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[asraxfile]

ғᴀᴠᴏᴜʀɪᴛᴇ ᴇɴᴇᴍʏ

sypnosis the hatred that had been pouring out for years between your and Karina's mafia was a bit exhausting. But your bad relations change one day when you and Karina decide to meet and change everything, alone.

pairing mafia leader!Karina x mafia leader!fem!reader

genre smut, fluff, enemies to lovers

warnings: sexual activity(strap-on, pussy eating, dirty talk), kissing, cursing, teasing, mentions of reader smoking, Karina and reader as switches

word count: 2.8k

It was a clear day in Seoul. Various clouds covering the bright sky as Karina made her way towards your building. With her men in black suits she looked at the camera on the front door. As it scanned her pretty face, she pierced with the look in her eyes, knowing you were the one watching on the other side of the camera. 

Karina was the boss of the 2nd most powerful mafia in Korea. She wasn’t the type to get her hands dirty as long as she could keep the business going, but you were totally the opposite one. Surpassing the number of crimes committed compared to Karina’s mafia made you the number 1 in Korea. No one ever dared to step on your path, except Karina herself. 

That’s the exact reason why both of your families have been longtime enemies throughout the far distant history. Both of you followed your family’s steps but many things need to be cleared on this day. 

As she made her way out of the elevator’s long ride to your office that is positioned on the last floor, 12th floor, Karina walked through the long hallway with seriousness, kinda scaring your guards. But still they welcomed her in your office, eyeing her mysterious figure. 

Karina wore a black short sleeved dress, with half of her back exposed, with laced black thighs and of course her detailed black suit with thin white stripes. Her dark brown hair was let down, matching the professionality in her face. The stomping of her thick heels on her boots stopped as she waited for your office door to open. 

“Don’t come inside with me, I’ll be fine on my own.” Karina hissed at her guards, strict and sharp but they obeyed with her exact word. She watched your guards finally open the door as she stepped inside, being enlightened by the light out of your large window. 

You were turned with your back as you sat on the chair, a little smoke could be seen coming out from behind. "So Karina," you began as you spun your chair towards the person you were expecting. Taking the last puff of your cigarette. "we meet again, who would’ve thought, right?" you smirked at the mafia president, Karina, as she slowly walked towards your table. 

“Don’t be silly, both of us knew this day would eventually come.” Karina chuckled, holding her expensive Prada bag. You turned your gaze to your now long gone cigarette as you squeezed it into the ashtray. “That’s a really nice bag you have there.” you complimented as you got closer to the table and rested your arms on it, looking up at Karina. Curiosity splattered all over your face. 

“It indeed is,” Karina starts, putting the bag in front of her on the dark wooden table of your office. “There’s a present for you in it,” you raised a brow at her state. “But you will get it later.” she released her fingers from the bag and crossed her arms, sizing you up carefully.

“A present? from Miss. Yu Jimin? for me?” leaning back on your chair, you mocked. In response Karina rolled her eyes. “Must be my lucky day, but should I be concerned or flattered?” you asked. 

Karina’s lips slowly turned into a cheeky but a teasing smile, making you furrow your eyebrows. “It should be…pleasuring.” she exclaimed as you tried to understand what she meant by that. She slowly walked closer to you, the low click of her boots slicing through the silence like a knife.

Your eyes followed her every movement, and for a brief moment, the air between you felt heavier, thick with unspoken distant words. Karina placed her palms on the edge of your desk and leaned closer to your sitting figure, her face inches from yours. 

The room seemed to get even quieter as Karina leaned into your space, the cool scent of her perfume blending with the faint smoke of your cigarette lingering in the air. Her gaze locked onto yours, the weight of her presence bearing down on you. 

Through it all, Karina was always so unpredictable from your point of view, always so quiet but so unforgettable. That’s the reason why you were kinda terrified of her, but you loved her like that. Perhaps one of the main reasons to clear up all the bloodshed between your families is not just to make eternal peace between them, but to make you and Karina the most unforgettable and fearless duo, ever. 

Her lips curved into a faint smirk, one that you loved to see the most. “You talk so seriously, yet you tremble when I’m this close.” her words pierced through your mind like a dagger, surprising you but you refused to show it. “Am I?” you mocked, slightly turning more towards her. “Cause I thought we were playing the same game.” 

Karina’s breath hitched, slightly darkening her eyes, but keeping her teasingful grin. You straightened your back, moving forward to your enemy. “What is it, Jimin, looks like this game isn’t yours to own.” you teased, watching Karina’s chestnut brown hair fall to one side of her shoulder as she moved ever forward to you. 

She placed a hand on your shoulder as a signal for you to move backwards with your chair. You didn’t flinch, you just obeyed under her touch. Karina’s smirk deepened, her confidence unshaken with the same serious look from the start. With a swift move, she leaned in to whisper into your ear. 

“If I wanted to own you,” she said, her voice sounding like a predator trying to catch his prey, like a cat going for a mouse. She looked at you “you’d already be mine.” with the last said word, she quickly pulls you into a rough kiss, making you grunt in surprise. She groped your shoulders as she continued to kiss your soft lips, messing your face up with her lipstick, also crumpling your white shirt. 

To obtain control, you roughly pull her in your lap as she sits on the middle of your thigh with her legs spread open, her dress lifting in a sudden movement. Your arms exploring her torso as Karina puts a hand on your neck, making you choke a little. Slowly she pulls away as she softly opens her eyes to look at you. Breathless, you could just smirk. “You’re always full of surprises, dear.” you flirt as you suddenly lift Karina up. Moving away all the things from your table and slamming her body down. 

The sudden movement made Karina moan in slight pain in your ear which only aroused you more. Her legs wrapped firmly around your hips as she held your shoulders tightly, digging her black nails in your back. You attacked her neck with wild and rough kisses, sucking on her sweet spot leaving a fresh hickey. 

“Hahh…L/n…” she moaned your last name out, trying to think but she couldn’t. As you move your kisses to her collarbone, you raise your head to face her. “Why so formal, it’s not like we’re strangers.” you exclaim, slowly tracing your fingers to the zip of her dress. 

Karina gulped bluntly as she could feel the heat started to rise in her the slower you unzipped her black dress. “Who’s trembling now?” you teased, checking Karina out as you took off her boots and slid her laced thighs off her too. Karina now in a bra and panties. 

You checked her out as Karina quickly sat up and pulled you closer by your black tie, making you kiss her all over again. She unbuttoned your shirt through the kiss and after she did, you started to slide them down her body again. 

Karina enjoyed this too much, getting lost under your touch. You traced hot kisses down her chest, her stomach and finally you came to her panties. The coldness of your hands sent chills down her spine as she couldn’t wait anymore. She needed you, right this instant. 

Slowly, you looked down in between her legs and brushed your cold thumb over the fabric of her panties, right over her pussy. Loving the little sounds Karina makes. Now it was her turn to tremble under your touch. 

You slowly slid down the laced black pair of panties down her legs and did not hesitate to leave Karina waiting. Kissing her inner thighs, Karina rested one leg on the edge of the table and the other on your shoulder. You kneeled on the floor and pulled her hips closer, placing a tender kiss on her clit. Sucking and slurping Karina could feel the heat between her legs rise up even more with your each lick. 

She gripped your hair, looking down at you with a furrowed expression as she moaned in pleasure. Karina rested on her elbows, rolling her eyes. You sure knew how to get this woman to obey. 

Slowly sliding your tongue across her clit, you moved your head around a constant rhythm, making Karina’s already shaking. Then, slowly you insert 2 of your fingers deep in her cunt, making her release a loud moan. “Y-Y/n…right there…please, more-ah!” you pumped your fingers in and out of her, hitting her sweet spot as you looked at her. “C’mon dear, cum for me.” you whispered as you started licking her clitoris once again. A tear of pleasure sliding down Karina’s eye as she breathed out, finally cumming on your fingers. 

You kiss her inner thighs as you raise your head up to face her, obviously smirking. “Cat got your tongue?” you teased as you watched her catch her breath. “Whoo….that was…hahh…really good.” Karina stuttered out, getting her legs off you and sitting up. You proudly chuckle as you sit in your chair. 

“Hey, hey, what are you doing, baby?” she stood up, slowly walking to the front side of the table as you watched in confusion. “Tell me who said that…” she rummaged through her bag before looking at you again. “We were done…?” she pulled out a strap out of her bag, widening your eyes. “Ahh, so that’s my present.” Standing up you take off your black pants, throwing them aside as you walk towards Karina. “I’ll be glad to use it.” as you try to take the strap away, Karina back it away from your grip. 

“Dear, you don’t use gifts, you receive them.” she exclaimed nastily, smirking widely at you. 

The next thing you knew that Karina was fucking the shit out of you with that goddamn strap of hers. She bent you over your table and thrusted inside of you like she’d done it numerous times. “You like this?? Oh I know you like this, baby,” she teased, slapping and groping your ass tightly. You were a moaning mess, but you didn’t care, you wanted to show Karina you were hers and hers only. Suddenly, Karina slows down her pace, moving your hair to one side to kiss your neck. 

Breathless, you couldn’t think. “Such a good girl for me, not even caring that our guards might be hearing your sweet little noises from behind the door.” she whispered deeply in your ear. “I’m gonna make you realize we belong together.” getting into position again, she started thrusting slowly, passionately and once again, roughly. 

“Ahh…hahh…K-Karina…faster please!!” you begged and moaned Karina’s name, making her chuckle. Slapping your ass again she fastened her movements. Fucking you rotten like a bunny. Enjoying this view a little too much, looking down on you was always her job anyway. 

“I can feel you’re close, y/nn, c’mon, cum for me." she fastened her thrusts even more as your moans got louder before you finally came on her strap. Your legs shaking as Karina pulls out, staring down at your gift and all the juices you splattered on it. 

“Fuck Y/n, that was so hot.” Karina exclaimed as you tiredly sat on the edge of the table. Softly, Karina smiles at you as she kisses the top of your head, hugging your naked body. “So this is how we fix both family conflicts?” you asked, both of you chuckling. 

“Be for real now, you are too desperate for me.” Karina teased back as you kissed her shoulder before looking at her once again. “And you’re nothing without me.” you peck her lips as both of you fall into a chuckle again. 

