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kingmaker-a · 3 months

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Troublemaker | Kim Jungeun

Hogwarts AU

Related: Ecdysis, You're a Keeper

Slytherin Prefect Reader x Gryffindor Troublemaker Kim Lip

Warnings/Tags: Enemies to Lovers(?), Reader is a stickler for the rules, Jungeun is usually up to something, references to other fics

Premise: Jungeun has been a pain in your side ever since you became a prefect. You've lost count of how much time you've lost holding her through detention. However, as the year slowly draws to a close, one routine patrol has you questioning why she causes trouble.

Word count: 1.9k

A/N: I was originally supposed to get this out on her birthday but life ended up happening, so happy valentines instead!

It’s hard to find the truth through tasseled moonlight, wooden oak creaks under every footfall.

You know what you see.

Sunset orange fades to luscious black waves, it clicks like a puzzle piece, a reminder of her haunt, the boathouse afloat Black Lake.

So why was she here?

Wind howls through every nook and cranny of the astronomy tower, creeping through the gaps in your cloak.

Still, she's unceasing in the biting, uncaring cold, much like the orrery that calls the tower home.

Much like you.

“Tch,” your tongue clicks at the roof of your mouth, frustration boils below the surface as you roll your neck.

She doesn't shift, doesn't budge an inch in the face of your restrained frustration.

A subtle kindness given your history.

Your thumb runs over the cold metal of your badge. Too many detentions to count.

At least half of them could've been avoided, if she didn’t look so smug, beaming with an almost arrogant pride.

Like she wanted to be caught.

Yet, there’s none of that, here in this moment.

“Kim,” you beckon, foot bouncing. At least you didn’t have to deal with her much longer.

Her head slinks between her shoulders, leaning deeper against the railing.

You roll your eyes, why your safe haven of all places?

She sighs and you hate the way it tugs, pulls you closer. If she hears your approach, she makes no acknowledgement, her eyes linger on the courtyard far below.

Your ears prickle against the sound of metal against metal, slight and faint. Your eyes remain focused, diligent, plucking out the distant paired silhouettes, one Gryffindor, one Slytherin.

She scoffs when you take your spot next to her, elbows resting against the railing. You can't help the scowl that burns across your lips as you lean forward, too preoccupied with your prefect duties.

It’s a brief glance at her that paints the picture, melancholic and lost.

Your eyes trace back over the figures, you can practically feel the pulse of animosity and conflict, it burns in the Slytherin’s veins.

Hyeju and Keeper.

“You know if it bothers you so much, they are breaking curfew.” It’s unlike you to offer a kindle of warmth, unlike you at least, when it comes to her.

That's why you're not surprised when she laughs, unable to reel it in as she keels against the railing.

Her hair ripples with sunlight for the briefest moments, her laughter waters her eyes as her fingers stem the flow.

“You know,” her words are like the first bite into decadent chocolate. “No one would believe me if I told them you were funny.”

There’s a wistfulness to her smile as her eyes languish back to the courtyard, it’s frail, drought with something unspoken. There’s a slight gleam to her eyes as she settles, tentatively, on you.

“It’s fine, really.” She falters underneath your serious gaze, choosing to focus on the night sky. You catch the slightest glint of something metallic in her hand, red and gold. It catches against the moonlight before she finally palms it. “If anything it’s my fault.”

Her eyes crinkle as she offers another smile, another attempt in reassurance.

This wasn’t your dynamic, it’s always been an accustomed silence in detention. Aside from the brief arguments she paints in her defense, it’s never been more than that.

Yet, something shifts, under the shade of her melancholy. Perhaps, the night brings with it, its own sort of magic.

You take a deep breath, eyes cast asunder through the dark crevices of the night.

“What’s on your mind Kim?”

The wind howls in those few silent, fraught seconds. You miss the luster of moonlight that flashes through her hair.

She scoffs, reality crashes against her in a gigantic wave. It’s an odd comfort to have you of all people check up on her. You don’t notice the way her eyes linger on you with a shaky edge.

Her eyes trail yours, gliding against speckled fairy dust.

Her breath grows shaky, wheezing with a poor attempt at a laugh.

“A lot.”

Her words weigh heavy with the black that mars her hair. She almost sinks lower under your gaze.

Orange has always been one of your favorite colors, even in spite of Jungeun’s insipid antics.

Somehow, part of you misses the flare of orange. Even if it often spelt the loss of your own free time.

Metal grinds against the railing, a nervous twitch.

“Run me through it, Jungeun.” It’s not often that your voice is painted with a soft velvet, even more so in her company.

You can’t help but arch an eyebrow as she whines, shrinking against the railing. Her hair runs adrift with waves of moonlight.

It’s hard to pick out, against the moonlight. But part of you swears there’s the slightest hint of rosy pink.

She steadies herself, tugged ashore by a deep breath as her hair returns to a deep obsidian black.

You two have never been particularly close.

But there’s something held in the cloisters of the astronomy tower, that almost makes it feel otherwise.

“Do you like Keeper?”

Her eyebrows scrunch, pulled together at the ends by a rough indignance. It slowly softens, lingering like a fading wave.

Her voice is small, soft like flakes of snow.

“No.”

Her lips scrunch, almost wincing as she says it.

“Not romantically at least…”

There’s something that catches on her breath as she looks at you, forlorn and lost. Her eyes shimmer like glass as her lips quiver.

It’s odd to see her offer a smile to you of all people, caught in the dust of those frail, heart aching moments.

It falters and slips, crashing against the ground like a glass of wine.

For the first time you’re hesitant.

If she was any of your other peers, you’d pull her close like a held breath.

Perhaps it is the house of the lion that holds her strong as she offers a weak laugh. Her teeth flare into an almost ironic smile.

“I said, I’d always have their back.” Her grip tightens against the railing, knuckles twisting into a bone white. “...and I didn’t-”

You can’t help the smile that burns across your lips, settling into a soft smirk.

“You told Yoongi about the tea shop.”

It’s hard to ignore the enjoyment you feel as she deflates, eyes pointed like a dagger.

“You know you’re ruining the fun.”

“Isn’t that my job?”

She rolls her eyes with an annoyed knowing groan. In spite of it all, her lips curve into a soft, curious smile.

She offers you her hand, the moment is soft and almost poignant.

If not for the object held in her palm.

It glimmers softly in the moonlight.

A Gryffindor prefect badge.

“It might be my job soon,” her hair brims with the slightest hint of life, the darkest shade of orange you can imagine.

The details aren’t lost on you, as irrelevant as they might be. The badge in its own way, being a weird, twisted sort of inheritance, set forth by Kim ‘Sua’ Bora.

She had always been brash and confident almost arrogantly so, but you never expected her to end up bedridden in St. Mungo’s.

There is something to be said about lions not being ravens.

“You don’t sound too enthused,” your voice clings to the eves, between the sparkle held between distant stars.

Her smile falters, scraped off like flaking paint. “I-... yeah.”

The orrery ticks away, unceasing in its ministrations. You can taste the cold edge of the night air, it creeps in, snuffing the flame of any words that burn at your throat.

She turns to you, eyes soft like sugar glass.

“...You really don’t have anything to say huh?” It’s hard to notice that which goes unsaid in her voice, it’s a spattering of paints, messy and troublesome. It tastes of melancholy, yet it burns with the poison of something else entirely.

She laughs with an almost throaty derision, the punchline to an unspoken joke.

“You really don’t care huh?” She scoffs, her voice echoing with wounds and scars, her hair burns an almost violent shade of orange. “I’ve been a pain in your ass since you became a prefect.”

Her teeth grit together like sandstone and gravel. It’s hard to ignore the way her eyebrows twitch and tense as it all slowly fades under a shaky breath.

So too does the orange, fading into the familiar shade of sunset orange, that you’d come to know.

The exact same shade that was your favorite.

She laughs weakly, as if it should be obvious.

But you don’t see the joke.

“...Fuck,” she wheezes, there’s a dreary fatigue that clings to every syllable. “I know we’re not close, but nothing? Not even a hint of annoyance? Frustration at whoever was stupid enough to sign off on this mess?”

She was right… That is a lot.

Her hand presses into her face, fingers eventually settling on the bridge of her nose. Her breathing, seethes, boiling with a frothing edge.

There’s something that lingers on the tip of her tongue, a snake ready to pounce, violent and eager.

“Are you done Jungeun?”

Despite all that brims below the surface, she pulls back, lips settling into the slightest scowl. Her eyes burn with a defiant heat, even if nothing else leaves her lips.

She’s ready to jump at any mistake or sign of weakness. Sadly for her, there will be no such moment.

“Who,” It’s felt in your tone, rigid and cold like the harshest winter. You push forward prodding with an annoyed arch of a brow.

“Do you think Headmistress Kwon,” each word pushes her back as her feet stumble desperately to keep pace. The blood of the snake salivates at the surprise that echoes in her eyes. “Went to first?”

Her back catches against ancient stone, her hands holding her steady.

… She’s beautiful, painted lovingly by the moonlight. It’s hard not to smile, it really is.

She gulps nervously as she looks up at you, the fire of trouble and rebellion snuffed under your gaze.

You place a hand just shy of her face, the ancient stone of Hogwarts is cool to the touch.

She twitches anxiously, gaze turning away from you, cast out towards the pale moonlight.

She's a far cry from the girl who stood before you mere moments before, even further still from the troublemaker you had come to know.

A memory sticks out to you, a question from Minji on the eve of your fifth year. It’s odd the way you can trace the anxiety, inch by inch.

“What's your favorite color?”

It’s hard to miss the way she squirms under your prolonged gaze, much like she did back then.

You smile, fingers trailing through the strands that frame her face. She can't help the way she nuzzles into your touch, her lips curving into the smallest smile.

Your thumb caresses her cheek, tugging ever so softly,“you really are trouble, you know?”

Her smile deepens as she loses herself in your eyes. Her hand clasps over yours pulling your touch deeper.

“You finally noticed huh?” her voice reduced to a soft velveteen. Part of you still hates the cocky, coy smile that blooms across her lips.

But you’re too focused on the fingers that linger against your chin, coaxing you forward with her half lidded eyes.

She kisses you.

Her lips ache with tentative softness, an anxious worry that you can taste in those chaste moments between two.

A smile licks its way across her lips, eyes lingering with a rosy hue.

“Only for you.”

