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minjiarchive · 3 months
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you don't own me (but i'll fill you up) | g!p jiu x fem!reader
requested/suggested: i probably almost came writing this i meant what no!
warnings / smut, some mommy kink, breeding
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Minji claws at your back, making your eyes water from the sweet pain. You grip the sheets harder, testing how strong you are. You were grateful that she didn't have you on all fours. Your whole body was weak and fragile from the amount of orgasms she pulled from you, but you weren't going to mention it. If you brought it up, she might take that upon her use to fuck you doggy style.
“You'll let me use you whenever I want, right?” She asks, only looking for the one answer she'll be satisfied with, yes.
Your mind was jumbled up and too caught up in the moment. It's as if she fucked your brain too, clouded with nothing but Minji. This was no excuse to her though. When you took too long to respond, Minji tugged at your hair, straining your limits even more.
“Don't make mommy repeat herself now.” She growled, her voice low and stern.
Minji stops fucking you for a second. It's understandable, she wants an answer, and she's demanding for only one response. But her not thrusting her length into you feels like your world has stopped, so you whimper,
“Y-Yes, mommy. You can use me all you want, I'm sorry.”
She smiles but she isn't satisfied yet, she wants to see how ruined she made you. Words don't prove it enough, your actions do, your face does.
Minji flipped you over, your back against the warm mattress. You faced Minji now, the stimulation ten- times more unbearable for you to take. Looking directly at the woman who's been destroying you for the past hour isn't as easy as it seems.
“That's it, my good girl.”
The single praise could've made you cum but you couldn't tell when she started thrusting inside of you again. Minji throws her head back, revealing her marked-up neck with beads of sweat rolling down at the side. She had you at her mercy (and so wet).
With every move she makes, your release starts catching up to you soon and along with that, your thoughts grow louder. You wouldn't be able to connect two dots in your mind but you had enough sense to know what you wanted, you want her to-
Cum inside. Please Minji.
“Tell me what you want right now,” Minji asks, edging herself by slowly slipping her length out of you. She's shaking and moaning as her release lingers still.
You were taken aback by her ask but you certainly weren't complaining. It's like she read your mind at the most convenient time, maybe it is the right time to tell her what you want.
“Time is ticking, princess...”
“I want you to cum inside of me,” you choke out.
“Please?”
Your own words have you fluttering around nothing but emptiness. It took you too much courage to not beg for her to cum inside tonight. You'd do anything to know how it'd feel to be dripping with your own girlfriend's cum.
You were too deep in your imagination that you didn't realize she was already aligning herself cock with your entrance.
No, it wasn't your imagination, she was really going to do it.
“Let me make it real then.”'
Minji flips you over on your stomach again, fucking you loose to grant your dirty wish. She didn't hesitate once at your words, did she always want you to ask for this?
It doesn't take long for your high to overtake you. Your cries got louder and you didn't even try to push her away, you asked for it, and you'll take it. Minji fucked every energy out of your body to do anything but cry.
“I'll fill my pretty girl up so well,” Minji pants, her breathing getting heavier as the sound of her cock hits your skin, “I want to see it drip from you.”
You're both lost in each other's words.
You looked back to get one more glimpse of Minji, her eyebrows are knitted together with her mouth wide open,
Fuck I'm gonna-
“Minji...”
“I'm going to cum, baby,” she warns and with a few small thrusts, she finally comes undone.
Your body is worn out and used to the limit but you pull yourself together to feel her pump her load inside of you. She's hot against you, her body tense and limp as she's clinging onto you. Minji stays inside you for longer, making sure that you'll be waking up leaking with her cum.
I granted your wish, didn't I?
Minji still has a bit more energy to move her body, not completely drained unlike you who still trembled underneath her. She gets up to stand straight again, slurring a few 'Are you okay?' and 'I'm not going anywhere' to reassure you. Minji gives, but Minji cares.
She decides to finally pull out to see the mess she created while strings of her cum clung onto her tip, dick still hard and pulsing.
Her release painted your ass so well, complimenting the red handprints on your cheeks.
“Ass up, pretty girl,” she commands, tapping your side as you weakly tried to lift your bottom up.
Good girl.
“Look how well I fucked you,” pushing down on your ass as her load drips from your hole, “how about I fill up all your holes next time?”
Minji only wanting one answer, yes please.
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panda-writes-kpop · 1 month
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Demon! Dreamcatcher - Giving You A Helping Hand
a/n: i wrote this to help me with my dami b-day fic... so spoilers for that, perhaps? (this has nothing to do with the fic, i just had brain rot from my own idea... and wrote this instead of the fic 🤦‍♀️) I'll get back to requests and that fic eventually, I hope. 🫠
tw: lots of blood and gore for headcannons, demon eats human, the same human gets brutally murdered again and again, my opinions about what sin each girl represents, someone spits on a dead body, lots of death, DC are murder wives (literally)
♡ Masterlist ♡
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Prompt - okay, this was pathetic. You couldn't even fight off one person who sent a right hook into your jaw. You didn't want to call her since she'll probably kill the person in front of you, but they started it by pulling out a switchblade.
Yeah, pleasantries went out the door a long time ago. Fuck, this was a bad idea.
Yet you still summon your girlfriend to your side.
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• Your girlfriend didn't have the most elegant summoning pose - she was in the middle of biting an invisible dish.
JiU - Demon of Gluttony
• Annoyed, she turns to you before smiling and going to greet you...
• -before she notices the small cut on your face.
• Her head snaps to the other direction, noticing the other person who looks terrified at Minji's sudden change in demeanor.
• "I've always wondered what human meat tastes like."
• She lunges and tackles the person to the ground, and you close your eyes as blood and guts fly everywhere
• Not a bit of human flesh lands on you before Minji calls your name.
• You open your eyes to see her wiping her face of blood (as if her clothes and hands aren't soaked in the color red).
SuA - Demon of Pride
• "C'mon, my dear, I've still got leftovers back in hell. Shall we enjoy them together?"
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• She's happy you called her - why wouldn't you call the best demon girlfriend to assist you?
• Oh, someone's bothering you? SuA simply opens a portal to hell behind the person and nonchalantly flings them into the portal.
• "Don't worry, babe, I won't touch them. Cerberus will tear them to pieces. :)"
• You forget how terrifying (and hot) she is at times.
• SuA, without dropping her smile, approaches you and gently places her hand on your cheek.
• With a bit of mischievous demon magic, the cut on your face is healed without a scar to be seen.
• She grabs your hand and drags you to a nearby bar.
Siyeon - Demon of Lust
• "Let's go have fun and forget about that miserable person, baby. Doesn't that sound like a much better way to end the night?"
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• Your girlfriend drips charisma as she appears in a brilliant display of pink smoke.
• Her eyes glance between the two of you as a wicked smile appears on her face.
• "Well, what do we have here?"
• Siyeon corners your opponent and pins them to a wall with one of her hands as the other strokes their face.
• "You're going to regret ever touching them, you wretched little thing." Her voice drips venom as your attacker's face changes from pleasure to fear.
• The darkness of the night hides the gorey scene as Siyeon, in a brutal display of power, rips every body part from the other person.
• Once she's done, with a snap of her fingers, the blood on her, the ground, and the cut on your face are completely gone.
Handong - Demon of Wrath
• "Now we can enjoy the night together without any disturbances, right?"
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• There's no warning after you summon Handong. She simply goes into attack mode after spotting the other person.
• They scream in terror and pain, but she simply scoffs at them
• "Should've thought about that before you punched them, huh?"
• Of course she knows about that, your girlfriend knows about every time someone wrongs you so she can correct things in your favor.
• With nothing but her hands, she's literally ripped them to shreds in what must be a world record.
• "Didn't even put up a fight." She rolls her eyes before landing another punch to their body. "Tsk, what a shame."
• You're the one who has to pull her off of them, with a gentle reminder that the other person was dead a long time ago.
• "I want to make sure that there's no chance that resurrection can happen, my dear." She hisses before spitting on the body.
Yoohyeon - Demon of Greed
• She's not always like this, you swear.
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• "Hey, I was busy planning another bank robbery that would be totally foolproof! What are you-"
• She pauses as she looks at you and then the other person.
• "Well, you'll work as bait for Cerberus so SuA doesn't interfere in my plans."
• She snaps her fingers and the other person disappears, but you swear you can hear them scream in the background as you talk to Yooh.
• "They'll have a quick death, I promise!" She squeezes your hands as you nod and agree.
• In her hand, she offers you a bandaid. When you go to grab it, however, she snatches the bandaid away from your grasp.
• "Let me do it, babe!" She whines before opening up the bandaid. "It's the least I can do."
Dami - Demon of Envy
• She's awfully cute for a terrifying, murderous demon.
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• She has a less flashier entrance than the other demons, and a less visible response to the other person.
• Her way of handling things is much less brutal. She simply places both of her hands on the person before gently pushing them against the wall.
• Their eye color changes to orange before running off while muttering on about coveting things or people (you can't really tell).
• Dami's attention turns to you as she wipes away any bruises, marks, or blood with the touch of her hand.
• "Are you alright, my dear?"
• Once you've fully reassure her that you're okay, you ask her why she didn't murder the other person in front of you.
• "I know that violence will scare you away, and that's the last thing I want. You shouldn’t be scared of me, darling."
Gahyeon - Demon of Sloth
• For someone who was created to be an incarnate version of envy, she sure doesn't show it off a lot.
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• You've summoned her to you, but she's sleeping while standing up.
• So much for getting help from the demon representing sloth. You should probably know better at this point.
• When your attacker tries to approach you with the knife, Gahyeon holds out her arm and catches the other person's arm.
• She then proceeded to harshly throw them into a wall, giving them a quick death with a lot of head trauma.
• Without waking up, she sleep walks over to you. (How does she not fall over her own feet?)
• "There's something on your cheek." She mumbles in her sleep as you touch your face. "You should fix that."
• Thanks, Gahyeon, that's really helpful.
• "I'm going back to bed and I need a pillow." She says before pulling you into her arms. "You're coming with me."
• You can't break out of her grasp as she sinks into the ground, but you give up and accept your fate. That's simply how your girlfriend is.
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insomniakisses · 1 year
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Being the omega
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General hcs;
- PROTECTIVE GFS
- anyone other alpha gets bear you without concent then its a problem.
- the unnies will have to be held back because otherwise there is BLOOD
- Handong and Yoohyeon aren’t much better their faces all scrunched up and arms around you
- gahyeonie is most likely to either pass a rude comment or practically make out with u infront of them.
- for the rest of the day you have to be next to them or one one if their laps
- practice always becomes ways to tease eachother
- jiu in grey sweatpants
- they love seeing you in their clothes because <3333
- u look adorable in them and u smell like your alphas
- CUDDLE PILES!!
- your all just piled on top of eachother watching movies or talking
- forehead kisses, cheek kisses and neck kisses 24/7
- alot of scent marking
- so alot one one or all of them just nuzzling into your neck and kissing your wrists
- the best babies is your sick <3
- make u soup, buy nesting supplies, warm hugs and kisses
- Siyeon will carry you everywhere
- if your ever sleepy from practice then piggie backs from any of them 🥺
- baths and showers together <3
- washing damis hair makes her relax so much
- handong and dami read to you if you cant sleep
- if not reading then they (the others too) will sing you to sleep
- just depends on whose bed ur in for the night
- sometimes they get a bit much and u just want your own space so they have a room thats like ur den
- has ur nest in and all ur essentials for relaxation
- when u first went in there the girls were kinda pouty and missed ur attention
- Gahyeon, Yoohyeon and Siyeon alot like lost puppies looking at the door to see if you’d come out
- when u finally did they practically jumped on u
- eventually get used to u needing space
- 7 alphas who all want ur attention 24/7 is alot.
Your heat
- they have when it should arrive on there phone calander
- prefer u dont use suppressants because of the effects they can cause
- but if u do then it is ur choice
- sometimes u have to for tours and there not all that happy especially if there put on rut blockers
- you spend ur head with whoever u want
- its 100% up to you
- alot of the time you change alpha per day because they get horny n jealous
- when u enter preheat sua will eat you out practically all day, saving her cock for your actual heat
- after heats and during cool down periods they make sure you eat and drink enough and have all the cuddles possible!!!
Jiu
- gets quite aggressive and possessive when her rut hits
- yall know when shes nearing a rut cause things annoy her alot more and her dick is pretty much always slightly hard
- pressed her face to your neck ALOT
- When her rut actually hits she goes straight to you
- her scent so strong that your practically beggin for her
- likes to slowly intensify her pheromone release to work you up
- her cock is massive so you have to be really wet and completely take her
- she only fuck you to the base of her cock
- cant handle it if she cant fit
- partially fear of hurting you
- but also because she thinks its a waste not to have her whole cock in you
- when she knots you she grunts so load as it slips in and pulsates within you
- her cum feels heavy even though its pretty runny
- makes you feel so full
- her cock definitely makes your tummy bulge and when she cums that bulge increases
- while shes coming and her knots at full capacity in you, she likes to grind and shallowly thrust into you.
- the wet tight feeling makes her head spin in addition to the whimpers u make
- her moaning is deep and loud
- shes rough tbh.
- takes you from behind.
- wraps her arms or big hands around your neck and pound into you hard and fast
- lowkey has a size kink 👀
- her balls slap against you and she just grunts and thrust faster watching you fall apart on her cock over and over
- leaves marks on your neck, jaw, shoulders
- anywhere she can reach
- her rut is typically a 3-4 day event
- so prepare for the brutal events of those days and then the soft aftercare after that
- kisses, cuddles, baths everything u want u get.
Sua
- BREEDING KINK
- LOVES eating u out
- if ur not in heat then she cums deep in both your holes before eating every last drop out
- she loves how u taste
- thinks she tastes fucking delicious
- so why wouldnt she
- she fucks you in missionary and will pin you to the bed with her body
- her legs preventing yours from closing
- if your in heat then she just fucks and cums fucks and cums
- u two dont leave until the two of you are sated and shes fully bred u
- her balls arent all that big same with her not
- her cocks sort of an average size but throbs ALOT
- she can get LOUD
- bites your neck
- marks you alot and tbh has a little thing for seeing you cry from overstimulation
- her ruts only last like 2 days tho
Siyeon
- shes bigger than average
- fucks hard and fast when shes really worked up
- BREEDING KINK
- I feel like siyeon has a tattoo on her hip
- if ur sucking her off and giving it little kisses, they way shed look n smile at u-
- It’s a little heart in your favorite color
- Kiss her tatoos please she goes soft 🥺
- i feel like ya know how some ppl have like thing like saying a safe word or double tapping their arm? All you have to do is stroke or kiss it and she will slow right down and ask if ur okay.
- Ofc if u outright say it hurts or to stop in a tone on pain, seriousness or urgency she will stop anyway
- just because she this big bad girlfriend doesn’t mean that she doesn’t love or want you safe because you’re safety is her main priority
- also feel like she doesnt really like seeing u cry during sex, even if its from pleasure she panics and is like “omg are u okay!? Does it hurt!? Too much!?”
- Might stop alltogether if u cry from her going rough, guilty even if u say ur okay
- like one time when you asked her to hit your ass harder she accidentally hit you too hard and you started crying
- And she immediately went soft
- No because she was so hesitant to do it but u asked so desperately that she did but the minute you cry and say it was too hard or it hurts her heart stops and she hold you close.
- If you want to stop the she will but if u want her to slow down and go soft the shell lay you down sort of in a spooning position and softly thrust. Giving you kisses and rubbing your hip or leg 🥺
- And then when you guys are done she brings you ice cream in bed
- Icecream, movies, kisses and cuddles
- Just a soft soft siyeon
- her ruts are between 2-3 days
Handong
- small cock, a little under average and it curves to the left slightly
- she likes to use your throat as her own personal cocksleve
- cumming deep in your throat is her fav thing
- holds you down on her cock and pinches ur nose to stop u breathing if u act up
- enjoys chocking and squeezing your throat
- especially while ur deepthroating her
- during the break of filming the office ep of dreamcatcher mind she made you suck her off under the table
- the other girls were so turned on that when they were leaving yoohyeon fucked you against the desk as u two were the very last to leave.
- shes a dom but that doesnt mean shes not gonna dress up in pretty lingerie and show her cock off for you.
- fucks you desperatly
- her pretty cock oozes such warm and runny come that it drips out of you
- buys a plug to stop that happening.
- her rut is about 4 days
Yoohyeon
- big cock
- few inches smaller than jiu but way thicker
- splits you open
- fucks you deep into the bed as she empties her balls again and again into ur cunt
- also has a breeding and choking kink
- she moans and whines alot
- Semi public sex is a turn on
- makes u ride her thigh
- marks u up
- leaves hand prints on ur ass
- spits on your cunt before fucking you
- cock throbbing in you while she cums and circles ur clit through your orgasm
- knots for a LONG time
- 45 mins is the average you can be there for almost an hour n a half
- she has big balls full of cum
- saves orgasms up for her rut
- brutal with great aftercare
- fingers one hole while fucking the other
- likes 69
- squirt on her face pls
- rut is about 3 days for her then she sleeps for a week 😂
Dami
- her dick is the smallest but god is it the thickest
- her knot too
- massive, heavy balls filled with thick cum
- knots your ass and pulls out fast before slowly easing it back in
- gaping u is something she lives for
- often leaves both holes gaping and full if thick cum
- pretty silent during sex
- will curse and moan under her breath
- DIRTY TALK
- ears go red when she orgasms
- nuzzles her head into ur neck
- worn out giggles after sex
- takes u for a bath and fuck u again
- fucks ur thighs to cum all over you
- likes to taste herself on your lips after a bj
- fists her cock until orgasm before cumming all over your ass or shooting her load into your ass while you spread your cheeks
- might work up to fisting your ass-
- very very freaky
- LOVES MUTUAL MASTERBATION
- likes making u squirt
- rut lasts like 4 days
Gahyeon
- totally needy during her rut. Pretty cock all hard and she’ll whine or groan as she waits for ur help. She doesnt seem the need to want to go to u so ud have to find her. Definitely likes being ridden when she’s like that. 😳😳☺️
- I feel like her weakness is you sucking her off, has such a thing for being punished by over stim or edging.
- shes so sore and eager from being in rut that not letting her cum can make her shout and try to top u.
- Shes bratty af so is punished quite alot
- Sucking her tip only when giving her a bj makes her so bratty cause your not taking her full length
- gets annoyed and pushes you down on her cock once
- My god did she regret it as soon as you looked at her
- You edged her for hours before then over stimulating her precious cock.
- Her cock all red, covered in cum and throbbing afterwards
- She was falling asleep so you had to clean her up and fight off her cuddles till after.
- She totally TOTALLY becomes attached to you like a koala after sex.
- Pouty, whiney baby
- her cock is so pretty and she tends to always have a red tip
- she has the cutest cock and when she get desperate to cum then the tip 100 percent gets a little more red. Also the faces she makes during sex-
- LOUD MOANS
- you top.
- her rut is about 5 days
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shuhwaa · 11 months
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Jiu | First time tying you to the bed [M]
First Times Event Dreamcatcher Jiu x fem!reader words: ~1.5k genre: smut (dom!Jiu, oral & fingering (reader receiving), reader is tied to the bed, begging, some teasing & praise) warnings: none
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The sounds of small moans and heavy breathing fill the room. Your girlfriend lying on top of you, your arms wrapped around her delicate body. Skin on skin, lips are incessantly brushing against the others’, connected in an open mouthed kiss and only parting for hushed "I love you"s. You feel that you're beginning to lose yourself in Minji's touch, when she suddenly sits up and you gasp at the cool air grazing your chest.
"Y/N," she calls out your name. "I wanna try something." She lets her palms wander up your body and you sigh at her warm touch, and then she drags a single fingertip back down through the valley of your breasts and the middle of your stomach. There's mischief in her eyes as her gaze follows her own movement, lips slightly parted as she marvels at the sight in front of her.
"What is it?" you ask, your voice soft and quiet.
"Well..." Her hands reach for your wrists now, bringing them up and pinning them to the bed right beside your head. "You like that, right? When I pin you down like that."
"Y-yeah," you say, excitement rushing through your veins as her grip on your wrists tightens.
"Then what if it wasn't my hands holding you in place?" You raise your eyebrows and she elaborates, "What if you're tied to the bed while I have my way with you?" You sharply suck in a breath at her words, pressing your thighs together as you feel heat rushing to your core. You like the idea, and so you nod. She reaches over to open the top drawer of her bedside table, retrieving two silky pieces of cloth that she must've stored in there for exactly this purpose, and then she brings your hands all the way up above your head, tying them to the bedframe.
"Is that good, my love?" she asks as she caresses your cheek with the back of her hand. You give her another nod, and she adds, "Not too tight?"
"No," you respond, smiling at her briefly, before the arousal takes over again. Minji's expression softens, but at the same time her pupils have grown dark, and when she lets her fingers dance down your throat you throw your head back. A moan escapes you, and a moment later she already has her face buried in the crook of your neck. With her hands exploring your body, she begins to press lingering kisses to your sensitive skin, sometimes even letting her teeth graze your neck.
"Babe..." you sigh, getting lost in the sensation. You instinctively attempt to throw your arms around her, but when you find yourself trapped, wrists only moving away from the bedframe minimally, you whine. You feel much more vulnerable like this, but it definitely turns you on more than you would've expected.
"What? Already getting frustrated?" Minji teases you as she lets her lips travel further south. She nips at the tender flesh on your chest while she reaches down between your bodies to place her hand on your inner thigh. Your girlfriend moans at the way you whimper when she lets her fingers travel almost all the way up to where you need her the most, only to drag them back down again, and when her lips wrap around your nipple for her to suck on it, you can't but pull at the restraints that have you tied to the bed. 
"Fuck..." Eventually, you can't bite back the curses anymore, and you hear your girlfriend chuckle in response.
"You're so cute like this... you feeling alright?" she asks, lifting her head for a moment to check in with you.
"Yeah..." you assure as your voice shakes with anticipation. "Please don't stop..." There is a wicked grin on her lips now, and she comes back up to share another deep kiss with you.
"I won't," she whispers against your mouth. "But you might have to beg for it." As you bite your lower lip, she kisses her way back down, past your breasts and across your stomach. When she reaches your hips, leaving little bites on the skin, you once again feel the overwhelming need to throw your hands in her hair. But you can't, and so you flex your arms and you arch your back, hearing her chuckle at your reaction. "So cute..." she mutters, using her hands to keep your hips in place. Her lips travel down to your inner thighs. She lifts your leg up onto her shoulders, and when she starts nipping at the skin not too far away from your core, you clench around nothing and you let out an impatient whine.
"Please..." you mumble. "Baby... please touch me..."
"That's what I want to hear," she praises you. "But can you get louder for me?"
"P-please!" you repeat, crying out while you clench your hands into fists. 
"My love... so cute when you're begging for me like this..." Spreading apart your folds with her fingers, she leans in to let her tongue get a taste of you. It's merely the tip that she's dragging up from your entrance to your clit, but it makes a shiver run down your spine nonetheless. 
"Minji..." you whine her name and she hums in response. "M-more, please..."
"More?" she repeats teasingly. "Like that?" She licks up another stripe, then she throws you a smirk and goes back to kissing the skin on your inner thigh. You throw your head back, tearing at the restraints around your wrists, before crying out.
"Please!" you find yourself begging. 
"What do you want?" she asks. "You have to tell me what it is exactly, or I won't know." Your frustration only grows at her words, but at the same time her teasing just makes you want to submit to her more and do everything she asks of you just to earn yourself one more touch.
"W-want you to touch... my pussy... please," you plead.
"Such a good girl," she praises you, before rubbing her fingertips up and down your folds. The relief doesn't last for long as she's dragging them up and down awfully slowly, and soon you begin to whine again.
"M-more, please... Minji..." 
"Like that?" She slips inside two fingers with ease and you moan at finally feeling her inside you. However, she pulls them out again unhurriedly, only to push them back in at the same pace.
"Shit, please!" you curse. "Need you... need you so bad!"
"Do you?" she retorts. "Then let me get a proper taste..." You whimper when you feel her pressing the tip of her tongue against your clit, and your head begins to spin when she starts drawing shapes on it. You feel like you could cum on the spot, if only she moved her fingers a little faster.
"More, faster... babe, please...!" You don't hold back anymore, at this point you just want her to get you off, and the humiliation that comes with having to beg for it so much just turns you on more. She hums at your words but doesn't change anything about her movements, leading you to think she wants to hear more. "Please... I'll be a good girl for you so please... wanna cum so badly...!" 
"You're so sexy when you beg like that," she says. "Then be good  and beg some more for me, yeah?" She picks up in speed gradually, curling her fingers inside of you to hit that sweet spot deep down and you can't stop yourself from bucking your hips right into her touch.
"Babe... f-feels so good... let me cum please. Please, I'll be a good girl so let me cum on your fingers..." You say whatever comes to mind as she's continuously driving you crazy more and more, and you tear at the cloth keeping you in place when you feel your high fast approaching. "Minji, please... please just let me cum... let me cum for you... I'll be a g-good girl, so... p-please!" You begin to stutter and repeat yourself as your orgasm keeps building up. And then finally, your release washes over you, and you keep moaning your girlfriend's name as she helps you ride out your orgasm. 
The first thing she does is free you from your restraints. Then she sits next to you, letting you rest your head in her lap as she caresses you. Little touches all over your skin calm you down, and you eventually end up closing your eyes, feeling safe with her.
"How was that, love?" she asks, and when you look up at her, you find a kind expression on her face as she watches you.
"Amazing," you whisper with a smile.
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let-them-read-fics · 11 months
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Dreamcatcher Reaction To Having A Really Affectionate S/O
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Pairing: Dreamcatcher x GN!Reader
Requested By Anon: "hii can i request dreamcatcher reacting to having a really affectionate s/o (their love language is physical touch)?"
