#jeongyeon is a sweet heart

[ghostykapi]

three against me (the trio's love)

misamo & fem!reader // college au

thank you for @cry4mina for the misamo pictures and for being delulu with me about misamo <3 MISAMOOO

when you said you wanted your college life to be eventful

you didn't expect the universe throwing you three girlfriends, each with their own side of how they got you locked with them

it starts during the first semester of your 3rd year, when you were in a small cafe, getting to a headstart in your pile of homework

it's perfect, a iced coffee by your side, three readings beside you, your laptop on the coffee table in front of you and phone silenced, muting whatever the onslaught of messages nayeon is sending that you can't even be bothered to check

you needed this, you couldn't handled anymore 'dubchaeng babysitting!' when the duo would just make your head hurt with the amount of crazy ideas they had. the change of pace for the day is much welcome, especially knowing that jeongyeon took over with the lure of seeing a band a cafe next university over

it's nice, you can feel like you are in control for even just for a bit

then the cafe's noise dies down when the door chimes

it's too silent

fuck.

you brace yourself at the trio, who’s presence can make the entire student populous go on their knees. the mere whisper of their little group brings the entire college either trembling

misamo.

you can feel her gaze land on you, despite the only indication that it is one of them without looking is the whispers within the cafe. even the baristas know them

hirai momo. softball player, the star athlete that brings medals and more recognition to your university. average grades, stellar performance when she steps on the field and can land a nasty punch

with each step you hear her take, the more you have to remind yourself not to look. you can hear her giggles and the way your heartbeat is now in your ears

minatozaki sana. influencer and model, the unspoken leader of their group. through her bubbly and charming personality, she uses her wit to become the face of the university. part of the top 10% of the whole university, the inspiration to study hard and diligently

you feel a hand on your shoulder, the firm grasp rendering you unable to move, yet it's how you know who it is. she hums in delight at your sharp intake of breath, knowing that you don't need anything else to tell her apart

myoui mina. rising entrepreneur of 3 different business ventures, the deadliest one from the trio. always calculating, always 10 steps ahead of her peers and competitors. sweet, kind, and demur, she brings class to whatever she does

that includes sitting beside you, her bag gently landing on the table, your proximity leaves the others questioning your relationship, but all you know is that you must have done something at your shared class with her yesterday for her too approach you

"i hope you don't mind" she starts, eyes confident and you want to scream and cry because she's wearing a suit. typically worn when she's fresh from visiting one of her businesses. "i heard you were well versed in code"

"programming is my major yes" you keep your voice leveled, after all, being a woman in such a male dominated course has made you what your flock of admirers say, freezingly cold.

"i have a proposition for you" mina starts, keeping a dangerous game of who can keep the eye contact going "you help me with homeworks and projects while i give you money per assessment made"

while mina has a fair share of students that matched her energy, something in your gaze makes her crack a bit

"what makes you think i'll say yes?"

"you can't say no to me"

"yes i can. here watch i'll say it"

and mina can't deny it when she feels her heart start to race when you get closer to her. faces barely a few inches apart

"i don't do things for money. so no"

and you pull back, ready to put back to attention to your homework when mina speaks up

"every time you have to help me i'll pay you in food"

oh goodness free food

"ok i'm in" you hum, hands typing away on your laptop "we start in two days, send me an address and i'll met you there myoui. now shoo, i have to catch up to my work"

she stares at you with a blank gaze, but inside she's dumbfounded at your boldness

nevertheless, she stands up to leave you be, but before she's out of earshot, she says something you don't quite catch

"what?" you ask

"you should call me mina. myoui is too professional even for my taste dear"

three days later, it's momo who bugs you after your morning class

she slips up right beside you, the lack of dress code in the university gives momo a chance to wear a body hugging pink dress, something that makes everyone go crazy. what you don't like is how every guy is looking at her in ways you want to pluck their eyes out

filthy bastards don't deserve to gaze at her at all

"momo" your ears are red because everyone can clearly see you both in the halls, her arm around your waist as you slowly walk to the next building for your next class "what are you doing?"

"accompanying you to class" momo won't admit it, but ever since mina said you were, in her words, 'pretty and sufficient', she had to see you

"why?" you ask, glaring at every man who's looking at her too creepily, making them scurry away

"just because, plus our classrooms are right beside each other" she relaxes more with each less man in the hall, you notice it

"fine" you huff, and before she can even say anything else, you remove your jacket, giving it to her "wear this for today, i don't want any man to look at you. you're too gorgeous for them"

the rest of the walk is silent on the way to both of your classrooms. only thing you can hear is the squeak of every sneaker from each man running way and the whispers in between students

it's the most peaceful walk momo has had since becoming star athlete

so when you wave at her from the door before disappearing to go to the classroom beside her's, she feels like she can breath without panicking

she hates taking anything math related, but she might bare it more when she knows your beside her classroom

she's hooked

later that afternoon, while you lounge around the student council office sipping a red bull, someone barges in, scaring your team who's having a heated debate on who should the rest of the papers

"fucking jesus who the fuck-" ryujin is silenced from who she sees at the door

minatozaki sana, the ever persistent and one of the most notable member under the team of the president.

"someone sent you flowers?"

not a question you were expecting, even your team is gawking at her

dressed to perfection, you can't catch her in a regular outfit at any point, which is kind of ridiculous. sana doesn't care, always styled like she's going to a fashion week in europe. today she's wearing that white dress that she just wore in her feature in some magazine

what is it with the trio and wearing designer clothing every time they are at university grounds? specifically when they are within your eyesight

"pardon?" you know the amount of admires that still try despite cold rejection, even hailing from different courses. hell you think someone from the university over sent you chocolates once, you gave it to your team though

"did you accept some stupid boy's flowers?" sana repeats, anger in her eyes, an emotion she barely shows, and possessiveness in her body language, something you see glimpses of when someone gets close to mina and momo that she doesn't approve of

"minatozaki you know i don't do that" you say calmly, your team in awe at how you keep a calm attitude "if the suitor doesn't have the guts to face me, then they do not deserve my limited time"

"then you'll entertain if i do right?"

you can hear felix and lily choke over their pizza behind you

"you are not serious" you look at her like she's crazy (she loves being called that, you learn from mina later on)

she gets closer to you, faces barely an inch apart, any slip up from her leaning way to closer over your table and she can just kiss you

"try me, i'll see you at tomorrow's meeting miss vice-president"

when she leaves the office, it takes you and your team a total of 5 minutes to recover