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luvvhyeju · 11 months

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𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐀 𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐌𝐒 + 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒

warnings; fem!reader, men dni, fluffy summer dates with the girls bc the artms explore log has me feeling things <3

jinsoul ; beach dates with jinsol are a must. she just thinks you look so gorgeous out in the sun, a big hat covering your hair, one of her cardigans slung around your shoulders to cover your bathing suit. and she likes to walk along the water, kicking the water in your direction gently and laughing when you whine at the cold, wet feeling on your legs. she likes to wrap her arm around you as you walk, feeling you pulled into her side, safe and happy with her, that's all she wants <3 and after a while, she'd run to the convenience store down the street and get you both ice cream cones, laughing loudly when you get vanilla on your nose.

haseul ; dates with haseul are fun. she likes to take you out to do active things, like taking you to an amusement park or somewhere pretty to hike. she wants to make memories with you. she's definitely the type to take pictures of you at every point, calling your name and snapping a picture before you realize what she's doing. she likes taking candid photos to put in her wallet <3 she definitely makes you take pictures of her, too, and she sends them to her group chat with her friends to brag about how good of a photographer you are for her.

jungeun ; jungeun likes to stargaze. she'll come pick you up late at night, a blanket in the backseat of her car, and drive you out to a nice, secluded spot. and when you get there, she helps you up on the hood of her car, before laying down beside you and spreading the blanket over the both of you. she likes to watch you while you look up at the stars, her heart thumping her chest at how your eyes seem to sparkle as you point out all the different star clusters and constellations, and the occasional planet. definitely the type to call your name softly while you're talking so you'll look over at her, her hand cupping your cheeks and bringing you closer so she can press a reverent kiss to your lips <3

heejin ; dates with heejin are fun. she's the type to want to go do things with you; be active. she's the type to take you out to an amusement park, paying for your food and all the rides, telling you the only payment she needs is your cute face looking all happy 'n excited on the rides. definitely takes pictures of you when your hair's all windblown and messy, putting it as her homescreen and laughing when you whine to her over it, telling her how embarrassing it is. "what are you talkin' about, babe, you're the cutest girl i've ever seen all the time." and she'd press a sloppy kiss to your cheek to prove her point.

hyunjin ; cafe date girl all the way. she likes to bring you out to her favorite local spots when the weather's nice, hooking her pinky around yours and leading you through the streets of the city, looking back at you with her bread smile <3 and when you get to the cafe, she gets a table outside, a little in the shade, but the sunshine's still hitting your skin, talking excitedly about the menu and what she recommends. and she's definitely the type to lean across the table and wipe away any food on your face, playfully scolding you.

#loona #loona imagines #loona reactions #loona headcanons #loona fluff #artms #artms imagines #artms fluff #artms headcanons #artms reactions #jeon heejin #kim hyunjin #jung jinsoul #kim lip #kim jungeun #jo haseul

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c4llezz · 2 years

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THANK YOU, HEEJIN

Requested: Yes. Question, would you write 13th!member for Loona? If so, could you write one with KimLip and reader being together but having to hide it from everyone else? Reason for that you can decide!

KIM LIP X 13TH!MEMBER!READER

TW: None I think

Genre: Fluff

Word count: 1.2K

A/N: I'm sorry for taking so long, I was busy and then I got sick so yeah

Expect mistakes, happy reading!

Jungeun and you had always been close, maybe closer than everyone in the group. You just had a connection, different from what you had with the other members, no one apart from you both seemed to notice it though.

You thought it was normal, I mean you couldn’t have the same type of relationship with 12 different girls whom you meet in different circumstances. It did feel a lot different from everyone, you weren’t familiar with the feeling so you try to ignore it. But it was too hard to ignore, whenever she got near you, you got nervous and there was a feeling in your stomach you could not describe.

Although you were not the only one feeling that way, Jungeun did know what it was. She tried to ignore it too because even if you were friends, you were also co-workers, and saying anything could ruin the whole group’s dynamic. To express her feelings she started to write songs, hoping one day she could sing them to you.

Once, when she was working on a song you knocked on her room “It sounds great” you said opening the door with a smile.

“Is not finished yet and it doesn’t have much rhythm” she dismissed your comment.

You rolled your eyes but chuckled anyway “Can’t you just take a compliment?” you took a seat on her bed “I could play the guitar for you” you offered. She accepted, she loved it when you play the guitar, your hands effortlessly playing any song. That day you spent the day together, coming up with different lyrics and tunes. If only you knew you were helping on a song just for you. That day you also figured out your feelings for her.

You couldn’t stop thinking about Jungeun after that. Whatever you did, wherever you went you always thought about her, would Jungeun like this? or I should come with Jungeun next time. She was the same and when she tried to avoid you, you’d bring her food from whatever restaurant you had gone to that day, then she’d say “you didn’t have to do that” and you’d answer “I know, but I wanted to” and she’d just fell harder. It did take a long time until one of you confessed their feelings, none of you wanting to ruin the friendship you had been building for years.

While you were on your way to the company’s building you got a notification telling you that one of your members was doing a Vlive, you clicked on it and found her behind the screen of your phone saying something about being hungry. So you decided to stop for food before heading to the company.

When you arrived you knocked on her door and open it slowly with your hands behind your back hiding what you had gotten for her. ”Hey,” she said softly “What are you doing?”

You shrugged your shoulders “I just heard you were hungry” you said and then showed her the food.

She gasped “Thank you!” she took it from your hands and placed it on her desk, “Do you want to stay,” she said pointing at the ongoing live, where you could see a lot of comments with your name on them, orbits had always like the dynamic between you both. They always pointed out how with other members she’d be least affectionate, but with you she was. There was a war among the fandom, between your ship and Kim Lip’s ship with Jinsoul.

You decided to stay and talk with orbits and your member, it was a fun time. You just had to hide the urge to look at Jungeun’s lips whenever she was talking and she just had to control her hands from grabbing yours when you were not looking. After the live ended, you couldn’t hold yourself anymore and told her everything. You confessed your feelings, waiting for rejection. But when instead you got a kiss you couldn’t be happier.

You decided not to tell anyone about your relationship, your members wouldn’t shut up about it and in no time everyone was going to know, and your company couldn’t find out because who knows what they’ll do. Also if you broke up it’ll be awkward for everyone and you didn’t want your members to act differently.

It was normal to go on dates with any of the members, so when you went out together the members didn’t suspect anything, but most of the time someone else would join you. One time it was Haseul, then Chuu, and the last time was Yeojin, so you didn’t have much time to spend together, alone. But when you did, it was great.

Having to hide your relationship gave you a thrilling feeling, stolen glances when no one was looking, holding hands under the table when you were out at a restaurant, and staying up late (which was hard for Kim Lip considering she was always the first one to go to sleep) just so you could kiss talk in private.

But it also made you feel bad, you’ve always told your members everything, and every time you share those moments with your girlfriend you felt a pinch of guilt.

After almost 6 months into your relationship, the company decided to give each one of you your own place. It made hiding your relationship easier, but it made the guilt grow bigger. The feeling didn't last long though.

One day you were laying with Kim Lip on the couch of your living room watching a movie, well the movie was playing in the background while you were making out. You were so distracted that you didn't hear the door open, you did hear the loud gasp of someone. Jungeun jumped out of your arms with a screech and turned to look at the person at the door with wide eyes.

There stood Heejin, with one hand covering her mouth and eyes bigger than the sun. “Heejin! What…What are you doing here?” You said, red cheeks for getting caught.

“I-I’m sorry!” she stuttered still shocked about what she had seen “I just wanted to tell you we were going out for dinner” she quickly left and closed the door. You followed after her, Kim Lip trailing behind you.

When you opened the door in search of Heejin and saw her talking with Gowon and Yves in hushed whispers, you knew you were screwed. Out of all people, Heejin had to be the one who found out about you two, why couldn’t it have been Vivi? Or even Yeojin (and that was saying a lot). The little hope you had of her not telling them faded away when you saw Yves looking at you with raised eyebrows.

“So, you want to explain to us what Heejin just saw?” She asked

Kim Lip sent a glare in Heejin’s direction before sighing, “I think is better if we tell all of you at the same time.” And that's what you did, everyone was sitting in your living room while you explained everything and why you hadn’t told them before. The girls were really supportive and didn’t mind you hiding, so all the guilt you had been feeling for the past 6 months faded away and you were thankful for that.

In the end, Heejin finding out was actually beneficial for everyone, you could act freely around your members while they could tease you every second of the day for it. “Everyone here has to thank me now!” All the people in the room rolled their eyes.

“Thank you, Heejin.”

#gg imagines #girl group imagines #girl group scenarios #girl group reactions #girl group x reader #loona imagines #loona scenarios #loona x reader #kim lip x reader #loona kim lip #loona kim jungeun #kim lip #c4llezz

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kingmaker-b · 1 year

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Unfinished (2)

Originally, Glimpses Of Us and Heat Waves were supposed to unpack more of Lippie's thoughts and feelings. But thanks to the superior suggestion from @sanccharine to end Heat Waves abruptly with her sudden arrival I ended up cutting this completely. This actually going to be a part of Heat Waves to bring the reader up to speed.

But as a result it removed all of the tension, which would've been boring.

Word Count: 171

There’s a poisoned roll of her eyes, tainted by her own frustrations. It earns nothing but a chuckle from Jinsoul.

“Why the fuck aren’t they picking up?”

Her laughter only deepens, it was a rare sight to see her so unsettled, rattled even. She almost keels over splashing laden glasses.

“I’m guessing your date didn’t go well?” A smile still tugs at the edge of her lips as she drinks.

There’s an almost defeated sigh that leaves Jungeun’s lips. “Like I’ve told you, we’re just friends.”

Each syllable is punctuated, perfectly balanced to stab at Jinsoul with her glare.

“Right, sure, sure.” Still, the tugs of a smile don’t leave her lips, instead widening despite her friend’s attempts. “Because I get that heated when a friend ignores my calls and texts.”

A hint of worry lingers in her eyes, "I thought things were going alright?"

"Things were alright. We hung out like old times sakes."

"Did you say something?”

"I only asked if they'd promise to be my friend no matter what happens."

#kim lip scenarios #kim lip #kim lip x reader #loona x reader #loona imagines #loona scenarios #kim jungeun #girl group imagines #girl group scenarios #kpop x reader #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios

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vex91 · 11 months

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Kim Jungeun - Only I can do that

Pairing: Kim Jungeun x Female Reader

Fandom: Loona / ARTMS

Requested by: Anonymous

Request: Hi! I would love to request a imagine/scenario about where reader is an idol who's known for her cool looks and clothing wise. Loona kim lip is jealous that people are flirting with her and she pulls the reader towards the end and kiss (fluff!)

Summary: Kim Lip always gets jealous whenever people flirt with her girlfriend and one evening she has enough.

A/N: You didn't said if reader and Kim Lip are dating so I made them already together.

3rd's POV

You and Jungeun were dating for a year now. You both kept it a secret from people and the only people who new were both of your companies and her members who liked to tease her because of it, much to her dismay but it showed that they support you both so she was happy about it.

Being secretive about your relationship had it's perks but it had it's faults too, like the fact that on some events with other idols they didn't know that you were taken and were trying to get your number. It wasn't surprising since you always had this cool image and well.... you were good looking too so people just wanted to try their luck.

And it was the same on an after party after some award show. All idols from different companies could talk and spend some time together there without worrying about paparazzi being there to catch them in whatever situation. And one of the idols interacting a lot there was you but you mostly stayed with your girlfriend and the members of Loona.

At some point you decided to go drink something and maybe talk with someone who you hadn't talked with yet so you told Jungeun that you'll catch her later and left after giving her a quick kiss on her cheek that made her smile while her members looked ready to tease her.

When you were waiting for your drink at the bar, someone took a seat beside you making you turn your head to the side to see that it was Nayeon from Twice who looked at you with a big smile that really showed how happy she was tonight and well it wasn't surprising since Twice really set the stage on fire with their performance before.

"Hi, need some company?" She asked with a smirk and you chuckled before answering "I don't mind unnie, I haven't talk with you tonight right? Your performance was incredible" You complimented making her give you the 'I knew it' face.

"Thanks, your performance was incredible too. The song, your voice, the choreography and your outfit were all on point" You blushed at her compliment and Nayeon teased you a little because if it. You stayed and talked with Nayeon a lot, from time to time ordering and drinking something but you both didn't care since you had a lot of fun together.

In all of this you didn't notice how her eyes lingered on you a little longer than it should have and how she was closer with every few minutes that passed. When her hand brushed lightly against your arm, you felt a hand taking your wrist and pulling you away without another word, leaving Nayeon confused as to what just happened.

