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Fighting, Girl | Ming Chapter

February 10, 2023

''I'm here for my brothers, I'm here for my brothers…'' Ming repeated to herself as she sat in her car, stalling herself from going inside the building. She glanced at the bags of food her grandmother had prepared for the members, a way to show her congrats as she had named it.

Ming contemplated turning her car back on, fleeing to the dorms and eating all the food herself, but she knew it would upset the trio and that was the last thing she wanted to do. So, she put her mask on, got the food bags and made her way inside.

It was rather easy to avoid the fans and cameras waiting outside the building. She has been going to this place for 8 years, she knows the loopholes. Once inside, Ming had only one goal: making it to their dressing room without any interactions that weren't her members.

That seemed too much to ask for as she bumped into a body when turning a corner. ''Sorry, I'm so sorry.'' He apologized, repeatedly bowing his head.

''It's okay, Soobin-ah! Don't worry about it.'' Ming assured him, the young guy looked flustered and embarrassed.

Soobin pointed at the bags she was holding. ''You need help with that, Noona?''

''That's sweet, but it's fine.''

Over the last few months, she and Soobin had grown a close friendship. It was mostly thanks to Yeonjun and the time they spent together, but she had become like another older sister to the young leader. He had approached her at the company once, he had his worries about being an idol and Ming provided a listening ear and comforting advice.

Her and Soobin's conversation didn't last long as the young man had to make an urgent visit to the bathroom and she didn't want to hold him up any longer.

Ming set her journey further into making it to the BSS dressing room. She had run into the Viviz girls. Ming wasn't that close to them, but Seungkwan was and she knew he would scold her if she didn't say anything to them.

Eventually she made it there without any other interactions that would ruin the rest of her day. She knocked on the door and opened the door, revealing herself to the members and staff. ''Surprise!'' Ming made a reference to Joshua's infamous line.

''Yerimie!''

Seungkwan had been the first one to get to her, wrapping his arms around her shoulders. Dokyeom waited for the unit's maknae to pull away before embracing her himself and kissing her cheek.

''Ah! Ming-sunbaenim came to support her juniors! We are so honored!'' Soonyoung loudly exclaimed in all his excitement, not even waiting for Dokyeom to be done hugging her.

She held the bags up. ''Look what your senior brought for you!'' The three of them took over the bags, seeing as she was holding so many of them.

While the staff laid the food out, Ming took the time to greet Coups, Wonwoo and Mingyu who had also come down to Music Bank to support the unit. ''I thought you were in Daegu?'' The leader asked, squeezing her shoulder.

''I was, but I wanted to surprise the members,'' she smiled at him, ''and I drove myself here, all the way from my house.''

''You're not with your manager?'' Mingyu seemed surprised she had come all alone to the music show. Ming shook her head. ''Nope, cool right?'' Wonwoo ruffled her hair upon seeing the proud look on the girl's face.

''Yeah, but make sure you take one of them with you when you go back to the dorm, okay? I don't want you driving alone when you're tired.'' Coups told her, he knew it was an exhausting trip going from Daegu all the way to Seoul.

Ming held her hand up to her head, saluting him like a soldier. ''Yes, chef.''

''Yerimie!'' Soonyoung's voice boomed through the dressing room, ''did grandma make this? It's so good!''

She nodded her head. ''Yes! It's her way of congratulating you guys with the new album.'' Ming confirmed it was indeed her grandmother's homemade food.

''I love you, grandma!'' Seungkwan exclaimed, talking with his mouth still full with noodles.

''Guys, don't eat too much, you still have to perform!'' One of their managers scolded them, although he was highly amused by their excitement for the food.

Ming sat herself down on one of the few unoccupied seats in the room, in-between Coups and Wonwoo. ''Did you go see my parents?'' The leader questioned her. He had told her before she left that she needed to visit them, to make up for missing out on celebrating the Lunar New Year with them.

''I did, your mother basically kidnapped me! I went there in the morning and I stayed there until almost midnight! She would not let me leave.'' Ming recalled the visit to Cheol's family home and how his mother practically held her as a hostage.

Both members burst out laughing at her dramatic answer. ''I want to tell you to not over exaggerate, but I know you're not.'' Coups knows how much his mother loved the second youngest member.

''That's cute, she didn't want you to leave.'' Wonwoo said, finding it endearing.

''Yeah, she also said I was her favorite child.''

''She what?!''

''You three look like you could be her uncles.'' Ming teased as Eunchae stood in-between them, ready to film their 'Fighting' TikTok with her. Soonyoung, Dokyeom and Seungkwan gave her a glare, while Yeonjun and Soobin laughed along with her.

The two TXT members had just filmed their own challenges with the BSS unit, but they stuck around to talk with Ming.

''Your brothers must have been happy to see you again.'' Yeonjun said as they were on the topic of Ming's visit to her family.

Ming jokingly rolled her eyes. ''Jungwoo was really glad, he hugged me and everything. But Junghoon didn't even care, he was like ''What are you doing here?'' I was so offended, I had just spent 3 hours in a car by myself and he greets me like that.'' She told them, still unimpressed with the indifferent way Junghoon had welcomed her.

''He sounds like a lot of fun.'' Soobin giggled, amused by the contrast between Ming's younger brothers. She pointed her finger at him. ''You and him are the same age, you should get drinks.'' He simply continued smiling, a bit too flustered to say anything further.

''How are promotions going? Good?'' Ming asked them, feeling like she had been talking about herself for too long.

They both nodded their heads. ''Yeah, it's been great with the fans and everything.'' Yeonjun replied, a genuine smile on his face.

''We've been really enjoying it.'' Soobin agreed.

''That's good to hear, especially since you almost broke my back when filming that video together.'' Ming recalled the TikTok she filmed with Soobin a week earlier.

Both guys burst out laughing at the memory with the younger man's cheeks burning up due to embarrassment. ''I'm sorry! I jumped too early!'' He apologized again, still feeling a little bad about it.

''I'm teasing, Soobinnie!'' She exclaimed, hitting his arm in the process. ''The fans seemed to really like it, so it's okay.''

The loud voices of BSS switched Ming's attention from Yeonjun and Soobin to her three members, who were finished shooting their TikTok with Eunchae. The young girl seemed a bit unsure of what to do next, anxiously standing on the side.

Ming excused herself and approached her. ''Manchae! You want to get some snacks with me?'' She suggested, extending her arm for her to take. The girl shyly nodded her head and they linked their arms together, the rest of the members fondly watching the two of them leave.

''You did really well! For your first time as an MC, you already looked like a pro.'' Ming complimented her, giving her encouragement as the junior had expressed her nerves before the broadcast began.

Eunchae bowed her head, cheeks coloring red. ''Thank you, unnie. It was much more fun than I had expected and your members were really fun to interview.'' She laughed, thinking back on how BSS had given her tips during their small interview.

''They're crazy, those guys.'' Ming shook her head, although a grin appeared on her face.

They arrived at the vending machine, Ming stopped Eunchae once she saw the younger girl pull out her wallet. ''No, no! I'm paying! I'm your older sister, remember?'' Eunchae tried protesting Ming's words, but to no avail.

''Pick what you want, don't look at the prizes.'' The Seventeen member was excited when she got to pull her ''older sister card'', she enjoyed taking care of people.

While Eunchae took her time choosing what she wanted to eat, Ming's focus shifted to the loud group of men on the other side of the hallway, or in better words to the Canadian rapper who was holding their trophy.

She had been blatantly naive thinking she would be alright seeing him again after everything that had happened more than a week earlier. Despite telling her family she was there because she missed them and the city, the rejection by Minhyung played a huge factor in getting away from Seoul.

It worked for a time. She spent time with her brothers, her grandmother and even her father who she had assumed would be too busy to even hold a proper conversation with. But seeing the man again, it hurt. He looked good, he looked like he was enjoying himself. And as much as she understood his untold reason for not wanting to see her anymore, she hated that he seemed so unfazed by everything. He even happily greeted her own members on stage when they congratulated him on the music show win.

Ming felt bad for wanting to yell at her members for showing the man, who had stamped on her heart, so much kindness, but it wouldn't be fair to them. They had nothing to do with this and it wasn't in their nature to be hostile or cruel to anyone.

''Unnie?''

Eunchae's voice pulled her from her thoughts. ''Sorry, did you choose?''

The young girl glanced up at her in concern, but nodded her head and pointed at the particular snack she wanted, a simple bag of chips. ''That one.''

''Good choice!'' Ming paid and gave it to Eunchae who happily thanked her.

The two beloved maknaes engaged in some small talk about the most random topics. Eunchae was still quite starstruck whenever she was with Ming, so the responsibility to lead the conversation often fell on Ming's shoulder who was famously known for being the definition of social anxiety.

A pair of eyes watched them from afar, hoping he was being subtle with his staring. He had expected to see her once he found out from Jungwoo that the SVT unit would have overlapping promotions with their own group. Just like the other broken half of the pair, it was difficult and all the pep talks he had given himself flew right out the window.

A panicked rush went through him when her eyes looked right into his, peeking over Eunchae's head. His panic was replaced with disappointment when Yerim put her arm over the new MC's shoulder and guided her away, their backs turned to him.

''Who does he think he is? Looking at me like that.'' Ming thought to herself, the urge to roll her eyes almost getting to her.

She brought Eunchae back to her dressing room, promising her they would get dinner sometime and get to know each other better. The young girl had reacted delightly shocked by the offer and accepted, shyly asking Ming if they could exchange phone numbers.

After giving Eunchae her contact information, she bid her goodbye and made her way back to her own dressing room, ready to go home.