"jesus what the fuck was that"

"ryujin shut up, go back to bickering with lia"

no one has ever said no to the trio

maybe a few people had

they're just not as pretty, charming and confident as you

maybe that's why mina keeps sitting beside you during your shared programming class even oustide 'tutor' hours, why momo's insistent at being beside you in between periods to carry your items on days your classes line up, and why sana shows up in every weekly meeting with an expensive gift or a trinket, challenging each suitor head on.

women like them are gonna be the death of you

"you have some crazy women that like you" jihyo jests beside you, giggling at how sana is glaring daggers at how close you both are. you both are now taking a break along with the rest of the internal team to finalize some papers

"yeah well" you don't like to admit it, but ever since their persistence to always either be near you, you have been starting to crack bit by bit "can't really escape them y'know"

"i think you would look cute with them" jihyo hums, swinging her pen between her fingers, making someone across the table keep her stare at the president "misamo and their girlfriend who sucks ass at karaoke"

"ok that was one time" you huff, jihyo's snickering makes sana look up from her phone, jaw tensing up at how close jihyo is "clearly i let you win because you liked it when tzuyu said she's treat you out if you win right?"

that shuts her up. the said tall woman is at the other side of the room, watching the president's face get red, wondering what you just said to make her like this

"get back to work" jihyo then shoos you away, your laughter making jihyo flip you off before returning to work for herself

before you cam even return to work, your eyes meet sana's, her expression unreadable. you wonder what she's thinking of

you look away, a light blush on your cheeks from her intense stare, busying yourself once more with the papers

to sana, witnessing your smile and laughter rewires her brain, heart pleading with her to speed up whatever this stage the three of them are in. each day that passes drives the three of them crazy

mina is messing up in her calculations, momo is missing her shots and sana is losing her composure on the daily

she needs you. they need you.

when sana heads home that night she keeps thinking about you. even when she lets her girlfriends debate what their late night dinner should be (mina wants tacos, momo is craving for some pasta). she blurts out in the middle of it

"do you think y/n would say yes if we offered her sushi as a late night dinner?"

the two stop at their bickering to look at sana, who's eyes are begging for the next move. she's getting itchy and desperate to make it

"satang" mina reaches out to her, letting sana wrap her arms around her waist as momo hugs them both "did something happen?"

"it's just" sana doesn't even try to hide it at this point, knowing that the three of them are nearing their breaking point "i saw her laugh today and it really made me think that 'i want to make her laugh with us' and i-i don't know but it has been driving me mad"

mina hums in understanding and momo speaks up, ready to take that push

"then let's go"

staying late even after meetings is normal for you to catch up with the papers, but for the past few days, you have been staying late in the office to busy your thoughts

mina hasn't been looking at you in the eye or been acknowledging you

momo hasn't been accompanying you to class

sana hasn't shown up to a single meeting this past two weeks

trying to silence your head, you decided to throw yourself into your extra curriculars every night. this night, you are working alone, the only sounds that you can hear are your aggressive typing on your poor keyboard, the music coming from your small speaker and the voices in your head making your heart ache

and now a knock and the door swinging open

"if you have any concerns please drop them by our social media accounts, email, or even the drop box by the-"

you stop your next words when you look up

mina.

you want to curse at the woman, for deliberately avoiding you. it was worse with her, because at least with the two you didn't have the urge to scream because they simply did not show up.

momo.

even clad in that handsome suit, she's still wearing that jacket you handed over to her. devastatingly handsome and gorgeous, you wonder why did she have to leave you wondering in the noisy university halls

sana.

meetings are still the same, but jihyo keeps on asking why your eyes have been straying, always going back to the door. waiting for that laugh to annoy you, waiting for a snarky remark to any stupid men flirting with you, waiting for anything from her

you really want to throw a chair at them for just showing up now and pissing you off

you don't though, because you missed them

each in their own suit, each with their own gift, each one with a nervous smile that no one will ever see, each one wearing their hearts up their sleeves, and each with the same question you didn't know you wanted to hear until now

"we like you. would you like to go out with us? dinner tomorrow night, our treat"

you can't say no

"you guys are horrible at courting. pick me up at 7"

bonus:

in every first date you've been on, you never come over to your dates home. that changes and ends with them

"hirai" you're trying to keep your breath stable as her hands are playing your hair. eyes hazy, but clearly on you, her self control out the door, just like yours

"myoui" she's behind you, her hands on your waist, murmuring what she's been thinking about for the past days. it's all you, and it makes you melt

"minatozaki" you let her kiss you, silencing your worries and doubts, silencing anything that makes you question them. the heart finally getting what it wants

"you my love, deserve to be ours"

[atlasthegreatest]

Operation: Sweet Serenade / Sana Minatozaki x Gender Neutral! Reader

Sana Minatozaki finds herself smitten with Y/n Choi, a talented freelance photographer, and her members are quick to notice. Determined to help their lovestruck friend, the girls devise a playful plan to encourage Sana to confess her feelings.

Word count: 2817

A/n: This chapter was inspired by “Fancy” by Twice.

Sana had it bad.

It wasn’t just a passing interest or a fleeting attraction. No, this was a full-blown, heart-racing, butterflies-in-the-stomach, can’t-stop-thinking-about-her crush. And the worst part? The person she couldn’t stop thinking about was entirely out of her world—a professional photographer named Y/n Choi.

They’d met two months ago at a fashion magazine shoot for TWICE, where Y/n had been the lead photographer. From the moment Y/n adjusted the lens of their camera, flashing Sana a quick smile between shots, Sana felt her heart stumble over itself. Y/n was cool, confident, and effortlessly charming—everything Sana wasn’t when she got nervous. And Sana, for the first time in forever, found herself completely tongue-tied in front of someone.

Since then, every photo shoot and run-in with Y/n only made the crush worse. She couldn’t get Y/n out of her head—their sharp jawline, the way they looked with a camera in hand, and most dangerously, the way their eyes crinkled slightly when they smiled.

And now, her members had figured it out.

——————-

Sana sat cross-legged on the dorm’s couch, absently scrolling through her phone. She thought she was being subtle about checking Y/n’s Instagram for the tenth time that week—until Nayeon plopped down next to her, grinning as she’d just uncovered the world’s greatest secret.

“You’ve got that look again,” Nayeon teased, nudging Sana’s side.

Sana tried (and failed) to act nonchalantly. “What look?”

