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next stop: your heartâ huh yunjin



genre: FLUFFF
synopsis: yunjin never planned to fall in love on the train. but one sketch, one sneeze, and one shared stop later⌠sheâs got a numberâand maybe her next muse
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yunjin liked mornings. not in the âearly bird gets the wormâ kind of way. no, she was the kind of morning person who liked the world when it was still yawningâwhen the sky was pale and sleepy, the streets werenât crowded yet, and everything felt a little softer.
thatâs why she took the 10:32 train every tuesday.
same window seat. same sketchbook in her lap. same playlist looping in her ears. she liked the routine of it all.
what she didnât like⌠was distractions.
and yet, she was doomed the moment she walked in.
or rather, slumped inâdragging her feet, hair a mess, hoodie sleeves covering her hands as she made her way into the seat across from yunjin. she had headphones on, a tote bag, and a face of pure exhaustion.
yunjin blinked.
the girl yawned. then immediately knocked her forehead against the window and muttered a little âow.â
yunjin blinked again.
her heart: weâre in trouble.
her brain: donât.
her hands: already flipping to a blank page.
she tried to be subtle. her pencil moved slowlyâlight strokes, the shape of her hood, the curve of her nose, the messy strands of hair that fell into her face. she kept glancing up, biting her lip, trying not to smile when the girl sniffled or adjusted her.
god sheâs so cute.
twenty minutes passed. yunjin didnât even feel the train moving.
thenâsuddenly.
the girl sneezed. violently. her headphones flew off. her tote bag slipped. something clattered to the floor.
âoh my god,â she said, voice raspy and mortified.
yunjin dropped her pencil.
they both bent down to grab the same thingâan unopened can of iced coffee that had rolled under the seat.
their fingers touched.
the girl looked up at her. really looked this time. eyes wide and startled, like a deer caught in the middle of tripping over her own feet.
ââŚhi?â she said.
âuh,â yunjin replied intelligently. âbless you.â
the girl laughed, nose scrunched. âthanks.â
they both sat up. silence.
yunjin stared at the sketch in her lap.
do it, her brain screamed. give it to her. be brave for once.
âum,â she said, heart doing parkour, âthis is kind of weird, but i drew you.â
y/n blinked. âwait. what?â
yunjin held out the paper like a truce flag. âyou just looked really cool. and a little tragic in a hot way. not likeâsad tragic, just likeâŚâ she trailed off. âyou know what? iâm making it worse.â
y/n took the paper with both hands, slowly unfolding it. her eyes scanned it once. then again.
âholy shit,â she breathed. âthis is me?â
yunjin nodded. âsorry. i know itâs weird. i justââ
âno,â y/n cut in, smiling. actually smiling, teeth and all. âthis is the coolest thing anyoneâs ever done for me.â
yunjin blinked.
âare you like,â y/n continued, âa professional or something?â
âi go to art school,â yunjin said.
y/n laughed. âcute.â
the train slowed.
ânext stop: grand avenue.â
they both stood up at the same time. again.
yunjin looked over. âyou getting off here too?â
y/n nodded. âheaded to the university. class in twenty. iâm already late.â
yunjin blinked. âme too. waitâwhatâs your major?â
âfilm,â y/n said. âi make weird sad movies about ducks.â
yunjin stared. âi literally watched one of those at the campus showcase.â
y/nâs jaw dropped. âwait. youâre the one who did the stop-motion piece with the paper cranes and opera music in the background??â
âyou watched that???â
âi cried, dude.â
âyou cried?! i was worried it was boring!â
they were both beaming now. like actual idiots.
they stepped off the train together, still caught in some weird cosmic bubble of shared chaos and accidental mutual admiration.
at the top of the escalator, y/n turned to her, holding up the sketch. âso⌠if i frame this and stare at it every day, do i have to pay royalties orâŚâ
ânah,â yunjin said, grinning. âbut i do accept coffee dates as payment.â
y/n blinked. once. then twice. then her face lit up.
âbold,â she said, smiling. âi like it.â
she pulled out her phone. âhere. give me your number before this moment becomes a sad montage in my next short film.â
yunjin typed it in with trembling fingers.
name saved as: the cute train girl
⸝
later that night
yunjin flopped onto her bed, face buried in a pillow, screaming into the void.
her phone buzzed.
y/n đ:
hey train girl. just wanted to say thanks again. for the sketch. and the weirdest, cutest train ride of my life
also⌠whatâs your coffee order? asking for a friend. (the friend is me.)
yunjin:
depends. whatâs yours?
y/n đ:
caramel macchiato with extra syrup and like. zero shame. judge me idc
yunjin:
iâd never judge u. youre too cute lol
y/n đ:
youâre literally the worst đ see you friday?
yunjin:
itâs a date.
y/n đ:
it better be
⸝
yunjin closed her phone and smiled into the dark.
maybe trains werenât so boring after all.
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Title: Say It Again
Pairing: Huh Yunjin x fem!6th member reader
Warnings: oral, use of strap, teasing, secret relationship, language/slang kink, mild dom!Yunjin, playful tone with emotional intimacy
Summary: You're the sixth member of LE SSERAFIM and secretly dating your roommate, Yunjin. After a day off, what begins as another one of her casual English slang lessons turns into something moreâwhen she decides a few words deserve a âvisual demonstration.â Turns out, learning can be very hands-on when your teacher is feeling mischievous.
The soft hum of the city outside was muffled by the thick dorm windows, leaving only the occasional rumble of a car passing in the distance. Inside, the LE SSERAFIM dorm was quiet. Kazuha and Eunchae were out late, Sakura was napping with her door closed, and Chaewon had curled up on the couch with a book, headphones in. It was a rare day off â one they all desperately needed.
You were in your shared room, seated cross-legged on your bed with a half-eaten bag of chips beside you, a notebook open on your lap. Yunjin, or Jennifer as she liked to be called when she was in one of her playful moods, was sprawled on her stomach on the floor, a pencil twirling between her fingers as she leaned her cheek against her free hand.
âYou still wanna learn more?â she asked, glancing up at you with that lazy, teasing smile that always made your chest warm.
âOf course,â you replied, smiling back. âYou promised youâd teach me more English slang today.â
Yunjin propped herself up on her elbows, the pencil dropping to the floor with a clatter. âRight, right. Canât have my girlfriend getting roasted on Weverse for mixing up âlitâ and âshit.ââ
You threw a chip at her, laughing. âI did not do that on purpose! It sounded the same when you said it!â
She grinned and rolled onto her side, her long legs kicking up lazily as she reached for your notebook. âAlright, baby. Letâs level up. Todayâs class is⌠Advanced English with Jennifer.â
You narrowed your eyes suspiciously. âWhat kind of âadvancedâ?â
Yunjin flipped to a fresh page in your notebook and dramatically wrote in big, messy letters:
SEX SLANG 101.
Your eyes widened, and you burst out laughing. âWhat?! No way! Are you seriously teaching me this?â
âYup,â she said with a completely straight face. âYou said you wanted to talk to international fans more. What if they ask you what âblow jobâ means?â
You flushed instantly. âTheyâre not gonna ask that!â
âYou donât know that,â Yunjin said, scooting closer to sit on the bed across from you. âWhat if one of them tweets something like, ây/n can blow me like a flute,â and youâre just like âaww cuteâ and retweet it?â
You buried your face in your hands, groaning. âStop, oh my godâŚâ
Yunjin leaned in, laughter bubbling out of her. âYouâre so cute when you get flustered. Okay, class is in session. First word: âhead.ââ
You peeked through your fingers. âLike⌠the thing on your neck?â
Yunjin nodded solemnly. âYes. But also no. In slang, it means oral sex. Like⌠giving someone head.â
You blinked. âBut why would it be called that?â
âI donât make the rules,â she said with a shrug. âNext word: âride.ââ
You frowned. âLike⌠a car?â
âMm, again, yes. But also⌠you know, like when someoneâs on top during sex.â
Your face was burning now, and Yunjin was clearly having the time of her life. She listed a few more, each more ridiculous than the last â âhit it,â âgrind,â âtap that,â âpull out,â âblow your back out.â You couldnât tell what was real anymore. Especially because she started giving fake meanings halfway through, all with the same innocent expression.
ââBlow your back outâ means⌠giving someone a really good back massage,â she said sweetly.
You squinted at her. âYouâre lying.â
âNope,â she replied with a halo of sincerity. âA massage so good it realigns your spine.â
âYunjin.â
âYes?â
You dropped your notebook and crawled toward her. âTell me the real meanings.â
She raised a brow. âAre you sure you can handle the truth?â
You leaned closer. âI think I deserve to know what Iâm actually saying.â
She grinned. âAlright. Then how about I show you?â
Your breath caught.
There was a pause â thick, slow, hot â and in it, you saw the gleam in her eyes, that knowing smirk, the way her body leaned in with purpose. You swallowed.
âShow meâŚ?â you repeated, heart pounding.
Yunjinâs voice dipped low, seductive and teasing. âA visual demonstration. You know. So you donât forget.â
You were speechless, and that was all she needed.
She kissed you.
It started soft â the brush of her lips over yours, one hand sliding to your jaw. But Yunjin never stayed soft for long. Her mouth opened, pulling a breathy gasp from you as her tongue flicked teasingly against yours. She climbed into your lap without breaking the kiss, straddling you as her hands slid under your shirt.
âLet me teach you properly,â she murmured into your mouth. âWord by word.â
You nodded, breathless, dizzy with the way she felt on top of you.
She whispered the first one as she tugged your shirt over your head.
âHead.â
You gasped again as her mouth kissed down your neck, then lower, trailing heat between your breasts. Her tongue circled your nipple, slow and wet, and your hips jerked. You whimpered.
âThis,â she said, sliding down, âis what giving head feels like.â
She pulled your shorts down, kissing over your thighs, spreading your legs gently. You bit your lip, already slick, already throbbing with anticipation. Yunjin licked a stripe up your folds and smiled against you when your breath hitched.
âGonna give my girl head like she deserves,â she murmured, and then her mouth was on you.
You moaned, hands fisting in the sheets, as her tongue worked magic â slow, teasing strokes, then fast flicks. She sucked gently at your clit and you cried out.
She looked up from between your legs with wicked eyes. âSay it.â
âH-head,â you stammered, body trembling.
âGood girl.â
She kept going until your legs were shaking, then pulled back just before you tipped over. You whined in protest, but she was already crawling back up, licking her lips.
âNext word,â she whispered. âRide.â
You barely had time to breathe before she tugged her shirt off, revealing toned lines and soft skin you knew too well but never enough. She kissed you again, hungry and hot, and reached for the drawer beside your bed.
The strap she pulled out was familiar â sleek, dark, and just for nights like this.
âYou ride me,â she whispered. âThatâs what it means.â
You nodded eagerly, already aching for it, as she helped you lower yourself onto her lap. She held the base steady as you sank down slowly, inch by inch, gasping at the stretch. Your fingers dug into her shoulders.
Once seated, you rolled your hips experimentally, moaning at the pressure.
âThatâs it,â Yunjin groaned, hands on your waist. âNow ride me, baby.â
You moved â hips lifting and falling, grinding in slow circles. Her lips found your neck again, biting softly as your pace increased. Her name spilled from your lips again and again.
âFuck, you feel so good,â she rasped.
You whimpered. âYunjinâahâfeels so fullââ
âTell me another word,â she panted.
âG-grind,â you moaned.
She bucked her hips up. âGood girl.â
You kept moving until your thighs were burning and your stomach was tight with heat, so close, so damn closeâ
She gripped your hips and fucked up into you hard, again and again, until the coil snapped. You came with a cry, clinging to her, body shaking in waves.
Yunjin held you through it, peppering kisses over your shoulder and neck.
After a moment, she pulled you close, letting you rest on her chest, still tangled together.
âYou okay?â she asked softly, brushing your hair back.
You nodded against her. âBest⌠English lesson ever.â
She laughed. âGlad to be of service.â
You kissed her jaw. âSo whatâs âblow your back outâ really mean?â
She smirked. âExactly what I just did.â
You groaned, and she laughed harder, holding you tighter.
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request: g!p yunjin x subby bratty 6th member reader + i kinda made you guys hate each other in this... what's better than enemies to lovers heh.. let me know if i missed something anon!!
i was gooning while writing this... i thought i should let yall knowđĽš
cw: degradation (bitch, slut), u give unnie a bj then she fucks you, she slaps you, she bites your shoulder wc: 2.06k
Youâre halfway onto the dorm kitchen counter when Yunjin walks in.
Of courseeee, of course itâs her and she has to walk in that exact moment.
You hear the sigh before she even speaks, and you know exactly what face sheâs making without turning around, that pinched expression, all jaw tension and narrowed eyes, like sheâs two seconds away from filing a formal complaint to management. âYouâre seriously doing this again?â
You hum, unbothered, letting your legs dangle off the edge. âGood evening to you too, unnie.â
âIâm not in the mood, Y/n.â
âYou never are. Thatâs part of your charm.â
Yunjin walks past you, snatches a protein shake out of the fridge, and shuts the door with a little more force than necessary. You catch the way her shoulder tenses, and for some reason, it makes you smile.
âI need the almond milk,â you say sweetly.
She doesnât even look at you. âUse your legs.â
âIâm short.â
âWell isn't that tragic.â
You tilt your head, faking innocence. âBut youâre so tall and sooooo helpful!! Wouldnât it just make your day to do something nice for your teammate?â
She finally turns then, slow, deliberate, and levels you with that look. That sharp, unimpressed, Iâm this close to drop-kicking you look.
âWhy do you always start with me?â she asks, tone flat.
âBecause itâs fun.â
Yunjin laughs. Itâs humorless, barely more than an exhale. âYouâre exhausting.â
âAnd yet, here you are, still talking to me.â
Thereâs a pause, just a second too long, where neither of you says anything. The air feels tight and charged, definitely not in a good way, not in a soft, flirty way either. Itâs sharp, bristling.
You hop off the counter slowly, closing the gap between you with deliberate steps. Close enough that you can see the twitch in her jaw. âYouâre not gonna get rid of me by pretending to hate me, yâknow.â
She scoffs. âIâm not pretending.â
You smile, too wide to be sincere. âSure, unnie.â
ââââŕ¨ŕ§ââââ
Youâve been in LE SSERAFIM for just nearly a year, a late addition to the tight knit group, and already half the fandom thinks you and Yunjin want to kill each other.
The other half thinks youâre secretly hooking up behind closed doors.
Youâre not, (unfortunately for the two of you.)
The reality is more complicated. Sheâs sharp, youâre sharp. She hates how loud you are, you hate how self-righteous she is. You poke, she snaps. Itâs a cycle, an annoying routine.
Itâs also weirdly addictive.
Sheâs the only one who doesnât fold when you start acting up. The others laugh you off or play along. Yunjin just glares and tells you to shut up, and well, you kind of like it.
Not in a nice way⌠more in a grab her face mid-argument and see if she flinches kind of way.
ââââŕ¨ŕ§ââââ
During practice, you âaccidentallyâ switch your water bottle with hers.
She doesnât notice until she takes a sip and gags, and you make a stank face while turned away because why is she gaggingâŚ?!
âSeriously, Y/n?â she glares.
âOh no,â you deadpan. âWas that my bottle?â
She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand. âYouâre disgusting.â
You smile with teeth, cackling. âWant another sip, unnie?â
Chaewon calls a five-minute break before someone gets slapped.
ââââŕ¨ŕ§ââââ
Later, after everyoneâs gone quiet in the dorm, you creep into the kitchen again. It's 1:23 a.m. Youâre not even hungry. You just like the silence.
Well, until she walks in, of course. Again.
âLet me guess,â you say, not even looking at her. âYou sensed I was having a peaceful moment and came to ruin it.â
Yunjin doesnât rise to the bait. Just grabs a glass and fills it from the sink.
âYouâve got issues,â she mutters.
You lean against the counter, arms crossed, eyes half-lidded. âTakes one to know one, unnie.â
âYou think everythingâs a game.â
You push off the counter, slowly approaching her. âAnd you hate that you canât stop playing.â
She turns toward you then. Her eyes are dark, unreadable. Thereâs a pause, again, that silence that stretches just a little too long.
âYouâre lucky youâre in the group,â she says, voice low. âOtherwise, I wouldnât deal with you.â
You raise a brow. âFunny. You deal with me an awful lot for someone who supposedly canât stand me.â
Her jaw clenches. âYou think I enjoy this?â
âI think you enjoy being mad at me,â you murmur, stepping just close enough that your shoulder brushes hers. âFeels better than admitting you donât know what to do with me.â
Yunjin holds your gaze. Doesnât move. Doesnât flinch. âDonât flatter yourself, Y/n,â she says coldly. And yet, she doesnât move away.
You stare at each other in the dark kitchen for another beat, both too stubborn to look away first.
Eventually, you smile again, slow, dangerous smile. âGoodnight, unnie.â
You brush past her on your way out, deliberately letting your hand graze her waist as you go, leaving her quiet. She doesnât say a word.
But you know she wonât stop thinking about it, so you decide to trigger her one last time, and you shouldn't have done that (you shouldâve done it earlier if you knew she was gonna snap the way she did).
ââââŕ¨ŕ§ââââ
You plan something fun, something that you believe Yunjin would get angry at. You lean just a little too close to the male stylist, laughing at some dumb joke he made, placing a hand on his arm as you giggle like you donât see the way Yunjin is watching you from across the dressing room.
You definitely see it, heat rising in your lower stomach at the way sheâs staring at you.
Sheâs pretending to scroll on her phone, one leg crossed over the other, but you know her too well now. That sharp flick of her eyes. The way her fingers are drumming on the armrest like sheâs holding herself back from throwing the nearest object. Her jaw clenched so hard itâs practically carved from stone.
You press your tongue into your cheek to hide your grin.
A little more. Just a little more, and she would snap. You ask the stylist to fix your shirt, practically pushing your tits in his face whenâ
âY/n,â she snaps, sharp as glass. You glance over innocently. âYes, unnie?â
âGet over here.â
The tone makes the stylist step away like heâs just been caught doing something illegal. You take your time walking over, all slow steps and sugar-sweet smiles, because if sheâs gonna yell, you at least want to earn it.
âWhatâs up?â you ask, blinking like you didnât just flirt with someone in her line of sight for five minutes straight.
Yunjin stands. It's like her anger gave her another few inches, because she looked taller (and hotter). And right now? Pissed.
She grabs your wrist and yanks you down the hallway, past stylists and makeup artists and assistants who all look away politely, as if they didnât just witness the sexual equivalent of a bomb ticking.
âYunjin,â you sing under your breath, âpeople are gonna think weâre sneaking off to make out.â
She doesnât say anything.
She doesnât have to, because the look in her eyes is louder than anything she could possibly say.
She pulls you into an empty dressing room and shuts the door with a slam. You have exactly two seconds to say something before sheâs pushing you up against the wall, both hands braced on either side of your head.
The tension doesnât crack. It shatters.
âY/n? Really? Are you trying to piss me off?â she demands, voice low, shaking with something just under the surface.
You blink up at her, lips twitching. âMmm. Maybe.â
Her eyes narrow. âYou think itâs funny?â
âI think you being this mad over a stylist fixing my clothes and doing HIS JOB⌠is very funny.â
Her hands slam the wall. You flinch, but not in fear, but in thrill. âYou donât get it,â she says, voice rough. âYou never get it.â
âThen explain it to me.â Yunjin stares you down, chest rising and falling too fast. Her hand moves, cups your jaw, roughly, like sheâs thinking about shaking you. Or maybe kissing you. Or both.
âYou walk around like everyone wants you,â she hisses. âYou act like nothing touches you. Like none of this means anything.â
You smirk. âAnd yet here you are, pressed up against me, heavily breathing like you want to eat me or something.â
âI hate you, Y/n,â she spits, and you only laugh at that comment. âLiar.â
She freezes. You lean up, closing the last inch of space between you. Your voice drops to a whisper.
âSo this is what it takes to make you touch me?â Her hand tightens on your jaw. âYunjinââ And then sheâs kissing you, hardly, messily and angrily.
Itâs not romantic, it's not gentle. Itâs the kind of kiss youâve both been too proud to admit you wanted, all teeth and heat and months of shoved-down feelings exploding at once.
You gasp against her mouth, and she uses it to slide her tongue against yours like sheâs punishing you for every smug smile, every flirtatious eye-roll, every whispered âunnieâ that drove her insane.
âGet on your knees,â Yunjin commands. âSince your attitude is so fucking awful, you won't be able to walk straight for a week.â
She unzips her jeans while standing in front of you, her dick hard and throbbing. âOpen wide,â she commands. You open your mouth, and she pushes your head down onto her shaft. She grabs your hair, holding you in place as she thrusts into your mouth.
âFuck, your mouth feels so good,â Yunjin groans. She pulls your head down further, fucking your throat. You gag and choke, saliva mixed with precum running down the side of your neck, but she doesn't let up. âThatâs it, take it all,â she moans, âyou were made for my cock.â
She pulls out and slaps your face hard. âNow it's your turn,â she says, running a hand through her hair. You got up, and Yunjin pushed you onto your tummy over the table, kicking your legs open.
You look up at her, tears running down the side of your face, squealing when she pushes her knee into your pussy, grinding against it, before replacing the sensation with her fingers. âYunjin⌠a-ahh⌠unnieâŚâ
The unnie in question only laughs, grabbing your hair and yanking your head back, to watch you as she fucked her fingers into you, dick getting harder as your moans spilled out of your mouth uncontrollably.
âYou're such a dirty slut,â she said into your ear, her breath hitting you. âIf you wanted to fuck me, you couldve just asked instead of trying to constantly make my life hell.â
Yunjin pushes your face into the dressing table, her dick rubbing against your ass. âI'm going to ruin your tight little pussy,â she groaned. âYou're mine now.â
She thrusts into you from behind, her hips slapping against your ass. âFuck, you're so tight,â she groans. âI could fuck you all day.â She pulls your hair harder, using it as a handle to fuck you deeper. âTake it, you little slut. Take my cock.â
Her hand reaches around to massage your clit roughly, the other hand leaving your hair to squeeze your nipple. The combined feelings made you throw your head back, arching into Yunjin further. âCum for me, Y/n,â your older member gasps. âI want to⌠hah, feel you⌠fuck..â her thrusts are faster now, harder, and more sloppy. She leaned in closer to bite your shoulder, muffling her moans. âNow, bitch, cum now.â
You can't hold back any longer. You cum hard, your pussy clenching around her shaft. Yunjin follows soon after, emptying herself inside you. She pulls out and leans down, her lips meeting yours hungrily.
You break the kiss first, barely, forehead against hers, breathless and smiling. âStill hate me?â you whisper breathlessly, and âinnocentlyâ.
âDonât push it,â she mutters. You reach for her hand and press it flat against your chest. âToo late.â
Yunjin curses under her breath, then pulls you in again, this time, slower.
ââââŕ¨ŕ§ââââ
later that night, in your shared notes app draft:
> things that get yunjin to kiss/fuck you:
being a brat
talking to literally any man
calling her unnie in that voice
letting her lose control.
add more later (đ¤)
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âGosh Iâm Screwedâ