You were dragged to the empty room and only then you saw that it was your girlfriend who dragged you here. You looked at her confused "Why did you drag me here like that? That wasn't nice to Nayeon-unnie" You asked and scolded her a bit but Jungeun only hugged you to her chest.

"I didn't like the way that she was looking at you, especially that arm touching thing. I mean, you are my girlfriend" She groaned kind of jokingly but you could feel that it still really bothered her and you couldn't blame her since lately you could see that this whole hiding thing wasn't appealing to her, it never was but lately it bothered her even more.

You wrapped your arms around her neck and pulled away slightly to look her in the eyes. You gave her a loving smile that made most of her irritation to wash away. Jungeun leaned in and captured your lips in a sweet kiss but since it was her, it didn't took long before the kiss became more passionate and heated.

You pulled away from her to which she tried to stop you but you just laughed and said "No matter how much I want to keep kissing you, we need to go back before people start being suspicious" You took her hand in hers, ready to go but before you could leave the room, you stopper her and kissed her on the cheek taking her by surprise.

"I love you and only you okay? If you want we can talk about making our relationship public, I don't mind as long as I can be with you and only you"

She smiled and pulled you to her side before answering "Yeah, we can talk about it. It would be nice to let all the people who want to kiss and touch you know that only I can do that"

No matter what happens with you two going forward, you both will have each other's back.

#vex writes #loona x reader #loona reactions #artms x reader #artms reactions #kim jungeun x reader #kim lip x reader #kim jungeun #kim lip

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sinswithpleasure · 3 months

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Thank you for answering the question nicely !

Since we're on that topic, here's how I think some Loona member would prefer to involve in some fun piss play !

Haseul - She is quite shy at first when you tell her to piss all over your body, but eventually Haseul would be increasingly excited whenever you ask her to piss on you. So excited in fact that it would be the first thing she wants to do when you wake up. She would give a warm smile and stand on top of you in bed, just releasing her warm, almost-clear piss all over your chest. She truly thinks that the first piss in the morning is the best, thus why she likes it early in the morning.

Vivi - Like Haseul, she is initially shy of all the piss stuff, and would most likely only do piss stuff IF you guys do it together. She loves it when you piss on her pussy, while she pisses on your pussy / penis ! That's why Vivi asks you to keep some hair down their, since she fucking loves it when some of the warm piss gets all over both of your pubic hairs !

Yves - Your fic on her already says it all ! Just the filthiest of the bunch and just loves piss for the sake of it. No special condition needed, she would often come in the bathroom while you're pissing and disrupt the stream just to then play with your nipples with your own piss ! Just an absolute piss monger, a urine connoisseur. Yves also keeps track of the taste / color of each member and knows them like the back of her hand !

Jinsoul - STRICTLY her pissing on you only. She's confident in what turns her on, and that's making you lie down on the bathtub so she could scoot over it and unleashes a thick stream that feels so warm. She also likes it when you stroke your cock / play with your pussy while she pisses all over you. Jinsoul gets off on the fact that you could cum just by feeling her urine, she knows that she got you by then.

Kim Lip - She has always been fascinated about cocks pissing. She just loves watching a penis oozing out piss, whenever your pissing she demands to hold it with her hand and feel your cock pulsing piss. Sometimes she would grab your soft cock in her mouth so that she could feel the stream going through her mouth. When she's really into it, she would peg you from behind while you stand and piss, holding your penis as she imagines it's hers. Oh how Lippie wishes to have a cock of her own and piss freely ~

Those are some of my ideas ! I'm the one that asks about the taste and odor and stuff hehe ~

The gender neutral profile here is really wonderful :DDDDD

Love the scenarios, anon <3 these are wonderful. Vivi's and Jungeun's are really hot to me 🫣

#asks

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girls-scenarios · 2 years

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Baby, You’re Worth It

Idol: Kim Lip (Loona)

Prompt: Hi, could I please request a Loona scenario for Kim Lip coming back from tour and going to surprise her gf only to find her looking unhealthy and completely underweight because she’s been to busy with school to take care of herself please?

Writer: Admin Kiwi

A/N: Loona is finally going on tour! Is anyone going? Admin Lee and I sure are and we're super excited! They've made it so far and I'm so proud of them! Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this little scenario.

Going on tour was exhilarating. Honestly, everything still felt a bit unreal to Jungeun, like she was in a dream where she had achieved all the things she wanted to do. Not too long ago, debut and success had seemed like some far away fantasy. Now she was on tour with eleven other women who shared her dream, singing and dancing for hundreds of fans who screamed her name and looked up at her with adoring gazes as she spoke. It was all a bit much to take in, yet the days flew by in a blur of traveling, practicing, and performing. Before she knew it, she was already on a plane back to Korea.

But as much as she had loved standing up on stage and seeing so many fans, she found herself relieved to be going home. Of course, a big part of that was because she was exhausted: she wanted nothing more than to faceplant into her bed and sleep for 24 hours straight.

The biggest reason she couldn’t wait to be home was you, though. Even throughout her promotions, the two of you had never been away from each other for this long. At first, the two of you had texted constantly, with her sending photos and updating you about every stop. But as the tour wore on, and your finals came around, the texts came less and less. She had less time, and assumed that it was the same for you, since the last text you’d sent had been about school being too hard, with a crying emoji. That had been a few days ago, and Jungeun had to admit that she was a bit worried after receiving no replies. Still, she tried to push her worries aside, since she knew she had a habit of worrying a bit too much, especially when she was tired.

So with the tour now behind her and Seoul waiting ahead, she settled into her seat on the plane and closed her eyes, imagining your smiling face and your warm hugs as she drifted off to sleep.

The long flight back to Seoul went by in a blur of much-needed sleep and half asleep snacking, and before Jungeun knew it, it was midnight and she was standing in her dorm room again, her suitcase in her hand and a dazed look on her face. The tour was really over now. Yawning, she left her suitcase by the door and fell onto her bed, relieved to be back in such a familiar, safe space. She wanted nothing more than to stretch out and go back to sleep, but first she pulled out her phone and typed out a quick text.

-Made it back home safe and sound! So sleepy, but I want to see you soon. I’ve missed you.

She loaded the text with emojis and a little crying dog sticker before pulling her blanket up to her chin and falling right back to sleep, her body relaxing for the first time in weeks.

When she woke up again, the sun was shining brightly through the blinds, her bandmates were making a ruckus in the kitchen, and she had a brand new text from you.

-I’m glad you got back safe! I’ve missed you soooooo much! Want to come over?

Smiling, she sat up and stretched, feeling excited and refreshed after a great night’s sleep better than any she’d had in months.

-I’ll be over soon! Want me to bring lunch?

As she got out of bed, your reply came.

-Omg yes please!

With a skip in her step, she hummed as she got ready, pulling on her most comfortable t-shirt and her favorite pants and reveling in the fact that she didn’t have to worry about having her makeup and hair done. Instead, she just pulled her hair into a loose ponytail and grabbed her bag, heading out her bedroom door with a skip in her step.

As she approached the kitchen, Haseul looked up from where she was helping Yeojin cook her breakfast and raised her eyebrows, a sweet smile on her lips.

“Going to see (Y/N)?”

Jungeun couldn’t help but smile back, even if her cheeks burned a bit with embarrassment as she slipped past the other girls and headed to the fridge. “Is it that obvious?”

“Yes, you look refreshed all of a sudden,” Yves replied from the table, grinning around her chopsticks as a sleepy Jiwoo nodded beside her.

“In a good way,” Haseul assured her, even as Yeojin giggled and whispered something under her breath that was undoubtedly directed towards her. Jungeun decided to ignore the younger girl (she’d had plenty of practice doing it during tour) and instead looked over the contents of the fridge. It was rather empty, since they’d only just now gotten back, and she made a mental note to stop by the store and grab snacks on her way to your apartment.

“I’ll probably be gone for a while, I’m going to eat with them,” she said as she closed the fridge and stepped back past the other girls to grab her keys.

“Have fun!” Haseul gave her a wave and the rest of the girls in the kitchen followed suit, sending her off with well-wishes (and one unmentionable comment from Yeojin that earned her a swat from Haseul). Rolling her eyes with a grin, Jungeun waved back before stepping into her shoes and leaving the dorms. It was a beautiful day outside, and she took a deep breath as she bounded down the stairs out to the street and towards the corner store. She was glad you didn’t live far, since that meant she could walk and enjoy herself.

While her body was still a bit sore from dancing nonstop for weeks, it felt nice to stretch out her legs after sleeping for so long. She made it to the corner store in no time and savored the familiar smells as she stepped inside, smiling and greeting the owner who stood behind the counter. After grabbing a basket, she filled it up with your favorite treats and some energy drinks before heading back to the counter, satisfied with her haul.

After sweetly welcoming her back, the owner sent her on her way with her purchases, and soon enough she was at your door with her arms full of bags and her heart pounding excitedly in her chest as she rang your doorbell.

Her heart stopped pounding when you opened the door, though, and she concern rush through her entire body.

There were deep dark circles under your eyes, and you looked weak and pale, squinting at the light as you opened the door. Even as you smiled, your face didn’t light up like it usually did when you saw her, and she noticed that your face seemed to be thinner than it was when she last saw you. Unable to stop herself, she immediately put down her bags and cupped your face.

“(Y/N), baby, are you okay? Are you sick?”

You seemed confused for a moment before you smiled sheepishly. “Oh. Sorry, I know I look rough. I’ve been so focused on finals I haven’t been sleeping.”

Jungeun’s friends called her the mom of the group for a reason, and she felt her instinct to take care of the people she loves come over her as she took you into her arms, feeling that your skin was hot to the touch.

“Don’t apologize, but are you eating enough? Are you drinking enough water? It feels like you’re running a slight fever, have you taken any medicine?”

“Um, I might have forgotten to eat anything for a while.”

“And just how long is a while?”

“Well.... A few days?”

Jungeun gasped in shock and immediately sprang into action, letting you go in order to grab her bags. “You can’t do that! Here, go sit down and I’ll make you something. You need something to recover your strength, I won’t have you getting sick over school work. While I’m cooking, you can eat the snacks I brought to tide you over and get something in your stomach. Oh! And here, I bought you a drink that helps your health and energy since I know you’ve been studying a lot.” As she spoke, she guided you back into your apartment and sat you down on your couch in a way that showed you that she would not take no for an answer.

“Babe, I promise I’m okay, I just missed a couple meals because I got busy. You don’t have to do all of this for me,” you tried to assure her, but she shook her head.

“Yes, I do. I care about you and I won’t stand for you being sick or hungry.” She gave you a little smile and kissed your cheek. “Let me take care of you, okay?”

You let out a little sigh, knowing you couldn’t argue with her, and sank back into your seat. “Okay. I won’t say no to food.”

“Good. Now rest up and snack. Once we have some food in you, we’ll talk about how you ended up this way.” With that, she headed for your kitchen and grabbed her phone to order groceries, determined to make you something that would bring some of the life back to your eyes.

Not even an hour later, the two of you were sat at the table, you with a large steaming bowl of chicken soup in front of you, packed full of chicken and ginseng. Jungeun watched carefully as you took a bite and hummed contentedly, your eyes closing as you savored the flavor.

“It’s so good,” you said, a smile coming to your lips. “I haven’t had home-cooked food like this in so long.”

“I’m glad you like it. Eat a lot, it’s refreshing and it’ll give you energy.” Proud of herself, Jungeun finally took a bite from her own, much smaller bowl. It was good, and mentally she gave herself a pat on the back.

You ate quickly, and she tried not to think about how little you must have been eating to be this hungry, but worry took over once again and she found herself watching you, upset that you felt that school was more important than your health. Still, she didn’t say anything, letting you finish your food in a comfortable silence, only interrupted when you asked her about her tour between bites.