A/N: Hello hello, my lovely readers! I'm back again with some Dreamcatcher fluff, just for you. I hope you like all of these! Don't forget to like, comment, and reblog; it keeps me motivated :)
Info: Each member has a reaction, a story snippet / oneshot, and their love languages ranked. It's loooong, so enjoy!
Jiu
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Adores it. She’s mentioned before that she feels the safest when she’s in your arms, so it’s really a no-brainer that she’s happiest whenever you’re loving on her
Just as much as she loves to take care of you and the girls, she secretly loves to get taken care of, too
Especially by you
You just know all the right ways to hold her and help her relax. Your back rubs are elite, according to her. She lowkey thinks you were a professional masseuse in your past life
You’re her personal heater
And pillow
On particularly rough days, she’ll just fall into your waiting arms and let you work your magic. She vents about her stressors, gradually releasing all of the pent-up tension that she’d been unable to get rid of on her own, until her complaints eventually subside and dissolve into quiet, sulky mumbles as she teeters on the edge of sleep
When you see her so cuddly and relaxed like that, you just…*heart clutch*
Likewise, Jiu regards you with those exact same, astronomically high levels of adoration
You’re literally the most precious and pure thing in the world to her. When you peer up at her with those bright eyes of yours, so starry and full of love for her, she always ends up blushing. She wants to protect you and your cuteness from the world
“My sweet Y/N… what did I ever do to deserve you?”
Without even trying, the two of you naturally gravitate towards one another whenever you’re together. You never have to ask for her attention or affection because she gives it just as readily as you do
When you’re out in public, she never lets you stray too far from her. Both because she’ll inevitably be holding some article of clothing up to you to see if it would fit, or pointing some piece of nature out to you, or discussing what you should grab for lunch….and also because she just wants you nearby. 
Though she doesn’t mind admiring the view she gets when you walk away, too ;)
She loves to play with your hands while you cuddle, and she also loves when you put your head in her lap
She sings to you
Whenever her schedule gets busy or the girls go on tour, she leaves some of her hoodies behind for you and makes sure to spray her perfume on them. She also presets a weekly reminder in your phone to display a sweet message for you, aware that you’ll be missing her a lot. She programs it to sound off around the time you typically wake up in the mornings because she wants it to be the first thing you see. If she can’t be there with you physically, she’ll gladly do that to make up for it
Video calls whenever you’re apart. She doesn’t feel fully at ease unless she knows you’re safe and happy
Seeing you never fails to brighten her day
Overall just a total ball of sunshine who is super super soft for you 
Story Snippet
7:32 PM 
About an hour and a half had passed since your last check-in on her, and you decided it was time to peek in again. 
Quietly, so as to not disturb the rare bout of calmness that had befallen the dorm, you approached her bedroom door and turned the knob, opening it gently. A sliver of light from the hall rushed in, cutting through the relative dark. 
Her bedside lamp was still on – dimmed to the lowest setting, just like you left it before. The bottle of water on her nightstand was a little closer to being empty than you remember, and the headache pills you had set out were gone. 
Your eyes tracked over to her soft form on the bed, finding her tucked in but awake. A sleepy, exhausted smile showed on her face when she realized it was you at the door, just barely visible in the low light. Like always, though, it had a way of shining and brightening up everything around her. 
Even when she was feeling under the weather, she couldn’t help but be radiant.
“Hi, baby,” her gentle voice greeted, sounding a bit strained.
The overexertion that she'd subjected herself to over the past few days was rearing its ugly head. 
“Hi, my love.” You smiled pitifully, stepping inside. You shut the door behind yourself and approached the bed, standing at the foot of it. “How are you feeling now?”
“Drained,” she admitted. “I’m still tired; I haven’t been able to wind down.” 
You nodded. “You’ve worked hard this week, so that makes sense. Can I get you anything to help?”
“Yeah, actually.” She pepped up the slightest bit. 
“Name it and it’s yours.”
A grin pulled at her lips of the irony of that. 
“You,” she answered. “Come here, I want to hold you.”
She opened the fluffy covers and waved you in, patting the space next to her. The smile on your face widened shyly at that, but you didn’t hesitate to do as she asked. You climbed in and settled close to her, letting her arms wind around you in the special way they always do.
Her lips pressed to yours, once… twice… three times, before she regained control of herself and opted to keep things PG. It was a bit difficult, with how soft and warm you were, sliding up against her and oh so tempting, but her better judgment managed to prevail in the end.
“I’ve been worried about you today,” you confessed, the words slightly mumbled as your cheek pressed to her chest, “...and I’ve missed you.” 
You pouted, and she could feel it. Though she couldn’t see it, she knew it looked adorable.
“I’ve missed you, too, baby,” she chuckled quietly, easing your worries a little in the process. “The bed feels so empty without you in it… I think that’s why I haven't been able to rest very well.”
You melted at her words, feeling so loved. How did she always manage to do that so easily?
“You mean it?”
She nodded, running one of her hands down your back as she scooted a little closer to you. “Absolutely, I do. So you’re not allowed to leave, okay? No slipping away.”
“Okay. I promise,” you assured her. 
You smiled when she released a sigh and relaxed into you, letting herself succumb to the exhaustion she felt. She knew you’d keep an eye on her – that she was safe and cared for – and that seemed to be the missing puzzle piece for her.
After just a couple of minutes of being in your presence, she was finally able to fully wind down; you felt it in the way that her breathing evened out and the tension in her muscles dissipated. 
The throbbing of her head mellowed, no longer unbearable. You were comfortable and easy to melt into, serving as the perfect distraction from the pain. With every gentle kiss you pressed to her skin and every pass your fingers made through her hair, she took another step towards the edge of sleep. 
A little later, as you went to ask her if the pills had helped any, you were halted by the sound of her soft snores. They filled the air of the bedroom around you, making it impossible to hide your grin. 
So precious.
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Her “Giving” Love Languages Ranked:
1.) Physical Touch
2.) Quality Time
3.) Acts of Service
4.) Words of Affirmation
5.) Gifts
Honestly she's pretty much the human embodiment of all five of them put together. She will quite literally do anything to make you happy. Always, always, always watching out for you. 
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Sua
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LOVES IT, ARE YOU KIDDING??
She never gets tired of your touch, and she really enjoys being with someone as clingy as she is
When you both get excited about something, it gets so loud and wild
High pitched laughing, yelling, jumping around, squealing… the whole nine yards
On the rare occasion that she’s busy doing something and not actively seeking affection or already clinging to you, you’ll initiate things. It goes straight to her head and she doesn’t shut up about it for the rest of the day. Gloats and brags about how cute and cuddly you are for her
But it also tends to make her blushy and flustered, and you're the only person capable of doing that.
She says you’re the only one who really understands her and her ways of showing love
Although she hides it well, sometimes she’s afraid that she does too much and annoys other people with her affection. But you’re always there to reassure her of the opposite (because you’re just like her)
Squishes your cheeks a lot and gushes about how cute you are
She protects you and your cuteness with her life. 
If anyone ever brushes you off or rejects your affection, she'll sweep you up in her arms and hold you close while yelling at them for it
Sometimes she'll literally just lay on you. She's a firm believer that being "too close" is simply impossible
Plays with your hair when you're cuddling 
When you’re walking together she usually slips a hand into your back pocket and keeps it there because she loves your ass so much
She loves it when you show affection in public, whether that’s by holding her close, pressing sweet kisses to her lips, holding hands, etc. Knowing that you’re proud of your love for her and you aren’t afraid to own it or show it makes her happy
She also really enjoys it when you show her off
Play fighting is basically a daily occurrence for you. She chooses violence at least once a day
Despite the fact that she can be super aggressive and loud with her affection, she’s also equally as soft for you
Like when you’re all snuggled up in bed and waiting on her, she’ll just admire you from the doorway and smile to herself
Morning cuddles are a must for her. She never wants to get up when you’re at her side because you’re just so soft and warm and holding you is so comforting
She loves the way the two of you fit together
You’re her assistant chef whenever she cooks for everyone. She trusts you to try all of her creations and help her fix everything
That also definitely includes back hugs and a few kiss breaks because the sight of you in an apron drives her a little crazy
“Can you be on my menu tonight?” *wiggles eyebrows*
You’ve always made her feel safe, and she’s never afraid to be herself around you. You appreciate and accept all of her – every insecurity and perfect imperfection included
Story Snippet
The day’s taping of Show Champion was coming to an end as you snuck your way into the girls’ dressing room, aided by one of the backstage workers that was privy to your plans. She helped you hide within one of the closets and wished you luck before leaving just as inconspicuously as she had arrived.
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10 Minutes Later
You nearly cracked your head on the back wall when the seven of them burst into the room, loudly conversing and joking with one another. The stems of the flowers in your hand squeaked together quietly, almost as a silent plea for release as you unconsciously tightened your hold on them.
From what sliver of the room you could see through the doors, all of the girls still had wide smiles on their faces. They were exhausted, sure, but happy and content with how the evening was going. 
Well, all but one.
Garbled bits and pieces of their conversations made their way over to you as you watched Sua sit down at one of the mirrored stations, putting some distance between herself and the other girls. She took out her phone and began scrolling soon after, most likely as a means of distraction.
Your heart ached a little at the sight. You knew she was feeling down – the girls had told you as much, through texts – but seeing it happen right in front of you made it all the more real.
For the past week and a half, your busy schedules had combined to form the most awful amalgamation of missed opportunities; anytime one of you happened to be free, even for a short while, the other was booked for some important task that was incapable of being canceled or otherwise wormed out of. 
All of the girls had missed you, but Sua was the one most affected by your absence – and everyone knew it. 
Her spirits had been low, and her normal vibrancy was diminished; it was strange, frankly – a little dystopian – for her to be so unlike herself. The girls depended on her chaotic energy to keep things running smoothly; their dynamic was simply thrown off without it. 
But Sua couldn’t even find it in herself to bother entertaining their banter, let alone join in. She didn’t have it in her to keep up with them today. 
Although the sight of her so dejected was upsetting, it made a small smile show on your lips; you would be able to cheer her up in no time, and the 180 that she would undergo would undoubtedly make all of the waiting she’d done be worth it. 
You counted down silently, wanting to time your entrance perfectly.
3…2…1-
Just as your free hand went to push the door open and kick off your big reveal, your cell phone began to ring in your pocket. 
You faltered, fumbling quickly to retrieve it. Sua’s contact image shined brightly, cutting through the dark around you. 
The outside world went silent – everyone quickly hushing up at the sudden noise.
You shut your eyes in defeat, sliding up on the green button, while simultaneously opening the door with your foot. 
“Surprise.” You said into the phone, locking eyes with her from across the room. 
Silence prevailed… one beat, two…. Until the earlier chaos returned with even more spirit than before. 
Shouts of your name rang out from the girls, staccato and shocked as they attempted to figure out how you had managed to get there. Sua, on the other hand, didn’t bother with that; she ran up to you, her face lighting up like an eager child’s as you emerged from the closet and turned your phone off. You slipped the device into your pocket and extended the flowers to her.
“Hi, baby,” you grinned, “I finally convinced my boss to let me have a day off, and now I’m he—”
She cut you off at once, wrapping her arms around you at the speed of light and pulling you into the tightest hug you’d ever experienced. What remained of your explanation fizzled out in an instant, knocked from your lungs right along with all the air you had left. 
The bouquet fell from your hands when she picked you up and wiggled you around in the air. Your shoes slightly brushed the ground between sways, and you groaned.
“Can’t…breathe…” You struggled out, constricted as she squeezed the life out of you.
Her arms only further tightened around you in response, full of days and days worth of pent up affection with no other place to go.
“Unnie, let go!” Dami scolded, coming up to slap her shoulder. “Y/N/N isn't going anywhere.”
Mere seconds before you went fully limp in her arms, your assailant – AKA the love of your life – put you back down on your feet and took a small step back to look at you. 
Glorious, glorious air returned to your lungs in a rush, and you heaved for a brief moment or two. Once your vision returned and the floating spots that had been clouding it retreated, you blinked a few times and turned your attention to Sua. 
A cute pout rested on her lips. “I’m sorry, jagi,” she muttered, the words partially aegyo-fied, but the glint in her eye told you that she wasn’t all that sorry at all. “I’ve just missed you so much.”
Wordlessly, you pulled her in close and hugged her again. She could feel the happy upturn of your lips against her neck as you buried your face there, just as relieved as she was to be reunited. 
“I’ve missed you, too.” You whispered to her, pressing a kiss to her pulsepoint, and then her jaw, and finally her cheek. 
She blushed wildly, growing increasingly more red by the second; the girls noticed, and their exaggerated coos and whoops soon filled the dressing room. When she turned to glare at them, hoping to scare them into silence, she quickly discovered that her typical method of intimidation wasn’t going to work in bringing their teasing to an end this time.
In the name of retribution, she delivered a retaliatory shove to your shoulder instead.
“Yah! We’re finally back together and you have to go embarrassing me right off the bat?” She scolded, voice shrill. “Pabo–”
You placed your lips against hers swiftly, kissing away her anger before it could accrue anymore firepower. Your arms wrapped around her waist, tugging her flush against the front of your body. 
She still attempted to mumble an annoyed protest against your lips, but when you grinned and pinched her side, she gave in and melted into your embrace, scoffing quietly. 
Dami grimaced as she stood in front of the girls, witnessing you kiss again. Sua shamelessly pushed you up against the closet, acting as though they all weren’t a matter of steps away from the both of you.
The bouquet rested in Dami’s hands, courtesy of her earlier retrieval of it from the floor. 
“Should I…”
“Just leave it,” Yoohyeon answered abruptly, sharing a similar expression. 
Dami nodded and placed it down on the couch before they all backed away and made a bee-line out of the dressing room, pretending to gag.
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Her “Giving” Love Languages Ranked:
1.) Physical Touch
2.) Acts of Service
3.) Quality Time
4.) Words of Affirmation
5.) Gifts
Obviously, she’s first and foremost the best at demonstrating her love physically. Like the universal master of it. But aside from that, her strong suit is taking care of you. It comes naturally, and she can almost always be found doing something to make life that much easier on you. Cooking your favorite dishes when you’re hungry, nursing you back to health when you’re sick, being your shoulder to cry on, pulling your hair up when your hands are occupied, etc. 
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Siyeon
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Couldn’t be happier. She absolutely loooooves being close to you
She could cuddle you for hours on end
Maybe even forever 
She rubs your back when she's holding you, tracing mindless patterns against your skin. Having you close is so special to her
Sings to you, sometimes coming up with new material on the fly. You’re her muse, after all, so it’s easy with you around
When things get too hectic and hard for her to deal with, you’re always by her side in a heartbeat
You can read her like a book, and she’s so grateful for that
She thanks her lucky stars on the daily for the fact that she found you in this great big world
When you seek comfort from her and retreat into the safety of her arms, she gets so protective of you. You could simply be evading the wind on a chilly day and she’ll lowkey yell at it to leave you alone while she holds you against her. 
She bought you matching rings for your anniversary one year, and when she zones out she always has a habit of toying with yours and playing with your fingers. 
Sometimes you all even zone out together (#CoupleGoals)
She pinches your elbow and the back of your hands a lot
When you go full koala mode and just latch onto her and refuse to let go, she gets so happy. It makes her slow down and just revel in the simplicity of your touch, appreciating every second she gets to spend with you (because your schedules don’t always align, and sometimes it can be difficult to have free time like that)
You’re basically her stress reliever. When you’re holding her, nothing else matters
And once you start cuddling, don’t expect her to let you get away without a fight. If you say you want a snack, she’s not afraid to pick you up and carry you into the kitchen just so she can be with you that much longer
“Baby, I’m not gonna drop you. I promise. Have some faith in your wolfie.”
Like Sua, she enjoys PDA. Not anything extreme, of course, but she likes it when you let people know that she’s yours and you’re hers. It helps prevent her from getting jealous (which happens sometimes, but a kiss from you usually solves that)
She’s seriously down bad for you and whipped in a major way. A single touch is powerful enough to make her weak in the knees
Our wolfie is totally *heart eyes* for you
Story Snippet
Siyeon's legs intertwined with yours as you laid down on top of her, pressing her into the couch. She tugged you in, urging you ever-closer as her warm hands settled against your hips. Her thumbs rubbed circles there, soft through the material of your shirt.
The musky scent of her perfume wafted into the air with her movements; it comforted you, putting you even more at ease. Your brain had long ago associated and equated that smell with home.
She smiled brightly, peering up at you with her dark eyes as she giggled at some random joke you had just made. You always knew just what to say to make her laugh. 
"You're so beautiful, jagi," you praised, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. 
"You think so?" She played, batting her lashes.
"More than you'll ever know. I'm the luckiest person alive," you mused.
The blush on her cheeks spread, becoming more prominent as it flitted its way across the bridge of her nose. She turned her head slightly to the side, briefly glancing away; she felt small beneath your gaze. You always looked at her like she was the most valuable thing in the universe; it made her shy.
"You're such a smooth talker," she groaned. 
You chuckled and leaned down, kissing her cheek. Your lips trailed over to hers, ghosting softly across her flawless skin as they pressed a few stray kisses here and there along the way. 
Her eyes fluttered shut the moment your lips met, fitting together as if they were created for that sole purpose. The vanilla balm smoothed across hers was partially smudged and wiped off – a result of the earlier kisses you couldn’t refrain from stealing, when the two of you had first lost interest in the movie you were watching. Its flavor remained, though, just as enticing as always. 
Inconspicuously slipped beneath your shirt, her fingers curled slightly along the small of your back – where her hands had now come to settle. She drew you closer, comforted by the way you felt against her. Your subsequent hum of gratitude made her melt.
The pad of your thumb made a pass over her cheek, rubbing it gently as you deepened the kiss. It stole her breath away, but she used what little she had left to gasp lightly into your mouth. 
You smiled, unable to help yourself. 
Stomp, stomp, stomp
Heavy, authoritarian footfalls resounded in the hallway outside of the dorm's door, gaining your attention. You curiously raised your head, and Siyeon lifted her chin to peek back at it.
A mere second later, Sua came blasting in. 
"Yah! Y/N L/N!"
Shit.
"Yoohyeon told me everything," she said, striding into the middle of the room. Yoohyeon trailed after, staying at a distance as she shut the door behind herself. She was wincing, appearing to heavily regret her earlier slip up.
You raised up, pushing yourself off of Siyeon and up onto your knees. She propped herself up on an elbow, clearly intrigued and confused.
"How could you take my hoodie without telling me?" Sua shrieked, approaching you with her hands out. They gripped your collar, shaking with purpose. 
"A-ah," you laughed nervously, dryly, "I was going to ask first, but I was running late this morning and had to just throw something on. My things were in the wash." 
"What if something stained it? You know how much I love it." 
"I would've bought you another," you promised, voice slightly strained as she tightened her grip, thus preventing you from breathing normally.
"You can't just 'buy another'! That line is discontinued now!" 
"Nothing happened, though–" you sputtered. "You're worrying for nothing; I already put it back.”
Disbelief gleamed in Sua’s eyes, and when Siyeon caught a glimpse of it she sat up at once. 
She knew then that your demise was imminent.
“THAT’S NOT THE POINT!” Sua bellowed, yanking you around. As she prepared to shove you backwards onto the couch and pounce, Siyeon selflessly put herself in front of you. She held her arms out, blocking you from all of the unnie’s methods of attack.
“Save yourself, Y/N! I’ll hold her off!”
“No…” you said, voice dropping dramatically as your head vehemently swayed left to right.
Amidst a slew of shoves and jabs from Sua, she nodded sadly, remaining strong. “Just go,” she begged. 
Her soft cheek nuzzled against your palm as you reached forward to briefly cup it, sharing one final embrace. 
“Remember me.”
“Always,” you whispered, holding back a grin at how dramatic the two of you were being. 
Following a subtle signal from her, you stumbled off of the coach as she turned and tackled Sua away from you, landing on the opposite end of it. Your sock clad feet slipped and slid on the wood flooring, providing you no sense of control as you scrambled to escape with your life. 
When you careened into the hallway wall, you shot a look over your shoulder; it was a horrific mistake, however, as it only awarded you the image of Sua slapping her elbow and jumping into the air before landing on Siyeon with it. A loud groan resounded around the living room, followed by Yoohyeon’s fading plea of “Unnie, no!” as you snapped your head forward again and set your sights on Jiu’s door at the end of the hall. 
Your legs gave out from how quickly you attempted to kick off again, sending you to the floor. 
Sua chuckled from somewhere behind you, far enough away to not pose an immediate threat, but still far too close for comfort. You pushed yourself off of the ground and sped off again, using the walls to propel yourself forward even faster. 
The knob of Jiu’s door slid into your hand and twisted smoothly, pulling a sigh of relief from you – thank God it wasn’t locked. Without wasting time on knocking, you blasted in and slammed it behind yourself, void of any and all grace whatsoever. 
You heaved, pressing your back to it and reaching down to lock it just as Sua’s frame collided with its other side. She had nearly gotten you – you’d made it just in the nick of time.
Jiu perked up on her bed, eyebrows raised and eyes open wide. The glow of her phone screen cast across her face and chest.
“Sua.” You explained, without having to elaborate. Her name alone validated your behavior a million times over.
The shock on Jiu’s face dissipated at once, turning to understanding. 
“Sua,” she repeated, nodding.
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Her “Receiving” Love Languages Ranked:
1.) Quality Time
2.) Physical Touch 
3.) Words of Affirmation 
4.) Acts of Service
5.) Gifts
Our big bad wolfie might have a good poker face sometimes, but we all know she isn’t all that big or bad. She’s definitely a softie at heart and loves to hear every sweet thing you have to tell her when you’re spending time together.
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Handong
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Very soft about it
She adores the attention you give her, and she always enjoys having you by her side. It makes her feel important and highkey boosts her ego
Also, having you nearby makes it easy for the two of you to be (playfully) judgy together and whisper jokes without other people interfering or overhearing
Aside from that, you genuinely comfort her in a lot of ways, and when you're apart she always finds herself missing you 
“You know, now I get homesick twice as much, Y/N. Half for my country, and half for you.”
Sometimes she teases you, cheekily saying that you just can't keep your hands off of her
But tbh she can’t keep her hands off you either
She’s a fan of more subtle touches, like a simple hand on the thigh beneath the table or an arm around the waist
Honestly though she also loves it when you surprise her with a spontaneous kiss (on the cheek or lips), or hug her and spin her around. It makes her blush like a madwoman, but she enjoys it – despite the playful nagging she does afterwards
You're one of the only people who can make her blush, and when you really get her good she’s out of commission for a couple minutes, unable to piece together any witty comebacks in her love-dazed mind
Once she’s regained her bearings, though, she amps up her charm in retaliation, aware that her flirting is basically your kryptonite 
And it works. Practically 100% of the time. 
Her bold confidence gets you just as flustered as she had been, and you typically end up hiding your face in her neck or shoving her shoulder and running away.
Enjoys PDA in the form of cuddling and kissing. Nothing too wild, but she definitely wants it to happen when you go out together. She wants people to know that you’re hers, and vice versa
Hand holding is the usual go to, or linking your arms together. Kisses, too, depending on the mood and vibe of wherever you are
You jokingly touch her muscles and brag about how strong she is, especially when she gets back from a workout
She's fond of the praise, and though she wouldn’t admit it without a fight, it makes her work a little harder to keep up her physique. Staying fit is already important to her, but the fact that you enjoy her body so much is just added encouragement. She also likes to feel powerful and like she can protect you, so it’s truly a win-win
(Though she knows you’d love her no matter what she looked like, muscles or no muscles)
She puts her head in your lap a lot as a silent way of asking you to play with her hair. It relaxes her, and she usually falls asleep in the process
When she’s feeling clingy herself, you’re the first person she goes to. You’re the only one capable of melting this ice princess
Story Snippet
(I don’t know the actual layout of the mall, so excuse any errors)
Starfield Mall – Seoul, SK
Forever Yours.
Handong peered into a glass display case, rereading the words over and over to herself. Two ruby pendants hung side by side on a rack, magnetically joined together in the middle to spell out the words. 
Only when they were connected did the short message come together. 
A sentimental smile made its way to her face the longer she looked at it. It would be the perfect gift for you, she decided, as she snuck a glance at you from across the store. You were occupied in the ring section, browsing through the different rows of them. The wondrous expression on your face warmed her heart.
"Sir," she called to a nearby worker quietly, so as to avoid drawing your attention. "I'd like to buy these." She motioned down to them.
He nodded and grabbed the key for the case before making his way over. 
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Childish, bubbly laughter carried over to your ears as you exited the store and entered the mall’s spacious third floor, where numerous kids chased one another around. Beanies rested atop many of their heads, and the fuzzy sweaters they wore engulfed their tiny frames in such an endearing way that you couldn’t help but smile. 
Holiday lights gleamed all around you, strung up and wound around decorative tinsel on the storefronts and windows. They shimmered, some set on timers to flicker every now and then.
A gentle smile played on Handong’s lips when she felt the careful tug you applied to the end of her sleeve, silently asking for her hand. 
She wordlessly shifted her shopping bags into her other one in order to free it up for you to hold. 
Her fingers interlaced with your own immediately, assuming their rightful position for the millionth time today. She gently stroked the back of your hand with her thumb, allowing it to make a few gentle passes over your smooth skin.
Something about the way your hands fit together, so snug and perfectly balanced, made her truly believe they were created just for one another. No one else's – not a single one of the other billions in existence out there – could've ever compared to yours. 
She was sure of it.
“Where should we go now?” You asked, still letting your eyes wander across the expanse of holiday decorations. 
The steps you took together were relaxed, void of any rushing.
Handong pondered for a moment, racking her mind for a place nearby that would award you some much-needed privacy and quiet.
