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purecantarella · 1 year

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Evening Plans

we're speeding through the last few days HHHAHAHAHA i hope you lovelies enjoy!! moon byuli x reader disclaimer/s : smut. i suggest going to read some fluffier or angstier content

Moonbyul was a little shit, she loved to tease you to no end. Most times you could and would match her energy. But then there were moments when you couldn't.

Babysitting for your sister was a prime example.

On your regular date night, your sister called you up begging you to take care of the kids, needing to handle a work emergency. Which had you and Moonbyul in her house instead of being at a barbecue and bar, you got the pleasure of eating pizza and lemon bars.

"I'm so sorry I had to cancel tonight...my sister needed me and—" Moonbyul is quick to hush you with a quick kiss to your lips, leaving your knees weak. You smile dreamily up at her as her hands stroke your arms comfortingly.

"It's alright. I love playing with your sister's kids..." She trails off taking the bunny you had in your hand, her eyes hooding as she plays with the doll's arms, "Plus, I think it's nice to see how you work with kids..."

You blush as she smirks down at you, pecking your lips again. But she pulls away as she hears the kids running down the hall excited to see their favorite auntie and celebrity.

"Noona!" The eldest cries out barreling into the rapper's arms. As the youngest girl hugs your leg making you throw your head back laughing. Byul's words still lingering in your head.

A few hours into the night, you were alone in the kids' bedroom. You contemplate to yourself as you tidy up the kids toys while they watched TV. The entire night had just been you fighting Byul off while you tended to the children's needs. Not needing to be caught up in your girlfriend. Your mischievous...hot...sexy...energetic—

"You're avoiding me." Her deep voice catches you off guard and has you catching your breath in shock. She grins at you frantically putting the toys away. You stammer excuses of needing to make sure the kids were okay when she tugs your hand back.

Before you know it you're looking deeply into her hooded gaze, "I can't wait for tonight, N/n..." Byul whispers, as her lips trail lightly from your cheek down to her jaw, her breath tickling you as she spoke. "I just want you against me right now..." Her hand is on your hip, pulling you close enough to have you wanting more.

"Byul..." You whisper sternly before she pressed on her hand twiddling with your fingers as her lips began leaving feather light kisses over your skin. You gasp as she continues, "The things I would do if we were alone right now...I'd press you up against our bed, unbutton that top you love to wear to our dates, kiss my way down until you were completely exposed to me..."

She pauses moaning at the thought. Your mind wanders as your grip on Byul's hand tightens. "...Tell me more..."

Suddenly, her eyes are on yours again and her eyes have darkened significantly. Her smile has faded, "Then I'd kiss you all over, mark your skin so hard and so much that it'd be impossible to hide what we do under the sheets." She pauses to laugh softly, "You'd whine and sob, begging me to touch you right here..." The rapper's hand slides down to your covered center, taking it roughly in her palm.

You bite you lip down trying to suppress your sounds, only to fail miserably. Byul grins as she tightens her grip on your needy cunt, "Mhm, just like that, baby."

You gnaw harder on your lip, forcing out, "Then what?" You ask trying not to sound desperate, pretending that you aren't getting off on her words alone. "I'd suck on these lovely titties right here..." Her other hand grabs your chest, making you throw your head back, eyes never leaving the very open door. Making sure the kids wouldn't run in and see you both in a rather compromising position. "I'd make sure you were a mess until I finally get down on my knees. Get a lick of that sour sap I love so much."

A soft moan falls from your lips as hers blow a soft gust of air onto them. "I love these kids but I just wish we were home right now, I wish I could have your dripping cunt on my tongue right now, I fucking wish that I could have you here and now. Bare and ready for me, for my every command." She leans in against your lips again, sensually dragging her tongue against your lower lip before pulling away.

"I want to take a strap and fuck you so hard into the bed that we'll have our own kids, N/n..." Byul jokes but the tone of her voice makes you cry out uncontrollably and incredibly rashly.

"Byul I want you now...please." You beg, all but humping your girlfriend's leg at this point. She spins you around, slamming you into your niece and nephew's dresser, her lips finding yours instantly. You groan against her lips, gripping the side of her head carelessly.

You lift your leg to wrap around her body, pulling her closer to your center in a desperate attempt to feel any friction against her. You moan as she ruts her hips into you desperately trying to feel you. Byul's breath fans your face as she pants like a dog in heat.

"Y/n...Oh Y/n..." She groans softly, her eyes screwing shut.

Before you two can get any crazier, a soft, high-pitched voice calls out from the bottom of the stairs, "Noona?! Are you still there?!"

Byul's hips freeze and you drop your head back disappointed and frustrated in more ways than one. You pull away reluctantly and step around your girlfriend, "We should get back to them...I..."

Sher takes your lips against hers sweetly, a great contrast from how you two were mere seconds ago. You smile before she pulls away with a warm smile, her eyes still clouded with lust though, "Don't worry about it baby...We'll have other days."

You nod before suddenly pulling her by the collar of her shirt. The sudden action making her almost scream but catches herself, staring you in the eyes, your lips turning up slightly, "Just wait til we get home, Byul...I'll make all your wishes come true."

"You just get hotter and hotter, Y/n..." She whispers before you release her collar, shoving her backwards a little before you straighten out your own clothes. Sending her a sultry look over your shoulder before walking back to your nephew and niece.

Byul bites her lip and smiles excitedly, skipping out the room.

i'm going to shower now AHAHAHAH THINKING OF BYUL SAYING THAT SHIT TO ME HAS ME ON MY KNEES. just imagine her saying all this with that low raspy voice of hers with her signature smug smirk. i'm melting HAHAHAH i hope you all enjoyed this one!! i love you all vv much and i will see you all vv soon 💓 byeee lovelies!! - r

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hotlink907 · 1 year

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Which idol would be best at teaching someone to be great at sex?

I like this question a lot. The first idol that came into my mind was Moonbyul. She seems like the more experienced type, like she really knows what she's doing. She knows what she wants, and she knows exactly how she likes it, but she isn't going to be domineering or mean about it.

Instead, she's going to gently teach her partner all the different things that she's learned. For Moonbyul, it's about experiencing things together. It's not just about feeling good, it's about being intimate and having fun with someone she cares about.

I think Moonbyul would surprise her partner with her sheer amount of sexual knowledge. But I also think that Moonbyul would be so gentle with her less-experienced partner.

Hmmm... I think this would be a good fic some day!

#ask #kpop fanfic #mamamoo smut #mamamoo imagines #Moonbyul smut #moonbyul imagines

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byulsgrease · 2 years

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(spy!au moonbyul x afab reader, ~1k words, from this req)

content: fingering, ruined orgasm but not intentionally so

“Why do you always get to drive?” pointedly moving your head to face the side of hers, shifting your body to dig your left shoulder into the back of your seat. Some stakeout you’re having tonight— you’ve been watching an unmoving hotel room door for hours now. Your limbs ache from the stillness but you’re prohibited from exiting the vehicle. Pretty basic principle in the whole “not blowing cover” situation.

“Because you’re a shit driver, that’s why,” Byulyi states with a laugh. “You’re the better shot, anyway.”

“Uh huh, and when was the last time we had a high speed chase?”

“Last week,” she deadpans.

“Exactly! I’m dying of boredom over here.” Your body teems with pent up energy, even though it’s well past midnight. You’d kill to stretch your legs. Almost enough to wish that your target would just flee on foot so you’d have the chance to run and chase her. But that would require a lot more lung capacity than you currently possess (or are willing to expend).

Your eyes continue to roam over your companion in the drivers seat. She sits upright with one hand on the wheel, impatiently fidgeting her thumb as she flits it over the dark pleather. You must let out quite the sigh because she lets out a humored rapid puff of air from her nose.

“What’re you looking at?” she poses cooly, maintaining her eye contact with the hotel door through the windshield.

“Anything but that damn door.” You can’t help but notice how her eyes flutter shut briefly, the subtle shake of her head as she laughs and rests her head in her hand, elbow of her left arm now propped up haphazardly against the drivers-side window.

“What to do with you…?” she trails off rhetorically. You dart your eyes back to the door for a split second before planting your hands on the middle console to lean over and kiss her on the cheek.

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The first time you recall actually giving voice to any of this was your 4th time working together. Or maybe 5th. After so many it’s quite a drag to remember them all. But you remember the assignment, simple observation of a high profile socialite at an event they hosted.

Actually, the venue stuck out in your mind more than anything else. Lots of glass, crystal, and shiny decor far beyond anything you’d been accustomed to seeing. You’d dressed your best and so did Byulyi, standing near each other having what was supposed to look like a casual conversation on the job.

“Why do you think we always get assigned to these things together?” she asked with a lilt in her voice.

“Maybe ‘cause the higher-ups can’t deal with our unresolved tension?” you posed in a manner far too casual, cut short by your target having moved a little too close for comfort. You turned on your heel and walked swiftly in the opposite direction, suit jacket flaring out behind you in a flourish. An hor d'oeuvre sounded perfect right about now.

Byulyi realized why you moved, but remained frozen in place, stunned. “Wha— our what?” she hissed in a loud whisper as she started off after you.

You continued in your detailed observation once you stopped moving, laying out a mental map of the target as she moved around the room. Hostess duties. It would’ve been mesmerizing, her brilliant gown shimmering under the light cast from the chandelier— had you not been on assignment. But it made for a pleasant scene. You’d seen much worse.

“Tension? I’m not tense. If anything you make me tense,” Byulyi stressed quickly, jabbing a finger into the pointed shoulder of your suit jacket. You caught her drift without skipping a beat, staring straight ahead.

“Mm. But I think we know by now that you work better under pressure. So maybe the bosses are just looking out for you,” trailing off as you took a bite. “Also, I can tell you’re bluffing. So quit it,” swiping sauce with your knuckle from the corner of your smirking mouth. You met her panicked gaze with smug satisfaction and the slightest shake of your head. Any chance to poke fun at her helped these assignments feel marginally less boring.

She could berate you for this later, you both had a job to do. Although she didn’t understand how you devoted your energy to detailed observation while chewing that unceremoniously on whatever you were eating. She always got too antsy on assignment to eat, but would have subsequent lapses in judgement during high-stress situations, so you had to remind her to eat on duty regardless.

Of course, that didn’t stop Byulyi’s mind from wandering a little. She wondered if she was even allowed to catch feelings for someone who’s saved her ass more than once. Wouldn’t anyone have at least a tiny crush if their life was indebted to someone else? Encapsulated in totality by sheer admiration. She mostly put that aside for work, worried about the optics of being with a superior.

She was turning it over in her head for the tenth time when you cut in.

“Mm, I make you tense?” you questioned with your mouth half-full.

Alcohol? Byulyi thought to herself. Despite the many staff walking around with flutes of champagne on platters and an open bar, there was no way— she had been with you all night. She gave a subtle nod, wanting you to continue.

“But why?” you stressed more clearly, having finished whatever tiny bite of food you had plucked off the tray of a nearby staff.

Byulyi suddenly found it wildly difficult to meet your gaze. What was she supposed to do, admit it? You pivoted on your foot with confidence to face her, bending slightly at the knees to catch her downward gaze in yours. Stepping in closer, you pinched the lapel of her blazer, trailing a hand up the flap, stopping just around her heart. No need for spoken words to joke about her heartbeat as it pounded through her shirt against your knuckles.

“Scared?” you chuckled. “You really are tense, that’s for sure. We’ll have to work on that.”

“Mm… mhm,” Byulyi hummed affirmatively, words caught in her throat. To anyone else looking on, you may as well have been a couple sharing a moment in the ornate hall.

“There’s nothing to be afraid of. It’s just me, you know?”

She may as well have stopped breathing.

You found it endearing, elbows locked at her sides as to not envelop you in her embrace. Even having closed the distance in a breathless kiss, doing this, she managed to continually be so awkwardly uptight. Your fist involuntarily tightened against the lapel of her jacket, mentally patting yourself on the back when she gasped into your lips. You deepened the kiss automatically like a reflex, delicately bringing your fingers up to her cheek, feeling the heat build under her skin. All she did was take a hand to the curve of your waist before your mind began thinking about her hands being put to use in other ways. Never mind that she was a rookie on the job, but you could mentor her in more ways than one.

Chastising yourself for getting mildly worked up, you pulled away with whatever ounce of composure you had to spare. Byulyi’s face morphed from surprise to a dopey grin, smiling with her lips before they parted to show her teeth.