''Thanks for coming, Yerimie! We'll get some food one of these days, alright?'' Seungkwan sighed into her neck, appreciative of her coming all the way down from Daegu to show them her support.

Dokyeom was changing his clothes, so she shouted a simple goodbye to him and Soonyoung had lifted her off the ground, bidding her goodbye in a dramatic, Shakespearean way. ''When will I see you again? Oh, no! Our sunbaenim is leaving us!''

Ming flicked his head. ''Stop the dramatics! We live in the same building.'' Her response gathered some laughs from the staff around them.

''Oppa, I'm gonna go to the bathroom quickly and then we'll leave, okay?'' She told one of the managers, keeping her promise to Coups who had already left along with Mingyu and Wonwoo.

Ming usually took her time when it came to going to the toilet, but since she had someone waiting on her, she sped up her process. She was focused on getting back as quickly as possible to her manager, she didn't notice someone waiting on her.

''Yerim?''

She flinched, not expecting someone to stand next to the bathroom entrance. ''Oh my god.'' Her hand flew to her chest.

''Sorry, I didn't want to scare you.'' Minhyung apologized, anxiously fiddling with his fingers.

Her eyes slowly met his, both of them not knowing what to do next. ''Uh, congrats on the win.'' She told him, that being the first thing to come into her mind.

''Thanks.'' He looked like he wanted to add something, but changed his mind and didn't.

Ming awkwardly glanced around, partly relieved there wasn't anyone around to see the pair's interaction. ''I have to go, uh, goodbye.''

''Wait, uh, can- can we talk?'' Minhyung gently grabbed her arm, preventing her from leaving. Ming glimpsed down at his hand and he immediately pulled away once he noticed.

She took a step away from him. ''Why? I thought you didn't want to see me anymore.'' She was going the petty route, slightly cringing as the words left her mouth.

''That's what I wanted to talk about, you see I-''

''Ming-ssi, are you ready to go?'' She must have taken a long time, because her manager appeared from behind Minhyung.

Her gaze softened as it fell on the older man, some tension leaving her body. ''Yeah, sorry! I was just congratulating him,'' she explained, ''goodbye, Mark-ssi.'' Without sparing him another glance, she walked past him and strung her manager along.

Minhyung watched her leave, a certain sadness visible in his eyes.

Mark. She called me Mark.

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494.So Then, You Assholes Hand It Over (1)

그러니 댁들이 내놔 (1)

The main hall was considerably vast, dotted with rounded tables that seated four people each sprawled about in deliberately spaced intervals. Many of them congregating in one place was sure to invite a fight breaking out, and there were individuals with sour relations who would end up bristling simply from a chance encounter with the other as well. As a result, each table held what had been deemed to be relatively harmonious pairings, as far as seating was concerned. While there wasn’t a rule that mandated they stay tethered to their assigned seat, per se, having a designation saying this is your spot, here would at least subconsciously encourage a passive inclination to stay put.

“Though Section Chief Song-nim being seated at Sung Hyunjae’s side is, of course, to be expected–why’ve I been thrown in with this lot too, huh.”

Moon Hyuna groused lightly. The table was another four-seater, but there were only three names written: ‘Sung Hyunjae’, ‘Song Taewon’, and ‘Moon Hyuna’. Pulling out a chair for Sung Hyunjae, Moon Hyuna dropped into a polite bow from her waist.

“Please–do take a seat, Princess-nim.”

“How so very chivalric of you. Will the Breaker Guild Leader be stepping into the role of my Prince, today.”

“Nowadays, the trend is for princess-nims to be self-sufficient, if you didn’t know. Now–for our hardworking second-in-line Princess-nim too.”

As Moon Hyuna spoke, taking the initiative pulling out the chair for him as well, Song Taewon hung back, struggling to articulate a response. Even having spent several years fraternizing with the two already, he still found it difficult to play along with their strange jokes. In particular–as he was unable to simply ignore her outright the way he could with Sung Hyunjae, he found dealing with her to be especially precarious.

“...I appreciate the offer, however, remaining standing will enable myself to carry out a more thorough surveillance of the hall.”

“This is all the Firstborn’s fault, you know. Because the Firstborn’s so willful, the Second’s even more uptight.”

“What an outrageous accusation. When I love and cherish the Secondborn Princess-nim so dearly.”

“Your glib tongue hasn’t gone anywhere, I see. Section Chief Song-nim, fancy another drink?”

“I’m afraid I will have to decline.”

“Aw, don’t be like that, why don’t you have another glass. Honestly, Section Chief Song-nim, you should be getting appropriately plastered on occasion. So long as you remain sober as usual, you’ll be unable to call forth those things you keep inside, right.”

Saying that, while excessive drinking might be harmful, people needed to let loose at least once or so, Moon Hyuna poured out a full glass of wine. That leaving things to just fester, would only cause regular functioning to deteriorate into a toxic state.

“...for today, I will have to decline.”

“One of these days, I’m going to arrange a night with something especially potent brewed up in store.”

“That being said, just where might our youngest Princess-nim be.”

Sung Hyunjae asked idly, flicking his name card with the tip of a finger. Picking up her glass, Moon Hyuna took a brief sip to moisten her lips before answering.

“Now, the Seseung Guild Leader-nim should hardly be concerning himself with such matters. No matter how adorable you might find our youngest Princess-nim. Kindly butt out of it.”

“Isn’t it only natural, that the Firstborn should love the Youngest so.”

“...don’t say that kind of shit, you’ll put me off my wine. ‘Love’, what a farce. Though, if Director Han-nim was my dongsaeng, he might seem pretty cute, I admit. No, wait–if he really were my dongsaeng, then most likely he’d probably earn himself a slap on the back at least once or twice a day.”

Moon Hyuna grimaced, backtracking quickly. Swiveling her head, she scanned her eyes around the hall.

“It looks like our Yerimie is quite popular.”

Just as Moon Hyuna had said, there were numerous Hunters indicating interest in Bak Yerim. The clip of a young, recently-Awakened Hunter easily rebuffing a vastly more experienced S-rank Hunter had already made the rounds worldwide, by that point. In addition, Bak Yerim was also the first S-rank Hunter to be affiliated with a private guild, rather than a corporate entity holding some special purpose. Due to that arrangement, certain individuals were jockeying to win her over with the promise of more favorable conditions.

“Ah, I don’t really know English very well~.”

Of course, Bak Yerim brushed off every single one of their attempts with nary a flinch.

“We would provide you with an Interpretation Item, of course.”

“But that wouldn’t work with written text, right, sir. Feel free to give me a call once you’ve changed your national language over to Korean, then, please. I only know how to write in Korean.”

Saying that she had no plans to learn English going forward either, she shook her head in dissent. As she took off far up into the air to make an exit from the conversation, numerous sets of eyes followed Bak Yerim. Counted among them were ones who were simply watching her with a purely doting gaze, too. Though most high-ranked Hunters–and S-rank Hunters in particular–tended to be on the younger side, typically their twenties, the ones in their teens were rare, after all. And among the S-rank Hunters, Bak Yerim was the youngest as well.

“The Blacksmith won’t be attending, then?”

“Since he might be a high-ranking Hunter, but he’s not a combat type. If only because the situation might turn risky, they wouldn’t send him here.”

“But the Rearing Facility Director’s Stats are low, too.”

There were some who were looking for Yoo Myungwoo, too. Though countless Hunters had sent their regards after he’d managed to produce an S-rank weapon, he tended to avoid accepting commissions that originated from overseas. And as he only created equipment when the urge struck him when it came to domestic Hunters as well, there were throngs of individuals looking to forge some sort of connection with him, in any way possible.

It wasn’t that there wasn’t dissatisfaction around Yoo Myungwoo’s attitude, but it was true that any outcome would’ve still fallen short of expectations regardless. As a result, even when confronted by a cold reception, it would be hand-waved away as eccentric conduct that was par for the course for a master craftsman.

However, as the Rearing Facility Director was the host of the gathering taking place that day, there were many who were waiting on Han Yoojin’s entrance as well. This was primarily because rumor had already spread among the Hunters that there was a method to raise a high-rank mount, without any specialized Skill involved. Thanks to that, the already exorbitant price baby monsters had fetched had taken another steep increase. In fact, there had even been Hunter teams formed with the sole purpose of capturing baby monsters as of late.

“Shouldn’t he’ve shown his face by now.”

“He might not end up dropping in at all, honestly. His Stats are F-rank, right.”

Perhaps he would simply appear via recording or livestream to communicate with them, a few Hunters murmured amongst themselves. Though he might be surrounded by numerous S-rank Hunters, it would still be a difficult feat for an F-rank to appear before a crowd of unfamiliar high-ranked Awakened. For lower-ranked Awakened and un-Awakened, the fear they felt towards a high-ranked Hunter could be largely dispelled through prolonged and repeated exposure to the individual. This meant, however, that an unfamiliar high-ranked Hunter would inevitably bypass whatever immunity had been built up till that point. Since, even if you feel unafraid of your own family’s large-breed dog–who could only ever be adorable in your eyes–it didn’t mean that you’d feel the same when confronted with an unfamiliar large dog growling in your direction. Consequently, it wouldn’t have been undue to expect to see him show a cowed appearance, or to forgo making an appearance altogether.

As the mutterings prevailed, discontent gradually started to pervade their words. If it hadn’t been for the detour necessary at the wharf, there probably would’ve been open callouts of how they’d been made to wait long enough already being issued forth.

As the atmosphere began to buzz with a restless quality, 끼이이익. A door slowly creaked open. It was the door at the top of the twin staircases that split to ascend down from either side in a steep curve, to the center of the hall. As the ornate door–perfectly positioned to draw the viewers’ eyes–swung wide open, a figure walked out.