"How about that place downtown we've been wanting to try?" She suggested. "You know, close to the square?" 
“Oh," you gasped lightly, remembering the quaint little restaurant that she was referring to. "That'll be perfect, jagi." 
"I'm glad you agree," she quipped, leaning over to press a kiss to your temple. Your smile deepened, and when she pulled away you watched her fondly. 
What glimmers of love showed on her face were soon eclipsed by something else entirely, though. 
Mischief, you realized, a mere second too late. 
The apples of her cheeks became prominent as her lips tugged up into a pretty smile. The kind that’s soft enough to turn you to putty, yet striking enough to light a fire in your heart. Your kryptonite – a fact she used to her advantage. 
"Race you to the car!" She shrieked, already speeding off. 
You didn’t even have ample time to pick up your stumbling heart, or to catch your breath. 
"Dongie–"
Her bags jostled in her hands, swaying with every thundering step she took. The tread of her shoes against the linoleum echoed out, broken by a squeak when she made a turn up ahead.
You pursued her at once, bobbing and weaving through numerous people – some bewildered, others cheering you on. 
Her hair whipped around as she ran, flowing in the breeze with an elegance you would never understand. 
"Last one there has to pay for dinner!" She teased, glancing over her shoulder at you.
"You're going down!" You fired back, finally gaining on her. 
“In your dreams!”
—-
Harvest House - Bar & Grille
“Stop sulking,” you playfully chided from across the table, not even looking up from your menu. It wasn't necessary, after all.
You could practically feel her pouting.
Handong rolled her eyes and sighed, fighting the smile that tried to work its way onto her face at the fact that you knew her so well. 
She picked up her own menu and began to peruse it, comforted in a strange way by the gentle clanking of silverware and dishes that flowed throughout the restaurant. Much like your own, clusters of conversation hummed – little pockets of stories and adventures, softly recounted so as to not disrupt the others around them. 
Your eyes eventually wandered back to her, simply unable to stay away for too long. They peered at her curiously, watching with adoration as she concentrated on choosing the perfect meal. 
She felt you staring, and yet she stubbornly refused to look at you. It was her way of continuing to pout, and you knew it all too well. 
“Dongie…”
“Hmm?” She hummed, not budging. 
“Jagi…”
“Yes?” Her brow raised, and her head tilted up slightly. Not enough for her gaze to meet your own, though. 
“I love you.”
There it was. That phrase that she could never not react to. 
Your heart warmed as you witnessed an embarrassed tint of blush appear on her face, and the achingly sweet way her features softened as your words sunk in. 
“I love you, too,” she murmured, finally peering over the top of her menu at you. 
You smiled and placed a finger at the top of it, carefully tipping it down towards the table so you could see her better. 
Outside lights fought one another for the chance to shine on her through the large front window that the two of you were seated beside. Every color of the rainbow gleamed, emitted from star-shaped bulbs strung up across the square. 
In your peripheral, you could see the town's recently-placed Christmas tree standing tall on the other side of the street. People were taking pictures in front of it; some were large families, complete with a teen or two angstily brooding as they squeezed into the frame, and others were paired up or alone. 
You turned your head briefly, glancing at them.
Their interactions were so adorably human that it brought you comfort. The patient way they waited in line for their turn in front of the tree was endearing – reminiscent of childhood as they peered up at its lights, growing excited at the sight. Parents readjusted their children's beanies and mittens, ensuring that they were well protected from the cold. 
It was like a movie playing out right in front of you, reminding you of the true magic of the season. That's what it's all about. 
Handong must've noticed the dreamy expression on your face, because her next words took you by surprise, making you blush. 
"You're so beautiful it hurts, Y/N."
Your eyes widened in time with the upturn of your lips, and you shyly dipped your head down, avoiding her gaze. 
She reached out for your hand across the table, taking it into her own with ease. 
"Can I kiss you?" 
A question once asked with trembling lips, during the youth of your relationship, now spoken with a sweet confidence and nonchalance that made you fall for her all over again. 
It was a redundant question at best, when you so clearly would permit her to do anything she pleased. But, even still, it sent butterflies to your stomach. 
You nodded, leaning forward enough to meet her halfway. She did the same without missing a beat, and before you knew it her lips were on yours. 
Both of her hands came up to cup your cheeks, and she felt you grin at the change. 
She didn't understand why, in that moment, but she would soon.
Inconspicuously, you retrieved something from your pocket.
As you kissed her again, making it count in the name of keeping her distracted, she felt something being wrapped and fastened around her left wrist. It was small and thin, lightweight against her skin. 
Her brows furrowed lightly.
You pulled back after a moment with a knowing, anticipatory look on your face. The way it lit your features up made Handong’s heart skip a beat. 
Curious, she peered down to catch a glimpse of what it was. 
Polaris. A sterling silver, beautiful little bracelet with Polaris shimmering in the center. 
"Turn it over," you instructed, still grinning. 
She did as you said and found a personalized message engraved into the material. 
"Everlasting Love", it read, written in Chinese characters. 
Her lips parted in shock. "When did you…"
"A few days ago, when you went out with Gahyeon. She offered to help keep you distracted so you wouldn't find out."
"Y/N…" she sighed blissfully, shaking her head in disbelief. "How do you keep getting even more perfect?" 
You smiled again, rolling your eyes. 
"Shush," you tutted. "I'm just glad you like it." 
"Jagi, I don't like it. I love it. This means the world to me; especially coming from you. Thank you." 
She leaned forward to kiss you again, but this time her lips pressed to your cheek instead. She felt the heat there, exposing your shyness at her praise.
So precious.
Her own gift for you was practically burning a hole in the pocket of her coat by now, and she decided at once that it was time for you to receive it.
As she sat back and reached towards where the material hung across the back of her chair, you simply watched her with sweet curiosity.
You weren't expecting anything in return for the present. 
You were clueless to her plan, and yet, that made it all the more special. 
As she retrieved the box and held it out between you, finally opening it, you gasped quietly. A small treasure, discovered at last.
Her side of it peeked from beneath the cover of her shirt, daring to shimmer. 
She carefully took it out of the box and held it up, watching it catch the lights around you.
"Now we'll always have a piece of each other, no matter where we are," she mused, linking it with her side.
As it clicked into place, her eyes met your own.
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Her “Giving” Love Languages Ranked:
1.) Gifts
2.) Physical Touch
3.) Quality Time
4.) Acts of Service
5.) Words of Affirmation
She spoils you every time the opportunity presents itself. CEO of Rich GF™ vibes. According to her, you deserve every single good thing that the world has to offer; so it’s really a no-brainer to her that you should be able to find something new wrapped up and waiting to be opened when you visit her. Anytime you mention needing or wanting something – even just offhandedly – she makes sure that it eventually ends up being yours. 
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Yoohyeon
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She loves it. There’s absolutely no doubt about it
We see how she is during interviews (always holding onto the members in some way and wanting to be near one of them), and that trait is no different when it comes to you
She always wants to be connected in some way, whether that's holding hands, linking pinkies or arms when you're walking together, piggyback rides, back hugs, etc.
Honestly she’s just as affectionate as you
She hates being away from you. She lives for your touches and kisses
And just your presence in general, really. She’s totally whipped for you
Being held by you always comforts her
And anytime you kiss her forehead or cheek? *earth-shattering squeal*
Hides her face in the crook of your neck when she gets shy
Despite her tendency to get embarrassed, she never turns down PDA from you. She enjoys the sentiment behind you letting everyone know that she’s yours (as if they had any doubts, with the way she was practically tethered to you at all times)
She sneaks into your bed when she can’t sleep
If that’s not an option, she’ll call you on the phone to hear your voice (and she ends up falling asleep with you still on the other end like 99% of the time)
“No, baby, I’m still awake." 
{...} 
*snoring*
You're her partner in crime. The girls lowkey tease you for it and say you're joined at the hip
Whenever Sua ends up chasing her around she always runs to you, seeking safety in your arms. You take your duties as a human shield very serious
Sometimes you team up with her enemy, though, and the three of you end up fighting and wrestling like a bunch of five year olds. She acts betrayed, but once a truce is called she’s in your arms again in less than a second
Tours are honestly difficult for both of you, for a multitude of reasons. But in particular, Yoohyeon gets grumpy when she goes an extended amount of time without proper cuddling from you. The members offer themselves up to fill in and keep WWIII from breaking out, but she swears up and down that they simply can’t compare
So, anytime you’re reunited after time apart, expect to be tackled to the ground or go careening into the nearest piece of furniture as she clumsily flings herself at you
She loves lazy days with you. Laying around and just relaxing together is one of her favorite pastimes
She usually acts childish and whines whenever you pull away, even if it’s just to go to the restroom or something
Anytime she decides to start gaming, you wait on standby…
…and when she eventually loses a match, you're there to hug her and make it all better
She swears up and down that you're her good luck charm. So most of the time you end up sitting at her side and watching as she plays
You’re her number one fan
And she’s yours, always and forever
Story Snippet
DC Dorm – 11:49 PM
A brochure suddenly smacked against your face, opened to a glossy middle page as Yoohyeon's body collapsed onto yours in a heap. 
She had run from her bed to the living room, unable to keep her recent discovery to herself. 
"Can I help you?" You asked sarcastically, cradling your sore nose. 
She pushed herself up into a sitting position and apologized for her clumsiness at once. 
After you forgave her, she flipped back to the announcement she'd seen in the booklet. 
It read:
"Thundering Heights Amusement Park – Grand Opening: July 7th"
An address was listed at the bottom of the page, and you realized it was just outside of the city. Maybe a twenty minute drive or so at most.
"Will you go with me?" She asked, hope shining in her dark eyes. They almost twinkled, like a kid's on Christmas. "It looks like so much fun."
You pretended to debate for a moment, enjoying the tease. She tugged at your shirt, pouting as you made her wait. 
"Sure, jagi. I'd love to–”
She tackled you down onto the loveseat and peppered hundreds of kisses across your face, her hands cupping your cheeks to keep you in place for her onslaught.
"Thank…" kiss, "you," kiss kiss, "baby." Kiss kiss kiss.
You giggled and squirmed a little beneath her, taking the affection as it came. 
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Opening Day
As usual, she was right. 
The day was off to a great start by all accounts, and you were convinced you had never smiled as much in your entire life as you had that morning. 
The sun was out, providing plenty of pretty views for you to admire together as you walked your way through the park. It livened up everything that it touched – made the trees’ green leaves a little more vibrant, the flowers a little brighter. The warmth of it wrapped around you like a hug, settling into the fibers of your clothes and staying put.
An occasional breeze blew in, mild yet so necessary as it balanced out that heat. It lifted the ends of Yoohyeon's hair, caressing them gently as she took in all of the sights around her. You walked beside her in tandem, simply admiring her. Admittedly, nothing else managed to capture your attention in the way that she did.
She caught you staring on more than one occasion and shyly scolded you each and every time, but you simply couldn’t help yourself. If there was one thing you’re sure of in life, it’s that she was created to be adored. Plain and simple. 
-
Later
“Let’s go again!” She bellowed, jumping around on her sneaker-clad feet. Adrenaline coursed through her, making her jittery from residual excitement.
Much the opposite, you were bent over the nearest railing, just outside of the exit for the ride. Your stomach churned, deciding on whether or not it wanted to upturn itself. 
“I can’t,” you groaned, holding your head. “I need something to drink first. And an hour long break.”
She tsked at you disappointedly, but appeared at your side a few seconds later nonetheless. Her hand rubbed the small of your back in soothing circles, easing you through your queasy-ness. 
Once it subsided, you uprighted yourself and looked at her. Something behind you caught her eye, and when she met your gaze again a small smile tugged at her lips. 
“I know just the thing to make you feel better.” She booped your nose lovingly, reaching down to grab your hand and tug you along for the millionth time today. 
-
15 Minutes Later
A sunhat rested atop your head, its brim droopy to block out the now-harsh rays that the Sun had to offer. The strap beneath your chin was pulled tight to ensure it didn’t fall off or blow away. You felt like you looked ridiculous, but she had insisted that you wear it. 
…so you did. 
You held a mini handheld fan up in front of your face, listening to the quiet brrr of its motor as it worked hard to cool you down. 
Yoohyeon stood in front of a slushy stand in the middle of the park’s food court, where she had just ordered and paid for your drinks. Two workers were inside, doing their best to keep things running smoothly. 
After another minute or so, one of them handed the refreshments over to her, smiling kindly and thanking her once more. She reciprocated and left, quickly returning to your side.
“Here you go,” she chirped, handing over your favorite flavor. “They’re nice and cold.”
“Phew,” you sighed, relieved. “I was worried they might’ve gotten hot on the way over. You know, since they’re made of ice.”
She smacked your shoulder in retaliation to your sarcasm. 
“Yah! Don’t act like I won’t eat yours, too.” She pointed a finger at you, jabbing you in the chest a couple times to solidify her point. 
“Ouch, tough crowd,” you feigned hurt, putting a hand atop the impact zones and rubbing the ache away. 
Though she fought hard, she couldn’t entirely conceal the grin on her face. So instead she busied her lips with her straw, drawing it between them to take a long sip.
You mirrored her actions, appreciating the fact that she knew and remembered your favorite order. It made you fall for her a little more, though you didn’t see how that was humanly possible.
Content and now more energized, the two of you fell in step again. Yoohyeon began to discuss the next section of rides for you to conquer, and what the quickest route to get there was. She babbled rapidly – far too fast for you to keep up – so you opted to just smile and nod, still sipping on your drink. 
You both knew you’d follow her wherever she went and do whatever she asked of you regardlessly, and you were aware that her ranting kept her happy. 
So you threw in the occasional “Oh, really?” and “No way!” to keep her going. It worked; eagerly, she continued.
The happy moment was soon cut short, however, as life suddenly took on a cinematic, almost slow-motion haze right before your very eyes. 
Yoohyeon turned to look over at you, meaning to tell you that the trolley was your best bet at making it across the park in a timely manner, when you both rounded an ill-fated corner. 
A welcome sign was propped in front of a shop's side door, directly in her path. 
Before you had ample time to react and stop her, she ran into it, tripping and being sent through the air before subsequently landing on top of the now-toppled sign with a harsh clack. The puppy-ear headband she had on jolted, its two brightly colored springs bouncing in opposite directions after colliding with one another. Her cup fell from her hand, too, getting crushed in the process.
You winced, tensing up instinctively. Oh no. She'd surely die of embarrassment. You could see the beginning stages of it unfolding as she hid her face, already blushing profusely. 
So, thinking on your feet, you knew you had to act fast to prevent her demise. If you could stand in the way of her arrival at an early grave, you planned to do it. One rule that you live by played in your head: you're in it together. Where she goes, you go. 
Including the ground, apparently.
Without hesitation, you rocketed yourself forward, tripping yourself over your own foot and sending yourself crashing to the pavement that waited below. 
The slushie in your hand exploded upon impact, erupting into a fruity blitz that shot off in a hundred different directions. Some got on you as well, immediately trying its hand at staining the fabric of your shirt. Your fan dinked off the ground, too, getting scuffed up as its motor came to a sputtering stop.
Your hat jostled, no longer sitting in its proper place.
"Oww!" You shouted, both a little over-dramatic and real. Though the cause itself may have been intentional, the fall definitely didn't get the memo. The front of your body ached, having absorbed the shock first and taken the brunt of the damage. 
"Who puts a sign in a place like that?!" You lamented.
You rolled over, squinting as the blazing sun shined down on you. You squirmed a little, still suffering from having the wind knocked out of you.
Yoohyeon groaned and pushed herself up into a sitting position at your side. She peered over at you, concerned, but your antics told her that you would be okay. After all, if you had hurt yourself too badly you wouldn't have been able to yell like that.
But making such a spectacle of yourself had clearly worked, because the people passing by all looked at you, rather than her. Their attention was successfully drawn away, and you smiled. At least the pain wasn't for nothing. 
"Are you alright, jagi?" You asked her, turning your head to gaze up at her. 
She scooted forward and put a hand up, shielding your eyes from the Sun in lieu of your hat. The shadow she created held the light at bay, allowing you to stop squinting. 
"My ego's dead, but other than that, yes." 
“Good.” You said, relieved. “Wait– not good about the ego thing! I- You know what I mean.”
She chuckled at that, though the sound eventually morphed into a soft grunt of pain. Happy pain, though. The kind that you feel later on down the road and recall the memories of. 
“And you?” She asked. “Is my knight in shining armor going to live?”
You nodded, winking at her. “I think I’ll pull through.”
“Good,” she reused your word. “Because if we’re gonna make it through the rest of the park today, we need to get a move on.” She glanced down at her watch quickly. “We should have enough time to get a replacement slushie…” she eyed both of your previous ones, where they laid nearby. With haste, she leaned over to grab their trashed containers, “...and then catch the trolley. But we’ve got to hurry.”
You sighed defeatedly as she sprang up and dusted herself off, like nothing had happened. It was a good quality to have, though, for someone as clumsy as her. She balanced herself out. Uncoordinated yet resilient. It was almost poetic. 
What wasn’t poetic, though, was the unceremonious way she hauled you up to your feet, all in one motion. 
You barely had a second to catch your breath, or wheeze, or curse into the afternoon air before she was pulling you along at the speed of light again, all of her embarrassment forgotten and instead replaced with excitement once more. 
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Her “Receiving” Love Languages Ranked:
1.) Physical Touch
2.) Words of Affirmation
3.) Quality Time
4.) Acts of Service
5.) Gifts
Yoohyeon is prone to embarrass herself, and her insecurities sometimes tend to show themselves as a result. She also has an unfortunate habit of overthinking; but a simple and easy way to remedy that at any given moment is through physical touch and sweet words of reassurance. They never fail to comfort her and restore that confidence that you love so much.
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Dami
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Dami isn't always the biggest fan of physical touch, but she makes an exception for you
She's grown quite fond of your ways of showing love 
Especially because you respect her boundaries and don't overload her with it all of the time 
The girls jokingly complain about the fact that your affection never gets rejected by her like theirs does sometimes 
You're usually the one to initiate things, but she also surprises you sometimes by beating you to it
You l o v e when she does that because it just shows that she's willing to step outside of her comfort zone to convey her feelings for you
She usually gives you back hugs and puts her head on your shoulder
Slips in little touches throughout the day
Also loves to hold your hand
If it's chilly out and she notices your hands are cold, she'll slip one of her heating packs into them without you even having to ask
Piggy back rides
Lets you poke her cheeks and toy with them
She bought a pair of touch lamps for the both of you, so when she’s away and missing you she can touch hers and yours will light up. It’s a subtle reminder that she loves you and that you’re on her mind
Gives you her jacket when it’s cold out and holds the door for you
You've made her more comfortable with physicality, honestly, and she finds herself missing it when your schedules keep you away from each other
If you get overcome with emotion and give her a spontaneous kiss or cuddle, she ends up blushing every time, without fail
Sometimes she becomes the clingy one and wraps you up in her arms, not letting you go until she’s satisfied
“Let’s stay just like this, jagi.”
Soft hours
But any other time, when it’s you who’s being clingy, it’s really endearing to her to see you visibly waiting to touch her and attack her with a flurry of affection. You hold back long enough to get permission, but the second that she gives you the green light you’re basically pouncing on her
Whenever she reads, she invites you to snuggle up with her. She typically ends up absentmindedly toying with your hair, or stroking your arm, or pressing a few kisses to the top of your head, too
Just like her, her love is subtle and quiet most of the time. But it’s endless, and it’s always there
She loves you to the moon and back and is willing to do just about anything to see you smile
Story Snippet
DC Dorm – Dami's Room 
Snowflakes fell outside in droves, heavy and thick as they added to the masses that had already accumulated on the ground over the past few hours. Biting winds blasted by occasionally, reminding everyone of just how frigid it was. They caused a branch to knock into the window of Dami’s room, scraping it lightly.
Ever since your arrival in the afternoon, it had been like this; as you spent time gathered with the girls and enjoying yourself by the fireplace, nature had been gearing up for a full-blown blizzard. 
Aware of this, they all insisted that you spend the night at the dorm and just return home once the conditions were safer. 
It didn't take much to convince you, truth be told. Their company was far too enjoyable to turn down, and you didn’t have any desire to head back to your empty apartment anytime soon, anyway.
So now, in the wake of a movie-marathon, multiple games of drunken charades, and escaping the tight clutch of a sleeping Sua, you stood in front of Dami's dresser, bent at the waist as you sifted through the drawer that she had directed you to. 
Through the speakers of her phone, a soft piano melody ambled out, basking the room in a comfortable, easy-going ambience.
"Pick whichever one you want, baby," she called, glancing up briefly from her book as she flipped the page she had just finished. The texture of it – a little rough, unsmoothed – made a scratching sound as it rubbed against the one behind it.
"Really? Even the–"
"Yes, Y/N/N, even that one." She interrupted, amused. "I washed it yesterday because I figured you'd want to wear it." You could hear the grin in her words. 
Eagerly, you continued searching through the hoodies until you finally found the one you were after. It held a title unlike any other. None of the rest even held a candle to it. 
Why was it so special?
Because you bought it for her during a birthday trip last year, and it was the coziest thing in existence. 
Oh, and it was also panda themed. Dami in hoodie form.
With a triumphant smile, you unfolded it and thrust it up into the air, showing it off. Dami watched from the bed, smiling softly to herself at the cute sight. 
You slipped it over your head and pulled it down across your body, allowing the cozy material to engulf you. Two rounded ears sat atop the hood, and they bounced lightly when you tugged it up onto your head. The grin on your face deepened when you reached up to feel their fluffiness. 
“You’re so cute,” she mused, far too interested in you to pay attention to her book anymore. Her finger rested between its pages, keeping her place marked as she openly admired you.  
“Yah,” you scolded softly, lacking malice. You could feel your cheeks and ears warming up as a result of her compliment, and it made you shy. 
“Thank you,” you added quietly, glancing away. 
She bit her lip and shook her head, completely enamored. How could a person be so adorable?
“Come here,” she commanded, when she noticed you playing with the ends of the sleeves mindlessly. The inconspicuous (yet totally obvious) way you peeked back at her let her know that you wanted to be closer. 
Hope shined in your eyes as you padded over like a puppy, and when she tossed her book to the end of the bed and filled her hands with you instead, you nearly swooned. She tugged you in by the waist, sending you sideways onto the bed. 
A second later, she was hovering over top of you; her soft hair cascaded down around the two of you, blocking out the rest of the world like a privacy curtain. You met her dark eyes briefly, highlighted by the bits of lamplight that peeked through, shining on the two of you. But her gaze soon dropped lower, landing on your mouth – which she’d been dying to feel against her own all day.
“I’m so happy you’re here,” she admitted, before leaning in to press a gentle kiss to your lips. It was sweet and warm, just like her. “You made today so fun.”
“Yeah?” You grinned lazily, basking in the warmth that her body radiated. “I’d have to say that you made the day fun,” you opposed. “I mean, come on; when you saved us from losing that third round of charades with your last-second guess? That was gold.”
She nodded, pursing her lips as she recalled that victorious moment. “You do have a point there…”
“Or when you saved Jiu from getting whacked by a blindfolded Yoohyeon during our ‘What’s In The Box’ game? That deserved some kind of award.”
Her features pulled into a grimace at the memory. ���I don’t know if she would’ve recovered, honestly. What do you think? Concussion? Short coma?”
Your hands trailed up to the back of her neck and gently settled there –  fingers interlocking as you took a second to consider her question. She shivered slightly at the sensation, nearly tickled when you absentmindedly toyed with the baby hairs at her nape.
“Mmm, definitely a concussion,” you frowned, feigning seriousness until the sudden sound of Dami’s laughter cut through the quiet, bringing out your own. 
She rested her forehead against yours as your combined giggles filled the air, completely and utterly happy. They were genuine and natural  – a little sleepy, a little unpolished – and that warmed your heart. 
Seeing her like that made you fall that much more in love. She shined brighter than moonlight, starlight, sunlight – all of it. You wanted to stay wrapped within the bounds of this perfect moment forever. 
“I mean it, though,” she affirmed softly, like some kind of shy confession finally given voice to, once your laughter died down into quiet chuckles. "Things wouldn't have been the same without you here."
Yet another one of her ways of saying ‘I love you’ without actually uttering the words. 
“I know,” you nodded, brushing the tip of your nose against hers a few times. You could feel her melt into you at the contact.
“I love you, too.”
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Her “Giving” Love Languages Ranked:
1.) Acts of Service
2.) Quality Time
3.) Words of Affirmation
4.) Gifts
5.) Physical Touch
What she struggles to show physically, she makes up for in other ways. She’ll do favors, dote on you without you even having to ask, make you food if you’re hungry, leave encouraging post-it notes on your things if you’re in need of reassurance and support… the list is endless. It’s how she shows all of the love she has for you; she’s a fantastic listener and always pays close attention to you, and she thinks it’s easier and more convenient to demonstrate her love this way. The little things mean everything to her. 
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Gahyeon
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Enjoys it a lot. Your presence alone is comforting to her, so she’s really happy to have you nearby 
When you link your arm through hers and cuddle into her side, she falls a little more in love with you. She does it to you often, too
Whenever you kiss her in front of the girls, she tends to get shy. (Mainly because of their relentless teasing). But she never turns you down 
She loves having your attention on her. 