When both of you got dressed up, you said your goodbyes with Karina and walked her towards the exit of your building. Feeling proud that both of your mafia’s are now on good terms all because Karina was your favorite enemy of all time. She had always been the one who pushed you to your limits, testing your patience and well being. Yet, there was a strange sense of tension between the two of you that no one could quite understand but you dearly cherished with only her.

[asraxfile]

ᴍʏ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ

sypnosis: you just can't seem to get away from your sister's ex best friend, Aeri. Though she loves you too, she would never let you in though. pairing: non-idol!Giselle x fem!reader genre: angst warnings: just a casual situationship with giselle, kissing, giselle is kinda mean??? wc: 1.4k

a/n: I was heavily inspired by Giselle's drama trailer and her solo song Dopamine. AND I JUST REALIZED THE SONG CASUAL FROM CHAPPEL ROAN CAN BE USED FOR READERS POV AND DOPAMINE FOR AERIS POV. Enjoy readingg ^^

“Aeri my sister will be done showering soon we can’t-” You gasped out, trying to push Aeri away as she kissed you on the lips. If there was one thing you hated in the world it would be that you have to hide the situationship you have with Aeri. 

“Hush, love, let me take care of you.” She whispered out in your ear as you kissed her back, needy and desperate for her touch. 

You were Aeri’s prettiest problem. 

Aeri stopped being friends with Becky just a while ago and their fight is still pretty fresh. Knowing your sister, Becky, she was always kind of two-faced towards not just Aeri but also to everyone too. During the time they were still friends, you developed a certain situationship with her, without Becky knowing. Since Aeri is no longer welcomed into your home, she tends to sneak in your room through your window anytime she feels like it. 

Aeri wanted you, badly, but she could never let herself let you in though. 

The kiss became rough and heavy. The tension getting hotter with each touch shared with only her. Her soft dark red lips danced with yours like a forbidden dance. A forbidden dance under the moonlight, in your room, every night, only you two knew how to dance. Aeri really knew how to get you in your feelings and you loved it. 

You pulled her closer, wrapping your arms around her neck as she slid her hand under your shirt. Feeling her cold hands from walking outside in the deep night fog made you feel chills slide down your spine. Your hands tangled in her hair, tugging gently as the kiss deepened, her lips pressing harder against yours. 

The soft moan that escaped you only fueled the fire burning between you and Aeri. Pushing the moment further as her hand slid higher, her fingertips brushing just under the band of your bra. The little moment of intimacy swallowed you both whole, like a secret shared only between your bodies, no words needed, just the sound of soft gasps and the rhythm of hearts racing together.

Aeri’s fingers paused, teasing at the edge of your skin, a question in her touch that made your breath hitch. You answered her with another kiss, your lips moving against hers with all the want and need you felt in that moment. 

Suddenly, she breaks the kiss to gasp for air as she holds an icy eye contact with you. Her eyes, serious and solemn, looking at your desperate and pleading eyes. Aeri smirked at your state as she backed away from you, still sitting on your bed. 

How could she play with you like this, without even saying a word? Sick and tired, you wanted to say something, but you loved her so much. 

“Aeri I…” Eyeing her presence, you found it hard to speak. Her gaze pierced through your heart, she tilted her head in confusion. “What exactly are…we?” The question finally popped off your lips, patiently waiting for her to answer. Aeri looks away for a moment, her expression unreadable. What did you actually mean by that question?

"Does it really matter?" she finally answers, her voice soft but annoyed with meaning. Her answer made you widen your eyes at her. “I thought you knew I’m not…” She quiets her words, looking away then looking back at you again. Awkward silence drained you impatiently. “You’re not what??” Asking her, you furrow your eyebrows. 

“I mean like, I thought you knew I’m not into…you know…commitment stuff?” Her words hung in the air like a weight between you. The sting of her coldness cut deeper than you'd expected, but it wasn't new. Aeri had always been like that, elusive, hard to pin down, always playing games with anyone. Yet hearing it so meaningless hurt in a way that made your chest tighten.

You swallowed hard, trying to make sense of the emotions you were feeling inside your brain and heart. "Don't overthink this." she said, her voice more comforting now. "You know how I feel and I know how you feel. It doesn't have to be complicated." Her hand reached out, brushing a lock of hair behind your ear, but her words felt cold, detached.

Your heart cried at her words. "Doesn't have to be complicated?" you echoed, frustration working up inside you. "But it is complicated, Aeri. I can't just... keep doing this like it’s nothing. Hiding. Pretending like it doesn't affect me."

She sighed, pulling back as if the conversation was becoming an inconvenience. "Why are you making it a big deal?" she raises her voice slowly, standing up from your bed, running a hand through her hair. "I thought we were just having fun."

"Aeri, it's more than that for me," you said, your voice shaking. "You sneak into my room in the middle of the night, you kiss me like... like you need me, but then you act like it doesn't mean anything. You can’t just keep stringing me along."

Her face furrowed completely, the playful, teasing expression gone. “Please tell me, do you want us to be a thing or not?” your voice broke out the sadness and confusion you were feeling. Looking at her in the eyes,

"I'm not stringing you along," she said, her tone firm. "I told you from the start—I don't do commitment. I never promised you anything and never will." What bothered you the most is her avoiding the question.

The lump in your throat grew as the reality of her words hit you. She never lied about what she wanted—or didn’t want. But you had hoped, maybe even convinced yourself, that things could change. That she might want more with you.

Aeri's gaze softened just a little, but it wasn't enough. "I do care about you, deeply" she said quietly, her voice losing some of its edge. "But I can't be what you want me to be." She patted your shoulder. 

"I don’t think I can keep doing this." you said, your voice barely above a whisper, holding in your tears like a dam.

Aeri's eyes flickered with something, something she didn’t feel with anyone like this before—regret, maybe?—but she didn’t stop you as you pulled away, standing up and making a distance between the two of you. She stood there in your room, the familiar scent of her still lingering in the air, but the warmth between you felt like it had faded into a cold atmosphere.

She didn’t say anything as you moved toward the window, your heart aching as you opened it for her one last time.

With one final look, Aeri climbed out, disappearing into the night, leaving you alone in the cold silence of your room. Of course she regretted what she said, but she was doing it all for you, for herself and for the sake of both of you.

She was almost halfway to her home when she broke out a tear, a tear that showed how she actually loved you like you loved her. 

But even she knew, she could never let you in though. 

[asraxfile]

ᴡɪʟʟ ɪ ᴇᴠᴇʀ sᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ?

sypnosis: at first, you were annoyed at the fact your parents made you visit your grandma for the weekend. But what girl will make you change your mind to make you question, will you ever see her again?

pairing: non-idol!Minjeong x fem!reader

genre: fluff, angst

warnings: kissing, implied smoking in this,

wc: 3.2k

It was an early Friday morning. 8AM to be exact. As the sun creeped through your window, the annoying ringing of your alarm awoke you immediately. Your room was chilly and colder than usual, only making you grumble and bury yoir head deep into the mattress's warmth.

Your parents are not home this weekend due to some plans, so your mother decided to make you visit your grandma so that you don’t get lonely. If I would ask you, you didn’t wanna go, but still you agreed. Either way you never do anything at home alone, you just enjoy the quiet.

As you finally sat up on your bed, grumbling, you stretched yourself. Rubbing your sleepy eyes before looking at the prepared clothes on the chair. Messily, you put on an oversized T-shirt with some kind of print, a pair of your favorite dark blue jeans and a short jacket.

“I don’t like you being alone that’s why I want you to go there.” Your mother said, gripping the driving wheel as she spoke with calmness. While you gazed at the unknown streets outside the window.

“You didn’t have to force me though.” With an angry tone you replied. Your mother just sighed as she pulled up to your grandma’s driveway before turning to you. “Please don’t do anything risky, grandma is happy you’ve decided to come.” She held your arm, trying to reassure you. You just stared at her, then let out a tired sigh and got out of the car. Taking your bag and a small suitcase out with you.

Your grandma was really happy to see you after so many years and hugged you tightly. With a relaxing smile, you hugged her back. “My dearest, come inside so you don’t get a cold.” She shows you the way in her house up the stairs. Before, you waved your mother goodbye.

Hours passed and you’ve become more comfortable around your grandma. She made your favorite dish and both of you talked about small things. Just normal conversations. Her house wasn’t big but it was enough. She had a pretty retro living room with a wider TV and pictures of the family memories all around. The fireplace burned brightly, warming up the whole house. You walked to the bedroom and left your stuff there.

After eating lunch with grandma you were fascinated by the clear sky outside. The wind blew softly as the sun slowly started to go down. “Grandma, I’m going for a walk outside. I hope I won’t get lost.” you exclaimed while putting on your boots.

Chuckling, your grandma replies, “I’m sure you won’t, this isn’t a big town anyway.” As you slipped on your jacket you zipped it up till the end. “Imma be back soon. Bye.” You yelled before finally going outside.

The town really wasn’t that big anyway. The trees had already fallen due to the late autumn season. You inhaled the cold air and started walking. Looking around, you saw the reason why autumn was your favorite season of all time. It was never too cold but never too hot. But, since winter is soon coming, it’s starting to get colder.

You walked and walked until you saw the ruins of some kind of building in the close distance. It was holding still but you could clearly see the oldness and what it has been through throughout the history. You’re very fond of ruined buildings and the next thing you do is head towards it.

It took you around 8 minutes to get there. Overgrown weeds covered the iron fence, which was still torn and very short in length. You walked to a possible entrance and saw a sign.

“AREA RESTRICTED TO UNEMPLOYED”

furrowing your eyebrows at the eye catching warning sign, you completely ignored it and walked towards the entrance of the building.

Everything was so scattered. The floor was full of glass from alcoholic drinks and the air was kind of sour. but the whole atmosphere was soothing to you.

You walked around, looking at the beautifully drawn graffiti on the walls until you made your way to the stairs. When you went up to the highest floor, you had a sight to see. The sunset.