Synopsis: You move in thinking the worst is overâno more rivals, no more drama. But then sheâs there. Huh Yunjin. Loud, stubborn, unforgettable. You clash, bicker, surviveâuntil one rainy night, she leans on your shoulder and says she trusts you. And suddenly, youâre not sure when enemies turned into something softer.
Word Count: 1,786
Huh Yunjin X Male Reader
It wasnât an extraordinary day. Just the usual nerves and excitement as you made your way toward your new dormâyour new life, really. Accepted into your dream university, far away from the awkward corridors and cursed lockers of junior high. Finally, a fresh start. No more ghosts from your past. No more ex-friends, ex-crushes, or that one person you swore youâd never talk to again.
You unlocked the dorm door, half-expecting creaky hinges or maybe a weird smell. Instead, it swung open silently.
And there she was.
Midnight-blue hair, slightly tousled. Legs crossed on a fluffy white carpet, surrounded by chaosâhalf-unpacked luggage, clothes scattered everywhere, a sock dangling from a lamp for some reason. She was muttering something to herself, completely unaware of your presence.
Your heart stuttered.
âHUH?!â you blurted out, frozen in the doorway.
She looked up, blinking.
âWhatâyou calling me orââ
Then recognition hit her like a slap.
âWHAT?! Y/N?â
You pointed at her like she was a ghost.
âYouâve got to be kidding me.â
She stood, eyes narrowing.
âWait, donât tell me⌠youâre my roommate?â
âNo, no, no. Thereâs no way they would do this to me. I escaped you years ago!â
âYou escaped me? Please. I was the one carrying the group project while youâwait, are those my socks on the floor?â
She didnât even blink.
âTheyâre not yours if I stole them first.â
You groaned and dropped your duffel bag to the floor.
There goes your peaceful, enemy-free college life.
The first week was a disaster.
Arguments flared over the smallest thingsâ
âWhoâs washing this?â
âWhoâs cooking that?â
âCan you even manage this?â
âCan you?â
It was like walking on eggshells while juggling knives. Petty, childish, loud. Two people stuck in the same four walls, both too proud to budge an inch. Immature? Absolutely. But neither of you really had a choice.
You were roommates now. Like it or not.
So you fell into a rhythm of avoiding each other. Sideways glares at the sink full of dishes. Muted grumbling when one of you left your laundry out too long. It was tiring, but tolerable
It had only been two weeks since the chaos of your surprise reunion with Huh Yunjin, and things were⌠tense, to say the least.
Passive-aggressive post-it notes. Silent battles over the thermostat. Eye rolls so synchronized they could be choreographed. Sheâd blast her music while studying, and youâd âaccidentallyâ take too long in the bathroom before her 8 a.m. class.
But one night, you came back from a late class to find the dorm unusually quiet.
Too quiet.
The lights were off, the air still. You spotted a lump under the blanket on the couch, barely moving. Thatâs when you noticed: one of her textbooks lay open on the floor, her notes halfway scribbled, her pen dropped like sheâd just⌠given up.
You crept closer.
Yunjin was curled up in a hoodie far too big for her, face pale, nose pink, and her usually snarky expression replaced by something small and tired.
âYouâre sick,â you said softly.
She groaned, not even opening her eyes. âNo, Iâm not.â
âLiar.â
You didnât push it. Just disappeared into the kitchen.
She was too out of it to notice, but you made her tea, dug through your stash to find cold medicine, and even microwaved the soup your mom made you take with you on move-in dayâher favorite kind, somehow. When you came back, she was still curled up, sniffling quietly.
Without a word, you set the tea on the table next to her, folded the extra blanket over her legs, and placed the medicine within reach.
Her eyes peeked open, dazed.
âWhatâs all this?â
You shrugged. âSomeoneâs gotta take care of you.â
She stared at you, a little stunned, a little stubborn.
âI donât needââ
âDidnât ask if you needed it. Just doing it anyway.â
She blinked. And for once, didnât argue. Just pulled the blanket a little higher.
The next morning, your name was scrawled in uneven handwriting on a post-it note stuck to your desk.
âThanks. Donât let this get to your head. â Yunjin (who is very much not dying)â
You didnât smile.
Okay, maybe you did.
Things finally settled, the heavy storm subsided, everything feels normal, at pace even. The dorm finally feels like home.
Then.
One day.
The storm outside had passed, but the rain still tapped against the window like it had something to say. You were half-asleep on the couch, scrolling aimlessly on your phone, when you noticed Yunjin standing by the kitchen, holding a glass of water she hadnât touched.
She looked⌠off. Her hoodie sleeves were tugged over her hands, her eyes distant. Not annoyed, not sarcastic. Just⌠quiet.
âYou good?â you asked, voice low, not wanting to startle the moment.
She didnât answer right away. Just stared at the water like it held a memory. Then slowly, she padded over to the couch and sat beside youâclose, but not touching.
âI didnât think Iâd last a week here,â she said softly. âWith you.â
You chuckled. âWow. Thanks.â
âNo, I meanâŚâ She glanced at you, eyes sincere. âItâs not you. Itâs me. I donât do well with⌠people.â
You tilted your head. âSince when? You were always the loudest person in the room.â
âYeah, because being loud keeps people at a distance.â
That made you pause.
She fiddled with the sleeves of her hoodie. âIn junior high, I wasnât just competing with you because I wanted to win. I think I was scared youâd actually see me. Like, really see me. And maybe not like what you saw.â
You sat up a little straighter, watching her.
âBut you didnât flinch when I was sick,â she continued. âYou didnât tease me or make me feel small. You just⌠helped. Quietly. Like it wasnât a big deal.â
You swallowed, heart thudding.
âIt wasnât a big deal. Not to me.â
She looked at you again, and this time, didnât look away
âIt was to me.â
A beat.
Then she leaned her head on your shoulder, exhaling like sheâd been holding something in for years.
âI trust you,â she whispered. âI donât know why or when it happened, but I do.â
You didnât move. Just let her rest there, letting your shoulder be hers for as long as she needed.
Outside, the rain kept fallingâbut inside, everything had quieted.
For the first time since moving in together, it finally felt like home.
Days went on âNormallyâ, not for you though.
She walked into the living room one afternoon, a hoodie balled in her arms.
âYou left this in the dryer,â she said, tossing it onto your lap. âStill warm.â
You nodded a lazy thanks, ready to shrug it on, until she tilted her head, amused.
âWait, this is the one that smells like you,â she muttered, almost to herself. Then, before you could even process it, she leaned in. Just a little.
Close enough to press her nose to your shoulder.
âYup. Definitely you.â
Your brain short-circuited.
She pulled back like it was nothing, flopping onto the couch beside you, scrolling on her phone.
Meanwhile, you sat there, stunned, gripping the now-sacred hoodie like it was evidence in a federal case.
Another time, she wandered into your room without knockingâagain.
âYou have nail clippers?â she asked, yawning, hair messy from a midday nap.
You pointed toward the desk drawer, trying very hard to not notice how loose her shirt hung off one shoulder.
She sat cross-legged on your bed like it was hers, clipping her nails while humming some melody under her breath. Then, randomly:
âYou know, if I ever get married, my husbandâs gonna have to deal with this,â she said, wiggling her toes dramatically.
You blinked. âWhat?â
âThat Iâm comfortable. Like this.â She stretched. âJust barging into rooms and stealing nail clippers. Heâd better be obsessed with me.â
You chuckled, heart racing for no good reason.
âHe probably would be.â
She smiled without looking at you.
You bit your tongue before the words âI already amâ could escape.
And then there was the night she fell asleep on your bed.
Not passed out, not by accidentâvoluntarily.
She came in whining about a headache and threw herself face-down into your sheets.
âYou have good pillow karma,â she mumbled.
âWhat?â
âYour pillows. Theyâre cooler than mine. Better energy.â
âYou mean theyâre not covered in your tragic taste in scented detergent.â
She laughed, eyes closed. âExactly.â
And when you offered to wake her after a few minutes, she just waved her hand and whispered:
âStay.â
You did.
Even though your desk chair was hell on your spine and your room smelled like her shampoo for the rest of the week.
Months passed, days and nights cycled as per usual.
you were in your room, somber music playing, but when then it changed into a more romantic one and instantly your mind shifted to her.
You told yourself she didnât mean anything by it.
That she was just touchy. Friendly. Unfiltered.
But every little thing she did carved another dent into your defenses.
And by the time she leaned her head on your shoulder that rainy nightâŚ
You knew you were already gone
You didnât realize you were falling until it felt normal.
Until her toothbrush next to yours stopped feeling like an invasion, and more like it belonged there. Until the sound of her singing off-key while cookingâhair tied up messily in a bun, sleeves too longâfelt like background music your days werenât complete without.
It didnât hit you all at once. It crept in slowly.
The little things, like how she always left the light on when she knew youâd come home late. Or how she never said anything about your worst days, just slid your favorite drink next to your laptop without a word. How she started calling you âdummyâ with less venom, more fondness.
But the moment you knew?
It was a Wednesday.
She was sitting cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by papers and open textbooks, glasses slipping down her nose. You were on the couch, half-watching her mutter formulas to herself while eating spicy ramen. And she looked up at you, lips pouting from the heat, face flushed, and said:
âI donât get it. I think Iâm actually dumb now.â
You laughed. âYouâre not dumb. Youâre just sleep-deprived.â
She groaned and slumped back dramatically. âMaybe I should just drop out and become a barista. At least then Iâll get free coffee.â
You stared at her for a second too long.
Her hair was messy. Her eyes were tired. She had kimchi on the corner of her mouth.
And you thoughtâGod, Iâm so screwed.
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đŽIGNED â A YUNJIN SMAU
youâre the worst neighbor yunjin could ever ask for. always playing loud music and throwing parties all night long, after yunjin reaches her limit she starts leaving notes at your door.
KNOCK KNOCK â in progress. every monday
# TAGS yunjin x fem ! reader, crack, humor, rivals to lovers, smau, neighbors, opposites attract, slow burn, hate bickering
FEATURES le sserafim, ive
IMPORTANT this smau is a work of fiction and is not an accurate representation of yunjin or her actions.
starring night mode | the sane ones
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where we say goodbye