스르륵– The fluttering tip of a long veil trailed down, grazing against the floor. A black veil, about three to four meters long and decorated with white roses, and a white mask that covered the bottom half of their face. A black suit, accompanied by a white jabot. A crimson flower was nestled in the breast pocket, and branches of ferns dangled from their white glove-clad hands.

For the majority, ‘what a peculiar getup’ was the extent of their interest in the matter. Yet, here and there, there were responses from a few that differed starkly.

“It’s not a bad choice to’ve elected to conceal his expression, but.”

“What’s with the veil.”

The Hunters who were clueless regarding the ensemble’s significance murmured amongst themselves. The general consensus seemed to be that, while it was an appearance that belied expectations, it wasn’t one that was viewed as being too outlandish a choice. Particularly since Hunters who followed a set ‘concept’(1) weren’t too far in between, and there were cases where one’s signature weapon made one stand out, despite wishing for a mundane life, after all.

“Hyung-nim was real embarrassed about that, y’know?”

Moon Hyuna whispered in a faint voice. At her query on whether it didn’t suit him better than you’d expect, Song Taewon nodded accommodatingly, replying yes, it seems so; yet, his expression hard, Sung Hyunjae gave no response.

Chatterbox.

Why Han Yoojin might have shown up while wearing Chatterbox’s appearance–that much was easy enough to ascertain. It would’ve been to root out those individuals who were acquainted with that appearance. If someone bearing the same appearance as Chatterbox were to suddenly appear, then even unconsciously, one would be likely to betray a reaction different from the others around them.

But even as he knew that, it didn’t lessen the summoned feeling of loathing.

“...hardly, in my eyes.”

“How unexpected, you rating hyung-nim so low. Or is it that the Seseung Guild Leader’s preference actually lies with hot pink yarn?”

Wouldn’t it be funny, if that really got spread around and some people actually started showing up dressed up in hot pink, snickered Moon Hyuna, grinning; but unlike his usual self, Sung Hyunjae didn’t provide any retort. And then, the subject of his revulsion.

“How do you do, everyone.”

The mask fell away, and Han Yoojin’s face was revealed. From the tips of the fingertips the mask dangled from, to the bow his head dipped into as the mask was taken away. Every little movement was imbued with an elegant quality that departed from his normal conduct. A smile drew across the even paler visage revealed behind the white mask.

“First, I’d like to convey my thanks that you’d come all the way out here.”

Moving towards the staircase with leisurely steps, Han Yoojin hooked a finger under the jabot. 툭, the large flower-like tie was discarded by his feet, and the buttons along the collar of his shirt was loosened one by one. 탁, 탁. Undone with unerring precision to the time of his steps, he came to a stop at the top of the landing; a gloved hand stroked up the column of his throat.

After a gentle press under the lobes of his ears, his fingers swept back down. Simultaneously–사르륵, a crimson pattern thrummed into view. The stark lines that appeared, extending down below his nape, commanded the absolute attention of everyone in the room.

The high-ranked Hunters–particularly the S-rank Hunters–watched Han Yoojin unblinkingly, transfixed as though they’d even forgotten to breathe. All of them felt the same unnerving sensation of dread. It was akin to the experience of having come face-to-face with a powerful monster–but at the same time, not. There was the anticipation that wracked the body, and the goosebumps that followed; but unlike a monster, it didn’t feel like they could lift a finger against the one before them.

It was the sensation of being a mouse that had known nothing but the turning of the wheel in its cage, one day becoming conscious of the giant eye peering down in observation.

And the disgust Sung Hyunjae felt.

“.......”

Reached its pinnacle. Unlike the other Hunters, what grated at him wasn’t merely the energy emitted by that particular mark. No; it carried its own loathsome feeling, but among those assembled there, Sung Hyunjae alone was aware of its significance–what that crimson mark meant.

This knowledge was something that didn’t exist in his–Sung Hyunjae’s–memories. But for some reason, he was able to comprehend it. The mark that was carved onto Han Yoojin.

The Sorcerer’s Sacrifice(2).

The moment he realized, his insides began to burn. He drew a hand over his mouth to cover the sneering expression that rose, spurred by both from the disgust evoked by a memory that didn’t exist, as well as the situation at hand. The heat in his chest felt far away, as though it was happening to a stranger.

“...the hell’s with that.”

Moon Hyuna mumbled, unable to tear her eyes away from Han Yoojin. Her brows had drawn taut in a dark scowl as well. Song Taewon, too, was focused on Han Yoojin–to such an extent, that he’d yet to take note of Sung Hyunjae’s condition. Song Taewon’s hand, resting on the top of the table, had clenched into a tight fist at some point. His lips were pressed grimly together, the faint grinding of teeth audible.

The two had already been informed of everything in advance. And yet, it remained a struggle to restrain themselves, still.

Under that heavy atmosphere, Sung Hyunjae let out a shallow breath. Unbidden, Hwanglim’s words rose to the fore of his mind. Sung Hyunjae’s lips twisted in a crooked smile.

‘I’d also been quite excessively…….’

Indolent. Though it may have been absent from his memories, the existence called Sung Hyunjae could, in a way, be said to have been continually robbed. Of everything.

He had no memories. His Skills and Titles, because of recursion, would be taken away, leaving behind only a scant few. The chain that wove around his person, too, was something that had been bequeathed from that pilferer.

And even now. His life and death in the present had already been lost to him once, before being returned.

The crooked slant of his lips transitioned into an easy smile. With what might be construed as a gentle look in his eyes, Sung Hyunjae gazed up at Han Yoojin.

* * *

‘Seems real effective.’

Despite being an incredibly humiliating and mortifying ordeal, that was to say. Chatterbox, you bastard, that it was formal wear was fine. A frilly necktie, well, it might be overbearing, but since it was formal wear after all. The mask, well… But even if I was able to get past that hurdle, what was with the fucking veil, huh, the veil. And on top of that, it was a rose-patterned veil. I’d never imagined that I’d ever come into the possession of a rose veil, much less be settling it over my own head, not even in my wildest dreams. Goddamn Chatterbox asshole, why were his preferences like this?

It hadn’t been my intention to go undercover as Chatterbox myself, at the beginning. I’d planned on using a doll, or a substitute instead. Since, when it came to myself, there was my height to consider, and even if there was a corset involved, my body was hardly skeletal enough to be comparable anyway. But with the Mark that Chatterbox had left taken into account, it had worked out so that the plan would prove most effective with me being the one going undercover.

‘That should’ve rooted most of them out.’

Maintaining a smile on my face, I looked down upon the crowd, beyond the balcony rails. All around the hall, cameras had been installed to face in every orientation. Once that footage had been combed through, it would be a simple matter to pinpoint the ones that had been approached by Chatterbox.

Firstly, the ones who had shown a reaction just upon sighting Chatterbox’s apparel would be the ones who had met with him in person. Then, the ones who responded to the Mark would be the ones who had received an invitation, and then contracted with him. Even from my current position overlooking the room, it was easy to spy a few attendees who were reacting differently from those around them.

‘...though I might’ve gone a bit overboard, emphasizing the Mark with Chatterbox’s power like that.’

I’d repressed as much of my magical energy as possible around the area of the Mark and, with Noah-ssi’s help, amplified the traces of Chatterbox’s presence that had been left behind. Noah-ssi had regarded me with a dubious expression as he’d retreated from me, and the other Hunters were also showing reactions that went beyond my expectations.

Because it seemed like the atmosphere was beginning to flow in a direction that might end up with a few people even drawing weapons out against me, I swiftly called forth my own magical power. The moment Chatterbox’s Mark was blotted out, the tension in the air immediately released. Surveying the Hunters below, who appeared faintly apprehensive yet, I breathed ou…– ugh, my waist felt way too tight. Letting out a breath, I resumed my footsteps, advancing alongside the railing.

“It appears I’ve managed to startle everyone somewhat. Of course–this much is probably nothing for high-ranked Awakened, such as yourselves.”

Like Chatterbox would be the only one. Outside, it was teeming with all sorts of Transcendents. It was just that Chatterbox happened to be the one that pissed me off the most, out of the handful I had met. There was a subtly off-putting quality about him that rankled at my subconscious.

Before I stepped onto the first stair, I discarded the veil. That very moment, with a flourish of viridian willow leaves, Yoohyunie lept into the air; and with light steps, landed beyond the railings, at my back. Catching the discarded veil as it fluttered down and utilizing the window of opportunity afforded under its cover, he used the brief moment the fabric hid us from sight to discreetly slip a hand inside my clothes from behind, slitting my corset open. As I felt the corset loosen, instantly, its presence disappeared without a trace. Irin had stolen inside as well, to swallow it whole.

I could finally feel comfortable. Well, then. Who among those assembled here, might be our invitation holders.

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(1)

(2)

mha → shj, stw | informal casual

shj → mha | informal casual

stw → mha | polite formal (respectful)

yj → crowd | polite formal

history of feminism radicalization in Korea

the real reason south koreans aren't having babies

why so many South Korean women are refusing to date, marry or have kids

young South Korean man arrested after assaulting a female clerk. he regarded her as a feminist because of her short haircut (Nov 2023)

Shillim park attack (Aug 2023)

Gangnam murder (2016)

the connotation 'corset' carries as symbolism seems to be pretty mainstream, enough so that it's even utilized in ITZY's song RINGO (lyric vid linked in title for the usual easter egg), despite being a jp release (or maybe because it's a non-domestic market, where the reference wouldn't be picked up as easily..):

‘Parasite’ Star Lee Sun-kyun Removed From Upcoming Movie ‘No Way Out’ Amid Police Probe Over Suspected Drug Use

Is it better to feign not being able to speak Korean? If so, when? If not, when?