Exhaling a ‘wow’, you slowly walked towards the edge, guessing a large window was supposed to be there. You sat, enjoying the quiet presence and watching the sunset. The sky was now painted in various pink shades. The sun being in just the right detail for this moment. Leaning your head against the cold wall, you closed your eyes for a moment. But in that moment someone came behind you.

“Aren’t you cold?”

an unknown female voice asked from behind. In that exact moment, you panicky opened your eyes and turned to the mysterious girl in a reflex. Scanning her figure, you stared at her as your brain processed what she just asked you.

An average heighted girl with short dirty orange hair with dark brown eyes. Her face was kinda pale and she had a confused look on her face. She wore a dark green jacket with her hands deeply buried in its pockets. Well, before she took out a cigarette while waiting for your answer. You were more confused than her, who is this cute girl? What does she want?

“I’m not actually…” you quietly replied while lightly shaking your head. The girl took a quick puff of her cigarette before swiftly sitting down next to you, looking at the sunset. You didn’t know why but her presence made you feel more relaxed, like all the pieces were in their place, like all the worries washed off your shoulders in a second.

But curiosity was stronger than you.

“So uhh…” nervously you started as she turned to look at you. “What’s your name?” A silly question to ask but you still did it. The girl took another puff and exhaled the tough smoke as it blended with the wind. “Kim Minjeong, you?” her eyes lit up with curiosity.

“L/n Y/n, nice to meet you.” You shook hands with a new acquaintance. She slightly chuckled at your formal vocabulary, like you weren’t the same age probably. “What brought you here? This place isn't usually filled with visitors.” Minjeong asked, locking a gaze onto you. Scanning your features and analyzing your reactions.

“I’m here for the weekend at my grandma’s, I went for a walk cause I need some quiet time.” You sighed, looking down at your hands then at Minjeong. “Hm.” She hummed. “Interesting.”

“Well, I didn’t wanna come here though.” You confessed. Minjeong noticed your down demeanor. Tilting her head, “Why not?” asking with a demented tone. “Don’t you love your grandma?”

“It’s not that it’s just…I’d rather not go anywhere.” Starting, you turned away from Minjeong’s face. “Nothing feels like home anymore.” furrowing your eyebrows your tone deepened.

Venting to an unknown girl called Kim Minjeong was never on your plan list today, but you were glad she was there listening.

There was a tough silence between you. Only the wind blowing and distant car driving were heard in the distance as the sun slowly and slowly went down.

“Need a puff?” Minjeong turns to you, holding her cigarette for you in between her index and middle finger. At first, you were shocked, but at second, you took the offer.

Softly, you took a puff of her cigarette, half inhaling half exhaling. You could feel your suffocating stress diminishing and you were grateful for her offer. The smoke took over your lungs as your mouth smelled like it too. It was relaxing.

“Thanks” you blurted out, making Minjeong smile as she took the last puff. She threw the cigarette filter down the tall building and rested her hands on the ground.

The wind blew roughly as the sun was already down. “I’m sorry if I can’t help you, I saw you there and thought you felt…lonely.” Minjeong said, lighting yet another cigarette.

Holding the cigarette between her soft pink lips she tried to light it up, but the wind was too breezy. Minjeong clicked with her tongue, struggling.

Suddenly, in a swift reflex, you got closer to her and put your hands around her mouth, better said her cigarette. Minjeong didn’t flinch but she was still surprised.

“Don’t worry, still, I’m glad I’m listened to.” you softly spoke while covering her cigarette it finally lit up in bright red. With each puff Minjeong pulled it slowly disappeared in various shades of grey. “Thanks” she mumbled through with a small smile.

In moments of silence and small assurable talks, you and Minjeong got along in such a short time. This short attachment got fond of you and Minjeong too. You stayed till late hours at the ruined building, as long as you two were together, you felt at home.

It was just another day, a day you didn’t wanna spend with anyone but alone, away from this place. But then why did you feel so weird while spending time with Minjeong? Why did she give you this sparkling feeling you didn’t know where it tickled?

She was something else. Maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea to come here cause you sure didn’t want it to end.

Minjeong walked you home to your grandma’s house. Laughing along the way, both of you discovered a thing or two about each other through it. The tension, the small looks and the way both of you calmly talked with each other, it wasn’t just so casual as it seemed.

“I gotta go now but uh…” you started, looking at Minjeong’s eyes with an unsure twist. Them slowly, you pulled her into a tight hug. Wrapping your hands around her upper back and her waist, resting your chin on her shoulder. Melting into her touch, she didn’t hesitate to hug you back. “I’m glad I met you today.” You said, slightly pulling away from the hug.

“Me too, wanna hang out tomorrow…or?” Minjeong asked with a tone, like she wanted you to say yes. She held onto your lower arm and locked eye contact with you.

“Of course, before I leave, why not?” You replied, giving her a reassuring smile. Minjeong grinned, her smile so radiant it made your chest flutter. “Great, I’ll meet you here at noon, okay?” she said, stepping back with a weird vibe, as if leaving you was the last thing she wanted to do.

You nodded, your own grin creeping up. “It’s a plan. Goodnight, Minjeong.”

“Goodnight, Y/n,” she replied, her voice was soft yet it made your heart flutter. She walked away, her silhouette disappearing into the dark streets, leaving you standing at your grandma’s gate with a strange warmth blooming in your chest.

As you entered the house, your grandma noticed the faint smile on your face. “Had a good walk, dear?” she asked, her tone teasing but kind.

“Yeah,” you replied, setting your boots aside. “Met someone interesting.”

She chuckled knowingly, patting your shoulder as you passed. “Good for you. A friend is a good thing to have.”

You just nodded, heading to your room. Tired and devastated, you were ready to go to bed and finally rest. But your expectations were too high cause sleep didn’t come easily, though.

Minjeong’s face—her heartfelt grin, the way her hair caught in the cold breeze, and her steady, comforting presence—her eyes. It all played in your head, over and over. Something about her felt so natural, so magnetic, like she was a piece of a puzzle you didn’t know you were missing. Minjeong got you completely under her spell.

The next noon arrived, and the world seemed brighter than usual. And so, the two of you met at the ruined building once again.

Both continued to chit chat, laugh, smoke and just spend quality time together. It was quite an interesting experience.

Their day was fulfilled with joy and happiness. The freedom Minjeong could offer you made you a little sad. Sad that you had to go home in the evening.

Two souls met, met just a day ago, and hoped their joy would last forever.

But even after the warm sun, cold rain must come too.

Hours passed and it was already late and you still had to pack your things for home.

“I wish I didn't have to go home today…” you said, resting your head against Minjeong’s shoulder. Her head resting on yours. Both of your presences intertwined like a perfect match. “Don’t worry, you can always come back and you’ll know where to find me.” Minjeong reassured, looking down on you while putting a strand of your hair behind your ears.

Her voice was gentle, gentle like a leaf falling down. You looked up at her and gazed, full of love. Minjeong gave a smile and got up. “Imma walk you home.” She finally said.

You didn’t wanna go, but you stood up with Minjeong, following her steps to the exit.

“How long did it take to get here? I mean your grandma’s.” Minjeong broke the awkward silence, curiosity filling her tone. “Like an hour. It’s pretty far away.” you concluded.

After you stated that, a large cold wind blew towards the place. Minjeong didn’t have a reaction, but you did. Feeling the coldness take over your hands and face made your nose runny and it messed up your hair. “Goddd it’s so cold. I should've worn a better jacket.” complaining, you dug your hands deep into your thin jacket pockets, savouring all the warmth possible.

Minjeong had a slight questioning expression, like she was thinking about something particular. Then, she unzips her jacket and takes it off. Without first notice, she wraps it around your trembling shoulders, making you warmer. Minjeong’s perfume gets stuck in your nostrils.

In shock you slightly open your mouth then turn to face her. “But now you’re gonna be co-” soon after, she interrupts you. “Don’t you wory, I’ll be fine.” She gently smiled looking down on you who stopped walking. “Consider it a gift.” Her grin became softer making you smile back as you teo continued walking.

Silence was too loud, you hated it. This was probably the last moment you’re seeing Minjeong and you’re silent.

It’s like the first time you met yesterday, complete silence speaking for the both of you.

Walking near your grandma’s street, your heart raced with a constant pace. You didn’t wanna leave, you wanted to stay with her.

But before you shifted sideways towards the known street, Minjeong gently pulled your arm in the dark alley, making you shift in reaction. Surprisingly, Minjeong pulled you into a warm embrace, leaning her back against the cold wall and captured your figure into a heartfelt hug.

Burying her face into your shoulder, you were speechless at the sudden contact. You could feel the tension rising between the two of you. Minjeong gently hugged you tightly, as if you were made out of sugar and could melt at every slight drop. But she held you like she didn’t want to let you go.

“Minjeong…” you whispered out her name, melting into her touch. Since she was slightly taller than you she had easy access to taking control.

“Y/n I…” she wasn’t a woman of words, but you could see Minjeong tried to speak in moments like this. “I’m so glad I met you yesterday and I…” she held your left cheek while looking deep into your eyes. “I’ll miss you so much.” she exhaled the words right into your ear making your heart flutter eith anticipation.

“I’ll miss you too.” confessing, you caressed her back, gently and slowly. Before slightly pulling away from her embrace to capture the glimpse of her eyes.

It’s almost like she was on the verge of tears.

You brushed a hair strand out her face and gently smiled at her. Looking at her lips, then her eyes then lips again. The heat rose up like a flicker of spark and it made you make the next move.

Slowly, pulling Minjeong in a gentle kiss. Her soft plump lips pressing against yours, kissing her in her warm green jacket. Minjeong froze, but let herself in the kiss. Minjeong’s hands slid down to your waist, holding you as close as possible. The world seemed to pause around you, leaving only the warmth of her kiss and the quiet hum of your shared breath.

Her lips moved tenderly against yours, careful and peaceful, as if she wanted to memorize every second of this heated moment. When she finally pulled back, she rested her forehead against yours, you could see the faint blush of her cheeks.

“You’re full of surprises, Y/n,” she breathed out your name with a laugh, her voice mixed with mockness and amusement.

You couldn’t help but smile, your own cheeks starting to heat up. “What can I say?” you murmured, echoing her words from earlier.

Minjeong chuckled, her eyes softening as she brushed a thumb along your cheek.