And she'll pout in order to get it
Like Sua, she tends to get a little loud and aggressive with her love
Will literally whine and cover her eyes when you walk into the room because she says you look too good for her to handle
She loves to sit on your lap (and have you sit on hers as well)
Puts her head on your shoulder a lot
Holds onto the end of your sleeve and tugs it when she wants your attention
She lets you play with her hair and style it however you want
One time you managed to make it defy gravity, and she still hasn't lived that down at the dorm. The girls said she looked like an alien
Whenever you’re just lounging around together and scrolling on your phones, you both still like to be connected in some way. So she’ll usually pull your legs across her lap, or even lay between them. (It makes it even easier for her to show you something interesting or funny that she stumbles across)
She knows she can get her way with you really easily because you’re a total pushover for her. All she has to do is pout or give you a kiss and you’re like putty in her hands
That’s one of her favorite traits about you. Both because she thinks it’s adorable, and also because she can exploit it (big brain Gahyeon)
“Pretty please? I promise to buy you more candy in the morning if you just let me have this last one now.”  
{......} 
"...or we can share it, if you'd rather." 
You make her feel powerful and important, and that’s priceless to her
She loves when you get protective over her. There’s something about that side of you in particular that really does something to her
Whenever she’s busy or away on tour, expect lots of pictures and videos from her at odd hours. The time difference doesn’t stop her from messaging you when she can
Also, sleepy voice messages when she’s laying awake and having trouble sleeping 
Whenever you reunite, she’s yelling and running into your waiting arms
Story Snippet
“Yah, how much longer are we going to be out here?” Gahyeon whined, her breath turning white in the chilly atmosphere that surrounded the eight of you. It floated away gently, catching her attention for a brief second as she lagged behind everyone else.
Exploring the city and shopping had gotten boring for her about two hours ago, and quite frankly she was over it at this point. 
Heading the group with Jiu, you stopped and turned around to look at her. The brochure in your hands lowered, no longer your top priority. 
“What’s wrong, Gah?”
She didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she scuffed the bottom of her shoe against the ground, twisting it into a rut that existed in the weathered cobblestone. Her hands flexed into fists at her sides, toying with the handles of the shopping bags that were nestled against her palms. 
“I’m cold,” she finally said, voice small as a pout played on her lips. She looked away when everyone’s attention fell to her. Admittedly, she felt a little childish for making everyone stop. The weather was simply starting to get to her, and she was tired. 
But being the maknae meant she had every right to be babied, after all, so she didn’t feel too guilty. 
You rolled your eyes and smiled softly, shaking your head. “Jiu, will you take over? Let’s go to that restaurant I showed you earlier.”
“The historic one?” She asked, clarifying.
You nodded. “It used to be a royal building, so it’s pretty massive. And there’s a fireplace there fit to match, so…” you trailed off, glancing again at Gahyeon. Her pout deepened a little at you, exaggerating.
“Sounds great,” Jiu smiled warmly. “Let’s get going.”
The girls all resumed their walking after that, conversing with one another and taking in the surrounding sights of the city as Jiu flipped open to the brochure’s walking map and led the way. You let them pass you, waiting for Gahyeon to catch up.
Her nose was red, and the fuzzy muffs on her ears had fallen from their proper place. Her shoulders sagged dramatically, making her look truly spent. 
You had to bite back a laugh. 
“Here, baby,” you offered, reaching out to take the bags from her. She gave them without any further prompting, and you quickly slid them onto your arms, allowing them to rest in the crook of your elbow. You resituated her earmuffs next, and pressed a small kiss to the tip of her chilly nose. 
“Better?”
Her head shook in protest, stumping you. 
“Not yet.” 
She stepped forward, just a breath away, and slipped her hands into the pockets of your hoodie. They balled in the material and tugged you closer, nearly making you stumble into her at the unexpected action. 
“Let’s stay like this, just for a second. Let me warm up a bit,” she smiled mischievously, leaning in enough to brush her nose with yours. Her fingers wrapped around the warmers that were tucked away in your pockets, reveling in the soothing heat that they provided. 
You reached in, too, covering her delicate hands so that the cold didn’t have a chance to touch them. She hummed happily, tilting her head to the side to press a thankful kiss to your lips. She giggled quietly against them, pleased to have gotten her way. 
The night sky was bright above you, illuminated by the moon as it showered down its speckled starlight in a way that seemed intimate, like it was meant just for the two of you. Your own personal glimpse of the cosmos. It provided comfort, reminding you of home. Of all of those late nights in Korea, when you would sneak outside with Gahyeon for some fresh air, talking about any and everything your sleepy minds could come up with until the delirium set in and you had to amble your way back up to bed. 
Even here and now, in a foreign country that seemed lightyears away from that place, shimmers of those moments could be found. They gleamed in Gahyeon’s sweet eyes – hundreds of potential experiences and conversations just waiting to happen. It was meaningful, to say the least, and you were beyond happy that fate had allowed you to be here with all of them. 
You kissed her cheek before pulling away enough to look at her. 
“I love you–”
“I love you–”
Both of you laughed together at the coincidence, your shoulders lifting and falling lightly. The smile on her face was precious, reminiscent of a fox’s. You studied her for a moment, just taking her in and committing everything to memory.
“We should probably get going,” she said, still grinning, though she made no move to actually leave. Her gaze dropped to your lips, lingering there for a beat before raising to your own again. You felt the subtle way her fingers tightened against the warmers, attempting to be inconspicuous. 
It was almost comical how bad she was at hiding her feelings for you. 
“Yeah,” you agreed, settling closer, teasing her. 
She looked around, peeking over your shoulder before craning her body left and right to make sure the coast was clear. Once she was satisfied, she pulled your hood over your head and leaned in, sealing her lips against yours. 
Beneath the cover that your thick hood provided, she did as she pleased. Taking her time, savoring the rare chance she got to be alone with you like this. She was a mix of sensations – from her blushing, warm cheeks, to her chilly lips that slid against your own, never wanting to part. The entirety of the embrace was perfect; you couldn’t have asked for anything better.
“We really should get going, though,” you chuckled, resting your forehead against hers once you’d parted for air. “They’ve probably already made it there by now.”
“Fine,” she sighed, feigning annoyance again. “You’re right. But I’m taking this,” she declared, stealing one of your warmers. 
She pulled away, turning to stand at your side so you could walk next to one another. “We can share this one,” she resolved, keeping her other hand in your other pocket, where it was still cradled in your own. 
You sighed as well, mimicking her. “Fine.”
To smooth things over in the wake of her crime, she cuddled up against your side and laid her head on your shoulder as she pulled you along. The soft crunch of your shoes against the cobblestone street resounded, announcing your journey forward. 
“Thank you, babe.” She said quietly, serious now. “For everything.”
“Anything for you,” you quipped with a small smile, watching as your sweet assurance turned white in the air and surrendered itself to the universe.
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Her “Giving” Love Languages Ranked:
1.) Gifts 
2.) Physical Touch
3.) Quality Time
4.) Words of Affirmation
5.) Acts of Service
She feels responsible and accomplished when she can spoil you and buy you the things that you want. There’s nothing quite like watching the smile grow on your face as you open up presents from her. She’s not afraid to go all out, either. 
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|Dreamcatcher reaction ~ them being clingy to you
| No warnings! Just fluff
| I hope you all enjoy this lovelies! Remember to take care and rest <3
| After a long day at work, all your girlfriend wanted was to be next to you
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Minji yawned as she stepped through the front door. After taking off her shoes and her jacket, she looked around for you downstairs.
She saw some food on the counter but still no sign of you so she decided on calling for you.
She frowned when she didn't hear any reply. She looked at her phone confused. No text from you and it was 6 pm, you should have been home by now. She pressed your name on her contact list and called.
You immediately picked up
‘’Hi baby!’’
‘’Where are you?’’ You could hear the slight pout in her voice
‘’Why, is everything okay?’’
‘’Yes I was just thinking you’d be home by now’’ she said defeated.
‘’Oh babe I’m just upstairs, I was listening to music and studying, I'm sorry I didn’t hear you!’’
Jiu hung up and raced upstairs, slowly down before opening the door.
‘’Hey, baby!’’ You exclaimed before glancing back down at your notebook
‘’How was your day?’’ You added
‘’Hmm I missed you’’ she said while walking closer to the bed before sitting down.
‘’I missed you too honey, I’ll just finish these quickly’’
She looked over your shoulder, seeing you busy writing a few notes.
After a minute you noticed her closing in on you. Letting her chest press against your back and her head lay on your shoulders.
‘’Im sorry I'm almost done’’ she simply hummed before leaving a soft peck on your neck. She just couldn't help it. She had been thinking about you all day, and now that your soft kissable skin was right in front of her, she had to give it attention.
You giggled at her action, noticing her getting a bit impatient for your attention. You closed your notebook and looked down at her, noticing her slight pout.
‘’You want a hug that bad?’’ You teased her, making her whine
‘’Come here’’ you completely turned to face her, opening your arms wide for her. She immediately let her body rest on yours, head snuggling closer to your heart.
You rocked her from side to side, leaving sweet kisses on her temples. ‘’How was your day baby?’’
‘’Can we just cuddle for now’’ she mumbled against your skin, making you giggle again
‘’Of course baby’’ you replied with another kiss, this time on her lips.
You let yourself completely fall against the pillows, bringing Minji in with you. She let her arms lay on your stomach and her head on your chest.
You placed a blanket over the both of you before reaching for the tv remote.
But before you could reach it, you felt her nudge her head against you repeatedly, even adding a small whine to her plea. ‘’Please play with my hair’’
You could do nothing but obey your wonderful girlfriend, quickly lulling her to sleep after her long day
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As soon as Sua finished dance practice, she hurried home. The both of you had been too busy this week to spend more time together than the time you slept. She stepped through the front door and immediately called for you.
It was finally Friday and the both of you had ended early, it was a perfect night to spend time together after a long week.
You heard her and made your way to the entry. You smiled as soon as you saw her. As for Sua, she ran towards you without any warning and engulfed you in a hug. After saving yourself from falling, you spun her around laughing. She clung onto you and let her head rest on your shoulder.
Once you settled her down, she placed one behind your neck to bring you closer before kissing you. She cupped your face and deepened the kiss even more, leaving you smiling.
‘’Missed me?’’ You teased when she pulled back
‘’Yah!’’ She lightly slapped your shoulder ‘’I haven't seen you all week’’ and all in one sentence she had turned from offended to pouting.
‘’I know I'm sorry baby’’
When she clung onto you again that's when you realized her clothes were a bit wet.
‘’Do you come from dance practice’’ you asked still holding onto her
She nodded in your embrace. You didn’t mind the situation, warm, cold, damp, your girlfriend was still your girlfriend and you loved to be in her arms… but you sure wouldn’t pass the occasion to tease her.
You gently pushed her off of you ‘’Ah you’re all sweaty Sua’’ trying your best to look disgusted although a smile was clearly peeking through. Your girlfriend picked up on your teasing and immediately retaliated.
‘’Oh, you don't like this?’’ She grinned before she grabbed you and pushed herself onto you in a hug.
You faked being in distress and tried getting away but she caught you in her arms again. ‘’You’re not going anywhere y/n’’ she giggled
‘’Help!’’ You shouted before giggling along with her
She pushed you to the nearest sofa and made the both of you fall onto it before nuzzling closer to you.
You faked an escape once again, slightly moving your leg closer to the floor. Sua didn’t stop you this time, simply warning you,
‘’Keep up this act and you’ll regret it y/n’’ she said before slightly tickling you, making you squirm under her.
‘’I was joking jagi, I love you so much’’ you kissed her lips again.
‘’I love you too, trouble maker’’
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Siyeon texted you as soon as her day was over. She had been eager to see you all day. With the comeback approaching she had been busy for most of the week and she was looking forward to simply relaxing with you.
She drove to your apartment before letting herself in with the key you had given to her.
She spotted you looking out onto the balcony. After taking her shoes off she silently made her way to you before hugging you from behind.
You slightly jumped. ‘’Ah! Siyeon, you scared me’’
‘’I'm sorry baby’’ she pouted before resting her chin on your shoulder
‘’It's okay honey’’ you giggled before turning back to look at her. You placed a few strands of hair behind her ear before placing your arms around her waist.
She simply stared at you, a smile drawn on her lips. She would often zone out while staring at you, but it always had the same heartwarming effect on you, one that reminded you of just how much you loved her.
‘’The earth calling Siyeon’’ you joked with a teasing grin
‘’Ah! Sorry’’ she giggled ‘’I just missed you so much’’
‘’So did I but we should go inside before my baby gets cold’’ you explained with a grin, to which she responded with a nod and her signature pout.
You took her hand and guided her to your bedroom before laying down on your bed. She wasted no time in joining you, letting her head rest against your clothed armpit.
‘’How was your day baby?’’ You asked while she put both her arm and leg above your body.
‘’It’s better now’’ she mumbled happily
‘’Same here but is that all about your day?’’ You questioned with a grin
She nodded against your arm, making you giggle. She grabbed your hand and interlaced her fingers with yours before playing with the skin on the back of your hand.
You loved when she was clingy, you’d never get enough of her warm embrace.
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After an exhausting day at work, Handong was excited to go back home to you.
She had been recording her special clip for her fans all day and was now ready to rest for the evening.
She came straight back home to you. Not stopping back at the studio to review the footage or change.
The crew found it unusual for her to not want to do so but she just really wanted to be with you at the moment.She knocked at your door, thinking about hiding away to prank you, but ultimately not doing so, anticipation to see you being too strong.
When you opened the door, you were stunned. You didn't expect Handong to be back so early, but definitely not dressed so majestically after her long day at work.
She slightly smirked at your awe.
‘’So can I come in?’’ She teased
‘’Oh! Yes of course babe’’ you let her in and before you could put another word in she lifted you off your feet, in a secure embrace while she spun you around.
‘’Ah y/n I missed you’’ she admitted, letting her head rest within the crooks of your neck, where she could smell the recomforting scent of your perfume.
You wanted to tease her, but it was rare for you to see Handong so clingy so you opted to tell her just how much you missed her too.
She was like an exhausted child hanging on to a parent. You giggled when you looked down to see her face squished against you. You rubbed her head and squeezed her tight.
‘’Wanna go get changed, my love?’’ You suggested while still holding on to her. She simply nodded.
You led her to the bathroom where she asked you to take off her makeup for her with a pout.
‘’Okay princess’’ you giggled
She sat on the counter, her legs pulling you closer to her body. You gently wiped away the makeup from her face. Reminding her with each wipe just how truly beautiful she was, makeup or not.
Once done, you were to turn around to get her clean clothes but she pulled you back by your collar, enticing you with a sweet kiss you wouldn't be pulling out of just yet.
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Yoohyeon called you as soon as she was done in the studio. She told you to join her at the dorm because she wanted to spend the rest of her day with you.
You obviously couldn't say no to your girlfriend. You teased her on the phone, saying you’d consider it, only resulting in her whining even more. Truth be told, you had been done with work for a while now and you were only waiting on her call.
You dressed in your coziest clothes before walking a few blocks out to join Yoohyeon at the dorm. You weren't sure if the girls had arrived yet, so you looked at your phone to see if she texted you again.
Before you could even get to the messaging app, the door was slammed open and the next thing you knew, a 5’6 foot puppy was hanging on to you.
‘’Im so happy to see you’’ she mumbled against your skin
You giggled, finding her adorable as always.
‘’I miss you to jagi’’ you kissed her forehead.
She pulled on your arm and guided you to her room quickly.
‘’I prepared a bunch of blankets on my bed for us!’’ She said excitingly
‘’And what would those blankets be for?’’ You faked being unaware of want she wanted
‘’Well...I thought we could spend the night cuddling with a movie’’ she looked down at your intertwined hands
You softly giggled before lifting up her chin for her eyes to meet yours ‘’I know my love, I would love that, anything to stay close to my beautiful partner’’ You smiled at her, making her own lips curve into a beautiful smile.
She quickly pecked your lips before pulling you onto the bed. She acted as if you were a plushie for her to cuddle. She guided you to sit against the pillow, then cuddled your side before pulling both your arm and leg over her.
You looked down at her with an amused face while she nuzzled her face within your shirt.
After a few seconds of admiring how incredibly adorable she was, she looked up at you.
You lifted one brow, a smirk plastering your face at how clingy Yoohyeon was to you. When she saw your teasing expression, she whined, gently hitting your chest
‘’cuddle me back, don't just stare’’ she mumbled
‘’Oh yes, of course, I'm sorry love’’ you smiled before bringing her even closer.
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You had stayed over the night at the girl’s dorm. You and Dami were planning to watch one of your favorite series together this weekend.
Unfortunately, she was called in along with jiu and yoohyeon to record a few more lines in the studio. So she had left early this morning and it was now a little after 2 pm.
You slept most of the day off, waiting for your girlfriend to come back.
But since you had woken up at 1 and couldn't fall back asleep, you decided on writing in your journal for a bit. You were entranced by whatever you were writing that you hadn’t noticed that Dami had entered the dorm, only finding out when she entered her room.
‘’Hi my love’’ she grinned, placing her bag down before making her way towards you.
She plopped down on the bed onto her stomach before turning her head towards you.
You smiled at how adorable she was. ‘’How was it at work baby?’’
‘’It was fine, but I wanted to come back here with you’’ you could see a glimpse of a pout on her lips while her cheek was gently squished against the mattress.
‘’Well we're here together now’’ you smiled
‘’Hmmm’’ She nodded
She pulled herself up before moving behind you. You had been sitting close to the bed rest but not exactly against it, leaving a place for Dami to cuddle up against you like she usually would.
She pulled you closer to her, letting her arms and legs wrap around you.
‘’Ah there's my little panda’’ You giggled, you always loved when she would let herself be clingy this way, clinging like a panda to a tree.
‘’Can we watch our series?’’ She asked, placing her chin on your shoulder
‘’Yes of course babe’’ you replied
As you grabbed the remote, Dami let her hand snake up to your jaw, turning you towards her so she could kiss your lips
‘’I missed you’’
‘’I can tell’’ you teased, making you both giggle
The both of you stayed this way for a while, Dami did not let go of you for the rest of the day.
She seemed to sometimes try to not make it obvious though, following a bit late after you. And you’d always end up with her arms around you if you took too much time outside her room.
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Gahyeon was so stressed for today. The music video recording would finally end after 3 consecutive days but her final scene, where a stunt was planned, would be recorded today.
Luckily, everything went well and the filming ended quite early, against all expectations.
Finally feeling the stress leaving her body, she let herself flop on the backstage lounge’s sofa. She breathed out and drank some water. She looked over at her phone and saw your name, remembering her that you were on your way to pick her up.
With all the stress she had been through, she almost forgot the sole reason why she had been motivated to get up this morning~ the fact that she’d spend the night at your place tonight.
Although she was exhausted after filming, she felt excitement brew inside of her. She grabbed her phone but before she could reply to you, she heard a knock.
She looked over to the already open door to see you standing there with a proud smile.
‘’Y/n!’’ She whined ‘’come here’’ she pouted, making you giggle
You made your way to the love chair, sitting down next to her before intertwining your hand with hers.
‘’How did it go baby?’’ You looked down at her, eyes full of love
‘’It went well’’ she replied, still with a pout
‘’Im glad, I'm so proud of you’’ you hugged her tired figure.
She stayed in your arms and felt herself relax even more.
‘’You want to go home now?’’ You asked, gently cupping her face, she nodded before following you. You grabbed her things while she changed and the both of you left in your car.
She wouldn’t let go of your hand during the ride, admiring you from the side while trying not to fall asleep.
Once you arrived at your apartment. You noticed that she was sleeping. You decided on bringing her bags inside before waking her up to go in. But when you did, she whined, asking for you to carry her. You laughed before picking up and bringing her inside.
You laid her on your bed before making your way out of the room to get some water. But Gahyeon whined at you once again, obligating you to lay down next to her and offer her all the cuddles she yearned for.
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goodnight-siyeon · 7 months
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Everybody Adores You | Jiu x GN! Reader
genre: fluff
warnings: i didn’t proofread 😔 but no other warnings
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She was known all around the campus. Even if you didn’t share classes with her, you knew who she was. Jiu was everyone’s favorite person at your college. She was known for helping anyone she could. She tutored students, volunteered, made study groups, joined clubs, and anything else she could do. There were few people who disliked her bubbly personality.
Personally, you didn’t have many first hand experiences with her. Despite a shared math class in freshmen year, you hadn’t been around her much. However, on your first day of your junior year, you walked into one of your classes to see her sitting towards the front. Scanning the rows you realized that the only spot was next to her. As you walked towards her you too a deep breath, trying to calm your nerves. Even though she was the sweetest girl, it was still nerve wracking to talk to her. Something about her smile when she talked or how she always made eye contact while listening to others made your stomach churn. Before you could even ask she motioned to the seat next to her, “Go ahead!” You smiled and thanked her quietly. “It’s been forever since we’ve had a class Y/N,” She turned to you, flashing her signature smile. The fact that she remembered your name stunned you. The only time you remember talking to her was for a group project but you were sure she didn’t remember. You nodded, “Yeah it has been. It’s nice to see you.” You pulled out your computer, ready for the lecture but she spoke up again. “Oh you got a new computer! That’s good because the old one was bothering you, right,” Once again, you didn’t even know how she remembered that. Your freshman year you still used the laptop given to you in high school. Once you reached college, the poor thing could barely last an hour. You smiled, “Yeah I finally saved up enough to get a new one.” The two of you kept talking until the professor walked in and began class.
“So she basically saved you a spot, remembered your name, and little details about you,” Your roommate, Yunjin squealed. You shrugged it off, “I don’t think she was saving the spot for me. Plus she remembers everyone so it’s nothing special.” Yunjin wasn’t having it. “Mhmmm, sure, nothing special,” She smirked and winked at you, making you roll your eyes.
A few days later, you were out for your usual morning walk since your class didn’t start until later. While walking, you could’ve sworn you heard someone tell your name. You took out your earbud and turned to see Jiu trying to catch up. “Y/N,” She said, waving at you. “Where are you headed,” She asks out of breath, having finally caught up with you. “Nowhere really. Just on a little walk,” You explained at she smiled brightly. “What about you?” She shrugged, “The same I guess! I wanted to feel the nice breeze today.” You both took a second to take in the cool breeze lightly brushing past you. “What are you listening to,” She asked, breaking the silence. Instead of answering, you handed her an earbud, which she gladly took. You continued walking with her, sharing light conversation and listening to music. After a while, you checked the time, “Oh I have to go get ready for class. This was nice though!” She smiled and nodded, “Let’s do it again?” You agreed and she gave you a quick hug before you left.
The entire class you couldn’t stop thinking about your interaction. She didn’t have to walk with you and she definitely didn’t have to hug you. You tried to remind yourself that it’s just who she is but you couldn’t hold your smile. You felt someone nudge your shoulder lightly, “Why are you smiling during a business lecture?There’s no joy in here.” Your friend, Yoohyeon, whined. You laughed at her comment, “I really do love learning about marketing!” The sarcasm in your voice was obvious so she ignored your comment. “Once this professor shuts up I’m gonna bug you until you tell me,” She whispered. Yoohyeon wasn’t wrong because the second you stepped out of class she brought it up. “So you like Jiu? Because that’s what I’m hearing,” She said, too loudly for your liking. “Girl keep it down,” You whispered. She laughed at your reaction, “She’s not hiding behind the bushes or something. You need to accept the fact that you like her!” Once again, any protests you made her shut down.
It had been a few days since you had seen Jiu. You were a little disappointed that you hadn’t run into her but you knew she was probably busy. So when you got ready for class, you felt yourself paying better attention to the way you dressed. “You’re gonna be late if you try on another outfit,” Yunjin called out from her bed. You sighed, knowing she was right, “Fine. I’m heading out!” “Good luck with your crush,” She yelled before you closed the door.
This time, she was definitely saving your spot. When you first entered class, someone had walked up to her. You assumed they would sit next to her so you started looking for other options. “Y/N,” Her bright voice grabbed your attention. You turned to see her pay the empty seat next to her. “Oh, thank you,” You said quietly as you sat down. “You don’t have to thank me. You always have a spot next to me,” She replied. The simple comment had your heart race. Sure she only meant in class but it felt like such a genuine compliment.
You got up early to go on a walk in the cool air that continued to blow. You chose a spot on the grass to sit, closing your eyes while listening to the sounds. A ding sounded from your phone, interrupting the peace. “Hey Y/N! It’s Jiu!! If you’re not busy, I’d love to hangout :)” Your smile grew as you read the text, already thinking of your reply. Of course you said yes, but you asked if she had any ideas for plans. “The school is showing a play tonight! We should go see it! Let’s meet at 7?” You knew your university had a good theater program but you hadn’t gotten the chance to actually check it out. The idea of going to see a play with Jiu made you want to giggle and kick your feet like a teenager.
Checking yourself for the millionth time, you headed downstairs to wait for Jiu. She was already waiting for you when you got off the elevator, “Ah Y/N! You look so good!” You smiled sheepishly as she clapped lightly. “Let’s head off,” She grabbed your hand, leading you out the doors. Throughout your walk to the theater you had different conversations but the warmth of her skin on your hand was too much for your brain to handle.
During the show, Jiu still kept your hand in hers, occasionally leaning over to whisper something. Once it was over, everyone stood and clapped. You were about to leave when she caught your arm, “I want to introduce you to some people.” You nodded and waited for a bit until some of the actors came out into the audience. One of the main girls noticed Jiu and walked over, “I’m so glad you made it!” The two hugged before she glanced towards you. She stuck out her hand, “Hi! I’m Sua! It’s nice to meet you.” You shook her hand, introducing yourself. They continued to talk but Jiu had one arm wrapped around your waist which caused some suspicion. “Wait I didn’t know you guys were,” Sua said, pointing between you and Jiu. “Oh not yet! I still need to ask them on a proper date,” Jiu smiled as if she didn’t just dropped a wild statement. You stared at her in shock which made her laugh. “I’ll see you later Sua! I think I have some explaining to do,” Jiu said, pulling you out of the theater.
