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alcoholfreenayeon · 3 months ago

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G!p Dachaetzu x 10th twice member reader smut pls

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CW: G!p DaChaeTzu x Reader, Caring Dahyun, Competitive Chaeyoung, Jealous Tzuyu, Smut, NSFW, slight fluff, creampie, breeding, somewhat hardcore, oral

A/N: sorry this took longer than expected and I hope it was worth🙂‍↕️. Also Tzuyu solo!

“UGH BUT WHY!”, you protest, looking at your your youngest Unnies with a pout. “You three always bully me.”

Tzuyu smirks, “It’s because you always act extra bratty towards us.”

“Only because you try to treat me like I’m the baby.”, you complain, keeping your pout.

“But you are”, Chaeyoung giggles triumphantly.

“No, the four of us are.”, you say quietly folding your arms and glaring up at them defiantly.

Dahyun sighs, trying not to smile, “Come on, don’t joke around. Tell us already.”

“No.”, you say adamantly.

The three of them exchange glances with one another before suddenly cornering you. “What are you three-”, you begin but Chaeyoung shushes you with a finger on your lip.

“No more talking from you until we say so.”, Chaeyoung says firmly.

You grit your teeth and glare but keep quiet, trying to act casual.

“Now just admit it.”, Tzuyu says with a smirk.

“Yes just get it over with already.”, Dahyun agrees.

“No! I don’t know what you all are talking about!”, you squeal.

Chaeyoung sighs, “Fine, I’ll tell you then if you are not going to admit it but you are going to be punished for making me do it and not confessing.”

“No! I have nothing to confess! Why am I getting punished for no reason!”, you try to push past them but they don’t budge, in fact Tzuyu grabs your wrist and Dahyun the other one to keep you in place while Chaeyoung smirks at you.

“You like being told what to do don’t you…”, Chaeyoung says softly, her index finger poking against your chin.

You feel your cheeks heat up at that, “What-no! It’s not…it’s nothing like that!”

“Mm…is that so Chaeyoungie”, Dahyun says grinning, giving your wrist a little squeeze before tracing a finger by your cheek.

“It’s true”, Tzuyu says assuredly, “I have seen her get flustered when the Unnies get strict with her.”

“No that was…”, you try to argue but fail to find any convincing reply and in fact begin to feel quite helpless under their mercy.

“So are you going to get flustered….if we order you around too?”, Chaeyoung asks, smirking and leaning in close, almost kissing you.

“You better be”, Tzuyu says authoritatively, her finger tracing your neck, “I wanna see you be helpless for me.

You gasp softly from their touches, feeling your body begin to heat up slowly. “But that’s…this is…we shouldn’t….ah…”, you stop when Dahyun turns your head and begins to kiss you lovingly, you feel yourself melt into the kiss, your face heating up as Dahyun takes control. Just as you begin to kiss her back, Dahyun pulls away, smirking.

“You see. It’s not bad right. We can take care of you too. You’ll really like it I’m sure.”, Tzuyu comments, her hands running down your back making you shiver slightly.

You turn to look at her, biting your bottom lip nervously and Tzuyu smiles, brushing some hair off your face before leaning in slowly and begins to kiss you and you kiss her right back, feeling your face heat up but right now you don’t care much about that. A few moments later the two of you pull away and you look at her shyly while Tzuyu grins,“Good girl.”

“Now….”, Chaeyoung begins, pulling you closer, her hands on your hips, giving a quick squeeze before she begins to pull you towards the sofa. She pushes you down on it and gets on her knees, her hands on your thighs as she looks up to you, “let us take care of you…”

You swallow nervously, looking down at Chaeyoung, your legs squirming against each other. Dahyun sits next to you, her fingers interlocking with yours, “Just relax”, she says with a smile and wink. You take a deep breath and nod.

Chaeyoung grins and begins to take off your shorts before smirking as she sees your panties. Your face flushes, “What.”, you demand.

“Nothing, it’s cute”, she replies before beginning to kiss your thighs loudly. Moving inwards slowly as her kisses get longer. Meanwhile Dahyun lovingly makes out with you, using one hand to hold yours while using the other to explore your body slowly. You feel yourself blush hard into the kiss. Okay. It was time to admit it, you may have had a tiny crush on Dahyun once. She was always so kind and supportive to you. You couldn’t help it. She was also so charismatic and funny. Your thoughts get interrupted when you softly moan into the kiss as you feel Chaeyoung suck on your inner thighs while gently tracing your pussy through your panties.

You shiver slightly and try to focus on Dahyun’s lips, grabbing her face softly. Chaeyoung continues to tease you frustratingly, leaving marks on your legs while softly rubbing you through your panties, watching you get soaked and drench your underwear in your juices. You sigh shakily, pulling away from Dahyun, “Chae…chaeyoung please…”.

You squeal when you feel her slap your thighs before she pokes a finger to feel your clit through the fabric, “Who are calling Chaeyoung. I am your unnie.”

You gasp at her touch as she starts to trace circles softly sending shivers down your spine while she digs her nails into your left leg, “But I’ve always called you-ah!”. Another slap on your thigh. “Why!”, you moan out.

“Because”, Chaeyoung begins, her fingers starting to caress your leg softly while she slips her finger in your panties, coating her finger in your juices as she rubs your pussy in a circular motion. “I am older than you and because clearly you like it.”

You feel your face go red yet again, “what no! That’s…yeah you are older but….its not”, your voice getting more and more quiet as Chaeyoung looks up at you, daring you to challenge her, “it’s not true…unnie”, you say feeling embarrassed but turned on at the same time.

Chaeyoung smirks, “Good.”. She then begins to take off your panties as well leaving your lower half completely naked. You try to distract yourself by leaning in to kiss Dahyun again but she stops you and begins to take off your top. Now you are completely naked, you cover your breasts with your arms but that only makes Dahyun giggle. “You are so cute”, she chuckles before leaning and kissing your forehead, she then slowly moves your arms away and admires the view.

Meanwhile Chaeyoung slowly makes her way to your pussy, kissing and teasing you all the way, it feels almost torturous. Finally after what seems like eternity she gives a soft kiss your lower lips causing you to sigh before she begins to slowly eat you out. Licking your pussy once bottom to top and then top to bottom slowly. She then begins to lick you properly but slowly as if she’s taking in your taste first, building an appetite for it. She starts to lap up your juices faster after a few moments but deliberately avoids your clit, eating you out skillfully. Your breathing becomes heavier as you gasp and try to grip the sofa but your hand keeps slipping.

Dahyun giggles at your reaction, taking both of your hands and holding them as she turns your head and begins to kiss you sloppily. She gives your palm a soft squeeze as she makes out with you, loving it as you moan into the kisses.

Chaeyoung continues to explore your pussy with her tongue, flicking it all over before finally pushing it inside causing your arch and gasp. She greedily laps up your juices, slurping and licking nosily from how wet you were at this point. All of a sudden she begin to use her thumb on your clit, stimulating it in circular motions.

You squeeze Dahyun’s hands tightly as wrap your legs around Chaeyoung’s head suddenly as you feel really close to cumming. You feel your breaths quicken and you couldn’t think clearly anymore. You moan out loudly, gritting your teeth as you feel the pleasure building up. You begin to pant and scream as you cum, all the built up tension and pleasure being let out at once. Your entire body jolts as the pleasure overtakes you. It takes a few moments for you to regain your senses, you keep panting as you glance at Dahyun who looks at you with a smile and Chaeyoung who smirks as she wipes her mouth with two fingers before licking them cleaning.

“That…that was so good”, you manage in between pants. “I didn’t know I could cum that hard…”, you glance at Chaeyoung shyly, “unnie…”

Chaeyoung grins as she stands, “don’t worry, this is just the beginning y/n…in fact I have barely started-ah!”, she winces as she’s pushed aside by Tzuyu.