The silence that followed wasn’t awkward or heavy. It was natural—comfortable, though filled with complicated emotions, you both understood each other.

Slowly, Minjeong pulled her green jacket tighter around your shoulders, smoothing it over you with care. The more she pulled the jacket over you, the closer she drew you to herself.

“Take good care of this, okay?” she wanted softly, her tone teasing yet affectionate. “It’s my favorite jacket.”

You clutched the fabric, inhaling its familiar scent. “I will,” you promised. “But now I owe you a jacket.”

“Deal,” Minjeong replied, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “You’ll just have to come back to pay me back.”

Both of you chuckled at your silliness as Y/n hugged Minjeong’s waist, savouring her comforting presence. Resting your head on her collarbone.

The two of you lingered in the alley for a moment longer, neither wanting to break the spell of the night. But eventually, the reality of time caught up with you, and Minjeong stepped back, though her hand lingered on your arm.

“Take care of yourself, Y/n,” she said, her voice gentle but firm, not wanting to let go of your cold hand. “And don’t forget about me.”

“As if I could,” you replied with a grin, your heart heavy yet hopeful.

With one last touch, Minjeong pulled you into another kiss, this time a shorter one since they stood on her grandma’s doorway. Looking at each other's eyes—sadness covering your eyes.

“Will I ever see you again?” Worry splattered around your mind before Minjeong smiled, imperfectly.

“One day," she starts, "fate will make us meet again.” She held your cheek and shoulders. “Goodbye, Y/n.”

With one last hug you sent a goodbye to her.

And then, just like that, she let go.

Minjeong waved one last time as she turned and walked back into the quiet town, her figure slowly fading into the shadows of the night. You stood there, rooted to the spot, your fingers brushing against the fabric of her green zip-up jacket, the lingering feel of her kiss burning on your lips.

The world around you felt achingly still, as though it too mourned her absence. But beneath the weight of your sadness, there was a flicker of hope. A promise unspoken but understood.

Minjeong had a way with you, the right person at the wrong time. Though she loved you dearly in such a short time, you got away.

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what do u think with non-idol!ningning xf!reader

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sypnosis a regular customer, the girl you're too afraid to ask for her name, rushes inside your cafe bar one day, drenching in rain. Making this situation lead your hopes up for the further close encounters with her, tomorrow. pairing non-idol!Ningning x fem!reader genre fluff warnings ??? wc 1.3k

A/n: thank you so much dear anon for requesting this !! This one was first on the poll so I'm going to write phantom of the opera au next, THOUGH SOMEONE HELP ME I forgot how I wanna write it.............Enjoy readingg ^^

November 21st, it was slowly becoming much colder and rains were much more usual. The wind roughly freezed the passer-bys as they melted into the warmth of their thick clothes. You have been working all day now in your small little cafe bar. 

It was also raining heavily. Meaning that not many customers will stop by today. You walked over to the near tables and wiped them, cleaning off the mess. Your mind was filled with one regular customer, a girl, who always stops by for just a coffee. 

She was so cute in your opinion, but you never got her name though she came by almost everyday. Her usual order is an espresso with extra sugar and milk, and after she drinks her coffee she buys a Mogu Mogu drink for later right before she leaves the cafe bar. 

You could say she was a passing crush for you. Though you never got to have a real conversation with her, the glances and gazes both of you exchanged made the tension between you rise slowly. The smile on her face when you make a drawing on her coffee that’s different every time she orders. All the little things made you feel closer with her. 

As you were mopping the floor, suddenly a figure rushes inside the cafe. 

It was her. The girl that stops by for just a coffee. 

Her jacket soaking wet and her dark wavy hair tangled from the wind. Breathless she looked around for someone to help her until she saw you. 

“Oh my, are you okay??” You rushed towards her. “Here I’ll get you a towel” you exclaimed while rushing back to the bathroom. 

The mysterious girl thanked you after you got back and sat on the chair next to her usual table. “I forgot to bring an umbrella and now I’m...soaked.” She whined, looking down on her wet clothes as you sat down next to her. 

You watched the girl drench her hair in the towel you gave her. Happiness overtook your head, you were happy she was there with you again. You smiled softly at her, “What brings you here, the rain completely drenched you?” 

“I was on my way to get groceries and I guess I’ve had bad luck today.” She started with furrowed eyebrows, watching her with a small smile as she dried her hair. Her cheeks were flushed, probably from the cold outside, and you noticed her hands were still shaking a bit from the chill. 

Suddenly, you stand up and walk back to the kitchen bar, leaving her confused but letting her dry herself up. She didn’t notice it right away but you were making her usual coffee. An espresso with extra sugar and milk, you place a spoon in the cup and when it’s done, you walk back to her. 

Her eyes widened at your kindness but she took the cup, watching you sit next to her. “T-thank you so much.” Slowly she drank the coffee sip by sip with a smile. “I’m glad you like it.” You exclaimed, resting your hands on the table. 

“Y’know…” the start of your sentence made her look over to you, confusion splattered over her face. “I never got your name,” looking deeply inside her eyes, you send a signal of curiosity. “You’re a regular customer too.” 

At your words she just chuckled lightly and answered, “Yizhuo, Ning Yizhuo, but you can call me Ningning.” She said while giving you her hand as you shake it gently. Her name suited her—soft yet warm, warm like the presence she radiated when she was in your cafe. 

“Ningning,” you muttered, savoring the sound of it. “It’s nice to finally meet you properly.”

The rain continued to tap against the windows, casting a gentle rhythm to your quiet moment together. She finished the last sip of her coffee and set the cup down with a small sigh of satisfaction. Ningning looks into your eyes giving you the look of gentleness. “That coffee was… perfect,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes lingering on yours. 

What caught your attention were her eyes. SO dark yet so inviting, you were lost in them. Gazing at them you rested your left cheek on your hand. You chuckled, your voice soft, almost hesitant. “Glad I could make it just the way you like… especially on a day like this.”

She glanced down, a slight blush warming her cheeks, and you felt your heart racing with a quiet, steady joy. She stood up slowly, but then took a small step toward you, her gaze holding yours with a quiet intensity.

Before you could say anything, she leaned in,pressing her lips to your right cheek, a heartfelt kiss that left you holding your breath. The tension rising through the air, gentle and sweet, making the world outside the cafe feel distant and unknown.

“Thank you, really,” she whispered, her voice as soft as Ningning’s lips, her breath brushing against your skin. Her hand lingered on yours, squeezing lightly before she pulled away, her eyes shining with something tender and unspoken.

As she reached the door, she turned back to you. Ningning put on her jacket as she watched you try to formulate a sentence after what she did. “S-see you tomorrow?” you stuttered, your voice a little unsteady while still holding your right cheek. 

She chuckled at your stutterness, a gaze in her eyes that seemed to enjoy the whole moment. “tomorrow” she promised, her voice a soft whisper. With one last look, she slipped out into the rain, leaving you standing in the quiet cafe with the warmth of  her soft lips lingering on your cheek, and a memory that would stay with you like the hope of you seeing her tomorrow once again.

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Cruella's favorite

sypnosis: working as a designer for one of the best fashion obssessed icons in London whose name was almost as feared as the Devil's, Yuqi De Song, is definetly not a light job. Unless you become her favorite employee, her rewards are priceless.

pairing: Cruella!Yuqi x Designer, Fem! reader

genre: smut

warnings: skinship, sexual intercourse(fingering, 🐱 eating, kissing and licking body), kissing

wc: 1.5k

A/n: I've always wanted to write a cruella fic but now its even better imagining Yuqi as one, enjoyy😚😚

“And what makes you worthy of working for me?” sharp words escaped Yuqi’s mouth, eyeing y/n. After moving to London, Y/n wanted to continue improving and working as a fashion designer. She was aware of her skills enough to apply as a designer in De Song Couture Fashion House. Obviously, knowing what she was getting herself into, she wasn’t afraid of a little challenge.

“I promise you, Mrs. Song, I won’t let you down.” Said Y/n, being sure of her words. Yuqi leaned on her white table, resting her head on her crossed fingers as her critical eyes scanned Y/n’s features. She will surely keep an eye on her for a while. “Welcome to the job.” Was all Yuqi said before giving Y/n a new sketchbook with her signature photo on it.

Yuqi De Song, one of the most successful fashion designers in London. Despite her successful career, she was a really bold person. Oftenly feared for her strictness and seriousness. At first, Y/n looked certainly interesting to her and seeing her passion and confidence in her possibilities for a fashion designer, she couldn’t feel a little admiration for her.

And as Y/n promised, in such a small amount of time she succeeded to fulfill Yuqi’s desired looks for the new collection. Y/n felt like she wasn’t just lucky, it was the fact that she understood what Yuqi wanted. Out of all designers Yuqi had employed, Y/n’s designs stood out the most. And that’s what Yuqi loved. Yuqi loved how obedient you were. The way you listened carefully to her words while giving a command and managing to nail all of it really got to her.

If Yuqi wanted flashy, Y/n would combine bold but eye-catching shimmering patterns in her designs. If Yuqi wanted something luxurious, Y/n would make the most elegant piece of clothing with fine fabrics of subtle colors.

All this time Y/n spent working for Yuqi as her designer, she would lie if she said she didn’t develop a slight crush on her and how oddly attractive she was. What Y/n noticed about Yuqi were her long fingers and sharp eyes. Not to mention her split hair colored black and white. Y/n loved how independent Yuqi was and how she always knew what she was looking for in clothes. It’s something Y/n understood about her.

The longer Y/n worked at De Song Counture Fashion House, the more its success grew. Y/n was Yuqi’s golden ticket to a big fashion success. Like a golden ticket to a front row at a fashion show. She didn’t care about her other employees, when she had her right in front of her. And that’s why she decided to give a little reward to her.

“Mrs. Yuqi De Song on the line. I expect Y/n L/n in my office right now. Don’t keep me waiting. Thank you.”

The whole room echoed with Yuqi’s deep and commanding voice calling out your name. Other designers just gazed at you in jealousy. You put down the small pieces of black fabric on your table and headed upstairs. You thought about the reasons why Yuqi would need you in her office. Not that you complained though.