“You're crushing so hard you’re practically vibrating.” Nayeon leaned over to glance at Sana’s phone. “Is that Y/n’s Instagram again?”

Sana groaned, flipping her phone facedown on the couch. “I’m doomed.”

Within minutes, the rest of the TWICE members had gathered around, sensing the opportunity for some harmless meddling. Momo perched on the arm of the couch, grinning mischievously, while Jihyo stood with her arms crossed, clearly amused by the situation.

“Alright, spill,” Jeongyeon said, sliding onto the couch across from Sana. “What’s the deal with you and the photographer?”

“There’s no deal,” Sana muttered, burying her face in a throw pillow. “Just a hopeless crush.”

“Oh please,” Chaeyoung snorted. “We’ve seen the way you act around them, unnie. You get all blushy and weird.”

Tzuyu tilted her head thoughtfully. “It’s true. You do get… strange.”

Sana groaned into the pillow. “I’m never telling them. They're too cool, and I’m… me.”

“You’re Sana freaking Minatozaki,” Nayeon declared, throwing an arm over Sana’s shoulder. “You’ve got this.”

“I don’t got this,” Sana replied, voice muffled by the pillow.

“Well, good thing we’re here to help,” Momo chirped, clapping her hands together like she’d just hatched a brilliant plan.

———————

The plan, as it turned out, was a chaotic mix of bad ideas, awkward rehearsals, and way too much encouragement.

“Just tell them, ‘I think you’re cool, and I like you,’” Chaeyoung suggested, lounging upside-down on the couch.

“That’s terrible advice,” Jihyo shot back. “It sounds too casual! You need to be more direct.”

“How about a compliment?” Mina added gently. “Say something specific, like how talented they are with their photography.”

Sana stared at them, wide-eyed. “You all sound way too confident about this.”

“We’re professionals,” Nayeon said, flipping her hair dramatically. “Now, let’s practice. Pretend I’m Y/n.”

Sana flushed. “I can’t—”

“You can,” Nayeon insisted. “Come on, Sana. Say it.”

With a sigh, Sana took a deep breath. “Okay. Um… Y/n, I think you’re really talented, and I—”

“You like them.” Momo interrupted, beaming.

Sana threw a pillow at her. “You’re not helping!”

Jeongyeon leaned back, grinning. “This is a disaster.”

Despite the teasing, Sana couldn’t deny that the support from her members made her feel a little braver. Maybe, just maybe, she could actually do this.

———————

A week later, Sana found herself standing outside a cozy café where Y/n had agreed to meet her. Her heart pounded so hard she was convinced it might burst right out of her chest.

The Twice girls had all sent her texts of encouragement before she left:

Jihyo: You’ve got this. Just be honest.

Momo: Worst case scenario, I’ll date you instead ;).

Chaeyoung: Go get her, tiger!

Nayeon: Make sure you kiss her!

Jeongyeon: 👍

Sana laughed nervously, clutching her phone before slipping it into her pocket. She inhaled deeply, stepped through the café door, and spotted Y/n sitting by the window.

Y/n looked up from their phone and smiled—a warm, effortless smile that made Sana’s knees feel wobbly.

“Hey, Sana,” Y/n greeted. “You okay? You look… nervous.”

Sana laughed awkwardly, sliding into the seat across from her. “Yeah, I’m good. Just… uh, something I’ve been meaning to tell you.”

Y/n arched an eyebrow, their gaze curious but kind. “What is it?”

Sana took a deep breath, her members’ voices echoing in her mind: You’ve got this. Just be honest.

“Okay, so…” She fiddled with the edge of her sleeve. “I just wanted to say that I think you’re really talented. Your photography is amazing, and… well, I really like being around you. Actually, I… really like you.”

The words tumbled out in a nervous rush, and Sana braced herself for awkward silence or polite rejection. But instead, Y/n’s smile widened, soft and genuine.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for you to say that,” Y/n said, her eyes twinkling.

Sana blinked. “Wait… what?”

Y/n laughed, reaching across the table to take Sana’s hand. “I like you too, Sana. I thought you’d never make a move.”

Sana felt like her heart was soaring. Relief, joy, and disbelief flooded her all at once. “Really?”

“Really,” Y/n said, squeezing her hand gently. “I’ve been hoping for this for a while.”

Sana could hardly believe her luck. She’d done it. She’d actually done it—and the answer was more wonderful than she’d ever imagined.

———————

Later that night, Sana burst through the dorm door, grinning from ear to ear.

“Well?” Nayeon asked eagerly, bouncing on the couch. “How did it go?”

Sana beamed. “They said yes.”

The room erupted into cheers, with Momo and Chaeyoung high-fiving each other and Jihyo pulling Sana into a tight hug.

“I told you!” Nayeon crowed, ruffling Sana’s hair. “I knew you had it in you!”

Tzuyu smirked. “Guess we won’t have to stage another intervention.”

Sana laughed, her heart full and light. She’d never felt this happy, and it was all thanks to a little courage—and a lot of love from the people who believed in her.

That night, as she lay in bed scrolling through her messages with Y/n, a new thought struck her.

Maybe love was scary. But when it was real, it was always worth the risk.

——————

The days following Sana’s confession felt like a dream she didn’t want to wake up from. Y/n texted her constantly, sending good morning messages, random memes, and candid photos they’d taken throughout the day—each one making Sana’s heart flutter. Their first official date was just around the corner, and she hadn’t stopped thinking about it.

But in typical Twice fashion, there was no way her members were going to let her navigate this blossoming romance on her own.

Sana was sitting at the kitchen table, sipping her morning coffee when Momo and Chaeyoung barged in like women on a mission.

“So, when’s the first date?” Momo asked, leaning over the table with a mischievous grin.

“Tomorrow,” Sana mumbled, suddenly feeling shy.

“And what’s the plan, unnie?” Chaeyoung added, pulling up a chair across from her.

“Uh… Dinner and a walk by the Han River.”

Momo gasped in mock horror. “A walk by the river? That’s so cliché.”

“It’s romantic!” Sana protested, pouting.

“It’s only romantic if you know how to keep things from getting awkward,” Nayeon chimed in, entering the kitchen with Tzuyu in tow.

Sana shot her a glare. “I can handle it.”

“Can you, though, unnie?” Tzuyu teased with a small smirk. “Because you’ve been giggling at their texts like a teenager for days.”

Jihyo joined them at the table, already in full leader mode. “Alright, Sana. You need a foolproof game plan.”