Tzuyu glares at you, her jaw clenching, “It’s my turn now. You both had your fun with her already. She’s mine now.”, she declared, putting a hand on your shoulder possessively.

“Eh? But I’ve barely even-”, Chaeyoung started to protest.

“I don’t care. My turn now.”, Tzuyu snaps.

Dahyun covers her mouth while trying not to smile as she knows the reason for Tzuyu’s erratic behavior. Chaeyoung on the other hand seems puzzled but is willing to let you go to Tzuyu.

“Fine…your turn now…”, Chaeyoung shrugs, sticking out her tongue at Tzuyu who only rolls her eyes.

Tzuyu then grabs you by your wrist and begins to lead you away. “Where are we…”, you ask.

“To my room.”, Tzuyu says plainly.

“What was up with her?”, Chaeyoung asks Dahyun who giggles.

“I’m surprised you didn’t notice but Tzuyu had a huge crush on Y/N for a while, it passed but she still feels really jealous and possessive of her.”, Dahyun explained with a chuckle and Chaeyoung grinned mischievously, “How selfish of her to not want to share.”

You run out of breath as Tzuyu kisses you deeply and longingly, her hands holding your face gently but firmly. She pulls away, panting looking at you, “Y/N….I want you so bad….”.

Your face flushes as you understand what Tzuyu is implying, did she really want to…? “Tzuyu…”, you begin, as you put your hand on her thigh and then gasp sharply, that couldn’t be..?

“You are making me this horny..”, She replies sheepishly.

You purse your lip and try to clear your mind but all you could think about was how much Tzuyu wanted you and how horny you were feeling….,“Fine let’s do it.”, you say as a matter of factly, pulling your self over onto the center of the bed and laying on your back.

Tzuyu bites her lips as she looks at you before slowly starting to undress. She takes off her shirt revealing her breasts and abs which you can’t help but stare at. She then slowly begins to take off her pants and you finally see her cock. You stare at it in disbelief.

“Will that even fit?”, you ask nervously.

Tzuyu smirks, “only one way to find out”, she says as she gets closer to you, spreading your legs wide and taking a deep breath as she lines up her cock making you tremble as you feel her poke your entrance.

You take a couple deep breaths and gasp when you feel her begin to push her cock in, throwing your head back and gripping the bedsheets tightly as you feel your walls get stretched. “Oh..oh god….”, you moan out as Tzuyu keeps pushing in deeper and deeper, you can feel her cock throb and twitch with need in you now. She then begins to slowly thrust, sighing from your warmth.

“You are so tight”, Tzuyu moans out as she thrusts a bit harder, her hands on your shoulders, gripping them tightly as she finds her rhythm. You can’t speak, the sheer size of her is already blowing your mind but the way she also knows how to use her cock is just leaving you in unimaginable pleasure as Tzuyu manages to hit your sweet spot each thrust. The two of look into each other’s eyes, panting hard as you both lose yourselves into the primal desires. Tzuyu begins to thrust harder, faster and deeper as she lifts up your legs and pushes them back until your ankles are on either side of your face. Her tip crashes against your cervix each thrust now. You can’t think anymore, only moaning and screaming out her name as she pounds you relentlessly. When you cum, your eyes roll back, your walls clenching as they try to milk Tzuyu’s cock but she keeps on fucking you. She’s fucking you so good you didn’t even manage to fully come down from your first orgasm before the second one hits you, you scream in pleasure, your legs shaking helplessly as Tzuyu holds them firmly, she’s looking at you with glassy eyes as she’s trying her best to long as long as she can but the sight of you cumming and screaming her name, the way your walls keep trying to milk her cock is starting to make it very difficult for her.

She keeps on fucking you roughly until she finally groans and thrusts deeply one last time, hilting her cock deep inside one last time as she begins to cum, wave after wave of hot semen spurting out and crashing against your cervix which triggers your third orgasm. She keeps on cumming, spilling more and more of her seed inside you to the point you are completely filled and you feel it slowly dripping out of your pussy.

You groan as Tzuyu slowly pulls out leaving a feeling of emptiness behind and more cum leaks out of you. Your legs feel a little sore and you can’t seem to catch your breath.

“I’m…I’m going to get water…”, Tzuyu says panting, she gives your cheek a little pat before coming back after a minute and hands you a bottle. You drink the water grateful and start to feel really shy as what just happened starts to sink in.

“You were really good y/n…”, Tzuyu sighs as she wipes her forehead, she lays down and closes her eyes, “I wanna do this again soon..”, she says calmly before seemingly dozing off.

“Hey!”, you protest as you blush, “you can’t just say stuff like that after we’ve just…ugh!”, you give up as you see she’s slept already. “Whatever”, you pout.

“Finally….I thought you both were going to take forever.”, Chaeyoung says standing at the door.

You gasp and quickly cover yourself, “Hey!”.

Chaeyoung grins, “There’s nothing I haven’t already seen before baby. Now come on, it’s my turn now.”

You feel your face burn, “what do you mean? I’ve just..with Tzuyu, and I’m feeling tired, I can’t just-”

Chaeyoung looks at you darkly, “Mmm..I don’t care about that, I’m feeling competitive and I know I can be just as good as Tzuyu if not better.” She signals you to follow her and you sigh in defeat before following her to her room.

“What.”, you say defiantly as you sit on her bed.

She looks down at you and suddenly grabs your jaw, “So rude. I’m gonna have to pound some manners into you. You’ve already forgotten how you are to address me. Saying this, she flips you over and puts you on all fours, squeezing your ass before grabbing your hips tightly, lining up her cock, “I hope you are ready, I’m not going to go easy on you like Tzuyu or Dahyun…”. Before you can respond she presses her tip against your entrance making you gasp.

“Wa-wait…u-unnie…I’m still sensitive from-”, you get cut off as Chaeyoung slams her whole cock in at once, your eyes widening and jaw dropping. It takes a few moments for your body to register what happened before a burst of pleasure overtakes you causing you to scream.

Chaeyoung smirks, “See you are already learning”, she continues to thrust hard and deep, grinding her cock against your cervix every few thrusts making you gasp. Your hands already feel shaky and you don’t know how much longer you can last like this before they give out. However, Chaeyoung had a solution for that as all of a sudden, her hands left your hips and grabbed both your hands just below your elbows and pulled them back, making you arch and moan. She then pulls them back more, making your head raise before continuing to fuck you. Her teeth grit as she fucks you harder. You cum. Your entire body shaking and you already feel another orgasm building up even though you’ve not even finished cumming yet. Chaeyoung lets go of one of your hands and then pulls your head back by pulling your hair, “I want you to scream for me each time my cock makes you cum.”, she growls into your ear. You can’t reply, you just whine and she lets go and pulls back your arm again. You scream as she makes you cum again. You are starting to lose your mind, all you care about right now is how good she’s fucking your brains out. You moan loudly when you feel Chaeyoung thrust faster, you can feel her cock twitching restlessly as she gets closer until you hear her groan and unload inside you. You feel her warm seed flood your insides throughly as her cock throbs out more and more cum. She then lets go of your hands and you collapse on the bed, your ass still raised. Chaeyoung grins and gives it a spank causing you to moan softly, you feel her cum beginning to leak out of you and sigh. Then you moan in surprise when you feel another cock prodding at your entrance and lazily turn to see Dahyun looking at your with lust.