“Tour was great,” she said, giving you a smile, “but I’m happy to be back home. I missed you a lot.”

“I missed you too. I don’t think we’ve ever gone this long without seeing each other before.”

“And obviously we can’t go that long again,” she said, only half joking. “I’ll die of worry thinking you’re starving or sick.”

You grinned sheepishly and took the last bite of your chicken, savoring it before putting your spoon down and looking at the table instead of your girlfriend. “Sorry. I was just so worried about these finals. I couldn’t think of anything other than what would happen if I failed.”

“You wouldn’t fail,” she said confidently, reaching over to hold your hand. “You’re really smart, (Y/N), you should have more confidence in yourself.”

“But this semester was really hard, and I knew if I failed I would have to take the classes again and everyone would be upset, and that scared me.”

Her chest hurt for you as she got up and moved to your side of the table, wrapping you in a tight hug. “I wouldn’t be upset, and I know your friends wouldn’t be upset. We love you for you, not for your grades or your accomplishments. You’re so much more than your grades, baby.” When she pulled away, she cupped your face in her hands and had you look up at her. Your eyes were brimming with tears as they locked with hers, and she had to swallow down her own tears at the sight. “Whenever you feel this way, please reach out to me. I’m here to support you. I’m here for you to lean on. Even if I’m thousands of miles away or in a different country, you mean the world to me. I’ll drop everything to come for you.”

You sniffed, trying to blink away your tears. “Am I really worth all of that? I don’t want to be a burden on you.”

“Of course you’re worth it! Your feelings aren’t a burden, never say that.” She kissed your forehead and wiped the tears from your cheeks. “I’m here to stay. I’m not going anywhere. I’ll cook for you a hundred times if it means seeing you happy and healthy.”

“But you aren’t getting anything in return!”

“Yes, I am! I get to be around you, and see you smile, and hug you and kiss you. You bring me so much happiness every day, (Y/N).” Her voice was soft as she caressed your cheek, and you brought your hands up to hold hers as she spoke. “I love every part of you, and I love being with you. You give me strength when I’m tired, too, you know? Remember when you brought me snacks during my trainee days, or sent me flowers when I made my debut and sat front and center as I performed to make sure there was someone cheering for me? Remember when you would order food to be delivered to me when I was out promoting and didn’t have time? Or when you made me a cake on Loona’s one year anniversary? I’ve gained so much strength from you. Every time I want to give up, I think about you and I know you’re supporting me, and I get the energy to keep moving.”

“I didn’t know you thought that way,” you said, your voice trembling as your lips moved up into a small, affectionate smile. “You speak of me like I’m some amazing person.”

“Because to me, you are. You’re my everything.”

Through a surg of emotion, you leaned up and kissed her sweetly, making her eyes flutter closed. When you pulled away, your eyes were shining again, and some of the color had returned to your face.

“Thank you,” you whispered, and she leaned in to give your lips one more peck before pressing her forehead to yours.

“Promise me you’ll reach out to me next time you’re struggling?”

“I promise,” you said with a sweet smile, closing your eyes, and she let out a soft laugh, wrapping you in her arms again.

“Thank you,” she whispered back, breathing in your familiar smell and relaxing into your touch as you held her back. She was finally home, back in your arms where she belonged. “I love you,” she said, one more time, just to make sure you knew she meant it, and your arms squeezed around her tighter, pulling her ever closer.

“I love you too.”

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wickymicky · 1 year

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if the loona members with stagenames do have to take new stagenames (i'm not sure if they will or not, but let's just imagine that they do), what do you think they would do?

vivi would prob be allowed to stay vivi since it's basically just her english name. it might not actually count as a stagename. i know her english name is “viian wong” because i think a lot of people from hong kong take interesting original made up names for their english names (which i genuinely think is awesome btw), but i mean of course vivi is a nicknamey version of that

kim lip.... i dont know. her real name is of course kind of a loaded name... but i mean if she just went by jungeun i think it'd be fine. it's just a normal name, really. kim is the most common surname in korea by a huuuuuge amount, and jung/jeong and eun are super super common name elements, it’s like if the dictator of a country was named “tom smith”. all the millions of tom smiths out there wouldnt change their name, would they? especially if they just go by “tom” professionally lol

jinsoul obviously is just unique romanization, though idk maybe she'd have to go by jinsol or something lol idk. the korean spelling is just her actual name, and maybe the english spelling isnt trademarked the same way and wouldnt be an issue? but i mean obviously they (or she, idk) chose to spell it like “soul” instead of “sol” cause that’s cool

choerry and olivia hye might enjoy just going by yerim and hyeju haha, i wonder. hyeju especially

i feel like yves and chuu really like their stagenames, or at least have really grown to like them over time. but they could just change the spelling and be "eve" and "chu" if they have to lol. or maybe they could be sooyoung and jiwoo, i dont think that would change anything

gowon idk.... there are so many chaewons already.... but then again, i mean, it's just her name! she could go by chaewon if she had to and it wouldnt be an issue. but i feel like she, yves, and maybe lip are the most likely to still go by a stagename, even if its a new one

i think of all of them, if only one of the stagenamed members gets to keep their stagename, it would probably be chuu. that's a big part of her brand haha. but idk

that's all of them right? did i miss anyone? uhhhh

#thoughts tag

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princessdong · 1 year

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While I work on other things like how the blog looks (once again) and ordering the thousand drafts I have, let me go on this ramble about Lannister!Kim Lip. First things first, she’s a Lannister, idk what y’all can tell me, her color is red and she spent most of her idol career blonde, she clearly did it so someone would someday go on this ramble, and it had to be me.

Okay so, in a world where Westeros is based on Asia, and we sort kpop idols into the great houses, Kim Lip would be a Lannister. I’m not going to go and try to compare her to any character in particular, but, in a world where is mostly dominated by males as it’s Game of Thrones where they would gladly bend the knee to a man who hasn’t done much to a woman who deserves it, Jungeun’s only great chance is to marry a man from the great houses.

Now, this could go many ways. For one the reader could be a Martell, as Dorne has different views in homosexuality, and Lippie would end up marrying some cousin or sibling of the reader for formalities and then be with the reader.

Another way it could go is the reader being a lady in waiting for Jungeun, and them falling in love and running away somewhere else.

And then the other third main option is an arranged marriage, but the question is how would that come to be and how it would work, but I imagine something along the lines of the reader being from a vassal house of the Lannisters and it being a move to retain the power in the lands, or maybe a big house like Starks. and it working as an alliance for both houses (And enemies to lovers perhaps???)

#kim lip scenarios #kim lip imagines #loona scenarios #loona imagines #kim lip x reader #loona x reader

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bowlfruitsalad · 1 month

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120 — washed-out tulip

April 13th, 2024

Last night I had a dream about Chuu and Kim Lip.

Except they were simply Jiwoo and Jungeun. Young, regular girls without a care in the world.

They were attempting to film a silly video of a challenge that had gained popularity online: one doing three simple moves — bend over, lift the head to look ahead, straighten up — while saying (or mouthing) the numbers one, two, zero; the other seemingly directing the first as if manipulating a puppet. And repeating a bunch of times, for as long as possible.

A few times it was Jungeun who did the moves, but she kept getting them wrong and making Jiwoo laugh, which then meant that Jungeun would start to giggle and be unable to focus again.

I was the designated camera. All I was recording was footage of those two having the time of their lives, in their own world — a bubble I was afraid to burst. So I stayed silent, unmoving, hoping I would not disrupt such a precious moment.

When they both realized it was never going to get done, Jiwoo suggested switching the roles. She was good, as bubbly as ever, and Jungeun had a bit of trouble following along with her hand movements, amazed and entertained by her naturally charming friend.

Once finished, over twenty consecutive repetitions, I returned the phone and continued to admire them both as they prolonged their playing around and light-hearted laughter.

And I had time to really observe. The image of them looked faint. A sleeveless t-shirt, pink weak and forgettable; a black jacket, a few sizes too big on Jiwoo, appearing more greyish than a clean-cut dark. A zip-up turtleneck sweater framing Jungeun, petitioning to become a new shade of white — akin to a cream threatened by this sudden application — despite being registered as beige. Hair shades lighter, lips more nude than skin, faces pale, ghostly, eyes a distant blur; though smiles as bright as the sun.

They looked like a memory. Like a polaroid picture taken with a flash too blinding. Like an old photograph, burnt a bit too much. Like a forgotten moment that the mind is fighting to bring back. Like a figment of imagination. Like a dream within a dream.

A washed-out tulip painted in watercolor that has lost all trace of vibrancy but not a speck of life.

I have tried understanding the significance of this oddly specific dream, yet I have found no meaning; for one, two, oh, timeless friends are sometimes enough — nothing else needed.

— bowlfruitsalad

#LOONA #이달의 소녀 #KIM LIP #김립 #CHUU #츄

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k-comfyspace · 2 years

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Rest

Star: Kim Jungeun (Loona)

Idea: No

You tried your best, laying down on your bed as you willed your eyes to close. You don’t know how long has passed but any amount of effort is wasted when you can't catch a wink of sleep. The amount of sheep you’ve counted, the breathing exercises you’ve tried, and the amount of times you’ve yawned was uncountable. But no matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t fall asleep.

It was obvious that you were tired, the whole day you did nothing but work and run errands, your whole body was begging for rest. However, it receives none when you find that you can’t seem to sleep.

Frustratedly groaning, you sit up and walk outside your room, walking to the kitchen to fetch yourself a glass of water. You sighed before padding to your living room and slumped yourself on the couch, your eyes roaming the room till they stopped at the watch.

You shook your head when you noticed that it was too late for you to be up. At this rate, you were going to end up seeing Jungeun after she ends her schedule. Which, seems to be the case when the sound of keys jingle and the door opens, a blonde carefully entering the house before she stops when her eyes land on your figure.

“What are you doing up so late?” Jungeun asks carefully, padding towards you before she carefully takes the spot beside you. “I can’t sleep,” she heard the fatigue laced in your voice, but your demeanor contrasts your desires.

A sigh leaves her lips as she raises her hand to cup your jaw, making you close your eyes and lean into the source of her warmth, nuzzling your cheek against her palm. “I’ll take a shower, then we'll sleep, okay?” You nod your head in agreement, feeling a peck on your nose before Jungeun leaves to clean herself.

You follow her to your room, returning to your previous spot on the bed and try to once again, force yourself to sleep. You felt like breaking down, frustration evident in your features as you tried to figure out the reason for your struggles.

You weren’t given much time before Jungeun finishes, now cleaned and changed into comfier clothes as she joins you in bed. Her arms automatically wrap around you, pulling you into her embrace while she herself sinks into the comfort of the mattress.

She doesn’t immediately close her eyes and chooses to focus on you. Her hand once again rests on your jaw, carefully caressing the soft skin whilst you enjoy the warmth she shares with you. She watches you melt against her touch, leaning down and pressing a kiss against your lips. There were no words to describe this feeling, softness growing inside your heart until you felt your eyes slowly closing.

Jungeun watches with a smile, seeing as you continue to drift but your eyes continue to fight, it only takes one more kiss before you fully close your eyes. Your grip became slack, and your breathing evened out, making Jungeun smile as she pushed your head in the crook of her neck, nuzzling your hair and joining you into slumber.

Finally you could rest.

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kingmaker-a · 7 months

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Nocturnal Games | Kim Lip

Alternative Title: Forgotten Moments Between Two Liars. It's Complicated AU - It really is.