“What?” you deadpanned, playful sarcasm thick in your voice as you flattened out the creases from your shirt.

In one swift motion her fingers hooked around the back of your neck to bring her face back to yours. Finally, you thought. She learned something about the element of surprise. Although not necessarily in the context you expected. You made a mental note to rub that in later, something along the lines of how you’d been rubbing off on her. Except she stopped dead just before meeting your lips again.

Heat climbed up your throat in tandem with your heartbeat, a warm thumping overtaking your senses. The couple seconds of being face-to-face elongated into at least a couple minutes, mentally snapped back when she grinned again, mere centimeters from your face.

“Are you trying to kill me?” you murmured playfully. “I have a gun, you know.”

“Two can play at that game,” Byulyi countered, breath warm on your half-parted lips, sliding the other hand just above the holster on your waist.

“Mm, just because you have one doesn’t mean you know how to use it, newbie.”

“Guess I have a lot to learn. You’ll have to teach me sometime, won’t you?” she breathed, barely audible to anyone else, but deafening to you despite the blood pounding in your ears.

You gulped and wordlessly went back to observing the target, albeit not particularly closely from how flabbergasted she left you. The twinkling glasses of champagne being offered up by the waiters seemed particularly enticing after that ordeal, but alas. Work commands sobriety. Nothing else of note happened that night, just some close observation and an extravagant venue.

~~~

Anyway, it’s a welcome surprise when she kisses you back properly over the console. Her lips eventually attach themselves to the base of your neck, a strained complaint leaving your mouth, something about keeping her eyes on the target. Your tone isn’t particularly convincing. Your eyes flit back to the door you’re both supposed to be watching as Byulyi pulls skin between her teeth, the pleasant kind of pain that you know will leave a mark. You cradle her head, tangling a hand in her hair with an involuntary fist when she nips at your neck again.

“Ahh, how the turns have tabled,” she gloats, pulling back to her head on her palm, elbow resting on the middle console between you. “Remember back in the old days where I was scared of you?”

“Oh shut up, that’s not eve— fuck,” voice going breathy when she interrupts your response with a finger pressing in on your clit. Despite her insufferable cockiness after realizing her dumb little crush ventured into the mutual affection territory, it’s not a terrible way to kill time.

Your heels dig into the soles of your shoes as they subsequently slip against the floormat of the passenger seat, trying to push your hips up to meet her fingers. You’re trying your best not to whine or whimper too much, even though you could kill to hop over the console and have her fuck you in the drivers seat. The worst you can do is to come off as needy. But once again, you both have a task at hand, and unfortunately it’s not this.

“Now you might not wanna get too loud,” she warns, her purely overconfident smile ever-present in the tone of her voice.

“Don’t you— have a job– to do?” You manage to stutter out between pleasured breaths.

“Don’t you?” she laughs as a finger slips tantalizingly slow into your heat. Touché. Your eyes flutter shut momentarily as the back of your head digs into the headrest, hips rolling up readily into her hand. The wetness spreads up to your clit, aiding her movements.

As much as it hurts your pride to admit, there’s no denying that there’s something here. You’re suddenly flooded with thoughts of soft mornings, sultry whispers, and quiet moans enrobed in plushy bedsheets. Ugh, domesticity. If you really wanted that you wouldn’t have gotten into this line of work. Although, granted, you never expected to meet anyone quite like her on the job.

You’re getting lost in her touch now as she works you up more and more. It’s the worst when you can just hear her smirking from the little laugh that accompanies it. She lets up her pace and pressure ever so slightly, making you painfully aware of the mess you’ve created under your uniform. A groan and clasping your fingers around her wrist trapped between your body and the waistband serves as desperation enough, abandoning any sense of keeping your cool.

With this non-verbal plea you’re careening towards the edge again in no time— when she immediately yanks her hand out of your pants. She interrupts your barely formed complaint about edging with an punctuated “Oh shit.” Your eyes fly open to see that the motel room door is finally opening. You hold back from being dismayed at the absolutely terrible timing. Byul sucking on her fingers to clean them right before turning the key in the ignition makes your head spin, but you’re shaken out of it upon the rumble of the engine.

You sit up properly in the passenger seat, glaring hard at the woman who just ruined your fun as she slips into an awaiting car. Byul puts the car in gear to tail close behind as the other car pulls out of the lot.

#mamamoo imagines #mamamoo smut #moonbyul smut #moon byulyi #mamamoo moonbyul #requested #moonbyul imagines #girl group smut #mamamoo scenarios #kpop smut #kpop imagines #sigh we're back to afab reader land #bc the tumblr gods did not like my gender studies-aligned terminology

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sosofiaplay · 2 months

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Rascunhos liberados

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emeraldelysian · 3 months

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Jung Wheein ✧ Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

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Pairing: Jung Wheein x Reader

Genre: Smut

Synopsis: After an awful anniversary date with your boyfriend, you come home to your roommate Wheein to rant about the entire evening. What you don't realize is that Wheein has a plan to make you forget all about your bad date.

Wordcount: 1.1K+

Warnings: Reader has F. Anatomy, Roommate AU, Oral (F. Receiving), Lesbian, Praise Kink, Cheating on an Awful Boyfriend (all my homies hate Brian)

Note: On my knees for women right now so I decided to write about it

♡︎ follow, provide feedback, or reblog if you enjoyed but please don't repost or translate!♡︎

MDNI, 18+ CONTENT

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"-And then Brian had the audacity to call me a hot piece of ass in front of his friends! Can you believe it? What a prick."

Wheein watched you pace back and forth in her bedroom as you rambled on and on about the bad date you had with your boyfriend, the TV still on at a lower volume from when she was watching. What was meant to be a nice anniversary dinner at his house had quickly turned into a bro fest with your boyfriend treating you like trash in front of his friends, because he had supposedly "forgotten that you two were going to hang out."

You and Wheein had been roommates for some time, going from dorming together at your university to getting an apartment until you both figured out your lives.

"I mean I love him- or at least, I thought I did. But then I remember that every time we've had sex, he for some reason just doesn't think I need him to do anything?? Like sometimes I want attention too. And when he does give me attention, he makes it feel like a chore. Like he'd rather be doing literally anything else. And like I know sex education is terrible in some schools but he's a grown man. How does he not know what the clit is-"

"Well, what if I eat you out?" She didn't know what urged her to blurt out the words she did, and she avoided looking into your eyes the moment she said it. She could feel your gaze on her though as you took in what she asked.

“You- You want to- really?”

Your voice sounds far away and you have to snap yourself back to reality when Wheein stands up and looks at you.

Wheein nods slowly, brown eyes wide and curious. Pleading.

“You…you always told me girls are better at it than boys are,” she murmurs, hand gently grasping at your hand, “and — and you told me your boyfriend is bad at it. So let me try? Maybe I'll be better…”

She trails off, gnawing at her bottom lip while she looks at you. Her wide eyes and pouty lips make her look so innocent you think you’re going to combust.

'This is wrong', you think to yourself. You have a boyfriend, even if you hated him. The two of you could never be together. She’d probably regret it in the morning, you-

"You can teach me, can’t you? Please?”

Fuck it.

You swallow down the lump in your throat and nod, “Y-yeah, fuck, come here, pretty girl-“

You shuffle on the bed so you can lay against the pillows with your legs spread, your date clothes suddenly suffocating.

Wheein's so eager to please; she nods obediently and immediately scampers to slot herself in between your legs. Pretty manicured hands bring your shorts and panties to the side, and then she freezes. She’s shaking, brown eyes flicking up to meet yours. She has no clue what she’s doing and your pussy is so pretty- she’s nervous.

“S-stick your tongue out, baby. Y-yeah, just like that, oh my god-“ your hand shoots up to fist in those blond strands, the girl’s tongue timid and soft against your folds.

“Go a little…a little harde- fuck, baby, yes, swipe that sweet little tongue across my clit, j-just like that—“ you whimper, gasping. You involuntarily pull her forward, at the same time bucking your hips up to meet her mouth. it’s fucking heavenly.

You don’t even have to tell her what to do next, her plush lips wrapping around the bud and sucking hard. You cry out, eyes squeezing shut.

She pulls off for a second, blowing cool air over your clit and giggling when your legs jerk. Her eyes blink up at you slowly, half-lidded and hazy, “U-use me, please? Want you to- want you to cum in my mouth. Want to- want to be a good girl.”

Wheein needs praise. You don’t know how you didn’t clock that before. It sends you into some animalistic overdrive and you nod. How could you say no to something so precious?

“Yeah, pretty girl, fuck, get in here-“ you push her back down and she lets you, humming into your cunt obediently and swirling her tongue around your clit before wrapping her lips around the bud and sucking again.

This time she flicks her tongue against you as she sucks, soft hands running up and down your thighs as she does. Your hips are bucking wildly now, grinding up into that hot little mouth and whining as you do.

“Such a good girl for me, so pretty. Gonna make me c-cum, oh my god-“ You should be embarrassed by how high-pitched your voice is, how quickly you’re going to cum. You probably would be later, but your orgasm is barreling towards you and you can’t bring yourself to care.

All it takes is those pretty eyes blinking up at you through long lashes and that knot in your tummy snaps, your back arching as tears fall down your cheeks. It feels so good you’re shaking. You realize it’s been far too long since you’ve had a real orgasm.

“S-so good, shit, my good girl, god- take it, take it-“ You hump her face through your orgasm, cunt fluttering and spasming. It’s too good. Wheein keeps sucking your cunt like the perfect girl she is.

Your legs shake, chest heaving as you come down from your high. You pet at her hair absentmindedly, eyes half lidded.

She pulls off with a wet pop, resting a soft cheek on the fat of your thigh and looking up at you with a giggle, “Was that good?”

She’s got stars in her eyes. you only nod, running your fingers through pretty strawberry locks, “S-so good. Where the hell did you learn all that? Use me? Be a good girl? Are you insane, Wheein?”

She’s embarrassed, pale cheeks flushing bright red when she replies, “I- I remember how you used to talk about the guys you’d be with and what they'd do wrong so I wanted to try out the things you've said you wanted."

You groan. She’s perfect.

“Fuck, you’re unreal. Get up here and let me return the favor or I'm gonna die.” You grin as she nods eagerly.

Your phone dings with a message from Brian, the phone screen flashing with a "Send a pic" text. You roll your eyes, hands already gripping her hips and lowering her down onto your tongue as you mentally make the decision to break up with him the next morning.

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kimbappykidding · 9 months

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Imagine having a huge crush on Dahyun and your world exploding when you get a job working with her

When your company asked you to host an event you said yes. You wanted to do more to promote your group Mamamoo as you weren’t the most social member and never volunteered for anything. You had the full support of your members and your friend BTS' Jin would also be hosting. You and Moonbyul were born the same year as Jin and became friends through a group chat. You were a little shy and personalities like Jin and Moonbyul's brought you out of your shell. So having Jin around as a fellow host would really help and you heard the two of you would be partnered up too so were actually excited about it...and then a week before you heard plans had been changed and your new partner was Twice's Dahyun. "I can't do it!" you said "I can't be her partner I'll never be able to speak or get my words out properly!" you said and Jin tried to calm you down. You were outside dress rehearsals and refused to go in the room because you were freaking out having just heard the news. "Y/n it will be fine, you can do this and Dahyun will have no clue". "How can you be so sure?" you asked and Jin patted your shoulder "how would she know?" he asked you "come on Y/n the only people who know are me, Moonbyul and your members and none of us would tell her. Just act normal and you'll be fine. Plus today is just dress rehearsal so you probably won't even be near her so much". You took a breath "yeah that's true". Jin nodded "and if it gets that bad I'll ask the manager if we can be partners instead, okay?". "You'd really do that?" you asked and Jin nodded "of course! So just give today a try and we have that if we need it, okay?". "Okay" you said feeling better "you're a good friend". "I know" Jin said smiling giving you a hug "now let's do this". The reason you were freaking out was that you had a small (huge) crush on Dahyun. You found funny girls so attractive and once you saw her Eagle dance you were hooked. She was so confident and unapologetically herself. You admired her so much and so started trying to be friends with her. You got pretty close and were on the stage of nodding and saying hi to one another whenever you passed at events...and then you realised you actually wanted to date her and got scared. Romance made you nervous and the second you realised what your feelings were you took a step back because how on earth would Dahyun want someone like you? All your members and Jin told you they disagreed and thought Dahyun would be lucky to have you but you weren't convinced and you'd been avoiding her ever since. It had been pretty successful too and you'd kept it up for a year but that streak was coming to an end.