“It’s my turn now y/n…I know you are tired but fucking hell your moans and screams have really turned me on.”, Dahyun says before slowly pushing her cock in, you sigh loudly and groan as you feel your pussy get stretched again. This feels right. This feels good. It’s all you can think as Dahyun rhythmically fucks you, her cock hitting that one spot each thrust which makes your eyes roll every time. You moan loudly as cum quickly, your whole body quivering with pleasure when all of a sudden, Chaeyoung lifts your head up by your hair and beckons you to open your mouth. You lazily oblige before she puts her cock in all the way to the back of your throat. You gag slightly but do your best to suck her off as she lazily strokes your hair. You are in complete bliss at this point as you feel so full, warm and used. Dahyun’s strokes are breathtaking while Chaeyoung is fucking your mouth. Dahyun groans and starts to thrust faster and Chaeyoung’s grip on your hair tightens. You cum hard and clench Dahyun’s cock tightly which the vibrations from your whimpers and moans making both girls groan and cum at the same time, in turn making you cum again, your pussy pulsating as Dahyun’s semen fills you up and your mouth is filled with Chaeyoung cum now which you slowly swallow.

Now exhausted, Chaeyoung and Dahyun pull out and fall to the bed, their breathing calming and they slowly fall asleep. You groan as you slowly roll over and sit up, your whole body feeling sore. You slowly get up and make your way out of the room and head back to Tzuyu’s room where you spot her already awake. “Tzuyu…”, you say sheepishly.

She pouts as she watches you climb on the end and lay down, ready to sleep. “I’m not going to let you end this without me”, Tzuyu managed tiredly, getting on top of you again, pressing her weight against you and pushing her cock in again making you sigh loudly as she stretches you once again. She thrusts once, twice and then sighs loudly, breathing softly as she had fallen asleep from exhaustion. You chuckle softly and stroke her back, blinking slowly before you pass out as well, excited for what happens when you wake up…..

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neoplatinum · 8 months ago

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hold me tight - bts | kim dahyun

summary: maybe cupid could save us

pairing: dahyun x fem!reader

themes: angst, fluff, tension, use of flashbacks in italics, marriage counseling, reader insecurity, past physical violence (against original male character, not any member of twice), implied sex, some of twice!

wc: 7.2k

polished silverware, two table napkins, two sets of forks, and knives. a draped tablecloth, and the long wooden table stretching down the dining room. on two ends are two lost souls, once connected with bountiful joy and prosperity. now sat farther apart than the two ends of a colossal ship. barely stitched together by unspoken words and exhaustion.

"what time?" you dig into your steak, back and forth sliding it down the tender meat.

"2pm tomorrow. should i call your assistant?" dahyun digs at her roasted potatoes, a little sweet, just the way she likes it.

"no need, i'll be there." you counter, stabbing the slice of steak, digging into it. pushing the green peas a bit to the left, and sipping the wine. a delicacy truly.

"good." she says quietly, "pass me the pepper?" you look up, the bottle is in the middle.

the dmz line, you lean foward, grabbing a hold of the glass bottle, placing it into her hand.

"here."

"thank you."

the rest of the dinner is followed by the sounds of silverware, and only silverware.

dr. yoo jeongyeon, phd, lcpc

you stare at the plaque, gold serif lettering, bold face on top of a black rectangle, sitting directly in the middle of the edge of her desk. your loafers gently tapping the carpeted floor, in time with each tick of a second.

she looks confident, shoulders back and sinking into her leather chair. glasses perched on her nose, a montblanc in hand. eyes a little empty, but inviting, a little too inviting.

"thank you both for joining us today, first time?" dr. yoo starts, eyes taking a slow drift from dahyun to you.

dahyun's legs are tucked together, low heels and a brown suit. she leans forward at dr. yoo's question. "yes, first time."

a simple nod, and a scribble along her notepad. you tilt your head to the right.

"each session with me runs fifty minutes, no longer. if needed, it can be cut short." she says, placing some files away, shuffling paper away, and fixing her glasses. you both nod at the terms. "lovely, could i have you both introduce yourselves?" she continues, eyes back on you and dahyun.

you stare at dahyun.

"i'm dahyun, 26, a fashion designer and a wine enthusiast, lovely to meet you." dahyun stands up, offering a handshake. dr. yoo smiles lightly and shakes it.

"and you?"

"i'm dahyun's wife, 26, ceo and founder of future consultants llc, and a tennis enthusiast."

dr. yoo's eyes stare at you, but her pens moves quickly along the page.

dahyun stares at you, before looking back at her folded hands.

"thank you both, now could you both explain why you are here?" her eyes come back up, those glasses hanging so low is making you mad.

dahyun coughs into her hand.

"we need help." a little unsure, but a desperate plea. your foot stops tapping on the carpeted floor.

dr. yoo scribbles along a new line.

"and you?" the doctor stares at you. you sit up, fixing the buttons on your blazer.

"we're...not the same as we used to be." you say, pulling one leg over the other. dr. yoo nods at that, another line filled.

"alright, now, let me give you some insight on me. i'm dr. yoo jeongyeon, did my phd in human psychology, masters in counseling and bachelor's in neurology. and i'm a lcpc: licensed clinical professional counselor. you can say i'm a people enthusiast." she smiles lightly, dahyun laughs under her breath.

your foot goes back to tapping.

"let's get into it." she sets down the notepad. "could you tell me how you both met?"

"what's the maturity date for a treasury bond?"

"20 - 30 years, you seriously have to try harder, sam." you laugh, taking another sip of your beer. sam just grins and flips over a new flashcard.

"okay smarty pants, what are floating-rate notes?" sam taps the index card on the bar table. eyes a little playful, he always did like making you work for your reward.

"they're-"

"stop it ryan." behind you is the voice of a woman, her back hitting yours, nearly spilling your beer. you turn around, a man towering over her, hand on her wrist and his firm grip, stopping her. no matter how hard she tries to pull.

you signal sam.

"take your hand off her." you press down on his wrist, holding his arm in place. the woman stares at you and sam, bewildered eyes and still pulling against ryan's hold.

"fuck off." he spits in your face.

"yeah? let's see how your face looks after this pretty boy." you slam into his chest, him tumbling backwards, foot hitting the barstool and a loud thud hitting the floor. you spot the submariner on his wrist shining under the bar light, fuck.

sam's at the ready, hand on a switchblade, you signal him back, not him.

the woman gasps, hand immediately shooting her sore wrists, shit it looks bad. ryan's still on the group, and then he shoots up. hands at the ready to land a punch, weak form though. you sidestep him, letting him fall forward.

"daddy can't pay to fix your crooked nose?" you smirk at him, taunting him to do anything. his eyes ablaze as he tries again. what a foolish boy.

you let him try and land a left hook, before you start punching his jaw, one good liver punch and he topples over. damn, your jaw hurts too, men like him throw too much of their power into their punches.

"fuck, sam." you groan to your friend, hand trying to pop your jaw back into place. you do, letting out a low shout, before getting your stuff.

stay too long and then he'll call the cops, the last thing you need is another fine print on your academic file. you stumble forward, feeling blood dripping down the side of your head, cheeky bastard, he had rings on.

you barely manage to push the bar door, string of curses falling out of your lip, the cold air immediately frosting your breath. damn it all, and you left your beer half finished.

"excuse me!" the woman's voice carries from the door, and you can see her, urgently trying to get to you. "thank you so much back there."

she's trying to offer you some napkins from her clutch, all you can do it hope that liver punch suckered him to stay on the ground long enough for you to dissapear.

"you have anyone safe?"

"safe?"

you gesture a bit. "like a friend maybe? did you come alone?"

you lean to the side trying to get a glimpse of pretty boy, but he's no where in sight. a good thing. you can see sam though, shoving bills at the bartender, and grabbing jackets.

"no friends, i came with him." her hand goes back to her bruised wrist, yeah that looks awful. you're very glad you stepped in.

"listen, i need to leave now. i would love to do the whole 'thank you, you're welcome' pleasantries, but I don't know how long he'll stay down before he calls the cops."

you explain, seeing sam opening the bar door, urgent eyes calling for you to disappear into the night.

"could you take me home, i really have no other way to get back." you stare into the bar, oh pretty boy's up, shouting at a bartender. you need to exit NOW.