“You guys are impossible,” Sana muttered, but her heart swelled with affection for them.

Jeongyeon came in last, sitting down with a serious expression. “We’ll help you practice. If it goes wrong, you’re going to look back and cringe forever.”

Sana’s head hit the table with a soft thud. “Why do I feel more stressed about this date than any of our performances?”

That evening, the girls decided to run a full rehearsal.

“Okay,” Nayeon announced, taking her role as “Y/n” far too seriously. She folded her arms and gave Sana an exaggeratedly cool look. “So you’ve finished dinner. Now what do you say?”

Sana, flushed and flustered, tried to keep a straight face. “Um… so, do you like… rivers?”

The room erupted in laughter.

“Oh my god, Sana,” Jeongyeon wheezed, clutching her stomach. “That was terrible.”

Chaeyoung doubled over, wiping tears from her eyes. “I knew this would happen!”

Mina smiled softly, trying to be the voice of reason. “You just need to relax. Be yourself.”

“But not too much yourself,” Tzuyu added with a teasing grin.

“Okay, okay,” Jihyo said, clapping her hands to get everyone back on track. “Focus, everyone. Let’s try that again.”

Momo sat down beside Sana, patting her on the back. “Don’t worry. You’ll be fine. Just… maybe don’t talk about rivers.”

Sana groaned, burying her face in her hands. “I’m doomed.”

———————-

The next evening, Sana found herself standing outside a small restaurant, waiting for Y/n. Her heart was racing, but this time, it wasn’t out of fear—it was pure excitement.

When Y/n arrived, they looked effortlessly stunning in a casual black coat, their camera slung over one shoulder. “Hey,” they greeted with that smile that made Sana feel like melting. “You look amazing.”

Sana felt her cheeks heat up. “Thanks. You too.”

Dinner went better than Sana could have hoped. Conversation flowed easily— Y/n told stories from their latest projects, and Sana shared funny Twice anecdotes (carefully avoiding anything too embarrassing). For the first time in a while, Sana felt completely at ease.

After dinner, they strolled along the Han River, the city lights glittering on the water’s surface. Sana glanced at Y/n from the corner of her eye, wondering if now was the right time to say something more.

“You seem nervous,” Y/n observed gently.

Sana smiled, biting her lip. “A little.”

“Why?”

“Because…” Sana hesitated, then decided to go for it. “I really like you, Y/n. And I’ve never done this before—liked someone this much, I mean.”

Y/n stopped walking and turned to face her, the cool night breeze brushing against them. “I like you too, Sana.”

And just like that, the tension melted away. Y/n stepped closer, gently tucking a loose strand of Sana’s hair behind her ear.

“You’re really cute when you’re nervous,” Y/n said softly.

Before Sana could reply, Y/n leaned in and pressed a soft, lingering kiss to her lips. Time seemed to stop for a moment, and all Sana could feel was the warmth of Y/n’s lips against hers.

When they finally pulled away, Sana’s heart was pounding, but she couldn’t stop smiling.

“So,” Y/n said with a playful grin, “how do you feel about rivers now?”

Sana laughed, the sound light and carefree. “Still romantic,” she whispered, before kissing them again.

———————

Sana floated into the Twice dorm later that night, practically glowing. As soon as she walked through the door, the members swarmed her, demanding details.

“How did it go?!” Nayeon asked, eyes wide with excitement.

Sana grinned, flopping onto the couch. “It was perfect.”

“Did you kiss?” Momo asked eagerly.

Sana covered her burning face with her hands but couldn’t help the giggle that escaped. “Yes.”

The room exploded into cheers, with Chaeyoung and Tzuyu high-fiving each other and Jihyo pulling Sana into a celebratory hug.

“I told you!” Nayeon said triumphantly. “We knew you could do it.”

Jeongyeon smirked. “And you didn’t even talk about rivers.”

Sana laughed, her heart overflowing with gratitude. She had the best friends in the world, and now, she also had someone special to share her heart with.

——————

Weeks had passed since Sana’s first date with Y/n, and the relationship was now in full bloom. Y/n fit into Sana’s world effortlessly, and even the other Twice members had grown fond of them—though they never stopped teasing Sana about her nervous confession.

But dating while being one of the busiest K-pop idols on the planet wasn’t exactly simple. With Twice’s packed schedules and Y/n’s freelance assignments, the couple had to steal moments whenever they could—secret coffee dates, late-night phone calls, and, sometimes, quick meet-ups between shoots. It wasn’t perfect, but it was theirs.

One morning Twice was scheduled to perform on a popular music show. Sana was running through her choreography for “Fancy” in the dressing room when the door suddenly swung open, and a staff member poked their head in.

“Sana, someone’s here to see you.”

Before she could react, Y/n walked in, a bright smile lighting up their face. They wore their usual black jeans and leather jacket, with their camera bag slung over their shoulder.

“Y/n!” Sana gasped, completely caught off guard. “What are you doing here?”

“Surprise,” Y/n said, casually leaning against the doorframe. “I’m working on a behind-the-scenes photo series today. “Thought I’d drop by early.”

Sana’s heart skipped a beat, excitement bubbling inside her. “You’re going to be here the whole day?”

Y/n grinned. “Yup. You okay with that, superstar?”

Sana could barely contain her smile. “More than okay.”

The moment was interrupted by Nayeon’s voice from behind. “Is that Y/n I hear?”

The rest of the girls swarmed in, looking between Sana and Y/n with knowing grins.

“Look who decided to visit,” Jeongyeon teased. “You two just can’t stay apart, can you?”

Y/n chuckled, their gaze flickering toward Sana. “What can I say? I missed her.”

Sana’s face flushed bright red.

——————

The hours passed quickly, with the Twice members running through rehearsals and Y/n snapping candid photos. Y/n had a talent for capturing the girls in moments of pure joy and focus—whether it was Momo busting out silly dance moves or Mina quietly tying her shoelaces backstage.

During breaks, Y/n and Sana managed to sneak a few moments together. Sitting on a quiet corner of the set, Sana leaned against Y/n’s shoulder, relishing the rare peace in their otherwise chaotic day.

“This feels nice,” Sana whispered, tilting her head to meet Y/n’s gaze.

Y/n smiled softly. “Yeah. It does.”

Unbeknownst to them, the rest of the Twice girls were lurking nearby, spying on the couple with gleeful expressions.

“They’re so cute it’s disgusting,” Chaeyoung whispered, grinning ear to ear.