Warnings/Tags: misfit reader, Jungeun is student council president and popular, reader's best friend is into Jungeun, so it's complicated. Underage clubbing, drinking and smoking (though it would be legal where I'm from). Injuries and mentions of fights, implied driving under the influence, brief mentions of supernatural elements, everything is a mess and reader might not be a good friend.

Premise: What should've been a night out with your friends treads on to some interesting ground when miss student president needs a ride home.

Wordcount: 5.1K Genre: Fluff(?), Angst (?) it's a mixed bag.

Vibes/Songs: Les (Childish Gambino), Right Here (Chase Atlantic), After Dark (Mr. Kitty), What You Need (The Weeknd), Call Out My Name (The Weeknd) and Friends (Chase Atlantic)* *I prefer slowed + reverb for that song in particular.

"Come on, I'll take you back to the dorm."

You hadn't planned to drive, hell you even offered to sober drive instead of Karina…

"You're not taking Karina instead?"

Everything is a mess– Swept in the hailing afterthought of a night out with your friends.

You lost Mingi, found him with Miyeon, a drunken smile plastered on his lips.

Tried hanging out with Seungcheol before he was all over Karina's sister.

That's without even thinking about Ryujin and Hyunji–Your fingers ghost over your brow pinching the bridge of your nose.

"Because I don't want Karina to find out about my bike and I know you can keep a secret."

It's the beleaguered sigh that slowly pulls its way from your lips with a creaking crawl that reminds you, despite it all, that you do trust her.

It's hard to miss the flare of her perfect white teeth as they paint her smirk— or the slight wince that twitches across her busted lip.

It's fresh, vibrant compared to the darkened flecks that orbit her eye and dust against her cheek.

Barely noticeable, hidden against waves of practised skill and brush to everyone except you.

It isn't her usual style, and you can't help but wonder why you know that.

Instinct.

Anger simmers in her eyes and her nostrils flare, "you don't want to check me over and make sure I'm really me like Mateo?"

You've had the distinct luxury (or misfortune?) of clashing blades with sword masters and other entities.

Yet, nothing quite matches the restrained fury or venom that licks at her voice like a barbed knife.

Your best friend's paranoia wasn't entirely unfounded, after all he'd gotten to know the imposter rather… intimately.

Still, now wasn't the time to linger on the past, not underneath the whining hum of fluorescent tube lights awash in a seedy medical clinic.

You throw your hands up, your eyes catching against familiar shoes, "I know it’s you since you still have my shoes."

She’d taken to them like a fish to water compared to her usual heels, that clacked against the ground with the echo of her mother— Who wears heels to a ghost investigation?—

There's an exaggerated flare to the roll of her eyes, a flicker of a tender, cool, cocky smile. “You’re not getting them back you know?"

It's nice to see the sizzle behind her eyes, the unsnuffable flame despite tonight's best efforts.

Sheis getting awfully comfortable though, a familiarity that you can't quite understand, but maybe, just maybe it's because it's been a long night.

Still, you hadn't expected to run into her tonight. Thursday and Friday had been tough days for her - auditioning on next to no sleep and nearly turning into a monster during the attack at the school.

… Man, it's only been a week since you've started this gig.

Your eyes roll like flecks of sand between your fingers, a tired sigh trembles across your lips.

“I know.”

She's eager, that's the only thing you can note as she pounds back drink after drink like the thumping bass line that hangs thick in Zorro's.

Making up for lost time like Karina before her.

You shouldn’t point out how similar they can be, the flash of Crash's eyes kills the idea before it can even leave your tongue.

They mix like oil and water.

It's weird the way you can pick out the notes of alcohol on her breath– even from this distance. The fruity tang of a Wumpa Shake to the smooth glide of a Super Slide.

Again, she's getting way too comfortable knowing that you're the one who has to drive her back to the dorm.

Is this how Karina feels whenever you call her at some god forsaken hour?

… You should be nicer to her.

Though part of you loathes the idea of being alone with her especially in your current state.

Caesar would give you no mercy if something were to transpire between you and his girlfriend.

"You know I could talk to her about it," there's a softness to her otherwise beady eyes, as liquor flows through her lips. There's a dainty elegance to the way her lips purse, her fingers dance across her straw eliciting a soft mixing stir of her drink.

All it was missing was a small umbrella really, though as you notice the collecting pile on the bar… Crash probably gave up on the decorative element.

Still, part of you winces at the way she's able to peek past the curtain of your mind for but the briefest moments.

It was probably best she didn't look too deep.

"Huh?" is all you can manage, a whispered echo despite your best intentions.

She clings tight to your words, able to parse them with a gentle ease even in the eves of overstimulating neon lights and alcohol-induced haze.

Maybe that was just you?

She smiles, the kind that feels reserved just for you, the real you. It's odd to feel vulnerable underneath layers of lies, jokes, countless personas and more lies.

An innumerable legion at this point– It's the only way to keep up with your father.

"She's into you B" That's the real sticking point isn't it? The way your middle initial peels off tongue, the way it scintillates with a knowing edge.

A reminder that she knows you more than you remember.

But you know her too, somehow.

The flicker flames of a smirk is but smoke and mirrors against the solemn glint in her eyes.

"We should get you home, Yeji's probably worried about you."

It doesn't quite click right… At least not straight away, though you could, should blame the poison in your own veins for that one.

Her hazel warmth nestled against your back, her arms wrapped around your waist with an almost desperate tightness.

Though you're probably making that last part up, too much media does rot the brain after all. Still the student council president being into the weird kid is an interesting bit of brain rot.

Yet as you peer down at the familiar leather jacket keeping her warm, it's easy to admit that the delinquent, president trope is a lot better.

If only your best friend was smoother.

Yet it's that very poison that slushes through your skin, dampening the cold edge of the night air that bites against your skin.

You're drunk driving.

Your bike obeys you as you pull over, there’s a steadiness unlike the darkened edges of your vision, as your brain basically stumbles against itself as you park.

Kickstand, that's your first thought held underneath the amber glow of a street light, the only other witness to the crime that is the two of you.

Your feet grit against loose specks of gravel and asphalt.

"What's wrong with you?"

So many, many things. Your fingers fight through your own unfamiliar jacket snatching at an equally unfamiliar vice.

Cigarettes.

It'd be weird to cross that line in front of her– Part of you wants to assume she's a goody two-shoes like her title implies but you know better unlike Mateo.

It's not his fault, he's the new kid.

Even if you didn't, liquor still clings to her breath as she peers up at you with a clocked eyebrow.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Somehow… impossibly so, your voice is softer than you expect, the expletive a mere garnish on top of the sentence.

"What do you mean?" Her head tilts to the side, her eyes soft and glassy against the amber hue of the street light and the soft glow of the moon that barely peeks through it all.

Your finger bounces against your brow as your cigarette rests against your lips. "I'm drunk, Jungeun… Like really drunk-"

And you're worried. Worried for her of all people, worried what her mother would think, it clings and trembles against your breath and down your fingers.

Maybe that was the first crack in your porcelain mask, a persona you don't even remember adopting.

You pull at your lighter and ignite, maybe the smoke can fill the gaps in it all?

It's a disgruntled huff that leaves your lips first, quickly replaced with an intake of cigarette smoke and nicotine, it buzzes and dances against the alcohol in your veins, bouncing with a vibrant easing joy.

A slow release as smoke drifts and sails through the air, you can see why Mateo enjoys it.

Her hands are soft against yours, looping two fingers around your pinky.

"I trust you."

There's something unspoken in the slow drift in her voice, something you can't quite pluck out. It's firm and resolute, familiar like the crest of sunshine against your skin, yet foreign like memories from another life.

It's warm, the fluttering feeling in your chest. She doesn't know better, doesn't know the things you know.

Pure blind faith in you.

After all, how could she know about your bike being some freak science project from one of the sci fi movies your mother loves so much?

There's that glint in her eye, the kind that cuts through the softness with an analytical edge.

"Your driving does seem a bit mechanical though."

Another flared smirk, cocky and daring, pleased with another peak behind the curtains.

You scoff, painting the crisp night air with plumes of smoke.

The moment is gone, if it was ever there.

Forget anything that lingers in your chest, any nestled embers that threaten to ignite against even just a spark, just the idea she has a soft spot for you.

Why would she hangout with you of all people anyway?

You shelter yourself with a cocky smirk, the weapon of choice for your persona of the night, a facsimile of when you used to be popular with some inspiration from how Mateo can seem.

At least on first glance.

"How are you and Mateo?"

There's a flicker in her eye, that's a loaded question and part of you can't help but feel a ripple of joy. Still, you of all people can pick apart the evidence, the slight click of her tongue, the briefest tug of a frown at the corner of her lips.

Yet, you still lie, like you don't know the twisting corridors of her brain intimately.

"I figured he was doing well since you guys looked like you had a decent conversation at Zorro's…” You gesture at the jacket with your stick of cancer. “Hell, you're even wearing his jacket."

It's odd though, the instinctual way you can peel back her persona and all her would be lies.

Even if you don't have proof.

Though, that's what lends credence to the word instinct after all.

There's a roll of her eyes and a pointed swivel.

You fight back the chuckle that buckles against your lips as she almost shrinks into his leather jacket.

"He's… got a lot to make up for."

It's hard to keep up with all the whispering ghosts, the strained emotions that dance through her eyes under the amber flicker of the street light.

But there's one that sticks out the most, as it dances to and fro.

Hurt, it glimmers as moonlight pierces through amber hues. A lake forgotten with time.

"There's only so long before he gives up… Like everyone else." There's a deep breath, it racks against stressed pain like the sharp edge of a knife. "Plus, I told him I have feelings for someone else."

There's a look of recognition as she looks up at you, nestled in layered warmth. It's another crack in your veneer as you fight so desperately to hold the mask tight.

It's a weird dance, to hold a mask as a shield, as your instincts bleed against your mind.

You have no proof, but you know who.

"Surely, he's still willing to put in the effort… Even if the cards are stacked against him."

Still the mask crumbles slowly against the ebb and flow of empathy. He wouldn't be the first to give up at the first sign of difficulty after all, that much even you remember.

Despite everything between the two of you… She deserves the effort.

But he wouldn't, you're sure of it. After all, he still fights tooth and nail against Caesar whenever he's in a mood.

Only the soft after midnight breeze crests the silence between the two of you, liquor clings tights against you with a warm embrace, a magnanimous shield.

It's easy to catch the question on the edge of her lips, still it's hard to tell if it's a sharpened blade or a humble gift.

It's the soft click of her tongue that pulls it back, it's a flared brow that spurs it forward like a rampant beast.

"Figured out who made you chocolate for Valentine's day?"

It's an afterthought compared to your newfound responsibility.

"Nope."

Not definitively at least, more just gut feelings and wishful thinking.

"Not even just a little bit curious?"

It's hard to pick apart her expression as it's dyed under amber hues, a raised eyebrow and a glint of curiosity. Her lips tighten ever so slightly, rolling to one side in a roiling wave.

"Miss Esperanza gave me a list of suspects," there's a flash of intrigue, drawn to the pulse of your gossip.

It's hard to ignore the way you feel the air practically sizzle when she strays close to you, hanging on to your silence, hungry and eager.

If there was one thing that kept Angelview High going it was gossip. Still you couldn't deny the feeling of joy that plucked at the edge of your brain, to coax her with gossip… just to snip it away.

"...But I haven't had the time to look into it, not with the attack that happened yesterday."

There's a flare of annoyance, as her eyebrow twitches, calculating if you were even worth hanging out with before her mind trails off, lost in thought.