"okay, let's go. i know you're wearing heels, but keep up." you offer a hand, and disappear into the back alleyway. by the time you just turn around the corner at the end, you can hear the distant voice outside the bar.

you're finally in sam's beater car, an old hand-me-down from his grandma, with the girl from the bar in the backseat.

she keeps watching you from the mirror.

"where do you live?" you pull out of the back lot, she's still soothing her bruised wrist.

"eleanor court, upper east side." damn shit, of course she's rich too, loaded with daddy's money just like that dude you suckered punched. how you always manage being at the hands of rich people, you hope to find out soon, because this sucks.

the drive's pretty silent, sam's got his old 80s mixtapes playing from the car radio. and he's humming along as he taps on his passenger door, you're glad that at least one of you has a car.

"woah..." sam brings you out of your thinking. woah is correct, even sam can see it.

colonial style homes the size of manors down the perfectly paved roads. long outdoor lamp lights lining the street. lush bushes and trees lining the sides of the house. not a single police car in sight, you can even see fountains spouting water from a statue.

what a bunch of crap.

"dude, she's asleep." sam taps your shoulder, you quickly put his car in park. looking at her from the rear view, damn she is asleep, jacket covering her torso but her head leaning against the window.

damn, damn, damn.

one wrong HOA member being curious, and you can easily be thrown in jail for the rest of your life. you open your door, rushing to the backseat. opening the door, and placing your hand against her head to keep her body from falling out of the car.

"miss, we're home." she just curls into your hand. "sam, help me hold her up." he nods, using his bodyweight as a rest for the girl's body. you begin searching through her clutch, hopefully she has an id inside.

"kim dahyun.....501 eleanor court." you shove the id back into her clutch. "sam move." you grab a hold of her body, picking her body up. wrapping the jacket and clutch over top of her.

"stay in the car. i'll bring her in." you began walking down the eerily quiet neighborhood, goodness rich people are so pretentious. you struggle to open the gate. then you hear a low mechanic voice.

"hello, who are you?"

"hi, i'm just here to drop off a kim dahyun. she had an issue with some guy at the bar, and she needed someone to take her home." you speak into it, a clicking noise and then the metal box goes silent.

the large metal gates open, you step in, walking up to the front porch, pillars lining the wide entrance.

goodness, you need to get out of this neighborhood. the large wooden door opens and you see two people, a suited man and a maid. of course.

"miss dahyun?" the maid begans fussing over her, hand on her cheek, "oh my!" a loud gasp at the bruised wrist. you drop her into the leather couch.

"what happened?" the butler asks you, offering a towel at your dried blood.

you try your best to keep yourself from dirtying the house, both of them keep staring at you though.

"uh, some guy at the bar, ryan. he kept bruising her wrist, so i had to step in." you point at your head. the butler nods, and the maid begins inspecting the bruise.

"i told miss dahyun to stop seeing him." the butler explains, placing the jacket to cover her.

you nod, so this wasn't even the first time. the maid returns with soothing cream, applying the ointment over her bruised wrists. you stand idly by the couch, a little confused with what to do here.

you stare at dahyun's face, she's rather pretty is what you land on, before the man's voice brings you out of your focus.

"let me offer you a new shirt." you look down, and it does look like you just got into the ring with rocky, blood-dried splotches all over. the butler disappears before you can even say no.

with a folded new shirt, linen and italian, goodness these people have too much money, you shuffle into a bathroom.

changing into it quickly, eyeing all the towels and expensive soaps on the counter. you fix yourself up and exit, seeing the butler and maid still crowding around the girl.

"i, i really should leave. i'm sorry." the butler and maid are still trying to get you to stay, to offer some reward, but really all you want to do is leave this hellscape. unfamiliar faces, with unfamiliar mannerisms, its all too much.

"she saved me from a sleazy guy at a bar." dr. yoo jots it down.

"and you?"

"i, i guess i did?"

"you guess?"

"i, yes, i saved her from the sleazy guy." dr. yoo nods.

the ticking sound comes back clearer in your ear. the repetitive ticking feels like tumbling down a hill, imminent and quick swift death.

"let's move on then, how did you two start dating?"

"dahyun was insistent on paying me back for the bar, kept telling me she needed to." you offer.

dr. yoo nods, another scribble along the notepad. then she pulled the file from her desk, and two separate questionnaires werefilled out.

"and it says here, you both attended the same university." ever since dahyun found out you two attended the same university, she began urging you for dinner.

you tried very hard to say no, but in the quad, down the main academic path. she just kept finding you, like a needle in a haystick, she always managed to pick you out from the hundreds of students.

if she wasn't so nice about it, you might have considered it creepy.

"yes, brown." you nod.

"lovely school, my friend's alma mater." dr. yoo comments and lifts her head once more from the notepad.

"how's your sex life?"

you see dahyun's feet uncross and cross again. while you start tapping your foot again.

"we haven't done it," dahyun begins, "in a long while."

dr. yoo nods, and turns to you. "how does that make you feel?"

"i'm not sure."

dr. yoo nods again, dahyun's feet uncross and cross again. the clock's still ticking on the wall.

you are sure it's non-judgmental, it just makes you aggravated, like you're being lectured on how to love.

dahyun can't remember the last time you two have cherished each other. dinner's filled with delicious food, to cover the absence of enticing conversation.

being married to the point of small talk, has drained you both more than you wanted to admit.

"this is still the first session, so let's start with simple exercises. try and vocalize your appreciation for each other. this can be as simple as: i appreciate you doing the dishes today. remember, speaking the unspoken words can change your relationship for the better." dr. yoo stands up, offering you both a handshake and walking you both out her office.

"i have to get back to work." you comment, letting dahyun walk in front of you. she nods at that, you both are busy people, even though it's important to try and fix your breaking relationship, you both have jobs to do.

"i'll see you for dinner?" she says as you open her car door, holding a hand over her head as she sits.

"yes, dinner." she nods at you, wanting you to say more. you want to as well, a little unsure.

"thank you, for being here today." she starts, staring up into you, you smile lightly back at her, dahyun's still got that warm eye smile that makes your heart burst.

"you as well dahyun." you lean your head down a bit, "charlie, get her to her office safely." he nods from the rear view. and with that you close her door. watching the car roll away from the sidewalk.

it's weird to have to see a professional for marriage counseling, but in your heart, you do want to fix things with dahyun.

sweet dahyun who is always so concerned with everyone's wellbeing; often neglecting her own. the rest of the afternoon, you try and focus on work, feeling downright awful about how your relationship has disintegrated.

"dahyun? i'm home." you enter the brownstone, a little more excited to be home. she's in the kitchen, an adorable brown bear apron over top.

"hey, i'm making pasta tonight." she's smiling.

"need help?"

"no, i should be good. could you set the table?" you leave the kitchen, entering the wine pantry, grabbing one that you know she loves. as well as two glasses, a gift from her parents.

dahyun's walking out with bowls of pasta, surprised to see the bottle in hand.

you begin pouring them into the two glasses, passing one to her, she thanks you quietly, placing down the bowls, and returning to the kitchen. you follow after her, grabbing knives and forks and napkins.

she's busy with another dish, and you hum to yourself, cleaning the silverware while waiting for her.

"damn it. fuck fuck fuck." dahyun's hand jerks back against the pot, her hand instantly going to hold it. you drop the silverware in the sink, quick strides towards her. she burned herself with the pot.

"dahyun, let me see." there are tears in her eyes, and she's shaking her head, she's always been so dismissive of her own pain. you take her hand gently, looking at it. it's definitely bad, red skin over top, hot to the touch. "let's run it under cold water, okay?"

she nods, even though there's tears in her eyes, and all she wants to do is just shrink into herself.

you run the water cold, feeling for it before letting it run over her burned finger. the tears in her eyes are still there, threatening to spill out.

then dahyun cries out. "i'm so stupid, i can't even cook a simple dinner." her tears are falling, much like the water over the hurt finger. like letting the pain rain out from her heart.