You and Jin were the last two to enter rehearsals and the session started promptly. The manager introduced you all and then asked you to get into your pairs. You shot Jin a panicked look but he patted your arm and whispered "you got this" before going to stand with his partner Chanyeol. You looked across the room and saw Dahyun watching you. She shot you a big smile when you looked over and waved. You waved back and made your way over to her. "Hi!" she cried when she saw you "I'm so pleased we're pairs! This is going to be so much fun!". You nodded trying to mimic her energy "yeah so much fun...as long as I remember all my lines". "You will! I'll help you" Dahyun insisted "we can even meet up separately if you want to practice or anything". You nodded "yeah maybe" when the scripts were passed around. "Okay so we're going to run through once with scripts, give feedback and then a few more times without scripts. Sound good?". Everyone nodded and you flicked through the booklet. You and Dahyun had 4 appearances but only two of them were proper segments. Your first one was with Jin and Chanyeol and with Jin standing on the other side of you, you got through that pretty easily. The director said you were good which was reassuring. "You clearly know your lines and have good diction so just try and have fun with it!" he told you. You nodded but saw Jin trying not to laugh and couldn't resist a smile. Then your next scene was a little later and you and Dahyun stood waiting. "Have you ever done something like this before?" she asked and you shook your head "no, honestly I'm not the most social or confident person so I've never really been in front of a crowd that wasn't our fans". "Really?" Dahyun asked "that's so surprising you seem so chill on stage". You blushed, pleased she thought that and finally returned the question "what about you?". She shrugged "I've been performing since I was little so yeah but nothing on this scale. It's a bit nerve-wracking isn't it?". You were relieved to hear her say that and nodded "yes! I'd love to be one of those people who never get nervous in front of people. Jin's like that" you said watching him charm all the managers with his segment and couldn't help smiling. "Yeah but then it'd be too easy" Dahyun joked "plus I think it's really impressive that you are still doing this even if you're not the most social. It's really brave". You smiled "thanks! Let's see how it works out" and Dahyun smiled "don't worry, we're in this together" and you looked down so she wouldn't see you blush. Then the time came for your first segment together and you had the lines memorised, until the part where Dahyun makes a joke and leans in close to you. You lost your train of thought the second you made close eye contact with her and had to be prompted by the director to continue. You decided not to look at Dahyun for the rest of the segment but afterwards, the director asked you to do it again but with more interaction! You felt like you were going to combust on the spot and every time you looked at Dahyun it took you a few seconds to get back in the swing of it. You felt like the director made you run your section forever and when he said you could stop you rushed into the crowd quickly. Dahyun found you a few seconds later "there you are, so I thought that went quite well". "Really?" you asked and she nodded "yeah! All we've got to work on is our chemistry but I mean of course! We're not going to be super close from day one". You nodded "yeah that's true" but inside was just praying she'd not see how much your hands were shaking, Your second segment run-through was better, mainly because there was less interaction with each other and then the final closing skit was fine. The director called for a quick break and Jin found you "so you're doing amazing!" he said and you rolled your eyes "we both know I choked on that segment". "Not at all!" he said "you were just a bit stiff but that's to be expected, that's why we're having this run-through. Plus you know all your lines and have a good memory so it can only get more natural". "Here's hoping!" you said. The rest of rehearsal was pretty much the same. You were fine with your lines it was just your delivery that went out of the window whenever Dahyun looked at you. Jin drove you home afterwards and Moonbyul was waiting for you in the garden, pretending that she wasn't. She prodded a plant and then hurried over "so how did it go?". "I'll tell you, if you can tell me what that plant's called" you said and she paused "erm a succulent?". "You totally just guessed!" you said but Moonbyul just smiled "I got it right so pay up". So you and Jin sat in the garden and you sighed. "It wasn't good" you said and Jin shook his head "Y/n was a little nervous and keeps beating herself up about it" he told Moonbyul and then explained what happened. "That's not bad!" Moonbyul said when you told her about messing up with Dahyun and you shook your head "I forgot I was speaking to the Queen of lesbians and the most confident bisexual in the world" you said and Moonbyul and Jun bowed respectively, quite pleased with their titles. "But seriously Y/n it's not bad, as Jin said it's your first rehearsal! Nobody expected you to be completely charismatic and I bet so many pairs were the same". You shook your head but Jin interrupted "they were Y/n you were just so in your own head you thought you were the only awkward one". "I just hope Dahyun didn't notice or take it personally" you said and again both your friends shook their heads. "Please she's so nice and was all smiles when you left" Jin said and then he turned to Moonbyul "she even asked Y/n for her number". "Only so we can practice" you said and Moonbyul shot you a smirk making you sigh but you couldn't resist a small laugh and that made the others laugh too. The laughing alerted your members you were back and they all came to ask you how it went. After your talk with Jin and Moonbyul, your perspective changed a little and you shrugged "it was...okay I guess" which made everyone smile. A few days later Dahyun herself texted you! She asked how you were and if you wanted to meet up to practice one evening this week. Your members all encouraged you to go and so you found yourself heading over to the Twice house to meet with your crush. Dahyun opened the door with her signature big smile and your first thought was she looked amazing even when she was just dressed casually! She was wearing white jogging bottoms and a brown top but looked so pretty and you wondered how someone looked this good when they weren't trying. Dahyun ushered you in with a hug "come in! It's so good to see you" she said and you wondered if she was always this happy and positive. "You too!" you said "I've got my script and I brought some snacks" you said holding up the bag of snacks you'd spent an hour choosing in the supermarket with Hwasa who was ready to strangle you by the end of it. "That's so sweet!" Dahyun cried "you're so wonderful" and she took your hand and led you into the house where some of her members were sat. "Hey everyone this is Y/n" she called and everyone turned to look at you. You were acutely aware of Dahyun's hand on your arm and everyone's eyes on you but managed a smile "hi everyone thanks for letting me come over". "Of course" Nayeon said "Dahyun said rehearsal went really well because you were so organised". You blushed "Oh I'm not sure about that". "Hadn't you already memorised all your lines?" Momo asked and you shrugged "mostly". "See that's the idea MC partner!" Sana said and Jihyo smiled "I know what do you even need to practice? I bet Dahyun just invited you here for fun" and several of the girls laughed so you joined in. "Okay well we're going to head into the living room and practice" Dahyun said grabbing some drinks from the fridge and pulling you away. "Your members are nice" you said and Dahyun smiled as a sigh escaped her "they're embarrassing but yes nice, right so should we get to it?". You practised all afternoon and it actually got easier to look at Dahyun's beautiful face! You still got a flutter in your stomach anytime she touched your arm but you weren't as disabilitated and could smile and say your line. It was actually getting easier with each try and by the time you broke for food, you were able to joke back a little with Dahyun! You couldn't believe it and were so excited to tell everyone. You and Dahyun rehearsed a few more times before the event finally arrived! Despite pretty much having your sections down you were nervous and just wanted to get tonight over with. You didn't even register what the stylists had given you to wear and just smiled as the girls complimented you. It was only when Dahyun gushed over you that you took in the compliments. "Wow you look beautiful!" you heard Dahyun say and turned around to see who she was speaking to. "Me?" you asked and she laughed "yes of course you, the gorgeous girl in the stunning dress". That made you go bright red and you stammered for a while before thanking her and returning the compliment. "You look beautiful of course but you always do" you said and then went pink again. Dahyun smiled "aww you're so sweet to say that, how are you feeling about tonight?". "Nervous" you admitted and Dahyun nodded "yeah me too". "Really?" you asked and when Dahyun looked you, you looked down "I just meant you always seem so confident and never seem to get nervous". Dahyun shook her head "I've got a good poker face" and you suddenly felt quite protective over her. You had friends who were good at blagging their way through things and acting like they were okay and hated how they never received any help. You'd always been unable to hide your emotions and got a lot of support...so you wanted to do that for someone else. You turned to Dahyun and gently linked arms "well it's like you said, we've got each other and we can get through this together. I'm here for you". Dahyun stared at you for a few seconds and you worried you should've asked before touching her and she was upset but then she smiled. "That's so sweet Y/n thank you" she said "I'm really glad I got to work with you on this" and you nodded "me too...I mean work with you! Not me of course!". Dahyun smiled and nodded "of course, ready to go kill it?" as the managers started gesturing to you both it was time to get ready. You nodded and with more confidence than you felt cried "let's do this!". The night passed in a blur of emotions. You felt everything from intense anxiety when your queue to go out on stage was called, to humour as you watched Jin do his bit, to pride as you closed the show with Dahyun when another duo couldn't be found. You actually couldn't believe you'd gotten through it and told Dahyun that as she hugged you, "I knew you could do it" she told you and you blinked "how? You clearly know me better than I know myself". She shrugged "we're always harder on ourselves but I've seen what you're capable of Y/n and you're a beautiful badass powerful woman!". "I couldn't have done it without you!" you told her "you were amazing Dahyun and I've always admired you. What I said earlier I wasn't being nice, I think you're incredible!". You were so caught up in the adrenaline of successfully finishing a show you were bolder than usual and you noticed Dahyun blush a little but didn't berate yourself for your words. "Wow to hear someone like you say that..." Dahyun said "I'm a little overwhelmed". You patted her arm "don't worry you don't have to say anything back" and Dahyun nodded when she was suddenly attacked. A swarm of girls descended on her and you jumped before realising it was Twice. You smiled as the girls all hugged and congratulated her and when Dahyun started chatting to them you backed up and went to find your own group. They all demanded you go out to celebrate and you agreed heading to the afterparty. "I saw you with Dahyun" Wheein smiled "was there something going on there?". You blushed "I confessed a little to her" you admitted and all four girls, who had clearly been eavesdropping, screamed. You told them to calm down but they hyped you up so much that when you did see Dahyun later you were expecting something to happen...but she seemed content with her friends and stayed away from you. As time passed, the buzz faded but still Dahyun hadn't said anything to you. You'd passed her earlier on the corridor too but she hadn't seen you apparently and didn’t make eye contact with you. So you were starting to think you'd done something wrong and Jin caught your expression "no that's the Y/n is overthinking stuff expression!" he said and you sighed and explained everything to him. Jin privately agreed that sounded odd but wasn't going to tell you that. "She's probably just stunned from tonight or tired but either way we don't know and sitting here stressing isn't going to do anything so that's not what we're going to do" Jin said and before you could ask what he meant he yanked you upwards. You protested all the way to the dancefloor but couldn't say no to Jin and soon found yourself dancing with Jin and then Exo as he pulled Chanyeol over. Jin supplied you with alcohol to keep you buzzed and after a while, you felt better again. Dahyun made your night but Jin saved it. You didn't hear from Dahyun after that night and it did hurt a little. While you hadn't confessed your feelings to her you had been more upfront with her than you ever thought possible so her silence was a slight blow. You tried not to think about Dahyun but it was hard, especially working in the same industry. You saw her or heard a Twice song at pretty much every Kpop event and finally came face to face with her a month later at the sporting event Isac.