There's an odd vacancy in her eyes, like trying to peer through a fog during a stormy night.

"... Yesterday?" Her eyebrows tighten, her voice nothing but a troubled, shivering whisper.

It's cold you realise, you're not drunk enough to ignore that even in the whispering dark as instinct takes hold. It makes it all the much harder to ignore the warmth you feel cresting up your hand and into your chest as you hold her hand in yours.

You take another drag of your cigarette, placing a trinket in her palm; small, in the shape of a bat. It's edgy, vampiric even, a complete tonal clash against the student council, drama club queen you'd grown to know or remember in your case.

But it is hers nonetheless, it's soft, the way the fog dissipates from her eyes, replaced with a soft tender bloom.

Her shoulders loosen, melting away waves of tight tension as she releases a soft sigh.

She's… different in that moment, your mind clings to the word iridescent as if that could truly describe even a semblance of it all.

But it doesn't, it can't after all.

How can one word even articulate the way her smile drifts between the soft moonlight glow and the warmth of nestled amber streetlight.

Her eyes shift from the trinket to you, it's a soft invisible pull as laughter trickles from her lips.

It's weird, but in a good way. The kind of way that makes you smile unconsciously in her presence and part of you wants to hate it.

But it feels natural.

Instinctual.

Real.

Her laughter fades, slumbering into a soft smile - wistful and melancholic as her eyes linger once again on the trinket.

"Man, this is either gonna be really sad or really funny." Her grip tightens against it as if it would turn to sand if she didn't.

It's easy to get lost in her eyes as she returns her gaze to you, gone is the frenetic tension, enveloped in a patient warmth.

A bonfire on a cold night.

"What do you mean?" It's a stupid question, you can feel that. It's a familiar pluck at the back of your brain, still the words leave all the same.

She smiles softly, a tender hug to hold the moment, her eyes linger even as her head tilts to the side.

You don't know why, but it reminds you of sunflowers and yesteryears, crested with the dew of forgotten, child-like promises.

"You know the rules of the game, I…" Her eyebrows knit together. "She won't remember what we talk about, not when you take the trinket back."

And you have to, those are the rules.

There's an unexplainable smoothness to the way she shuffles next to you using your bike as a makeshift bench.

You hate the way you trace every movement, every moment as her eyes drift up towards the moon.

A joke comes to mind, Karina said it best.

"Is this where you tell me, the moon is beautiful isn't it?"

It's warm in those moments, the way she turns back to you a smile, so deep and sincere you can see it in her eyes.

Still it does nothing against the turmoil in your chest, the warmth of the sun suffocating against thick storm clouds.

It's wrong, you remind yourself.

It's wrong to share these intimate quiet moments, to feel the bloom of something more in your chest.

To feel so effortlessly yourself…

To feel safe.

After all, Mateo has expressed his interest in her and you could see it, you really could.

You stoked the flames in his chest, pushed him towards her… Because you believed in him.

Even in spite of those brief moments at the observatory–You gave him the right nudges here and there, your best attempts to keep him on the best track.

Your grip tightens against your cigarette, against the worn leather seat of your bike.

The delinquent and the student council president is a better story. You could imagine the drift of cigarette smoke past his lips slowly twisting through hers.

"Why?" It cuts like a knife through it all, you fight against the bile that threatens your throat.

You take a drag, feign ignorance against the thoughts that cloud your mind, cock an eyebrow.

"Why, what?"

There's a softened, slightly folded frown pressed into the corner of her lips.

"Why would he think it's actually me?"

It's a hard fight, fought tooth and nail, to not join up in arms, to denounce him as another stupid hopefu-

"I think…" Your lips purse, tightening against the little knot of anxiety caught in your throat, finger bouncing against your brow as plumes of smoke drift slowly through the cold crisp air.

"It's not about thinking she was you, but wanting her to be."

You hate the way she gazes at you, takes in every word with those soft moonlit eyes. The way it tightens that knot in your throat with every passing glance.

Still, she scoffs, rolls her eyes at the idea.

"So you're saying you don't like the idea of the bad boy and the goody two shoes?"

It's that glimmer in her eyes that tells you it's all for show, an exaggerated performance just for you, as her arms cross and her eyes roll, a huff at the edge of her lips.

"What makes it so good huh?" Her voice whines like the crinkling of foil, still it plucks the right notes to write the beginnings of a smile on your face.

Try as you might to hide it with another drag of a cigarette. You nearly choke on fumes embattled on the edge of laughter.

"Well," it's hard to articulate against the bubbling bloom in your veins held under her gaze.

Corruption isn't the word you want to use, but it's close enough, the right fuel to ignite a fire.

"It's about rubbing off on each other, really." You offer a scuffed smirk, scraped by the huff of a thought against plumes of smoke. "It's the peak of opposites attract isn't it?"

You hold the cigarette aloft between two fingers, smoke drifts and flows through the night air, hot orange burns against the ashy tip.

A torch by any other name.

"I guess the cigarette signifies the point of no return."

Her head lists to the side peering past the cigarette, it's hard to fight the focus she pulls from you; her soft eyes, entrancing and safe.

Maybe that's what scares you, more than the unknown, more than being wrong.

It's being right.

Again, it's just instinctual.

She holds her hand out, a smile playing against her teeth.

"Pass it here."

It's odd, really it is. The confident ease in which her grip ghosts over your own, the way she plucks the vice away against her own lips.

It's hard to ignore the way your jaw slackens ever so slightly, surprised at her sheer audacity, too used to a dance of lies and shielded personas.

It's irresistible and you hate it—for arguably the millionth time—the way she smiles so genuinely that it reaches her eyes. It's oddly endearing the way she shifts under your gaze, akin to trying different poses in a photo booth.

It's natural the way a smile creeps slowly on to your lips.

There's a cheeky, calculated glint in her eye.

She flashes a smile, taking a slow drag of the cigarette. Plumes of smoke drift past her lips before buffeting you in the face with a focused assault… Or at least it would've been.

She's nothing but sputtering coughs as smoke parts her lips in choked spurts. Her face contorts and twists ever so slightly.

It takes everything in you not to laugh. You're thankful for the diversion, a shield against the lingering glow in your chest or even worse the sinking disgust.

You really shouldn't be entertaining this moment, not with the object of his affection. It takes everything to reel it back, to take back the line cast on it's own whims.

Still it's hard to ignore the devilish spark in your own chest, the one that revels in all the illicit secrecy.

To feel special.

Your palm caresses her back, rubbing against his leather jacket, coaxing out equals waves of sputtering coughs and gut wrenching guilt.

She turns back to you, face scrunched in the disgust you can only feel for yourself, the torch of betrayal lingers in her hands offered back to you.

"That shit is so fucking gross," her beautiful eyes still catch the edges of a disgusted wince.

It shatters guilt like glass, she can't be into you.

Not after that.

Your mask slowly crawls back together, cocky smirk and all.

"It's an acquired taste."

It really isn't; anything to burn the stress and guilt away from your brain. You cock an eyebrow, tilt your head to the side as you take another drag.

You feel the ghost of her lips, the tang of intoxication mixed with sunflowers and the sweetness of… Ring Pops?

Childlike promises.

Plumes of smoke, hover and whisper through the air; a moment to spare.

"You know she's gonna question why she smells like smoke."

There's a glint of teeth, enamoured and fun. Carefree and expeditious, it is certainly welcome compared to her usual tense and stressed nature.

But you're the one who has to pick the pieces.

She tugs at the collar of her jacket, his jacket—blood seeps from your chest at another twist of the knife—she sniffs at it but you already have the answer.

"Right, right."

You can't help the slight frown that presses into your lips, your eyes trace the moon and the stars.

Anything besides the ethereal sight next to you or the bloody twisted crime scene in your chest.

Her thumb runs over the top of your hand, pressed against the seat of your bike.

"Come on, I gotta have some fun in her stead," she smiles that soft gentle smile, the one that articulates the swell of lips with a preening touch.

You relish in her soft touch, you do… Part of you thinks you always have, no matter how foreign and distant the concept.

Equal measures warmth and disgust.

You roll your eyes, play up your role.

"Alright then," another drag, the final one before it's discarded, forgotten into the night. "Make things interesting."

It's that subtle almost knowing click, the kind that registers on an instinctual level.

She smiles with a knowing caress against your hand.

It stings when she pulls away, finger bouncing against her bottom lip as she paces, eyes adrift in thoughts against the moon.

There's a subtle dance to it all.

"What if I told you, you survive in a zombie apocalypse?" Mirth dances in her eyes, as you can't help but latch on to the thought.

Because duh, of you would.

So of course you don't notice the small cursive joy that bounces on her lips when you smile, when pride echoes into your posture.

Nor do you notice the flecks of sadness.

You're too caught in it all, you don't even notice how bone cold your hands are in the fleeting echoes of laughter.

"I'm sure you don't want to spend these moments talking about work of all things."

It's the swell of her cheeks caught at the mercy of her smile that tells you, convinces you of sickly delusions.

She enjoys it, the way you see through her.

She's confident in spite of it, that's what you li—don't entertain the thought, the knife is in your hand after all.

"She's gonna hate this." There's a pause, echoed only by the stir of cars through distant empty streets.

It's a devious hook with only the most intoxicating of bait.

You fall, hook, line and sinker as you push off your bike, caught in her orbit under amber hues.

There's no cigarette smoke to keep you safe, to obfuscate it all.

"She's gonna deny it, she'll lie until she dies but…" She smiles, pure and wholesomely real. The truth, a secret for just the two of you caught in this moment.

After the dust settles.

A secret just for you.

"She's the one who made the chocolates."

The knife in your chest twists and snaps at the behest of your own lies and propaganda,This is all for her, all for some sick joke that she won't even remember come dawn. To give her what she so desperately wants and craves.

Her lips quiver, caught idle in your silence as her words struggle to form.

"Like I said, it'll either be really sad or really funny."

There's crisp sobering solemness to her words, even as you taste the alcohol on her breath.

Still you can pluck out the embers in her eyes, through the gloss of shimmering glass. The nestled warmth of something else.

She smirks, it's barely passable in the waves of turbulent emotion that washes through the air.

A memory comes to mind, firm and sturdy. It's weird to be so close to her, to have her soft gaze focused on you.

It's unlike the moment at the observatory; an earthquake and broken heels cast in dim tunnel lights.

You thought nothing of the subsequent fall or her trapped bated breath underneath you.

It sparks at your brain, threatening to ignite it all. The way her hair fell in lusciously decadent waves against the floor, bathed in ivory light. You still remember those precious moments held locked against her gaze, the flare of surprise that burned across her eyes.

You remember the way her face twisted away from you, spurred by your comment.

After all, who wears heels to an investigation?

Only now do you realise it, the nervous cherry dusting across her cheek in those painted fleeting moments, only now can you trace the beauty—

Don't think about it.

“You know she’s gonna push you towards Karina.”

But it's hard not to, not when you can pick out each individual eyelash that flutters with every blink or the way her breath hitches ever so slightly when you pull away.

For your own sanity… But it's already too late for you, the devilish whispers in your brain echo to and fro with an egotistic cockiness that's intoxicating.

You nearly fish out another cigarette under the stress of it all, but you know the role you have to play… for her sake.

"Is that what you want?"

There's a soft glower to her caught against frayed streetlights. She cocks an eyebrow in spite of it all, "Me?"

Her voice saunters softly through the air, your last chance. To be a good friend, to continue to be a good friend.

No amount of twisted reasoning or lies would amount to anything less than betrayal of the most sickening kind.

Betrayal of the heart.