"but i'm letting go, i'm giving up the ghost. but don't get me wrong, i'll always love you, that's why i wrote you this very last song."
pairing: idol!huh yunjin x dream academy!reader synopsis: yunjin broke up with you and left you and everything behind in new york. years later, you meet each other again and the ghost that haunts you both becomes harder to ignore. tags: mostly angst with a bit of fluff here and there. CW: lots of swearing, kissing. an: just want to put out there that this is not a REAL portrayal of the people mentioned in this fic. all events are fictional and are for entertainment purposes only. wc: 6972
⯠now playing: oceans and engines - niki
âI bet you canât make that jump.âÂ
You looked up at Jen, confused. You werenât sure what she was referring to. You were sitting on the rooftop of your school, waiting for the sun to set. It was your thing. If one or the other didnât have an activity after school, you would meet on the roof to watch the sunset together. You always thought it was silly but Jen thought it was a great bonding activity.Â
You were also in love with Jennifer Huh and would have done anything for her, but that was a whole different story.Â
You walked toward the girl and placed your hands on her shoulders. You peered over the ledge with curious eyes. The jump she referred to was the roof of your gymnasium. There was a gap between the main building and the gym, and below was an alleyway where students would hang out and skip class. In theory, the gap wasnât extraordinarily huge. It was small enough that you considered taking on the challenge.Â
âWhat would I get if I did it?â You teased, squeezing her shoulders playfully. You knew she didnât mean it. You knew that Jen would never make a bet like this if it meant you could get hurt. You were too precious to the older girl. Jen looked up at you and rolled her eyes in response, she leaned against you, smiling as she felt you wrap your arms around her shoulders.Â
âIâll kiss you.â It was a joke. Honestly, it was. You both always joked around like this. It was playful, flirty banter between two friends. Jen heard you hum in response. She widened her eyes once she felt your arms removed from her shoulders. Suddenly, your presence was gone. Jen spun around quickly to see you jogging to the other side of the building. You turned around and smiledâ that stupid smile. You pointed at her, winking. You shouted, âSay less,â and prepared yourself, taking a deep breath.Â
Jen crossed her arms, not believing you would do it. Her brows furrowed as you started running toward the other side, picking up speed. The Korean girl waited for you to slow down, but you kept the same pace. Jen widened her eyes and watched you get closer. She gasped, âY/n L/n!â Before you could even step foot on the ledge, the older girl grabbed your arm, pulling you into her arms tightly, as if scared youâd try to jump from the ledge again.Â
âYou fucking idiot.â She whispered into your chest, clutching at your shirt. âYou fucking scared me.â You chuckled and held her back, just as tightly. You ran your fingers through her hair, whispering an apology. You stood together for a while, the sun finally setting in the distance. You decided to break the silence first. âI guess I really wanted that kiss.â Jen snorted in response, pulling away slightly to look up at you. She swatted at your shoulder and scoffed, âI was joking.âÂ
âWell, Iâm not,â You challenged. Jen looked for any signs of joking on your face, but there was nothing. She glanced at your lips and looked back up at you. There was a small smile playing on your lips. You pressed your forehead against hers, your lips were centimeters apart. You whispered, âDonât keep me waiting, Jennifer Huh.âÂ
You were 15 when you kissed her for the first time. It was a spring day and the flowers bloomed beautifully.Â
There were a lot of differences between Los Angeles and New York City.Â
But the one difference that mattered to you most was that it had no trace of your ex.Â
You often told your friends from high school that you wanted a change in scenery. It wasnât a lie, necessarily. After living in New York your whole life, the yearning to live somewhere warmer became stronger as the years passed. But what ultimately solidified your decision was that there were no remnants of your ex on the West Coast.Â
(Everywhere you went in New York, it reminded you of the Korean girl. Days where you had to take the subway were worse. You often thought about her hand in yours, her head on your shoulder. You kept a pair of wired headphones just so you two could share. These daydreams plagued you to the point where you would miss your stop and get off on hers instead).Â
In Los Angeles, you like to think youâre a completely different person. It took you a while to figure out who that person was, but now itâs someone without Jennifer Huh. However, you found it much more difficult once the girl debuted. Your friends, who were avid K-Pop fans, loved Le Sserafim. One of them even shared they were a âYunjin Biasâ (whatever that means, you try not to let it bother you when you glance at their phone case and see a picture of your ex staring at you, tauntingly). But you decide to keep it a secret. One, it was rather embarrassing for you to share that your ex is now a well-known celebrity while you were still a broke, college student. And two, you prefer not to discuss your old relationship. It was a wound that hadnât closed and that was even more ridiculous to admit.Â
It had been at least a year, maybe two. You werenât sure, you stopped counting.Â
Youâre at lunch with your friends when they present the flyer they saw on TikTok the day before. It was an audition call for a project created by a music company in Korea and another company in Los Angeles. Hybe x Geffen Records. The Korean company sounded familiar and you wonder if it was one that Jen mentioned when she first started pursuing her career as an idol. You look at your friends who all give you knowing looks, silently telling you to go for it.Â
(You imagine Jen squeezing your hand, leaning close to you to whisper, âOnly if youâre sure.â)
That night, you take a shot at the audition. Itâs not like you were expecting much to begin with.Â
You stood in front of Jenâs house, box in hand. Your hands were slightly shaking. You stood there, waiting, knowing what was to come when the door opens. Youâve stood at this front door many times before. This time, unfortunately, maybe the last.Â
The door suddenly swung open to reveal the Korean girl. You began to feel nervous, seeing Jen right in front of you. You hadnât seen her in weeks. After the breakup, you hadnât exchanged many words until recently. She sent you a text earlier in the week, asking for the stuff she has left at your house throughout the years. These items included band T-shirts, hoodies, jewelry, books, sketchbooks, and other random items.Â
Things you never thought youâd part from.Â
You handed her the box, trying to keep your composure. Jen took it slowly, not daring to look up at your face. She knew if she did, she would take everything back. She would stay in New York and leave behind everything she has ever worked for. You looked at her, secretly wishing she would. You had so much to say. So much to tell Jen. You wanted to tell her about the cute dog you saw on the walk here. You wanted to tell her how you got accepted to another university. You had so much to say, but you knew it wouldnât matter anymore.Â
You were broken up. And thatâs all there was to it.Â
Jen took a deep breath, knowing if she stayed longer in front of you, she would want to know how your day went. She would begin to ask minuscule questions just so you would stay longer. She knew herself too well. Jen finally looked up at you, smiling softly. She broke the silence between you two, knowing it was the least she could do.Â
âI⌠Wish you the best.â It was only five words. But it hit you a lot harder than you expected it to.Â
(The night you broke up, you begged her for at least a chance to try. They did long distance before so who is to say they couldnât again? But Jen told you this time was different. This time, she couldnât risk it). Â
You looked at Jen with a softness in your eyes you kept reserved for her and her only. You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath. You opened them to see Jen, for what may be the last time. You memorized the way her hair fell below her shoulders, the little mole below her eye, and the one on her chin. You took a mental picture of the way Jen looked at you. She doesnât say it, but you knew.Â
She loved you. But now she had to let you go.Â
You took a shaky breath and smiled. You couldnât stand here all day even if you wanted to. You could have stayed here forever. You could have sat outside Jenâs door, waiting for her to come home for years if it meant she would one day. She would still have her Jen smile and soft brown eyes. But instead, you stuffed your hands in your pockets. You took one more glance at the girl and nodded.
âYou too.â
Huh Yunjin would have never thought this would be her life now.Â
She would have never thought the risk of moving to Korea would be like this. She only saw these things happening in her dreams. The millions of fans, the people genuinely listening to her original songs, the success⌠It was everything and so much more than she anticipated. She would be lying if there wasnât a cost. She gave up everything for this amount of love and support from all over the world. She worked so hard. So hard to the point where the exhaustion would become too much. She remembers how often she went to seek comfort from her older members. All the tears she shed to get to this point. But it was all worth it.Â
She likes to think it was.Â
She arrived at the Hybe building with her members, feeling anxious for their meeting. She hated being called to the conference room, especially if it was to meet with their Head Executive. She never knew what to expect. She always walked into the room with a sense of dread that the news would be disbandment. She always expects it to be a nonsensical rumor created by Knetizens. She always prepares herself for the bad news.Â
They sit in the big, intimidating conference room along with their managers. In front of them are the Executives of Source Music. Yunjin always felt so small compared to them. She knew they had the power to do anything, to control her entire life. But Yunjin hates thinking that way. After all, they were the ones who selected her to debut. She watches as their Head Executive smiles at them and Yunjin canât help but sigh in relief. Itâs good news, thatâs the most she knows right now.Â
He begins to speak. His voice is positive and uplifting. He praises the group for their achievements. He tells them that their most recent comeback was better than their last. He continues his praises, telling them to continue their hard work. To keep âfighting.â Yunjin rolls her eyes internally at his monologue, wanting him to get to the point. Finally, he announces they will be guest coaches for the survival show they have been working on for the last year and a half. It was a collaboration project between Hybe and Geffen Records. Yunjin knew about this project but she hadnât realized its launch date was coming so soon. It has been kept under wraps for some time and since training was being held in Los Angeles, Yunjin and the rest of her members heard virtually no updates since auditions were announced. He talks about the final 20 contestants chosen for the competition. He explains that Dream Academy was finally becoming a reality.Â
Yunjin lights up at this news, excited to finally know something about the âGlobal Girl Groupâ project. They begin passing out folders, containing a photo of the contestant and their biography. The folders contain their audition scores and current ranks as of the completion of their training.Â
Yunjin studies each and every profile, her heart warm at the thought of all of them sharing one thing in common: wanting to be a star. She loves the diversity of this concept, her eyes twinkling every time she sees a contestant from another country such as Switzerland or Venezuela. She takes her time with each folder, making room in her head to remember who they were. She passes along another folder to Chaewon and is handed one right after. She glances down at the photo, her smile faltering. It was a photo of you in the gray Dream Academy uniform. Your hair is held up with a little black bow and you smile widely at the camera, the dimple in your cheek present. The Korean girl shakily opens the folder, being presented with the information she already knew.Â
(Y/n L/n
Hometown: New York City, USA
Age: 21)
She stares at it, her breath caught in her throat. She never thought she would ever see you again.Â
(She thinks about the time you two sat on the floor of the dance studio in New York. She listened to you as you talked about how you didnât feel good enough. She held your hand as she listened to you talk about how you were scared of never being able to be bigger than this. She remembers holding you in her arms while you cried. She remembers kissing you, trying to soothe your worries. She remembers your shy smile. Your cheeks were flushed and your eyes glistened under the big light. Yunjin remembers resting her forehead against yours, your noses brushing against each other. You held her hand. You tell her, âI couldnât have done any of this without you.â)
Yunjin feels a hand on her shoulder. She looks at Chaewon, trying to remain nonchalant. The older girl giggles and nudges Yunjin playfully. âAre you already in love with one of them? Hurry up and pass it over!â Yunjin slides the folder to her leader slowly, her heart beating rapidly. She is then handed another contestantâs profile but Yunjin canât help but feel stuck. Sheâs in a place she hasnât been in years.Â
(That same night, you walked Yunjin home. You kissed Yunjin goodnight, and before you left, you told Yunjin, âI love you.â)
(Yunjin said, âI love you too.â)Â
You donât think you would have survived training and development without Sophia by your side the entire time.Â
The Filipina became a source of comfort for you when you first arrived at the dorms. You had no idea what to expect. You remember stories Jen would tell you about her experiences as a trainee in the idol industry and what she had to go through when she did Produce 48. After hearing all the stress she went through, all the horror stories, you never thought youâd willingly put yourself through the same thing. Jen would have called you crazy. Then again, Jen also told you she gave up on her dream of being a K-Pop idol. And look how that ended up. You have to admit, the bitterness still eats you alive some days.Â
You lay on the couch in one of the lounges, eyes closed, with headphones over your ears. During your 30-minute break, you let your body take the rest it has been begging for. The last few weeks have been so exhausting. There were moments when you felt you must have fooled yourself into thinking this was what you wanted. Was being a pop star worth it? You only ever saw yourself as a dancer. To be a singer as well? That was Jen. She was always the performer and you were just there. And admittedly, thatâs how you liked it. As you rest, your mind drifts off and you feel a hand on your shoulder.Â
(For a moment, you imagine itâs Jen. Sheâd lean down and kiss your forehead gently. She would weave her hands through your hair and tell you about her day. As she talks, you would take her hand, absentmindedly playing with her fingers. Lazily do the âsecretâ handshake you two made up in middle school).
But as you open your eyes, you see Sophia instead. She smiles down at you, a crinkle in her eyes. Sheâs probably happy to see youâre taking a real break. She gestures for you to make room on the couch to which you happily oblige. You sit up, scooting over and she takes the spot next to you. She lays against the armrest, placing her legs on your lap. You lean against the couch and glance at her, smiling tiredly. âI think weâre gonna need a sweet treat after this,â Sophia says with a yawn. You nod in response, your hands on her legs. âIâm down. Should we ask Megan or Marquise if they wanna come?â She shakes her head, a twinkle in her eyes as she looks at you. âI was kind of hoping it would be just us?â You tilt your head at her question. Usually, Sophia would be more than happy to allow one of the other girls to join your outing. It was strange to hear her decline that prospect.Â
However, your heart leaps at the thought of spending time with the Filipina alone. For a second, you forget about your ex. The way Sophiaâs soft skin feels under your fingertips, how she pulls back her bottom lip with her teeth, looking at you for an answer. Of course, youâre okay with it being just you and her.Â
Itâs a nice change of pace for you.Â
âY/nâŚâ Youâre 16. It was a December in New York.Â
âY/n⌠Wake up.â Jen was visiting from Korea. Â
âY/n L/n!â And it was also your one-year anniversary.Â
You shifted in your sleep, groaning at the sound of Jenâs voice. You heard her chuckle, her hand on your cheek. You slowly opened your eyes and saw Jen smiling down at you, excitement in her eyes. She leaned down, kissing you gently. Your eyes fluttered close, reaching out to place your hand on the back of her neck, pulling her closer. After a few minutes, she pulled away, giggling softly. âWe should go to the park today! Or go to that new bookstore downtownâŚ?â She spoke animatedly and it caused you to chuckle, pulling her back down with you onto the bed. You wrapped your arms around your girlfriend, kissing the top of her head. âWe can do whatever you want, baby.â Jen pouted in response, laying her head on your chest. âWhat do you wanna do? Itâs OUR day, you know?â She raised her hand and you know what she wanted.Â
You smiled widely, doing your âsecretâ handshake. You both giggled as you did so, the handshake muscle memory. You were convinced you could do it with your eyes closed, maybe in your sleep.Â
After it was done, Jen laced your fingers together, pulling your hands to her chest. She looked up at you with a twinkle in her eyes. You sighed dramatically, leaning your head back against the pillow. âHow about⌠Bookstore then the park?â You felt Jen nod against your chest. âI like the way you think, baby.â She snuggled closer to you, a content sigh leaving her lips. It wasnât often when your girlfriend visited, but you were glad she made the time to do so, especially for your anniversary. You knew she was training hard and the fact she loved you this muchâ to get on a plane and see you, made you feel so lucky. You held her tighter and whispered, âI love you.â She kissed your cheek, whispering back, âI love you too, Y/n. Always.âÂ
Yunjin feels her heart drop when she and the other members run into the practice room to surprise the Dream Academy contestants. She knew who would be standing there amongst the other girls. But she doesnât expect you to be the first person she sees. She feels frozen in place, her eyes connecting with yours. Everyone is excitedly greeting each other but you only see each other.
Itâs not a figment of each otherâs imagination. This was real life.Â
(Yunjin remembers walking into the dance studio back in New York. She sees you, breathing heavily with your hands on your hips. You look at her and smile warmly. It was a smile meant just for her and she knew that).Â
Yunjin watches as one of the other contestantsâ Sophia grabs your hand and pulls you excitedly back into their lineup. The Korean girl forgets where she is for a moment. She shakes her head and puts a smile on her face. She knew the cameras were rolling and there was a character that needed to be played. She walks toward her members, taking a deep breath. She takes a moment to look at the Dream Academy contestants. âI know all of your names!â Yunjin finds herself saying. The girls in front of her squeal excitedly at her admission (she notices how you look at the ground). After initial greetings, Yunjin lists everyoneâs names. She goes slowly, not wanting to slip up. She is grateful you were last in the lineup because once her eyes land on you again, her breath hitches.Â
(Memories of you and her lying on her bedroom floor resurface in her mind. You two often looked up at her ceiling full of glow-in-the-dark stars and talked about anything and everything. She thinks about your favorite color. She thinks about the playlist you made her full of your favorite songs. She thinks about the letters you used to write her).Â
âAnd youâreâŚ. Y/n.âÂ
You become hyperaware of the cameras on you. You bite your lip, nodding your head.Â
(Jen lays with you, her head on your chest. She plays with your fingers and whispers, âI donât wanna leave you again.â You chuckle, pausing the movie playing on your TV. You look down at her, your free hand tracing her jaw gently. âI know⌠But weâll be okay.â Jen sighs, content with your answer. She whispers again, her eyes fluttering close, âWeâll be okay.â)
Since you were young, dancing was always your passion.Â
It was the one thing you felt good at. You enjoyed the praise given to you by coaches, dance teachers, and your peers. But as you got older, you became more self-conscious. You were always filled with anxiety, unsure of yourself. You never felt good enough for anything.Â
That was until Jennifer Huh entered your life.Â
You were 13 when she began attending the same dance studio as you and at first, you were somewhat jealous of the older girl. She excelled at every lesson and adapted well to the stress that came with being a dancer. You were convinced Jen was your competitor. However, as you packed your bag after a hard day of practice, you heard sniffling behind you. You turned and saw Jen, hunched over her bag, shoulders shaking. Your eyes softened when you saw the girl. You walked to her, reaching out to touch her shoulder. She jumped slightly, not realizing there was someone else in the room still. You retract your hand, looking away sheepishly. âSorry. I just. Are you okay?âÂ
Jen wiped her eyes before turning around, doing her best to plaster on a smile. But the quiver of her lips revealed her true feelings. She leaned against the wall, looking down at her shoes. âToday sucked,â she said through a quiet laugh. She wiped away the remaining tears on her cheeks and looked at you. There was a hint of admiration in her eyes. âYou did really well though⌠Iâm kind of jealous.â It was your turn to laugh. You shook your head, giving her a gentle smile. âAre you kidding? Iâm jealous of you.â She tilted her head, a curious look in her eyes. She extended her hand out to you, her eyes, hopeful. âI think we should be friends.âÂ
You grabbed her hand, shaking it firmly. âI think we should.â You stood there together in silence. Hands still connected, your gaze unbroken. Jen laughed, covering her mouth with her free hand. You laughed as well, feeling lighter as the tension in the room dissipated. Jen squeezed your hand, her tone playful as she spoke, âLetâs make a handshake,â she pulled away from you, raising her hands in front of her as if to brainstorm. You laughed again, throwing your head back. Jen noted the dimple on your cheek, the way your nose scrunched up. You looked at her, raising your hands as well, and nodded. Your cheeks were hurting so much because you couldnât stop smiling. âOkay. Sure. Letâs do it.âÂ
That night, your mother scolded you for getting home so late. But you wanted the handshake to be perfect. You wanted more time with the older girl.Â
Having Jenâ Or Yunjin around makes Mission 2 nearly impossible for you.Â
After that surprise meeting with Yunjin and the rest of the Le Sserafim girls, you couldnât help but feel an aching in your heart. It was something that you tried so hard to push away but the ghost of your relationship with the girl haunts you at random times.Â
(Her hand intertwined with yours as you walk down Manhattan. You remember how she always loved Brooklyn during the holidays. In the summertime, you two would sneak away to Queens for a weekend. Those photos sit at the bottom of your dresser in your apartment).Â
Yunjin would often come around to check on how you were all doing. It irritated you. So much so, that every time the Korean girl walked into the room, youâd excuse yourself, making a beeline toward the bathroom. You knew you werenât being fair. But you couldnât afford to keep fucking up. Even Sophia notices your lack of focus during practice. She addresses it with you a week before the performance and the conversation brings you to tears. As Sophia held you in her arms, you kept your eyes shut, sobbing loudly.Â
(You imagine Jenâs arms around you. She whispers into your hair and tells you that sheâs sorry. For a moment, you forgive her. If it somehow lessens the pain, you would forgive her over and over again).Â
Yunjin decides to pay all the Dream Academy contestants another visit before they begin recording their performances for Mission 2.Â
She sees you lying on the floor while your groupmates sit against the wall, waiting to be called. She smiles softly and wonders if you are asleep.Â
(She thinks about how easy it was for you to sleep anywhere. Even on the cold floor of the dance studio).Â
Her smile falls when she watches Sophia scoot closer to you, picking your head up so you can rest your head in her lap. She sees Sophiaâs hand run through your hair, gently so she wonât ruin the hairstylistâs work. Yunjin takes a deep breath, putting on a faux smile as she walks up to you and your group. They all light up at her presence, immediately standing up to greet her. Sophia stays where she is, not wanting to disturb your slumber. The idol looks down at your sleeping form and wishes to be in Sophiaâs position. She looks back up, giving the girls a thumbs up. âHow are you guys feeling about today?â They all respond with excitement in their voices, a tint of nervousness to their tone.Â
You open your eyes to the sound of her voice. You look up, your eyes adjusting to the bright light. You sit up from Sophiaâs lap, rubbing your eyes. Sophia stands up, extending her hand out to you. You grab it and allow her to help you up. You keep your hand in hers as you look at Jenâ Yunjin. The Korean girl looks at you, her eyes pleading with you to stay just this once. But you canât help the bitterness festering inside. How dare she ask you to stay? You look away, biting your lip as you hear Sophia begin talking with Yunjin about their performance.Â
At some point, the conversation shifts. You donât realize until Yunjin asks you something, her question making the bitterness grow tenfold. âY/n⌠Youâre from New York, right?â You donât look at her, your brows furrowing at her attempt at being friendly.Â
(And Yunjin knows itâs stupid because, how can she pretend not to know any of these things already? How can she pretend she doesnât know the person right in front of her? As if she didnât know you like the back of her hand at one point in her life).
âYep.â You try to say it casually, but it comes out much harsher than you intended. Sophia squeezes your hand and looks at you with a questioning glance. Yunjin notices the tone in your voice but she continues, wanting to show you that she is at least trying. âMe too,â she responds and you simply shrug, murmuring, âI know,â under your breath. There is an awkward tension in the room and you canât bring yourself to care that everyone else can feel it. It pisses you off that Yunjin is attempting conversation with you. And expects you to play along? It was too much for you to handle, especially right before a performance that could make or break your debut.Â
âWhat was your favorite thing about New York?â The question catches you by surprise. You look at her, your eyes wide. You let go of Sophiaâs hand and take a deep breath. There were a million things you loved about New York. But they were all ruined. And the way you look at Yunjin tells her that.Â
You excuse yourself, telling everyone there was a part of the choreography you needed to focus on before being called to go next.Â
âHow about Boston?â You looked at Jen briefly before glancing at the pamphlet in her hands. You wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close to you. âWhy Boston?â You found yourself asking. It was close to home, but Jen never mentioned the city to you. You knew she desired to move somewhere farther away and Massachusetts was only a train ride away. You heard her sigh, placing the pamphlet on the coffee table. She pulled herself away from you and you noticed the annoyed look on her face. You frowned because deep down, you knew why she was settling for Boston.Â
It was because she felt lost. She was crushed.
After Produce 48, Jen tried her best to continue her training. However, the Korean girl grew tired of the constant evaluations and repeated rejections. She often called you in the middle of the night, crying about how lonely she felt on her journey. After another year of trying, Jen decided to move back to the States and pretend nothing ever happened. When she came back, you were ecstatic to see your girlfriend again. You were finally together at last and this time, for good. But you knew it had taken a toll on Jen. She used to be so bubbly, so carefree. Her loud voice could be heard from across the room, her laugh recognizable amongst a crowd of people. But now, she was more quiet, preferring to keep to herself. There were days when she wouldnât speak to anyone, not even you.Â
And admittedly, it had taken a toll on your relationship as well.Â
You watched Jen walk to her school bag which sat next to the front door. She picked it up, keeping her eyes on the floor. You knew she was hurting inside and you wished you could do something about it. You get up from the couch and walk to her, reaching out to her. But she shook her head, stepping away from you as she put her bag over her shoulders. âBoston has a good business program, letâs just do that.â You opened your mouth to say something but she didnât give you a chance to do so before walking out the door.Â
Once youâve changed out of your performance outfit, you exit the room, your nerves all over the place. You ignore everyoneâs eyes on you as you feel the anxiety building in your body. You pull your hoodie over your head, pulling the strings tightly. You look down and try to calm yourself down with every step you take.Â
Damn, Jennifer Huh for making you feel this way again.
You open the exit door, hurriedly walking outside. You can feel the rain seeping through your hoodie but you donât care. You just needed to leave. You needed to get away from Jen. You continue speed walking with no destination in mind. Suddenly, a hand grabs your arm, pulling you back. You snatch your arm from the personâs grasp and turn around, eyes wide.Â
You see Jen looking at you, her eyes glistening with tears.Â
âIâm not letting you walk away from this!â Her voice breaks a bit, but she isnât backing down. Youâre going to hear her, even if it takes hours. You only scoff and turn back around, walking again. Jen follows you, determined. âYou canât keep fucking ignoring this!â Jen yells at you, the tears finally streaming down her face. She watches as you stop in your tracks and turn around, pointing a finger at her.Â
âWhat do you want me to do, Jen!â You yell back, looking Jen in the eyes. You continue, your tone harsh. âDid you expect me to play along? Pretend you didnât break my fucking heart? Is that what the cameras wanted?â Your voice drips with sarcasm and you expect Jen to back down but she doesnât, your words only fuel her fire.Â
âAt least acknowledge my existence, Y/n. Everyone thinks you fucking hate me!â She points at herself, shaking her head frantically. âAnd I know thatâs not true.â Jenâs voice breaks and she looks at you, her eyes pleading. She doesnât care how wet her clothes are becoming because of the rain, she needs to say this. You step closer to her, your eyes hardening. âHow would you know that?â She bites her lip, not knowing what to say. She looks away and you scoff, groaning in frustration. âWhy does it matter?!â You yell and Jen pushes you in response. You stumble back a bit, your eyes wide at the action.Â
âIt fucking matters because I spent years thinking you do! And now that youâre here Iâm starting to think I was right!â You sigh, throwing your hands up in frustration. You place them on your head, looking around. You try to keep your composure but you can feel your bottom lip begin to quiver.Â
(Youâre back to that day. Jen tells you she can no longer be in a relationship with you. She begs you to understand, to let her go. But you never understood. And you never let her go).
You place your arms back at your sides, looking at Jen. Tears fall freely from your eyes. âWell, I didnât even think you cared, Jen! You have! Millions of fucking people who know your goddamn name!â You step even closer to the girl, your brow furrowed with irritation. You shout, âMillions! And you give a fuck about what I think?! There are people who collect pictures of your face for Godâs sake! Why are we having this fucking conversation?!â Jen swats at your shoulder, her anger becoming blinding, âBecause your opinion is the only one that fucking matters to me!â Jen screams back, admitting the truth she has kept inside. You feel your heart racing, glaring at Jen. You scream, venom in your tone, âIt didnât fucking matter when you broke up with me!âÂ
âOf course it mattered, are you fucking serious?!â Jen pushes you again, angry at you for even considering for a second that she didnât think about you when she made the decision, so angry at you for suggesting that it was for any malicious reasoning. Thunder begins to roar in the distance, a reflection of the current conversation between you and the older girl. You laugh bitterly, shaking your head. You look at the girl and point your finger at her once again.Â
âYou basically told me I was holding you back from following your dreams, Jen!â You get closer to her face, whispering angrily, âYou told me that it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and you couldnât let anything get in the way of it. So, no, it didnât fucking matter then. It doesnât fucking matter now.â You step away from her, your eyes narrowed and you breathe heavily. You were tired of the conversation. You take one last glance at Jen before turning away, walking away with the last bit of dignity you had left.Â
âI went to Boston after I debuted!â Â
You freeze. You almost didnât hear Jenâs words. You turn back around, confused, âWhat did you say?â She looks down at the ground, her lip trembling as she speaks again, âI went to Boston after I debuted because I thought youâd be there.â She closes her eyes tightly.Â
(She remembers how desperate she was. The ghost of your relationship lingered in everything she did. It was there when she arrived in Korea for the second time. It told her to rest every time she felt too exhausted to move. She felt it hold her hand as she spoke to Featnots for the first time. And once her activities were over, the ghost watched her book the first flight to Boston).Â
âWhy⌠Why did you go to Boston?â Thereâs a silence. The rain begins to lighten up, slowly calming down after the storm. For a long time, Jen didnât know why she went to Boston. She didnât understand why she went to old high school friends who went to college in Boston to ask where you were now. But as she stands in front of you, after no contact whatsoever, she begins to realize the reason. She looks up at you and smiles sadly.Â
âI missed you.â You close your eyes, taking a shaky breath. You process the words Jen just said. You process the fact that Jen came looking for you. Even after achieving her dreams, she still missed you. You walk towards Jen, immediately pulling her into a tight hug. She hugs you back, her voice breaking as she speaks again, âEveryone told me you went to Los Angeles instead.â You nod and hear her laugh weakly. She whispers, âI took that as a sign. Maybe we were exactly where we needed to be.âÂ
You nod again, holding her even tighter.Â
(You imagine you were 15 again. You pretend it was another day with her after school and the only thing that worried you was missing the subway).
âI think youâre right.âÂ
Jen hugged you at the airport before she left for Korea for the first time.Â
It was a bittersweet moment, but you knew it was everything she ever wanted. It was all she could talk about. You loved Jen so much and were willing to brave the distance if it meant she would be happy. When she told you about Pledis and the survival show she would be appearing on, it made you nervous for the older girl. You knew Jen would do anything for her dreams, but you didnât realize it was to this extent. A survival show? That sounded insane. But you believed in her, you always did. And you vowed to be there every step of the way.Â
Before leaving, she kissed you like a promise. You did your handshake as if in slow motion, giggling softly when she purposefully messed up so you two could have more time. She took one more glance at you, her eyes twinkling. âWeâll be okay, right?â You nodded, linking your pinky with hers before speaking softly, âEverything will be okay. I promise.âÂ
It was your last day in Korea. You (surprisingly) survived Mission 2 and now it was time to move forward in the competition. Before leaving, you accept Yunjinâs invitation for coffee before going to the airport. You sit across from her in the booth and feel a warmth spread throughout your body when she smiles at you. Even after all this time, despite growing older, she was still Jennifer Huh from New York. The mole on her chin was removed and her hair was much lighter, but it didnât erase who she was to you.Â
She was your first love. And you were herâs.Â
Yunjin looks at you with sincerity in her eyes as says, âI hope you debut.â It was a simple statement. Four words but it still meant everything to you. You canât help but chuckle, realizing youâre now in her shoes. You hold your hand up, smiling playfully. âDo you remember?â She scoffs at your question, raising her hand, knowing exactly what you were talking about. âI know it better than my own choreography.âÂ
The handshake was perfect, as if time never passed. You hold onto her hand and the ghost that lingered uncomfortably slowly went away. It left quietly, leaving the door cracked just in case. As you let go of her hand, you imagine yourself closing the door. You smile softly at Yunjin and she returns it.Â
âGoodbye, Yunjin.âÂ
(She stands at the doorway of her childhood home in New York. She waves goodbye before shutting the door).Â
âGoodbye, Y/n.âÂ
a/n: angst is back i am so sorry LOL lmk what you guys think! consider this my debut in le sserafim fic writing. inbox is always open for thoughts and everything else :)
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HAVE YOU DONE IT BEFORE?
HUH YUNJIN X READER
FT. LE SSERAFIM, NEW JEANS MINJI AND AESPA GISELLE
TAGS: VIRGIN, SIZE KINK, MOUTH CUM, CREAMPIE
3K WORDS