What is dating like today for females in their late 20's to 30's?

Project Moon's answers to the brought up issues by the KR community and the notice on firing the concerned illustrator

Press conference article from the Gyeonggi Youth Union on the PM situation

ZEROBASEONE’s Kim Gyu Vin Apologizes For His Choice Of Words In Recent Posts

Is there a term/phrase that's similar to "crazy cat lady" in Korean?

‘Absurd how Korea treats its people’: English signage fad alienates older Koreans

Korean language states the obvious?

I’m confused with Korean titles so I have a question (호칭)

#494화 #the s classes that i raised #tsctir #sctir

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wendyslegalwife · 3 months

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Ooo could you write a comedy fic of reader getting into a relationship with either Yeri or Joy but Irene is Yeri or Joy’s stubborn and protective older sister so when reader meets Irene for the first time she has to pass a few of Irene’s challenges to prove herself that she’s truly worthy of being Yeri or Joy’s girlfriend

UGH I'M SO BAD AT COMEDY I'M LITERALLY UNFUNNY UNLESS U GET MY HUMOUR BUT I'LL TRY FOR U LOVELY🥰🥰😘‼️

Yerixfemreader

Genre: Comedy, fluff

Warnings: protective baechu unnie (>_<)

❦You've been dating yeri for about 6 months now eversince you both met at school you were a senior high school student meanwhile yeri had just graduated from junior highschool. After all those months yeri finally took the courage to introduce you to her older sister Irene.

Yeri had told you everything you needed to know about irene so you wouldn't worry about anything once the both of you met, but there was something you weren't aware of when you were about to meet irene. She was VERY protective of her little sister yeri so she would do everything what it takes to make you break up with yeri, irene sounds mean right? Well not until you finally met her. She was worst that you've thought.

Yeri held onto your hand taking a deep breath before knocking at the door of her home, the door had finally creaked open seeing irene with a happy smile on her face. "Hello! Yerimie how was s-" Before irene had finished her sentence she sees you holding yeri's hands. "Who is this girl?" Yeri bit her lower lip nervously, "Irene eonnie this is my girlfriend.. Her name is kim y/n". You let go of yeri's hands to bow down at irene as a sign of respect towards her. "Hello miss irene, my name is kim y/n I have heard a lot of amazing things about you from your little sister.. I hope we could get along" Irene rolled her eyes, "yerim come in, you y/n or whatever you are go in the living room with yeri."

Clearly irene didn't have a good feeling about you since she had no trust in you she decided to take it up a notch to really prove if you were really loyal and caring to her little sister, she hurriedly placed those tiny cameras in yeri's bedroom and kitchen just allover the house, but not in the bathroom ofcourse. That's too much if irene had put a camera in the bathroom, then she went into kitchen acted like as if nothing happened.

She was watching the both of you in her ipad seeing what you two would in the living room while she was in the kitchen, "Yah darling, I'm sorry if my eonnie seemed so mean she's just not fond of people being with me.." You smiled softly at yeri, "no no its okay I understand your sister could be like that she's just being protective of you." You held her hand and kissed it softly earning a blush from yeri. Meanwhile irene listened and watched in disgust, "ugh what even is this a kdrama?", she turned off her ipad and decided to prepare dinner.

But then a mischievous idea lit up in Irene's head she decided to add a bottle of hot sauce in yeri's kimchi while no sauce at all on y/n's kimchi, she called out for the two "girls dinner is ready, come here already yerim ah" and so you both did, you both entered the kitchen and sat together but irene hurriedly ran towards you "nah uh your sitting beside me y/n go sit over there yerim." Yeri pouted sadly, "but eon-" irene shushed yeri with her finger, "no buts just eat." Yeri couldn't do anything anyways so she just ate her food and so did you and irene, but then yeri felt her tongue burning hot.

"Ah!! Ahh!! Why is it so hot eonnie?? Did you put so much hot sauce on this.." Yeri fanned herself feeling her whole mouth burn, "no yeri I made it just the way you like it yerim, now if it's spicy go give go it to y/n" Irene smirked as she snickers quietly seeing what your reaction would be, "Oh sure I'll take that yeri" "b-but y/n its too spicy! How would you be able handle this..", you shook your head and gave yeri your glass of milk to ease the spicyness. "there now give me your kimchi and have mine, it's not super spicy." You then took her food and swapped it with yours which wasn't so spicy at all, you sat back down and took a huge bite of the kimchi meanwhile irene was already red from laughter of course she wouldn't out loud, she was silently laughing "oh my y/n isn't it so spicy? How nice of you to take my little sister's food, so nice of you y/n! I really thought you would throw away my preciously made food" Irene spoke in a mocking voice which made yeri disgusted, meanwhile you were just chill about the food. Irene wasn't fully aware you had a high spice tolerance, "oh no actually I love it, it's my favorite, spicy foods are my absolute favorite also I have a high tolerance when it comes to spicy food." You smiled softly at irene which annoyed the hell out of her, irene groaned in annoyance her plan failing miserably "but you were supposed to cry and go red!! I had added a whole bottle of hot sauce there!!".

Irene covered her mouth realizing that she had exposed herself yeri wasn't so happy about this, "Eonnie do you want to kill me and y/n?? You put a whole bottle of hot sauce in my food!!", Irene bit her lower lip nervously now feeling bad but not feeling bad for you but for yerim, " I-Im sorry! I thought if y/n would take it she would cry out and go red instead I didn't know she had a high spice tolerance!" You and yeri laughed silently giving each other a stare.

Irene got up annoyed knowing her plan backfired, she had to really take it up a notch by actually testing y/n if she's really loyal she went into her room and dressed up provocatively, yeri was washing the dishes while y/n was in the living room. Irene approaches y/n seductively, "hi y/n I'm sorry about awhile ago I got carried away.." Irene caressed your thigh but you quickly removed her hand feeling uncomfortable "uhm yes it's okay miss irene.." Irene looked at y/n seeing how y/n was avoiding her advances which she was impressed about. She then walked back into her bedroom dressing back into her previous clothing while thinking how else could she test you.

°==== Next day ====°

You were going to visit yeri but once you came to her home the only people you saw were irene and another girl, "hi miss irene is yeri here?" Irene shook her head, "no she isn't she's sick so she's with joy" you immediately felt the palms of your hand sweating feeling worried for yeri, "uhm may I atleast know where this joy person lives so I could visit yeri?" "She lives near your school, just a few blocke away her gate is yellow." You nodded, "Thank you so much miss, I'll get going now have a nice day".. Wendy looked at irene in disbelief "but yeri is literally here in your house? Also yeri won't go to joy unless she wants to have fun.." Irene groaned.

"Shush ! Just be quiet and let that girl go to joy! then let her find out yeri is actually perfectly fine." Wendy facepalms as she walks away going into yeri's bedroom, she knocks on the door before walking in "yerims may I come in?" Yeri lifted her head up as she heard a melodic voice, "yes come in wendy eonnie.." Wendy enters the room smiling at yeri, "What you reading?" "Just a romance book, hmm.. Where's y/n? I'm expecting her to come today.." Wendy leaned in yeri's ear and whispered, "your irene eonnie told y/n you were sick and that you were in joy eonnie's house.. Don't tell irene I told you she'll be mad" Yeri pouted annoyed which wendy found adorable, "don't worry sweetie y/n will comeback here for you.."

And so you did, after finding out that yeri wasn't in joy's house you immediately went back to yeri's house gladly the one who let you in was wendy and not irene. Otherwise you would be stuck outside because irene wouldn't let you in, you knocked on yeri's door but you didn't have to since yeri already had open the door of her room for you to enter, she immediately ran up to you and hugged you tight "hmm I really thought you weren't coming! Did irene eonnie fool you again?, I'm so sorry baby.." You smiled at your beautiful girl, "No it's fine I don't mind being a fool for your eonnie, all I care is that you are okay and not sick. Now here I got you ice cream gummy bears and a plush from the store, I know you've been wanting these love." Yeri almost teared up in joy being touched on how you remembered the things she wanted. "Oh my goodness you didn't have to y/n.. Thank you so much" Yeri smiled, she tip toed to plant a kiss onto your soft lips which you also gave back. "Come on lets cuddle together I'll put the ice cream in my mini fridge so I can eat it later.." You nodded at her before laying down as she nuzzled onto the crook of your neck.

You hummed a beautiful melody which was yeri's favorite. Your voice was so angelic and magical to her ears she would always tend to fall asleep in your arms everytime you sang or hummed to her. Irene then enters the room seeing that yeri had fallen asleep cuddled up close to you while you continued hum a beautiful tune, you weren't aware irene was just watching because you were to busy admiring the love of your life, then irene took the courage to walk towards you tapping your shoulder. "y/n can we talk?.." "Yes sure miss irene."

You got up quietly from bed and closed the door behind you, irene led you into the kitchen to have a serious conversation with you, "So uhmm.. I just wanted to say..uhm.. I'm very sorry that I have uh done some things to you yesterday I just wanted to test if you would give in or give up on yeri to prove you weren't as much as good as yeri had known of you.. But I was completely wrong your so sweet and loving to my little yerim and I couldn't thank you enough.." You didn't say anything and just hugged irene tight, her eyes widened in shock but she eventually gave in to your arms closing her eyes.. "Thank you miss irene, don't be sorry.. I'm totally okay with what you've done and of course I'd do anything for yeri. I'm totally sure about her.. And I actually might ask a favor from you." "What favor y/n? Anything.." You smiled happily pulling back from the hug, "I'm going to propose to yeri.. I know we've been only together for a few months but I'm already so sure about her.. So if I could have your blessing I would be more than thankful.." Irene smiled, "yes you have my blessing.. Please if you both decide to ever leave don't ever hurt my yerim, always take care of her no matter what.." Irene held your hands hoping that you would keep your word of loving yeri. "Yes I will miss irene," "Yah stop calling me that! Call me irene eonnie.." "Irene eonnie.. You have my word.."