"Be honest and you might get a prize."

It's hard to ignore the way the power gets to your head, the illicit betrayal, the taboo of it all as you stray close to her. Your fingers play against the pockets of Mateo's jacket.

It's made all the more intoxicating in the bristling cold, the way she shrinks underneath the weight of it all even with all of her confidence she is still just a girl in love.

She feigns it all the same.

"It would be funny."

Still she isn't strong enough, eyes shifting away from yours under suffocating silence.

"Look me in the eye."

A deep breath, a quiver of her lips and a snap of focus. There’s something inherently soft and vulnerable held in the cloisters of her eyes, a shimmering crystalline prison.

"I…" the undeniable shake to her voice makes your heart sink past the bile that builds in your throat.

Your hands pluck at hers, pulling them from their nestled warm burrows, guiding them towards the skin just above the hem of your shirt.

It's instinctual, a gut reaction to her hesitance.

Her touch is warm, yearningly hungry, yearningly desperate. It's a blessing against the cold grip of the night, you almost lean in unconsciously.

Despite the way her breath paints the air with an alcoholic brush, despite the way nicotine buzzes through the caverns in your mind. There's nothing inherently Sensual about the way her grip tightens ever so slightly, the way she bites her lips caught in the throes of the thought.

It's a quiet, reassuring comfort.

There's a resolute strength as she looks up at you, her voice still an uneven shaky quiver.

"You have my heart, always have," she laughs, the brief short kind, where it's almost just an exhale almost like recollecting a forgotten joke. "Ever since we were kids and…"

Her hands twist and scrunch against the cloth of your shirt, peering defiantly up at you, the smallest smile etched into her lips.

"You always will."

You can't help but smile despite the pit in your stomach.

"It's too bad you hate the taste of cigarette smoke."

Her smile blooms deeper, fervently so, plucking at the fragments of confidence forgotten at the wayside.

"I don't think I'll mind this time."

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OEC - As your girlfriends

Genre : fluff and suggestive

Word count : 5k

Requested ? No

Warnings : mentions of food, suggestive themes,

Disclaimer :

Yall I finished writing this half asleep after a long ass week of not being able to work because of school, so this isn’t like my usual writing, this is more like something to offer you while I work on better written stuff yet I hope it’s good enough, enjoy and let me know if I should do this with anyone else <3

Basically I’ll describe with my imagination how I think each of the members would be as your girlfriend and then, I’ll describe how I think they would be if they were all in a relationship with you

Before getting started, let me state that for the individual head canons, I made them as school Au because why not ? But for the poly head canons, they’re in this current universe (so yes they’re idols)

Jinsoul

- I kind of see her as those natural talented kids ? Like she’s so good at a lot of things which helped her gaining your admiration from the first time you met, she was so good at everything she was doing, and yet it didn't make you jealous one bit, instead you could feel your cheeks heat up whenever your paths crossed

- I think she would be like a volleyball captain or something ? Extremely skilled and very hardworking, you learnt her practice schedule as an excuse to see her more often, her tender figure when she jumps to do a serve or when it’s time to spike a ball to the other side of the net, of course not without winking at you first

- Because you obviously caught Jinsoul’s eyes the second she walked in school and saw your locker close to hers, she can’t help but to feel mesmerized by your beauty which she often keeps to herself if it’s not for the members of her sports team

- It didn’t take her long to make a move, the smile drawn on her face every time she would look up to see your cute self, either doing homework or getting caught staring back, she had to get to know you and she wasn’t shy to do so

- Once you two became close, firstly hanging out together after she was done practicing as she insisted on walking you home, you both started to see each other outside of school, it went from short study sessions at the library to sleep overs at her place as often as she could make them happen

- Pretty clingy, which you don’t dislike at all, in facts, you love returning the favour when she leans in to kiss your cheek already warm from her presence, she loves to have her arms around you and hold you close

- Even as friends, she already peppers your face with kisses apart from your lips which she swears to avoid until the day you’re comfortable to move further with her

- Loves paying you lunch for some reasons ? If she doesn’t have the time to make you one of course ! She always assures you that she’s doing this out of love when you ask her in disbelief if you have to do something in return which gets you startled, Jinsoul is very caring and always aware of your state

- If you were to ever get sick, she won’t let you go outside, either you stay at her place or she stays at yours, it doesn’t matter, she just needs to keep you protected from all kinds of danger, you’re the most precious thing to her eyes and seeing you hurt is enough alone to break her heart, worst than if you ever rejected her love

- About that, most people think you’re together because of how quickly you were to stick to each other, never leaving the other’s side unless something unwanted separates you, usually leading to her being glued to her phone, waiting for your messages and you do the same, even your parents thought of her as your girlfriend when you first brought her home after a long day and tiring volley practice, letting her rest with you

- Talking about them, they reacted so well to her being your girlfriend, telling you they had been expecting it since a long time ago, surprised you weren’t dating yet, they were so happy that they invited Jinsoul to dinner that time, making sure to embarrass you enough, telling her stories about you when you were little, stuff Jinsoul swears she’ll never let herself forget

- This girl is absolutely whipped for you, anything you do is amazing in her eyes, so much that she catches on little details like those, from something you told her months back then or your favourite kind of ice cream with whatever topping you prefer, she has them all remembered clearly in her mind, ready to surprise you anytime just to see that adorable grin on that flushed face of yours

- As expected, she’s very into pda

- There’s nothing better than study dates, where she gets to tease you when you don’t understand something before helping you in exchange of a kiss

- talking about her teasing, as loving as she is, this girl can turn into a literal monster if it means embarrassing you slightly due to of her words or actions

- calm and collected yet competitive, she feels so accomplished to be dating you, so much that anyone looking at you might annoy her a bit, getting her all pouty if she doesn’t have your full attention

- however, she’s very understanding and doesn’t get too jealous, she’d rather focus on having you all to herself later on than getting hurt over someone looking at your beauty, telling herself she’s already been there, like when she first met you and couldn’t detach her eyes from you

- As mentionner before, she’s so loving, she literally is willing to do anything for you, so much that you often wonder how could you get so lucky

- Doesn’t tolerate harsh words towards yourself, weather they come from others or your own mouth, she refuses to hear them, unless you wanna see a pouty jinsoul and even slightly angry, she hates seeing you down, she’ll always remind you how beautiful and pretty you are

- She has such a heart warming vibe, being around Jinsoul is like being sheltered, not only her hugs are the kindest you’ve ever received but her presence itself is able to calm your nerves, even if your heart beats fast out of nervousness when she’s around, unable to get over her

- Her touch is so caring as well, a hand on your cheek and an arm wrapped around your waist while your mouths are joined together, humming in sync while you wished you never had to pull away, creating your own little space in the universe

- She waited a long time before taking things on another level with you, scared to make you uncomfortable by moving too fast, though you did run into her wild imagination for a while so she could barely contain her excitement when you confessed your desire to move further with her, putting all your trust in her, she felt low-key honoured

- Easily turned on by your fragile figure whenever you’re around her, often where the times where she would’ve want to take you right on the spot yet she’s pretty slow in her moves, taking her time to make you feel at ease before leading to one long night shared together

- I think she would have a thing for begging, as well as slight choking, she loves seeing you beneath her, waiting for her next move as her hand sneak up around your neck, pressing gently, just enough to let a sound fall from your lips, followed by her name when her fingers trace down your legs to your clothed core

- To conclude, here is a beautiful girlfriend, a literal angel, the kind of person you would never want to leave, her scent when she comes close to you and the praise coming from her as well as all the love she brings you makes your relationship one of the healthiest ever, based off kindness and trust put into one another, a bound sure meant to last forever

Kim Lip

- I think it’s no surprise when I say Jungeun is a flirt

- However, she’s pretty intimidating as well, she’s a known girl around the school

- So much that it resulted into you thinking she hated you, you’d always try to avoid walking her way and everyone thought you hated each other, when in reality, she had such a soft spot for you

- Cannot shut up about you seriously, she may seem like that cold and even cruel girl everyone falls for yet she gets all giggly when you walk by, so much that her friends are tired of repeating her to make a move, which she always answers that she has too much pride for to do so

- But yet came a day where she was tired of being teased and wanted to prove herself in front of others so she tried to do the typical move of walking towards someone and pulling them by the collar, which made you panic, only to peck your lips and walk away as if nothing happened

- Then the next day, that girl had the audacity to pull up in the middle of lunch and drag you away from your friends, pretending you had a date with her, only to drag you outside and make you eat with her, to then confess in the middle of talking, girly was just too shy to do something properly and went with the first thing in her mind

- Since then she never leaves you alone, always tagging along in some way, or pulling you away when she feels the need to have you in her arms, strange how quick she changed from the girl everyone was afraid of to one of the clingiest person on earth, and she’ll never even admit it

- She’s very protective of you, a slight injury and she’ll get mad at everyone

- wants to make sure you’re eating well, loves to buy you meals and stuff

- If she was hanging out with people you didn't like too much or you saw as a bad influence, she’d be 100% ready to leave them

- If you’re feeling down, she’s not the best with words but she will try the hardest she can to cheer you up, even if that means spending money or doing something embarrassing, she wants her lover to be happy and she genuinely is in love with your smile

- loves to pick you up and bring you at school, it makes her feel extra proud to show you off

- Kind of jealous ? Like a bit possessive as well I believe, she’s not going to hold back much if someone is going too far with you, and it might take her a while to calm her anger down but she wouldn’t hurt you for nothing in the world, you’re way too precious to her

- Always insisting to go on dates, even if you’re busy with studies, she’ll want to drag you out and let you two have fun time, she’ll promise to help you with whatever is on your mind

- Indoor dates even when it’s not raining ? Absolutely, she’ll knock at your house with a bunch of snacks and you’ll end up cuddling four hours, sometimes watching shows but most of the time too lost in each other’s eyes, she definitely cannot stop looking at you

- Continues to flirt with you even if you’re already together just to make you feel flustered

- I think she’d love buying you flowers, anything to make you smile really, but I feel as if flowers are kind of her signature thing ? Romantic enough to make one’s heart melt but not too cheesy for her to cringe at her own actions

- Ready to beat anyone up if they bother you, sometimes you have to hold her back because se seriously cannot deal with someone being mean to you, it would break her heart to see you lose your smile over someone too stupid to realize your worth

- Loves being the big spoon, no matter your height, she’ll love to have her arms wrapped around you, if you’re tall then be ready for a bunch of kisses planted all over your neck and if you’re smaller than her, aside from teasing, expect kisses on the crown of your head 24/7 and in general, just a lot of love from her

- Wants nothing more than you being comfortable

- being in her lap whenever you sit down is a must

- loves making you grind on her whenever you’re needy

- such a tease too

- you better call her mommy or daddy in public unless you wanna get in trouble, often she's just messing with you but she seriously loves seeing you fall for it everytime

- Seeing you squirm is enough to turn her on, even in public or anything, she really just can’t get enough of you, and that means her hands are pretty much always touching you in some way, she can’t help it

- May seem a bit distant afterwards but that barely lasts a minute, she’s just trying to restrain herself from going down on you once again, she wouldn't want to completely ruin you unless you asked her to do so, which she often thought about

- Yes because you literally haunt her mind, never leaving and that makes her sometimes space out for a while, just imagining you with her, or you in bed, we never know

- So yeah here’s protective ass girlfriend, one you could always count on, someone you thought as your worst enemy who turned out to be the person that loves you the most in the entire world, it’s nearly impossible to not feel safe when she’s around, Jungeun is in love with you so bad she’ll get over her pride just for you, a stable and healthy relationship that will sure last for a long while as Junegeun will try to keep you as close as she can to her heart