College is a different world. Girls celebrate when they take someoneâs virginity. Body counts became a social status. The campus finds out that one of the freshmen in the basketball team is still a virgin. Yunjin, a popular sophomore, takes this as a challenge. On Halloween night, she sought to have your first time.
âHow can I get the basketball teamâs attention?â Yunjin is laying on a bed with her friends, brainstorming what costume they will wear at the Halloween party. âLetâs wear some Jerseys!â Kazuha sits up, surprised herself that she came up with that idea. âThatâs not a costume,â chaewon interrupted. âIt doesnât matter, what jersey will we wear?â Yunjin is excited with the idea.

All heads are turned when Yunjin and her group sets foot in the Halloween party. For this yearâs Halloween. It will be celebrated in one of the frat houses. It is a big house, and selected people can go to a few rooms to have âprivacy.â They donât need to look for the basketball team as they are the loudest and the most chaotic boys on the campus. They are seated in the lounge area of the house surrounded by girls who're also shooting their shots.

âThe fuck?â Yunjin blurted when a girl who was dressed in a punk princess costume bumped into her. Minji, a freshman who looks too young to be in college, apologizes quickly. Sheâs looking around her friends who left her to be with some boys. âWatch where youâre going! Gosh,â Yunjin let it go just because she doesnât want her mood to get ruined.
The girls walk up in front of the players, wanting to get noticed. A senior saw the girls wearing Lakers jerseys. âLakers! Lakers!â The team erupted in a chant. âDo you know the lakers?â Another senior asks the girls. âTell us about them for tonightâ Yunjin rebutted with a smile. Kazuhaâs plan of wearing a basketball jersey just worked. Now all she needs to do is to have private time with the freshman.
Sheâs looking around to find the Freshman as he only saw him in pictures. The freshman is in the corner in between some sophomoreâs players. Yunjinâs eyes widened when she noticed that the freshman was bigger than some players. The freshman has been recruited in the basketball team based on physical aspect alone. You are the back up center of the team as they ought to develop your skill set with his 4 year tenure in college.
You are taller and bigger than anyone your age, thatâs why you grew up being an outcast as everyone feels intimidated by your sheer size. This hinders your social skills, thus being shy around people. Yunjin pauses for a second, thinking if she still will pursue you. She is not a stranger to taking big cocks but your body tells you that you might have the biggest cock she will ever see.
Chaewon notices the brunette girlâs hesitation. âCan you imagine how popular you might get by taking the virginity of the biggest guy on the campus?â The short-haired girl said. She might not be able to walk properly for a few days but the fame she will have is enough for her to continue on her pursuit. âHey, big boy~â Yunjin said to you as she sat on your lap. âDamn you got this boy!â, âdonât let us down big boy!â The basketball team cheered in excitement as one of their freshmen just got a chick for tonight.
âH-hi,â you said awkwardly as Yunjin was sitting on your right thigh. The brunette smiles as she thought it would be easy to get you tonight. âI heard a lot of things about you,â She said while holding the guyâs arms, gently feeling his muscles. You took a big gulp as this is the first time girls advance on you like this. âI heard you were strongâŚâ she continued as her fingers ran all over the guy's arms. âI heard rumors on how strong you are!â Your teammate said. Yunjinâs friends are now in between the players.