After a week finally it was the time for you to propose to yeri, you immediately ran into the school gym to see yeri waiting for you. A game was going on so this was the perfect time for you and your whole class to surprise yeri, "Hi love sorry If I took long to get here just needed to get something," You signalled your friends for a go sign. "Yeri I have something for you.." You kneeled down infront of her taking out the ring from your pocket slowly opening it revealing a beautiful diamond ring. "My love.. We've been together for just months.. But I'm so sure that you will my one and only for life.. Will you marry me?" Yeri cried out in tears of joy covering her mouth in surprise, "Y-Yes!! I will marry you!!" You then wore the ring onto her ring finger and stood up to hug her tight.

Then your whole class popped the balloons and screamed out in joy and "congratulations!" Everyone was happy for the both of you that you even got yeri's eonnies involved in this plan, all of her eonnie's popped up from behind and smiled happily while seulgi was jumping up and down. "Yay group hug guys!!" All of you hugged happily, having a happy day for the both of you..

-wendslegalwife🩵🩵

It's not really comedy im so sorry (Tʖ̯T) but I tried my best making it funny even though I'm literally so unfunny lolz 😂😂

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redvelvetsource · 9 months

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Red Velvet’s 9th Debut Anniversary Relay Messages:

Irene to Wendy: Dear My Seungwannie ♡ Be brave anywhere you go, alright! You're my cool younger sister who I'm so proud of that I want to talk about you everywhere 💗💙💗

Seulgi to Yeri: At the beginning of your debut you were such a baby and i thought to become an Unnie that can protect you, now as we talk about this and that, you have become so mature and strong that we lean on you a lot, rather, you’re protecting us well and i have lots to be grateful ♡ Thank you for doing your best and growing up well as Red Velvet and as Yeri, i’m looking forward to future Yerimie! I’ll always cheer you on for anything! You have us by your side so cheer up!! Let’s live as we are now, bickering like friends and having fun as family Yerim-ah♡

Wendy to Joy: Sooyoungie who has a bright smile but a soft heart♡ I want to tell you that you’ve worked hard for the past 9 years! Seems like she’s the only one that doesn’t realize~ : ) Up until now, you’ve always been great, you’ve done well Sooyoung-ah~ ♡ Don’t forget that I am always supporting you, always beside you~! I love you~! >_<

Joy to Seulgi: How long has it been since i wrote a handwritten letter like this!! Through this opportunity, i really want to express my gratitude. Both of us spent our fierce teens and 20s together, which is said to be the prettiest period right? Looking back, I've been working hard under the name of Red Velvet and I think that from the first moment I saw you I fell in love with your cute face. And 9 years later, I can say that I've always admired and respected you. As a member, I've relied on you a lot. Thanks to our members, especially our Unnie, who always stands upright, I was able to endure well even in moments of shaking and pain that I would never have been able to withstand alone. Thank you so much for always being there for me and understanding me, who can be quiet and blunt. Please continue to be my Unnie for the rest of my life. I love you♡ Seulgi Unnie P.S. Let's eat together soon It's on me…

Yeri to Irene: Unnie we have walked quite a long way together! Thank you for always being my reliable friend. I love you ♡

#red velvet #irene #seulgi #wendy #joy #yeri #era: birthday #anniversary #translation

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hahayoon · 9 months

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BUBBLE 🫧

bubble 1: Kang-nim and ugly maknaes

[210426]

11:23am: OMG MY! I haven’t texted you a long time ago, how’ve you been?

2:00pm: i don’t know if i can show you this but I’m kinda busy

2:01pm:

4:00pm: i know hahaha I’m about to look crazy🤪🤪

[211009]

5:00pm: so i just fought a luvie in the comments of a RV video???

5:10pm: she was saying Kim YeRim looked pretty but i said she wasn’t as a joke

5:15pm:

5:16pm: is this the Kim YeRim you’re defending luvie??? I’ve seen prettier maknaes😤

6:00pm: you happened to know Ning Yizhuo??? Seolhyun unnie???

6:30pm: Yerimie just texted me and complained, we’re talking later MY and luvie😑

[220106]

7:30pm: so as you know I’m friends with this guy Kang ChanHe, he’s famous and stuff

7:40pm: his mother invited his friends over to have dinner

7:50pm:

7:50pm: Kang-nim, you were so cute😩😩

8:01pm: boring and ugly Kang-nim happy birthday, you’re a great man🥳🥳

[220214]

9:00am: I JUST RAN ACROSS BAEKHYUN SUNBAE AND HE CONGRATULATE ME LIKE OMG

9:01am: so i stumbled upon this hallway and BAM he smiled and nicely said “Yoon-ah happy birthday, have a nice day” and i thanked him and later i was there crying

9:02am: oh and i asked for a picture!!!!

9:05am: he was like “of course Yoon-ah, send it to me later” and i cried again

12:00pm: in other news, MinJeong and JiMin came to the company with pizza to celebrate, the other two things are preparing a surprise in the dorm🥹

12:04pm: oh, how i love my friends😭😭😭

8:00pm: I’m waiting for Kim YeRim to write me a whole essay about her love for me😡😡 the girls already cried with me and told me they appreciate me😡😡

8:30pm: thank u for all the loving messages MY 💜 you’re very much my everything and I’m extremely thankful of everything we’ve achieved together i promise to grow closer to you as well to make my love for u grow the biggest

[220723]

5:00pm:

5:14pm: I’m bored🫠

5:40pm: I’m working on something for you MY🤭🤭🤭

5:47pm: can’t reveal too much just, 🍯 💃🏻🤖

6:00pm: anyways, look what Aeri just sent to me

6:13pm:

6:15pm: the group’s iPad we bought when we were trainees!

6:28pm: soooo slay✨as Aeri wrote on the gp

#aespa added member #aespa addition #mark lee #mark lee fanfic #nabi #nct x oc #nct fanfic

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rockingrls · 3 months

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i love, love, love LOVE my yerimie with pink hair.

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namjuicytits · 2 years

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#𝖮𝗎𝗋𝖲𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖲𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖩𝗈𝗈𝗇𝖣𝖺𝗒

kim! nam! joon! oppa!

happy birthday~

have you been well? i hope you've been resting and taking care of yourself. i know it's been a while since i've seen you, so i'm going to make up for that with my birthday message here!

i hope you know how much we all love you. really, you're the type of person i can go to for anything. you're always there to give me sound advice and to lend a shoulder when i need to cry on it. you're very attentive and caring (when you aren't teasing me) and i can only hope i can be at least half of the comfort you are to me.

for your birthday, i hope you're surrounded by all the people you love. and also all the cinnamorolls in the world. ㅋㅋㅋ but really!! you deserve to feel all the love in the world from all your friends here~ you've impacted each and every one of us in some way, isn't that so cool to think about?~~ you're so cool, oppa.

thank you for always showing me compassion and kindness, and for allowing me to have a big brother for once. it's really fun to tease you! hehe. i've never had one before, so it's fun to have one now~ you have your hands full with me and sihyeon, that's for sure :3c

once again, happiest of birthdays to you, namjoonie oppa. i hope you know how much yerimie loves you. it's a lot!!!! so you better have a good day, okay?!?!? i'm streaming sexy nukim as i write this and eagerly awaiting your next project to support. i love you very very much, okay?

love always,

your baby sister yerimie.

#🍃 yeri

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yrmie · 2 years

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yerimiese ig story q&a update.

#yeri #kim yerim #yerim #yerimie #red velvet #red velvet yeri #yerim red velvet #yerimiese #i love her so much

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ilovehopie · 5 years

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hello !! this is my first post on loonarmy tumblr 🥺 anygays i’m here to share my love [and fav pics] for yerim and hoseok :p and hopefully make friends !!!

#ummmm im nervous pls b nice to me #i just love hopie and yerimie 🥺#and want 2 share it and my fav pics of them #my screenshots #yerim #hoseok #choerry #jhope #bts #loona #loonarmy

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sctirs my friend sctirs i have a question. do you have a favorite jinjae interaction

hai koipalm my beloved friend koipalm i think that time they had a kid together is pretty up there on the list (<- biased cause i like gyeolie as well) and also the time they slept in the same bed and then didn't talk about it ever again and the tour guide/tourist roleplay was very. and then when they were fighting in the dungeon against riette + those other two s-classes or whatever and shj was like "do you know how to dance" and hyj was like "what the fuck are you talking about" (he did not say that). also that time shj tried to drown hyj in a fish tank. both times that shj said that he would fall for hyj /romantic. hyj convincing shj that they know each other by listing off their shenanigans together and shj was like "are you saying that i fell in love" (related to the fish tank). and when they conned the japanese amaterasu guild members together (related: shj knowing hyjs coffee order better than hyj) and also when shj did aegyo at the pool because he can't act his age. and of course we can't forget the #insanegirl conversation they had at the flooded dungeon gate about being close for a week, and when shj hugged yj after everyone came out of the weird dungeons safely and of course the cleaning should be water cleaning chapters ft. shj handing over the coat to yerimie to protect her. and him being cranky about meeting the fake yoojin during the fog chapters. and we're not there yet but when hyj was being kidnapped again and shj wouldn't [redacted] even though he Should have. :) :) :) :). also "hyunjae-hyung". and also when hyj's fear resistance got lowered and shj tried to intimidate him but yoojin called him a cunt and lied about green onions (<- related to the kid they have together)

BUT my top #jinjae moment is sung hyunjae's birthday party for sure. yeah the whole thing. yoojin throwing a tantrum because he didn't get an invite. the fucking pink yarn. sung hyunjae blowing up the cruise ship and yoojin desperately trying to minimise the damage beforehand because he just KNEW that shj was gonna try something. sopping wet pathetic meowmeow of a man sung hyunjae crawling out of the ocean and not knowing how to eat convenience store kimbap. hyj getting him a piece of cake and singing happy birthday. becoming partners (in business). "it felt like the first time i saw sung hyunjae as a person" <- THIS. AND THEN THIS CONVO -> "please don't laugh, i might become fond" "hadn't you been quite so, already" "absolutely not" "i've already become so, you see."

in conclusion, sung hyunjae fell first. thank you for coming to my ted talk.