You realised Dahyun would be at the event but still paused as you saw her. You'd told yourself you were over her now she'd unofficially rejected you but then you saw her smile and knew you still had feelings for her. Still, you told yourself to just keep moving forwards and with time your feelings for her would dim. So you kept to yourself and went about your business. You were quite athletic and managed to win a few races and the Moomoos were amazing cheering for you. You were just coming back from one of your races when a conductor asked you to wait before going across the track to sit down. You promised you'd wait and turned to watch the race when you heard a small commotion. You heard laughing and turned your head to see Dahyun standing up and facing away from the track. She was moving her arms around in weird shapes and you wondered what she was doing when you realised Dahyun was commanding the onces in the stands. Any direction she moved her arms in they followed with her light stick and she was loving it. You found her so cute and couldn't help but stare. Many other idols were also watching her and her members looked a mix of embarrassed and amused. You definitely found it funny and were smiling without even realising it. Then Dahyun suddenly turned and looked at you. You looked down embarrassed you'd been caught but when you looked back up Dahyun was still looking at you. She shot you a big smile and waved you over. You froze and asked "me?" and Dahyun laughed before nodding "of course!". Dahyun quickly took your arm and pulled you beside her "Come try it, it's so fun!" she said. Luckily moomoos were right next to onces so you copied Dahyun and the Moomoos copied you. It was actually quite fun! You could do anything and they'd copy you. You did some random movements you thought would be amusing and then started to do the opposite of Dahyun so the onces and moomoos were going in different directions. Dahyun noticed and started going faster so you had to speed up too. You didn't even have time to notice how cute she was! The two of you carried on competing, getting faster and faster until suddenly a starting gun went off and you both jumped. "The race has started" Sana explained and you and Dahyun both laughed because you'd forgotten there were even races. "I guess we should behave then" Dahyun said and she pulled you towards the seats, the Twice seats! You looked over at your members wondering if you could really just sit with Twice but nobody batted an eyelid as Dahyun pulled you to sit next to her. "Thanks for Indulging me" Dahyun said and you smiled "thanks for inviting me. It was fun". Dahyun smiled back and then turned to watch the race. You were sat rather close together and you could feel her hair brush your arm anytime she turned. It made you indescribably happy for some reason and for a second you got the instinct to put your arm around her! You shook the thought from your head and moved away from her a little. You couldn't let your feelings make you do something reckless and had to be on your guard around Dahyun. Literally as you were thinking that, Dahyun suddenly turned to you with a smile. "so how have you been?" she asked "it's been way too long, it's a month this weekend since our partnership together" she said and you nodded surprised she remembered. "I've been good" you said and she smiled "I saw you winning all the races, how many medals do you have?" she asked looking at the array on your chest. "Only three" you said and Dahyun sighed "I don't even have one! I kept getting beaten". You paused "oh well you can have one of mine if you want?". Dahyun's face completely changed and she shook her head "oh no I wasn't fishing for one I promise". "No it's fine" you said getting the strong urge to make her happy like last time. Dahyun hesitated but when she saw you were serious she took the medal from you and smiled at you "you're so good to me". You blushed and struggled to speak "I just want you to be happy" and Dahyun beamed. "Well I always am around you" she said and she pulled you closer to her and linked arms. You were slightly taller and Dahyun hesitated to lean against you but you moved your head so she could lean against you and she actually leaned into you! Dahyun stayed nestled against you for 30 minutes until you all had to move. Even then you walked together and Dahyun kept looking at you with such a happy expression on her face. It made you wonder if the past month's worrying had all been for nothing and you wondered why Dahyun hadn't been in contact with you if she did like you. You didn't ask her though and when she queued up with Twice you waved to her and said goodbye. You went over to your members who had very wide smiles on their faces and completely missed that they were wearing the same expressions as Dahyun's members. After that, you didn't really see Dahyun and then the event ended. You didn't mind though. You were really happy with the interaction you had and were still glowing from Dahyun grabbing your arm. So you were slightly in a daze as you waited for your car but you heard giggling and then suddenly felt someone tug your hand "Hey Y/n, we're going to this restaurant downtown to celebrate Nayeon hosting" Dahyun said "it's really nice and we've booked the place out. Would you like to come? You can bring your members too!". You blinked at having her smiley beautiful face so close to yours but smiled back instinctively. "We'd love to!" you agreed and then looked at your members "sorry I just answered for us all". Solar smiled "no you're right, we'd love to". Dahyun nodded to them and then looked at you "that's great, I'll text you the details and we'll see you there then". "You got it!" you replied and Dahyun squeezed your arm before moving away. When you arrive Twice were already there but they rushed to greet you. The girls were so friendly and you found yourself sitting next to Dahyun with Nayeon on your other side and Sana across from you. "So Y/n Dahyun tells us you're super hard working" Sana said "have you always just had amazing work ethic?". You paused "hmm not always. At school I used to get in trouble for not trying hard enough because I can be super efficient and hard-working but only for things or people I care about". For some reason Nayeon and Sana smiled widely when they heard that response and Dahyun coughed and changed the subject. "Did you know Sana got that scar from trying to grab meat too quickly?" Dahyun said and you looked from her to Sana and then to the scar. You smiled "I've done that too" and pointed to one on your forearm "but mine was pizza" and Sana grinned "great minds think alike...or act alike" she said "you know what I mean" and you nodded with a smile. "So Y/n do you have any pets?" Nayeon asked "Dahyun loves animals!". You nodded "I do too but I don't have any pets at the moment because I don't think it'd be fair to them. But I had a golden retriever growing up and I cuddle her every time I go home. She has the cutest puppy eyes, I can never say no to someone with cute eyes and I think it's because of her". Again Nayeon and Sana smiled and a thought occurred to you. "You've got a dog right? Ari?" you asked Dahyun and she smiled "yes how did you remember that?". "Because you told it me" you said confused why Dahyun thought you wouldn't remember and Sana made a high-pitched noise before Nayeon hit her. You thought she was choking and quickly passed her some water. "Are you okay?" you asked after she'd drank some and she nodded "yes thank you!". You turned back to Dahyun who was still smiling "so how is Ari?" you asked and Dahyun smiled "he's good, I've got some photos if you want to see them?". "Yes!" you said and leaned in to look at them. Once again missing the glances from pretty much everyone at the table. After you'd all eaten everyone started milling around drinking, dancing etc and it was nice. You chatted to Jhnyo and Tzuyu whom you hadn't really spoken to before and every time Dahyuun saw you she'd shoot you a big smile. Jihyo caught her doing it and laughed as you blushed. "She's so sweet" you said "I think she knows I'm not the most social person so she keeps shooting me reassuring smiles encouraging me" you explained. "Oh is that why she can't take her eyes off you?" Jihyo asked and Tzuyu smiled. You paused at Jihyo's tone and smiled "yeah at least I think that's why she's watching me...why do I have something on my face?". "No, you look beautiful Y/n" Tzuyu said and Jihyo nodded "exactly so we can't blame Dahyun for admitting you" and you went bright pink. Dahyun quickly realised if any of her members would be bold enough to confess for her it'd be Jihyo so she quickly nipped this conversation in the bud and managed to get you alone. As she walked away Jihyo mouthed "tell her" with thumbs up and Tzuyu nodded making Dahyun feel all fluttery because that was the signal that you liked her! Dahyun led you to an area outside where none of the girls were around and sighed. "Y/n I've got something to ask you and I hope you keep an open mind" Dahyun said and you nodded "okay. Whatever it is, I'm here for you". Dahyun smiled and nodded "okay well here goes...I like you". You immediately went bright pink and looked away which Dahyun hoped was a good sign. "I like you too" you said casually, trying to deflect the situation and Dahyun was tempted to pretend it was as friends but knew her members would kill her so soldiered on. "No Y/n I mean as more than friends, I have a crush on you" she said and your jaw dropped "what? Seriously?". Dahyun nodded "yeah and I thought I was so obvious!". "No you weren't" you said "I mean I'd hoped you'd liked me but I never thought you actually did" you said and Dahyuun smiled "so you return my feelings?". You nodded and Dahyun went to step closer when you froze. "Wait are you sure? What about all of last month when you ignored me? Did I do something wrong?". "No it's not that it's just...I thought you and Jin were together". "Jin from BTS?" you asked shocked and Dahyun laughed "yeah that one". "Why?" you asked and Dahyun shrugged "I guess just because you two seemed really close. You were together a lot in rehearsals, I saw you two come together and how he hugged you outside, and then you just seemed physically close as in you weren't scared to put an arm around one another or whisper and I guess I just misread the situation" Dahyun said "but you're not dating?". "God no!" you said before pausing "sorry that seems rude, Jin's lovely just I'm very gay and he's a guy". Dahyun smiled "yeah that makes sense" and you blushed at how pretty her smile was. "It's also a really big relief to hear you say that" she admitted "I thought there might be something between us but I got scared and then when I saw you dancing with Jin at the afterparty I thought you must be together. That's why I took a step back, I didn't want to get hurt but I didn't stop thinking about you". Once again you were stunned because your situations were so similar and you told Dahyun that. "No way!" she cried "wow we were just meant to be huh?" she asked. Hot Dahyun did make you feel weak at the knees but you remembered her comment about having a great poker face and reminded yourself she was all bark no bite. "I think we are" you said gently touching her waist and pulling her close "do you think it's finally time to kiss you?". Dahyun's confident mask faltered and her eyes widened as she nodded. This time she stammered before nodding "yes, please...I mean I don't mean please but you don't have to kiss me if you don't want to" she said flustered. "No I want to" you told her and showed her. After the kiss Dahyun rested against you, her arms wrapped around you. "I know I act really confident but that all melts away around you" she admitted "I can't act cool around you". You smiled "yes you can, you've been doing it the whole time! But I appreciate what you're saying, you give me a reason to be more confident...to defend you. Not that you need protecting or anything just I want to always be there for you". Dahyun went to speak and a weird noise came out of her mouth making her eyes widen in panic but you burst out laughing. This made Dahyun laugh too and you were soon in stitches. The girls came to investigate what was going on and found you clutching each other trying to stop laughing. "Dahyun is everything good?" Jeongyeon asked and Dahyun "everythings great" and took your hand. The room exploded at that and Dahyun buried her head in your shoulder giggling at the chaos she'd caused. "You're enjoying this aren't you?" you asked and she nodded "yeah a little bit, they've been telling me to ask you out for ages". You nodded "my members have been doing the same. I feel like we should get presents for finally doing it". "You're the only present I need" Dahyun said and you both laughed at her line. "Smooth" you said "can I expect more of this suave sophisticated flirting machine?" you asked and Dahyun nodded "oh yeah, you're stuck with me now" and you smiled "I can't think of anything better".

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My first Twice imagine! This all came from my crush on Dahyun because being funny and not caring what others think is so attractive!

I also think Jin and Moonbyul would be such a funny duo and the best friends to have.

FYI - I took creative liberty with Moonbyul and Jin’s sexualities and I hope it goes without saying I’m not claiming they are those sexualities. Just there is nothing wrong with being bisexual or a lesbian and I always aim to have my work as diverse as possible. There is no evidence they’re not gay and so I decided to imagine they were. That’s it.

Hope you enjoyed it and feel free to request any other female idols you’d like to see more of!

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ryujenini · 4 months

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Hi! This is a request for fluffcember!

Could you do Wheein x Reader where Wheein forgets something at home (lunch/phone/etc) and reader brings it to work for her and the other members tease Wheein for being so shy and blushing a lot 😊

Fluffcember Day 23

Wheein x Y/N - This Ones A Keeper

Wheein had left for work about an hour before you woke up, you went downstairs to start making yourself some breakfast when you see that Wheein had left her lunch and her phone laying on the table, you smiled adoringly at how clumsy and forgetful she could be sometimes before going back to preparing your breakfast and then getting ready to make your way to the studio to make sure Wheein had her things and actually had something to eat

You got in your car and started the 25 minutes drive, stopping on the way to get Wheein's favourite dessert and also making sure to get 4 drinks for her and her band mates and then continued on your way, smiling at the thought of getting to see your favourite girl again since you already missed her

The guards let you in with no hassle since they knew who you were at this point and told you what room Mamamoo would be practicing in so you made your way there, grinning to yourself as you caught sight of Wheein through the window laughing at something hwasa said

You knocked on the door lightly as everyone turned to the door, the second Wheein saw you a blush plastered across her face and you could hear the other 3 let out a symphony of ooooooohs and Moonbyul doing kissy faces towards Wheein only making her blush deepen as she went to get the door for you

