . Looking inside , I saw Bada on the floor ,dressed in a smile sweatshirt and sweatpants . Upon closer inspection, Bada had her left hand holding up her phone , earbuds plugged in , and her right hand shoved in her sweatpants , eyebrows furrowed as she jerked away at her cock . Still letting out little grunts every so often .

I couldn't quite tell what Bada was watching from where I was standing . I was genuinely curious; what could Bada have possibly been watching for her to moan my name?

As of it was the most natural thing in the word . I oppened the door wider and slipped inside the dance studio . Make sure to lock the door before closing it again . Bada was too busy with the task literally in her hand . I don't think she heard me as I made my way to the dance studio . I went much closer to her and yanked one of her earbuds out .

"Watcha watching" I said in a teasing tone .

"Wha-oh my god," Bada flinched , throwing her phone to the other side of her . Taking her hand out of her pants and immediately grabbing the notebook next to her . Making a weak attempt to hide her tenting pants " When did yo- how long-I" Bada stuttered over her words .

"Long enough to hear you maoning my name , maybe next time you jerk off , lock the door idiot"

Me and bada are best friends ever since the day she entered and choreographed our song next level I began hanging out with her evem more , we ave a silly kind of friendship maybe now even more than a friendship.

I sat next to her and asked again " so what are you watching ?"

Bada was still shock that I had seen her going at it and moaning my name . Bada sat there in silence for a few seconds , trying to think of something that didn't make her sound like an absolute weirdo .

"Or i can just get your phone and force you to unlock it in front of me , whatever works for you ." I said witha smirk on my face

"NO!-um-i-i Uh-"

"I already saw you jerking off to how bad could it be ?"

"Okay fine! I was watching your fancams" bada quickly said

I am shocked gusse it my turn now , I just leaned back against the mirror and sacred at nothing before coming back to my senses.

"Well with one was it? "

" oh-uh its the Drama music bank one"

"Yeah , that checks out . I was fucking it up that day," I laughed. " what'd you do like about it ?" I said in a teasing tone .

"You looked so pretty , the way you moved your hips . And the way your ties were straining the shirt" Basa quickly said, playing with the strings of her hoodie.

"You know anybody could've walked in on you and saw you jerking off to one of the members that your choreographing for . What will they think about you , huh? Your supposed to be one of our most trusted choreographers "

Bada just nodded . " y/n is pretty I foundation help myself "

There was a few moments of silence

"So can I finish you off?" I asked like it it the most normal thing in the world

"What-no- get out"

"Come on . And I know you didn't get to finish . Also I can still see your failed attempt to covering your boner " I teased her grabbing the notebook she was covering with "See" I said eyeing the bulge in the older girls pants .

"Fine" Bada brought her hands to her waistband and pulled down her sweatpants . Her bulge is even more prevalent now in her boxers I reached and grazed my fingers over Badas cock . Feeling how it twitched underneath my touch I brushed harder on her cock back and forth . Paying attention to the head and how pre-cum budded through the flimsy fabric . Bada's breath hitched with every menstruation.

"Take them off i want to see more of you"

Bada pulled down her boxers ,cock throbbing and red , twitching as it was exposed to the room's cold air .

"Can I ?"I said while motioning towards the older girl's cock . With a slow nod from Bada . I reached her hand to touch Bada's cock seeing how it twitched in her hands .

"Gid , you're so big you bralely fir around my hands , baby" I whispered .

"Fuxk, please don't stop," Bada owned, bucking her hips into my fist .

"I wouldn't dream of it , so be a good girl for me okay? If you want me to stop , just say so" I made my way down to lay between Bada's thighs . Kissing the inside of her thigh , making my way back up to Bada's cock . Licking her thick shift from the gase all the way to the head , taking the head inside into my mouth . Before pulling back to lick the underside of her cock to the head . Looking up to see Bada's mouth hung open,eyes filled with list . She slowly started taking her cock into my mouth inch by inch. But I couldn't even reach half way without gagging on her cock .

"God , you're so big . I can't even take all of you baby" I rasped out às I started to slowly take Badas cock into my mouth .

"Hmm-ah-y/n you feel so good hng- I'm gonna cum" Bada moaned , resisting the urge to buck into your mouth not wanting to hurt you , seeing you in between her thighs , looking up at her with a sharp gaze as you sucked her cock .

Taking Badas entire length in your mouth Gagging but not wanting to give up , realesed Bada's cock only to go back in taking the hilt . Swallowing hard around her cock .only to receive a tug on your hair from Bada . You were prepared to swallow Bada's cum.