“You like me,” You asked in disbelief. She nodded aggressively, “Oh yeah! I have for a while… since our first class. well maybe before that. I don’t know I just,” For the first time it seemed like she was the one struggling to find her words. “Can I kiss you,” You interrupted her rant, already stepped closer. She nodded, looking softly into your eyes as you closed the gap between you. As you kissed, you felt a few raindrops. She smiled into the kiss before pulling away, “This is really cliche of us.” You laughed, grabbing her hand and walking with her, “Maybe, but I like it.”
A/n: AHHHH i hope y’all liked this one i tried to make it a little longer than the others :)) i’m also probably gonna try different formats and groups (mainly svt, dreamcatcher, and other girl groups) let me know if you have requests!
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290 and 30 from the prompt list with Minji please! (mirror sex) I look forward to it, thank you 🙏
“You look good with my hands around your throat” & “Look at you, all flushed and pretty. Fuck, you’re perfect.”
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(11:16 pm) "no, no, no", minji's voice was breathy, her endurance never failing to amaze you even after she spent the last 10 minutes slamming into you relentlessly, "keep your eyes on me."
she's always had a thing for mirror sex, loving the way you'd struggle to obey her and keep your head up to maintain eye contact. watching your blissed out face in the mirror would give her more stamina to use all her might to push you over the edge again and again. that's exactly why she didn't allow the current situation when your forehead met the hard wood of her desk, the intense pleasure of her pounding her strap inside of you too much to bare.
your head was yanked back by her fingers that pulled on your hair, other hand pushing on the small of your back to help you arch it, and you could swear it made your walls tighten around her strap even more. the loud gasp you let out cut through the already stuffy room, making the sound of her hips meeting the skin of your ass barely noticeable.
"fuck", you whined when your eyes met minji's in the mirror, her mouth open slightly to help her breathe through it and maintain her stamina. it caused hoarse pants to leave her throat in perfect time gaps, some of them coming out as growls. her tongue peeked out to drag itself across her bottom lip, as if she's dying to devour you.
she slammed her hips into you one last time before coming to a stop to rest against you. she was buried inside of you as deeply as it was possible and loosened her grip on your hair. instead, she reached forward with both hands and one of them took a hold of you, her fingers grasping the space right underneath your chin and using the grip to pull your upwards and press you against her bare front. you whimpered, sensitivity getting the best of you as you shifted around her strap.
minji smirked at the way you trembled in her arms once she slid her free hand around you to rest it on your abdomen, muscles pulsing underneath her slender fingers. you were thankful for the grip she had on you as your knees were on the verge of giving out. 
“look at you, all flushed and pretty...” she hissed in your ear, fingers pushing on your jaw slightly to force you to look at yourself in the mirror that was connected to the desk, “fuck, you’re perfect.”
you couldn’t bring yourself to pay attention to anything but her as she bit on your earlobe gently, her heavy-lidded gaze sending even more electric shocks to your center. minji’s fingers danced around your jaw for a few moments until they settled on your neck. you noticed the way the outside of her palm flexed seconds before her fingers stretched out to wrap themselves around your neck and the tips pressed into the sides, choking you way more than lightly. she smiled at the vibrations she felt under her hand before pressing an open mouthed kiss to your cheek, “you look good with my hand around your throat”.
“please...” you begged as much as your throat let you, voice coming out as more desperate due to the pressure on your vocal cords. the ache between your legs was getting unbearable, worse by every second that passed that didn’t include minji moving inside of you. you tried moving your hips backwards, but it was impossible because of how tightly you were pressed between minji and the desk. she chuckled at your struggles, her hand that was on your abdomen dropping down slightly to circle your clit painfully slowly.
“i want your eyes on me when you come”, the way she spoke made your head spin; it was just above a whisper and it was as slow as her movements on your clit, and just as teasing, “and don’t think i’ll stop there... i’m not gonna stop until you’re ruined, your voice gone, your legs given out and your own name forgotten.”
“minji, please”, you tried to raise your voice as much as possible to get her to start working on the things she had promised, but it just came out as a desperate whine of plea. you suddenly felt her hips pulling back, your desperation hitting once the tip of her strap was nearly out, “no, no, please”, you almost screamed, already feeling too empty and your eyes filled with tears at the ache between your legs that became twice as bad. 
“please... mommy...” your gazes met in the mirror once again and minji nearly moaned at your words and the wrecked look in your eyes. 
“now that’s my good little slut”, she growled loudly, slamming back into you and setting a pace faster than the one before. tears started spilling down your cheeks as soon as you closed your eyes at the feeling of being full once again and every nerve in your body spiked with pleasure. minji’s hand clasped around your throat even harder as a warning sign to keep your eyes on the mirror, more growls coming out from her.
“i told you to keep eyes open when mommy’s fucking you.”
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ot7stan4life · 6 months
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“First Kiss”
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Jiu & Yoohyeon (Dreamcatcher) x Fem Reader
Word Count: 4,047
Summary: In between tour stops, you decide to spend your leisurely time in Jiu and Yoohyeon’s hotel room. What you weren’t expecting was to end up having your first kiss unknowingly stolen by an impulsive oreo-haired member and your second by a surprisingly unphased leader.
Warnings: brief angst
"Room service!" I recited jokingly in a high-pitched voice after knocking on the hotel room door. There was shuffling and muffled talking on the other side that gradually grew nearer. Adding to the dramatics, I propped my elbow on the doorframe and rested my head against it with my other hand on my hip, posing there in front of the door.
When it finally opened, I could only make out the body of who I assumed was Yoohyeon (mainly due to the mismatched colors of outfit and the beanie on her head). Her face was blocked by her phone attached to the selfie stick she was holding. She started narrating, calling me her favorite nickname ("pabo"), and it was then I realized she was videoing for her tour vlog.
I grumbled and put my hand in front of the camera. "Don't film me. I don't consent." She laughed but eventually put the camera down when she realized I was being serious.
"Why?" She pouted and my heart jumped when I finally got a glimpse at her face. She looked so pure without makeup. Her bare face was somehow just as beautiful as when she wore makeup.
"Because I look gross right now." I mumbled, feeling the opposite of how she looked in my eyes. She started scolding me for calling myself gross but I barely paid attention, just pushing past her and walking into the hotel room. Looking around, her and Minji seemed to have already claimed the place as their own: articles of clothing and various other travel items spread throughout the area. I found it funny, considering we had just arrived about an hour ago, but typical (since Yoohyeon wasn't exactly the tidiest person in the world).
"Where's- oh!" I cut myself off, nearly jumping out of my skin when I saw movement in the corner of the room. Once I realized it was just Minji, whom I hadn't noticed before, I took a deep breath to calm my heartbeat.
"What?" Minji asked with wide eyes, surprised by me getting startled so easily. Yoohyeon barked out a laugh beside me when she realized what had just happened.
"You scared me." I answered, still breathless from the shock. A smile slowly made its way onto Minji's face when she started walking around the bed towards us.
"Why are you so jumpy?" Yoohyeon questioned between her laughter. She was covering her mouth with her hand but I could see the amusement in her squinted eyes. Almost instinctively, her hand shoved my shoulder—something she would do when any of us did anything to make her laugh.
"I don't know. I just didn't see her at first." I responded, now more amused because of Yoohyeon's reaction. My chest stung from how rapidly my heart had started beating after getting startled. I leaned back against the hotel room wall to catch my breath.
Minji stepped in front of me and asked, "Am I really that scary?" Her bright smile and innocent eyes in that moment made me want to say no, but I thought back to images of her on stage and instantly changed my mind.
"You can be sometimes." My shoulders shrugged as I watched her smile slowly fade.
"Like when?" Her voice sounded like an innocent child's, as if she was trying to contradict my point.
I thought for a moment, trying to pick out a specific example, but only one image stuck out in my mind. "Like during livestages." After my words, her gaze seemed to harden. I felt myself subconsciously swallow as she leaned forward, the warm innocent look in her eyes being replaced by a cold, emotionless stare.
"Mm." She hummed when I grew quiet, seeing the immediate affect she had on me. Her hand rested against the wall beside my head. "Does it make you nervous?" Her voice lowered and it sent a shiver down my spine but I still couldn't look away. Her gaze was alluring.
"Among other things." I replied vaguely, not about to tell her that I found it extremely sexy. My teeth clenched, feeling uneasy with my group leader this close to me. I could feel the warm breath leaving her nose and the way she started leaning in even closer prompted me to keep talking to occupy the tension-filled silence. "Quit, it's creepy... you look like a vampire." The comparison was accurate but felt a little cringey in the moment.
Still, she went with it, "You like it," a corner of her lip tilted upwards as she let her eyes glance down at my neck. "I can hear your heart racing." She teased and even though she couldn't, she knew it was—even more so after that line. My whole body heated up and I stood completely frozen, unable to speak or move.
Luckily Yoohyeon's high-pitched screech from across the room at Minji's words broke both of us out of whatever daze we were stuck in and I finally took a breath. "Yah! I can't take this." I pretended to cringe, lightly pushing Minji back and running towards the bed Yoohyeon was sitting on. Jumping onto the middle, I sprawled out on my back and dramatically crossed my arms over my eyes.
"Why?" Minji whined like she was offended by my reaction but then giggled immediately after.
"Yah!" Yoohyeon yelled, but I had no idea which one of us it was directed at (probably both). "What is with you?" She mumbled and, had I not been covering my eyes, I might've caught the blush on her face and the suspicious glance she shared with our leader.
I groaned lowly like I was in pain, "I can't believe I haven't gone into cardiac arrest being surrounded by you people." Minji was on the other side of the room now, staying quiet, while Yoohyeon laughed at the edge of the bed I was laying on.
"You people?" She questioned and I just knew she was looking at me like I was a 'pabo' (as she normally did).
"Yeah. You ridiculously attractive people." I clarified, now moving my arms behind my neck to prop my head up. They were both looking at me, proving my point by instantly making my heart race again, especially when they seemed caught off guard by my compliment. "It's a miracle I'm still alive." I sighed over-dramatically. They both laughed lightly but it felt like their minds were elsewhere. Yoohyeon seemed to have formed a plan of her own when she started crawling over to me. I watched as she swung one of her legs over my waist and sat down on my lap, straddling me. "This isn't helping." I grumbled, squeezing my eyes shut again, the image of her on top of me proving too much for my heart to handle.
"Oh really?" The tall member teased, placing her hands beside me on the bed. "How about this?" Yoohyeon whispered mischievously, dangerously close to my face, and I couldn't even question her before she started leaning down. At the feeling of something soft and warm against my lips, my eyes shot open. All I saw was her flawless tan skin and closed eyelids and I finally processed the fact that she was kissing me. I couldn't move, so shocked by her sudden intimate action that I didn't even kiss back. She had never kissed me before. In fact, none of them had kissed me before.
The room was dead silent after she pulled back. All I could do was stare with wide eyes, the only sound audible was the pounding of my heart against my eardrums. How was I supposed to react? What was I supposed to say? We had all jokingly flirted before and several of the members were open about their attraction to women, including myself, but I never expected one of them to kiss me. Certainly not Yoohyeon who would normally panic in these situations or never have the guts to start something in the first place.
When she saw my surprise, the small, teasing grin on her face grew sheepish and her cheeks flushed. I'm sure now she realized the severity of what she had done. Even Minji had stopped what she was doing and stared in shock at Yoohyeon's bold actions.
"Sorry," the young member rushed out, now completely panicking, "I shouldn't have done th-" but I didn't want her to feel like she had done something wrong... so I cut her sentence off by grabbing the back of her neck and bringing her lips to mine again. She clutched the bedsheets on either side of me in surprise and her body stiffened. But once I gently ran my thumb across her jawline and brushed her hair behind her ear, she relaxed into my lips. The first kiss didn't last long and I knew Yoohyeon was thinking the same thing when she leaned back in and kissed me a third time before pulling away.
The moment was intense and much more intimate than I had ever been with any of them, but for some reason I didn't want it to end. Maybe it was because I knew what followed was bound to be awkward silence. To avoid that though, I quickly came up with something to say that would ease the tension.
She pushed herself up to separate our lips and I opened my eyes again to see her staring at me, the blush on her face deepening. "You just stole my first kiss." I mumbled, my voice coming out raspier than I expected it to. My attempt at a joke made her eyes widen in surprise like mine had done earlier.
"What?" She leaned back into a sitting position, disbelief on her face as she looked down at me. "You've never kissed anyone?" The fact that she had just kissed me (in front of Minji, for that matter) had seemed to completely slip her mind at this new—apparently shocking—information.
I laughed awkwardly, now a little embarrassed even though we talked to each other about this stuff all the time. Somehow this topic was more sensitive for me. "Nope." I glanced over at Minji, finding her mute after the events that had played out. Although now she seemed less surprised about the whole thing than I would've expected her to be just moments after.
"You've never dated anyone?" Yoohyeon asked, bringing my attention back to her.
"Never." I said simply.
"No one's ever asked you out?" The young member's voice was growing more surprised by the second.
I laughed again at how she found this so unbelievable, saying, "No. I mean maybe back in middle school, but I had no interest in dating guys then." I explained while Yoohyeon listened intently. "I didn't figure out that I liked girls until around the time I moved to Korea to become a trainee, and now that I'm an idol, no one ever asks." I shrugged, not finding it a big deal, although it was slightly embarrassing thinking about how other people might view me—a girl in her mid 20s who's never dated or even kissed anyone... well, until now.
"Oh. I guess that makes sense." Yoohyeon said absentmindedly, looking down at the bed like she was thinking.
"What?" I chuckled at her strange behavior.
"I don't know." Her eyes slowly made contact with mine again but I guess my intent stare made her nervous because she smiled shyly. "I just find it hard to believe that someone like you isn't being asked out all the time."
Her words caught me by surprise and I let out an uneasy laugh, "What do you mean 'someone like me?'" Her smile grew with her blush, showing her teeth and I knew she was starting to panic and cringe at her own words.
Although she didn't have to finish her thought because Minji did it for her, "Someone with such a perfect personality that it seems unfair they’re also really, really attractive." She said so nonchalantly like she had been thinking it all along and the look in her eyes told me her words were genuine. "Anyone would be stupid not to want you." She finished and maintained eye contact, as if awaiting my reaction.
Honestly I didn't know how to respond to that. We would always compliment each other any chance we got, but this felt less like a simple compliment and more like a confession. It felt like realizing something that may have been there all along, I was just too oblivious to see it, or maybe too scared to explore it. Of course I loved them, they were my best friends. My family. But there's no denying that I was attracted to them, I just never saw anything coming of it. I certainly had no idea they could potentially feel the same about me.
"Oh... you don't have to say that. I-I just-" I tried brushing aside her compliment, but Yoohyeon interjected.
"No, she's not just saying that..." She hesitated, suddenly growing nervous. I had turned to look up at the tall member since she was now sitting with her back against the wall. Her eyes flicked over to the older member as if asking for help. Minji gave her an encouraging smile and got up to join us on the bed. I sat up, growing confused by the way they seemed to be communicating through glances. I got this feeling that there was something going on here they weren't telling me about.
It was silent for a moment, making my nerves skyrocket and my mind jump to endless conclusions. Minji ran her hand through her hair while she seemed to be thinking about what she wanted to say. Her eyes were cast downwards and, as if she had only thought of it because she was looking at it, she grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers. Yoohyeon scooted closer, quickly reciprocating Minji's actions with my other hand.
"You guys aren't about to tell me I'm dying or something, are you?" I asked seriously, the nervousness evident in my voice. Minji laughed quietly, giving me a half amused, half sympathetic smile. Yoohyeon was still stiff and I felt her fingertips grow cold.
"No, no." Minji reassured with another light laugh before squeezing my hand. She took a deep breath before finally meeting my eyes. I looked back at her, unsure of what she was going to say. "We, uhm..." her eyes squinted like she was trying to force the words out but they wouldn't come. "Yoohyeon and I..." she sighed and shook her head "Wah, this is harder to say than I thought it would be." She chuckled nervously and now looked over at Yoohyeon. The younger girl just looked like a lost puppy, clearly in no mindset to help with Minji's unease.
"Look, if one of you is dying, I think you should just te-" I tried to tell her to rip off the bandaid but my sentence was cut short when, for the second time today, a pair of warm lips met mine without warning... except this time they didn't belong to Yoohyeon.
Minji had grabbed my chin and captured my lips frantically like it was the last hope to get her point across. And now I got it. Now I understood. Except... I didn't. How could they both like me? And how could I be so oblivious to the fact that they did? Minji flirted with everyone, I thought it was just playful. And Yoohyeon—even when she kissed me earlier, I still had this thought in the back of my mind that maybe she was just teasing me and there weren't real feelings behind it. This—whatever this was between us—seemed too good to be true, so I think that's why I chose to ignore the signs. How would a relationship with three of us work anyways?
Those question and worries seemed to grow insignificant as I allowed myself to fully enjoy Minji's kiss. Unlike with Yoohyeon, she was more confident and sure of herself. I didn't know if she was going to, but even if she wasn't, I made sure to lean back in for another kiss after the first was done, showing her that I wanted this as much as she did. Her fingers traced my jawline like I had done to Yoohyeon and it felt like a reminder that she cared for me and that this wasn't a mistake. That her and Yoohyeon really hadn't been teasing me but rather hinting at how they really felt all along.
When Minji finally pulled back, I stared at her, momentarily speechless. It was silent once again, but then a thought popped into my head. "So... nobody's dying, right?"
Both Minji and Yoohyeon busted out laughing, the atmosphere shifting from heavy to light like the flip of a switch. I was glad to see that things hadn't changed too drastically when Yoohyeon shoved my shoulder and leaned in to laugh in my ear. My laughter mixed with theirs and slowly died down as I pulled the younger member into my side. She cuddled up to me while Minji propped her elbow up on the headboard, looking over at us with a loving smile on her face.
"So, I'm curious." I voiced, looking over at the leader whose eyebrows were now furrowed in anticipation for my question. "Was that your first kiss?" A grin replaced the pensive expression that had taken over her face when she realized the question wasn't serious.
"Not exactly." She answered and I felt Yoohyeon fidget beside me while Minji's grin morphed into a smirk. When the younger member leaned up to make eye contact with the older woman, her face instantly turned pink and the dots connected in my mind.
"Oh." I swallowed hard, staring at the blank wall ahead and trying my best not to picture the insinuation in my mind.
"What?" Yoohyeon shouted and smacked my arm.
"Nothing." I laughed nervously. "I just find- you know what, never mind. Let me not speak." My eyes shut automatically and I wanted to dissolve off the face of the planet in that moment.
"Yah! What were you gonna say?" Yoohyeon yelled again, grabbing my shoulder and shaking me. She was even panicking over the information Minji had shared about the two of them and couldn't stand not knowing how I felt about it.
"Mm, I think she likes the idea. It just made her flustered." Minji stated from beside me and I tried my hardest to keep a straight face, but a smile soon crept onto my features.
"Hehe, you're right." Yoohyeon giggled and poked my cheek.
I opened my eyes and pouted. "No, I never said that." I defended, but would come to instantly regret it.
"So you won't mind if I do this then, huh?" Minji challenged and I felt my heart drop in my chest when she leaned over me to grab Yoohyeon's chin.
The puppy-like member seemed shy but eventually gave in, letting Minji's lips meet hers. The kiss was gentle at first and Minji seemed to ease Yoohyeon's nerves by rubbing her thumb slowly across her cheek. I had the urge to look away, feeling like I was intruding on a private moment, but I couldn't and it became obvious that Minji knew. Her lips turned up in a smirk when she released the younger girls lips only to roughly capture them once more. She put on a show, tangling her fingers in Yoohyeon's hair to tilt her head so that she could slip her tongue past the younger girl's lips. I felt hot seeing this happen right in front of me and my head spun so much that I thought I might pass out. It didn't help when Yoohyeon whimpered into the older woman's mouth and grabbed onto her thigh for support. Minji was so clearly in control while Yoohyeon was so obedient, and the image of their eyes closed and their noses touching and their lips moving together in an almost coordinated rhythm brought a feeling out of me that I had never experienced before. I wanted to be a part of it. I wanted to be theirs and I wanted them to be mine.
So when they finally pulled away, both breathless and one clearly proud of her work, I acted freely, bringing my hand up to gently stroke Yoohyeon's cheek. She looked at me, clearly a little embarrassed for letting herself go at the hands of Minji, but I just looked back with an expression that I hoped showed her exactly how I felt.
"Come here." I commanded gently. If she was surprised by how suddenly I had seemed to grow comfortable with the whole thing, she didn't show it. Instead, she quickly obeyed, leaning over and rubbing her nose against mine before I gave in and kissed her. Seeing how Minji treated her gave me more confidence and I took control, holding her cheek and guiding her lips against mine. Her hand found it's way to the waistband of my jeans where she held on for support and I let one of mine feel the smooth skin of her neck. She sighed at the sensation and leaned more into me, moving her hand to my shoulder. I liked the reaction from her and I think Minji noticed because she took my other hand and placed it on Yoohyeon's thigh. The older member's fingers tightened around mine, making me squeeze the soft skin there. I froze when the action elicited a surprised moan from the younger girl, her response causing a tingling sensation in the pit my stomach.
She pulled back, seemingly embarrassed and buried her face in my neck. My heart was beating so fast at that point that I thought I was going to drop dead at any moment. Yoohyeon getting so into and then shying away was clearly not good for my health. I hardly had time to catch my breath before Minji took advantage of the break between me and Yoohyeon, leaning down to claim my lips as hers. She seemed to demand control just in the way she was so relaxed and effortless with her kisses and I instantly let her have it. She took it gratefully and was eager to slide her tongue into my mouth to remind me who was in charge. When it met mine, it was like soft, warm velvet and I inhaled out of surprise, unsure of what to do. I felt embarrassed by my inexperience, but she didn't seem to mind at all, simply doing her best to bring me pleasure without worrying about her own—although I had a feeling her being completely in control over both of us brought her more pleasure than she would like to admit. She finished by swiping her tongue across the roof of my mouth and closing her lips to capture my bottom one before backing away.
By the time we were finished, my lungs were starved of oxygen and my heart was burning in my chest. I could already feel sweat forming all over my body and a fire burned in the pit of my stomach. As if she could read my mind, Minji's hand landed right above my jeans, slipping under my shirt and resting on the skin there. Her gentle strokes against my stomach might've been comforting if I wasn't so on edge already. She scooted up against my side and gave me a soft kiss on the cheek that brought me back down. I let out an uneasy breath, trying to calm myself down. Yoohyeon stayed tucked into my other side, and her nose found it way to the crook of my neck while one of her arms wrapped around my torso from behind. Sitting there, feeling the blood rushing through my veins, and holding the two women in my arms, I nearly felt complete. There was only one thing left to say.
"I love you." I told them. "Both of you." And finally hearing them each say it back, finally hearing them admit to what I had previously thought was merely a delusion, filled a void in my heart that I didn't realize existed until now.
*This imagine was written and published over a year ago on my Wattpad account OT5Stan4Life*
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gahyeonszn · 7 months
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never again
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genre : fluff
warning(s) : none
note : badly rushed and all over the place, i just wanted to get something out since it’s been so long also going to start using gifs since it’s easier than making a moodboard,,,
you had always wanted to be an idol, but your preexisting idol girlfriend, jiu, had advised you not to. she loved being an idol, don’t get her wrong, but she didn’t want you to go through the hardships, crazy diets, and uncomfortable fan interactions that she went through over the years.
you were very open with jiu when it came to your aspirations and interests, but when you talked to her about wanting to audition for a company, she was quick to shut you down.
“you’re an idol though, we could have cute idol interactions and our fans could make cute montages of us…” you whined to which jiu shook her head.
“being a trainee was just as hard as being an idol, i wouldn’t want you to stress or cry over any sort of conflict you may have.” jiu wanted to protect you at all costs since she knew you could be quite the crybaby when it came to harsh comments on your abilities, hell, even she cried rivers when she was given feedback that sounded a little too harsh for her own good.
“fine.” you say with a pout, crossing your arms and letting out a sigh. jiu pat your head before receiving a text from her manager, telling her that the van is waiting for her outside.
“i have to go now, my schedule starts soon.” jiu said, placing a kiss on the top of your head, whispering an ‘i love you’ before leaving your apartment. you were sorta glad jiu kind of convinced you to not become a trainee, you couldn’t imagine a life where you were too busy to have your girlfriend over just because you had to stay at whatever company to practice for your trainee evaluation.
you sighed once more, rolling off the couch with a gentle plop to the floor where you laid there, staring at the ceiling until you had an idea.
“if i can’t be an actual idol then i’ll just pretend to be one.” you said with a mischievous grin as you got up off the floor, making your way to your bedroom.
once you got in your bedroom, you shut the door behind you before turning on the tv you had on there. after that, you went to youtube and searched up nmixx’s roller coaster dance practice. you enjoyed bubbly and happy songs that had fun choreography, you had always wanted to attempt to dance to roller coaster, but since jiu was around most of the time and you were too embarrassed to dance around her, you never had the chance to until now.
the video had started and you were easily following along. you didn’t know who to follow so you just did a little bit of everything, letting yourself get fully immersed into the song. the choreography was pretty easy to follow, it was just the jumps and footwork that messed you up a little stamina wise, but other than that you had fun.
the song ended and you were feeling great. wanting to dance to more songs, you started falling down a spiral of dance practices. bubble by stayc was another one of your favorites that you had enjoyed, but you were getting tired of the bubbly choreographies so you decided to switch things up a bit by dancing to a dreamcatcher song.