#the s-classes that i raised #sctir #tsctir #han yoojin #sung hyunjae #anyways hi. this is all off the top of my head so there might be some inaccuracies. but yeah my fav jinjaes 💜#s-classes that i raised spoilers #<- sorta #got a wee bit off topic i think

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finallydelight · 1 year

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My Only One | Ming Chapter

January 19, 2023

Ming stared at her phone, her chat with Mark open on her screen. She had been excited to see that the young man had sent her a voice message, it wasn't something he did much, only if he was too tired to type his thoughts.

So, when he started his message with that he didn't want to talk to her anymore, her mind went blank and she had to restart the message several times. His words weren't the best thing to wake up to in the morning.

Mark's voice broke her heart, it was scratchy like he had been crying for a while before recording it. She didn't know where all of that was coming from. Just the day before they had been sharing songs with one another to add to their playlists.

''Hey, Yer! Do you want pancakes or eggs- Oh my god, are you okay?''

Soomin ran up to her best friend, who hadn't realized tears were running down her cheeks. She sat down next to her on the bed and put her arms around Ming, rubbing her hands up and down Ming's arms.

Ming didn't say anything, she simply pressed play and Mark's voice was heard through the room. Soomin frowned throughout listening to the entire message, just as confused as Ming. ''What does he mean 'someone else'? You don't have a boyfriend.'' She noted.

''He doesn't want to talk with me anymore, Min-ah.'' With her teary eyes she looked at Soomin, not believing that it was Mark who was saying all this.

Soomin pouted at her words, giving her a big hug. ''Oh, Yerimie… I don't know what to say.'' They remained like that for a few minutes, Ming silently sobbing in her best friend's arms.

A thought suddenly came into her mind. ''What if he's talking about Yeonjun?'' Ming said, pulling away from the embrace. ''What if he knows we kissed?''

''Did you tell anyone?'' Soomin asked her.

Ming shook her head, the only person who she had told was sitting next to her. ''No, only you.''

''Well, maybe Yeonjun told someone and they told Mark.'' She nodded at Soomin's words, that was the only explanation for the entire situation. ''I'm gonna call him.''

Just like Ming expected, it didn't take long for the man in question to pick up the phone. ''Yes, Yer?'' His voice beamed through the phone.

''Hey, uh, small question- did you tell anyone about, uh, well, when we were in the practice room and stuff?'' She stuttered, a bit embarrassed about directly mentioning the kiss.

Yeonjun chuckled. ''Did I tell anyone about us kissing?'' He seemingly wasn't as embarrassed as her.

''Yes, that.''

''I, uh, told Chan.''

Ming's eyes widened and her heart dropped to her stomach. ''You told Chan? Lee Chan? My member, Chan?''

''Yes…'' he trailed, ''was I not supposed to do that?'' Yeonjun got nervous at her words, suspecting he made a mistake by telling Chan.

''You only told him? No one else?''

''I only told Chan, I promise.''

She knew for a fact that Chan isn't close with any of the NCT members. However, other members are close with them. Which means that Chan told one of the members about her and Yeonjun, and that member spilled the beans to someone from NCT who then told Mark.

''Okay, thank you. Bye.'' Ming quickly hung up, not caring if it might come off as rude.

''The members know.''

Soomin' expression mirrored Ming's, disbelieving wide eyes. ''You think Chan told them?''

''He has to have told someone, how else would Mark know?'' Ming argued, not seeing any other way to how Mark would think she had someone else.

''Are you gonna send something to Mark?''

Ming shrugged her shoulders at Soomin's question. ''I don't know, he's probably not gonna respond so does it even matter what I send?''

''True.''

The female idol stood up from the bed. ''Well, I'm gonna go to the dorm and I'm gonna kill Chan.''

Soomin weakly laughed, still concerned about the situation. ''You know you can always come here, right? I'm never too busy for you.''

''I love you, Soo.'' After putting on her shoes, she approached her friend again and embraced her. They have known each other for 13 years, they practically grew up together. Soomin was that constant she could always fall back on, and she couldn't be more grateful for her.

''I love you… now go murder that dinosaur.''

Ming was probably going to receive a ticket for the way she was speeding down the streets of Seoul, but she was angry and ready to combust at any time. She sprinted up the stairs and instead of taking the normal route, and going to her own dorm, she went to the other one.

She typed in the code and didn't waste a second to storm inside, not even taking off her shoes or jacket.

''Lee Jung Chan!''

The eyes of Cheol, Joshua, Jun, Dokyeom, Seungkwan and Vernon looked up at her, most of them flinching by her sudden appearance.

''Is everything okay?''

''Where is that little bastard?'' She ignored Joshua's question, looking around the living room and not spotting her fellow member there.

The members glanced at each other, not knowing what to do. They hadn't seen the young woman that angry in years. Wonwoo was the one to bite the bullet. ''Kitchen.''

''Thank you!'' They were surprised she still held her manners and thanked the man for telling her where the maknae was.

Ming angrily stomped to the kitchen where she was met with Mingyu, Minghao and the culprit. She pointed her finger at the latter. ''You! I'm gonna kill you!''

Chan's eyes widened and alarms went off in his head telling him to run, so that's exactly what he did.

''Come here, you punk!'' Ming didn't waste a second and ran after him as he left the kitchen and took the other door to go back into the living room, hoping to use the other members as human shields. ''Yerim, leave me alone! I didn't do anything!''

At first, the others thought it was funny to see the two youngest play this cat-and-mouse game with each other as it brought back memories from when they were teenagers. However, it quickly became clear that Ming might actually wanted to hurt Chan.

Cheol stopped Dino's running by grabbing his shoulder, while Mingyu easily picked up Ming and lifted her feet off the ground to be sure she wouldn't run off again. ''Let me go!''

''What is this about? Why are you so angry?'' Their leader asked, looking at the woman in Mingyu's arms.

Ming rolled her eyes, her anger still not simmered down. ''Why am I angry?! Because of that little shit, Mark thinks I have a boyfriend and he doesn't want to talk to me anymore! That's why I'm fucking angry!''

''I didn't tell him anything! I don't even know what you're talking about!'' Chan yelled back, defending himself from her words.

''Stop acting innocent! I know you blabbed to the members about Yeonjun! You're the only one who knew!'' Ming continued, Chan's defense making her more frustrated.

Cheol pulled his hands from Chan's shoulders. ''He's the only one that knew what?''

''Yerim, I promise you, I swear on our friendship that I didn't say anything to anyone! I don't know how Mark found out!''

Ming shook her head. ''Don't swear anything on our friendship! How dare you! You're the only one who knows about Yeonjun, he told me himself! Just admit that you snitched!'' Tears welled up in her eyes, upset that Chan would swear those lies on their friendship.

''I didn't snitch! I'm sorry that Mark doesn't want to talk to you anymore, but it's not my fault, so stop yelling at me!'' Chan started getting emotional as well, they had never fought like this and he wanted it to end.

Ming struggled in Mingyu's arms, wanting to be let go. ''Why are you being like this! Just tell me the fucking truth!''

''Stop it!'' Cheol's voice boomed through the apartment, followed by a silence where a dropped pin could be heard.

Mingyu dropped Ming from his arms and she fixed her clothing, while Chan took a couple steps back, still not trusting she won't start chasing after him again.

''Both of you sit down now.'' The leader's voice had reduced in decibels, but the sternness was still there and the two youngest followed his demand right away. Ming took the seat next to Dokyeom, while Chan sat next to Wonwoo. A clueless Vernon in-between them.

Cheol pointed his finger at Ming. ''You have some explaining to do and you're gonna do it calmly, without raising your voice or attacking your brother. Physically or verbally.''

Ming looked down at the ground, feeling like a child being grounded by their parents. ''I got a voice message from Mark in which he said that he didn't want to talk to me anymore, because he thinks I have someone else.''

Joshua went to stand in front of her, next to Cheol. ''I thought you weren't talking to Mark anymore?'' He recalled their talk from a month ago where she said that she hadn't spoken to him since she went to his concert.

''I lied.'' She mumbled, but still loud enough for everyone to hear.

The silence irked her, and she looked back up at the two men. Joshua seemed more disappointed than angry, while Cheol had an unreadable expression on his face.

''Just talking or also meeting him?'' The lack of emotion in the leader's voice scared her, her eyes hesitantly going to his.

Ming observed her feet again. ''Also seeing him outside of our schedules.'' She knew one day her lies would catch up to her, but she didn't care much at that moment. ''But that's not the point now-''

''Oh, is the fact that you've been lying to us for months inconvenient to you right now? I'm so sorry, Ming.'' Cheol's sarcastic tone resulted in a loud sigh from the woman in question.