But one girl has caught Yunjin's attention, she has long pink hair and is wearing a Spider-Man costume. One of the senior players has his arms around the girl as they are obviously flirting with each other. The girl looks familiar but she doesnât know her name. She has seen her a few times in the hallway before, concluding that the girl is also a sophomore like her.
âLift her up!â Your teammate shouts. âLift her up, lift her up!â The rest of the team chant in unison. You look at Yunjin waiting for a response. She just smiles at you before whispering: âlift me up like a trophy.â The way she said it turns you on. For a brief moment, you forgot how socially awkward you are. You put your hands on her armpit as you lift Yunjin before standing up. Yunjin is surprised at how easy it is for you to lift her. She felt something⌠knowing that you can just toss her around like a rag doll. Pools of fantasies flash on her mind.
The team erupts with the display of your strength. The pink haired girl has been also lifted up in the air by the player sheâs flirting with. Yunjin felt annoyed as she doesnât like sharing the spotlight with another girl. Giselle doesnât care about whatâs happening around her. All she cares about is that getting lifted in the air might be the last straw. She wraps her legs around the basketball player and hugs him into a kiss.
The basketball team and the crowd pause for a moment before the crowds erupt in a roar. They are all shook by the sudden show of affection between the two. The crowd continues to cheer as Giselle has been put on top of the guy's shoulder, carrying him like a sack of potatoes. She carries Giselle upstairs to get a room of themselves.
âYou should also get a room!â, âcarry her as well!â Your teammate said excited for you to bag the brunette. Yunjin seeâs this perfect opportunity and took it. âYes! Letâs get to know more about each other upstairs!â She said giggling but her eyes were hinting at something else. This makes you nervous but you don't want to disappoint Yunjin. You pick her up by the waist and legs, carrying him upstairs like a princess.
âHave you done it before?â Yunjin asked as if she didn't know the answer. âD-done what before?â You know what sheâs insinuating but you donât know how to answer her. You can lie and tell that you have an experience but she may sense your inexperience or you can just tell the truth but you thought this will turn her off. âHmm, letâs ask a different question, have you kissed a girl before?â
âY-Yes,â you said feeling guilty. You have been kissed on the lips by your highschool classmate before. âNo no, I feel jealous,â Yunjin pouts, her face looking sad. Yunjin doesnât really care about it, she is just acting jealous to get a reaction from you. Not knowing what to do, you try to explain yourself to her. âCan you kiss me as well?â Yunjin said hoping she can start the action by making out with you.
Agreeing with her, Yunjin sits on top of you again. She puts her two arms around your neck. You canât look her in the eye as you donât know exactly how to kiss a girl. âItâs okay, just close your eyes, let me kiss you,â she assures you. You close your eyes waiting for her lips, she closes the distance between your lips before giving you a peck in the lips. You thought thatâs it and tried to open your eyes but you felt another kiss from her. The kiss lasted longer in your lips, and you felt her tongue trying to go inside your mouth.
Her kiss becomes more passionate and now her tongue is being persistent in entering your mouth. You feel your cock twitch as it gets harder. Yunjin notices this too as she felt your buldge. She smiles as she knows that what sheâs doing is working. She continues to kiss you with now holding your face, she tries to make it as passionate as she can. Sheâs initiating a make out session with you.
Opening your mouth, trying to kiss her back. Her tongue finally enters your mouth as itâs inviting your tongue for a torrid kissing. This is your first time having a make out session, you try to follow her rhythm as you move your tongue but Yunjin just kisses you deeper, having her tongue exploring your mouth. Your kissing has now become a sloppy one. Mouths are wetting as youâre sharing saliva, Yunjin finally pulls back to take a breath.
Yunjin heard a loud bang that came from the opposite room but she didnât mind it. Giselle got pinned against the wall in the other room. âLet me see your cock,â the brunette said. You froze for a moment, you donât want to but you donât want to turn her down as well. Yunjin continues as she didnât receive any disapproval from you. She kneels to pull your pants down to your feet. She got shine on how big it really is.
She is expecting you to have a big cock based on your height and body but your cock is more massive than expected. It has a grit as big as your forearm. Yunjin gulps in nervousness, she is in too deep now to go back. She spits on your cock multiple times before smearing it all over your cock. Sheâs trying to lubricate your cock to make it easy sucking it.
You moan just by her touch, your cock is being touched by a girl for the first time. Yunjin finds it cute that youâre already moaning, she strokes your cock faster to elicit more moans from you, she doesn't get disappointed. The brunette is now looking at the thick tip of your cock, thinking if she can take it. âImagine how popular you will get,â are the words that ring on her mind before putting your cock in her mouth.
With just your tip, Yunjin's mouth is already stretched. Youâre looking at her intensely, this is the first time you've had a blowjob, you donât want to miss any details of it. The girl got motivated by your enthusiasm. She tries to lower her face, to have more of your cock. Sheâs halfway through your shaft but she finally gag. Your huge cock is too much for her mouth. Her cheeks are filled up by the girth of your cock. Your dick could compete with the biggest dicks on porn sites even Yunjin knows that.
She looks back at you with helplessness written on her face. She canât take more of it. She pulls her head up to take a needed break. Tears are forming on her eyes as she coughs. The brunette looks defeated. She worries that if the campus finds out she canât take your cock, she might lose her popular status. She gathers herself, ties her hair up and puts your cock on her mouth again.
Yunjin tries different approaches to swallow your whole cock. First, she tried to go as slow as possible, she wanted to make herself get used to the size of your cock. This doesnât add inches on how much of your cock she can take. Second, she tried to go fast, her head bobbing faster on your cock. With this method, she forced herself to take more than just of your massive cock. This also feels good to you, her tight mouth is sucking you over and over again.
âMhmm! WTF?!â Yunjin was surprised by your sudden release. You donât know how to hold it yet and sheâs sucking you too good. This made the girl pull away. Her mouth is full of your load, some of it drools down on her face. She thought that she should have anticipated that you will cum fast because youâre still inexperienced. Yunjin doesnât want to spit it out, she opens her mouth to show you the amount of cum you released on her, she puts her tongue out to show more of it before finally swallowing it.
âHa Ha, did I suck you that good? Tell everyone I give the best head!â Yunjin hysterically laughs, she might not be able to deepthroat your whole cock, she takes your orgasm as a victory. She strokes your cock again, surprised as you didnât lose any hardness after you just released. Yunjin hands look way too small when holding your massive cock. Even when she holds it with two hands, it will only cover a half of your cock.
The brunette stands up to remove her jeans, she makes sure to turn her back against yours to give you a good view of her ass. She pulls down her underwear, bending down as she lowers it. Yunjin has a well shaped ass. You were surprised that she has a nice ass in her petite build. The girl sits on your lap again. She sits directly on top of your cock, you can feel her wet slit grinding against your cock as Yunjin tries to tease you before taking your virginity.
The girl squats up while reaching your cock, it aligns it to her slit. You already moan as your tip enters her pussy. This made her laugh for a bit, Yunjin tries to hide the fact that sheâs nervous. The girl lowers herself slowly, you can feel her tight slit hugging your cock. Just by taking the tip and some of your shaft, Yunjin struggles to sit deeper as she is already stretched out. The girl doesnât like being in a vulnerable position, she doesnât want you to think that sheâs weak because she canât take your cock.
she lets out a war cry before carelessly sitting deep on your cock. This made the two of you moan loudly. Yunjin is stretched out more than even, she moans in pain as your massive cock is stretching her walls to the fullest. You moan loud as this is the first time you felt your cock being inside of a pussy. Her walls are tight and warm, itâs hugging your cock like it wants you to cum already. Even with her desperate attempt, Yunjin hasn't fully sat on your cock as a whole. She just just sits on it more than how deep she deepthroat you.
The brunette is contented by this, she can just make an excuse that no girl can take your cock as a whole and this is the deepest anyone can get. Yunjin is holding on your chest as she tries to pull herself up. This made the two of you moan again loudly. Yunjin feels her walls are collapsing as your massive cock is going out of her. This sensation feels too good for you. Yunjin doesnât care anymore. She repeatedly sits on your cock. Not caring about how painful it is.
Yunjin looks determined, she looks you directly in the eyes with glimpses of hatred. She hates how massive your cock. Yunjin keeps moaning as she continues to sit on your cock. She removed the Lakers jersey as she felt her body heating up. Yunjin's boobs are in front of you. She has small but well shaped boobs that perfectly compliments her frame. She reached for your two hands to put in her boobs.
She feels your cock twitch as you hold her boobs, Yunjin smirks for a bit, even though she's struggling with your cock. She still has full control of the situation. You grab her boobs, squeezing them gently. Yunjin unlocks her bra and removes it to give you a better view of how perfect her body is. She is a confident woman, she knows that one of her strengths is her sexy petite body. She holds your fingers trying to teach you to pinch and play with her perky boobs.
The brunette whoâs on top of you knows moves faster. It doesnât hurt her as much anymore as she gets used to your girth. She tried to go deeper but her human body really has a limit. Yunjin knows find her rhythm, you are are speechless on how good this feels, paired up the sight of a orange haired chick whoâs fucking herself in your cock while her boobs is on your hands.
The girl felt your cock twitching inside her. âCum inside me, tell everyone that I have the best pussy!â Yunjin says loudly. She picks up her pace and guides your hand to her waist to help her get stabilized. Yunjin moans as this feels good now for her too. Your cock twitches more signaling youâre about to cum. Yunjin sits on your cock as deep as possible. She let out a loud moan as your massive cock stretches her slit more. Loads of your hot cum fill her slits. Yunjin feels your cock released more inside her as you cum as much as the first one.
Yunjin tiredly lay down beside you, her slit looks like a mess, her slit is still stretched wide open as loads of cum keep flowing out of her. She made it, she finally took the most massive cock in the campus. She took the biggest freshmanâs virginity. Yunjin smiles while her eyes are still closed due to how tired she is. She is already basking on this achievement. Yunjin plans to lay down for a while before going back to the party downstairs. She felt that you already stand up
âWait for me,â Yunjin said while still catching her breath. She wants everyone to know that you did it with her. She looks confused as you are now standing on the edge of the bed. The brunetteâs eyes widen when you pull her close to you. Holding her legs up with your both arms. Yunjin looks horrified when you align your cock on her slit.
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đŚšâ âš NOTES OF THE HEART



PAIRING : rockstar! yunjin x fem! reader
GENRE : fluff , gl
SYNOPSIS : your uni music festival takes place and your best friend, yunjin, is performing on stage a specific song that she wrote, but little do you know this song is about youâŚ
NOTE : hi luvs :3 i changed my whole acc so it is fully concentrated on yunjin, so feel free to request any type of stories with yunjin and fem! reader in the comments or anything mwahh!!
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the sound of a guitar echoed through the air, rippling like waves over the crowd gathered at the universityâs annual music festival, the atmosphere alive with excitement and anticipation
the crowd was filled with students from every corner of the campus â nervous but eager, hopeful but unsure
the entire school had been buzzing for weeks about the headliner of the night: huh yunjin, the mysterious and undeniably talented musician who had been the talk of the school for months, and who happens to be your best friend since several years now
you stood at the edge of the crowd, your eyes scanning the stage for a glimpse of her. yunjin. you knew her from a while since itâs have been several years since youâre best friends, and yet, this shy girl who wasnât the type to flaunt her talent around in everyday life is performing on stage in front of your whole school, and youâve never been prouder than in this exact moment
the lights dimmed, the murmur of the crowd stilled, and then â she stepped onto the stage
her presence was electric. dressed in a simple white tank top accompanied by a red pair of jeans, her hair with a headband cascading down in soft waves. it was simple yet enough for your heart to beat faster
the crowdâs excitement reached a fever pitch as she strummed the first chord of her song
you held your breath, watching her intently as she sang with raw emotion, her voice filled with a depth youâve never heard before, even though the millions times youâve passed together while she wouldâve sing with her beloved electric guitar
it wasnât just the melody that made the song so captivating; it was the way she poured her heart into it, the way every note seemed to reveal something deeply personal
âi wrote this one for someone who doesnât know how much they mean to me,â yunjin said, her voice carrying through the microphone. âsomeone whoâs always been there, without asking for anything in return: this is for you, my dear y/nâ she looked directly at you
you froze, eyes wide, heart hammering in your chest. had she? no, it couldnât be. but there was something in the way she sang, something in the way her gaze locked onto yours, the song was for you
the chorus suddenly hits you like a wave.
"and i would say i love you, but saying it out loud is hard, so i wonât say it at all, and i wonât stay very long. but you are the life i needed all along, I think of you as my sister, although that sounds dumb..â
it was almost impossible to ignore the way your heart responded, how every word she sang seemed to reach deep into your soul, stirring something you had kept hidden for too long
when the last note of the song rang out, the crowd erupted in applause, but yunjin didnât move. she stood there for a moment, her eyes still locked on yours, her lips curled into a smile, soft and knowing, which almost completely made your heart stop beating
the performance ended, and the crowd began to disperse, the night air cool against your skin
you stood still, letting the music fade into the background as you tried to process what had just happened. you didnât know how long youâd been standing there when you felt a gentle hand on your arm
you turned around, yunjin was there, her expression unreadable, yet there was something in her eyes that spoke volumes âsomething that made the world feel smaller, quieter, like everything had suddenly shifted into place
âhey,â she said, her voice low but warm. âcan we talk?â
you nodded, your heart pounding as she gently took your hand, guiding you through the crowd. youâve walked past the festival grounds, through a quiet path lined with trees, until you reached a secluded spot by the river that ran along the edge of the school
the sound of the water flowing, the rustling leaves, and the distant hum of the festival created a peaceful atmosphere, far away from the chaos of the crowd
yunjin suddenly stopped, turning to face you. she took a deep breath, her gaze not quite meeting yours as she spoke
âiâve wanted to say this for a while now, but i couldnât find the right moment... or the right words.â she paused, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her white top, as if trying to gather her thoughts. âthe song i sang tonight, it was for you. iâve been thinking about it for so long, about what i feel, about how hard itâs been to keep it to myselfâ
your heart raced, a mixture of emotions bubbling to the surface. the river beside you two reflected the stars above, but all you could focus on was her, standing before you, so vulnerable yet so confident at the same time
âyou...â y/n began, but your voice faltered. âyou wrote that song for me?â
yunjin nodded, her eyes finally meeting yours, full of honesty. âi did. iâve never felt this way about anyone before. i didnât know how to tell you, how to make you understand... but i guess tonight, it just felt rightâ
you took a step closer, the distance between yunjin and you narrowing. the world around you felt like it had quieted, leaving only the rhythm of your heartbeat and the cool summer night air
âiâve felt it too,â you finally whispered, the words tumbling out before you could stop them. âiâve felt it since the first time i saw you during highschool. since the first time i heard your voice. thereâs something about you... something that draws me in, something i canât explainâ
she smiled, a small but genuine smile that made her chest ache with tenderness. slowly, as if reading the unspoken words between you two, she reached up and cupped your face with her hand. her thumb traced the curve of your cheek, her touch gentle but firm, grounding you in the moment
âiâm glad,â yunjin whispered. âi was so scared that you wouldnât feel the same, but now that iâm here, with you, i think iâve never been more certain of anything in my lifeâ
you didnât need to say anything else. your hand found its way to hers, and you both stood there for a moment, just breathing in each otherâs presence. the world felt vast and full of possibilities, but in that instant, nothing mattered more than the two of you standing under the stars, the river flowing beside you
and then without another word, she leaned in
the kiss was soft at first, tentative, like the beginning of a beautiful song. but it deepened, slowly, with the same passion and honesty that had filled her performance earlier. her lips were warm against yours, and for the first time in what felt like forever, everything made sense
when yunjin and you finally pulled away, you rested your forehead against hers, your breath shallow and your heart still racing
âi think,â you began, breathlessly, âweâre meant to write our own song, together...â
yunjin smiled, a gleam of happiness in her eyes when you two finally pulled away, you rested your forehead against hers, your breath shallow and your heart still racing, âi think youâre rightâ
and with that, the night wrapped itself around you both, the sound of the river gently lapping at the shore, as you stood there, hands intertwined, yunjin and y/nâs hearts in perfect harmony.
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AFTERGLOW âś HUH YUNJIN đ



⚠࣪ Ë đĽđ¤đ đłđ´đąđ¨đđŚ huh yunjin x f!reader â
đśđŽđąđŁ đ˘đŽđ´đđł 1,967 words â
đŚđ¤đđąđ¤/đłđ đŚđ˛ sub!reader, roommates au, soft dom!yunjin, fluff, explicit smut
đśđ đąđđ¨đđŚđ˛ âł alcohol consumption, both reader and yunjin are bisexual, small mention of âslut-shamingâ (not from yunjin tho), yunjin is WHIPPED, overstim, fingering, oral (f. rec), multiple orgasms, spanking
âItâs likeâŚeveryoneâs so fucking boring nowadays.â Yunjin rambles on as she takes another sip of her wine. âI just canât find the right one that matches my vibe.â
You nod, âI feel. Literally everyone I talk to is lame as hell, they always rather stay in and watch movies than go on an actual date, which is fine sometimesâŚbut all the time? Hard pass.â
Itâs 2 am on a saturday night and neither of you had anything to do, you proposed going out clubbing but Yunjin wasnât in the mood for that kind of night. She was more of a laid-back, chill type of girl while you were always out late partying and coming home with someone new every weekend. Itâs not like Yunjin didnât have guys (or girls) over either, she was just more discreet about it and made sure you were gone whenever she brought anyone over. She felt like she wouldnât be able to face you again if you ever heard what she was doing.
âThatâs âcause theyâre just trying to fuck, oldest trick in the book y/n.â Yunjin chuckles as you lightly smack her arm. âWhatâ itâs the truth! Anyone with eyes would wanna get in your pants.â
Well, maybe that explains why youâre always getting texts at 2-3 am asking to âcome chillâ even though you know how itâs going to end and you fall for it every. single. time. Maybe thatâs why your last hookup called you âfor the teamâ to all his friends, you fucked on the first âdateâ but only because he showed you cute pics of animals he rescued (curse you for being such a softie). But generally, it didnât take much for you to want to sleep with someone because you had sexual needs just like everyone else, except you were a girl and that wasnât very âladylikeâ of you. That didnât stop you from actively seeking potential sex partners though.
âUgh, donât say that! Iâm just more of a lowkey person.. I donât mind netflix dates but damn, ya girl could really use some wining and dining once in a while.â You express frustratedly. Itâs been a while since youâve been taken somewhere nice and the thought of someone planning a cute outing together made you yearn for a relationship even more.
Yunjinâs brows lift in confusion, âdo I not already do that for you every day?â
Sheâs constantly cooking for you, soon as you wake up breakfast is made with your favoriteâpancakes and fluffy scrambled eggs! Sheâd also cook you dinner once you got home from an exhausting day of work, she was the perfect roommate you couldâve ever stumbled upon.
âYou doâ but thatâs different..â Your voice trails off, thinking of any excuse as to why but you couldnât put a finger on it.
âHow? Am I only your maid that cooks and cleans for you? Not worthy of anything else?â She pouts dramatically, of course sheâd get offended by something so little.
âYunnie donât do this right now, you know I appreciate you and your sweet gestures all the time.â Sighing as you sink further into the couch, you decide to spill more about your not so eventful sex life.
âIt seems like most guys only care about getting their nut then dipping, I barely finish if it at all after..â You realize how embarrassing that sounds to admit but you had to confess this to someone, you donât even know why you continue to torment yourself with this kind of treatment.
Yunjin shakes her head in disbelief, appalled at the sad truth of your current dilemma. She too however, faced a similar issue at hand. She canât seem to find anyone thatâll keep up with her crazy high sex drive. âThat sounds truly awful, what the fuck? Iâd have you on orgasm number five just from my fingers alone.â
Holy shit, did she really just say that? The wine is most definitely getting to her now. The room got real quiet for a second.
âY-you would?â You ask innocently, batting your lashes at her.
She wanted to retract her statements out of embarrassment but you didnât look put off by her advances at all, instead intrigued. Her cheeks turned rosier, very unexpected of you to put her on the spot like that but she was the one who opened pandoraâs box to begin with. âI mean⌠yeah? Why wouldnât I?â She replied, biting her lip as she gauges your reaction to see if what she said was okay. âIâm more of a giver than receiver anyway, I love giving head itâs my specialty. Iâd leave you with that afterglow if you let me babe.â
Well now you were going to have to find out, you canât just let her make such bold claims like that without having the proof to back it up first. Youâve always found your roommate extremely hot but you never tried anything out of respect for her boundaries, she did the same but her urges to make a move on you kept growing as you complained more and more about your past experiencesâ she wanted to show you how it was really done.
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Yunjin was determined in making sure you have a great time. Your pretty body splayed under her with your backside facing upward, giving her the view of a lifetime. âFuckâŚâ she curses under her breath, her digits sinking into your dripping core, greedily taking all of her in. You muffle the sounds of your moans by covering your mouth, you had a habit of doing so since you didnât want to wake Yunjin whenever she was sleeping while you were getting it on.
âCâmon you donât gotta be shy babe, be as loud as you want with me.â She husks, giving a spank to your left cheek leaving a visibly red handprint. Hands sliding up the curves of your body, caressing you as she pumps her fingers deeper. âMmh.. fuckâ Yunnie keep going.â whimpering out pathetically as your walls clench around her. She adds another digit to the mix, watching them disappear in your cunt while looking at your perfectly round, plump ass. Never in a million years would she think sheâd be doing this to her roommate of all people.
You felt a knot tying in your stomach from the pleasure, grabbing onto the leather couch tightlyâfeeling yourself getting close already. âSound so pretty when you moan, donât stop.â She encourages sweetly, âIâm making you feel good, arenât I?â Sounded more like a statement rather than a question.
âY-yes, think Iâm gonna cuâ oh fuck!â Eyes roll to the back of your head as feel yourself come undone on Yunjinâs fingers, creaming all over them as she continues fingering you, thumb swiping harshly over your clit to help ride out your high. The overstimulation was too much to handle for you, bratty whines escaping your lips as you just couldnât take anymore.
âOn your back now.â She orders, producing another spank to your rear, you squeal from the contact but get up and lye on your back as she told you to do. âOpen.â Yunjin groans impatiently for you, slipping in her fingers coated with your milky essence. You suck them off one by one, getting a taste of yourself while looking directly in her eyes. GodâŚyou were going to be the death of her.
âMmm.. so fuckinâ hot babe.â She smirks, planting a soft kiss to your lips to get a taste on your tongue. She needed to have more of you. Kissing down your chin, neck, collarbone, chest, all the day down to your navelâfaint blotches of red appear on the bruised skin; creating a beautiful masterpiece on your body. More kisses are pressed into your soaked inner thighs, trailing her lips up to your entrance as she licks her lips before she begins feasting.
âDonât hold back on me baby, be as rough as you want.â She coos, lowering her head to flatten her tongue, licking a long, slow stripe against your throbbing slit.
âShit!â You almost cry from how good she feels against you already, bucking your hips into her mouth as she sucks on your puffy bundle of nerves. Eyes looking up at you fiercely while she watches you shake and writhe under her. âSo good, so goood. Just like that, donât stop please!â You continued grinding your core on her face, making a leaky mess all over her. She could care less though, sheâll happily drown in your juices any day.
Her fingers return back inside for extra stimulation but you end up crying out more, the feeling has your head spinning intensely. You donât know how much more you can possibly take but you firmly pull on her hair for leverage, tightly tugging it not caring if it hurts since she said not to hold back. Her free hand caresses your thigh gently, flicking her tongue rapidly on your clit and lapping up your wetness, you taste like a dream.
âOh my godâŚâ you mewl slightly above a whisper, you suddenly forgot how to use your voice. Her mouth was making you feel more than amazing, better than anything youâve felt before. You feel bad for all the guys and girls you fucked in the past because they definitely wonât be getting a call back from you now.
âTaste so sweet baby,â she mutters before shortly going back to what she was doing, âmmmmâŚâ she hums against you and the vibrations leave you shuddering. Another orgasm erupts out of you as you scream her name louder, spasming and shaking under her touch. This time your release squirts out onto her tongue, licking up every drop, even the left over excess on your thighs.
She presses a kiss to your abused clit, lightly dragging a finger over it to rub in circles, making it swell up again. âP-please Yunnie, no more⌠n-no more.â You whine again and again but she just pretends not to hear you. Sheâs not going to stop until sheâs completely satisfied with the end result. The end result being you looking a total fucked-out mess.
âShut up. Stop talking.â Her eyes darkened, giving you a menacing glare. You donât utter another word, you wouldnât dare test her right now.
She slings your leg over her shoulder and pushes you in closer, teasing your sensitive entrance while curling her fingers inside, she could do this all day if youâd let her. Your breath shortens, digging your nails deeper into her skin from the bliss you feelâ you were overly sensitive and felt another one nearing your way. She wasnât even using her tongue on you anymore, she was just so good with her fingers alone it was enough to have you squirting all over her.
And you did just that, again. âThatâs right baby, cum all over my fingers like a good girl.â She praises, feeling the tightness of you wrap around her. Your body was so numb. Panting, moaning, vision getting blurry as you coat her fingers with your cream for the third time in a row. She pulls them out slowly, letting you drip all over the couch, chuckling with endearment of you. It almost didnât feel real with the way she was making you cum so easily for her. She had a natural talent at this it seems. You felt weightless, as light as air in her touch, a radiant beam of ecstasy lingers within you.
âThat wasâŚincredible.â You gush, ruffling her already disheveled hair, âI havenât felt like this in a really long time.â
Yunjin kept smirking; boy you were in for so much more tonight. âMm.. just relax pretty, âm not even close to being done with you yet. Gonna have everyone know whoâs my name once weâre finished.â
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donât get the wrong ideaâ kim chaewon