"Hey Baby, you forgot your lunch and your phone so I bought them here for you and stopped to get you and the girls coffee on the way" you said holding up the bag and the coffee's as Wheein let you into the room

Hwasa looked at the coffees and nudged Wheein in the side before saying "this ones a keeper" winking and going off to hand out the drinks, which made Wheein smile and you shyly and interlace her hand with yours and say " i plan to" as she led you to the table to sit down

"I got a little surprise for you" you said to her, pulling the slice of cake out of the bag and handing it to the blonde haired girl who's face lit up looking at the sweet treat before leaning in to kiss you on the cheek once again causing the other 3 to tease her which just made you laugh and pull her in even closer until she was sat on your lap hiding her face in your chest out of embarrassment as you traced circles on her arms slowly making her less embarrassed as she stayed in her place just lifting her head to stick her tongue out at Solar who was copying their current position sitting in Moonbyul's lap practically being cradled

You stayed and had lunch with them before going home much to Wheein's disappointment, making sure to give everyone a hug and giving Wheein a quick chaste kiss on her lips and forehead before leaving back to the apartment to watch bad reality tv and wait for Wheein to come home later that night and tell you all about everything that happened after you left, which was mostly a lot more teasing in between recording sessions and the girls secretly being happy that you and Wheein had found eachother

#fluffcember #fluffmas #mamamoo #kpop #wheein #fluff #imagine #one shot #drabble #fanfic #hwasa #solar #moonbyul #ryujenini

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alcoholfreenayeon · 6 months

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MAMAMOO

OT4

Solar

What are we?

Moonbyul

Wheein

Girlfriend Headcanon

Hwasa

#masterlist #mamamoo #mamamoo x reader #mamamoo solar #solar #mamamoo moonbyul #moonbyul #mamamoo wheein #wheein #mamamoo hwasa #hwasa #kpop gg #kpop scenarios #kpop headcanons #kpop imagines #reader x idol

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multiphandomunnies · 1 month

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mamamoo

reactions

how mamamoo would wake you up

first time with mamamoo (*M*)

gf has a stutter

(*T*) gf is autistic

gf has ocd

(*T*) gf has an autistic meltdown

gf kisses them first

s.o shy and nervous about first kiss

being in a long distance relationship

gf is getting sick

s.o is drunk

gf is a terrible cook

gf is a poet

how mamamoo acts while drunk

they’re your best friends but act flirty towards you

imagines

solar

i need you

moonbyul

girlfriend

grab a book

bad girl (*M*)

you work too hard

new

i love you madly,deeply, truly

you’re the cutest

wheein

gf! wheein

hwasa

#mamamoo #kpop #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #kpop fluff #kpop angst #kpop reacts #kpop reactions #mamamoo imagines #mamamoo scenarios #mamamoo reacts #mamamoo reactions #moonbyul #solar #wheein #hwasa

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purecantarella · 2 years

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My Princess

so just a lil fic for pride month because i didnt wanna not post anything bc genuinely, its always a win when we're able to express our love openly. it's just sad that its still frowned upon by a lotta people. anyway, i hope you all enjoy!! pirate captain!moon byuli x royaly!reader disclaimer/s : not much, some blood

Your kingdom housed three types of people. You and your father, the monarchs, overseeing everything in terms of economics, civility within the premises of the land, and the needs of the people. Highest tiered people. The citizens, cogs in the inner-makings of the kingdom. Without them your father would have no one to care for or rule over.

Then there was them...the pirates.

While more often than not, they only cause mild damages to public property and are rarely around anyway, it didn't matter to you. You loathed them. You often listened to the plights of the townspeople in hopes of bettering the flourishing country your father reigned over and some pirates were on the top of their concerns.

You'd heard tales of the captain being a smooth talker and a sight to behold but you'd never had the opportunity to meet them yourself.

Until your father invited them to the palace.

"I don't understand, father. They are nothing but trouble." You reasoned while his attendants dressed him for the captain and their crew. Your father smiled warmly, dismissing those around him before he walked up to you. "It is my job to keep the peace. Coming to an amicable agreement is the only way to make sure nothing dire will occur."

He places a hand delicately on your head, stroking your hair lovingly, "You'll understand when you're queen, Y/n." You nod solemnly, before fixing the coat draped over your father's shoulders. "For now though, best foot forward...For my sake."

Now, you fully intended to be on your best behavior. But your skin crawled when one of the servants informed you and your father that the pirates have arrived at the palace step.

You and the King sat patiently in the banquet hall awaiting the arrival of your guests. It had been a while of you waiting when you leaned over to your father, boldly joking, "They've navigated oceans, you'd expect they can navigate a palace." Your father's stoic expression faltered, a small smile growing.

"Clever girl, my princess..." A silky smooth voice of a woman echoed through the grandiose room. You smoothened your posture, returning to your gaze firmly to the front of the room. In struts a pale raven-haired woman in a white, tattered shirt and a blue overcoat, hat covering her facial features. Her brown thigh-high leather boots heavily pounding on the tiled floor.

Your father arose, "It is a pleasure to meet you in the flesh captain Byul." The captain removed her hat, exposing her scared face. She offered the older man a wide smile before bowing. "Your Majesty."

'The captain is a woman' You thought quietly to yourself, your eyes lingering over the seemingly strong and rugged pirate captain. You couldn't help but observe her features, she was definitely attractive, the stories got that right at the very least.

It surprised you that she seemed incredibly sculpted compared to what you thought the pirate captain would look like. A soft clearing of the throat pulled your attention back to the woman before you. A flush coated your cheeks before your posture tensed.

A cocky smirk grew on the woman's lips. "It's an honor to be in your presence, your Majesty." The meeting is soon under way, with some crew members scowling each time your father spoke, only furthering your anger towards these pirates.

Of course, Captain Byul keeps them in line but sniggers quietly when your father begins a new talking point for peace on the land. You can't keep your eyes off her. You can't figure out if it is your distrust in the pirate or the way her dark locks sway as she moves, the way her lips look so lush, or mayhaps its the way her dark gaze falls upon you leaving your knees weak.

You shook your head, removing such sapphic thoughts from your mind. She was a woman...and a pirate at that. You couldn't let your guard down.

Later in the meeting, your father invited Captain Byul and her quartermaster, Wheein, to a ball he organized for the people to celebrate the harvest to which she happily agreed to. Before you knew it, the meeting was over and the Captain arose to bow to your father and yourself.

"Until we meet again, my lady." Byul husked making you gasp quietly, she smirked and walked away with a self-satisfied grin, her crew seemingly not as happy as she was.

Night fell quickly and the ball was soon in full swing, drinks being passed around and hearty chatter being thrown around. Usually, you'd be with the citizens, enjoying their company but you chose to sit beside your father that night.

You scowled from your place beside your father, swirling the drink you were served as you watching your father's...guest...strut about the ballroom, earning glances from other members of the court. Your blood boiled as a particular pirate captain stared and smirked at you from across the room before she continued to flirt with a flower shop keeper who giggled and pushed her shoulder playfully.

Noticing your furrowed brows, your father took your hand in his gently. You turned to face him with an affectionate yet tired smile which he returned. "Lighten up, my child. It's a party after all. Drink, eat, dance!" He said jovially, motioning for the maestro to raise the volume of the instruments. You laughed delicately before shaking your head.

Before you could get a response in, her irritatingly smooth voice caught both you and the king's attention. "Your Majesty." Captain Byul bowed dramatically, pulling her hat off her head. The scowl on your face returned as you stared at her, only making her smirk widen.

"Captain! I trust you are enjoying the pleasantries of the evening." The pirate captain nodded, looking around the well-decorated ballroom. "It has been a lovely evening, your Majesty but it does not hold a candle to the taverns." Your father chuckled softly before Byul added, "I hope to see you there one of these days."

You mustered a dry, sarcastic laugh, earning a stern look from your father. You adjusted your posture before the captain moved to turn to you, bowing to honor you. "Princess..." She offered her hand to you, awaiting your hand. You sent a harsh glare her way before your father finally intervened, "Y/n." He muttered sternly.

Reluctantly, you gave her your hand, never breaking eye contact with her. A warm feeling rushing through you as her lips made contact with the back of your hand, intense gaze falling into yours once again. It was the same gaze as the first time you'd met her earlier in the day.

You regained your composure and snatched your hand away quickly, making the captain chuckle softly, straitening her back. "I wanted to inform you personally your Majesties that the crew and I agree to your offer. On my honor, no one shall harm this kingdom and its citizens." Byul announced, the smile on her face never wavering. You sucked your teeth classlessly before retorting, "If you had any honor, captain."

Your father looked at you with a deep frown while the pirate could only laugh heartily. "You have the sharpest tongue on any lass I've come to know, my lady."

"She gets it from her mother, I apologize, Captain." Your father says offering Byul an apologetic smile. She raises her hand while shaking her head. "It is no trouble, sir. I've met many a lass who've hurt me more. But might I ask a favor in return, your Majesty?" He grins, amused, motioning for the young woman to continue.

"Might I ask your clever daughter for a dance?" Your head twisted at an astronomical level to look at the Captain who wore a wicked smile on her face before your father laughed, throwing his head back. "As you wish, Captain Byul. So long as you bring her back in one piece."

"I'd never hurt her, your Majesty."

"It's not her I'm worried about, Captain."

Byul laughs and puts her hand out for you to take. You look to your father appalled to which he nods to the pirate. You grumble curses to yourself before heavily giving your hand to Byul.

The maestro begins instructing a waltz, and the young woman bowed, honoring you yet her eyes never left yours again. The intensity of her stare alone made you blush, and that blatant fact made her very, very happy.

She takes your waist in your arms, guiding you around the ballroom. Elegantly twirling you around as you wore an indecipherable expression. Finally breaking the silence, Byul whispered, "You know you don't have to worry about my presence, Y—"

You threw daggers her way, "Princess Y/n to you, Captain."

She smiled charmingly again before tilting her head, silently conceding the argument. "My princess." She teasingly retorted making you roll your eyes. "You don't have to worry about us anymore. I assure you myself that I will not let any harm come to you and your people."

Your brows soften a little before you breath out a sigh. "If you do anything to hurt my people or my father, I will sink your boat myself." Abruptly, she dips you and her face is mere centimetres away from yours, making your breath hitch.

She lifts you up, her gaze flicking from your eyes to your lips, the grin on her face melted away, in its place was a stern expression, making your heart leap out of your chest. "I promise, my princess."

You clear your throat and flash her a nervous smile, "Good. Thank you, Captain." She nods while chuckling. "It's no trouble, my lady."

It was a surprise to nobody but you when Captain Byul began sending you missives and escorting you around town when she could. It was very obvious that there was incredibly strong connection began to form from the night of the ball.

While some elders and court members scoffed and said it was a sign of a curse entering the town when the pirates did, your father didn't really care all too much. Which silenced the voices of the disapproving townsfolk.

One day, you walked around the town, listening to the gripes of the townspeople to report to your father. A young baker in particular who say that other pirates have become more rowdy around the shops in spite of their captain's warnings. As you listened to the young man's story, you saw a familiar pirate walk out of the tavern. Your eyes perked up until you saw how distraught she seemed. You tilt your head to the side, excusing yourself from the young man you were speaking with.

You follow the pirate captain until you are near the entrance of the palace, right at the last house in the town. There you see Byul nibbling on the pad of her finger, looking out to the ocean. You shoved her shoulder gently making her turn and look at you, eyes sharp and prepared to fight.

"Calm yourself, Captain." Upon hearing your voice and seeing your face, her expression morphed into a more playful one. "My Princess." She took your hand and lay a quick kiss on the back of it. You smiled before attempting to pull your hand back to no avail as her touch lingered longer than usual. Your pulse hammered when she did before she chuckled to herself and released you. "To what do I owe the pleasure, my lady?"

"I was doing my rounds and well..." You trailed of before the captain cocked her head curiously. "...You seem troubled, captain. What seems to be the matter?" You ask cautiously to not offend or throw the young woman off.