“Should we give them some privacy?” Mina asked, though her small smile suggested she was enjoying the scene too much to leave.

“Absolutely not,” Nayeon whispered back, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

Sana, sensing the presence of her nosy friends, turned her head just in time to catch them peeking around the corner. “Seriously?” she groaned, throwing them a playful glare.

The girls burst into laughter, scattering like school kids caught in the act.

Y/n shook their head, amused. “You’ve got quite the group of bodyguards.”

“You have no idea,” Sana said, rolling her eyes fondly.

———————

That evening, Twice’s performance of “Fancy” brought the house down. The lights, the cheers, and the energy of the crowd filled the air, and Sana felt invincible as she danced her heart out.

As the final notes played and the stage lights dimmed, Sana glanced to the side of the stage. There, just out of sight from the cameras, stood Y/n with their camera in hand, watching her with that familiar, soft smile.

And in that moment, as the music faded and the crowd roared, Sana knew—this was just the beginning of something truly beautiful.

Back in the dressing room after the show, Y/n handed Sana a small envelope.

“What’s this?” Sana asked, curious.

“Open it.”

Inside was a polaroid of Sana mid-performance, eyes alight with passion, hair flying in the air as she danced. Beneath the photo, in Y/n’s neat handwriting, were the words:

“Fancy meeting you here, beautiful.”

Sana’s heart melted. “You’re impossible,” she whispered, pulling Y/n into a hug.

“And you love it,” Y/n teased, kissing the top of her head.

From across the room, the Twice girls watched the scene unfold with matching grins.

“Mission accomplished,” Nayeon whispered, high-fiving Momo.

“You know,” Jeongyeon added thoughtfully, “I think Sana might owe us dinner for this.”

The girls erupted in laughter, and even Sana couldn’t help but join in.

[mxdimitrescu]

Twice Types of Kisses

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Nayeon

~Prolonged Kiss~

In the quiet haze of the morning, when sleep still lingered in their senses, Nayeon found herself reveling in the sweet simplicity of affection. As they lay together in bed, facing each other, you would lean in to kiss her, and she would melt into the tender embrace of your lips.

The sensation of your kiss was like a warm blanket, wrapping Nayeon in a cocoon of love and closeness. These moments were treasured by Nayeon, who savored the lingering feeling of your lips against hers, soaking in the intimacy they shared.

In those serene moments, time seemed to stretch out as they lost themselves in each other's presence. With every lingering kiss, Nayeon felt a profound sense of peace and connection, knowing she was deeply cherished and adored.

Entwined in the gentle intimacy of the morning, Nayeon felt a surge of gratitude for the simple yet powerful bond they shared. In the warmth of your affection, she found comfort and joy, grateful for the love that filled their quiet moments together.

Jeongyeon

~Body Kisses~

Despite Jeongyeon's insecurities about her body, you saw her as flawless in every way. Your love for her was unwavering, and you made sure she felt it.

With tender kisses, you mapped a journey from her soft stomach to her voluptuous thighs, showering each inch with affection. Every gentle touch and loving caress conveyed your deep admiration, leaving her feeling treasured and wanted in ways she never thought possible.

For Jeongyeon, your gestures of affection went beyond the physical—they were a declaration of your love and respect for her, body and soul. As you worshipped her with your kisses, she felt a surge of empowerment, knowing she was desired and valued just as she was.

In your arms, Jeongyeon found solace and validation, relishing in the assurance of your unconditional love. Your adoration for her body ignited a newfound confidence within her, liberating her from insecurities and filling her with a sense of self-assurance she had never known before.

Momo

~Hickey Kiss~

Momo oozed confidence, especially when it came to flaunting her body, proudly wearing the hickeys you left behind like badges of honor. From her thighs to her abs, even up to the tops of her breasts and along her neck, she showcased the marks of your passion with pride.

Each hickey was a visible testament to your possessiveness, and Momo couldn't get enough of the sensation of your lips tracing over her skin. Those lingering marks spoke volumes of your desire for her, sending a thrill of excitement coursing through her veins.

Instead of feeling self-conscious, Momo embraced the knowledge that she belonged to you, and you alone. As she boldly displayed the evidence of your passion, she reveled in the feeling of being cherished and desired by you in every possible way.

Sana

~Angel Kiss~

Sana was like the heart and soul of Twice. Everyone knew her for being super affectionate, always showing her love for her friends and special people without holding back. She was cool with PDA and all, but there was this one little thing that really got to her—a soft kiss on each eyelid.

Whenever you did that sweet move, Sana couldn't help but feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Even though she was usually outgoing and bubbly, those little kisses just hit her differently. You made her feel so loved and cared for, like she was the most precious thing in the world.

Feeling those lips brush against her eyelids sent shivers down her spine, in a good way. It wasn't just about the physical sensation; it was like a whole wave of emotions crashing over her. It made her feel safe, like she belonged, and like she was truly, deeply loved.

To Sana, those kisses weren't just some cute gesture. They were like a love letter written on her soul, saying all the things words could never express. Each kiss was a reminder of just how cherished and adored she really was.

Jihyo

~Neck Kiss~

During the whirlwind of promoting her first album, Jihyo faced overwhelming stress and pressure. But amidst the chaos, there was one thing that brought her solace—your neck kisses, especially at the back of her neck.

As the weight of her responsibilities threatened to crush her, Jihyo sought refuge in your arms. The moment you wrapped her in your embrace and planted a kiss on the back of her neck, she felt the tension melt away.

In that simple yet intimate gesture, Jihyo found a calm she couldn't find elsewhere. Your warm embrace and soft kisses acted like a healing salve for her weary soul, easing the knots of stress and releasing the pent-up tension from her shoulders.

With each tender kiss, Jihyo felt her strength and resilience renewed, ready to face whatever challenges came her way. Your unwavering support and affection became her guiding light through even the darkest of times, helping her navigate with grace and determination.

Mina

~Biting Kiss~

Despite her quiet and introverted demeanor, there was a whole other side to her that only a few lucky souls got to witness. Underneath her calm exterior was a hidden world of desires just waiting to be explored.

As your playful bite kisses trailed from her exposed stomach up to her lips, she couldn't help but quiver with excitement. Each teasing nip and playful bite sent waves of pleasure rippling through her body, awakening a hunger she never knew existed.

But it was when your lips met hers, capturing her bottom lip in a gentle bite, that her arousal reached its peak. The sensation flooded her with a rush of warmth, igniting a passionate fire deep within her.