genre: FLUFFF WOOHOO
synopsis: chaewon fakes dating y/n to make her ex jealous â but ends up falling for her instead
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chaewon slid into the seat across from y/n in the library, eyes blazing like sheâd just smelled someone insult her favorite band.
âwanna fake date me?â she asked, voice low but fierce.
y/n blinked, nearly dropping her pen.
âwhat?â
âto piss off my ex,â chaewon said flatly, like it was the most obvious plan in the world.
y/n stared.
âwhy me?â
chaewon shrugged, cheeks faintly pink, like she didnât want to admit sheâd been thinking about this for days.
âbecause youâre cute. and people believe you.â
y/nâs heart did a weird little flip.
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the first day was already a disaster. chaewon grabbed y/nâs arm like it was a lifeline, her head falling onto y/nâs shoulder with way too much casual affection for two people who were âjust pretending.â
âwe should hold hands,â chaewon said suddenly. âmakes it more real.â
y/n laughed and intertwined their fingers. chaewon grinned like sheâd won a battle.
âdonât get the wrong idea,â she muttered, voice low.
âyeah, i get it,â y/n teased. âyou just want to make the ex jealous.â
chaewon smirked. âexactly.â
but secretly, it was obvious chaewon was totally into the actâmore than she let on.
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hereâs the thing about chaewon: under that âdonât mess with meâ exterior was a ridiculous softie who carried a tiny, ratty plush in her backpack. no one else knew about it, and if anyone even hinted at it, chaewon would glare so hard it looked like she could burn a hole in their soul.
but sometimes, when caught off-guard, sheâd pull it out and squeeze it when she was nervous or jealous.
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which brings us to week two and the infamous lunch table incident.
some girl from chemistry class had the audacity to compliment y/n on their hair. harmless, right?
wrong.
chaewon was across the courtyard, sipping iced coffee, watching y/n like a hawk on high alert. the second the girl touched y/nâs arm, chaewonâs chair screeched across the pavement.
y/n barely had time to look up before chaewon leapt over the lunch tableâyes, leapt.
âhey!â chaewon called out, voice silky but deadly.
the girl froze, caught in the crossfire of chaewonâs personal storm.
chaewon slid into the seat next to y/n, arm immediately looping possessively around their waist. she pressed a quick kiss to y/nâs temple and shot the girl a smile that said, back off or else.
âyou need something?â chaewon asked sweetly.
the girl stammered, âuh, no! i was just saying hi to y/nââ
chaewon tilted her head, eyes narrowing. âgreat. mission accomplished.â
the girl ran off like sheâd been chased by a wild animal.
y/n whispered, flustered, âthat was⌠intense.â
chaewon took a sip of her iced coffee, totally chill, like she hadnât just done that.
âdonât get the wrong idea,â she muttered. âi just hate her face.â
y/n smiled and kissed her cheek. âyeah, well, youâre mine now.â
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chaewonâs jealousy was wild, but she tried to act cool. mostly.
one night, y/n caught chaewon practicing couple poses for a fake instagram post in the mirror. she was awkward but determined, and when y/n teased her, she shoved their shoulder and said,
âdonât get the wrong idea, iâm just perfecting our act.â
then there were the countless âanniversariesâ they both had to rememberâfake dates they made up just to keep up appearances. chaewon always insisted on planning something ridiculous, like a picnic with three types of sandwiches or a movie marathon where they had to watch every cheesy rom-com she hated.
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and oh, the running joke with âdonât get the wrong idea.â
chaewon said it every time she did or said something soft that made her look vulnerableâbecause admitting feelings was clearly off-limits.
like when she caught y/n staring at her and nearly tripped over her own feet, she just blurted, âdonât get the wrong idea. i was just trying to untangle my shoelace.â
or when she kissed y/nâs cheek after a long day, she whispered, âdonât get the wrong idea, itâs just to keep your spirits up.â
y/n started keeping track, jotting down these moments in a tiny notebook they called the âdonât get the wrong ideaâ scrapbook. they planned to make chaewon read it one day, when she was brave enough to admit what it really meant.
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the softest moments were always when chaewon forgot she was supposed to be âfake datingâ and just got lost in y/n.
like when she grabbed y/nâs hoodie one morning without askingâher favorite one, the one that smelled like y/n nowâand y/n caught her staring at her like she was a prize she never wanted to lose.
then chaewon turned around and tried to walk away, cheeks blazing red.
y/n cornered her by the vending machines after class.
âyou stole my hoodie.â
âdonât get the wrong idea,â chaewon said, voice low. âiâm just⌠annoyed.â
y/n smiled. âthe hoodie or the fact that it smells like me?â
chaewon blinked and looked away, cheeks hotter than a summer day.
âmaybe both.â
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finally, the confession wasnât really a confession.
it was more like chaewon tripped over her words, sitting under the old oak tree during lunch, fidgeting with a juice box.
âokay, so maybe itâs not fake anymore.â
y/n blinked at her.
âwhat?â
âthis. us. iâi mightâve actually fallen for you or whatever.â
y/n grinned. âdonât get the wrong idea.â
âwhat idea?â
âthat i donât like you back.â
chaewonâs face went bright red, and she grabbed y/nâs hand.
âcool. i guess weâre dating now.â
âguess so.â
âdonât get the wrong idea, though.â
y/n kissed her cheek.
âsure, babe.â
â
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stupid in love



summary youâre down bad for yunjin. rumors say sheâs crushing on someone, and youâre losing it hoping itâs you. turns out, sheâs been in love with your dumb ass the whole time.
genre fluff / humor / mutual pining / best friends to lovers / gay panicâ˘
pairing huh yunjin x fem!reader
masterlist.
you are so fucking tired of people saying âi think yunjin has a crush.â
like ok. good for her. congrats to her and her mysterious crush. may they live happily ever after. whatever. youâre not bitter. totally unbothered. youâre just gonna lie down in traffic real quick.
because the thing is⌠youâve been in love with her for, like, ever. and not in a chill way. in a âi see her tie her hair up and forget how to breatheâ way. in a âshe hugs me for too long and i have to physically restrain myself from proposingâ kind of way.
and now everyone keeps talking about her stupid crush and youâre spiraling. if itâs not you, youâre gonna eat drywall.
âiâm just saying,â chaewon whispers one night like sheâs gossiping about a celebrity scandal, âyunjinâs totally into someone. sheâs been singing love songs in the shower.â
âmaybe she just likes music,â you say, deadpan, already preparing to scream into a pillow later.
âsheâs been smiling at her phone like a loser,â kazuha adds, sipping her tea.
you⌠dying. combusting. already halfway into a breakdown.
âokay cool,â you say, casually, while gripping your chopsticks like youâre about to stab someone. âgood for her.â
meanwhile, yunjin walks into the room, looks at you, and goes, âhey loser,â with a grin thatâs all teeth and heart-eyes.
and you? you just sit there blinking like a broken npc because holy fuck sheâs so pretty and she called you loser in that tone and you're this close to kissing her out of pure emotional instability.
youâre unwell. actually.
you almost confess like. five times. every time you chicken out. flop behavior. you should be banned from having feelings.
the closest you come is during a dumb late-night kitchen moment. itâs 2:43am. youâre both standing in front of the fridge like divorced parents debating what to eat.
sheâs wearing your hoodie. your hoodie. sleeves covering her hands. hair messy. half-asleep. and sheâs so close.
you look at her. you open your mouth.
âi like your face,â is what you almost say.
but what actually comes out is âdo you want noodles or eggs?â
yunjin blinks. ââŚwhat?â
âi said noodles. or eggs. pick one. coward.â
you donât speak for the next thirty minutes.
everything gets worse when you see her and kazuha laughing together. theyâre holding hands for some reason??? why are they touching?? why is yunjin giggling like that. why is your soul leaving your body.
you go to the bathroom and stare at your reflection like âgirl be so serious rn.â you look insane. you feel insane. youâve entered the third act of a queer romcom and itâs giving cringe.
y/n u busy? yunjin for you? never. whatâs up?? y/n having an aneurysm come to the roof. i need to tell u something yunjin if u push me off i swear to god
youâre already pacing when she gets there. full gay panic. knees weak, arms spaghetti.
âyo,â she says, casually. like youâre not about to emotionally vomit all over her.
âyo,â you say back, voice cracking. excellent start.
she squints at you. âyou good?â
âdefine good.â
ââŚare you dying.â
âmaybe.â
you inhale. then just. let it rip.
âdo you have a crush on someone?â
she blinks. âwow okay. starting strong.â
âanswer the question, yunjin. this is life or death.â
she tilts her head, arms crossed. âwhy?â
âbecause iâi just. i need to know,â you say, immediately regretting this entire thing.
she stares at you. her expression shifts. softens.
she squints at you. âwhy? you jealous or something?â
you snort way too aggressively. âpshh. no. haha. what the fuck. who. me. jealous. lol.â
a beat of silence.
âyou are jealous,â she says, grinning. âholy shit.â
âshut up,â you groan, covering your face with your hands. âfuck. forget i said anything.â
âcanât. too late. itâs burned into my memory forever.â
you peek at her through your fingers. sheâs just. smiling at you. all soft and amused like youâre the most interesting thing in the room. your heart does a backflip and crashes into a wall.
ââŚso?â you ask, muffled. âdo you?â
âi do.â
you drop your hands. âoh.â
she snorts. snorts. sheâs having fun. youâre dying.
âwanna know who it is?â
you freeze. ânot if itâs gonna hurt my feelings.â
she leans in. leans the fuck in. you can feel her breath on your cheek. you go red instantly. like. tomato. full cherry blossom.
âitâs you,â she whispers.
you blink. once. twice.
âfuck off.â
âdead serious.â
âME??â you screech. âME?????????â
she laughs. âyes???â
âyouâve been singing in the shower about me???â
âyou were eavesdropping???â
you grab her by the sleeves of your hoodie.
âyouâve been walking around here making me lose my entire mind for MONTHSââ
âsame??? i literally thought you hated me.â
âi thought you were in love with kazuha.â
yunjin makes a face. âew no. sheâs hot but sheâs like. my emotional support retriever.â
you wheeze. âi was gonna write a whole ass letter.â
âi was gonna write a song,â she retorts. âit was called âi think my best friendâs a hot idiot.ââ
âoh my god,â you whisper. âkiss me before i jump off this roof.â
she does.
and itâs fucking perfect.
like. embarrassingly good. like years of tension melting into soft laughter and shaky hands and her lips tasting like mint and ramen and pure serotonin.
when you pull away, breathless, she grins.
âsoooo,â she says, âcan i call you my girlfriend now or are we still playing the 'emotionally repressed besties' game.â
ânah,â you say. âi want the title. gimme the label. say it.â
she leans in, all smug and sweet.
âmine?â
you nearly pass out.
later, youâre lying on her bed, tangled in limbs and way too many blankets. sheâs scrolling through her phone while playing with your fingers like itâs the most normal thing in the world.
âby the way,â she says, casually, âi still want noodles.â
âyouâll get noodles when i stop blushing.â
âso⌠never?â
âshut the fuck up.â
she kisses your cheek. âmake me.â
you do. poorly. but she giggles anyway and pulls you closer like youâre the whole damn world.
and yeah. turns out she was crushing on you. the whole time.
turns out you were just a dumb bitch in love. but hey. so was she.
so it worked out.
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â â â â â â â â đ˘ H.S.K.T huh yunjin x reader



đĽŁâš âhave you seen a woman like this before? I got what you needâ - lee hi
âł warnings idol!au, katseye!yn, swearing, fluff, cuteness I promise no angst
yunjin would never admit to being a playgirl or bad at relationships, but anyone whoâs been involved with her would likely tell a different story.
she just couldnât bring herself to commit to anyone. being an idol meant constantly being on the move, and she never felt the need to be tied down. with that mindset, sheâd definitely broken a few hearts along the way, earning herself a bit of a reputation.
and she never really cared about the reputation, why should she? at least people knew what they were getting into. so what if sheâd broken a few hearts? that wasnât her problem. itâs not like she was looking to commit to anyone anyway.
boy, did those words bite her in the ass.
when yunjin first laid her eyes on yn it was through her introduction for the dream academy, she was pretty, like idol pretty, yunjin knew right away that fans would be drawn to her and vote for her without a doubt.
and seeing yn in person? donât even get her started. yunjin was mesmerized. she vividly remembers stumbling over her words every time their eyes met while giving the girls advice, earning confused looks from her members.
hybe idols werenât allowed to vote for contestants, but that didnât stop yunjin from secretly voting for yn in every mission.
she was drawn to yn, so drawn that she completely lost it when she found out yn had secretly swapped numbers with sakura to get advice from someone whoâd been in the industry for years.
âgive me her number,â yunjin demanded, glaring at the older member, who looked at her like sheâd grown two heads.
âno.â
âwhy?â yunjin whined, throwing herself face first into a pillow.
âbecause I know you,â sakura said firmly. âand Iâm not letting you mess with this innocent girl.â
âwhaâwhaââ yunjin sputtered, lifting her head in protest.
âI said no,â sakura repeated, her tone leaving no room for argument.
yunjin needed another way to get in contact with yn. she spent weeks trying to figure it out, but every option seemed like a dead end. the contestants had their dms turned off on instagram, so that was out of the question.
but then the day finally came ynâs name was announced. the smile that spread across yunjinâs face in that moment was impossible to miss.
the plan was simple and smooth. sheâd slide into ynâs dms, shower her with compliments, casually suggest that yoonchae and eunchae should exchange numbers and be friends, butter her up a little, and boom, yn would be on a plane to korea to visit her.
letâs just say it did not go as smoothly as she hoped.
she was hit with this.
sakura told me not answer you.
charming but now that Iâm under hybe Iâve heard about you jenniferâŚ
Iâll give you yoonchaeâs number for eunchae tho đŤś
yunjin couldnât believe it, her playgirl reputation was finally catching up to her, just as she was starting to see where something could actually go with someone.
nah.
she refuses to let this get in the way of her getting that girl.
she just needed another plan.
âunnie you sound crazy.â eunchae said watching yunjin pace in front of her.
âI sound crazy, genius,â yunjin shot back. âso hereâs the plan youâre going to find out from yoonchae when they start doing promotions in korea, and youâre also going to slip in some nice things about me. can you do that?â
âuhâŚâ
âif yoonchae approves of me, thatâll help. but Iâm worried about sophiaâsheâs the one I need to win over. Iâll text her, make myself seem perfect... they all seem kinda protective of her, donât they? I just need an in. Iâm charming, I can easily win her over. and then thereâs sakura unnieâsheâs getting in the way,â yunjin rambled, already plotting her next move.