Standing outside your bosses office you politely knock before entering. Pushing the door open, you were met by the sight of Yuqi’s familiar black and white coat made out of Dalmatian dog’s fur and a pair of those sharp eyes you dearly loved.

“Y/n darling, close the door.” Yuqi gently commanded with a sudden nickname. Your mind rushed like a raging storm, why are you blushing at a silly nickname? Without hesitation you obeyed your bosses words and closed the door before turning to face her again and walking closer to her table.

“Mrs. Song,” your tone was calm and low despite your racing heart at the moment. “You wanted to see me?”

Yuqi's gaze moved on you, her expression being unreadable as she leaned back in her chair. A slight smirk playing at the corner of her lips. "Yes, I did," she replied, her voice being low and husky. "I wanted to congratulate you on your recent successes. Your designs have surpassed my expectations and you’ve made a lot for this fashion house.” She folds her hands. “I believe it's time you get a reward for your hard work. ”

Your eyes widened in response. You would have never expected this sudden praise from a fashion designer like Yuqi, even more of a reward. Before you opened your mouth to speak, Yuqi stood up from her seat and walked up to you, crossing the distance between you and her with a lustful gaze.

Yuqi’s arms snake around your waist and pull you in a rough but passionate kiss. It took you by surprise but you kissed her back. Almost as if you had wanted to do this for a long time ago, almost like you needed it, almost like you wanted more. As you two were kissing, you eventually went out of breath. Yuqi’s half closed eyes gazed back at your lips, craving for more like a hungry animal. Yuqi then started attacking your neck leaving fast and hot kisses on it, lightly biting it.

You noticed Yuqi’s exposed shoulder from which her coat slightly fell off. In response, you slide her arm on her other shoulder, take off her coat and throw it aside. “If it gets dirty I’m making you clean it” Yuqi threatened playfully as her hot breath tickled your neck. "I wouldn't mind getting my hands dirty for you, Mrs. Song.” you respond as your hands find their place on Yuqi’s neck. A low giggle escaped Yuqi’s throat as she kissed your lips.

Even if your height difference wasn’t that big, Yuqi could easily take control. She turned your body to the opposite side and pushed you to her table while still kissing you. You roughly laid on Yuqi’s table as Yuqi left deep kisses on your lips, then on your chin and collarbone.

Looking at your chest she continues to go down. You’re not sure of her actions, but you decide to patiently wait for her next move. Looking up at you, Yuqi slowly starts to unzip your pants and takes them off. Revealing your beautiful legs, Yuqi starts kissing them from your knees, to your inner thighs and stops when she gets close to your panties.

“So wet for me already,” Yuqi said as she slid her fingers under your underwear’s fabric and took it off. Revealing your already wet pussy, she admires it for a second. “Be a good girl like you always were and take off your top” In response, you obey and take off your top as well as your bra exposing your bare chest. Yuqi stands up and kisses your lips once more before tracing kisses down your body again.

She starts sucking your right boob almost like a baby while her hand plays with your left nipple. You let out a slight moan looking up at the white ceiling. After Yuqi was done with your right nipple she moved to suck your left. Your fingers found themselves tangled in Yuqi’s hair as she was sucking your chest. ‘God, she is so good with her tongue’ you thought. Yuqi was finally done with your chest and she continued to leave kisses down your stomach. She was slowing her tempo by every kiss until she finally came to your pussy.

She put light kisses on it, just to get a reaction from you. And she did. “Mrs…please.” you begged. Yuqi just smirked and got down to work. Her tongue was finally on your pussy and you felt like heaven. You sat on the table and rested your right leg on her shoulder as you gripped her hair. Hot moans escaped your mouth every now and then. She was eating you out so passionately with an even faster tempo. To spice things even better, she inserts two of her long and slender fingers into you. You let out a high-pitched gasp while closing your eyes.

Slurp sounds and moans were the only thing heard in the room. But who is there to stop you two? Yuqi was the boss there, and you were her favorite worker. She hit your sweet spots so effortlessly that made you feel like you were seeing stars. “Cum for me darlin’, you’re doing brilliant.” She gives a slight praise before speeding up her fingers as your moans got louder. And as you were on your edge, your cum covered her face, but she licked it all.

You were speechless to even say anything cause if someone told you a week ago your Boss would give you the best orgasm of your life you wouldn’t believe them. Yuqi gently kisses your cheek as she slides her nails on your inner thighs.

“Consider this as your reward,” she whispered in your ear, placing another kiss but on your lips. “And consider me yours.”

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(G)I-DLE reacting to you being an idol !!

⁺. ⊹˚₊ ₊·(੭ · ˕ · )੭‧* pairing gidle ot6 x fem!reader genre fluff warnings mentions of collapsing on stage, wardrobe malfunction, kissing, established relationship

Soyeon 소연

I'm certain she would make 100 songs with you even if you two keep them private

She's just so proud of you😭🫶

Wouldn't mind the dating rumors if they happen but also not that open about your relationship

I feel like she would love you even more because you two would understand each other's work and that sometimes you won't have time to be together as much

You inspire and motivate her to keep going

She's obsessed with your stage presence and her eyes are only focused on you

When you get an award at MAMA awards or on Golden disk awards she immediately stands up and claps at your award cause she knows you deserve it

She's almost more nervous for you before YOUR performance than for her own

Miyeon 미연

Literally a cutie🎀🎀

I think that Miyeon would be open about your relationship, she wouldn't care about the rumors cause if you two love each other that's what matters

Would make 100 tiktoks with you while being shy dancing to your songs

Also really proud of you

She would sing your songs on weverse lives like all the time

Isn't afraid to atleast kiss your cheek when in public

loves to be a co-MC with you

before revealing your relationship she would leave some clues in the photos of her insta acc that she's with you

Minnie 민니

This woman is so in love with you and falls even more when you make her a song

If you ever collapse on stage or have health issues she would be dead worried </3

She tries to make songs in your group style to feel a little closer to you

She would like Soyeon be 50/50 open abt your relationship but nothing too much, she would go more on the private side

always watches your fancams, performances and interviews when she's far away from you

she's your biggest support and loves all of your talents

sees you as someone she can learn a lot from and also someone she can love and support

Soojin 수진

out of all members she would be the least open about your relationship

but even then she always finds time for you and she makes you dance with her

she gets so shy when you two are together with other groups on stage waiting to announce the winner and makes short glances at you

if you ever have wardrobe malfunction on stage she would look calm but on the inside she's actually really worried and also angry at the stylists for giving you that outfit

your voice is so comforting for her and she would listen to you before she falls asleep

she may not be good with words but she would definitely give you the biggest hug and a kiss on cheek after stressing over your performance

loves you smm <33

Yuqi 우기

really open about your relationship and she is not afraid to confront those who complain about idols being in a relationship

NOBODY IS GONNA TOUCH YUQI'S GF 👎👎

She also makes you make 100 songs with her and learn dance trends on tiktok

gets flustered and all red when you have a more of a mature performance

she's literally your other half and you two support each other so much

her members roll their eyes in annoyance everytime she mentions your name because she talks about you like 24/7

Shuhua 슈화

she would give signs about your relationship but not confirm it

loves the fact that she can improve while learning a lot of things from you and also love you like never

Blasts your songs at her dorm late at night

never forgets to encourage you and send you warm words so that you don't feel overwhelmed

she would also talk a lot about you to her other members, mostly to Soyeon and Miyeon

when cameramen show her reaction at your performance, she would always makes a "That's my gf" face cause she's so proud and in love with you

literally the biggest simp for you🤧🤧

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(𝖦)𝖨-𝖣𝖫𝖤 𝖱𝖤𝖠𝖢𝖳𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖳𝖮 "𝖲𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗌𝗒 𝗋𝗇 𝗅𝗂𝗅 𝖻𝗋𝗈."

ς(๑⃙⃘'~'๑⃙⃘) ໒꒱ sypnosis pranking gidle members texting them while acting like another guy pairing ot6 gidle x fem!reader genre smau au, fluff, humor? warnings ???

𝖲𝗈𝗒𝖾𝗈𝗇 - 𝖬𝗂𝗒𝖾𝗈𝗇 - 𝖬𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗂𝖾

𝖲𝗈𝗈𝗃𝗂𝗇 - 𝖸𝗎𝗊𝗂 - 𝖲𝗁𝗎𝗁𝗎𝖺

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This one guys is the exact smut yall should read and write👅👅

FAVORITE PLAYER ★

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chappell is the star player of your school's basketball team. you hate her deeply because of her self-centered attitude. and that's exactly why she likes you. soon, she becomes your favorite player. enemies to lovers, in other words.

w: masturbation, public intimacy (all in all, smut)

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𓆩♡𓆪 A/N 𓆩♡𓆪

insanely proud at this since this was a requested scenario. i had so much fun writing this it's unreal. also, chappell is tall in this bcs her short ass is NOT drilling basketball. oh, and one more thing. some of you people really don't know how to read so i'm going to say it once again. men, boys whatever, stay the fuck away from my page. 𓆩♡𓆪

The gymnasium is packed with students cheering on the home team. Chappell, number 26, is leading the court, shooting three-pointers and scoring points. On the sidelines, you, the media manager, is hurriedly following all the other players with your camera, trying to take the perfect shot for the school's blog.

The game continues, the score close, and the tension in the gymnasium is palpable. The fans are on the edge of their seats, cheering every basket. Both of the teams are giving their all for this game, after all it's a qualifying round. Your camera was pressed to your face the whole time, so much that you didn't even notice Chappell stumbling towards you backwards after landing wrong on her feet following an attempt to score. She collided with you so hard you nearly dropped your precious camera.

''Hey!'' You shout, your voice boiling with anger. You paid money for this camera!

In response to your shout, Chappell holds up her middle finger at you, a cocky grin on her face. Your fist clenches with anger. You hate that arrogant bitch! She's the star player of the team, and she definitely knows it. Her arrogant demeanor and constant gloating about her basketball skills had driven you insane. You couldn't stand how Chappell would constantly flaunt her skills on the court, taunting her opponents and strutting around like she owned this stupid place. The tensions between you two keeps increasing as time passes on. You hate her, and she knows that.