She looks around cautiously and motioned you closer. "You see my princess..." You couldn't help the smile on your face when you heard the pet name. It started off as irritating but it has steadily grown on you. Byul notices your little smile and swoons briefly before continuing. "I've heard wind of some of my crew being unhappy with the union we've agreed on with your father..."

You both stare at each other for a moment before she finishes, "A mutiny may come to pass. And I fear for your safety." Again, she raises her head to look at you. Eyes smoldering and expression worrisome.

"Why me?" You ask confused, sure you were the only one in the line of succession but your father could always assign someone new. Byul's eyes downcast. "They know how important you are to your father, to the town..." She trails off before she reaches for your hand discreetly, "...to me."

You bit your lip before tightening your grip around the pirate's hand. "I'll be fine captain, no one will get past the guarded keep of the palace. I can assure you that much."

Rather carelessly, and in your own panic, you lean up and place your lips delicately over Byul's porcelain skin before placing a hand on her chest. The pirate's lips upturn into a wide and uncontrollable smile making you giggle before turning a heel and returning to the palace.

As you walk away, in spite of Byul's shock and butterflies, she notices one of her crew members hanging around nearby. She bites her tongue, waiting for you to be safely behind the castle gate, her hand never leaving her sword's hilt. Finally, the gates open then close upon your entering. The captain's eyes flick to where her crew member once stood to see he'd disappeared.

"That can't be good..." She mutters to herself before rushing to her ship to rally her quartermaster to see ensure you and the King's safety.

You decided to take a stroll in the gardens, think about the state of the kingdom and your increasingly unavoidable feelings for the Captain. She was kind, gentle, intelligent, and so much fun to be around. It may have crossed your mind what it would feel like to have her lips on yours but you didn't want to disappoint your father by not providing an heir, leaving the kingdom at risk of colonisation.

You simply wanted what was best for the people. In your deep thought, you didn't hear the sound of a body colliding with the ground. You look up to the sky, the very tip of Byul's pirate ship waving in the distance. Which you found odd, they weren't meant to sail until next week.

"Y/n!" Captain Byul's voice made your head turn instantly, only to see a silver blade coming your way. The pirate captain drew her own blade, narrowly saving you from getting cut. Her crew member sneered at Byul before she shoved the man onto the ground. He drops his sword and grits his teeth before the woman steps on his chest. She bore her sword in his face with a stoic expression. "Give me one reason not to kill you." Her voice was chilling.

The man is gobsmacked and sputters out incoherently. She sneers before sheathing her sword again, lifting her foot to release him. "Get out of my sight." He pushes himself off the ground before Byul turns around to make sure you were okay.

She holds your face delicately, hair a little disheveled likely from the run there. Her quartermaster following right behind. "The traitors have been rounded up Captain."

Byul nodded, not letting her eye stray from you. "Round them on the ship, we put them to trial in the morning." She said quickly before Wheein nodded and left you two alone, not before quipping, "And I am unharmed as well by the way, Byuli. Thanks for asking."

It wasn't long until you two were alone. "I didn't think they'd attack today. My humblest apologize, my princess." There it was again, and it made the butterflies in your stomach flutter uncontrollably before you lay your forehead on hers, nuzzling your nose against Byul's. "It wasn't your fault, Byul."

"That's the first time you've ever said my name, Princess..." She noted, the brightness on her face growing tenfold.

The moment would have lasted forever until she heard it. The familiar cocking of a gun. Byul's eyes shot open and immediately she turned to see the man she'd just faced off with. "Traitorous, princess loving bitch!"

She moved quickly, the bullet grazing her shoulder, making her grunt in pain before she drew her sword and bolted forward. "Graaah!"

Byul grunted before the metal clanged together, in her haste though she was unable to create enough momentum to overpower him, giving him the upper hand. He stood over Byul, swinging his sword to meet her leg making her howl in pain.

She drops her blade before the now-ex crewmate kicks it foolishly in your direction. The shock you felt immediately wears off as you pick up the sword and look at the distracted man. Flinching as his fist collided with the young woman's cheek harshly. "I always knew you'd be too weak to be captain. Too naive. Too fucking lustful."

You carelessly thrust the blade forward, breaking the skin of the man's arm. He falls to the side, wailing and cursing at you. "You sapphic, evil, bitch! You will not get away with this!"

"Just did." You retort before pulling Byul onto your shoulder and drag her into the gardener's shed for safety. You prop her up against the wall before barricading the both of you to ensure both your safety. You pant and attempt to center yourself before you remember that Byul is injured.

You hastily look around for a clean rag which to your luck there was one. She grunts as you press the bleeding wound with a cloth hastily and rather indelicately. "Maybe be a little gentler with that, I just got slashed open." Byul jokingly reminded but her jovial tone of voice shifted as she saw you stifling your sobs while tending to her wound.

"Hey, hey, hey, what're these tears, lovely?" You shook your head, wiping your tears back with the sleeve of your dress. She adjusts herself, groaning softly to which a panicked expression grows on your face. Her hand gently falls onto your cheek, stroking away the tears falling when the realization hits her. Byul's expression softens as you finally allow the tears to flow freely. "You're alright...no one's going to hurt you, princess..."

You shook your head, pulling her hat off her head before brushing Byul's hair back tenderly as you wiped some of the blood off of her forehead. You released a breathe you'd been holding. "Never put yourself at risk like that for me..."

The captain smiled and took your hand in hers, pressing her chapped lips to each knuckle, delicately stroking the back of your hand. "I would put my life on the line for you in every instance I could, my princess." You released a laugh gently while tears fell.

Your mind begged you not to do it, you were the princess, the heir to the throne. But you could no longer hold back with Byul's lips so close to yours, looking so irresistible. The distance finally dawning on the pirate captain, her pale cheeks flushed but she tried to maintain her composure.

"What's going on in that pretty little mind...?" You rolled your eyes before taking her cheeks in your hands gently as to not hurt her and pressing your lips onto hers. The taste of rum lingering on her tongue, making you smile into the kiss. You pull away to see Byul with her eyes closed, panic starts to fill you.

"Shit did I kill her?" Her eyes shot open and let out a soft gasp before bursting into fits of laughter. "I got the princess to cuss! Yeeee-agh!" You pressed the cloth over her wound down a little harder.

"You, Captain Byul, are the worst." With a dopey yet smug grin, she leans forward catching your lips between hers, it was quick but it still made your heart race unconventionally fast.

The smile grew toothier when she whispered, "And you are mine, now Princess Y/n."

i'm a little obsessed with pirates lately yall HAHAHAH im sorry but yall are gonna be on this journey with me because i want a pirate lover a lil HAHAH anyway, i hope you all enjoyed!! i hope that me thinking of moonbyul as a pirate captain was fun for you all too my lovelies HAHAH i might do a part 2 of this but we'll see, i have a shit ton pending on my list HAHAHA anyway, happy pride month everyone! i hope you all are keeping safe and i'll see you all vv soon 💖 i love you all vv much - r

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request: Moonbyul x Goeun soft first time smut

pairings: Moonbyul x Goeun

genre: soft and fluffy smut

warnings: very gay, friends to lovers, oral, stripping

a/n: this was way fluffier than I intended. And way longer. But it’s just so lovely! I hope you enjoy.

The two of them had done this dance so many times. It was the textbook definition of will they-won’t they, and every time, it seemed like the answer was that they wouldn’t.

But Goeun wanted to. She wanted to so bad that she could taste it. She felt it every time she looked at Moonbyul. Every time the older woman smiled or laughed, it tore into Goeun in a way that she had never gotten used to.

And tonight was no different.

Friends. That’s what they always said they were. Just friends. But in her head, Goeun wished that there was some way for them to be more.

They were each on opposite ends of the couch, curled up with a drink in hand. They both did this sometimes, just to have a relaxing night in. A comfort movie, soft blanket, and quiet conversation. It never failed to relax her.

Moonbyul was laughing about something ridiculous that had just happened on the television. Goeun was smiling to herself, but part of her was wondering if Moonbyul was thinking the same thing that Goeun was. If she wanted it just as badly.

Byul must have noticed that Goeun was being quieter than usual, because as her laughter died out, she looked at Goeun with a little concern. “Is everything okay? You look... so serious,” Byul said gently.

Goeun forced her smile to grow a little wider. “I’m okay.” She should say something. All she needed to do was reach across the couch. It would be so easy...

But she didn’t want to risk their friendship. What if Byul didn’t feel the same way? It wouldn’t be fair.

Byul sat up and moved a little closer to Goeun’s side of the couch. She looked perfect, the same way she always did. Goeun never cared what Byul was wearing. Pajamas, shorts, a too-large hoodie, dress pants--it didn’t matter. She always looked incredible.

Goeun’s eyes lingered on Byul’s lips, just for a second. What would it be like to kiss them? She wanted to know so badly.

“Are you sure?” Byul asked.

“I...” Goeun’s voice trailed off. Had Byul gotten even closer? It didn’t feel like there was much space separating the two of them at all anymore.

No. She couldn’t do this. She couldn’t put Byul in that position.

“I’m glad you’re my friend,” Goeun said softly. The words were true, but they made her miserable. Because no one made her laugh like Byul. No one made her smile like Byul. No one filled her belly with fire in the same way that Byul did.

Byul didn’t say anything, she just continued to stare at Goeun with heavily-lidded eyes.

“That... that’s all,” said Goeun, feeling awkward and out of place.

“I don’t think that’s true,” said Byul. But she wasn’t accusatory. She didn’t sound angry. She was... just stating a fact.

Goeun sat there in silence, a thousand sentences coming to her mind. She didn’t say any of them. She kept almost starting to say something and then holding back, just because the words didn’t sound right to her.

Byul was right in front of her. Their faces were only inches apart. When had that happened? Goeun hadn’t even noticed. “Byul, I...”

“It’s okay,” said Byul, and her voice was low and throaty. “I know.”

Goeun had never been with a woman before. Not like this. All of her relationships had been with men. It wasn’t that she was hiding anything. There had just... never been a good time. Or any one of a million other excuses that she had come up with. “I’m sorry,” Goeun said, going to pull away. This wasn’t right. She couldn’t do this to her friend.

“No,” said Byul, reaching out with a gentle hand for Goeun’s face. “Don’t be.”

Goeun stopped, frozen, her head resting on Byul’s hand. “What... what are you saying?”

“I’m saying I want this to,” said Byul. “And that I’ve wanted it for a long time.”

Goeun felt something unlock inside her chest. She was still scared--scared of what this meant for their friendship. Scared of how difficult she knew it was going to be to navigate. But at the same time, it was a moment that she had been dreaming of for so long. For what felt like her entire life.

And then Goeun leaned in, closing the small gap that remained, and gently kissed Byul’s lips.

It was a soft kiss, one that contained all the longing that Goeun had been holding within herself. The kiss surprised her, even though Goeun had been the one to initiate it. To be here, in this moment... it was surreal.

They separated and Goeun looked into Byul’s eyes. And she saw compassion. She saw tenderness. She saw the eyes of someone who cared about her. Truly cared.

“I’ve... I’ve never done this before,” said Goeun shyly, feeling inexplicably inadequate and embarrassed.

“That was a pretty good kiss for someone who hasn’t done it before,” Byul said with that little smile of her.

Goeun blushed just a little. “No, not that. I mean... with a woman.”

Byul’s expression softened. “Oh, Goeun.” Two words, but there was so much in them. They carried the weight of a woman who knew how hard it could be to not fit society’s idea of “normal.” They carried the strength of a person who had chosen to live their life in their own way. “Come here.”

It was all that Goeun needed to hear. This time, when she leaned forward to kiss Byul, it wasn’t in the same gentle way as before. This time, it was needy. It was hungry. It was a kiss that contained all the time Goeun had spent thinking about this moment.

Byul responded in turn, wrapping her fingers around the back of Goeun’s head, pulling her down onto the Byul. The two of them were entwined, their hearts beating as one, the rest of the world nonexistent.

To Goeun, the only thing that mattered was the woman underneath her. She was shaking, her hands fumbling as she attempted to undo the buttons on Byul’s shirt. She managed three of them before Byul stopped her, softly placing her hand on top of Goeun’s.

“Let me,” Byul said, without a hint of judgment. Goeun knew. Byul understood.

Slowly, deliberately, and sensuously, Byul removed her shirt, sliding out of it and discarding it to the floor, revealing her simple, yet elegant bra. “But maybe you can get this for me,” Byul said, a hint of her playfulness returning to her voice.

The next few minutes passed quickly. Goeun stood and undid the clasp of Byul’s bra, letting it fall to the ground. Then, Goeun slowly moved to her knees, so that she was eye level with Byul’s waist. Byul looked at her with surprise, but Goeun didn’t care. She wanted this. So much.