yunjin was determined to make her move. when katseye finally arrived in korea for their promotional activities, she wasted no time.
every day, she tried something new whether it was a flirty comment, a lingering touch, or a perfectly timed compliment but each time, someone would interrupt, and it always seemed like the universe was conspiring against her.
it started the very first day, in the hallway of the music show venue. yunjin was walking towards the stage when she spotted yn in the distance, standing by the snack table, talking to megan and manon. she couldnât resist. she approached with a confident stride, a mischievous glint in her eye.
"hey yn," yunjin said smoothly, leaning in just a little too close, "youâve been looking even more pretty since you got here."
yn raised an eyebrow but didn't seem fazed. "oh? is that so?"
before yunjin could reply, she heard a voice from behind her. "yunjin, stop bothering her," sakura called out from the other side of the hallway, arms crossed, her usual stern expression on her face. "canât you see sheâs busy?"
yunjin shot a frustrated look at sakura, who was already guiding yn back towards the group, while manon and megan followed, yunjin sighed and glanced at the floor, cursing under her breath.

later that night, after a long day of rehearsals, the two groups went out to eat at a popular bbq spot.
yunjin made sure to sit as close to yn as possible, her hand casually brushing against hers when she reached for the sauce. she smiled at yn, her usual flirtatious charm back in full force.
"you know, itâs funny," yunjin began, her voice low as she leaned in just a bit. "Iâve been thinking about you a lot. it's like youâve got some sort of pull on me."
yn turned to her, playing with her chopsticks, a teasing grin creeping across her face. "oh really? and what kind of pull is that?"
just as yunjin was about to answer, a loud voice interrupted them. "yunjin, youâre blocking the sauce," kazuha said, not looking up from her plate, though she clearly noticed the interaction.
yunjin let out a long sigh, slumping in her seat. "seriously? canât you guys let me have a moment?"
yn chuckled, clearly amused by yunjinâs frustration. "Iâve been complaining about you interrupting me all day but seems like youâre the one being interrupted."
"yeah, no kidding," yunjin muttered, but she didnât give up. every glance she sent ynâs way was full of intent.

a couple of days later, they all went out to a late night cafe after finishing their schedule.
the atmosphere was more relaxed, all the girls scattered in little groups and yunjin took the opportunity to close in once again. she spotted yn sitting with manon and sophia laughing at something, and made her way over.
"sophia, you mind if I steal yn for a minute?" yunjin asked, flashing a bright smile at the girl, who seemed a little too amused by the situation.
"sure," sophia said, almost too casually getting up from her seat, she gave yn a knowing look before waving her off. "but remember, sheâs not just anyone." manon added in a teasing voice, following behind sofia.
yunjinâs grin only widened as she slid into the seat beside yn. "I donât need to be told twice," she said, her tone playful.
"wow, youâre persistent," yn teased, nudging yunjin lightly with her elbow.
"thatâs because I know how to handle challenges," yunjin replied with a smirk. "and you are quite the challenge."
just as the conversation was taking a more flirty turn, eunchae wandered over, almost dragging yoonchae behind her. "isnât it late?" eunchae asked, eyeing the two of them suspiciously. "yunjin unnie, we have practice early tomorrow."
yunjin rolled her eyes but stood up, a playful grin on her face. "I guess this isnât meant to be."
yn watched her with amusement in her eyes. "maybe youâll get your moment eventually," she teased, though her tone was softer, almost encouraging.

days passed, and yunjinâs frustration grew. she kept trying to get yn alone, but every time, something or someone would pop up. and then, just a couple of days before katseye was scheduled to return to la, it happened.
yunjin found herself alone with yn, just the two of them walking down the hallway, the timing couldnât have been more perfect.
"yn," yunjin said, her voice suddenly serious. "I know my reputation isnât the best. Iâve got this whole image.. but I want you to know... I want you. and I want this. I know itâs a mess, but I canât stop thinking about you. since I first saw you on that introduction screen, I havenât been able to get you out of my mind."
yn paused, her smile faltering for just a moment. she leaned against the wall, crossing her arms âyouâve got quite the reputation yunjin, Iâm kind of scared.â
yunjinâs heart raced. "Iâm not playing games, yn. Iâm serious. just... let me show you. let me prove it."
yn bit her lip, her eyes searching yunjinâs face for sincerity. after a long pause, she finally spoke, her voice playful but knowing. "alright, one chance, yunjin. but thatâs all you get."
âone chance is all I need.â yunjin said a sly smile making its way to her face.
"just know, you're gonna be the one telling everyone about us," yn replied, her tone teasing. "no one actually thought i'd give in, itâs just been all fun and games for them.â
the smile on yunjin's face faltered, her confidence momentarily slipping. "what?"
yn's grin widened as she took a step back, glancing over her shoulder. "have fun telling sakura," she sang, her voice light with amusement.
and with that, yn turned and walked ahead, leaving yunjin standing in the hallway.
âshit.â
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yunjin x m!reader pleaseee both college students who finally go on a date after weeks of being busy due to their thesis but cant think where to go so they just play video games and watch movies at the dorm until they cuddle and fall asleep on the couch if pwede po may filipino version rin sana AHHAHAHAHA
Soft Wins~



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Synopsis: You and Yunjin finally survive thesis season, brains fried but hearts intact. After failing to pick a proper date spot, you both settle for the best kindâhoodies, video games, and couch cuddles in your dorm. One match turns into playful chaos, Roblox pets, and teasing that ends with her asleep on your shoulder. Itâs not fancy, not plannedâbut itâs perfect.
Word Count: 1,228
HuhYunjin X Male!Reader
The fresh air hits your skin at lastâand not the artificial kind from the campus libraryâs busted AC, but real air, the kind that smells like freedom and a little bit of summer.
Finals are done. Your suffering is over. Your brain, though slightly fried, has survived yet another semester.
And then you see herâHuh Yunjin, standing at the bottom of the stairs like a reward from the universe itself, arms wide open and a grin big enough to cure your academic trauma.
âHeyyy, loveyyy!â she sings, practically skipping toward you before throwing her arms around your neck like a koala. âHow was the exam?!â
You hug her back, letting your chin rest on her shoulder. âEh. It was⌠expected.â
She pulls away just enough to narrow her eyes at you. âExpected? Thatâs code for âI aced it again without breaking a sweat,â huh?â
You smirk. âWell, you know me.â
âUnfortunately, I do,â she says, poking your cheek. âMr. âI didnât study that muchâ and then proceeds to set the curve.â
You laugh, grabbing her hand and starting to walk. âAnyway, exams are done. Semesterâs basically over. Wanna go out? Just us. Finally.â
She gasps dramatically. âYouâre asking me out? On a real date? Be still, my heart.â
âI know, I know. Iâm a romantic.â
âAn extremely late one,â she quips, bumping your shoulder.
âSo,â you grin, âanywhere in mind, Miss Iâve-Been-Waiting-For-Weeks?â
âUgh, donât make me decide. My brainâs still in thesis recovery mode.â
âOkay. Dinner?â
âToo boring. Weâve been eating instant noodles for a month, my taste buds need a break from trauma.â
âArcade?â
âToo loud. I want a date where I donât have to scream over EDM and angry twelve-year-olds.â
âNature walk?â
She makes a face. âToo many bugs. And walking? On my day off? Be serious.â
You pretend to think deeply, stroking your chin. âAlright. Plot twist. My dorm. Movie night. Games. Comfy clothes. No bugs.â
Yunjin gasps like itâs the greatest idea anyoneâs ever had.
âYou beautiful, beautiful man. Why didnât we start there?â
âBecause I thought you wanted a real date.â
âThis is a real date. If thereâs no makeup, no shoes, and a blanket involved, it counts.â
âDeal. But Iâm picking the movie.â
âOnly if I get to wear your hoodie.â
You glance at her already wearing it. ââŚYou mean keep my hoodie.â
She grins innocently. âPossession is nine-tenths of the law, baby.â
And just like that, the sun sets on another semesterâbut for once, youâre not stressing over grades or credits.
Youâre holding her hand.
Youâve got nowhere to be.
And finallyâfinallyâyou get to just be today
After a walk.
Your dorm room is a certified mess, but itâs home. The lights are dim, the air smells like cheap cologne and microwave popcorn, and the couch has two blankets and no structure left in itâbut Yunjin walks in like itâs a five-star suite.
âAh yes,â she hums, flopping down dramatically, âthe romantic getaway of my dreams.â
âAll expenses paid, courtesy of my tuition debt.â
She laughs, legs kicking in the air as you toss her a pair of fuzzy socks you pulled from the drawer.
âSocks?â
âCoziness is a requirement for this date, princess.â
âYouâre lucky Iâm easy to impress.â
You load up the PS5, scrolling through your game library while she stretches on the couch like a satisfied cat, hoodie sleeves nearly covering her fingers.
Youâre leaning back on the couch, controller in hand, trying to hide the grin spreading across your face as the victory screen flashes in front of you.
âyou suck loveâŚâ you declare, arms raised, chest puffed like youâre on stage accepting an award.
Yunjin blinks at the screen in disbelief. ââŚNo.â
âYes.â You stretch with the cockiest smirk known to mankind. âRead it. Victory. Me. You. Owned.â
She whips her head toward you with the look of someone who just got personally betrayed by life itself.
âYou got one winââ
âOnedominant win,â you correct.
ââand now you think youâre top dog?â
She narrows her eyes, grabs the controller, and yeets it into the pillow pile. âThatâs it. No more of your sweaty esports nonsense.â
You blink. ââŚWhat?â
She opens your laptop with dangerous speed, typing like sheâs hacking into NASA.
âWeâre playing Roblox.â
You choke. âWait whatââ
âNOW.â Sheâs already loading up Adopt Me! and making a character that suspiciously looks like a gremlin version of you.
âWhy are you mad?! I justââ
âBecause you killed me with a sneak attack while I was scratching my eye.â
âThat sounds like a skill issue.â
She glares at you. âGet in the server.â
Ten minutes later, youâre wearing a Roblox banana suit, driving a pink convertible with Yunjin in the passenger seat.
âI hate this.â
âYou love it.â
âYou kidnapped me from a PvP game and now weâre picking out pets?â
âAnd youâre naming yours âLoser Baby Boy.ââ
âWhy mineââ
âBecause you got cocky. Thatâs your punishment.â
You sigh, adjusting your Roblox fedora. âI shouldâve let you win.â
âToo late. You awakened my villain arc.â
But as she cackles beside you, legs tangled with yours under the blanket, you realize youâd play the dumbest games in the world just to see her like thisâhead thrown back, smile wide, ridiculous and beautiful and so yours.
You glance at her avatar now riding a flying cow.
Yeah. Worth it.
âAwwww, look at you,â Yunjin coos, her voice going up about six octaves as she watches your Roblox avatar stumble around the pet shop with a sparkly duck following behind. âMy wittle gamer baby with his wittle ducky-wucky.â
You stare at her. âStop.â
She leans in closer, batting her lashes like sheâs lost her mind. âDoes the big strong PvP champ wanna buy his ducky a bowtie~? Huhhh? Wanna name him Quacky-Chan?â
âYunjin.â
âOr should we name him Lil Loser No. 2?â she snickers, poking your cheek. âJust like his daddy~â
âYunjin, I swear to godââ
But sheâs already laughing too hard to finish the sentence, her body practically folded in half as she clutches her stomach. You roll your eyes and shift to the side, trying to hide the grin tugging at your mouth.
âYouâre so annoying.â
âAnd youâre cute,â she says without missing a beat, wiping a tear from the corner of her eye. âWith your banana suit and your duck.â
You glance at herâhoodie loose, hair messy from flopping around, eyes still gleaming with victory even though she lost an hour ago. Sheâs chaos incarnate. And sheâs yours.
She yawns, mid-scroll, her trash talk slowly tapering off. âWhat if we build a little blocky house and live there forever? You, me, Duckâmaybe a baby Quack later onâŚâ
âYouâre delirious.â
âIâm romantic,â she mumbles, leaning sideways until her head lands on your shoulder, cheek smushing against the fabric of your hoodie.
âMhm. Romantic with drool.â
She doesnât respond. You glance down.
Fast asleep.
Her breaths even out, fingers still lightly curled near your hand, Roblox still open on her screenâher character now spinning in place beside a lemonade stand.
You donât move.
Donât say anything.
Just stay there, still and warm, letting her sink against you while the low hum of pixel music plays in the background.
You tilt your head slightly, pressing a small kiss to her temple.
âSleep well babyâ
And then you smile. Because even in a dumb game with flying ducks and banana suitsâthis moment?
Absolutely undefeated.
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top payer!huh yunjin(g!p) x OF!reader