“what’s the craziest choreography they’ve done..” you asked yourself out loud as you cycled through all their dance practices. when you saw the demian special clip, you knew you had to dance to it. you remember jiu talking about how exhausting the choreography is and you thought the same when you had originally watched the special clip, but what was the harm in trying it for yourself.
you pressed play and got into jius position since what type of partner would you be if you didn’t do your girlfriends part? as soon as the music played, you quickly started realizing why jiu thought the choreography was so exhausting.
demian needed high stamina and jello bones especially during the body roll that quickly killed you. you gave mental props to sua as you continued dancing, attempting to catch your breath during the parts that you didn’t need to dance to. as the song came to a close, you were glad that you survived, but you were so exhausted that you had to lay on the floor. you were relieved to feel the cold hardwood floor, it was just what you needed after dancing to songs that required tons of jumping and whatever demian was.
you were snapped out of your hardwood floor solitude by someone clapping behind you and when you rolled over to see who it was, you saw a smiley jiu clapping her hands.
“i didn't think you’d survive that.” she said, walking over to you and squatting.
“how long have you been standing there?” you asked, unsure of how you didn’t hear her come into your apartment and open your bedroom door.
“not long, but are you ok? do you need any water?” jiu asked, moving the little hairs that stuck to your face due to sweat. you shook your head, taking one last deep breath of air to regulate your breathing before sitting up and staring into jius eyes.
“tell sua that i’m never dancing to another song she makes the choreography for ever again, that almost killed me.” you said, causing jiu to burst into laughter.
“i’ll be sure to relay the message.”
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pupyuj · 7 months
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Bestie, I'm a scientist and for scientific purposes I need to know how Jiu and Yooyeon would fuck sub Reader dumb🧪🧬
-Z anon
I AM GLAD YOU ASKED! 😩😩 jiyoo are my mommies stop i love them—
this may sound really simple, but that's the appeal really! jiu and yoohyeon definitely love using their fingers on you 🤤 and we all know they have crazy beautiful hands... you definitely get wet just by looking at them on a perfectly normal day 😭😭 yoohyeon's gentle hands always finding a place around your shoulders, or your waist :( and jiu never really seemed to get herself to stop holding yours with her own :((
imagine finally getting some alone time with them and they just decide to overstim you throughout the night :(( making out with jiu while yoohyeon was marking you up, a total of four fingers, two from each, pumping in and out of you, making you come early but that was okay bcs you had the whole night ahead of you!! omg both of them making you suck on their fingers at the same time, getting themselves wet as they stared at you licking off your juices,,,, jiu placing herself behind you, rubbing your clit and watching your face with a smile bcs her baby is sooo pretty :(( and yoohyeon stays on top of you, completely entraced by the way you clenched around her fingers,,,,
jiu kissing your tears away when you've come for the nth time :((( but you never once begged for either of them to stop — in fact, you only told them to keep going whenever they asked if you've had enough 😵‍💫 they were both so proud you!!!
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minjiarchive · 3 months
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you take what i give | g!p jiu x fem!reader
this fic is a bit longer... but it's very worth it if you can tell by the warnings ;)
warning / smut, hints of sexting? (turns right into fucking), size kink
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“Hi baby,”
“What are you up to right now?”
You text Minji back and forth, switching between doing chores and texting her back. It's been a busy week for Minji, promotions and preparing for the music shows made her schedule insanely busy. Due to this, you weren't expecting her to see your message right away,
Read 6:30 PM.
Soon after reading your message, she replied back,
“Just work, I'm in the practice room so nothing really interesting.”
She's cold and serious, too serious for your liking. You aren't used to this kind of Minji, normally she'd at least be more enthusiastic than this. Maybe she's frustrated, upset, or annoyed but either way, you didn't want to push her any further. She'll probably talk about it when she's home.
You decided to settle for a simple response back,
“Ah okay, well if you need anything I'm always here.”
It gave her the chance to talk about her frustrations or if she didn't want to say anything, she'll know she has your support.
You set your phone back on the bed, focusing on finishing the chores before she got home. If she came home to a clean apartment then maybe it'd lighten her mood more. You planned on checking your phone later on, Minji might've needed some space and alone time anyway.
Just before you were going to leave the room, your phone chimed twice,
“Thank you, Y/N...”
She's still cold but sounding a bit needy?
“I do need something though.” She must be wanting to rant about whatever happened today, so you weren't too worried about it.
“Yeah? What is it?” You texted, waiting to see that she read your message fairly quick.
Minji doesn't say anything for a few minutes. She's online but no chat indicator shows that she was typing. It's fine, she could be having a hard time voicing her thoughts, but she's still silent. It didn't bother you though, you know you shouldn't be too persistent so you thought about leaving your phone a second time until she texted back,
“I need you.”
Following her text, she sent a dick picture. Well, not fully her dick since she was clothed. The tip of her cock poked out beneath her sweatpants, her hand rested on the inner part of her thigh, you could only think that she touched herself to get her hard enough.
You immediately felt arousal pool between your thighs, the rush of wetness having you shift in your seat. Your mind raced as you imagined her back pressed against the wall, facing the mirror while she had a growing boner in front of her.
It made you even more curious on what she had to be thinking about.
Did you want to know though? Could you even survive if she told you every thought she had at work?
She'll probably talk about it when she's home.
You thought that it couldn't get worse from here, the direct message alone made you wet – but in a span of a few seconds, you were quickly proven wrong once her new message read,
“I'm coming home, I need to be inside you.”
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Minji pinned your hands above your head, making you unable to move your arms as you squirmed underneath her. You didn't want it to stop, you didn't want to push her away, but the way she slid her length against your folds made your head spin.
She kissed the (already) forming marks on your neck, you whimpered at the pressure she put on your two most sensitive spots. Minji knew you too well, she knows how to make you happy and she knows how to fuck you right.
“I missed you,” she said, the tip of her cock pushing into your entrance slightly. Your walls pulsed hard, needing to be fucked and stretched out.
She was well aware of how much her size turned you on.
She'd catch you staring at her arms flexing every time she worked out, muscles feeling hard when you touched her. She noticed how flustered you got every time she had to look down to talk to you, and of course, she made sure to take advantage of the size of her dick. Minji didn't need words to prove her point, your actions spoke for yourself.
“Please just do something,” you beg, your hips almost snapping up to push yourself deeper.
She stops to meet your eyes as if she's weighing out her options – either wanting to see your face when she slides inside you or tease you until you’re crying out for her.
“Do you think I can fit inside of you again?” She teases, her cock pushing in a bit more deeper. “Can your tight hole stretch out just a bit more?”
“I don't think I can...”
Minji chuckles lowly at that, muttering something you couldn't make out. She knows you can't take it but your obedience to her contradicts that. If you can't take what Minji gives, she'll make you take it.
“You can,” she says, grabbing your hips to slide herself inside you, “I'll make it fit.”
A broken moan slips out of you, feeling her fill you up entirely. The pain and pleasure felt all too overwhelming. Every time she fucked you, fucking you like a toy, you never seemed to adjust to her size.
She loved how tight you were for her, Minji wouldn't want it any other way.
“I was thinking about how you feel around me,” she explains herself from earlier, “I almost cummed on spot when I thought about your pretty tongue sucking me off.”
Fuck.
Was she serious?
“I'm- Minji... please,” you choke out, meeting her thrust as you grinded yourself up her shaft, “I'll make it all real.”
“Such a good girl aren't you,” praising you in a tone that made it seem like she wasn't questioning her statement, you are her good girl. You didn't notice it though until after the fact, your mind could barely even work out any thoughts and you carelessly spoke out for more.
Minji takes every noise you make in her ear as a sign to quicken her pace, every moan, every whimper, every whisper of her name. She tries to stay sane and in control, she is the one on top of you. But, every thought she had from earlier controls a part of her, something that puts her in a trance.
Your wet cunt coated her length lovingly, it drives Minji crazy to think about how she'll make you clean her up,
Take it.
Suck me off.
She starts losing herself a little, every thrust pushing her sensitivity to the peak. Minji doesn't care about stopping, she isn't going to stop anytime soon as she continues to think out loud, “Good girls deserve my cock in them,”
“You're the only one who deserves it and takes it.”
You take what Minji gives.
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panda-writes-kpop · 1 year
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Dreamcatcher - Reaction To Finding Out Their S/O Is Ticklish (Requested!)
A/N: Hi guys, girls, and non-binary pearls! I hope everyone is well. 💗
TW: None, it's just fluff!
♡ Masterlist ♡
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JiU:
By pure chance, JiU finally found a weakness of yours. You seemed impenetrable from the surface, but she knew that there was something that could break you.
JiU was in the kitchen, as were you. You were wearing a shirt that happened to show some skin when you lifted your arms, so when you were putting groceries away, you were accidentally giving JiU a perfect view of your stomach.
She thought that you looked so perfect in that moment, and something inside of her wanted her to touch your bare waist when your shirt was lifted just right.
So, when you weren't looking, JiU snuck up behind you and simply laid her hands on your waist. She didn't think she was tickling you, but you had thought differently.
Immediately, as soon as her hands touch your bare skin, you start chuckling before trying to worm your way out of her grasp.
"Ah- JiU! Stop it!" You whine as she refuses to let go of you.
"You're so cute, Y/N!" JiU teases before beginning to tickle you for real.
This was going to be one long night for you.
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SuA:
Pillow fights were an often occurrence between you and SuA. Usually, one of the two of you (90% of the time, it's SuA) would get bored since the other was not paying attention. To solve this problem, one of you would decide to grab a pillow and start whacking the other person until they started to pay attention to you.
Today, it was SuA smacking you upside the head with a pillow because you were a little too into online shopping on your phone. As soon as the pillow connects with your face, you set your phone out of the danger zone before arming yourself with a pillow.
"Face my wrath!!!" SuA lets out a war cry before charging in.
You're able to parry most of her attacks, and you're able to get a few clean shots in. Eventually, SuA grows bored and tosses the pillow aside. She then charges into you before pinning you against the bed.
You laugh while looking into her mischievous eyes.
"What are you gonna do, SuA?" You tease as she scans your body.
"Oh, nothing…" She trails off as she notices that your shirt has risen a bit, which exposes your stomach.
SuA decides to have a little fun, and one of her hands travels to your stomach, where she begins to tickle you.
You scream before dissolving into a fit of giggles. SiA starts laughing too before using both of her hands to torture you.
"SuA!" You yell in-between fits of laughter. "Stop it!"
"I could, but what would be the fun in that?"
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Siyeon:
Siyeon smirks before entering the living area, where you sit peacefully while watching TV.
"Hey, Siyeon, do you want to join me?" You ask while not looking away from the screen.
"I'd love to."
Siyeon slides in next to you as she tries to devise a way to use this newfound information against you.
You didn't realize that you left your phone in the other room with Siyeon, so when it began to ring, Siyeon decided to answer.
Apparently, your mom had called to tell you something, but got completely side-tracked when she heard Siyeon's voice. The two had a pleasant conversation, and somehow, the subject turned to your childhood. Your mother then began to tell stories of you as a child, many of which were about how ticklish you are. Curious to find out if you really were that ticklish, Siyeon hung up the phone so she could see it for herself.
After looking for a potential opening, Siyeon eventually just decides to go for it. Her hand sneakily finds a bit of bare skin, and her fingers gently begin to tickle you.
You immediately yell before slapping her hand away.
"Babe!" You huff before scooting away from her.
"You never told me you were ticklish!" Siyeon whines.
"Did you ever wonder why?" You roll your eyes as Siyeon slides closer to you. "Don't you dare, Siyeon."
"Oh, I'm not going to do a thing…"
Siyeon feigns innocence before tickling you again.
"SIYEON!"
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Handong:
Dongie knew that you were ticklish, but she never had been the person to tickle you before. She heard it through the stories that you and your friends would tell, but she never really thought about testing it for herself.
One day, you were trying to annoy and distract Handong while she was working on something, and she had enough. So, when you got close to her again, Handong pulled you into her arms and began to tickle your skin.
You squirm in her arms while laughing. While kicking and flailing, you tried to fight against Handong, but it definitely didn't work.
"How are you so strong?" You whine while trying to pull yourself away from her.
"I just am." She shrugs before softly brushing her fingers against her skin.
"Stop it! My sides hurt from laughing." You complain.
"Sucks to be you, then." Handong nonchalantly says
"Dongie!"
"Honey, you can't expect to bother me without any consequences." Handong explains before letting you go.
"I'm sorry for bugging you. It won't happen again." You huff before leaving the room.
Victorious, Handong begins to work again with a bright smile on her face.
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Yoohyeon:
Sometimes, when you and Yoohyeon are bored at three in the morning, you'll play a game of Truth or Dare. It usually wasn't anything too bad, but you have a couple videos and quite a few pictures of Yoohyeon doing embarrassing things. Although you'd never leak them to anyone, you enjoyed teasing her with that content.
3 a.m. rolled around again, which means that you and Yoohyeon were playing Truth or Dare while everyone else was asleep.
"Okay, Y/N… Truth or Dare?" Yoohyeon asks.
"Truth."
"You always pick the truth!" Yoohyeon complains. "Fine, I'll ask you a question. What's an embarrassing detail about yourself that you've never told anyone else?"
You become visibly embarrassed and nervous, but you decide to answer the question anyways.
"Uhh… I'm very ticklish."
"Ticklish, huh?" Yoohyeon raises an eyebrow before making grabby hands at you.
"Oh, I know what youre up to. No way!" You yell before jumping to your feet.
Yoohyeon does the same, but you're already halfway down the hallway by the time she reaches the doorway.
You knew this was a terrible idea, so why didn't you listen to yourself?
You just have to hope that Yoohyeon doesn't find your hiding spot and-
Yoohyeon opens the door, and she smirks at you.
"Gotcha!"
Your screams wake the whole dorm up as Yoohyeon begins to tickle you with no mercy.
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Dami:
Lazy days with Dami are always the best. Although there are times where you want to explore the city, or get dressed up and go out for dinner, sometimes, it just feels really good to cuddle under a blanket and talk about nothing for hours and hours on end.
This time, neither of you were saying much. Laying down, you were facing Dami, and she was facing you. She had an arm lazily wrapped around you, and you kept a hand on her waist. Looking at nothing in particular, you both were scrolling through your phones.
Suddenly, you feel Dami's hand begin to move. You don't really mind it until she gets to a bare patch of your skin. You knew you were ticklish, but you didn't think a simple touch like that would make you jump and let out a small squeal.
Dami immediately pulls her hand away and looks at you with concern.
"Are you alright, my love?"
You set your phone aside before answering Dami.
"Yeah, I'm just a little ticklish."
She hums in response before gently tracing small patterns on your skin. You giggle and squirm slightly, but you enjoy her touch nonetheless. You notice that she's set her phone aside, and the pure adoration in her eyes and the loving smile on her face makes your heart melt.
"You're too cute." Dami says before placing her arm around you.
You pull yourself closer to her with a matching smile on your face.
"I know, darling. You're pretty cute yourself."
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Gahyeon:
You didn't know why you started a tickle fight with Gahyeon, but you had to admit that you were having fun. That was mostly because Gahyeon hadn't gotten a chance to tickle you back. You enjoyed being the victor as you continued to tickle her.
"Ah, Y/N~ Stop, please!" Gahyeon giggles before yelling, "I yield!"
With a smirk on your face, you give her mercy… only for her to take that mercy as a chance to enact her revenge.
A simple maneuver on Gahyeon's part puts you at her mercy, and with the look she's giving you, you doubt that mercy will ever come to you.
Gahyeon immediately goes for your sides, and you start laughing and squirming as she laughs and enjoys the torture she's causing you.
"It isn't so fun being on the other side, is it?" Gahyeon asks, and you're unable to give a response due to how much your lungs hurt from laughing.
She relentlessly continues as you continue to struggle to regain any control over yourself or the situation in general.
"I'll tell you what, if you tell me I'm the winner-"
"You're the winner!" You yell out so she'll stop, and she does.
"Ah, so that's what it feels like to be a winner."
Gahyeon quickly flexes as you try to regain yourself.
"You're such a trickster."
"A clever trickster," Gahyeon corrects you with a sweet smile, "and I don't think you're in any shape to challenge me."
"I hate you." You grumble.
Gahyeon blows a kiss in your direction.
"Love you too, baby!"
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insomniakisses · 1 year
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Brat
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Requested? no. Plotless jiu smut to tease my friend.
reader type: G/n, Omega, female anatomy
Warning / notes: Alpha Jiu, Jiu has a PENIS, breeding kink, choking kink, mommy kink, swearing, nsfw content, reader has female anatomy.
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“J-jiu what are u-“
Her hands wrap around ur jaw before you can finish, her thumb making its way into your mouth as she pushes down with force. But you had other plans, smirking as u bite down on her digit. Growling lowly she rips her hand away, harshly forcing you to your knees.
“Oh? So your gonna be a brat i see?” You don’t answer and she raises a brow at that, before huffing from inpatients. Undoing her pants she lets them hit the floor as her cock sprints free of her boxers. The hardened length almost hitting you in the face.
“If you want to be a brat, i can treat you like one” she grunts before wrapping her arms around your neck and squeezing all the while yanking you closer.
“Open” she demands, and you can’t help but comply when the starts pushing her cock into your mouth. Each inch goes deeper and deeper and you suppress a gag when she bottoms out deep within your throat. Her hand still applying pressure there.
She can’t help but moan as you hopelessly try to swallow around her, restricted by her thick cock and the pressure her long fingers are giving your throat. She would of liked to stay still a little longer to show you who’s in charge but she wasn’t planning to cum that quickly.
With another guttural moan she pulls out just to thrust back into your awaiting mouth. Her hands gripping your hair tightly to face fuck you full force. Her heavy cum filled balls never failing to hit your throat full force with every thrust as her cock twitches deep within your throat, spearing into you with every thrust her gives.
Her moans and grunts pairing amazingly with the wet noise of your throat and the moaned gags you have no choice but to let out around her alpha hood.
Eyes widening in shock as tears stream down your face, you gag as her knot begins to form in your throat worried for a second she would let it fully expand in there. But to her dismay she pulls out the action followed by the wet noise of your spit and her curses and groans as her cock twitches red and hard and just aching to cum.
“Fuck y/n..” she moans out as she grabs your wrists, pushing you agains the wall and trapping you in place with a vice grip on your wrists above your head. Her other hand coming down to slap your ass a few times before slipping your pants and skirt off to run her long digits through your folds.
She cant help but rub and pull at your clit a little before slowly inserting a finger. Pumping it in and out knuckle deep, she moans at the wet noise it makes her cock just begging for attention as you moan and whine against the wall.
“Think you deserve my cock, whore?” Her sentence is punctuates with her rubbing the tip against your entrance, occasionally pushing in ever so slightly before pulling away. Chuckling deeply as you whine and beg for her to fuck you raw.
“Well well well, seems my baby is feeling naughty today” she hums, kissing and biting at your shoulders and neck. Pushing you impossibly closer to the wall as she towers over you, cock pressing into your ass.
“Please…m-mommy” you beg pushing back into her as much as you can in her restraining grip. You feel her smirk against your neck as she continues to moan and hum into her bites there. Biting particular hard where your neck and shoulders meet.
“Good slut” she praises as her cock enters you in one quick thrust. She leaves no time for you to react, hips taking off as she fucks you agains the wall. Your moans muffle as your face presses against the cold hard tile of the kitchen, her grunts getting louder every time her knot pushes against you.
“Gonna be a good little cum slut? Gonna let mommy fill you with pups? Hmm?” She whispers low against your ear. Hot breath fanning your face and neck as you clench around her your orgasm hitting hard, legs shaking and juices running down your legs and all over jiu and the floor. Something in her snaps and she knots you mid orgasm. The mix of needing to cum for so long and the tight resistance of your walls makes her scream in pleasure.
Pulling you away from the wall and holding you up on her cock she feels her balls clench and release over and over as she fills you with load after load of cum. The both of you struggling to catch your breaths as your stomach swells with cum. Your alpha successfully breeding you sending you into a second orgasm leaving you shaking against her as your cum drips down to the floor. Your needy state causing u to grind agains her knot, her cock hitting your cervix again and again.
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crookedt44th · 8 months
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Cigarette Kiss
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PAIRING: jiu x fem!reader
GENRE: college au. fluff. strangers to friends to lovers. just two girls who loves music.
CWs: a lot of smoking basically. pet name or nickname “sweetie” being used a lot. it's just a pretty bittersweet romance going on at the middle of the dark night.
WORD COUNT: 2.6k
A/N: Finally came through with this ff im mostly excited about :)
please no minors and cis males for this blog!
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Your roommate told you about a big college party, that's when you thought to yourself. Now that exams are over, maybe you do deserve to have a little fun. Ending up in the middle of suburbia, you get a glimpse of what looks to be an overly crowded house party. You could already feel the bodily fluids and humidity as you moved through the crowd. Everyone was dancing to the loud music, while others were making out or exchanging conversations in the hallway. Whisping through a maze of students, you soon arrive at the backyard. Which was where you all planned to meet up. Though you found yourself disappointed by their absence. Glancing around the premises, unable to locate them. You sighed and texted one of your friends to let them know you're here.
Realizing your need for relief from that heavy indoor atmosphere, You decide to wait in the yard and enjoy the fresh air. With that being said, you just wanted a cigarette at this point. You found a spot, leaned against the wall, and pulled out your pack of cigarettes. As you attempted to light a cigarette in your mouth, your lighter stopped working. 
Awesome, just what I needed. 
You huffed and were about to fling your lighter to the ground out of frustration when you noticed a hand holding a lighter in front of you and lighting the cigarette for you. You puffed before diverting your gaze to the most beautiful woman you'd ever seen. 
You can still make out the features of her face even if it was a little too dark in the backyard. She had long, gorgeous blonde hair. She wore light denim shorts, white thigh socks, a baggy white shirt that was partially torn, and a spiked choker with chains attached around her neck. Her makeup was a touch smokey, and she had glitters under her eyes. You suddenly felt small around her because she was considerably taller than you. 
“Thanks.” As you smoked again, you stuttered slightly and shifted your head aside. 
You caught a glimpse of her smiling at you out of the corner of your eye, and it was genuine. You couldn't remember ever having someone smile at you like that. Hell, you don't even know her; you had no idea why your stomach was getting butterflies. It's never happened like this before. You do like girls, but, god, you've never been in a relationship. 
"What's your name, sweetie?" 
"Sorry, but why?" With a frown, you turned to face her.
“What? Why?” She grinned. "Sweetie, I just think you're cute. I just wanted to know who you are, where you’re from, and if you like girls.” 
Although you gave her a blank glance, your heart was pounding. But you remained silent. Really, you didn't know what to say in response to that. You could feel her eyes on you as she continued to tilt her head. 
"Okay, if you're not going to respond, fine. Then my name is Minji, or you may just call me Jiu." After taking her final drag, she knelt down to put her cigarette out on the ground. Jiu stood up and examined you from head to toe once more. "I have to leave, sweetie. I guess I'll see you around?"
You immediately grasped her arm as she turned her heels to enter the house, and she gave you a curious look. Despite her widening eyes, she began to smile at you. You had no idea what had physically possessed you or why you had behaved in that manner. 
"My name is Cora, by the way." You stumbled once again, and you could feel the heat rising on your face, but you shook your head and released her arm. "I'm sorry, uhm, you can leave now-"
"Do you want to come with me?" 
“To where?” 
"To get the hell out of here. Just follow me, sweetie." She went back to the other side of the backyard in search of a door. You were a little skeptical at first, wondering to yourself if you could follow a girl you just met. But you followed her either way. 
When you checked the time on your phone, it was already close to nine at night. People were all cheering as you two exited the backyard and passed the garage where a beer pong game was being played. Then you heard someone calling out to Jiu, and when you turned around, you saw the person reaching out to hug Jiu. You could hear her sigh quite loudly. 
“Jiu! I was looking for you, oh my god! Why haven't you replied to my text?" He attempted to hold her waist, but she deflected his hand. “Me and my buddies are playing beer bong, you want to come join?” 
"No, I gotta bring this hottie to my house. Bye, though." She rolled her eyes at him, refusing to speak to him any more. Jiu interlocked your hand with hers as she turned her back on him and walked away. The way the guy was staring at you both made you feel uneasy. 
"Who the hell was that?" You questioned while turning to face the man who was surrounded by his friends. 
"I guess he's just a guy who likes me." Once more sighing, Jiu said, "I'm not interested in him, though." 
"He didn't do anything else to you, right?" You took another quick glance behind you. "I could beat him up for you, if you want." 
"He only tried to pursue me by, I don't know, trying to look attractive and flirty. But he didn't touch me; if he had, I would have slashed his hands."
"Damn, that's insane. He looks creepy." She nodded, agreeing with you as you spoke.
In the suburbs, you and Jiu had been strolling for a while, passing by each house. As we stroll hand in hand, all that can be seen are the warm yellow light rods. You raised your head to the sky, which was completely black yet had a moon and stars in its vicinity. Then, forgetting that you are still holding Jiu's hand, you turn to look at her side profile next to your side. It felt as if you didn't want to let go.
Jiu told you there were stores across the street she wanted to visit; nevertheless, you are unsure of how far you and Jiu walked. You nodded, deciding that now would be a good time to pick up some munchies. Your hand started to go chilly once more as you felt her hand release you. She reached inside her shorts' back pocket and pulled out her phone and tangled earbuds. You watched her attempting to detangle her earbuds. 
In the summer, it seems to grow rather chilly at night. You tried to keep yourself warm by crossing your arms when you felt yourself becoming cold. Two of you stood on the side of the road, watching as the cars flashed their headlights past us. Several more steps since the shops are only a short distance away. 
Jiu motioned for you to insert the right earpiece, so you did as she held it out in front of you. Looking for a tune to play on her phone, you switched your attention to her. When she eventually discovered a song, you were met with the recognizable sound of gritter, replete with a powerful guitar and percussion. You feel a flood of nostalgia when you hear it. You haven't heard of this in a fat minute, yet it's just like your teenage years all over again. You don't miss high school, but you do miss being young. It surprised you that Jiu knew this song. 