"oh dahyun, no you aren't stupid, you never were." you hug her tightly, letting her head fall to your shoulders, quietly crying against your shirt. she cries even harder at that, an anguish cry out for help,

you feel your own tears spring up. how you hate seeing dahyun cry.

"how is it?" you ask, pulling her away, looking at the finger under the water. it's less red, still there but it looks better.

"hurts." she pouts.

"let me go grab some ointment, stay here okay?" you leave, turning down the hallway to the bathroom, rummaging through the medicine cabinet for ointment cream to sooth the pain.

you return quickly, gently dabbing the cream over her finger with a q-tip. letting out a low hiss, and you apologize quickly, letting her relax a bit before continuing to spread it around.

"okay?" you step back, throwing away the q-tip.

"it's good, thank you." then she slips away to finish dinner. you stand by letting out a breath you didn't know you were holding, with every bit of your heart, you hope that dahyun wants to work this out as much as you do.

"hello, come on in." dr. yoo's now a familiar face, always a warm if not stoic face. never showing signs of disinterest or much of an opinion, you begin to wonder what it takes to be a professional therapist.

"thank you." you let dahyun ahead of you, her sitting in the left armchair, while you sit on the right. fixing your blazer as you sit with one leg over the other. eyes watching dr. yoo in anticipation.

"how are you both doing?" she starts, that same montblanc in hand, a new shirt, dark blue and glasses hanging on her nose.

dahyun looks to you.

"we're doing okay." you offer, a little smile on your face.

"and you?" dr. yoo turns her head towards dahyun.

"we're doing better." dahyun fiddles with the band-aid over her finger. your eyes linger on it, a reminder of the small act of affection.

"lovely, last time you both mentioned that sexual intimacy had not happened in some time. has that changed since our last session?"

dahyun coughs into her hand, sinking into her armchair. you look away from her.

"no, it hasn't changed." dahyun speaks softly, like she's confessing a sin. you fold your hands over each other.

dr. yoo nods, another line written.

"how is work-life balance for you two?" dr. yoo stares into you, you sit up again.

"it's fine, the normal 9-6pm work day." dr. yoo jots that down. the clock continues to tick in your ears.

"what about you?" dahyun stares at the floor.

"it's okay, usually after work i'll unwind with some wine or television series." dahyun's always been so absorbed with her dramas, often asking you to join her to watch them. you often decline with the pre-tense of overflowing work from the day.

"ah yes, you mentioned you are a wine enthusiast." dahyun nods, wine has always been something she indulged in, you don't share the same love for the drink. finding it all a bit too much for yourself.

"could you tell me how that started?" your eyes go wide a bit, you never bothered to ask dahyun that, just assuming she's always enjoyed it.

"my late father used to own a winery, when i was able to start drinking he started training me as a sommelier." you knew of mr. kim's obsession with wine.

multiple wine cellars across his basement, walls lined with rows of wooden aisles, each row lined with bottles filling the basement. often times you snuck into the basement with dahyun sharing kisses and giggles away from the prying eyes of her parents.

"sorry to hear that mrs. kim, that's lovely to hear that you still has a passion for wine." dr. yoo continues, letting the words fly across the notepad. you uncross and cross the other leg over.

"and you mentioned you were a tennis enthusiast, how did that start?" dr. yoo's eyes are still on the notepad, pen quickly running across the page. you lean forward a bit.

"my friend sam, used to sneak us into the tennis bubble after work, when all the people left the country club. and we would play for hours." dr. yoo nods, more lines filling across the page.

"you never told me it was because of sam, you said it was just a hobby you had." dahyun comments, eyes on you, a little suprised at the conversation.

"i couldn't afford tennis equipment, too expensive." you explain.

dr. yoo continues to write as you and dahyun talk.

"but all those times you came to the country club, you offered to pay for the tab." dahyun leans into you a bit, you let your eyes wander over the name plaque on dr. yoo's desk.

"had to work overtime to pay it off." dahyun sinks back into her chair.

"and dahyun, you seem suprised, how does this make you feel?"

she looks back at her hands.

"i feel awful, i didn't know it costed that much for you." you return your gaze to her, watching the anguish in her eyes.

you wish you didn't feel ashamed about your financial situation, but every second spent with the kims was another jab at your own social status.

"i'm sorry dahyun, i kept it from you because i didn't want you to treat me differently." you shrink a bit, pulling the blazer a bit tighter. eyes falling to the floor naturally.

"and i'm sorry too, for never noticing." dahyun speaks it softly, you barely register the words.

you just nod, letting her hand hold yours. you can't bring yourself to look at her, too ashamed that you feel like you have to hide yourself from the woman you devoted your life to.

you begin to think about the early days of dating dahyun, days filled with anticipation of seeing her. constantly checking your account for how much you could expend on your paycheck, often stretching it for a simple date.

often on the weekends, the kim's visited the country club, the managers all fussing over them, pampering them with free items, as if the rich needed more free item, it used to make you angry.

but never dahyun, a sweet girl built upon integrity and honesty, always offering to pay. treating you with respect that most members of the country would never do, them often throwing towels or other trash at you to pick up. and with gritted teeth, you always do, remembering you needed this job.

"so you both met often at the country club?" dr. yoo cuts into your thinking, pulling you out of your memories. one's that are filled with happiness and anger, all in the same bunch. anger at the rich, but happiness at seeing that beautiful smile in person.

"yes, i worked there, and dahyun's family were well known members there." you explain, squeezing dahyun's hand in yours.

"2 o'clock, the kims." your head snaps up from the tennis magazine you're reading. and there you can see your supervisor and your supervisor's supervisor crowding around the kim's.

especially dahyun's mother, she was always more prone to fawning at the attention that the staff would shower them in.

"stand up!" you read from your supervisor's mouth, then he goes back to smiling fakely at the kim's probably hoping to pick at their pockets later when they're far too tipsy from all the champagne they bathe in.

"one day i'm going to strangle him." you side whisper to sam as you both bow at the family.

"not if i get to him first." sam side whispers back, smiling at the kim's. continue to bow at them as they walk across the lobby to the courts. squeaky new tennis shoes on the marble floor.

"hey! you work here!" that familiar voice., you've been trying to avoid her since she found you in the quads hanging out with sam. insistently trying to get you to let her pay you back for the bar.

"hi miss, glad to see you are doing better." sam walks away, citing a need for a bathroom break, but you know better with the way he playfully walks away.

"you still haven't said yes to letting me pay you back."

"because you don't have to pay me back, i just did a nice deed."

"and you should be rewarded." you just sink back into your stool. letting her lean over the desk. "well as kim dahyun, a prized patron here, i order you to follow me to the courts."

"the courts?"

"yes, i want to play." you stand up, heading into the back to get that signature tennis racket that she loves so much, specific engraving of her name etched on the neck of the racket. "grab another one!" she shouts from the desk. you grab a generic one, one that still costed way more than a month's paycheck. placing both racquets under your arm.

"here's what we're going to do, three games, if i win three, i get to pay you back for the bar, dinner on me.

"miss dahyun, that really isn't neccessary."

"it's my wish, and you can't deny a patron's wish here."

so you get beaten, pretty badly, 0 - 3. with you sweating and falling on your back, breathing heavy as dahyun grins from the other side of the court. letting out a loud laugh.

"dinner on me, i'll drag you there myself if i have to!" dahyun's still bouncing a tennis ball with her racket while you recover your breath, all you can do is lift an arm to give her a thumbs up.

"well i am afraid our time is up for today, please schedule a session again soon." dr. yoo offers a light smile, and walks you both out of the door. letting the heavy door close behind you. you look at dahyun, she hasn't looked at you since the confession.

you walk her to her car, "dahyun, i really am sorry for hiding it from you. i just didn't want money to affect us."

she stares at your blazer, it's buttoned, the same button she stitched on a couple weeks ago.

"but it does, doesn't it?"