hear me out⌠yunjin as your biggest supporter on OF, and that sheâs your top payer to the point you want to get to know her. only for her to beg you to do a video collab so she can fuck your cute little face. sheâs just a fein for head!!!!!đŁ
cw: filthy smut(masturbation, cum eating, use of videotaping, Yunjin receiving), porn with some plot, not proofread,, use of âS/Nâ for âscreen/nameâ
You didnât know anyone in the industry, maybe a few faces here and there, but no one quite noticeable, well maybe due in part that you where a faceless content creator. Not much was known about you, other than the occasional kinks and preferences youâd naturally post under your frequent photoshoots. Having âfansâ didnât help much either, they all just so happened to have tacky screen names that hid their true identityâ Well, that was the case until you came across an account that would frequently pay for extra access to your photos, with her name and face plastered onto her casual viewing account.
âhuh yunjinâ it displayed, the username just being âyunnnnjinâ something thatâs just so intriguing, since you never really saw anyone so proud to display that they looked around the website. Honestly it was really just a pleasant surprise knowing someone was actually human looking through your photos, and occasional videos. Also the fact that she was absolutely stunning in her profile picture kinda made you suspicious, wondering if this could be a bot. I mean, her dark red hair, which complimented her big brown eyes and plump lips, it was all too good to be true!
The only reason you ever believed that this was a real person running this account was the amount of payments she made. It was absolutely absurd! Not only was she paying for literally all the extra spicy photos you postedâ but it came to the point she went out of her way to make excess payments just for the hell of it! Your debit card was absolutely popping every single business day with more and more installments that this Yunjin girl sent you. Of course, you were a high paid model, who wracked up 40-50k a month, but honestly even how much she was paying you was too much.
And the weirdest part of it was she was paying thousands to ten thousand every week, without even a single comment or peep from her. Someone with that kind of spending habits must be someone who has some weird parasocial relationship⌠right?
Wrong!
It was always apparent that she kept a safe distance, never reaching out or demanding more raunchy photos from you, it just seemed like she was a viewer enjoying the content from afar. The idea of her doing this was perplexing, when people who sent far less on your photos where demanding far more than her. It was in some odd way, endearing to you. Coming to the point where you wanted to reach out to her and just get to know the woman who was practically paying your bills at this point. Not wanting to sound like a creep, you silently slid into her chat box with her, and sent a message. (Only for her to reply in a heartbeat.)
you: âHey I saw you paying so much on my content thank you so much!â
yunnnnjin: âhiâ
yunnnnjin: âyeah np, ur very beautifulâ
you: âthank u sm!â
you: âI donât want to sound ungrateful but why do you always pay extra? you donât have to >_>â
yunnnnjin: âah.. i just find you stunningâ
you: âyour my biggest supporter thank you!â
yunnnnjin: âthis might be a weird question to ask, and Iâm not demanding anything from you.â
you: âhm??â
yunnnnjin: âbut can we film a collabâ
staring right at your computer, your reading glasses was slowly falling down your face as you opened your jaw in disbelief. Did she seriously just say that? After mere minutes of meeting? What the fuck? So maybe she wasnât any better than a man because what the hell just happened. You thought maybe you could trust her, believe that she wasnât one of those entitled fans who felt the need to claim every inch of you, but I guess not. Honestly you felt disgusted she could ask this so quickly, but a morbid curiosity filled your mind, this could be a perfect way to make a little more money.
yunnnnjin: âsorry that was weirdâ
yunnnnjin: âi shouldnât have said anything im sorryâ
you: â⌠do u have a photo of ur face, like a video or something you can record right now so I know what Iâm working with.â
*Yunjin sent 5 video attachments*
Admittedly you were scared to open the files she sent you, maybe this was all a prank and some sick friend was pulling this on you. But something just drew you in as you hovered your mouse on the reveal bar, clicking the photos, the blur was lifted and you were greeted with plethora of videos to look at. From first glance everything seemed to check out, but you wanted to make sure she didnât just snag these from the internet.
The first video included her in a soft white robe, someone clearly putting makeup on her plush skin as she sat down. Humming a tune in the background that was oddly familiar to you, maybe a little too familiar.
The other 3 videos included her doing such mindless task like doing her make up, drinking coffee, even dancing to the beat of the music. But thatâs not what interested you the most, what you gravitated toward was the video, with the first few frames being her face scrunched up, closing her eyes at her screen.
Playing the video, you were greeted by muffled groans, and the sound of skin rubbing against one another, almost in a rhythmic motion. As each time the skin glided across the other, she would let out the most intense moan, pleading with someone in front of the camera. Her eyes darting towards the scream as her mouth opened slightly, not clocking what she was doing until her moans became so loud, that the speakers on your computer started vibrating. Oh! Sheâs jacking off! While recording herself! How interesting!
Thatâs not what caught your eye though, itâs when she brung the camera down to the base of her thighs, propping the camera behind her thick perched up cock as she started rubbing it up and down. Her moans turning into pleading as she called out your screen name repeatedly, begging for her release like she was imagining it was your hands around her girth. She was far too much for youâ to the point watching the precum dribble from the slit of her member made your skin crawl. You wished it was you making her feel that way, so you decided to continue watching until she reached her climax. Watching her hands slide up and down, quickening the pace and using her cum as leverage to fuck herself using her palm, made you go crazy. It wasnât until she reached her maximum, as her legs buckled up slightly with her back arched cumming all over the screen. The bed squeaking as she fucked her hands aggressively to reach that climax she-oh-so desired. Your name rolling of her tounge so naturally as âfuckinâ so goodâ and âshitâ, was mixed into it.
you: âwowâ
you: âso you are real.â
yunnnnjin: âhaha sorry if that last video is weird jst wanted u to know how much i want to collabâ
you: âmake sense, uhhhhhh i think we can, do u have an address?â
yunnnnjin: âperfect, and hereâs my address, but tell me if you ever come over Iâll plan everything aheadâ
You mightâve been sick in the head, because now you stood rooted in place standing in front of the door of her apartment. For all you knew she couldâve been a perverted killer on the loose, but seeing that video of her changed the trajectory of your life.
Knocking on the door, you heard someone stumble over themselves as the reached the door with a thud. A small groan escaping from a womanâs lips as she hurriedly pried the door open, your heartbeat racing. Finally as she opened the door, you met her brown gaze as her red hair fell gently over her face and covered a lot of her defining features. âYou actually came.â Yunjin taking all of you in, being surprised that it was actually you as you covered your face with a black mask. Without warning she dragged your wrist and lead you into her nicely decorated apartment. All of her decor being of welloff brands and photos of her with 4 or sometimes 5 other girls.
She dragged you over to her bedroom, only to be met with professional lighting setups, cameras and other video recording tools set all around. She was clearly a little too prepared for her own good, down to the box of condoms that sat nicely on-top of the black bedsheets. âI got this all for youâ Iâm sorry if this is too much, but I didnât know what else to do when you gave me this opportunity.â Tilting your head in confusion as from your knowledge she mustâve gotten all this equipment recently, since nothing about her profile said âmodelâ or âphotographer.â
âAh thank you but you didnât need to do all of that, besides I brought my video camera with me for a reason.â You insisted pulling out the black bag inside your even bigger gym back, showing her the camera as you slid it out. She stared back at you, her cheeks flushed in embarrassment as she looked back at everything she had prepared, mentally cursing herself when she shouldâve know that youâd bring something fancy. âOh this is a shameââ
âItâs fine, if you have everything set up, we can use this instead of what Iâm using now, itâs probably better quality anyways.â And so you did, you began recording the first few clips, just some lingerie shots with Yunjin, or photographs with her tongue pressed agonist parts of your body. It wasnât anything out of the ordinary, but watching her boxers press up against your stomach, feeling her stiffened cock onto your tummy, made you feral. Greatful that you wore a face mask to cover your true identity, because with out it youâd be drooling by the contact of her boxers.
Thankfully, after snapping some promiscuous photos of the both of you, Yunjin offered to take some solo shots of you. This type without your top out, something that was so natural for you to do, made Yunjinâs breath hitch as your breast pooled into the free air. Fuck, you didnât know how much she wanted to touch you right now, to have your nipple in her mourn while she played with your other breast. Or fucking your face and letting her precious cum fall down your chin and down to your chest. As the camera clicked on and on, her mind was too preoccupied with thoughts of fucking you mindlessly. Having her cum all over the nastiest parts of your body, while you scream her name all day long. And finally ripping off that black mask you used to cover your adorable face with so she could spurt all over you.
It took you a few minutesâ actually almost half an hour to tell that her hardened cock was pressing even harder against her fabric, begging to be let out. As her mind drifted in and out of reality, you tried your best to snap her out of trance with no avail. âYunjinââ You called out her name once, âYunjin?â A second time as you inched closer to her in your kneeling position, looking up at her soft gaze as she stared down at you. Before you could say her name one last time you where faced up, inches apart her hard member, looking up at her with, those, eyes.
Yunjin didnât respond, not for a long time, her hands reaching out to your hair as she continued to click some more photos. Tangling her delicate slim fingers into your hair, taking more and more photos as you called out to her. âFuck, S/N, you look so goodâ She mumbled, taking her hands out of your hair to pinch your cheeks up to give her your whole attention. Her breathing heavy as she watched your even movement, and how your face masked heaved up and down as she did so. âCan I fuck you princess, pleaseâ please let me use your pretty mouth baby.â Yunjin murmured, pulling her hands away from you as she held the waistband of her boxers.
Without any second thought, you brung your hands up and yanking it off of her, not wanting to admit that you wanted this more than her. As her boxers slid off so easily, you could see her cock take its place as it sprung up, the sheer size of it hitting her stomach as she had a painful erection.
It took you in awe for a few moments, the both of you not doing anything as you stared at her member, while she looked down at you in anticipation. âHoly shitâ uh, can you get the video camera then?â You asked while Yunjin shook her head vigorously, tripping over herself to fully take off everything and grab the video taping camera on the side table. Running back, she began recording and pointing the camera down at you, indicating that the shot was already rolling.
You lifted your mask a little bit to place the head of her pink cock to the edge of your lips, placing the mask over, giving her little kitten licks as you do so. The sudden contact of your mouth on her most sensitive part made her let out the dirtiest moan, and bring her free hand to tangle it in your hair. âFuck, that felt so nice baby.â She groaned out, petting your hair as you continued to bring your mouth to the base. The sheer size of it making you tear up, unable to handle how much you had to put in.
Yunjin was getting off to this, getting off to your gagging, getting off to the feeling of your small mouth around her dick, just getting off to the idea of you. âIs itâ hah, too big princess?â She breathed out as she buckled her waist, pushing you to deep throat her thick cock. Leaving you to gag even more as she was pressing up against you, the tip off your nose touching her pelvis as she brung you deeper down. The sounds of your muffled gagging gave her more leverage to fist your hair and fuck into you. Letting dribbles of cum and salvia accumulate as drizzle down your chin. Luckily the mask you wore was able the cover the lewd juices leaking out from you mouth as you took her all.
Bobbing your head back and fourth, her fist was still clawing at your hair as she fucked your most so nicely. âFuckâ fuckâŚâ She groaned, her dick writing in your mouth as you hummed, âmpfhâ letting the vibrations of your voice to leave a nice sensation around her. Your tongue swirling around in circles, nose touching her pelvis as hot air coming from your nose sent shivers down her spine. From the way her hips where proceeding to buckle clearly indicated that she was close to climaxing.
With a few more thrusts into your mouth in an almost apathetic way, without any hesitationâ she released all of her salty seed into your mouth. Slowing pulling away as she swayed the rest of her cum inside, the lose of contact made a popping noise. âShit.â Yunjin examined how good you looked as she slowly pulled off your mask, to admire the cum and saliva dribbling down your mouth. Ripping her hands away from your hair, she placed her thumb on where the main stream of liquid resided, and pushed everything back into your mouth. âSwallow it up.â Yunjin demanded, watching you make a show out of it, going as far as to open your mouth after you finished. âMm, good girl.â
urgahfhhhh I was gonna add so much more but after this I got drained smh. full on smut sex scene cumminâ up when I feel like it LOL!!!!
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â§âË Adopting a puppy hybrid is not easyâŚâ.*ŕłâ§ #1



g!p puppy!yunjin x fem!reader
just some random scenarios n stuff with jen as your puppy hybrid :p
cw in this series: smut, g!p, unprotected sex, jen calls reader mommy, mentions of pregnancy, knotting, breeding, dubcon, size kink, squirting, pussy drunk jen, blowjob, face fucking, bondage
yunjin / reader
Adopting a puppy hybrid is not easy.
Especially when the puppy is as naughty and mischievous as yours.
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When the puppy needs you while youâre making dinner:
The meal you were cooking for dinner was left to get cold in a pan untouched on the stove, which thankfully, you had already turned off. Somehow your puppy thought it would be okay to have some âfunâ with you while you were in the middle of cooking. Next thing you know, the dumb little thing is tugging at your shirt while rutting her clothed bulge against your soft ass and muttering filthy things into her mommyâs ear. Things quickly led to another and you found yourself so lost in pleasure that you completely forgot what you were doing before Yunjin came to bother you.
âYunjin, puppy⌠I s-said noâŚâ
*plop* *plop* *plop*
Yunjin doesnât care. She never cares if you want it or not. When your puppy needs something, sheâs going to get it. If she wants to strip you completely of your apron and clothes and pin you up against the kitchen island as her swollen knot breaches the entrance of your leaking hole, then she will.
And that is what she's doing.
âBut mommyyy, you feel so good and warm. A-And I canât stop now⌠Gotta give you my pups.â
The whiny little thingâs thighs shook as your cunt clenched down on her. Her taller frame was trapping you against the countertop with her right arm wrapped around your waist holding you still, and her left hand around your hickey-covered neck. She had you panting softly as a small puddle of your slick pooled onto the kitchenâs tiled floor beneath you. Yunjinâs fat puppy cock stretched your hole so good it had you drooling and seeing stars. Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes when you felt the thick head of her dick press up against your cervix repeatedly. The big cock created a small bulge in your slim tummy, making your head go fuzzy. Your body went limp in her arms, and Yunjin was just using you as her fleshlight at this point.
You shouldnât have let her use you when she was in rut, because now she canât get enough of you. Itâs not her fault she needs to feel your warm and tight pussy around her aching cock at all times! Itâs not her fault all her dumb puppy brain tells her to do is fuck her seed all into your tummy until you get pregnant!
Yunjin was panting next your ear, babbling about how good you felt and how she wanted to make you a real mommy. Your head clouded at the mere thought of her getting you pregnant. Your thoughts were pushed away once you felt her plump knot pop into your slick hole. Yunjn let out a loud moan and you felt her knot swell followed by a series of warm liquid shoot into your womb. She moaned helplessly and buried her face into your neck while rubbing your clit, trying to help you reach your high.
The stimulation caused the tension in your stomach to snap, and you mewled and pathetically came all over your puppyâs dick. Your eyes squeezed shut as your body convulsed against hers. Yunjinâs hand on your clit never slowed however, and you easily went into overstimulation, making the tears in your eyes finally fall. It all felt too good.
âPuppy please⌠fuck⌠itâs too much.â
Even though your voice was weak and quiet, Yunjin heard you loud and clear. She still wanted nothing more than to make her mommy feel so good that she canât think straight, so she ignored your pleas and began to rut into you once more. Your breath hitched as Yunjinâs knot pushed deeper into your sensitive cunt, causing you to shake as you squirted all over her. You remained limp and wrapped in her arms until you came down from your high. Yunjinâs knot eventually went away, but she refused to let you go.
Another hour or so passed of her breeding and knotting you all over the kitchen counter, making you plead for a break, but Yunjin insisted that she continue until sheâs sure youâll get pregnant with every single one of her pups :(
ngl this was kinda bad but Iâm still tryna get back into the groove iykwimđ
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CAPTAINâS PROSTITUTE
YUNJIN X READER
TAGS: GROPING, FINGERING
2K WORDS

You open the door just enough to enter as a creaking sound can be heard. The girl is lying on her side facing the other side of the room. She hears the thuds from your footsteps as you walk near her bed. She felt the bed sunken when you sat down near her legs. Jennifer felt your cold palm as you caressed her smooth thighs. She didnât try to move or do anything. She knows what happened to the last girl who refused.
Getting captured by pirates means your destiny has been set. You are now their slaves, you will do as they say. They will turn men into work dogs while the women will satisfy the flesh of men along their voyage. Hundreds of men will line up to a battered body of a woman just to have their turn. They are getting woke up getting fucked and they fall unconscious due to fatigue. But Jennifer is different, she has been on this ship even before you.
You heard that the Captain found her when they raided a coastal village, some say she had been caught when they attacked cruise ships, some say she is just a prostitute that got on board for the Captainâs pleasure. As your palm glides on her astonishing smooth skin, one thing is for certain. She grew up in wealthy families. This kind of softness can only be done with luxury.
Your hand moves down on the back of her leg. You can see the fabric of her dress lumps up as your hand is searching for her ass. You felt a fabric that is her underwear that is on the way. You patiently slip up your fingers inside her underwear to feel her buttocks. Her tights underwear made your hand sink onto her soft as cotton ass. Without seeing it, you can feel how your fingers sink down on her soft ass.
The woman is yet to react to your presence. Her head is glued to the bed without the intention of looking whoâs touching her. She knows you are not the captain because they would bring her to him whenever the captain wants to see her. Nobody tried to go back on the captainâs back to touch her but here you are. Slithering your way down the dark corridor as the captain is passed out from drinking. Without any second thought, you knew this is an opportunity for you to go see the real treasure in this ship.
Jennifer is afraid, she has no idea how you got in her room. âDid the captain let you use her?â, âIs the captain dead?â Her mind is filled with questions while her body has not moved an inch. A pirate is in her room with his wandering hands on her lower body is all she knows. The woman is more than familiar with the feeling of helplessness that she is not surprised by this situation. She closed her eyes accepting that you will be here for the rest of the night.
She felt your hand leave her ass, she felt you move closer to her torso as the bed moves with your weight. Your fingers run through the laces of the corsets as if you want to cut the laces open to see more of her soft body. Jennifer flinched as you finally reached her boobs. You pause as you thought that would wake her up. She is expecting a hard squeeze like the captain or other men do. She was surprised by how gentle you cup her boobs. She can feel your hands gracing the fabric like you are studying the shape of her pair.
Numerous men have touched her but never so gently as you did. She felt your fingers reach on the top end of the fabric. You pull down her top to reveal her boobs. You canât have a great look at it as the woman is still facing the other direction. You donât want to turn her body because you assume that the woman is still asleep. Jennifer figured out this conclusion too, you move so delicately to not wake her up.
She felt your hand slowly cupping one of her boobs until your hand was fully holding them. You give her boob a soft squeeze as if to see how soft it is. She can feel your hand gently move to different sides with every squeeze. You can feel her nipples getting hardened as it pokes your palm. Your hand moves up as your fingers traces towards her nipple. You hold her hardened nipple in your fingertips. You are amazed how her body responds as you still think she is asleep. You pull her hard nipple gently as you canât help thinking how much you want to suck on it.
You reach over to her other boob to meet the same conclusion, her body got aroused by your touch. An inaudible noise can be heard in the corridor. It was your other drunken crew walking back to their room. You got alerted that there are others that are still awake. You hold her boob in place as you stay still not trying to make a noise yourself. Jennifer is aware of the situation. She connected the dots that you went into her room of your own accord.
The noise in the corridor died down, it seems like they are all inside their rooms. You pull up her top to cover her exposed boobs. She felt you standing up as the bed rose without your weight. You take a look at her before you open the door but to your surprise, the woman is now directly looking at you. She wants to see the man who touched her with such gentleness. She did not remove her gaze until you were finally out of her room.
Few nights have passed but there is still no sign of your visit again. You havenât found an opportunity to sneak into her room again. Jennifer has been awake in these past few days, longing for the man that touched her soul. The woman is accepting the reality that it is just a one time thing as it might be dangerous for the two of you if the captain found out that her favorite prostitute had been touched by his crew.
She closed her eyes to sleep her sadness away until a creaking sound was heard. You found the woman facing the other way again, you sneakily walked to her bedside but you got caught red handed when the woman turned around to see you. She has the same look when you leave her room the first time. Her eyes look with bewilderment when staring at you. She knows you are not a regular uncivilized pirate, but you are still a pirate nonetheless.
You sit on the other end as she hasn't removed her stare at you not for even a second. You noticed sheâs wearing less than usual. She is not wearing her corset, and wears a loose white dress. You thought she just switched for something comfortable but Jennifer has been waiting for you ever since you walked out that door.
Without uttering a word, you catch her stare, trying to decipher what was on her mind. Is she planning to scream and alert everyone about your treachery? Is she planning to fight back? Does she have a knife in her reach? The two of you are waiting for the other to make a move. The womanâs knee rose up to bend and slowly spread her legs in front of you.
You look inside her dress to see nothing but her underwear, her glowing white long legs are still visible even in a moon lighted room. She felt your hand reach on one of her knees first. Your hand moves down to her thighs while still not breaking eye contact. Your hands are now in her inner thighs. Your fingers slowly graces down to her underwear. Your fingers move up as if tracing the slit of her that is underneath the fabric.
Jennifer flinches by your touch. This gives you the signal to explore more of her. You reach with two hands to pull slowly her underwear, the woman willingly helps you remove it as adjusted her body while youâre pulling it down her legs. You put the fabric on the side of the bed. Whatâs now before your eyes is a glistening wet slit thatâs been waiting for you in a while.
You move your hand closer to her slit, you notice how her look changed. Her eyes look more round and soft as if sheâs submitting to you. You move your fingertips to graze up to her wet slit. Her body jerks with your first touch in her womanhood. You put one finger to the opening of her slit, giving her the time to feel that one digit will plunge inside her.
Jennifer bites her lower lips as she feels a finger is going deeper inside her. Her inside is soft and wet. You move your finger up to find her g-spot. The womanâs jerks again signaling to you that you found what youâre looking for. You move your finger inside her tapping her g-spot in rhythm. The woman throws her head back with how much pleasure she is currently feeling.
For a long time, someone is touching her body to give her pleasure, not just to use her holes to satisfy the needs of men. Seeing this much reaction with just a finger. You pull your finger out, Jennifer looks at you in confusion of your sudden retreat but she doesnât not need to ask for a question as she felt your fingers again. Now two fingers are plunging up to her g-spot.
Jennifer opens her legs even more as if her body is welcoming you. You dial up your movement by pulling your fingers slightly out and plunging it back up in a faster rhythm. The woman is struggling to contain the pleasure. The bites her lower lips really hard to stop her moans while her hand is reaching back to her pillow, clinching it as her back bent up in pleasure.
You use your other hand to hold the woman in place. You reached up to catch on one of her boobs. She felt your hand squeeze her boob while the rest of your arm is pressing her body down to the bed. She remembers the last time you held her boobs. She pulls down her top for you to finally touch her longing boobs.
You pinched her already hard nipple. Jennifer always yelps due to your pinch but she covers her mouth just in time. Your other hand is continuing to pleasure her slit while the other is alternately grabbing each of her boobs. You want to give them the equal attention they deserve. You go so far as moving them closer in the middle to grope them at the same time.
Jenniferâs legs are starting to shake which only means one thing, her orgasm is near. You move closer to her slit to give yourself a better position to plunge your fingers faster. The woman holds her mouth even tighter as she can feel sheâs getting closer to it. You give her boob a squeeze as you plunge your fingers a few more times before she finally releases.
Her back bent up as she orgasm and slowly lay back down to her bed. She forgot the last time she orgasm. Nobody cares enough to make her release but here you are. Are you just a cunning pirate that has his way to lure women? Is this your way of using a woman's body for your amusement? These questions left her mind fast as she felt both of your hands in her boobs. Your two hands move in unison. You squeeze her boobs from the bottom as your fingertips grace her hard nipples in the process.
The womanâs eyes widened as she felt something hard was poking on her slit.
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