Goeun started to kiss the skin near Byul’s waist, gently caressing the older woman’s midriff with her lips. Byul let out a soft sigh of satisfaction, and then Goeun began to remove Byul’s pants, until Byul was standing there in nothing other than a pair of small underwear, a pair that showed off her frame in a way that Goeun had only ever dreamed about.

“Byul... you’re...” It was like Goeun was seeing her for the first time. Even in her imagination, Byul hadn’t been this beautiful. She looked otherworldly. And yet, she still looked like the same Moonbyul that Goeun had fell for so long ago.

“Lay down on the couch,” said Byul in a kind voice. “Let me take care of you.”

Goeun wanted to argue. She wanted to kiss every inch of Byul’s body. But there was something in the way that she spoke that stole Goeun’s thoughts away, and left her with no choice but to comply.

So she did, settling back down onto the couch, laying down and going limp so that Byul could carefully remove every article of clothing from her.

First, her shirt. Her socks. Her pants. Then her bra. And finally, carefully and almost reverently, Byul slid Goeun’s panties off, leaving her naked on the couch, already wet, already so desperate for Byul’s touch.

“Kiss me,” Goeun gasped. “I need you.”

Byul didn’t speak. She just leaned in, her lips touching Goeun’s. It wasn’t just lust. It was... more.

And then Byul began to move, her lips on Goeun’s neck. Her collarbone. Her breasts. Her stomach.

Goeun moaned, chills running through her. She could feel Byul’s experience. But she could feel her tenderness. She could feel how much the other woman cared about.

Byul was kissing her thighs now, and Goeun felt like she was going to burst. There was an inferno inside her, one burning up all of her inhibitions. Every doubt that she had. Her self-consciousness was gone, replaced by her desperate need for Byul.

Byul paused, surprising Goeun, who opened her eyes and looked down. “What is it?” Goeun asked, suddenly afraid that she had done something wrong.

“Is this what you want?” Byul asked. “Are you sure?”

Goeun’s heart ached. Even now, even in the moment, surrounded by all this passion, Byul still thought to ask. “Yes,” Goeun said, now more sure than ever before. “Yes, Byul, please. I want you. I need you.”

Byul smiled, and her head dipped back down to Goeun’s thighs. But this time, she didn’t just kiss her. Her tongue began to explore Goeun--her folds, her clit, pushing inside her and making her feel things that no one else had ever been able to make her feel.

Goeun’s back arched and she reached down to grip Byul, feeling her skin. It was so good. She was so good.

“Yes, Oh god, Byul, just like that. Please, don’t stop, yes--!”

Eventually, words failed her as Byul continued to work her tongue, sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through Goeun’s body. Goeun completely lost track of time. Had it been a minute? Two? Ten? All she knew was that she was about to burst, that she was about to cum harder than she ever had in her life--

When the orgasm hit her, she cried out Byul’s name and dug her nails into Byul’s skin. Goeun struggled to open her eyes through the orgasm, and when she did, she saw that Byul was looking up at her from between her legs, a loving smile in her eyes. The orgasm rolled through her, again and again, causing Goeun’s muscles to tense, and finally, to give out completely.

Goeun wanted to say something, but she could hardly catch her breath, let alone speak. It didn’t matter. She didn’t need to. Byul climbed up to where Goeun was laying and took the space next to her, cradling Goeun in her arms.

“Shhh,” Byul said. “It’s okay. I’m here.”

At first, Goeun didn’t know what Byul was talking about. And then Goeun realized that she was crying. “I--I’m not upset,” she choked out past the tears. “It’s just... it’s so much and I don’t know--”

“It’s okay,” Byul said again, holding Goeun close. “I’m right here. And I’m not going anywhere. Let it out. I’ve got you.”

The tears ran dry soon enough. And Goeun could feel Byul’s warmth against her. Her heartbeat. Her breath. And Goeun smiled.

She had dreamed of this. Of this exact moment. To be in her arms. To feel just like this.

But in her imagination, in her dreams--it had never even been a fraction of the truth. Of how wonderful it could actually be.

“Stay with me,” Goeun said eventually. “Please.”

Byul’s answer was everything she could have wanted to hear. “I’m not going anywhere. Not as long as you want me.”

Goeun closed her eyes and breathed in Byul’s sent. So this was what it was like.

She hoped it never went away.

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wanjeon-nae-style · 1 year

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legendary me thinks

#mp #mamamoo #hwasa #wheein #moonbyul #solar #imagine your ult performing each other's solo songs and then doing them together #ㅠㅠ

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panda-writes-kpop · 1 year

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Lawyer! Superhero! Moonbyul x Reader - Days and Nights Like These

A/N: Hi guys, girls, and non-binary pearls! This fic was inspired by a Jihyo fic from the amazing, talented, and wonderful @sanccharine along with my slight obsession with the Daredevil show on Disney+. Hope you all are well, and I wish you the best for a new week! ❤️

TW: Mentions of blood and injuries, and Moonbyul is super cheesy in this

Summary: Your wife, alongside being the best public defender in the city during the day, spends her nights taking care of the city in the ways that the law cannot. You're aware of her double life, and you only want to remind her to take care of herself when she's so worried about caring for other people.

♡ Masterlist ♡

Despite the tray of coffee and bag of baked treats occupying your hands, you manage to open the office door with little difficulty.

You're welcomed to the sight of a familiar office space in the city, and it's just as you had seen it yesterday, and the day before that. Maybe a few more papers were scattered around, but who were you to blame Sun and Moon Law Firm for being so popular with the locals?

You didn't even realize that Wheein was staring at you until you tore your gaze away from the office.

"Are you looking for Moonbyul?" Wheein asks while typing away at her computer.

She needs to take a break for once in her life. Wheein works her ass off, and she barely gets a thanks in return.

"I am, but I actually have something for you and Solar too."

You set the tray down on a clear corner of Wheein's chaotically organized desk. You fish out a small cinnamon roll for her, and you hand her one of the cups of coffee.

"Sorry if I didn't get you the right-"

Wheein shakes her head before taking the cinnamon roll and coffee from you.

"Please don't apologize. I appreciate the gesture, and I'm sure Solar will too, Y/N." Wheein reassures you before the door on your left opens.

Solar sticks her head out of the door, and she offers you a bright smile. You chuckle as she eyes the coffee and food on the desk.

"Is that for me?!?" She excitedly asks.

You nod before grabbing a blueberry muffin from the bag. Solar nearly jumps out of her office before standing in front of you.

"Did I ever tell you how much I love you, Y/N?" Solar says before snatching the muffin from your grasp.

She squeals in delight after the first bite, and you make sure to hand her a coffee as well.

"You tell me… at least twice a day at this point, Solar."

You smile before Solar plants a friendly kiss on your cheek.

"You're the best! Why, if Moonbyul didn't already marry you, I'd do so in a heartbeat!"

Wheein laughs as you hear the main door behind you close.

"What was that, Solar?"

Solar turns red as you turn to face the woman who just spoke.

"I can't believe you're late to your job." You tease as Moonbyul closes the distance between the two of you. "You really can't show up on time, even if you own the place."

"I'm sorry, sweetheart… maybe you could let me apologize with a kiss?" She flirts with you as you place a gentle, loving hand on her shoulder.

"You're just as charming as the day I met you." You wave off her advances before giving Moonbyul the kiss that she desires.

"You're worth every word, baby." She winks before placing a hand on your waist.

You laugh in an attempt to hide your embarrassment, and she smiles proudly before kissing your forehead.

"Listen, I hate to break this up… but we've got some cases to work on." Solar interrupts the two of you.

Moonbyul lets go of your waist, and you step away from her so she can grab the remaining coffee and baked goods.

"Do you have any updates for us, Wheein?" Moonbyul asks as Solar heads into her office.

"Actually, I do. You know that Mrs. Martinez heard back from her landlord, and they said…." Wheein and Moonbyul's voices fade away as they walk into Solar's part of the office.

Solar gives you a thumbs up and a warm smile.

"I'll make sure she gets home on time."

"You better." You jokingly say as Solar closes the office door.

You happily sigh before throwing away the trash and heading out the door.

The early morning hours tick by slowly as you await your wife's arrival to your small apartment. Well, technically speaking, it's her apartment, but you both pay rent and do chores. You had to fight tooth and nail to do so, however, since Moonbyul is very stuck in her ways. She barely lets you pay for dinner, so it took hours upon hours of convincing to get Moonbyul to let you pay your half of the rent.

You check the clock, and it's only been one minute since you've checked last.

It really gets boring at 3:31 in the morning, especially when your wife is out doing god-knows-what.

Although many would call Moonbyul a hero in the courtroom, that wasn't the only place that she helped to save lives. She preferred the term 'vigilante', but it was all the same to you.

When Moonbyul wasn't busy helping commonfolk navigate the court system, she'd be nonchalantly fighting crime late at night. You had accidentally found out yourself one night when she came home bloody and bruised when you were staying over at her place.

You had nearly called for emergency help, but Moonbyul persuaded you not to, which was when the truth came out. Initially, you were upset, but then you felt bad that she felt like she had to hide a part of herself from you. You had been so open and honest with her, yet she felt so guarded around you most of the time.

It took you much longer to realize why Moonbyul would, in the past, suddenly cancel late-night dates or flake out of certain social events. Once that realization hit you, you had decided to make your schedule work around hers. Late-night dates turned to morning coffee dates, and large social events became an intimate gathering among a few friends. Her comfort was above all for you, and you wanted to make this relationship work because you love Moonbyul with every atom in your body.

You roll over and check the clock once more.

It's 3:32… I better get the medical kit ready since I have nothing better to do, and I'm not going to bed anytime soon.

In the dark apartment, you manage to stumble into the bathroom. You turn on the light, and it flickers for a few moments as you readjust your eyes to the light.

You grab the medical kit from one of the drawers by the sink, and you set out one bandage of every size, some burn cream, an ointment for cuts, and a medium-sized roll of gauze.

That's when you hear the door open, and you grab the gauze roll before stepping out of the bathroom.

Without hesitation, you throw the gauze in the general direction of the person who just entered your house.

Moonbyul catches the item without looking in your direction, and she softly laughs while shaking her head.

"Our apartment is locked, sweetheart. Who else is going to get in here besides me?"

She tosses her mask to the side before turning on a light.

"I don't know, but I'd like to be prepared for an emergency." You huff before crossing your arms.

The skin-tight suit and messy hair is a different look to Moonbyul than the suit-wearing, tidy lawyer that you saw in the morning.

"It's nice to know that you're thinking about protecting yourself, but please throw something that could actually hurt someone if that should ever happen."

You try not to laugh as you eye her for injuries.

"Busy night?"

"No, it was quiet. Too quiet, if you're asking me." Moonbyul says before carelessly laying on the couch.

"I'm glad you're not hurt, though." You turn off the bathroom light, and you close the door before approaching your wife.

"Me too." She sighs, and you lay next to her without saying a word. "You can come closer, Y/N. I don't bite too hard~"

"Ah, why do you say things like that!" You exclaim before lightly smacking her shoulder.

"I do it because I love you." She earnestly says while catching your hand with hers.

"I know you do, babe." You comfort her by pulling yourself towards her. "I love you too."

"I wish we could spend the rest of our lives like this." She mumbles before pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

"I know, but you've got a city to save and defend." You softly encourage her before the both of you yawn in unison.

"And you've got lots of things on your plate as well."

"That's why nights like these are amazing." You say before allowing your eyes to close. "I'd do everything over again if it met that I'd end up with you."

You wait for her to respond, but you're quickly able to tell that she's already asleep.

Good. Moonbyul needs the rest because this city needs its defender and protector in peak condition.

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Moon Byulyi ✧ A Fine Taste

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Pairing: Moon Byulyi x Reader

Genre: Smut

Synopsis: With the late and disheveled arrival of your date, you are easily unimpressed by his demeanor and language. However, his lack of presence allowed you to engage in a flirtation with a woman across the bar- leading to heavenly wonders in the bar bathroom.

Wordcount: 2.6K+

Warnings: Brian’s lowkey homophobic, all my homies hate Brian; Reader has F. Anatomy; Bathroom Sex; Eating Out; Fingering; Praise Kink; Exhibitionist; Cum Eating

Note: This is honestly one of the best things I’ve ever written; Moonbyul is so hot in this and I don’t know if y’all will survive.

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“Sorry I'm late,” he says.

As he briskly removes his jacket and shakes the rain from his hair, droplets fling onto the white tablecloth. A few land in the half-empty breadbasket, the contents of which are no longer steaming as they had been when the waiter first brought it to the table.