"money?" you stop to think about it, as much as you tried to let it not be a determining factor in your relationship with dahyun.

it really does bleed into your relationship, leaving you paralyzed with fear that she'll leave you.

when you first met the kim's for an official dinner introduced as dahyun's girlfriend, you spent hours with sam trying to find a decent hand-me-down outfit for the dinner.

they were not impressed to say the very least, you had no proper dinner manners. confused your soup spoon with the dessert spoon. nearly knocking wine onto mr. kim.

"i think it did, for a very long time." you open the door for dahyun, letting her in, hand covering her head as she sits inside. you walk over to the driver's side, sitting inside. "i wanted to prove myself to your family, but mostly to you."

"you didn't need to prove anything to me." she says, hands gently grabbing yours. you feel your heart sink a bit.

"it sucked, seeing all your friends get gifted lavish trips and designer bags, while all i could afford to do was cook you homemade dinners." you explain, thinking back your university days, meeting dahyun's friend.

"but that's what they didn't have." she counters. "all the homemade gifts, it was just gifts with enough value to hold each other over."

you really did try your best, with limited budget and often asking for favors. you did your best to offer the best anniversary, valentine's, and birthday gifts.

all of which were intended to express your love for her, spending hours decorating homemade cakes, learning how to cook dinners for two. renting cars to go on road trip, all of which you happily experienced with dahyun.

"i wanted to be someone you could confidently show off to your friends." you think back to dahyun's birthday parties.

open bars, waiters and a massive table filled with gifts for her. all you could do was stare in wonder at the exuberant gifts, all the while you would shrink into yourself, trying to hide your embarrassment watching her open your gifts.

"do you? did you...resent me for it? having money i mean." dahyun drops the question you've been trying so hard to ignore. it's been plaguing your mind lately, how you think about how hard you tried, giving your all into your work for an ounce of validation from the kim's.

validation that you never seem to get.

"no, never. never you, you were the only person i didn't resent." you smile at her, genuinely, and she smiles back. you're glad you met her, even if the circumstances have made your life complicated.

"for the record, i was always confident in showing you off, because i knew who you were in your heart." you give her hand a squeeze as you drive home.

"another hour please, i'll pay triple." you say, staring at dr. yoo.

"i'm sorry mrs. kim, but i have another appointment." she stands up, trying to walk you out of the room, and when the door opens, there stands two woman on the other side.

"sorry for the delay, mrs. and mrs. park."

"no worries, dr. yoo, sana and i don't mind." the two woman nod at you, before sitting in the same chairs that you and dahyun were sitting just seconds ago.

"i'm sorry mrs. kim, but really, we don't have more time today, schedule another appointment soon." and dr. yoo closes her heavy wooden door.

you nod solemnly, "dr. yoo, i'm sorry for my behavior." you explain, a bit embarrassed now.

"no need, i understand. go check up on mrs. kim." she just nods and gives your shoulder a pat, closing the door again.

now you stand in the office lobby, with a crying dahyun in a chair.

you sink to your knees, eyes staring up at her. her hair like curtains to her face, concealing the quiet sniffles and sobs that she's letting out.

"dahyun, darling?"

the tears keep falling, staining her dress pants, you hold her shaky hands. as she speaks to you, holding her breath here and there to control her emotions. "you never told me."

"i know, i didn't want to burden you." rubbing at her hands to sooth the pain in her heart.

"but isn't that what we're here for, to shoulder each other's burdens." she cries louder, a couple in the office look over, but you don't care right now. you brush the tears away.

"we are, i just, i didn't know how to tell you."

"but he, he did all that to you, and you didn't tell me. he's my own father."

"i know, i am sorry."

"let's go home please, i want to talk at home." you nod, letting her walk to the car, following her footsteps closely.

dr. yoo welcomes you both into her office, getting familiar with the diptyque roses candle burning lowly on the desk.

"mrs. and mrs. kim, please have a seat." dahyun smiles as she sits down, a new pair of glasses hanging on her nose.

"new glasses?" you ask.

dr. yoo smiles at that, pushing up the glasses. "yes, new! just got them yesterday. you smile, dr. yoo has become a familiar and friendly face with you and dahyun. almost like she's a friend, almost.

"shall we get started?" she looks up at you two, that same notepad in hand and the montblanc.

you both nod in sync.

"so, how have you both been?"

"good." dahyun smiles a bit, letting her arm lay along the armchair, eyes brighter than usual. you smile at that.

"and you?"

"we're doing better, i'm happier." dr. yoo write it along a new line, a light smile on her face.

"that's lovely to hear, could you explain why?" dr. yoo picks her head up, watching you explain how life has been. there's been a shift at home, dahyun and you having more time to go on dates instead of tensed dinners filled with the sounds of silverware.

"we spend more time together, having lunch together, and dinner's have become fun to cook together." dr. yoo nods at that, more words written along the notepad, you share a warm gaze at dahyun. her eyes smiling in that way you love so much.

"i haven't asked this before, but how are the in-laws?"

you immediately frown, thinking about the pretentious man that was dahyun's father. a dicator in the family, ruling with an iron fist and often giving you trouble for growing up "different." as he so nicely put it.

you often remember dinner's with the kims filled with biting your tongue and just letting snide comments go by, even dahyun's mother had no say whenever he made uncomfortable jokes.

"i don't think dahyun's parents liked me much, especially her father." you sit back, continuing your thoughts about the demanding man.

"could you expand on that?"

"i didn't grow up rich, which was the biggest thing he disliked, he didn't think i was a good fit for dahyun." you explain, often remembering the side comments that her father would make when dahyun couldn't hear.

"and did you know about this?" dr. yoo turns to dahyun.

"yes. he was adamant about me breaking up with her but i never did." that you didn't know. you always assumed that it was just sly comments towards you, but never did mr. kim outward display his disdain towards you to dahyun.

you button up your jacket. dr. yoo continues to write across her page, leaving you both to sit and think about dahyun's words.

"understood, do you think dahyun's parents affected your relationship with dahyun?" you think about the question, how loaded it all is, you cannot even begin to explain how suffocating being around him was.

family dinners spent trying to escape into the bathroom so he would stop pestering you about your business ventures, or the capital that you had under your belt. you just shudder whenever it becomes holiday seasons.

fearful of the power that mr. kim had over you, one of his last wishes before he passed away was upending his entire gambling debt onto you.

it had become a hold over you, that he would only support the love that you had for dahyun if you were able to help pay off his debt. it became a huge burden on your shoulders, conjuring up a plan to reach financial freedom and success without hindering dahyun's future.

one that you wanted to support from day one, pushing her towards her goal of becoming a fashion designer, every day you suffered at the hands of her father, letting his debt take over your life, all to prove your devotion to dahyun.

and it hurt, to shoulder this weight alone, you always had shouldered the weight of the world on your shoulders to begin with.

"yes, unfortunately. dahyun's father, he. he told me that by taking on his gambling debt before he died, that he would allow me to marry dahyun." you explain, feeling your shoulders release tension.

dr. yoo continues to write fervently, eyes on the page, but a slight nod here and there. you can feel dahyun's gaze on your face, one in disbelief and utter shock. you turn to look at her, meeting her blank eyes.

more than anything, you beg for dahyun to understand, to really understand where you are coming from. a whole life you lived having to make opportunities for yourself, little to no support from others. fighting tooth and nail just to prove that you are worth it. that you are deserving of success and love.

"were you aware she took on your father's debt?" dr. yoo looks to dahyun, not missing a beat or letting any inflection slip in her tone.

"i wasn't. i wasn't even aware he had debt to begin with. what? sorry. um, what? no sorry, how much?" dahyun turns to you, trying to understand all the information that has just been dumped onto her.

"50 million." you sigh, just thinking about the figures. spending late nights calculating interest, and ways to even pay off the large sum of money.