Staple my eyes to my chest
‘Cause I want to pretend that we’re better than this
Hiding intentions through subtle inflexions
Like you know I’m asking for it
"You know this song? I've never met someone who is familiar with Stand Atlantic." Her knowledge of your favorite band gave you exhilaration, which you did your best to conceal. 
“Yeah! One of their music videos popped up earlier in my YouTube recommendations. They're great." You could tell she was thrilled at your response. You might even fall in love with her at this point. 
I wanted more so I went and got it
You wanted more so you came and got it
And I got that winter chill with summer’s guilt
Is it so innocent?
As you listened to the song, memories of your youth played back in your head. Back then, despite how stupid you were, you had fun. Realizing you were in your final year of college and how much you had changed made you feel incredibly sad. 
It’s just a cigarette kiss
Oh, cigarette kiss
Is it so innocent?
You two made your way to visit the convenience store in the hopes of locating some good snacks. You took off the earbud and moved towards the aisle in search of snacks and beverages. Jiu was preparing a hot dog when you swung around to look for her. She was trying to squeeze the ketchup bottle, but it splattered over her hot dog. She grumbled, hearing a giggle from afar, and when she turned to look at you, you pretended you hadn't done anything. 
"I know it was you, so stop acting like you’re innocent." Her eyes rolled as she complained. 
Again you laughed, muttering, "Sorry, you're just so silly." Jiu smiled as she gazed down on you as you approached her after gathering some goodies. As she adds the toppings to the hot dog, you place your head on her shoulder. You could see the crimson on her face as she averted her gaze. "The money is on me."
Jiu was sitting on the curb outside, waiting for you as you went to pay for everything. You seated yourself next to her and gave her food and beverage. You and Jiu were eating in silence because you didn't know how to start the topic this time.You wanted to know her better and maybe even asked her where she worked, what college she attended, and what her major was, but you couldn't bring yourself to. You felt shy again. 
Jiu finished her food and stood up to dispose of it in the nearby trash can. She returned and sat down again, placing her head firmly on your shoulder. She drew a cigarette from her pack and lit it with her lighter, the pungent odor hitting both of you. She was still listening to music with both of her earbuds in, and you could hear the same tune blasting in her earpieces; she must've replayed the song. You started staring at her for a moment, and she looked up at you, capturing both of you. Looking down at her lips as Jiu took a drag, you were unable to turn away at this moment. She spotted it and looked at yours as well. You cleared your throat and hesitated before starting to remove one of her headphones and place it into your ear. You noticed your face blushing once more as she kept staring at you for an extended period of time. 
"How long have you been listening to this band?" She asked inquisitively.
"When I was like, in my last year of high school, the Skinny Dipping album is what got me into them." You replied while recalling your time in high school. "I used to be in a band, so I listened to lots of bands for inspiration." 
Her eyes were beginning to sparkle as she gasped. "You used to be in a band? What happened to it?"
"We all just fell apart. I don't know why, but I stopped speaking with them." As you sighed. 
“Hmm. Now, what do you do? The major and career stuff, you know." As she smoked again, Jiu enquired with curiosity. 
"Music production. Really, it's enjoyable. What about you?" you asked as you cocked your head in her direction. "I don't even know if you go to my college or something."
"I do go to your college. I've seen you around campus a few times. "
You blinked, perplexed, not realizing she went to your college and had seen you a few times. You may have been too preoccupied to notice your surroundings, but these days you hardly interact with people or make acquaintances. Simply lock yourself in the recording studio, go to work, and return home to crash in bed. You never eat well, you never make time for others, and you never even take care of yourself. You might want to take it easy.
"And my major is dance, but I also do theater," Jiu said. "I've done some acting and am currently in a dance group. But I still don't know what I'm going to do after this."
"Yeah, life is tough," you nodded in agreement. "I've been overworking myself for years and I'm on the verge of dying. Plus, you're the first new friend I've had in a long time."
You sense her body advancing toward you as she again places her hand on yours. 
"Sweetie, you need to look after yourself. I will always be there for you, Cora, now that we are friends." You haven't heard these words from anyone in a while, and man, do you miss them. 
"Thank you, Jiu." You mumbled. You won't lie; you do feel flattered. 
Now there was nothing but silence. Her gaze remained fixed on you as she admired how beautiful you were and hoped she could give you a kiss that would last. Jiu has already seen you around, and she had a tiny crush on you during her final year of college. She had heard a lot of things about you, including how talented you are at playing the guitar and how good your music is. She couldn't believe she was speaking to you to begin with. Since it was getting close to midnight, she didn't want the night to end. She was drawn to you so strongly that she can't help it. She really wanted to find out more about you. 
"Can I kiss you?" Jiu's attention was fixed on you, not realizing what she had just uttered. 
You were astonished by her query because you didn't really anticipate her wanting to kiss you. You gently nodded as she continued to inhale the smoke while she was still holding it inside. Inching closer till she could hear your breath, Jiu tilted her head. She suddenly slammed her lips into yours and began to rhythmically move them while you did the same. Both of you were overcome by the overpowering odor of cigarettes as you kissed her back, feeling the smoke travel between your lips. Since this was your first kiss, you were understandably surprised. Your first kiss with a stunning woman. 
It’s just a cigarette kiss
As Jiu's hand encircled the back of your neck and head, you reluctantly but firmly placed your hands on her waist. Into the caress, our eyes closed peacefully. 
And I got that winter chill with summer’s guilt
Each other’s lips bruised and mouths recognized each other like old intimates. Tongues rasping against each other, flaming in their mouths and spreading to the flesh outside. 
It’s not as innocent as I make it feel
You desired for the soul kiss to endure forevermore. If you were ever sure about anything in your life, it was that this kiss seemed genuine. We pulled away at the same time steadily, until two of you were apart and staring at each other. 
High price to pay for a cheaper thrill
You began to cough after barely swallowing since you could still taste the stench of tobacco in your mouth. When Jiu's cigarette fell to the ground, you assumed that it had been dropped during your previous kiss. Her mouth in particular seemed a little bit bitter, but that kiss sent off rockets throughout her body.
Kill time with bitter pills till nothing’s real
"Wow," was all you could manage.
"Wow to you, too," Jiu smiled. 
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You Again?
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Pairing: Jiu x Fem!Reader
AU: Non-Idol
Warnings / Misc. -- Some Angst, Smut, Fluff, Happy Ending :)
Word Count: 9,955
Summary: Y/N and Jiu have history. Unresolved tension, unanswered questions, lingering desire: the inconvenient kind. But when they both unwittingly agree to attend a mutual friend's vacation trip, they're forced to confront their feelings head on and learn to live with one another again.
Why, exactly?
Because they just so happen to be rooming together.
Disclaimer: This writing is a work of fiction, and no disrespect is meant for those mentioned herein.
A/N: Hi everyone! I apologize for my absence, but I hope you enjoy this piece :) I have more stories coming, so stay tuned! 💖 Make sure to eat something good today and drink plenty of water.
💖 Happy Reading 🌹
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This has got to be a day for the record books. One of the worst, most unfair in all of human history. 
Well, let’s be realistic: one of the worst in your life. Maybe “human history” is a bit of a stretch – though you can’t exactly blame yourself for giving into the dramatics at a time like this.
The sound of your best friend sighing in frustration brings you out of your annoyed daze, pulling your attention back to her. 
“Y/N, you’re acting like a child. It’s only for one night.”
“Exactly, Y/BFFs/N; one night is far too long for the two of us to be around each other.”
She scoffs, but you don't budge. There's no way you're accepting this without a fight. 
"Why don't we have somebody else switch?" You suggest. 
She shakes her head, dismissing you. "Most of the girls already went up," she explains, motioning behind herself to the cabin. Sure enough, you can see shadows moving within the rooms – forms hidden behind pulled curtains, almost taunting as they shift around in the visible lamplight.
“And I’ve already told Jiu about it.”
You roll your eyes.
"Plus we all sorted this out beforehand." She shrugs. "Since you both joined at the last minute, it only makes sense to put you together."
Now it's your turn to sigh. Suddenly, an idea pops into your head. 
"How about I sleep in the car?" You brighten at the thought of your own scheme; quite literally anything would be better than being trapped between four walls with Jiu. 
"Ha ha, very funny," Y/BFFs/N mocks, clearly not amused. "You can't stay out here. You'll either freeze to death or waste all of our gas trying not to, and I don't think you really wanna do that." 
A disappointed tut leaves you; your warm breath turns to a puff of white air before dissipating into the night. 
Alright, maybe it's colder than you thought. Maybe.
"I'll talk to the others tomorrow morning and see what I can do, okay?" She offers, bringing a hand up to rub the back of her neck. She looks tired, and a pang of guilt washes over you when you notice it.
"Okay. I'm sorry." Regret shines in your eyes, but it's quickly eased by the growing, sleepy smile on her face. 
"Don't worry about it," she reassures you, looping an arm with yours. The two of you fall in step together, heading back to the cabin. 
"I know it's difficult, after everything. But it's just a few hours. I'm sure you can survive that, no?" 
You shake your head, though you're grinning. 
"We'll have to see. I'm sure she'll make it hard." 
Y/BFFs/N slides her free hand along the polished oak handle of the porch's glass door, opening it for the two of you. 
"Just be civil and it'll all be fine. You don't even have to talk." 
The resulting glare you send her makes her laugh. 
Tonight will definitely be the death of you. 
Across the first floor, tucked away in the kitchen, Jiu is hard at work. She stands in a pair of shorts and an oversized sweatshirt, cleaning the grill she helped prepare dinner on earlier. A few strands of her hair have evaded the grasp of her ponytail holder, coming down to frame her face as she scrubs away. 
“Why don’t you just save that for the morning?” Someone unseen inquires, sounding half asleep. 
She turns around to find one of your friend’s other invites moseying over to the center island, bottle of water in hand. Her face is scrunched up some, and the small bags under her eyes immediately remind Jiu of who she is.
It’s Sua, the person who pre-gamed too early and overexerted herself when the group first arrived at the cabin earlier this morning. She’s been nursing a headache for the past few hours as a result. 
The low groan that she lets out as she hauls herself onto the high-top chair makes Jiu giggle, but she stifles it to the best of her ability. The younger girl has managed to brighten everybody’s moods all day long despite feeling how she does; she's truly a gift. 
“I want to get it done so I can rest easy,” Jiu finally answers. 
Sua rolls her eyes. “Sleep now, clean later. This is a vacation for a reason, you know? We deserve to procrastinate.” She raises her bottle to her lips, taking a long drink. 
“You do that, I’ll clean,” Jiu resolves, nodding to herself. 
“Suit yourself, pabo.” 
Sua folds her arms on the countertop and lays her head down, yawning as she nuzzles her cheek against the soft material of her sweater. Jiu glances at her and smiles, amused. She appreciates her nonchalance likely more than anyone else on this trip; it’s distracted her from her worries.  
Namely, you: her biggest inconvenience. 
When news reached her of Y/BFFs/N’s plans for a week-long getaway, she was intrigued. Work had been a hassle, she was stressed, and all in all she just needed a break. So, she pulled some strings, got her shifts covered, and took the time off.
All was well for the first few hours, when everyone was at Y/BFFs/N’s house, readying up to make the long drive to the forest resort; but then you made a surprise appearance there, busting in and looking just as good as you did the last time Jiu saw you. 
Effectively, it ruined her mood.
You’d glanced at her, then, when you first walked through the door. She was the one closest to you, having been on her way to get a refill of the drink she had in hand. Truthfully, it felt like slow motion; for a second, it was like the two of you were back to where you had been all that time ago. 
When you were still together.
You crossed the threshold with an eager smile, luggage bags weighing heavy in your hands before you allowed them to slip off your fingertips and land on the ground with a soft noise of impact. She met your eye for a fleeting moment, and she unconsciously took a small step toward you. Her lips began to pull back in the soft grin that you always told her you loved, mimicking the happy expression on your face. For that foolish second, she was transfixed. Foolish.
It was as if you were looking through her; you hadn’t actually perceived her at all, really. She was a passing face as you searched for Y/BFFs/N’s, only caring to register hers. 
Just before Jiu could utter a word or reach you, a loud cheer rang out from behind her. The entirety of the group had picked up on your arrival, word spreading fast throughout the living room once one of them caught a glimpse of you. 
She cursed quietly and retreated a few steps, allowing the excited crowd to gather around you and visit. 
You happily shared the story of how your boss – who’s always regarded you with a distant indifference – finally showed her humanity and adjusted the schedules so that you could have some time off. Not the entire week, of course, but a few days to go and be with your friends. Everyone seemed genuinely happy to see you; even the ones who barely knew you, having only heard of your existence through the stories that Y/BFFs/N had told them. It all made Jiu feel like the odd one out.
But she could remember a time when just hearing your name made her heart flutter, too, so she couldn’t exactly fault them. 
From a distance, she watched you. How you moved. How your hands danced around as you explained your stories. The way your lips pouted and pursed with every syllable, almost taunting her. 
She thought she had gotten over you months ago, after things ended. She thought she was stronger than this; but clearly, moving on would be impossible with you around. That was to be done separate, no more strings attached. The idea of having to look at you, to hear your laugh, to be near you in such a way and pretend like everything was fine seemed unfathomable. With every trace of you gone, maybe, maybe then she could move on. 
Anything less destroyed even the chance of closure for her. But, she supposed, closure would just have to wait a week or so. 
25 Minutes Later
Put lightly, Jiu is avoiding you. 
After washing the grill and dishes, she took her time with leading a groggy Sua back to her room and making sure she got settled fine. She made some small talk with some of the other girls in passing, but nothing as serious as she was looking for.
She’d be happy to debate the meaning of life right now if it kept the two of you apart for a little longer.
But with lights out rapidly approaching and everyone dragging themselves to their respective rooms, she knows the chances of that are nearing zero. So, begrudgingly, she makes her way up to the suite. 
With every step she takes, she wonders what you’re doing in there. Are you already asleep? Reading? Watching television? Maybe you’re scrolling mindlessly on your phone. Maybe you’re not even in there at all. 
The questions pile up in her mind until she eventually gets fed up and decides to be unaffected for once. Or, at least, to appear that way. She shouldn’t care regardless, and she reminds herself of that fact. All the two of you have to do is make it through the night, and then something can be arranged so that you can stay far, far away from one another. Not so hard, right?
Wrong. Certifiably, absolutely, unequivocally wrong. 
When Jiu opens the bedroom door, she finds you fresh out of the shower. A lacy bra adorns your upper half, while a towel is wrapped around your waist; you’re bent over your suitcase in search of some shorts to wear.
She looks away quickly, but it’s too little too late; even as she shuts the door and turns around, pressing her forehead to the wooden surface, she can picture your body. 
She mentally curses the water droplets that run their paths down your chest and abdomen, free as they edge closer and closer to where the towel meets your waist. They touch you in a way that she never can again, and she hates that.
More specifically, she hates the fact that she wants to.
Your eyes land on her as you stand up, shorts in hand. A heavy feeling of embarrassment settles over you. 
“Uh, sorry,” you mumble, not knowing what to do. 
She turns back around to face you after a moment, but she refuses to meet your gaze. If she does, her resolve will surely falter and crumble.
“There should still be plenty of hot water left if you’d like to take a shower,” you offer, extending an olive branch of sorts. From the angle you have of her face, you can see relief spread across it. 
She wastes no time in sending you a quick thank you and slipping off to the safety of the bathroom, leaving you to question what the hell just happened.
Most of the time, she’s engaging and bold; her liveliness is one of the things that made you fall in love with her. Even at the end of your relationship, when things were falling apart, it was never like this; she never refused to look at you as many times as she had today, or been so weary anytime you entered a room. She never used to despise you so much, and as that sinks in you realize just how much it hurts.
Despite everything, you hate how unbothered she is. 
While you’ve watched her from afar all day, agonizing over the curl of her lip when someone said something witty or the sound of her easy banter with the other girls, she’s clearly been fine. Paying you no mind doesn’t seem to be a challenge for her anymore, and you dislike that more than you thought you would. 
Truth be told, you hadn’t prepared yourself for that. With the scope of your relationship and the lack of closure you received, it only made sense for you to assume she’d miss you as much as you miss her. To be just as affected now, by it all, as you have been. 
But that’s clearly not the case. 
Once she’s alone, Jiu takes the opportunity to steady herself. Her hands find their way to the cool marble countertop of the sink, and she draws in a deep breath. 
She can’t stand you. 
Now, from just that small interaction, all she can think about is you. The subdued lighting of the room only brought out your features more, leaving shadows to fall across the parts of you that were untouched by it. Your muscles pulled and strained as you sifted through your bag, parting clothes left and right in search of your shorts. She could see your face, too, looking just as kissable as always. 
She really can’t stand you. 
Defeatedly, she turns the water on. The cold streams down, unaccompanied by any real heat whatsoever; this will be a freezing shower, she’s decided. She doesn’t trust what she might do otherwise, alone in here with her thoughts of you and steam clouding her judgement. 
The subtle throb between her legs is enough to warn her; she knows she’ll do something stupid if she doesn’t stop herself now, before it has the chance to start. 
When she strips out of her clothes, she does her best to think of anything other than the way you used to undress her. How you sat on your knees before her, slowly inching her pants down as your warm lips left kisses in their wake. How you’d take your time with her panties afterward, holding eye contact with her and stopping your motions anytime she looked away. 
Even now, goosebumps rise to her skin at the memory. It was torture then, but for entirely different reasons. 
She was promised sweet release then, no matter how much you may have edged or tested her. Now she'd consider herself lucky to even be rewarded with a conversation. 
Shaking the thoughts from her head, she steps into the tub. The frigid water makes contact with her back, and she has to sink her teeth into her lower lip to keep from shouting. But if this is what it takes to keep you out of her mind, then so be it. 
The muscles of your neck and shoulders ache as you sit at the mahogany desk on the far side of the room, half-heartedly working on the report your boss asked you to start. It was what you had to give in order to take the time off, which is only reasonable. Even still, you're having a hard time staying focused. 
The desk faces one of the large bay windows of the room, overlooking the forest and mountains that surround you. Darkness completely envelops the land, save for the occasional house light far off in the distance. Moonbeams hit the treetops, coating them in a sparkle that contrasts with the midnight sky. 
Nearby, an electric fireplace crackles, reminding you of its presence. It's situated as the centerpiece of the lounge area of the suite, providing the room with some additional warmth and light from its place beneath the television. Faux flames waver within it, vibrant as they mingle with one another. Some burn brightly while others glow dimly; the wild versus the tamed.
Despite everything, maybe this trip will do you some good. Escaping the hustle and bustle of your life back home is always a plus, and being in nature never fails to ground you again. Some circumstances might be unsatisfactory, sure, but you're determined to not let that stop you from enjoying this time away. You deserve it, after all.
Just as you find the inspiration to start your reporting again, another one of your distractions makes herself known. 
From the bathroom, a pleasant humming fades in; it's Jiu, reciting the chorus to one of her favorite songs. She breaks into vocals occasionally, switching between the two. 
No matter how much you wish you could, you can't deny that it sounds perfect, coupled with the atmosphere that surrounds you. Given its range and ease, her voice has always been a comfort; getting sick of it is simply impossible. That fact annoys you, but at the same time you give up trying to fight it; you know there's no use.
It takes you back in more ways than you know how to handle, but you don’t complain. For now, you’ll bottle up this feeling and store it away for later, when you part ways and return to the chaos of your own lives. 
Maybe then you could open such a Pandora’s Box.
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A few minutes later, she finally emerges from the bathroom; you attempt to ignore the urge to perk up. It's difficult, no doubt, after being left to your own devices for so long. Knowing she's so close and yet so unattainable doesn't help either. 
You don't turn around, just in case she isn't fully clothed.
It isn't anything you haven't seen before, but you're afraid you don't have that kind of permission anymore. The last thing you want to do is overstep.
Jiu wishes you'd look at her.
One thing she misses the most about you is your attention. You always paid it so freely – so willingly – rarely taking it off of her. It was ready for her anytime she wanted it, mainly because she had you so enraptured. 
Just the same as you’d always watched her, she watched you. She lived for the way your eyes lit up whenever she smiled or laughed, shining beautifully in a way they never did otherwise. She ached over how they darkened when she'd strip, parting her legs for you and putting herself on display. 
She was the art and you were the beholder. The only one she ever wanted to share herself with.
But now is a totally different time. You don't even so much as glance in her direction when she comes out, with her towel draped precariously around her body in a way that she was sure would drive you crazy.
It’s disheartening, but it doesn't make her want you any less. As she opens her bag and retrieves her clothes, slipping them on, she keeps an eye on you through the standing mirror in the corner of the room. 
Your legs spread as you readjust in the chair, making an attempt to rid your muscles of the tension within them. They're tight with the culmination of all the stress you've felt lately. 
When you allow your head to loll back, rolling from one side to the other, Jiu has to stop her wandering hands. The angle of the mirror allows her to see the way your brows knit together, pain and pleasure intermingling. She doesn't know how much longer she can stand this. 
One of your hands finds its way to your shoulder, rubbing a knot there, and Jiu gets an idea. Is it wise? Not in the slightest. But is she going to give in and go with it? Absolutely. 
What was it that Sua said earlier? This is a vacation for a reason. She can escape sound judgement and reason for now. Surely they'll return in full once you're out of the equation again, anyway.
She deserves to be a little reckless for once.
"Y/N," she calls, getting your attention. You wordlessly turn to look at her.
A bottle of lotion rests in her hands; she nervously toys with it.
"You can use some of this for your shoulders, if you want. It works pretty well." 
You consider her offer. "Thanks, but I'm alright," you declare, turning her down. "I can't reach what really hurts anyway." 
A beat passes before her eyebrows gently raise. "I can help you," she says, trying to keep the eager tone of her voice at bay. 
You pull a face. "Are you sure? You don't have to do that."
I want to, she thinks to herself.
"It's not a problem." She shakes her head, cementing her decision. "Just come here and lay down." 
You stand and relent with a soft noise of acceptance, almost imperceptibly. She takes notice of the way your eyes track down her body before dropping to the floor, lingering just a second too long for innocence. 
She dismisses the thought at once, not wanting to give herself hope.
When you cross in front of her and pause, though, slipping your shirt over your head with a subtle glance at her, it’s all she can do to restrain herself. The fading sunburn that you received earlier in the day, stretching across your nose and cheeks, looks like a natural blush from this close. 
She wants to kiss it.
“Thank you in advance,” you say over your shoulder, carefully laying down on your stomach. The fluffy comforter welcomes you in full, partially distracting and preventing you from overthinking what you’re about to experience.
She takes a steadying breath and releases it, glancing up at the ceiling like she’s pleading with a higher power. 
"Don't mention it," she dismisses, getting on the bed after you. 
In her mind, she debates the best way to go about this. Where should she sit? Overstepping the unspoken boundaries you've established isn't something she wants to do. 
Her fingertips play with the hook of your bra, sliding over the material. "Can I…" she trails off, both of you aware of what she's asking. 
"Go ahead," you permit.
She unclips the fastener and watches as the two sides fall down, fully exposing your back to her. Once you slip it off of your arms and toss it towards your suitcase, her fingertips ghost over your skin, tracing the gentle curve of your spine. 
She dons a musing smile when she notices goosebumps appearing in their wake. 
Perhaps she was wrong. Maybe all along, you've been the art and she the beholder. 
Her knees go to either side of your waist as she moves to straddle you, settling down onto you. Once she's sure you're comfortable, she retrieves the bottle of lotion from its place on the bed and squeezes some out onto her fingertips. 
It's smooth as it slides against them, medicated and cool. Her favorite brand makes it, and she never leaves the house without it. She'll be thanking her lucky stars endlessly for that habit after tonight.
Something crossed between a hiss and sigh fights past your lips when she makes contact for the first time, spreading the chilly cream across your shoulders. The attempt she made to warm it beforehand clearly didn't work as well as she thought, and she has to stifle a laugh at your reaction. 
Beneath her fingers, your muscles tense and jump; you do your best to relax them as she pushes harder, kneading them with care. She does so with a steady rhythm, using the base of her hands to loosen you up first before focusing her fingers on the more persistent knots. Every circle of her hands against you warms the lotion up more, convincing you to relax and give into the relief she’s able to provide.
You close your eyes, wanting to focus on her motions. 
What you failed to prepare yourself for, though, is the notion that she’s closer to you than ever. Only separated by the material of your shorts and hers, she sits atop you, her warm thighs trembling slightly with effort anytime she has to push herself up to reach you better. 
When she steadies herself on your lower back, splaying a hand across it, you can feel the subtle way her hips rut against your ass as she readjusts her position. 
Maybe you're just imagining it.
Serious work is put into leaving that idea behind, but at every opportunity she gets, Jiu seems to enjoy feeding your delusion. 
When she accidentally gets too much lotion at once, her solution comes in the form of leaning down and running her hands up your outstretched arms, reaching as far as she can to further spread it. In the process, her front presses against the length of your body; her breathing is shuddered, too, just like yours. 
Did she do that to show you it’s mutual?
If only you knew.
Her eager eyes rake over your body, pleased to have you like this in front of her. At her mercy, reacting to the faintest of touches. Possessing this kind of power again makes her feel brave in a dangerous way; should things continue like this unchecked, she might do something impulsive.
But, is she to be blamed? No; she rejects that. 
The subtle rock of your hips is far guiltier than her, adding fuel to the fire of her imagination. The way your hands fist in the sheets, fingers twisting in a show of pain and pleasure whenever she hits a particularly sensitive spot, are in the wrong; the sight makes her wonder, for a desperate second, how they would feel in her hair. 
Her motions – now more wanton, unafraid of touching you – grow a little more rough, shying away from demurity. They’ve arrived at your waist now; a risky place to be. 