Despite her usual reserved nature, in that moment, she surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure. It was a side of herself she rarely showed, but with you, she felt free to embrace her deepest desires and lose herself in the intoxicating thrill of passion.

Dahyun

~Nose Kiss~

The nose kiss was something truly special for Dahyun, encompassing two sides that she adored equally. In public, it was all about the gentle rub of your noses, which never failed to bring a bright smile to Dahyun's face and make her heart skip a beat with affection.

This innocent gesture spoke volumes of your connection, a subtle yet intimate display of your bond that Dahyun held close to her heart. With each tender rub of your noses, she felt a warmth and closeness that filled her with happiness and contentment.

But there was another side to the nose kiss—a more private one, reserved for moments when the air was thick with anticipation and desire. Feeling a little mischievous, you'd playfully bite her nose, sending a surge of excitement through Dahyun's body.

At this more intimate gesture, Dahyun's eyes would darken with desire, locking onto yours in a silent exchange of passion and longing. Unable to resist the magnetic pull between you, Dahyun would eagerly lead you to her room, where the playful teasing would quickly escalate into something much more intense and electrifying.

Chaeyoung

~Head Kiss~

Despite her occasional frustrations with her height, there was one simple act that always managed to touch her heart—the tender kiss you placed on the top of her head.

As your lips met her scalp in a gentle caress, a comforting warmth washed over her, easing away her worries and insecurities. In that moment, she felt safe and secure, wrapped in a cocoon of love and affection.

To her, the gesture spoke volumes of your adoration, a silent reassurance that you cherished her just the way she was. It was a small yet profound reminder of your unwavering support and devotion, leaving her feeling deeply loved and valued.

Despite any struggles she might have with her height, in your embrace and beneath your kiss, she found acceptance and belonging. Grateful for the love that surrounded her, she knew she was exactly where she belonged.

Tzuyu

~Hand Kiss~

Tzuyu was always the mysterious one, shying away from the spotlight and keeping her personal life under wraps. Public displays of affection? Not her style. But there was this one thing that got her every time—a soft kiss on her hand or wrist.

It didn't matter how many times it happened, whenever her partner planted that gentle kiss, Tzuyu's heart would do somersaults and her cheeks would light up like fireworks. She'd try to play it cool on the outside, but inside, she was a puddle of goo.

That simple gesture meant the world to Tzuyu. It spoke volumes without a single word, saying, "I love you" in the most tender way possible. And every time it happened, she couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with love and a whole lot of blushes.

[hwnglx]

follow-up on my reading on them from last year, since i don't think it was satisfactory, and a sweet anon requested <𝟑

how do they feel about each other? jimin + jeongyeon

based on tarot. i do not know these idols personally. energies are always changing. what i say is NOT straight fact. pls take it with a grain of salt!

did they ever date?

yes, they did. however, it was very brief and ended abruptly.

how does jimin feel about jeongyeon?

he connects nostalgic memories to her. it seems like this “relationship” or moreso just puppy love, happened when he was young, inexperienced and also busy. like he had a lot going on, and didn't put much effort into the connection.. it was more casual and not overly serious to him.

it does seem as though he was overwhelmed by her abundance of energy and fast approaches at some point and broke things off himself. (eight of wands plus four of cups is giving ghosting.. ㅜ)

she was just.. taking things too fast and being too much for him. jeongyeon was very invested, just clinging to him. this overbearing energy didn't match his more easygoing approach at all, so jimin was like “nah i'm out.”

it's kinda funny since i did see that scene of him side-eyeing her at the music show interview in my minds eye, and thinking “또 저렇네” meaning “she's like this again” she just kept rubbing him the wrong way, and he was getting annoyed.

i don't see him putting much thought or consideration into how she felt. he wasn't having it anymore, so he just dipped. seems like it was his more immature era, since i do feel it was a little harsh on his part..

how does jeongyeon feel about jimin?

the page of cups immediately coming out lowkey broke my heart. she definitely did have more of an emotional connection to jimin than he did; it's giving first love. so much dreaminess and idealized views she projected onto him.

a lot of attachment and obsession early on in the connection from her. she also had some issues with trust. she couldn't figure out his signals, felt like he must be hiding something or playing her. she very much was serious about the connection, whereas jimin made her feel as if it was more fun and games for him. this suspicion resulted in her getting overbearing, questioning his every move. i keep seeing her just texting him asking where he is, what he's doing.

jeongyeon thought he was being selfish and inconsiderate. she thinks that jimin essentially used her for however long he felt like entertaining her, and coldly left her hanging once he got bored.

she might still be holding onto a grudge to this day, since i don't see any resolution or moving on here. there seems to be a continuous attachment to him, with the obsessive devil clinging onto the knight of swords (representing jimin as a libra sun) at the end of the spread.

[sscieloz]

Tell me why

Minatozaki Sana x member!reader

Synopsis: The hate, the pressure, the shows... doing it all while recovering has been getting to you. Yet, you can't seem to rely on your sisters like you used to.

Warnings: reader is recovering from an od episode. mentions of drinking. angst? it sure is something. tw: overd0se, recovery.

Word count: 1.7k

Notes: -

Pt.1 | Pt.2 | Pt.3 | Pt.4 | Pt.5 | Pt.6

“Unnie?” Sana turns and finds you looking at her rather hesitantly, making her heart hurt. You haven’t been talking to each other as much these days… She’s been busy with the crazy routines of the tour and her debut, and just living overall, and you guys were a part of a big group, so it wasn’t odd that you two hadn’t been as close as before. She misses you, though. You’re the maknae, the girls’ little sister. You’re wearing a green dress for today’s event, one Sana knows it’s your favorite. Your hair has been straightened and is falling up to your hips, with big earrings flowing beautifully with your soft makeup and equally enchanting doll eyes. With a traditional green converse on, you look flawless. Yet, you have the resemblance Sana has seen many times before, lips quivering ever so slightly and your gaze never resting on something for more than a few seconds— one of your signs of showing when something’s wrong. “Hi darling. What happened?” Sana asks, tugging your arm and gently scanning you to check on any possible injuries; nothing’s noticeable, though. But again, the main problem has never been your outside.