"50? million?" dahyun stands up suddenly, you stand up too. watching her bewildered eyes scan across the room, trying to control her breathing, watching the clock, watching the blue in the reds in the carpet. holding herself as she walks out of the room.

you stare at the open door, the sight of dahyun turning and sinking into a chair.

dr. yoo stands up.

"mrs. kim, perhaps we should end this session here today. dahyun seems to be shutting down."

you and dahyun are standing on both ends of the table, her eyes filled with tears as she glares at you.

"you don't think i recognize money-obsessed? you think i can't recognize my father turning you into him? that's all i can see! our marriage is falling apart and you have become my father and i've become my own mother!"

"dahyun, please, all i wanted was to marry you, he forced his hand, i didn't know what else to do." you can feel yourself shaking a bit, your heart racing as you both stand on opposite ends of the room.

"you should have told me." dahyun arms are crossed as she stares you down.

"i didn't want to tarnish the image of your father. i just wanted to love you, and if that was the final condition to marry you, i would do it.." you throw your arms around, frustrated with all this confrontation.

"his gambling debt costed us years of our marriage, can't you see? all this time you wanted to prove yourself to him, he just used you to fix his own problems." dahyun uncrosses her arms, voice reverberating around the large dining room.

"i thought, i thought it would, make him okay with me." your hands drop to your face as you cry into your hands. dahyun stops and walks over to you, wrapping her arms around you, holding you tightly.

"oh darling, i wish you didn't care so much for him opinion." she softly rubs your hair, rubbing circles into the back of your chest as you cry freely. for the first time in a long time, you feel the exhaustion, sadness, yearning all come crashing through your body.

"i wish i didn't too." through long cries in between you finally vocalize it.

"but you love me? isn't that why you did all this?" she questions, a thought thats been plaguing her mind. do you still love her? do you still have the same passion for her you once declared openly to the world? do you still mean each vow you said to her as your hands held hers?

"i do, more than anything else in the world, i love you. my words can only show so much of it." you lift your head up, wiping her tears as she wipes yours.

a small smile on her lips, it's all so stupid.

"show me." she stops crying for a bit, eyes glimmering with hope. she stares at you, in that way you love so much.

"show you?" you try and stop the tears, getting a clearer view of her face.

"show me how much you love me." she says crashing her lips into yours, pulling you forward, your feet nearly stumbling as you wrap your arms around her waist. "show me."

she whispers against your lips, like a spell, you nod and grab a hold of her, rushing you both into your bedroom. you try and show her, that the passion you have for her has always been there, and always will.

"mrs and mrs. kim!" dr. yoo invites you in, a warm light shining into the room. you both get seated, while dahyun lets go of your hand.

"i know last time, we had a bit of an outburst, how has that been?" dr. yoo stares at you both, notepad in hand.

"we resolved it." dahyun says confidently.

"resolved it?" she stares at dahyun. dahyun just nods.

"and you? what do you think?"

"we resolved it." you nod back, smiling at dahyun.

"alright, that's lovely to hear. so to follow up, how is sexual intimacy going?" dr. yoo notes the light blush on your faces, unwilling to look at her or even each other.

"it's, it's um, it's good." dahyun starts and coughs a bit, shuffling her feet.

"and you?"

"it's good. very good." you reply, and dahyun slaps your arm, trying to get you to shut up. "oh i see." dr. yoo writes along a new line of her notepad. eyes reviewing her notes so far, comparing previous sessions with this one.

"is there more we should discuss?" dr. yoo comments, eyes lifting off the page again, a light smile upon her face.

"no, i don't think so." dahyun nods at your words, you smile at her. and she shares that same eye smile that you love so much right back.

"right then, well, these sessions are on a as-needed basis. so let me say this in the nicest way possible. i hope we never have to meet in this room again. although my door is always open." dr. yoo gives you both a wink as she ushers you both outside. you wrap your arm around dahyun's shoulder, a little smile on your face.

you hold onto dahyun just a little tighter.

a/n: genuinely had so much trouble with this fic, but it has come to fruition so i'm happy regardless! had to do research on marriage counseling and i hope it is obvious but this is fictional and i am not a licensed therapist so there will be inaccuracies. also shoutout to @cry4mina who listened to me word vomit my troubles with this fic <3 please listen to the song as well as look up the meaning of the song!! stay safe and stay healthy everyone!!

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02h00mn · 1 year ago

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(・　　)o 🍎 ⊹ 𝓛. ı𝗄𝖾 ⍺ 𝗋𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗌𝗍⍺𝗋 : รัมัน

𝗅ı𝗄𝖾 𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀 ꮊ ❟ ตกลง . .  ⪩⊹⪨

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yizaicons · 7 months ago

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✦ RANDOM 💬 like/reblog if use ✦

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alcoholfreenayeon · 4 months ago

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Omg can you please do a continuation/part 2 where the other members help her out too🙏

Got the thrills Pt.2

CW: G!p Mina x Dahyun x Jihyo, smut, nsfw, oral, creampie, hint of fluff

A/N: Well here it is, I hope you like it anon, lemme know if you want a pt3🤭. Oh also I’ve started a tag list so if you guys want to be a part of it just let me know❤️.

Mina scrolled through her phone aimlessly, a bit bored. They were all supposed to leave by now but because of bad weather they ended up having to stay a couple days more. She sighed as she cycled through the same few apps aimlessly. Just as she was putting her phone down, ready to just take a nap to get rid of her boredom, there was a knock on her door. She gets up, opening the door cautiously only to see it’s Jihyo.

“Hi”, Mina says politely, opening the door completely and letting her in.

Jihyo walked in confidently giving Mina a once over before sitting on the edge of Mina’s bed looking at her. “I was rewatching the live stream Mina. I didn’t realize just how naughty you were being back there.”, Jihyo smirked.

Mina bit her tongue, looking away trying not to smile. “It was a spur of the moment but I’d say it was worth it…”.

Jihyo grinned, “Yeah I don’t blame you especially with the solo stages and all”, she shifted slightly, patting the sides, inviting Mina to sit next to her but accidentally knocks Mina’s phone off to the side on the floor. “Sorry”, Jihyo apologizes as she goes to the side to look for it.

At the same time, there was another knock on the door, Mina opened it to find a shy Dahyun quickly entering, not knowing Jihyo is here too because she was on the floor beside the bed, looking for Mina’s phone. She turns her back to the bed, facing the door and Mina, chewing on her lip nervously, “Uhm…unnie…I was just wondering..”, she fiddles with her pigtail nervously, “if you could…help me a little”.

Mina stepped closer, placing a hand on her chin, smirking, “What do you mean?”.

Dahyun bites her lip, trying not to meet Mina’s eyes, “uhm…you know…just”, Dahyun turns away, facing the bed again her face flushed only to find a surprised Jihyo sitting on it looking at her, “Jihyo unnie???”, she exclaims in surprise.

Mina then hugs her from behind, resting her head on Dahyun’s shoulders, “Don’t be shy, I’m sure Jihyo unnie won’t mind helping you-I mean us”.

Jihyo smirks, sitting up straighter, biting her finger, eyeing both girls greedily. She gets off the bed, approaching the duo confidently, placing her hands on Dahyun’s hips. “So what do you think we should do Mina, our poor Dahyun is feeling…naughty”.

Dahyun’s cheeks flush upon hearing that but she can’t deny it, she had watched the live stream back too and it stirred something in her. She nervously squirms in their arms.

Mina turns her head, kissing Dahyun’s cheek lovingly before gently biting her neck causing Dahyun to moan sharply. Jihyo giggles, gripping her waist tightly and leaning in, kissing her passionately. Dahyun can’t help but be turned on by this, losing all control with Mina biting and sucking her neck while Jihyo is beginning to make out with her. As Jihyo and Dahyun kiss, Mina leaves a trail of marks Dahyun’s neck, her hands roaming to grope Dahyun’s chest. A few moments later, Jihyo pulls back, grinning at Dahyun panting and her flushed face.