The game was paused for halftime, and the players retreated to their respective benches. You took the opportunity to review the photos you had taken of the game. As you scrolled through the images on the camera, you couldn't help but notice that most of them featured Chappell. Whether it was her making a shot or celebrating after scoring a basket, Chappell was the center of most of your shots. Seriously? Ugh! How did she manage to get into all of your shots!? The photos captured Chappell's attire vividly. She was wearing her team jersey, number 26 prominently displayed on her back. The jersey was fitted, emphasizing her toned arms and muscular build. Her shorts were the team's standard red, and they fell just above her knees, showing off her muscular legs.

Oh, and of course! How could you forget! She wasn't even wearing a ponytail or anything like that! Apparently, she's ''too good'' to follow the rules, in her own words. Her reddish hair was tousled and wild, some of the strands were sticking to her forehead, evidence of the intense game she was playing.

You continued to scroll through the pictures, and one of the pictures caught your eye. The picture captured Chappell in a moment of triumph, holding the ball high above her head after scoring a basket. The shot was perfect, framing her muscular arm, which was taut and flexed due to the motion of the throw.

As you looked at the picture, you couldn't help but notice how powerful and athletic Chappell looked. The veins in her arm were prominent, evidence of her intense workout routine. You found yourself staring at the photo for several seconds, admiring the sheer strength that Chappell exuded.

You quickly snapped out of your trance, realizing that you had been staring at the photo for far too long. "What am I doing?" You muttered to yourself as you put the camera down on the table. You knew if Chappell had caught you staring at the photo, you would never hear the end of it. Chappell was infamous for her arrogance and tendency to boast. She would definitely tease you endlessly if she knew you had been admiring her physique.

The sound of the referee's whistle pierced through the air, signaling that the break was over, and the game was resuming. The players immediately snapped back into action, heading back onto the court. You quickly stood up and grabbed your camera, your thoughts still lingering on the picture of Chappell's muscular arm. You shook your head, trying to dislodge the image from your mind before refocusing on filming the game.

The game was reaching its climax, and the tension in the gymnasium was wild. The score was even, and all eyes were on Chappell as she held the ball in her hands. If she made this last shot, her team would win the game. Everyone was holding their breath, waiting to see if she would make the shot or miss it and lose the game for her team. You gripped your camera, your fingers trembling as you focused the lens on Chappell, trying to capture every moment of the crucial play. Chappell dribbled the ball, her eyes scanning the court, searching for an opening. She was known for her quick decision-making and sharp instincts on the court.

The clock was ticking down, and the opposing team was closing in on her. You, surprisingly, held your breath, your camera pointed at Chappell, ready to capture the moment of truth. Suddenly, Chappell made her move, darting past the defenders and launching the ball towards the hoop.

The ball hit the net with a satisfying swish, and the whole gymnasium erupted in a roar of applause and cheers. Chappell's teammates rushed onto the court, congratulating her and ruffling her hair in celebration. The fans in the bleachers rose to their feet, clapping and stomping their feet, the excitement and tension of the game being released in a wave of applause. You found yourself also clapping, it was your school's team after all, and you couldn't lie to yourself that Chappell was the real reason the team won.

The opposing team was visibly dejected as they slowly made their way to their bench. They knew they had given their all during the game, but in the end, Chappell's shot had proven to be the game-winning play. Their faces were a mix of disappointment and exhaustion, their uniforms stained with sweat from the intense game. A few of them had tears in their eyes, their hearts heavy with the crushing loss.

As Chappell made her way back to her bench, she couldn’t resist the opportunity to taunt the opposing team.

She walked past them with a swagger in her step and shouted, ''Maybe you shouldn’t have let me score that last shot, huh?'' You watched from your table, rolling your eyes at her behavior again. The other team's captain, clearly frustrated and riled up by Chappell's taunting, shot to her feet in a defiant manner. She clenched her fists and took a few steps towards Chappell, her eyes blazing with anger.

''Shut the fuck up already!'' she growled, her voice filled with annoyance. Chappell's smirk widened as she turned to face the opposing team's captain. She stood tall, her arms crossed and her expression condescending.

''Aw, did I hit a nerve? Can't handle a little bit of friendly banter, captain?'' Chappell drawled, her voice dripping with insolence.

The opposing team's captain was held back by her teammates, preventing her from launching herself at Chappell and landing a punch. Chappell watched with a smirk, knowing full well that she was the school's favorite now.

''Oh, come on! Can't even take a harmless jab?'' Chappell teased, her confidence and arrogance on full display.

''Fuck you… FUCK YOU CHAPPELL ROAN!'' The teammates held back the captain, escorting her out of the gymnasium as she kept shouting at Chappell.

Chappell looked around in pride, her gaze landed on you. You were holding your camera, the lens pointed directly towards her. A wide grin spread across Chappell's face as she realized that you might have captured the entire interaction between her and the opposing team's captain. She jogged towards you, a smile plastered on her face.

"Hey! Did you get that on camera?'' She asked, her voice full of confidence. You looked up at Chappell and nodded. "Yeah, I got it," you replied, voice steady despite the closeness of Chappell. "The whole thing." Chappell's smirk widened into a cocky grin as she heard your response. She leaned a little closer to you, her eyes fixed on the camera.

"Can I see it?" she asked, her voice laced with a touch of demand. For some reason you agreed. You seemed to have forgotten that you hate her with your whole body and soul. ''Yeah, sure.'' You nodded and Chappell leaned in, bending down to reach the level of your camera, her head almost resting on your shoulder as you flipped through the photos, searching for the one she wanted to see. You frantically flipped through the photos, trying to find the shot you took earlier. You could literally feel her confidence went over the roof as she saw how many photos you took of her. You tried to remain focused on finding the picture, but Chappell's closeness to you flustered you. It seemed like every time you flipped a picture and it was a picture of her, she would lean closer into you.

You finally found the picture. The shot perfectly captured her flexing her arm, veins prominent, with the opposing team’s captain lunging towards her. Chappell let out a low whistle as she looked at the photo. ''Damn, that’s a good shot. I look badass. Could you post that on the blog?'' You paused for a moment, considering the request. It wasn’t your part of the job but the principal's to choose which picture you would post, however Chappell’s charm made it difficult to say no. ''Sure… I guess I could.'' You replied, setting the camera down on the nearby table.

Chappell’s face lit up with satisfaction, her ego inflated further. ''Great! Thanks a lot. You’ll make sure to tag me, right?'' She winked at you after the last sentence and went to reunite with her team who was still celebrating on the benches. You found yourself blushing after the unexpected gesture, taking your camera with you and leaving the gymnasium.

You talked with the principal and he gave you a green light for the pictures and you were set to go home and make the post on the school's blog page. You drove home, your mind filled with thoughts about the game and the photos you had taken. As you pulled into the driveway, you couldn’t shake off the image of Chappell’s smug grin as she had leaned in to look at the photos on your camera. It was a side of Chappell you had witnessed countless times, but today it seemed different. Sure, she was annoying, but there was a new feeling that found its way towards you. You didn't know what it was exactly, that feeling, but you liked it.

You liked it so much that you locked your bedroom door and slid off your pajama pants. Spreading your legs on your bed, your hand ran up your inner thigh. You felt yourself getting wet already. You closed your eyes and pictured none other than Chappell, remembering her pretty face. You imagined her walking up to you and pulling you close, her strong arms wrapping around you as she looked into your eyes with desire. Her hands would caress your back, slowly moving down to your bottom. You could almost feel the heat of her touch on your skin. You began touching yourself more insistently as you pictured her kissing you passionately, her tongue caressing yours and her hands roaming your body.

You imagined her unbuttoning her shirt as she lowered you to your bed, her body pinning you down as she kissed a trail down your neck to your heaving chest. Even though you hate her with a burning passion, you want her so bad. She was everything you ever imagined in someone. You quickened your pace, moaning softly. You thought about Chappell, you two lying in bed together, tangled up in each other's arms as she kissed you with intense desire. You could feel her breath on your skin, her soft hair brushing your face. You pictured her hands caressing your stomach and hips, driving you over the edge. Your fingers worked fast as you climaxed, trembling with ecstasy. You let out a sigh of relief, your arms falling flat to your sides.

You don't remember falling asleep, but you remember waking up without your pajama pants. You were grateful your mother didn't enter the room to wake you up. You rubbed the sleep out of your eyes and slowly got up, putting your pants back on and going into the bathroom to do your usual morning routine. After you finished, you posted the photos to the school's official blog page and packed your bags for another school day. Waiting for your quick morning coffee to brew you found yourself scrolling through Chappell's Instagram page. You were not surprised at the fact that all the photos were just of her, either flexing her arms or practicing hoops. Damn, she looks good and she knows that.

You arrived at school, your camera bag slung over your shoulder. The hallway was filled with students and teachers making their way towards their upcoming class. As you made your way through the corridors, you could hear snippets of conversations about the game from the previous day, Chappell’s name often mentioned with awe and respect. You smiled to yourself, the blog you made surely caught everyone's eye.

You were busy organizing your belongings in your locker when you heard a familiar voice behind you.

“Hey there, photographer.” Chappell’s voice carried a hint of smugness, as she leaned against the lockers.

You closed your locker and turned around to face Chappell, trying to ignore the slight butterflies in your stomach that you started to feel around the new basketball star. ''Hey…'' You replied back. Sure, you were taken aback by the fact that she's actually talking to you, considering you two had a dislike for each other. Chappell had a cocky grin on her face, looking you up and down, her gaze lingering for a moment before speaking.

''You free after school today?'' Her voice was causal yet so confident.

You tried to keep your emotions in check, but on the inside you felt a flutter of excitement. Chappell, the most popular girl in school, is asking you out? You managed to keep a neutral expression on your face and nodded in response. ''Yeah, I'm free.'' Chappell's grin widened as you agreed to her request. She pushed herself away from the lockers and stood up straight, her confidence radiating off her. ''Perfect. Meet you outside after school.''

You nodded, your heart racing with excitement. Chappell smiled at you, satisfied with your response. ''See you there, then.'' She said with a wink and walked off down the hallway, leaving you standing, internally panicking.