A strangled cry from Bada as she came , thighs trembling , as she shot her load down your throat .

Having to pull up for the last few seconds . "You taste so good, baby but I'm not done with you yet" going to lick the last few drops of cum from the head of Bada's cock . Already becoming addicted to Bada's sweet yet slightly salty cum .

Bada , still in faze , watched as you began to take off your clothes . Not failing to see the wet patch in your panties as you lowered them .Bada started getting hard again , knowing that you had also been getting off on this .

Leaning up against the mirror . You began to straddle Bada's lap . "I can't believe you've been keeping that big cock away from me all this time" you said running your hands under Bada's sweatshirt to play with her nipples . "Let's get that studfy sweatshirt off you " you said as you lifted Bada's shirt over her head . Leaning back to get a better look at Bada's body .

"Tell me baby, when was the last time you got touched like this ?" You husked into Bada's ear as you began to shallowly grind on the older girl's lap , spreading your slick on the girl's cock.

"I've, ah never " Bada said between moans .

"I can already feel you getting hard . You like me touching you this much?" You teased . Bada answered with a nod "tell me Bada what do you want to about this ?" You said still teasing Bada's nipples , you halted your hips eliciting a whine from the girl below you . Only for you respond by reaching down and roughly groping her dick.

"Wanna feel y/n's pussy" Bada whined as she thrashed under the younger girl , only to get stopped by you , as you put your hand on Bada's thighs .

"Yeah? You wanna feel my pussy? Feel me get all wet, gripping around , cum all over that big cock of your?"

"Yes, please, I wan-" Bada whined , getting cut off by you when you reached down one of your hands around her throat before lightly sqeezing the sides of her neck. Resulting in aloud gasp from Bada.

"I doubt you can make me cum ; the second you get in me , you're gonna blow your load . Arents you?" You scoffed, fingers tightening around the older girl's throat .

" no,no,no i can make y/n cum, please, please "Bada begged between gasps trying to get as much air as she could .

"Good , tarts what I wanted to hear" You said , releasing that Bada's throat with a harsh push as you let go . Bada's head hitting the mirror behind her softly. Reaching down a hand downtown guide Bada's cock inside of you ,not before slapping the tip of Bada's cock on your clit. "You better make me cum first" you said , continuing to guide Bada's cock inside of you . A simultaneous man urupted from both girls as you slowly took the older girl length, halting for a few seconds before taking the full length of her .

It was taking everything from Bada to not cum . She tried to focus on anythings else . She watched you insert her cock inside of you grinding a little bit before that . And it was crazy enough to get her off . Bada closed her eyes, bitting her lip , hell she even though she might bleed from it . Your pussy felt so warm and wet . She was gripping onto thin air at this point . She was trying to not thrust into the heat , wanting to feel you even deeper . But she knew you had control, and she didn't want to disobey you .

"You k ow , your the biggest I've even taken " you giggled looking down at Bada . Seeing how the girl's face began to flush red . "Just give me a little longer to get used , okay? Your doing so well for me baby" Bada nodded.

After a few moments, you started to circle around her hips , whin ig and feeling Bada's cock so deep inside. "Come on baby , fuck me good" you grabbed Bada's hands , seeing them on your thighs .

Bada nodded , planting her feet on the floor and began to thrust hard and eep into the younger girl . " y/n , so warm and tight" Bada whined, reaching one of her hands to squeeze one of your breath, eliciting a yelp from you . "Wa...wa....na..na suck on y/n , can I? " Bada muttered, looking up at you withwide eyes , particularly begging .

With Bada looking at you like that . Who was were you to deny the older girl . "Of course you can , baby fucking me so well , you deserve a treat don't you?" Bada kep her hand on your thighs as she spotted over closer. The movement resulted in Bada's cock burying deep inside of you even more. Realesing a high-pitched moan from bada had just done to you . Sitting now against the mirror Bada took one of your nipples into her mouth , sucking the left one and groping the other .

"Hey don't forget you have to make me cum " you reached to one of her hands to grab her attention, Bada not even looking at just hummed sending vibrations to your nipple , the action only drived you closer to your realise . Then suddenly Bada started to back up her thrusts .

"Fuck Bada faster" you moaned , brining your hips down , to match the older girl's thrusts ? The sound of skin clapping sounded the room . Bada started to quckin her pace while still sucking on your nipples and Letting out little moans aginst your chest at the same time while you were grinding her down harder . "Harder , Nfa , I'm close " you moaned

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