Dokyeom briefly glimpsed at Joshua who was already looking at him, both having the same thought on their mind. ''That was you in the park, wasn't it? With Mark?'' The American asked, already knowing what the answer was gonna be.

Ming nodded, remembering how they had almost been caught by the two vocal team members when taking a stroll in the snow.

''Why did you lie to us, Yerimie?'' Mingyu joined in, feeling a bit hurt by Ming having lied to them for several months.

She scoffed, all her frustrations returning. ''You're actually asking me why? Did all of you suddenly forget how you admitted to not trusting the guy? Or getting mad that I went on a date with him? Or the time I invited him to our dorm and Joshua was blatantly rude to him? And I still want my explanation as to why he thinks I have someone else! I should be interrogating all of you, not the other way around!''

''Yerim, I didn't tell Mark anything.'' Chan spoke up after being quiet since they sat down.

Ming stared at him, unimpressed. ''Bullshit!'' The two went back and forth again with each other, arguing like two toddlers who are fighting over a stupid toy.

Meanwhile, a guilty Seungkwan watched them from behind. As soon as Ming started screaming about Mark thinking she has a boyfriend, his conversation with Jungwoo the day before came into his mind. He recalled singing to himself that she had a boyfriend, completely forgetting that the NCT member could still hear him.

Realizing it had gone too far, he interrupted the younger ones. ''It was me.''

At the confession, Chan and Ming stopped bickering and everyone in the room watched him. Seungkwan took the space in-between Joshua and Cheol. ''I was talking to Jungwoo on the phone yesterday, and he said something about that new restaurant by Han River that you went to with Soomin. I told him that you went there and I was gonna look for you to ask you about it, so I asked Chan where you were. He said you were on a date with Yeonjun, and I might have said something about you having a boyfriend. I said it jokingly, but Jungwoo must have heard it and told Mark about it. I'm so sorry, Yerimie.''

Ming attentively listened to Seungkwan, remaining quiet even after he was done. ''I'm sorry too, Ming-ah,'' Chan added, ''I shouldn't have said so carelessly that you were on a date with Yeonjun.'' He apologized.

''You're going out with Yeonjun as well? Were you planning on telling us that or not?'' Cheol interrupted, shocked at how much she actually had been hiding from them.

Ming stood up from the couch, she had enough of the interrogation she was being put through. ''I'm leaving, this is giving me a headache.''

''You can leave when you tell us the truth, Yerim.'' Cheol stared down at her, motioning for her to sit down again.

She groaned. ''The truth? Alright. While I was seeing Mark, I also started seeing Yeonjun. I felt conflicted about my feelings, because they're both great guys and I wasn't sure what to do. However, I made up my mind. That's why I wanted to talk to Yeonjun yesterday, but-''

''You've been going on dates with two guys and you didn't think once to mention it to us?'' Joshua interrupted this time, absolutely flabbergasted that she had been hiding this much from everyone.

She looked over at Joshua with wide eyes. ''Are you even listening to me?''

''Yah! Kim Yerim, don't talk like that.'' Cheol scolded her, not like the attitude that came with her words.

Ming rolled her eyes for what felt like the 100th time that day. ''Oh, yeah, defend him again! Like you always do!'' She argued with him.

''So, all those times you said you were with Soomin or with Chaeyoung, you were with either of those guys?'' Joshua demanded, the question coming out urgently.

She shook her head. ''No, not all those times, just a few times.''

''You said you were with Soomin yesterday, was that also a lie?'' Cheol asked her, his patience running out.

''I was with Soomin yesterday, that wasn't a lie.''

''But Yeonjun said-''

''Yeonjun canceled, he was too tired from his schedules and I went to Soomin's house instead.'' Ming interrupted Chan, who clearly hadn't been informed that Yeonjun had called her saying they should meet another time.

Vernon spoke up for the first time since Ming arrived. ''Is Yeonjun your boyfriend or not?'' He was confused as to why Mark would be upset about Yeonjun apparently being the girl’s boyfriend.

Ming shook her head. ''No, he's not my boyfriend.'' Since it was Vernon, she dropped her defensive behavior and calmly answered his question. The man simply nodded, having all the information he wanted to know.

''This entire situation is the reason why I don't involve you guys in my love life, or whatever is left of it. I get that some of you still think of me as that 11 year-old girl that always wanted to hug and hold hands with everyone, but I'm not, okay? I'm 24 years-old and I'm allowed to date whoever I want to date!'' Ming got all her frustrations off of her chest, she had been wanting to say those words for a long time.

Cheol looked down, before making eye-contact with Ming. ''I understand that, but we just want to look out for you and when you lie to us, we can't exactly do that.''

Ming made her way to the hallway, just wanting to be left alone. ''I don't need you to look out for me! I know it's hard for you to accept, but you're not my fucking father, Cheol! I don't need to share every single detail of my life with you.''

''Alright, I'll stop caring then! Do whatever you want to do, Kim Yerim! If you want to be an adult so bad, go be an adult! But don't come crying to me when those boys are gonna break your heart and you want to talk to me about it!''

Ming's words had broken something inside the man who had been taking care of the young woman since she was 11 years-old. According to her, she didn't need him anymore and that was the last thing he would ever want.

Hearing his ramble of anger, Ming threw one last dagger in his heart.

''I hate you, Choi Seungcheol!''

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Pairing: LOONA Jinsoul X Male Reader

Word Count: 1598

A/N 1: Hallo! It's me, again! I planned to do a quick fluff for Jinsoul to complete the OEC unit, so here it is! Enjoy and stay safe Orenjdeul! <3 A/N 2: Quickie and unedited, also I swear this is a fluffy one kek !! Trigger Warning !! : Mentions of Alcohol

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“Woohoo! I love being close with her, not gonna lie…” Jinsol exclaims as her heart becomes soft for Yerim whenever talking about her.

The ambiance around the rooftop, late at night is something you’ll ever want. The lights around the table as late night talks fill up the air, making noises as it makes you smile, also happier whenever you’re with Jinsol.

You’d never expect this once Jinsol texted you to come over yet here you are, three bottles of soju on the table as shot by shot, all of you are getting kicked by the strong taste of alcohol. This was just supposed to be a short visit to bond with Jinsol for a short moment yet Yerim and Jungeun convincing you for a little while is something you can’t deny.

“Unnie is a real joker, not gonna lie… Always scaring the hell out of me, recently yesterday.”

“Yuh! I didn't scare you yesterday! My voice was just too loud!”

“Well, you scaring us is never new, admit it…”

“I know, I know, but you’re always dying to see me…”

You smiled and got flustered at that statement of hers. It’s true though. You’re always wanting to see her and always feel soft whenever you’re by her side.

“Yah! You texted me to come over and you know I can’t deny that because you’ll keep spamming me messages…”

“That’s not true b-but you’re blushing.. You’re blushing!”

“N-no, I’m not…”

“Yes you are!”

“Stop denying it, you are…”

The sudden cold tone of Jungeun never fails to put a shiver down your spine. You seem powerless to defend given the fact that the three of them say your cheeks are getting red in front of their naked eyes.

“O-oh okay, I admit it. It’s true, I wanted Jinsol all along…”

“See Unnie? That's easy, tch…”

Once again, a sigh of defeat escapes from your mouth as they giggled right after.

“You’re so cute…”

“You too, Soulie…”

The third bottle is now opened as you pour their glasses with the grapefruit-flavored soju as all of you say “cheers!” right after.

“Ugh, this flavor tastes good…”

“It does Unnie, do you want some more?”

“Maybe later Lip, I’m feeling weird right now…”

You then engaged and started more talks as the cold breeze can be felt within your sweaters as you felt light headed right after.

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“Ah, fu- that’s funny Yerimie…”

“I know right…”

Jinsol’s laughters were your medicines as her smile is contagious and always her best features alongside herself. You weren’t drinking that much as you feel a knot in your head as it hurts worse than earlier. You weren’t that type of guy who drinks that much and yet here you are, competing alongside them on the ones who can last yet you don’t want them getting drunk and getting a hangover the day after while they’re practicing. You can’t stop the inevitable as their faces get red, signaling them getting drunk through time. Jinsol’s face was redder than the others as she drank more than what she could handle.

After a few minutes, Jinsol then gave Yerim a favor as you’re not liking what she could ask.

“Yerim-shi, can you pour more at my glass?”

“Sure Unnie…”

As Yerim is about to pour Jinsol’s glass with that soju, you stop her as Jinsol’s face is getting red, alongside her eyes and her body weakening from the alcohol she took.

“Stop it Yerimie, she’s drunk, she can’t take it anymore..”

“Just don’t mind him, pour in more…”

As Yerim is about to pour in the soju again, you stopped her and this time, raising your tone.

“Stop it Yerim, I said don’t pour some, she’s drunk as hell, can’t you tell?”

“I m-mean s-she wants mor-”

“Don’t mind him Yerimie, I said pour in some more, listen to Unnie…”

As your blood boils between the both of you, Yerim is unsure of what to do as she pouts right after, anxious on what could happen next.

After that little fight brought by the alcohol you two have taken, Jinsol then took the initiative to get the soju bottle from Yerim’s hands as you held it too, letting the both of you use force while handling the bottle.

“Let go of it Jinsol…”

“No, I want more and I will put in more…”

“No, Jinsol, stop it..”

“No you- *grunts*”

As the both of you grunted about the bottle, Jungeun immediately held the two of you back as she dont want what’s happening, she didn't want the two of you going too far.

“Stop! The both of you, hand down the bottle! We won’t drink anymore! Both of you are drunk and out of yourselves!”

“I’m not out of myself, I’m just telling Jinsol to stop drinking because you may have a hangover tomorrow, all of us!”