Mina then makes Dahyun gasp by suddenly turning her around so Dahyun faces her and now Mina makes out with her, holding her face possessively. Jihyo uses this opportunity to play with Dahyun’s ass, groping it through her skirt when Mina abruptly ends the make out session, breathing heavily, “Dahyun….be a good girl for me please…”, Mina politely says, pushing Dahyun down on her knees. Jihyo stops her halfway, grinning as she gets an idea, she places herself below Dahyun so that Dahyun can sit on Jihyo’s face while serving Mina.

Mina quickly takes off her shorts, letting her cock out, nearly slapping Dahyun’s face as it’s free. Dahyun looks up at in awe, it seems so much bigger and thicker up close but her admiration is cut short as Jihyo’s tongue works her magic, nearly causing her to fall over. Dahyun takes a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself as she feels Jihyo push her tongue inside her. She tries to focus on Mina, stroking her cock slowly despite not being able to wrap her hands around it completely. She slowly braces herself before wrapping her mouth around her tip, giving slow swirls of her tongue, her mouth is already feel stretched and it’s just the head. She gulps in her head and continues to roll her tongue, already able to taste Mina’s precum. A few more swirls and Dahyun feels a bit more confident, beginning to bob her head slowly take a bit more of her cock.

Jihyo meanwhile is enjoying herself as she throughly explores Dahyun’s pussy, her face is already drenched in her juices and she can’t seem to get enough. She pushes her tongue as deep as she can in her folds, holding her thighs around her head tightly almost like she wants Dahyun to not only suffocate her face with her pussy but also crush her head with her thighs.

Mina on the other hand has her eyes closed, one hand on Dahyun’s head, stroking her head slowly as she enjoys Dahyun. In truth, it was taking Mina all her willpower to not hold her head and just fuck her face mercilessly but since Dahyun was so shy about this as well as the fact that Mina didn’t want to be so rough with her younger member, she was restraining herself. It was a real struggle though since Dahyun was doing so well. Mina had her eyes closed not only because of the pleasure but also because if she saw her innocent and adorable Dahyun sucking her cock this good she would cum on the spot but at the same time she felt it would be a shame to cum without her whole length being down her throat. And as the pleasure kept increasing it was also getting harder to think clearly about this which was beginning to frustrate her.

Dahyun now bobbing her head skillfully start to moan into Mina’s cock as she feels her own release approaching rapidly which in turn sends vibrations on her cock giving her more pleasure. She grabs Mina’s hips and begins to bob her head faster wanting to make her cum before she cums herself. It seems to work as Mina grabs her head with her other hand too, holding tightly. She squeezes her legs around Jihyo tightly as she gets real close.

Mina is breathing heavily, panting almost, trying so hard to fight off her release but it’s also feeling too good to keep fighting against it. She starts to grit her teeth and is digging her nails in Dahyun’s head, breathing hard, “Ah-fuck!..D-Dahyun…ke-keep….keep going…”

Jihyo now moving her hands away from Dahyun’s thighs since she was seriously getting suffocated from how hard Dahyun was squeezing her head with them, decided to move her hands to Dahyun’s tits, wiggling her hands underneath her top and tweaking her nipples. She smiles inwardly and pinches them while at the same time sucking her clit and that does it.

Dahyun forces her head away from Mina’s cock and let’s put a high pitched squeal as she cums, coating Jihyo’s face further and holding onto Mina to stop herself from collapsing. As she pants, she shudders from her aftershocks as Jihyo keeps sucking and licking her clit, whimpering and yelping as she’s so sensitive right now.

Mina looks down at her in disapproval and annoyance as she feels her release slip away. She lets Dahyun catch her breath and she herself relaxes for a few moments before growling, “I told you not to stop.”, she pulls Dahyun up on her feet by her hair causing her to yelp, “I even let you go at your own pace but I guess you aren’t the good girl I thought you were. I’ll do things my way now.”

Dahyun feels scared for a moment by Mina’s sudden aggression but calms down a bit a moment later, “No, I didn’t mean to…I was just…Jihyo made me feel too good and I….”, Dahyun stumbles in her answer, knowing she did act a bit selfishly. Jihyo grins to herself, proud that her skills were the cause of this.

Mina sighs, “Ok I understand…you were already horny when you came here so…but”, She grabs Dahyun by her chin, “You are going to get on your knees again right now and let me use your mouth till I’m done. I don’t care this time if you want to or are cumming because Jihyo is not going to stop eating you out. So be a good girl for real this time and let me fuck your mouth.” Saying this, she pushed her down gently, ready to begin.

Dahyun obediently gets on her knees, looking up at Mina innocently as she gives her cock a few strokes before tentatively taking it in her mouth. She bobs her head a couple times, trying to get herself used to her size again but almost immediately she feels Mina grab hold of her head firmly and thrusts her cock all the way in. Dahyun’s eyes widen and she gags as Mina’s cock hits the back of her throat, her hands grabbing Mina’s thighs in response but it’s of no use. Her throat is repeatedly fucked relentlessly by Mina.

Jihyo continues to eat Dahyun out, feeling the effect of Mina pounding Dahyun’s throat as she clenches and releases her legs around her whenever Mina becomes rougher. She doesn’t let it affect her and does her best to make Dahyun cum again as quick as she can.

Mina is now holding onto Dahyun’s pigtails, using them to steer her face onto her cock as she becomes faster and rougher in fucking her face. Her hips begin to buckle and with a heavy breath Mina slams her cock down Dahyun’s throat one last time, holding her head tightly and groans as she begins to cum. Shooting huge waves of hot thick semen into Dahyun’s throat and mouth. Wave after wave, it just keeps spilling out, Dahyun’s mouth already full as her cheeks puff out and it begins to dribble out onto her chin. Mina still keeps cumming, her orgasm more intense after Dahyun had unintentionally edged her earlier, she grinds her cock slightly as she spurts out some more cum and Dahyun’s eyes widen as she chokes and coughs, semen even leaking out of her nose now. Finally after almost a minute, Mina lets go of her head and Dahyun quickly pulls back, coughing and panting, she manages to swallow the cum in her mouth slowly, her eyes hazy and unfocused. Mina looks down at her, finding the messy look on Dahyun really hot and her cock begins to harden again.

Just as Dahyun was gaining some sense back her eyes roll up and she cums, gasping and collapsing on top of Jihyo, shuddering as the pleasure overtakes her. Jihyo gets up slowly, panting herself, grinning at Dahyun’s appearance. “Wow you really made a mess of her….her face is looking so….used.”, her eyes go to Jihyo and she gasps in pleasant surprise, “Mina! You are already hard again?”

“Jihyo unnie, you have just been selfless today, let me take care of you now”, Mina said, standing up and Jihyo was happy to oblige, laying on her back, she spread her legs invitingly.

Mina wasted no time, slowly entering Jihyo, stretching her walls wide, sighing as she felt her warmth. Soon enough, Mina was thrusting fast, hard and deep into her. She had pinned Jihyo’s hands on either side of her head and was pounding her eagerly. She looked into Jihyo’s eyes greedily as she fucked her, liking the dynamic as her leader so willingly gave herself up to her, it just turned on Mina more.

Jihyo had her legs wrapped around Mina, moaning and sighing as she felt her pleasure build up rapidly. Soon enough, Jihyo moaned loudly, her walls clenching as she cums. This spurs on Mina’s own release and she begins to thrust faster before hilting herself deep into Jihyo, sighing as she began to shoot hot cum straight at her cervix causing Jihyo’s orgasm to prolong.

Sighing hard, Mina collapses on top of Jihyo who smiles lovingly, wrapping her hand around her neck, stroking her back. She kisses Mina’s forehead only to realize the girl had already fallen asleep. She lets out a small sigh as she feels her own waves of sleepiness approaching and doesn’t fight, all three of them passing out from their endeavors….

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