You look at both sides before taking a step closer, not eyeing her as you speak. With both of you close like this, your height difference is noticeable, as is your attitude. The older, shorter one with assurance and confidence while the tallest, lithe girl stands quietly besides her, shrinking like she wanted to disappear. “I… I don’t feel so good. Perhaps I’ll leave? You can all handle it without me, sure.” Sana knows it’s against the rules to leave you alone, she really does. But you’re her baby sister, and you’ve promised to do no harm to yourself anymore. Your eyes are tired, and you tremble, clinging softly onto her like you were silently saying please. However, the pictures will be taken shortly, and all the girls should be present— you included. The image of the group together— specially after the rumors regarding you, is essential. Image is everything. “Could you wait a bit more? We’ll get the pictures taken soon, then I’ll take you home.” Sana sees it as she gently asks you to stay, the hurt flashing into your eyes. You know she is still wary of leaving you alone, after that night, not trusting you completely. So, you take a step back, nodding delicately. Before Sana can say anything else, someone taps her shoulder. “Sana unnie! I was looking everywhere for you. Where have you been? Come on, the fashion show about to start. I saved you a seat.” It’s Miyeon, smiling at Sana while exhaling in relief. When the older woman looks behind again, you’re gone. She lets her shoulders fall as she allows Miyeon to guide her to their seats, wishing she wasn’t such a failure. What happened to you? You used to be so close, with her taking care of you ever since you’ve first set your foot at JYP— guiding and comforting you whenever things were tough. That was gone long before the… incident, though. Now, you barely see each other, even though you were constantly near because of the tour. Sana misses you. Your sweet smile, your passionate conversations about stuff you both liked, the way you always used to ask to get her makeup done, refusing anyone’s help but hers. All gone now. Sana was such a failure.

— The pictures, both of the group and individuals, will be taken soon, Sana knows it as she observes the sudden movement in front of the fancy stand. She sees the girls not far from her; Jihyo talking to Dahyun on her left, while Momo sits with Mina on her right. Jeongyeon will be here shortly, as she went to greet a friend just before the show ended, and the rest of the girls were near enough that she could see what they were doing, too. You were the only one who was nowhere to be seen. Whose thoughts can be impulsive and too dangerous to be left unsupervised. If you fuck up the photoshoot, your management will be furious, and you’ll be in even more trouble. So, Sana excuses herself from the rest of her bandmates and scans the darkest spots she can observe, walking fast to waste no time. The woman’s phone buzzes brightly, with her leader’s name displayed on the screen. Is Yn with you yet? We’ll take the group pics soon, but I can’t see her.

No signs of her. She can’t be too far, though. It’s not like it’s a massive place anyway.

Want me to go looking for her, too?

I don’t think it’s best; it might overwhelm her.

Wait, I think I’ve seen her, actually. We’ll be back soon.

Text me if you need any extra help, ok?

“Aren’t you coming, Sana? the girls are all together, over there.” She hears her friend, Somi ask as she passes by and sees her worried face, frowning. “I still have to find Y/n. Have you seen her after the fashion show started?” Somi has mischief on her face and giggles a bit before answering. “Yeah, haven’t you? Like always, she was with that shithead as her escort. I seriously don’t know how he does her so good, he’s an asshole. Everybody knows it”. Wait, who was she talking about? You weren’t hooking up with anybody, Sana’s sure of it. She would have noticed it, of course. Right? Or at least heard something about it. Her mouth moved before she could, suddenly forgetting of her shortage of time. “With whom?” Somi opened her eyes as her hand met her mouth, suddenly turning and walking away quickly. Sana managed to hear her mumbling incoherent stuff, but decided to let her go. She’d handle it later, definitely. You owed her some questions. Urgent questions. “Fucker.” Sana cursed, walking in a different direction, hoping to find you soon. — Precious minutes went by and nothing, still.

She could feel her phone vibrating with people demanding her presence at the photoshoot, but she refused to come back without her maknae. It had to be the whole group, or it wouldn’t be the same, even if you were hiding from God knows what. Sana decided to go to the bathroom to wash her face for a bit, since it was ridiculously hot inside the event. Then, she noticed green converse shoes on a cabinet, as if someone was sitting on the ground. Someone wearing a green dress. Ok. “Yn? Is everything okay?” She asked softly, hurrying closer with light steps. An alarm rang in her head and she immediately started breathing fast, thinking of a hundred scenarios. The last time things were similar to this, the ending was not… ideal. The dor opened and revealed you, sitting weakly on the side of the toilet seat, which would be disgusting if you weren’t so pale, your hands shaking much more now and your forehead drenched with sweat. Sana immediately knelt in front of you, noticing your fever. “I didn’t mean to, unnie, I really didn’t. It was just…” Wet tears were running down her baby sister’s sweet face; making her feel like shit. She’d known it. You asked for fucking help, and she ignored it. Setting her heart aside, she gestured for you to take deep breaths, touching your hair affectionately. “It’s okay, darling, it’s okay. Did you take anything? Did you…” She couldn’t say it, still. Thankfully, you got the message and shook your head, making her a tiny bit less worried. She let out a relived sigh. At least you didn’t succumb again. “I ate some chocolate sweets they were having. It was just a bite of one, and they seemed… so good. I thought if I just had a little bite, it’d…. I’d feel better.” Your voice was weak, too, and you let out a dry laugh. “Obviously, it wasn’t the case. My body’s still not ready, I know. I’ll respect my time of recovering. It just, sucks, you know?” You don’t let Sana answer, looking at the ceiling. This time, your voice’s bitter. “What am I saying; of course you don’t. You know nothing of being less than perfect.”

Once again, Sana stopped to focus on her baby maknae. Sana believed her when you had told them the attempt was an accident. She truly did. Not only that, but she also knew of how you were doing everything you could to prove to everyone you were better and recovered. Going to therapy, exercising, eating healthier, being extra patient… almost seeming good, despite people treating you like crystal glass. Because of that, Sana didn’t really wonder about how you still had to be careful about things that were normal to the rest of them. Seeing you crying and being vulnerable like this made her hate herself even more.

“I’m sorry, darling.” It was all she could offer, pulling you for a hug. She was surprised to have you clinging onto her as you burst out crying, like you did as a trainee, after being yelled at by one of your stupid mentors, who were always so hard on you. It felt like millions of knives were entering her heart, and she wished so fucking much that you didn’t have to feel that pain. Wished it was hers instead.

“Shhh, it’s okay. It’s okay.” She murmured, rocking you back and forth to keep you from shaking. After what seemed like minutes, you did. Then, you dried your tears and looked at her with a faint smile and a long sigh. “I’m sorry for that, unnie. Did the photoshoot happen already?“

Still confused, Sana answered quickly, observing the youngest get up and fix her dress, going to the sink to wash her mouth and hands.