She can tell that the appropriate amount of time for two exes to spend doing something like this is dwindling fast; the window of propriety will be closing soon, leaving any further contact between the two of you up for suspicion. She’s aware of that, and yet she has no desire to stop.
In this game of yours, she’s merely a pawn; that’s something she realizes when the sound of a guttural, appreciative moan from you makes her heart flutter wildly. 
She freezes in place, taking a cautious breath; she shouldn’t have enjoyed it as much as she did.
A few beats pass… one…. another…. before you ultimately take her stunned reaction as a sign of discomfort.
“Uh, thanks again,” you say quietly, suddenly feeling ten times too exposed and five hundred degrees too hot. A couple taps to her leg gives her the memo, and she climbs off of you.
Embarrassed and upset with yourself for doing such a thing, you refuse to even so much as make eye contact with her again. 
An apology from you fizzles into the air, but she’s still too overwhelmed to fully process what just transpired. It all happened too fast; she wants to go back and relive it, but it’s too late. You’re already slipping your shirt back on and burying yourself under the covers, humiliated. When you cover your face with the pillow, debating on smothering yourself, she spares you by reaching over and turning the lamp off. 
She lifts her side of the covers afterward, getting in beside you. You face away from one another, back to back, establishing distance once again.
This night is proving to be anything but predictable.
2:07 AM
Insects perform their songs outside, languidly calling to one another from high above – nestled in the leaves of the tree tops – and far below, amid the grassy trails and branching networks of hills. All is calm… until it isn’t.
Suddenly, the stillness of the night is interrupted by a recurring, unintelligible noise. 
The first time you hear it, you ignore it, opting instead to bury your head a little deeper into your pillow. It's probably just the house settling or something outside, you reason.
The second time, you're annoyed enough to pause your attempt at restful sleep with the hopes of discovering its source and stopping it.
It comes again a little later, but from somewhere you never would've expected. Rather, you suppose, someone.
Your name takes the shape of a mumble as it slips through Jiu's lips, altered slightly from how her cheek is pressed to her pillow. Any other time you might find it exciting to hear her say it, but here and now, you can't say you do. 
Warmth spreads to your cheeks as your sleepy mind recalls what happened just a few hours ago, making you relive your embarrassment.
The noise comes again, and a little louder this time; an irritated groan leaves you as you take one of the throw pillows and nudge her, attempting to quiet her. It seems to work for a minute, but just as you settle back down to rest again, something even worse happens.
"Y/N… ah," she moans, her voice breathy and ragged. 
Is she...?
Your eyes open wide when you realize what's taking place right beside you.
Jiu is totally having a sex dream about you.
What a revelation to have.
She writhes in search of relief, causing the covers to fall down her body and expose more of it. Her pajama top, too, has ridden up and ruffled in her pursuit of friction. 
She looks an absolute mess, you realize, as you roll over to look at her. Her hair splays across the pillow in every which way, her chest rises and falls at a faster rate than normal, and her thighs push together to lessen the throbbing between them. Your blood runs cold when you notice that she isn’t wearing her shorts anymore. Only a pair of lacy, white panties conceal her, gleaming in the moonlight with a softness that begs to be touched.
Hot and bothered is the only way to describe her.
"Please," she whines, desperation hanging heavy on the tones of her voice. 
Selfishly, you don’t wake her right away. Seeing her like this, so close and beautiful, is something you don’t want to give up again. At least not yet.
Her full lips part as her head pushes into the pillow, exposing her neck. Her muscles are pulled taut as she squirms; her hands fisted in the sheets at her sides. A thin sheen of sweat is visible on her forehead, showing just how affected she is. 
Maybe you should play nice and put an end to her suffering…
Her hips begin to rock, slowly at first; the motion draws a soft sigh from her as she finally gets some relief. Your body begs you to touch her in some way, feeling your own desire grow at the sight of her. 
Unconsciously – and to prevent you from reaching out to her – your fingers thread themselves in the cover that's thrown haphazardly over you. You bite your lip to keep it busy; otherwise you'd be tempted to wake her up with your mouth, as she's asked you to before.
Only when your own arousal becomes too much to bear do you decide to end this little game. 
She whimpers when you move in closer, still a world away. Her hand falls on your thigh, however, making you falter for a moment. It's warm and dangerously close to your center, trembling slightly against you. Her nails threaten to leave indentations, should she flex her fingers the right way.
Unable to deny yourself such a simple pleasure, you allow it to stay where it is. 
"Jiu." 
She doesn't stir. If anything, the sound of your voice only drags her further under. Her breath hitches in time with another stutter of her hips.
You'll have to try harder.
“Jiu, wake up,” you whisper, leaving a kiss on her cheek. Your lips hover nearby to utter her name again, should they need to.
Gently, you bring a hand to her shoulder and shake it, hoping to coax her out of her dream and back to reality. After a moment, your plan works; her eyes open gingerly, blinking a few times to adjust from her daze. 
“Y/N?” Confusion is prevalent in her voice, coupled with her drowsiness. It’s cute, really, and it takes you back to all the mornings you would wake up by her side. 
“It’s me; I'm here,” you reassure her, moving your hand to her hip. Now with your arm stretched across her body, you can feel the warmth radiating from her. It starkly contrasts with the chilly air of the room, making you want to hide away under the covers and pull her in close. 
But, of course, you refrain. That’s not something you can do anymore.
Her dark eyes shine in what little light the room has to offer, gazing up at you with a sweet innocence that you find endearing. She's vulnerable in this state, and yet by the way she shifts closer in your arms, she makes it known that she trusts you. 
You watch as her gaze travels down your arm, towards where your hand still rests against her hip. Momentarily, she looks as if she's questioning something within her mind – attempting to piece something together. 
"Y/N, did we…?" She trails off, unsure. 
"Did we what?" You push, testing the waters. You have an idea of what she wants to know, but hearing her say it would be so much better. 
Surprisingly, she puts her hand over yours, keeping it in place. 
"Did we have sex?" The question comes out in a husky whisper as she makes an effort to be quiet.
You shake your head in reply as a slightly humored smile works its way onto your lips. 
The movement draws her attention to them; they're a beautiful shade, with the moonlight hitting them just right. She can't find it in herself to look away. 
A few seconds pass before you speak again; her hand grips yours a little tighter. 
"It was just a dream. You–"
Your explanation is cut short by her lips as they press to your own in a swift kiss. 
Reckless. 
You pull away at once, almost like you've been burned. Why would she do that? 
Both of you pause, regarding one another. Your eyes work hard to decipher her intentions – what she wants – through the darkness of the room, as if they have such a gift. Hers do the same, searching your face for the answer she wants.
She gets it in another form, however, as your hand slides higher on her waist. Her heart lurches in her chest, its rate increasing somehow. Part of her is afraid you can feel it; but, truthfully, that's exactly what she wants. If you could feel how badly she needs you in this moment, maybe you'd show some mercy and help her. 
Maybe.
Tension hangs heavy in the air of the room as she slips her hand higher, too, moving it between your thighs. The heat that's come to pool there encourages her, compelling her to cup you through your clothes. 
You gasp, earning a smile from her. You clearly aren't as over her as you pretend to be. 
Empowered, she rolls you over, trading your positions. Now she hovers over you as you lie on your back, waiting with bated breath to see what she'll do. 
Her hand slides up and over the waistband of your shorts slowly, edging closer and closer to your center with only your panties separating her from you. Your eyes flutter closed in response.
"I'm going to kiss you again," she whispers, sounding more confident than ever. "If you want me to stop, tell me. Okay?" 
You nod, trying to stay still. Fighting the urge to rock your hips into her hand is easier said than done.
She leans into you, letting her body mold into yours as she shuffles closer. She replaces the hand between your thighs with a leg, giving you something to grind against. You thank her by slipping your hands beneath her top and pulling it over her head.
"Beautiful," you whisper against her lips, as she presses them to yours again. You take her into your arms in a safe embrace, sighing into her mouth when her bare chest rubs against you. The thin material of your shirt does little to obstruct the feeling. 
Though the shadows hide it, a deep, crimson blush warms her cheeks. She can taste the cinnamon toothpaste that you used earlier and smell the familiar scent of your hair products. You still use the same ones, she realizes. 
Her leg flexes instinctively as you cup her cheek and deepen the kiss, tilting your head to the side. As you raise your hips to meet hers, she slides a hand up to your chest to offer it some attention. A pitiful noise leaves you when she makes contact, cupping your breasts. She pulls away from your lips to admire you, wanting to see the effect she has.
“Such a pretty thing,” she compliments, feeling arrogant when you bite your lip to stifle a moan. She toys with you like a plaything, switching her movements every so often to garner different reactions. You’re restoring her confidence without even trying; such sweet oblivion.
What she doesn’t fully grasp in the moment, though, is that your arrangement is very much so a two way street. You demonstrate the power you still have over her as you take hold of her hips, pulling them down as you thrust up to meet them. 
Just as her thigh is between your legs, so is yours between hers; the mutual relief you receive at the motion entices you, making you repeat it.
She curses into your ear, the sound so full of raw desire that you nearly lose all sense of reason right then and there. Her head falls against your shoulder in ecstasy as she revels a little longer, enjoying the heat that spreads throughout her body the more you touch her.
It’s just like it used to be in so many ways, but somehow new. Still exciting. Still everything she hoped for.
Her lips find their way to your cheek in the darkness, leaving a trail of kisses downward, along your jawline and neck. They’re desperate and needy, accompanied by her shuddered breaths as she attempts to convey everything you’re making her feel. She can only cross her fingers and hope that it’s mutual.
“Come here,” you instruct, tapping her leg. She understands in an instant, wordlessly repositioning herself so that she’s straddling your waist now. The new angle is even more comfortable, and she sits back to give you a better look at her body as a way of expressing her gratitude. Her perky breasts are on full display, looking absolutely divine above the lines of her abs. You run a finger over the latter, tracing the hard-earned muscles in admiration. 
Subtly, her hips begin to gyrate. She wants the movement to be tortuous, starting slow and building up until you can’t take it anymore. It’s only fair to give you a taste of your own medicine after all this time. 
“Shit, Jiu,” you exhale, glancing down to where you’re joined. Her panties glisten as she writhes, displaying the wet spot that you’ve caused; when her grinding becomes a little sloppier, you can feel her slick spread to your abdomen. 
"You like that, baby?" She muses, breathing heavy. You nod vehemently, not quite trusting your voice enough to speak yet. 
You splay a hand across her pelvis, using your thumb to tease her clit. 
She shakes as a surprised, broken moan slips out of her mouth. It’s louder than either of you expected it to be, and you find yourselves wanting to laugh for a moment.
“Play fair,” she warns, glaring at you. “...unless you want to wake everyone in the house up?” It’s posed as a question rather than a statement. 
“I wouldn’t be–” you pause, exhaling when she presses into you a little harder, cocking a brow, “...opposed to that, necessarily.” 
A sexy smile plays on her lips, making them look more kissable than ever. “No?” Something dangerous shines in her eyes.
“Try me.”
She bites her lip, weighing her options. You asked for it.
Her voice is whiny when she speaks again, and about five times louder than necessary at that. “I need you, Y/N. Please…” her hands thread into her hair exaggeratedly, playing into the show she’s giving. “Fuck me–”
You sit up at once, clasping a hand over her mouth and using the length of your body to push her backwards and pin her down against the bed. Adrenaline surges through your veins as you remain deathly still for a few tense seconds, trying to make sure her little stunt didn’t actually wake anybody up. 
You didn’t really think she’d do it.
The sound of distant footsteps fills the hall, a series of padding and waiting, before the latch of a bedroom door clicks. The floorboards creak… someone's weight shifting from one foot to the other as they peek into the hall. 
Jiu smiles against your palm, feeling every thump of your nervous heart. 
When she wraps her legs around your waist and slips a hand between your bodies, your eyes screw tightly shut. 
"Stop," you whisper, the noise like harsh wind on a calm night. 
Her wanting eyes peer up at you, observing. The situation is delicate, so that's exactly how she'll treat it. 
Slowly, she places her free hand beside her head on the bed and glances at it, inviting you to hold it. Upon hesitantly removing your own from her mouth, you thread your fingers with hers as you pin it down.
Innocently, she kisses your neck again, just above your pulse point. Her warm breath tickles your skin, only further stirring the fire within you. 
"Do you really want me to?" She asks, voice sinful and rich. Her lips still, full and tempting, awaiting your answer.
Another door opens somewhere else in the house, followed by heavy footsteps. Someone trekking to the kitchen, it seems. Your mouth runs dry.
Her fingers toy with the hem of your shorts, edging them down little by little. "Say it again and I will," she promises. "Tell me you don't want me and I'll stop." 
You sigh as she pulls your panties to the side, finally slipping her hand past the material. She finds your clit easily, with no real effort necessary; she knows your body now just the same as she did before. 
"I…" you start, fighting back a stutter. Two of her fingers dip down to your entrance, gathering up some of your wetness. "...I can't." 
"You can't what, Y/N?" She moves her fingers left and right, teasing. 
"I can't say I don't want you," you groan, annoyance bubbling up within you. 
"Why not?" You can tell she's smirking just by the sound of her voice. 
"Because I'm sick of lying," you admit. "I've always wanted you." 
Her cocky attitude falters. 
A beat passes.
All footsteps outside retreat back into their respective rooms, and closing doors resound shortly after. 
Effectively, the two of you are alone again.
Silence prevails following your confession – an eternal moment unbroken by any words of reciprocation from her. It lends your mind to chaos, filling it with worry.
You shouldn't have said anything. This was a mistake. 
Embarrassed, you sit up and remove yourself from Jiu, moving towards the edge of the bed. She reaches out for you, though you don't see it. 
"I'm sorry," your head shakes, discontent. "I shouldn't have–"
"Shush," she commands, surprising you. She refuses to let this end like before, with you retreating and shutting her out.
Your eyebrows raise as you turn to look at her; she still lays where you left her, only now she's propped up on her elbows. 
"Don't say you regret it. Please." Her voice sounds small. 
"But I thought…" 
Her eyes remain on you as she sits up, carefully moving to sit next to you on her knees. 
"I never stopped either, Y/N. I just couldn't believe you've felt the same all this time." She explains, not wanting you to misinterpret her silence any longer. 
Your fingers toy at your thighs, still jittery with nerves. She notices, and lays a comforting hand on top of them.
"I've missed you," she adds. Softly, quietly. So as to not disturb this process. Together, you're beginning to pick up the pieces of what you let slip through your fingers before. 
"Me too," you reassure her, bringing a hand up to caress her cheek. She leans into your touch, letting her eyes fall shut. 
The walls she so adamantly built around her heart are lowering, little by little, and the notion scares her. If she gives herself to you tonight and you end up walking away, she doesn’t know if she’ll be able to recover. 
“I’ve got you." The phrase sounds like a promise from your heart to hers; it’s as if you read her mind. “I won’t let things get in the way like before.”
She looks at you again, peeking her eyes open. The earnest look on your face is sincere enough to convince her of anything. “I’ll spend however long it takes proving it to you, Jiu.”
Her eyes shine with unshed tears. “I believe that.”
“Good,” you say, releasing a small breath of anticipation you hadn’t realized you were holding in.
She squeezes your hand three times, reminding you of the past. 
Nostalgia befalls you, both in good ways and bad. So much regret exists between the two of you, centering around the breakup that neither of you really wanted in the first place. Life got in the way, then, and you were both too naive to fight against what you thought were fate’s currents. 
It was decided that if you couldn’t be together, you’d have to settle for the ghost of one another. 
Jiu found you in midnight moonlight, shining brightly amid the darkest of hours. You ruled from high above, with your impact spanning further than you ever realized. 
She found you in the sound of laughter – the kind that starts by surprise, bubbling up from within and spilling out in a way that couldn’t not be contagious. The kind that everyone appreciates when they tell a joke with their fingers crossed, hoping it lands. 
In warm tea and fireside reading you resided; a comforting hug on winter’s coldest day.
But traces of you were left behind in unwanted places, too, like fingerprints on a window. No matter how many cycles of washing and drying her sheets went through, they still smelled like you. 
Her skin still remembered the way you touched her, igniting a fire that only you could put out. Her lips remembered your taste, knowing nothing could compare. She tried, for a time, to replace the imprints you left behind; but her efforts were in vain. 
You were her mirage in the desert; a distant, elusive dream. Glimmering with untapped potential, waiting to be caught. She ebbed, you flowed. That’s how you would be, then and forever.
Or so she thought.
Had she known that she was the Sun to you, perhaps her hope would’ve been restored. 
Or maybe she would have laughed, knowing that you found her in the strangest of places. Like seatbelts, for instance, and napkins; always necessary, and always staving off the bad that the world had to offer. 
She was the chilly blast of air provided by the AC on summer’s most humid day, greeting you at the door of every shop you entered. 
She was the sleepy delirium you slipped into on your days off, all pleasant dreams and comfortable positions.
The flowers and blossoms of the world were all her kisses, like a goddess’s gift to the Earth. Elegant, sweet, perfect. Being showered in them was a good luck charm; they rode the air currents on spring days, fluttering greetings on their way.
Coming home. To you, that was her. The familiarity of the floorboards, knowing where to step to avoid them creaking; the refrigerator light against a pitch-black kitchen, its crescent shape holding the darkness at bay; the support of your bed, offering relief to the parts of you that needed it most.
Truth be told, both of you found each other in everything. Bits and pieces, all fragments far too small to equate to the immensity of what you shared. Glimpses would never do in the long run, and you knew that. But what else were you to do?
Perhaps that silent hope that you held out, all daydreams and utterances of what if, swayed the universe into this. Into giving you an in; an opportunity to right your wrongs. A chance to hold tighter, this time, and accept trials and tribulations as signs of growth to be handled together – not reasons to give up. 
You feel yourself smiling before you realize you’re even doing it. Her presence has a whole new meaning now, a whole slew of possible outcomes. Wherever the two of you decide to take things is up to you again; there’s nothing holding you back anymore. 
She brings a hand up to your cheek, brushing her thumb across your soft skin. Even just holding you like this, so simply, is something she’s been longing for. Since the day you walked into her life, you’ve ruled her world without even knowing it. Sweet oblivion, yet again.
“Kiss me,” she says, after a moment. It draws you from the hold of her spell, bringing you back down to Earth. 
You obey with a smile, but just before your lips meet hers, she stops you. She didn’t mean there.
“Here,” she corrects, as her hand guides yours back between her thighs. She’s wetter now than she was before, somehow, and you moan against her at the feeling. She muffles the noise with a kiss of her own, knowing how badly you need it. 
She bites your lip as she pulls away. “We’re not leaving this bed until you’ve made up for every night we’ve been apart. Do you understand me?”
You sigh, half-amused. “I’m fairly certain that the group is going hiking in the morning,” you inform, “...so I think it’s important that you’re still able to walk for that.”
“Who says we have to join them?” She raises a brow, pushing you down onto the bed and moving to straddle you again. 
You pull a face, feigning concern. “You wouldn’t want to be improper, now would you?” 
Her shoulders rise and fall in a shrug, accepting no blame. “What happens is up to you. Take me now or forever hold your peace.” She declares it proudly, posing herself before you. 
The view of her on top of you – nearly naked, her body humming with want, waiting for your touch – dispels any and all remnants of humor. Your shared desire wins out, filling the air of the room; she’s aware of her power over you, but she’d be a liar to act as if watching your eyes darken didn’t make her stomach flip just like it did the first time you ever took her. 
With a hushed curse, you capture her lips in a searing kiss. She gasps into it when you roughly pull her panties down, showing little care in being gentle now. Her response comes in a similar form, with her hastily tugging your shirt over your head; once you’re exposed to her, she can’t help but stare. She admires every curve like it’s the first time she’s seen it; every line like it’s her last. It’s adoration and desperation, all at once; appreciating it all is important to her, but so too is relearning it. 
Luckily for you, she happens to be best at a hands-on approach.
Her nails drag across your abdomen on their way downward, leaving faint marks on your sensitive skin; she can’t wait to see how many she can leave on you. It’s always been one of her favorite things to do.
In one fluid motion you flip her over, cradling her close in the process. Her hands cup your cheeks as she kisses you, and you hurriedly remove any remaining clothes from your bodies. 
She spreads her legs for you as you begin to slide down her body, leaving one final kiss to her lips. 
Her hands hold your hair up as you explore her abdomen, painting her fair skin with an array of love bites. Her nails dig into your scalp when her impatience hits a high, making you smile against her despite the sting. 
She hums appreciatively when you finally slide your hand down, ready to prepare her for what she wants most. She’s absolutely soaked, and by the whine that she lets out when you press your palm to her clit, it’s safe to say that she’ll only get worse. The bed sheets below her have already received some of her slick, proudly displaying a wet spot for you to bear witness to. 
“Enough teasing, jagi,” she groans, breathless and tired of your games. With shut eyes and furrowed brows, she pushes her head back into her pillow and takes up the writhing again that she had become so good at earlier. Her hands fall to your shoulders, pushing you down further.
You settle her thighs on your shoulders, basking in how smooth and warm they are around you. She’s perfection in human form; divinity personified.
“Keep it down, Jiu,” you command, taking control. “If you pull another stunt like earlier, I’m stopping altogether.”
She nods feverishly, lacking the desire to be a brat anymore. If playing nice is what it takes to have you, then so be it. That promise of release is finally back again, after all this time, and she can let herself get lost in you. 
These four walls – what she once loathed – are creating an oasis.
Her personal utopia.
The Next Morning
Overzealous birds work as your alarm clock of sorts, claiming the prize of waking you up. You blink the sleep from your eyes and stretch, feeling a pleasant soreness in parts of your body it hadn’t been before last night. The ache reminds you of everything you did just a few hours ago, and you find yourself smiling like an idiot as you roll over to greet the resident sadist next to you.
When your hand meets the cold, empty expanse of the bed instead, your expression sours.
The bedside table is void of any note or message, too, you discover, though your phone sits atop it, charging. At some point this morning she must’ve plugged it in for you. Sweet, but not enough. You wanted to wake up in her arms, or at the very least next to her. 
Grumbling, you sit up and head to the bathroom to get cleaned up.
You have no idea what the day will hold for the two of you.
Clean and dressed, you take a seat on the bed. Your fingertips mindlessly press to the hickey on your neck – one of the many, many that you discovered as you got ready – rubbing patterns against the abused skin there.
You unplug your phone and turn it on, mentally crossing your fingers as you scan through your message notifications for her name. 
Your pursuit proves fruitless. Not even a text.
You huff like a child, rolling your eyes. So much for a vacation; now you’re stressed all over again. 
When staring a hole into your phone doesn’t result in her notification magically popping up, you decide to give it a rest.
Standing up, you slip it into your back pocket and head for the door, ready to track Y/BFFs/N down and tell her everything.
However those plans, too, come to a screeching halt right before your eyes as you swing the door open to reveal a shocked Jiu. Your timing truly is impeccable.
“AHHH!” She shrieks, frightened. 
She hastily scrambles to keep the large tray in her hands upright and off of the floor. 
Spilling the spread of foods she just finished preparing for the two of you doesn’t sound too appealing to her, after all.
Immediately, you spring into action and successfully help steady it. Some fruits fell out of their separate containers and a bit of milk spilled over the side of its jar, but all of that is easily fixable. Jiu releases a tense breath as she realizes that the worst case scenario was avoided, but she glares at you as she pushes her way into the room.
“Pabo,” she mutters, striding over to the bed. The slight limp in her step makes you smile inwardly, proud of yourself.
Once the food is safely laid down and she cleans up what spilled, she turns to look at you. 
“Sorry,” you mitigate, grimacing. When you approach her and look at everything she put together, your annoyance from before gives way to guilt. A plethora of your favorite foods decorates the tray, assembled with love.
She regards you for a moment, pretending to be angry. When her eyes land on one of the darkening marks on your neck, pleased mischief comes to gleam in them.
“You’re lucky I like you,” she threatens, pointing a finger at you.
Playfully, you bite the tip of it. 
“I’m aware, jagi.”
Cautiously, you ease your arms around her waist, ready to pull away if need be. Although her lips still rest in an unamused pout, she doesn’t stop you. 
The jackhammering of her heart has eased now, and you can feel its pace returning to normal as you draw her into your arms. She loops hers around your neck and sweetly presses her cheek to yours, content with staying like that for a bit.
You sway gently, rocking from side to side. This definitely makes up for the rude awakening you received earlier.
Once you’re satisfied, you pull away enough to look at her. Your fingertips brush a few stray strands of hair out of her face, tucking them behind her ear. She leans in, finally kissing you good morning.
“Ready to eat?”
Your lips purse in mock contemplation as you scan the food again. 
"Mmm, five more minutes?" You suggest, leaning forward to kiss her again. She laughs into the embrace lightly, returning the gesture. 
Her lips taste of the strawberries and cherries that she stole bites of earlier, as she cooked. It's addicting, you find, when she deepens the kiss and wraps herself around you, melting into your arms. You hold her close, just like she wants. 
"Does this mean…" she mumbles between kisses, "we're still gonna room together?" 
You pause to laugh. "Yeah, jagi. We're still roommates. No getting rid of me now." 
She replaces her lips on yours, kissing them again and again as you attempt to control the growing smile on your face. She sweetly cups your cheeks, rubbing her thumbs across them as you continue.
Abruptly, jarring clapping resounds from the doorway. Fake sniffling can also be heard, and so the two of you look up to investigate. 
It's none other than Sua and Y/BFFs/N, standing side by side with their hands clasped tightly together like proud parents. 
"I told you it would happen," Sua wails, dabbing fake tears from the corner of her eye. Y/BFFs/N agrees, nodding enthusiastically. 
“Mission accomplished,” she quips, looking straight at you. 
It seems as though they had been playing Cupid all along…
Sneaky.
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