You found yourself counting down the minutes until school ended, your mind preoccupied with thoughts of Chappell and the meeting after school. The day seemed to pass by in a blur of classes and hallway conversations. Every time the bell rang, signaling the end of a period, you felt a small rush of anxiety as you neared your ''date'' with Chappell.

With the final bell of the day ringing, you felt your heart pounding in your chest as you packed up your belongings and left the classroom.

You made your way out of the building and spotted Chappell leaning against the wall near the gym entrance. You made eye contact and Chappell smiled, pushing herself off the wall and walked up to you. ''Hey. Ready to have some fun?'' You nodded and before you know it, you're in the passanger seat of her car, admiring her hands as she drove to a local pub.

You arrived and Chappell parked the car in the pub's lot and turned off the engine. She glanced over at you, a hint of anticipation in her eyes. ''We're here!'' She announced before getting out of the car and surprisingly opened the car door for you.

You enter the pub and both find a place to sit. You order a humble glass of juice and Chappell orders a cold beer. The contrast is apparent. Chappell raises an eyebrow as the server leaves to fill your orders. "Just a juice, huh?" She teases, a smirk playing on her lips. You shrugged, a small flush of redness spreading across your cheeks at Chappell's teasing remark. ''I'm not a big drinker…'' You replied nervously, fearing that she'll like you less because of that. ''Ah! Thought so. A pretty girl like you shouldn't get into that stuff.''

What? She just called you pretty? No way. Your eyes widen at the sudden flirt, making you blush even more. ''Aw. Look at you! All red and stuff. So cute!'' She mocked you and you laughed, hitting her arm playfully. ''Shut up! You're such a playboy, oh my god!'' ''Playboy? Ha! I don't think so.''

The tension was broken by the server delivering your orders. Chappell takes a long sip of her beer while you gingerly sip your juice, your eyes watching Chappell with a mixture of nerves and curiosity. She lowered her beer with a satisfied sigh, putting it down on the table. She smirks at you. Oh no. It's coming. A teasing comment.

''Your drink looks like something I'd give to my little cousin.'' She snickers and you roll your eyes with a sigh, hitting her again. ''Asshole!''

As the night wore on, Chappell and you were getting lost in conversation, talking about everything from school gossip to favorite movies. The pub had gotten much quieter as people were starting to leave, but neither of you noticed, fully engrossed in each other’s company. During one particularly funny story that Chappell was telling, you couldn’t help but burst into a fit of laughter. The tears streaming down your face made your mascara run, leaving dark smudges under your eyes.

You got up, laughing as you and Chappell headed into the bathroom to fix your makeup. Chappell leaned against the wall, watching as you fumbled for your makeup bag, trying to fix your ruined mascara. Your gaze was fixated on her reflection in the mirror, looking at her and her toned arms. You finished fixing your mascara, and you set it down on the sink. Something took over you then. You turned around and walked up to Chappell. She looked down at you, a curious smile on her face. ''W-…'' She didn't even get to finish the sentence as you pulled her into a fierce kiss, leaning against her body as you pushed yourself into her. She was surprised at the sudden move, but quickly caught on and returned the kiss, seeming even more eager than you are. Her arms wrapped around your waist, the strength of her grip indicated that she's been waiting for this for a long time.

You tried to be the dominant one, but Chappell lifted you up, walking into a stall. She locked the door behind you and pressed you up against the wall, leaning into your body as your tongues danced. Her hands roamed your body and her grip on you was starting to become stronger with each second. Her kisses moved down from your lips to your neck, leaving red marks on it that you'll have to cover up later with makeup. She was holding you so tight as if she was trying to brand you as hers. Exactly what you wanted. You had the star basketball player wrapped around your finger.

You ran your fingers through her hair, pulling her closer as her lips moved lower, kissing their way down to your hips. She unbuttoned your pants, sliding them down along with your underwear. Chappell knelt down, her lips brushing against the sensitive skin of your inner thighs as she looked up at you with such desire in her eyes. You gasped as her warm breath tickled your most sensitive area, your heart racing. She took you into her mouth, her tongue circling around you as she brought you closer and closer to the edge. Your moaning was so loud you prayed that no one enters the bathroom now. Your hands tightened in her hair, your breathing becoming ragged as waves of pleasure washed over you. Your legs began to tremble as you neared your climax, your mascara ruined once again by a rain of tears you let out due to the pleasure you were feeling. With a final flick of her tongue, you cried out in ecstasy as your body shuddered with release.

As you caught your breath, Chappell stood up, pressing her body against yours once more. She kissed you deeply, making you taste yourself. You rested your head against her shoulder, coming down from your high and collecting your thoughts. You just lost your virginity to the most popular girl in your school. You left the bathroom stall and fixed your mascara again with Chappell hugging you from behind, looking at your reflection in the mirror.

You walked out of the pub, hand in hand as she drove you home. You shared a goodnight kiss and parted your ways.

You thought things like this only happen in movies and you only read about enemies to lovers online. Now you experienced it and you couldn't be more happier as you wore her jersey and cheered from the bleachers, looking proudly at your girlfriend drilling the opposing team. She was always your favorite player, indeed.

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Æ𝖲𝖯𝖠 𝖨𝖭𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖦𝖱𝖠𝖬 𝖲𝖳𝖮𝖱𝖨𝖤���

maknæ line(winter, ningning)

𝖪𝗂𝗆 𝖬𝗂𝗇𝗃𝖾𝗈𝗇𝗀

𝖭𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖸𝗂𝗓𝗁𝗎𝗈

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First Dance.

sypnosis: your first wedding dance with Minnie. pairing: wife!Minnie x wife!fem!reader genre: fluff, marriage celebration warnings: established relationship, marriage, kisses, dancing, mentions of alcohol word count: 1k

A/n: AHHH I was at a wedding recently and I was reminded of these Minnie in a bride dress pics like she's so gorg. LEMME JUST CLEAR SOMETHING UP: I did not mean to disrespect her thai nationality as in I really don't know how thai weddings work so I wrote it like weddings in my country so please have understanding that this doesn't have to be real. now enjoy readingg^^

“And now !! Let’s let our newlyweds finally dance their first dance!!”

Yuqi announced to the guests as you brought Minnie closer to you, grabbing her waist as she grabbed your shoulder. This was the night of your— no, yours and Nicha’s life, your lifelong love that you promised to just her on this day.  At least more than 150 people came to your wedding, family, friends, acquaintances, other idols and guests, because no matter how long they knew you or Minnie, they came to support your lovable marriage. Soft music started playing and you started your first dance, the song being written by Minnie itself, Dahlia. It was a surprise from the members of (G)I-DLE, a surprise made for just the two of you. 

“너무 아름다, 그저 널 눈으로 바라만 봐도 반하네” 

You swayed with Minnie so gracefully, being lost in her dark round eyes. She looked at you like you were made out of sugar, like you were the most fragile thing on this earth, she loved you so deeply. “You’re so gorgeous today.” you complimented as you checked out her whole figure. The dress she was wearing was sleeveless with a high neckline and also a bridal veil on her head which was out of sheer and see through lace fabric. 

“스쳐 지나가도 달콤한 향기에 더 빠져버리도록 so fascinated”

“You look amazing as well, my wife.” She cheeks out a cute smile on her lips, calling you a nickname she will call you everyday from now on. Wake you up with the sound of her calling you her wife, anywhere she goes she’ll call you those 2 simple words that would make your heart beat in an instant. When you think about it, if someone told you 10 years ago you would end up marrying her you would say they’re joking, but it’s just as real as that. 

“화려함 속에 가려진 활짝 핀 미소 뒤에 감춰둔 네 모습은 보이는 것처럼 예쁠까?”

While enjoying each other’s presence, you twirled Minnie around as the low-lying fog became so thick it covered both of your feet, while the sparkling lights in various light colors lit just you and Minnie. Those were the effects that made your first dance even more magical. You could hear the cheering of your guests or see them record your dance, but that didn’t matter right now. As it was Minnie’s turn to twirl you around, you spinned as you took Minnie’s hand tightly, confusing her for a second.

“믿지 마요, dahlia, 위험해요, darling 나 혼자 간직한 채로 널 보고 싶어”

Right before the first chorus, you spun Minnie around again and gently brought her closer with your hand on her back for support. In a smooth motion, you dipped her backward and leaned in to steal an unexpected kiss, the crowd cheering in excitement at your sly move. As you pulled out from the kiss you gently lifted her up once more to continue the dance. 

“My love is dahlia, our love is dahlia, oh-oh”

“Where did that come from?!” Minnie exclaimed shockingly, clearly flustered from the sudden kiss. Her grip on your shoulder tightens. With a cheeky smile you get an answer to her question, “From my heart, love.” in response Minnie just playfully rolled her eyes as she placed her forehead on your shoulder. Swaying in a hug-like position, the song continued to play. 

“너란 꽃에 취해 버린 내게 No matter what they say, I'll choose to love you anyway, oh-oh”

“'Cause you're my dahlia” Minnie hummed the lyrics in your ear with the song, making you smile widely, while a pinky soft blush creeped onto your cheeks. “I love you, Y/n, so much.” She whispered once more, “I love you too Min.” responding, you took her hand again and twirled her, making her dress spin gracefully.

As the song went on, you and Minnie’s dance felt like eternity. Eternity that opened the doors to your lifelong marriage and new experiences both of you will go through. With Minnie, you were never afraid, ‘cause even if the days were sorrowful, she always stayed with you. Minnie always thought of you as her soulmate and she knew it the day she met you. When the song reached its final notes, you both slowed your movements, cherishing the last moments of your first dance as a married couple. The guests' applause echoed around you, but your focus remained only on her.

Pulling Minnie closer to you, you whispered in her ear. “You don’t know how happy I am right now.”

Minnie smiled, her eyes shimmering with tears of joy. “I can't wait to spend every moment with you, Y/n.” Hand in hand, you walked off the dance floor, greeted by the warm embraces and congratulations of your friends and family.

The rest of the evening was filled with laughter, heartfelt speeches, and joyful celebrations. Her members were the wildest the earth has ever seen, it almost felt like it was them getting married and not you and Minnie. They couldn’t help themselves to get lost in the alcohol, especially Shuhua and Yuqi who literally stole the dance floor while becoming drunk. Also how Miyeon made sure everyone had a great time, exchanging small chats while moving from group to group. Soyeon who literally kicked out the arranged DJ just so that she can play better songs for the night and Soojin who got touchy while dancing with Shuhua on the dance floor. 