“I’m Brian,” he says, extending his hand to you.

You scoff, rolling your eyes at the gesture—a bit too proper for someone who couldn’t even be bothered to account for the weather in rush hour traffic. Not to mention that he was interrupting wherever the night had been headed with the beautiful stranger at the bar, the one you had been eye-fucking the whole time you’d been waiting for him.

You shake Brian’s outreached hand anyway, hoping he doesn’t mistake the flush in your cheeks and cold sweat on your palms as a side effect of his presence.

“Y/N,” you say. For one horrific moment when he hesitates, you suspect he might bring your fingers to his lips, oblivious to your annoyance. Much to your relief, he releases his grip and narrows his eyes at the open bottle of wine chilling in an ice bucket between you both instead.

His brow arches. “Oh,” he says, frowning at the centerpiece, digging his wallet out of his pocket. “I see you’ve helped yourself. Not too expensive for a first date, I hope?”

It’s not just his words, but the screech of the chair and the stench of cheap cologne that makes you wrinkle your nose.

You don’t miss the way the brunette’s attention keeps drifting back to your table, her gaze flickering between you and your intruder.

You stifle a laugh. You weren’t invested in being set up with her mother’s colleague's son. But you do find it a little funny, now that he’s finally here, that he’s intruding on his own date.

Your admirer is clearly still interested, setting her sights now on your bare legs. Sucking in a breath, you steel yourself before crossing your knees. Your fingers twitch, but you fight the instinct to stop your skirt from rising to the side where the slit reveals your thigh.

“You’re in the clear,” You say, doing nothing to hide the sarcasm dripping from your tone. “It was a gift.”

His unkempt brows disappear behind his fringe. “Someone you know?”

Not yet.

“Nope,” you reply, folding your arms, pointer finger tapping against your bicep.

He waits for you to elaborate.

Cocking your head to the side, you opt for playing dumb instead.

“Well, I guess we owe our mysterious onlooker a thank you,” he remarks after a moment of uncomfortable silence.

“My,” You correct.

His lips press together in a tight line. “What?”

“You were nowhere to be found,” you remind him. “So she is my mysterious onlooker, no?”

His pupils dilate, jaw unclenching. “She?”

You stiffen and nod, loathing how much you can anticipate his next response.

“Well, I guess I have nothing to worry about then.”

“I wouldn’t say that,” you counter, sighing at his baffled expression, “I’m not only into men.”

It takes a few seconds for your words to sink in and then, “Oh!” His face brightens, morphing into one of delight, as he glances around the restaurant, like a dog sniffing out his new favorite toy.

��Would you-”

“I need to use the ladies' room,” you snap, cutting off what was sure to be another request for a threesome from a straight man.

It’s not that you have anything against them- threesomes, or straight men in general. But you certainly won’t be entertaining anything with this one anytime soon, alone or with a partner.

Brian’s mouth opens and closes like a gaping fish washed up on the shore. You might have thought he was mildly handsome under different circumstances, but with the mere 5 minutes of his initial presentation, you were already tired of interacting with him.

You straighten your spine and walk tall away from your table. Your neck tingles as you pass the brunette woman, who is still nursing the same glass of whiskey, and her entourage. The sting of her eyes tracking your trajectory prickles every inch of your exposed skin.

You hasten into the bathroom and blow out a deep breath once inside. You blink at your reflection, fixing your appearance. Your palms linger, caressing and squeezing, imagining another pair of hands covering your own.

You could leave if you wanted. Just scrawl your number on a paper towel for your new crush and then sneak out the back. Then start a nice warm bath once back in your apartment, teasing yourself with your favorite vibrator. Dragging out your orgasm until you cum, fantasizing about those sunlit locks tangled through your fingers and soft rose kisses between your thighs.

Your mother would be livid for ditching Brian, making it all the more tempting.

With a sigh, you run the cold water into the sink, but just as you’re about to splash your flushed face, the door swings open, startling you. You glance up at the door through the mirror, the coffee-eyed beauty in holding eye contact with you as the door clicks shut behind her.

“Hello,” she says, calm and sweet with a soft hum of approval as her gaze lowers a fraction and your nipples harden beneath her stare.

Momentarily forgetting how to speak, your mouth snaps shut. The other woman’s lips curl into a soft grin, closing the distance to lean around you and turn off the faucet.

“I’m Moon Byulyi, but you can call me Moonbyul,” she says, resting her hip against the counter, tugging her brown locks to one side to expose her neck, and angling her body towards you in the process. Your breath hitches, as you imagine running your fingers down Moonbyul’s clavicle.

You swallow. “Hi,” you say. Moonbyul arches a brow with such precision that you’re convinced she must have practiced that look at least a dozen times before. You clear your throat before adding, “I’m Y/N.”

“Hi, Y/N,” she murmurs, as a lover might from between the sheets. “It’s nice to meet you.” She doesn’t reach out to take her hand. Instead, she seems to be waiting for your next move.

You wipe your palms on your dress, before wriggling them together. “You have a fine taste,” you murmur and immediately regret it. Moonbyul’s eyes light up, teeth sinking into her ruby-painted lip to stifle her laughter. “-in wine!” You finish quickly, blood rushing to your cheeks again.

There’s a startling contrast between how controlled you are when men fawn over you, to how quickly you are reduced to a pool of mush when you’re caught in the sights of a pretty lady. Moonbyul licks her lips and all at once, the only thing you can focus on is how her mouth looks as inviting and red and sweet as the wine poured into your glass, empty and abandoned at the table.

Along with your date.

There must be something in your expression that’s easy to read, because the next thing Moonbyul says is, “How long before you need to get back?”

You could tell her that you’re already planning an escape route, maybe even invite Moonbyul to come home with you. But the low huskiness of Moonbyul’s voice and the flash of danger in her eyes spark your curiosity past the point of no return. How far would you be willing to go here?

Your heart quickens, as you lift your chin and muster up the courage to say, “However long it takes.”

Moonbyul’s eyes widen a fraction, apparently taken aback by this sudden forwardness. You wonder if you’ve made an awful mistake.

You aren’t left wondering for long.

Time speeds up. One moment your feet are steady on the floor and the next your backside is pressed up against the sink while ridiculously soft fingers roam your torso, reaching upwards to trace your jaw, asking for permission. You release a shuddering breath and words escape you, before you’re frantically nodding into the kiss, hands skimming up Moonbyul’s silk blouse to knead her warm flesh.

You swallow Moonbyul’s moan as she moves to ruck up your navy dress. “Can I-”

“If you don’t, I will,” you admit.

Moonbyul beams at you and she melts into a puddle under your touch. “Up,” she commands and then adds, teasingly, “I want to see how fine my taste is.”

You bury your face in Moonbyul’s neck, sucking a mark onto her pulse point and nipping at her shoulder before obeying, hopping up onto the counter. A strangled gasp leaves your mouth when your bare skin hits the cool metal.

Moonbyul shushes you, a gentle, “I got you,” passing her lips, breath tickling her chin.

Your stomach swoops as Moonbyul glides between your legs. She tugs the dip of your dress down like she’s unwrapping a present and swirls her tongue around your nipple like it’s her favorite flavor of ice cream.

You hiss at the sudden scrape of her teeth. “Wait-”

Moonbyul stills, instantly pulling back to check you over. “What’s wrong?”

“The door-” you pant. “Is it locked?”

Moonbyul’s smile is predatory. “Maybe,” she hedges, “if you want it to be.” Her lips brush against your ear. “But isn’t it hotter, not knowing if that inconsiderate boyfriend of yours will come barreling through here only to find my tongue buried deep in your cunt?”

Your moan is feral and yeah, maybe you should explain that Brian is most definitely not your boyfriend, but you’re not going to ruin this moment.

Your eyes meet again, mouth tumbling after. Moonbyul’s determination rolls off of her in waves, searching every inch of your skin, latching onto whatever sensitive flesh will make you shudder and gasp. Moonbyul rolls one of your nipples between her forefinger and thumb, sucking the other into her mouth with kitten licks and nips.

“You’re not playing fair,” you mutter, as Moonbyul draws her lips away with a pop, rewarding you with a seductive smirk.

“I don’t like rules.” The confession rolls off her tongue like it’s the world’s dirtiest secret. “But I do like keeping track of the ones I break.”

“You’re wearing too many clothes,” you groan while arching her back as Moonbyul slides your soaked lace panties down your legs and stuffs them into her purse.

“I’ll make up for it later,” she promises, the implication alone sending a thrill up your spine. Moonbyul sinks down to the floor. “Spread your legs for me, love.”

Your head drops back and hits the mirror at the words. The ghost of a kiss finds the inside of your knee.

“That’s it,” Moonbyul cues. Her praise does wonders to your body, sending a shiver straight to your clit. You briefly wonder if this is the work of some benevolent goddess, given that you were praying for this exact scenario not five minutes earlier.

You’ll worry about which religion to convert to later.

You look down just in time to catch Moonbyul in the act of sliding two fingers past her lips, sucking and coating them in spit. It’s probably not necessary, given that you’re practically vibrating with arousal, but Moonbyul makes a show of it and she’s such a pretty picture like this.

Hell, you’re not going to stop her.

Moonbyul’s smile is coy when she catches you ogling her like she knows all the filthy thoughts running through your mind.

“Relax,” she says between quick breaths as she presses in closer. You grip Moonbyul’s free hand. Moonbyul flips it over lacing your fingers together, causing your heart to halt and stutter against her. “We’re both going to enjoy this.”

Moonbyul’s nose brushes up against your clit, breathing you in and sending small puffs of air over your center. Then, she pauses, leaving you wanting for a moment. She waits right up until you begin to squirm until a soft please leaves your lips. And then, as if that’s what she was waiting for, one long finger slips inside you with ease, the familiar pressure causing your eyes to roll back.

It’s been too long since anyone has done this for you.

Moonbyul presses a chaste kiss to your clit before diving her tongue between your folds, humming and vibrating against you. You are up the wall with need, each new sensation igniting a white fire in your veins. She explores your cunt just like she explored the rest of you, thoroughly mapping your entire body with her mouth and tongue, and fingers.

Moonbyul drags this out until you are dripping and pleading for her to return her attention to that bundle of nerves, before sliding another finger inside, curling at the knuckles, and playing your pleasure spot like a piano key. She learns fast, discovering where to apply more pressure each time you let out the most embarrassing noises, and exactly how much it takes to make you sing. Your toes curl as Moonbyul finds that sweet spot again and again.

“Hush,” Moonbyul murmurs from above your clit, causing you to jerk against Moonbyul’s mouth. “You don’t want anyone bursting in here to check on us now, do you?” You involuntarily clench down on her fingers and you feel Moonbyul’s smirk sweep across your inner thigh. “Or perhaps you do, naughty girl.”

With those words echoing in your mind, your orgasm builds inside you. Every thrust of Moonbyul’s fingers and every twist of her tongue brings you closer to release.

You thread your fingers through Moonbyul’s hair as delicately you can manage, but when they tighten and tug in spite of your care, Moonbyul’s movements grow more eager. She rolls her tongue harder against your clit, crooking her knuckles deeper.

There’s a sharp knock on the door and you gasp; the jump sends you right over the edge. You tighten and snap, riding out your orgasm on Moonbyul’s face, biting your fist to muffle your screams. Your vision whites out and your legs shake. Moonbyul slows her pace, gently licking around your folds as you come down from your high.

The deep voices behind the door grow louder and more urgent. You nearly panic but Moonbyul takes care of it. She pulls away far enough to shout, “Just give us a minute, we’re dealing with some girly issues if you catch my drift.”

You might have laughed if she weren’t so exhausted.

Once the footsteps fade away, Moonbyul rests her head against your thigh, looking through her lashes. “You good?” she asks softly.

You nod and smile back at her, standing to help Moonbyul fix her suit. You think about asking for your panties back but decide it would be better to save it as an excuse to see Moonbyul again.

You hop down and reach for Moonbyul’s hand, stilling yourself. “Will I be able to return the favor?”

Moonbyul cocks her head, licking the taste of you from the seam of her lips. You try not to, but you can’t help the shiver that travels up your spine at the sight.

“Is that your way of asking for my number?” Moonbyul asks, coy.

Hesitating only a moment, you reply, “Actually I was asking if you’d like to come home with me.”

Moonbyul's smooth brow creases, eyes widening. “That’s rather bold of you.”

You bite your cheek to keep from snorting. “Not nearly as bold as fucking another person’s date on a public bathroom counter.”

“That’s fair.” She hums. “You’re going to break that poor boy’s heart, you know.”

Your nose wrinkles. “Doubtful, we’d only just met.”

“So did we,” Moonbyul counters.

You lean forward, lacing your fingers with hers. “And do I have the power to break your heart, Byulie?”

Moonbyul catches her grin between her teeth.

“I think I’d like to find out, love.”

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