“Awww, are you concerned about me? How fluttering this could be, tch. I want more and I-”

Jinsol then fell down to her legs as you luckily catched her in your arms, thanks to your reflexes. She fainted and it is obvious because all the soju she drank as your eyes scanned her visuals and left in awe of it. Jungeun and Yerim are in shock as they helped you carry her but you refused for the assistance of the two girls.

“Are you sure you’re good, Oppa?”

“I’m fine, I can carry her to her room…”

“Okay then Oppa..”

Thanks to your workout for the past months, you are able to carry Jinsol to her room without a sweat. You then smiled at her sleeping face as her purrs can be heard while you’re in her arms.

“I told ya, you can’t handle such, tsk tsk..”

You then laid her down in her bed to give herself a rest from what the day offered to her. It’s always been a tough day being an idol and you understood her. The dance practice of almost an everyday schedule, practice on vocals, attending on such variety shows and a lot more. You never had enough time to show your affection towards her and so as she does to you. Both of you and your busy schedules have been a real struggle and a pain in your relationship yet the both of you are determined to be in contact with each other, online or offline. Now you’re here, on her side, not wanting to let her go but you have your own schedules to do and responsibilities to fulfill.

“You’re so beautiful when you're sleeping…” you whispered onto yourself as you caressed her hair and kissed her forehead. Her sweet tangerine perfume alongside the smell of soju never fails to make you allured and to be with her onto your arms. You want to stay longer but you really need to go until a murmur stops you from doing so.

“Thank you, please stay…”

Is it her voice? A husky one surely belongs to her and no one else as she regains consciousness. She then held your wrist with all of the energy she could in order to stop you from going away from her. Force is never an option as she pleads from refraining you from leaving her.

“Please stay, please stay, please stay with me…”

“Jinsol, I got work to do tomorrow and I can’t be late…”

“We just met today, I haven’t even bonded with you for like a month or two then will it end like this?”

“No, it’s not like that Jinsol, it’s just-”

“Then leave me then, I don’t need-”

A quick peck of your lips to her cheeks is enough to make her stop from her rants as she blushed right after.

“Does that say enough?”

Silence is the response you received as you also expected it from her. Those are one of her weaknesses and you’ll use it against her with no hesitation. She is far from the chic and charismatic woman you knew on stage as her half-opened eyes, almost forming a squint, is evident from her eyes.

“N-no…”

“You’re blushing and stop saying you’re not…”

“It’s from the soju…”

“No Soulie, admit it…”

“Fine…”

She then pulled you for a embrace as you’re genuinely flabbergasted upon her act. This is something new and you love it. She is never like this whenever she’s by your side but you’re not complaining, but rather cherish a newfound act from her.

“I want to be with you, please…”

“A-are y-you good Soulie? I s-said don’t d-drink that much…”

“I’m good, I just want to savor this moment of us being together, y’know…”

Still dumbfounded and fazed, you deepen the hug as you show affection towards every second that counts.

“You feeling cold?”

“Nope, but I want it just like this, please stay…”

A genuine smile painted on your face as you caressed her hair and her cheeks right after.

“I will, don’t worry Soulie…”

You then kissed her forehead as you cuddled in her bed as you noticed that her audible snores can be heard, signaling that she fell asleep while being in your arms.

She looks really adorable and beautiful while sleeping as your genuine smile radiates again. Not so long after, you also fell asleep close to her, your nose can smell the scent of the shampoo she used earlier.

The night is definitely getting deep as Jungeun and Yerim finished cleaning as they watched in the distance, smiling from the sight of the saccharide air that fills the room.

“Let’s cuddle too Unnie?”

“Yerimie… tch..”

“I’ll always love you, no matter what happens.”

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#loona #jinsoul #loona scenarios #loona fluff #loona fic

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DO YOU WRITE SOMNO?? CAN YOU WRITE YERENE SOMNO WITH TOP YERI PLEASE😀 IF NOT GP THEN CAN SHE WEAR A STRAP-ON. THANK YOU AUTHORNIM I LOVE YOUR WORK PLEASE KEEP WRITING😊 IM SORRY IM NOT YELLING MY KEYBOARD IS JUST BROK

somno pioneer anon, you’re doing all the keyboard yelling i was doing in my head trying to get this into words.

tw: mild somnophilia, inebriated sex, dubious consent.

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The milky glow of moonlight illuminates Yerim’s smile like a flame in the dark.

Bae Joohyun is a completely different person through the haze of delirium.

Pliant, docile… obedient. The perfect listener, whether she’s aware of it or not. She’s such a good girl.

It’s never like she plans these things out in advance. They just… happen. Plus, business galas, work events and surprise birthday parties for friends are just things you get used to when you’re dating someone like Joohyun.

Kim Yerim is well aware of that.

Tonight was business as usual… or rather, party as usual. Naive, impressionable Yerim didn’t think twice about accepting drink after drink, only because they came from Joohyun’s hand. The two ended up throwing back shots until they found themselves stumbling through their front door hours after midnight, clumsily undressing each other until they’re left in their underwear, with Joohyun drunkenly throwing on a loose pajama top and calling it a night.

Soft breathing fills Yerim’s ears, making the struggle to conceal the tent in her shorts from watching Joohyun’s unconscious form even harder. Heavy intoxication has a… persistent effect on her.

Ah, fuck it.

She crawls onto the foot of the mattress, starting slow— by her standards. Every time is special, even if Joohyun is barely going to remember anything in the morning. She keeps this in mind as she kisses down her neck, down the creamsicle slope of her shoulder, savouring the sight of her sleeping girlfriend who’s now beginning to stir lightly.

On her stomach, Joohyun squirms comfortably into the jersey bed sheets when Yerim comes to press her weight on her back. The younger girl is such a gentle lover, always answering any weak little protests that leave sleep-ridden lips, any slurred questions or any muffled confusion with a ginger kiss and a “shh, unnie, be a good girl for me.”

At some point Joohyun tries to pull away when the stimulation gets too much. Small hands delicately fist into the cool material, the older woman writhing weakly, clouded with the urge to close her eyes and drift off but unable to. Because of the reluctantly growing ache between her thighs, because Yerim won’t let her. The younger girl has propped herself up on her elbows, strong forearms caging in on either side of Joohyun’s upper body, giving her nowhere to go.

The latter involuntarily whines when a nose nudges into the nape of her neck and takes a deep breath. “Go back to sleep, Hyunnie,” she whispers, breath fanning over the shell of a scarlet ear.

To her surprise, Joohyun nods, rather pathetically actually, and Yerim sees her visibly relax. The relief is short-lived, however, when the thin material of the t-shirt she’s sleeping in is lifted and folded up to expose more skin.

No, wait. Not now, she’s really— “sleepy, Yerimie, please… unnie’s tired…” Not to mention, still sore from last night.

But she hasn’t mumbled ‘no’, so nothing is going to stop. Even if her body and mind aren’t working in tandem, her dear, sweet Yerim will fix that for her. She clamps her fingers down on her lover’s neck and just like a little kitten getting picked up by its scruff, Joohyun just goes limp.

“That’s a good girl, baby. You don’t resist me.”

The praise has Joohyun’s heart inexplicably thrilled into a staccato. Unable to see the way Yerim sports a victorious smirk above her, she only sighs when the pressure on the back of her right thigh eases, the tightening feeling replaced by fingers stroking the mottled lilac they created on porcelain skin.

Yerim lets out a low chuckle when she tugs the crotch of Joohyun’s panties to the side, lithe fingers dragging over her moistening slit. The woman under her holds back an instinctual whimper as two fingers slip in, coaxing more slick out of her. Her eyes screw shut, trying to block it out, but it does nothing to blanket the sickening pleasure of being manhandled— taken advantage of— while she’s barely conscious to fight it.

Fight it. Right. Is she doing a good job? Struggling so weakly, begging her girlfriend in broken little whimpers while her hips push back against the rhythmic pumping into her dripping heat. It’s beginning to look like she’s fighting her own instincts harder than she’s fighting Yerim.

And the latter can tell. She always can. “Shh, you’re doing so well,” she coos, deftly reaching into her underwear to free her own arousal, hard and bobbing gently in the cool air, twitching with anticipation to sink into something warm and unresisting. “I’m going to make you feel really good now, Hyunnie. Do you want that?”

Joohyun barely manages an affirmative before the head of Yerim’s cock is stroking over her folds, rubbing up and down. A breath clogs in her throat when something bigger than fingers sink into her fully, triggering her own hips to roll back, mindlessly seeking more. Her thrusts are deliciously oppressive, and Joohyun is all too quick in shifting her weight so Yerim can slip a hand under her to draw tight little circles into her swollen bud while she fucks her.

The soft grunts Joohyun hears above her tells her she’s giving her Yerimie everything she wants, but she’s too focused on her own inevitable climax, pawing uselessly at the sheets and wrinkling the fabric. Finally, her spine arches back to drive more of Yerim into her as she cums, drowsy whines filling the room.

“Gosh, Hyun, you’re amazing.” The clench of Joohyun’s walls around her cock has Yerim catching her bottom lip between her teeth. It’s almost enough to make her cum, too. Almost.

It’s adorable how sensitive Joohyun is when she’s sleepy, how fast she is to hit her peak, how thrillingly easy it is to overstimulate her. And perhaps her favourite part about doing her this way is watching the conscious dread flood into those eyes when she realises it’s far from over.

#red velvet #yerene #g!p yeri #baby somnophilia #like baby asprin #cock is such a nice word actually.#super tame.#i will exploit the crap out of it.#lynenspray gp inspired.#can you tell????#can't believe smut happened.#we all wonder who requested this #yerim's stamina has to by lynenspray approved.

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