The whole night was just—perfect.

Despite the loud music and celebrations, you and Minnie found moments to steal away together. Each time you looked at her, it felt like time stood still, the chaos around you faded into a blurred background and the way she smiled at you, her eyes filled with pure joy, was all the reassurance you needed that this night was as perfect for her as it was for you. While dancing together once again, you looked deeply into her eyes, “I’ll love you till the day that I die, Min.” Your famous nickname for her slipped of your lips as you bought your hand up to your face and kissed her knuckles. “And I’ll let you love me like I love you, love.” she also exhaled out, mesmerized by your beauty, she kissed your cheek while swaying with you. “Till the day that I die, I’m forever yours, Y/n”

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Æ𝖲𝖯𝖠 𝖨𝖭𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖦𝖱𝖠𝖬 𝖲𝖳𝖮𝖱𝖨𝖤𝖲

unnie line(Karina and Giselle)

𝖸𝗎 𝖩𝗂𝗆𝗂𝗇

𝖠𝖾𝗋𝗂 𝖴𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗀𝖺

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Me core

2024 mood: lesbian

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Sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ !! - (G)I-DLE series

sypnosis: in the small town of Woodsboro, countless killings have been happening once again. Once two of the best friends of a small group of friends, Seo Soojin and Cho Miyeon, become one of the victims, it's up to the rest of them to find out who is really innocent and who is the one behind the Ghostface's mask.

Au's: Scream!non-idol! au, gidle ot6+reader

pairing: ghostface!Minnie x ghostface!fem!reader

genre: thriller, slasher, horror

warnings: mentions of blood, cursing, killing, yn is kinds mean since shes the killer with Minnie, mentions of alcohol, kissing and making out, partners in crime shi

A/n: I'm so excited to share this series I'm preparing for you guys and lemme just mention that I'm doing this with my dear writer friend @gothicallybright, she's a great writer and please check out her tiktok account septembereight2022

Episodes:

Episode 1: Do you know the rules?

Episode 2: Who to trust?

Episode 3: Fatal Kiss

Episode 4: Fright Night

Episode 5: Last Dance

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…_〆(゜▽゜*) ⠀⠀⠀⠀Wait for your love.

synosis: Minnie was always a better option than your ex anyway trope: best friends to lovers pairing: Minnie x fem!reader genre: fluff warnings: reader crying, kissing word count: 957

A/n: these days I'm getting so many ideas that I dont know which one should I write first. This one inspired me by Ariana's new album Eternal Sunshine with a nice bff to lovers with Minnie. Enjoyy ^^

[10.23pm]

It was a calm and peaceful night. Slight fresh breeze washing through the city’s streets. The moon shone higher and higher as most of the citizens were already ready to finish their day and go to sleep. Minnie just got back from work feeling exhausted.

The preparations for the group’s new comeback were going excellently, but she would lie if she said it wasn’t tiring. She walked up the stairs of her dorm until she got a bunch of loud notifications. She sighed and took her phone to check who was spamming her. A slight smile played at the corner of her lips after she saw it was from you, her crush.

From far as Minnie knew, she has always had a crush on you. Ever since she met you it’s like you brought colors in her world. She could really be her true self when she was with you and she loved you dearly for that. But she was too afraid of ruining your friendship if she ever confessed, she was your best friend, and she won’t let anyone change that.

Well, despite her fear of ruining the relationship you have, there was one more problem that was stopping her, your boyfriend.

Ever since you got in a relationship with him about 5 months ago, Minnie kind of distanced herself from you. Of course she was there and you two sometimes hung out but not as much as Minnie wanted. She was jealous of course but what could she do? She wanted you to be happy even if it means that you’re happy with someone else.

But as soon as she saw what made you text her a million messages her smile dropped from her face.

[10.45pm]

Soft tears escaped your eyes while you hugged Minnie, resting your forehead against her shoulder as she held your upper arms. “I hate him for doing this to me, Minnie. I knew this would happen. I knew he would eventually leave me.” Wiping your eyes you looked at your worried best friend.

Minnie’s heart sank at the thought of you suffering for someone who wasn't even good for you, but even if she hated him for breaking up with you(over literal text), she was still here, comforting you. She wiped the tear that slipped on your cheek and looked deep at you with her almond eyes.

“You didn’t do anything wrong Y/n. He is a coward for breaking up with you and not even daring to face you. I’m so angry at him for making you feel like this, you deserve someone better.” She held your cheek as she calmed you down with her words.

You leaned into Minnie's embrace, seeking comfort in her warmth. She knew she couldn't erase the pain you were feeling, but she could damn well try to make you feel better. “I’m tired of waiting for the better. Maybe there’s no one better for me. Who would love someone so dumb and naive like me, Min?"

With low faith your words slipped out of your mouth. Minnie’s heart ached at your doubting words, she finally had enough. She held you tighter as you sank into her embrace. “Don’t say it like that. Don’t ever doubt your worth just because a fool of a man left you. He couldn’t see what was right in front of him—a beautiful soul, full of love, you deserve so much more than what he could give to you.”

After hearing those words, a spark of hope flickered in your heart. You held Minnie's arms as you let go of her embrace and moved to face her. Minnie’s words surely didn’t sound unmeaningful to you. "Minnie," you whispered, your voice trembling with emotion, "thank you. Thank you for being here for me, for believing in me when I couldn't believe in myself." in response, Minnie’s eyes softened at your thanks to her. “Always Y/n,” she smiled as she held your hand. “I’ll always be there for you.”

In that quiet moment, Minnie couldn’t control herself. She was briefly lost in your pretty eyes. It all happened in a second and she closed the gap between you and her, placing a heartfelt kiss on your lips. A gasp escaped your mouth as you pulled back, your eyes widened in shock at the unexpected kiss. Minnie's own eyes widened in surprise, her cheeks flushing with a delicate pink blush as she realized what she just did.

"I-I'm sorry, Y/n," Minnie stuttered out, her voice shaking in nervousness, her hand immediately pulling away from yours. "I didn't mean to–” But before she could finish her sentence, you reached out, gently cupping Minnie's cheek and kissing her back. Maybe, just maybe, this was something you wanted to do a couple of times already. As you held Minnie’s cheek, she gently brushed her hand over yours. You pulled back, looking at her confused eyes as you let out a slight chuckle. “It’s okay, Min. I know you did mean to do this.” You whispered as Minnie’s flushed cheeks got even redder.

“Y/n I…” Minnie started still looking at your eyes with a shocked look. “I want to be someone more than your best friend to you.” She whispered out as your eyes scanned her features. In response, you just smiled. “You were always someone more than my best friend Minnie, I was just so blind to see that.” You confessed pulling her into a big hug.

That night Minnie was happier than ever. She will surely prove to you that she is a better option for you, of course she will. She has always been the better one for you and she’s happy you finally realized that.

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Could you please do 18,28 and 40 with Miyeon where she gives the reader her notes? 🫶

Distraction

sypnosis Miyeon scolding you for not paying attention to class but still gives you her notes genre fluff warnings established relationship scenario no. 18 the one giving the other their notes cause they didn't follow the lesson dialogues no. 28 "What's on your mind?" "You." and no. 40 "Stop looking at me and follow the lesson." "I like this lesson better." word count 0.5k

A/n: this was so cutee to make, ty for requestingg !! Enjoy readingg^^

It was the middle of the school day and the air was fresh. The sun was shining but it was still a little cold because of the morning shift. Lunch had passed just 10 minutes ago yet you just couldn’t concentrate on the boring history lesson your teacher was babbling about. Especially when your pretty cute classmate, who’s also your lover, was sitting right next to you.

Miyeon holds the title of the beauty of the school, but she was still kind of a nerd. Despite having a huge reputation, she still wanted to do good in her studies. As you laid your head on the desk, you turned your head towards Miyeon’s direction. Despite your vision being horizontal, you could not stop taking glances at her. For you, this view was much better than taking notes of the lesson. Soon after, Miyeon lowered her head but still held her concentrated gaze on the blackboard and softly whispered.

“Stop looking at me and follow the lesson.” Her voice was so calm yet she still sounded like she was scolding you. Then, swiftly she raises her head and continues to write in her notebook. You blink two or three times at what she just said as a slight smirk creeped on your lips. “I like this lesson better.” Miyeon stops in her trance and eyes you, her expression was awkward but you couldn’t not notice the small blush on her soft cheeks at your words.

As the class dragged on, you found it harder and harder to focus, your mind drifting back to Miyeon. Just when you thought you couldn’t handle the boredom anymore, the bell rang, signaling the end of the period. Students started packing their bags, and the teacher reminded everyone about the homework assignment due tomorrow. You sighed, not looking forward to the homework. Until then, you felt a gentle tap on your shoulder. You turned to see Miyeon holding out her notebook to you, her eyes sparkling with kindness.

“Here, take my notes,” she spoke softly. “I know you weren’t paying attention.” Your eyes widened in surprise. “O-oh Are you sure?” I take the notebook “Thank you.” She nodded, her cheeks still slightly pink. “Yes, just make sure you actually look at them. I don’t want you to fall behind.” She smiled, her smile was a beautiful, genuine smile that made your heart skip a beat. “Just promise me you’ll try to focus next time.” she teased, poking your arm lightly.

As you walked out of the classroom together, Miyeon glanced at you, her expression curious. “What’s on your mind? You seemed distracted today.” she asked. You looked at her, feeling the warmth of her presence next to you. “You,” you admitted softly. Miyeon’s blush deepened, and she laughed lightly. “You’re impossible.” she said, shaking her head, but her smile was brighter than ever. You chuckled, feeling a warm rush of affection for her.

“I promise I’ll try to be focused. But only if you sit next to me in the next class too.” Miyeon rolled her eyes playfully but didn’t argue. Instead, she nods at your words. As the two of you walk to your next class, you feel lucky to have someone like her. Even when you were distracted, she still had your back to make you catch up with the lessons and make those boeing classes bearable.