Choerry

- This girl is so flirty

- And you were never shy to flirt back as you felt comfortable around her warm presence

- Yet both of you are oblivious dumbasses and it took you so long to figure out you were actually in love with each other

- It all started when you would get little notes in your locker, sometimes loving messages or cute little doodles, they always melted your heart and you seriously couldn't get enough, always waiting to get another one, excited to see its content

- Then one day, that mysterious admirer wrote you a confession letter, like officially declaring their love to you if it wasn’t obvious enough already, and concluded to meet up on the school roof top

- You were geniuely surprised when you saw Yerim standing there, rushing to take you in her arms before pecking your cheeks, you two had been flirting for quite a while not only through her letters who where way more explicit than her direct talk to you but also always throwing pick up lines at each other and nearly kissing a bunch of times

- Literally everyone thought you were dating but you were too scared to face a possible rejection so you chose to handle it in a platonic view while she had decided to be herself through anonymous stuff, letting her express what she truly felt in a less embarrassing way

- Not much words were needed when she pulled away and you looked at her, you instantly wrapped your arms around her neck and here you were again for another kiss, but this time with your lips, and a blushing Yerim who was caught off guard by your move

- Now that you were actually together, you never left the other’s side, seriously you were glued to each other, so much that you almost got detention for “making love” in the middle of the lockers when really, she was just trapping you in her arms and covering your face with kisses, enough to make your cheeks pink from not only the embarrassment but for that jolt sensation in your heart whenever she was around

- Always holding her hand, weather because you’re nervous or just since she feels like it, she’ll find tons of excuses to get you closer to her

- Loves to give you piggy back rides !! Or to carry you around, your choice really

- I feel as if she’d be a cheerleader or something, and would improvise a routine with her team on a love song just to present it to you

- Asked you countless times to join the team, or at least do a performance with her so she would get to lift you up and show you as hers in front of everyone else

- She can be pretty discreet about your relationship as she likes to keep her pretty lover all to herself but if someone does insist then she won’t be able to stop rambling about how much she loves you

- Tons of texts from her, similar to the letters she used to put in your locker, she’ll send you a bunch of stuff, and pictures she’d take throughout the day, weather it would be stuff that would make her thing about you or pics of you you’d find embarrassing but she’d swear are the cutest things ever

- If you ever fought, I think she’d be way too afraid to overstep your boundaries and would apologize through little messages in your locker, and you’d immediately recognize her quite messy hand writing, you’d never stay mad for a long time honestly, Yerim is too much of a sunshine for that

- Facetimes you constantly, even when she’s doing the most basic stuff, or even if you tell her you look terrible, she misses you a lot and will jump on any occasions to talk to you

- A lot of late night talks between the two of you, it was common already when you were just friends so imagine now that you’re officially together, you can talk for hours about the dumbest subjects, and yet, you’ll never get tired of it

Exhibit A : “Hey Y/n, do you think the person who invented algebra was just really confused and messed up their shit ??”

Exhibit B “Y/nnnnnnnnnnnnn okay hear me out hear me out, what if, no but like what if, what if the concept of stars are fake and there’s actually companies who put floating led lights in the sky”

And yet maybe she’s right oml

- On a more serious note, that girl would give up anything for you, and you would honestly do the same, she’s just so awesome and perfect, you two are so in love people use you as the couple reference around the school

- Actually way more dominant than you could’ve ever imagine, that girl’s duality is on another level

- Call her mommy and her whole attitude will change in a split second, and of course, she’ll make sure you’re not leaving her side without a few marks here and there, just to show off what belongs to her

- Very gentle in her moves unless you practically beg her to do otherwise, she would hate seeing you hurt, especially by her, but she can’t resist the temptation of going harsher once in a while

- Will definitely tease you in public, she usually expects an annoyed reaction of you, just for her to laugh it off, however if you do get needy from that, she’ll take care of you properly, even if that means making you finish in public, she would hate seeing her baby helpless and would do anything to make you feel better

- Gets turned on so quickly, seriously that girl may seem like the most innocent person out there but if you were to see the inside of her head, it’s another story, not that it’s that bad, she’s only into vanilla stuff, but you do cross her mind very often

- And so to conclude, we have the sweetest girl out there, miss Choi Yerim will never disappoint you, not a single time where you feel unloved when she’s around, you’re meant for each other, everything you do seems so natural and a life without her is impossible to think of, her and you are sort of like soulmates, meant to last forever as well as unthinkable to be without one another

Odd eye circle (together + you)

- The girls had been together for quite a while before meeting you, they needed stability before actually thinking about adding someone else to their relationship, though since things were going well and it was a healthy context, they started talking about it

- Strangely, you came in their mind pretty quickly, Jinsoul was the first one to mention it, only half joking when she imagined you, one of their best friends, being shared between the three of them

- Jungeun first rejected the idea, not that she didn’t like you, far from it actually, she was simply too proud to admit it, and seriously didn’t want to be seen as flushed around someone else, she had stated that two girlfriends were enough

- Yet it only took a bit of insistence from our soft girl Yerim, so charming that no one could resist her, and Jungeon knew she couldn’t deny her attraction to you for a long time, you were beautiful and they were helpless

- As much as Jungeon was the proudest one, she was definitely the flirtiest, since that talk between the three of them, it was almost like a competition of who would win your heart first

- Jinsoul’s love was a bit more discreet, she was flirty yes but also very caring, always making sure that little angelic character of yours was doing alright, she would insist on accompanying you to school despite her busy schedule, she was always around if you needed her, you found yourself falling asleep in her arms quite often after her cuddles comforted you from your worst nightmares, meanwhile her two girlfriends would glare at the scene, not jealous of you but nearly annoyed at her and how easy she had you in her arms

- Yerim, her, you would already call her your soulmate if it wasn’t for her two girlfriends, you were together pretty often, if Jinsoul was somewhat your caretaker, Yerim was your ball of sunshine, the reason you’d still wake up on boring days, when she would bring out outside and take you out on a cute date, satisfied of the reaction of her two other lovers who watched her bring back a bright smile on your cute face, warming up whenever she was around

- For Jungeun, she insisted on having you all to herself, so much that you’d wonder if that wasn’t considering cheating on her relationship considering how touchy she could get, she’d drag you around, pick you up at random times and sometimes plating kisses on your face, not without having you literally panicking in her embrace when her intense gaze would meet your afraid one

- You were firstly pretty confused when they all started to chase after you, but you became even more when you realized what you felt towards them, and you seriously had no idea how to say it, yet it was so much on your mind that it slipped out of your mouth during a sleepover, resulting of you being attacked by kisses before hugging the three of them, more happier than ever

- They had no intentions of hiding your relationship, you were actually all so madly in love with each other that it was impossible for the fusional dynamic between the four of you to be unnoticed, especially by curious fans, so they made your relationship public after only a few weeks, with your consent obviously, and people were actually very open to it

- Of course there had to be some hate, but hey ! No worries ! They were there to comfort you and get through any hardships with you, even if that meant letting their career get hurt, you became their top priority and they were ready to do anything if it meant to see you smile

- I don’t think fights would happen that often, Yerim wouldn’t let things go down too easily, Jinsoul could be a bit condescending from time to time while Jungeun was a proud dumbass but they’d never allow themselves to hurt you, worst that would happen would be for you to not sleep at the dorm with them and get back to your apartment, alone, before being showered in apologies and affection shortly after

- You accompany them to practice when you don’t have school, always ready to encourage them, sometimes studying or doing homework meanwhile, you always tell them it’s solely to encourage them but you can’t really deny it’s also to get the chance to see them sweating after all that effort in sports clothes

- Insisted countless times for you to come on stage with them, after all, sometimes you practice with them and they find you amazing, so why wouldn’t you want to go on stage with them ?

- If you really didn’t want you then they would absolutely mention you on stage, telling the audience how much they miss your presence when you’re not around, especially if they’d be on tour and you couldn’t come, because seriously, they would drag you with them everywhere

- Love to tease you during interviews, but they adore you so much, they’re doing it for the only purpose to see you blush and stutter over your words in public, interviewers love to play along since your relationship is pretty much known by everyone, pretty popular among the fans as well

- There isn’t a moment when you don’t feel safe around them, they’re strangely so warm and comforting, all by different ways but with similar effects, and the thought of losing them is too much for your poor heart to handle

- When sleeping together, either they fight until you choose one to sleep with, if it’s Jinsoul then she’ll most likely sing you to sleep and will caress your hair gently, if it’s Yerim then be ready for kisses peppered all across your face and the top of your head, she can’t really help it, and if it’s Jungeun then good luck with the kisses placed across your neck just to tease you, before letting you drift to sleep while holding you tightly

- Dates with them sure are.. special ? No but seriously, they’re willing to spend all their money on you before treating you to your favourite restaurant or taking you to an amusement park, always insisting on carrying you around or at least hold your hand in some way

- They absolutely love doing v lives with you, usually you sitting on the lap of one of them, making them so proud, especially when you get flustered from the fans leaving surely strange comments

Exhibit A : “Y/n why don’t you and Lip kiss for the camera oml, pretty please ?”

that resulting into Jungeun holding your chin so you look at her while you try to free yourself from her grip

Exhibit B : “Guys look how red Y/n is because Choerry is so close to her face awe, couple goals seriously”

Of course ending up with Yerim kissing your nose in front of everyone

Exhibit C “Jinsoul admit it, you want to recreate the not friends scene between you and Heejin with Y/n”

Y/n has left the room, no comments needed

- They’ll be your biggest emotional support, from when you struggle at school to fights with your family or friends, they’ll be there to carry you and make sure you don’t fall, they’ll always have their hand ready for you to catch, they cannot let their precious one get hurt

- They try their best to not bicker each other over you, not wanting to make you feel pressured or uncomfortable, but oh god they love making each other jealous by kissing you in front of the two startled others, often leading to steamy stuff actually

- These little shit love to start teasing you in public, especially to make each other jealous, which sometimes ends up with them taking turns on you while the only thing you’re able to do is whimper under their touch

- Though sometimes they really love taking you at once, seeing you get overstimulated by their slight touch alone is such a great sensation that they clearly cannot get enough of

- Call them names in public and see yourself unable to make them forget that, no matter if it was an accident or not, they’ll absolutely make you say it again and again until they feel satisfied, or they’ll make you scream it later on, depends on their mood

- Jungeun can be a bit harsh with you while the two others always try to get her to slow down, not wanting to break their little one just yet, they are indeed very caring and despite ruining you, they’ll want you to be fine afterwards

- Jinsoul is probably the naughtiest, always making sneaky comments when you least expect it if it’s not her hand sneaking up between your legs meanwhile Yerim is softer towards you and enjoys making you weak after time, not a fan of quickies, she’d rather take her time to make you feel real good

- Their aftercare is +++, will probably apologize if they went too rough on you, they’ll respect any limit you put, you don’t even need to say it, sometimes they can just see it by how well they know you, and after that, it’s bath time ! A warm space for them to hold you and wash you until you feel better, promising to help you if you struggled walking, which happens a bit too often actually

- As a conclusion, let’s just say these girls are literally your guardian angels, unable to leave you alone, they just want to be by your side constantly in case you need anything, between their flirting and the laughs you share late at night in their dorm when Haseul yells that it’s time to sleep, the love that is holding the bound between you so solidly, is something not even describable, it’s a literal paradise on earth, life without the three of them around is inconceivable and you couldn’t be more grateful for everything they’ve brought you

The end :) <3

Hope it was enjoyable !!

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