“Huh… no. They’re waiting for us. We’re just a bit late.“ “Perfect. Let’s go?” You went to the door without looking back, and all Sana could do was follow your lead. And blame herself for being such a failure to you.

[seulblade]

Past Midnight

this is my first work lol take it easy on me 🫣

wc//: 1131 😮‍💨

cw//: smut, fingering, oral, nipple play, squirting

insomnia is a bitch.

it’s something you’ve been dealing with for a few years now, and even after all the doctors visits and brown noise youtube videos you’re still suffering from it’s effects. unable to stay awake at your job, you were fired a few weeks ago, which didn’t surprise you but was still a hassle nonetheless. now all you had to your name was two months left on your lease, half a box of cold pizza in the fridge, and a phone full of useless contacts.

well…mostly useless.

you thought about her again. your kryptonite. the woman who made your knees go weak at just the sound of her voice. yoo jeongyeon. your one time girlfriend and current ex-girlfriend. yeah, ex-girlfriend. the breakup was amicable, you two just kinda fell out of love after a while. the sex was amazing (so fucking amazing) but the compatibility just wasn’t on the same level. it took some getting used to, not having her around. but you were strong. you could manage.

“you up?”

good job. you just texted your ex-gf at almost 2 o’clock in the damn morning just for what? emotional support? it couldn’t be because you missed her touch. missed her silky-sweet voice. missed the way she..

“yeah. what’s up?” she replied.

fuck. okay you didn’t think this far ahead. what do you reply? surely you’ve got something up your sleeve.

“i need you.”

yeah…that works. you pace back and forth in your apartment, hoping she’d get there quickly. you didn’t even bother dressing up for the occasion, thinking she’d just accept you as you were. messy bun, oversized t-shirt and a pair of silk panties shouldn’t be too bad. the bunny slippers were a nice, homely touch. the pacing began to slow when you read her latest text to you;

“buzz me in.”

it didn’t take you long to press the button letting her into the apartment building, and after a quick elevator ride…there she was. at your door after all these months. you could feel your stomach flutter and your heart pound in your chest. your palms were damp from nerves and so were your panties. you hadn’t prepped for this but you were ready.

“hey, beautiful. miss me?” she asked with a sly grin.

jeongyeon was still the same, even after months of being away. her shoulder length black hair draped around her face gently, highlighting her soft features. her lips were full and plump, the part of her face you loved the most. just begging to be kissed.

and kissed they were. your lips met, all the tension in the room sweltering and coming to a boiling point. your knees almost gave out on you, but jeongyeon’s strong grip held you firm in place. she pulled you even closer, allowing you to share in her warmth. you couldn’t even tell she was dragging you towards the couch, your tongues battling for supremacy. wet, passionate kisses echoed through the living room, a few moans breaking the bout.

she laid you down on the couch, positioning herself right in front of you. her kisses were soft, dragging her lips and even some tongue across your neck and under your ear. you could feel your skin tingle and the goosebumps spread. complete control, that’s what she had over you. you felt yourself grow more and more aroused by the second, her soft hands lightly caressing your ass and thighs.

jeongyeon reached down, gripping your panties in a handful. “these have to go.”

in one swift motion, she tore the drenched garment away, unveiling your glistening pussy. the strings of wetness trailed along with it, showing jeongyeon just how much you missed her. she smiled up at you, her eyes narrowed and playful like a mischievous cat. and just like a cat, she lurched down towards your folds, licking and lapping away. your moans and whimpers just drove her to go even harder, spreading her saliva all over your clit as she licked and sucked away. her eyes never left yours the entire time, she wanted to take your soul.

her fingers creeped up onto your chest, softly twisting and pinching your nipples. she placed her fingers into your warmth, covering them in your juices, only to then allow you to taste yourself. she went back to working your nipples only more aggressively. tugging and pinching, the sensory overload began to overwhelm your senses. at this point you weren’t even moaning, you were just full blown screaming her name. jeongyeon, jeongyeon, jeongyeon. her name echoed in your head, rippled across the goosebumps on your skin, and surely burned itself in your neighbors minds. you could feel the fire in your belly just grow, expanding until you couldn’t contain it any longer. you needed release.

jeongyeon’s other hand began working your pussy ever so gently. her mouth suckled your clit but her fingers slowly worked in and out of you, soaked with your desire. she smirked as she felt you drip all over her hand. she was only using one finger but she figured you could take three. with one motion she stuffed you full, feeling you squirm from how good it felt. her eyes never left yours. you could feel the depths of her love for you piercing your gaze, the warmth from your belly spreading to your chest. you clenched around her fingers as she fucked you, a constant motion in and out.

“fuck baby, please!” you cried out. “please make me cum.”

jeongyeon knew she had you. she placed her tongue right at your entrance, tongue fucking you while she rubbed your clit with the hand she fucked you with. her finger then snaked its way inside of you, softly nudging against your g-spot. switching her mouth onto your clit whilst rubbing you to ecstasy, you could feel it building up. you could feel yourself reaching the breaking point. like a crack in a dam, you were so close to bursting.

your back arched into the sky, your body tensing up as you released all the fire building inside you. well, it felt like fire to you. for her mouth, it was more like water. pushing out of you was a wave, squirting all over her pretty face. she slurped it all up with a smile, kissing your thighs while you rode your high.

“fuck.” you said softly.

it had been so damned long since you squirted, but yoo jeongyeon was able to bring that side of you to the forefront. something about this powerful woman just made you melt into her slut again. nothing could be better. as she drew you into her arms, cuddling you into the night, your mind wandered back to the moment you sent that text as you drifted asleep.

good job indeed.

[soulkeeper801]

Healing Hearts - Twice Mina

Requested: Request: Mina x f!reader office prompt, where Mina is a cold-hearted, reserved coworker of reader at an office; as Mina starts to develop feelings for reader, she continuously denies it and becomes flustered whenever her friends at work (friends being other TWICE members) tease her about having a crush; one day, she lashes out at reader for smth and later on, reader gets into a car accident that leaves them unconscious for a while; Mina immediately rushes to the hospital, where she realizes not to hide her feelings anymore for reader, confesses, AND...happy ending ofc :P

Fluff

Words: 3K

Mina x f!reader

Waking up on Monday was terrible for you.

After a long weekend of relaxation and fun times with your friends, the burden of harsh reality weighed on you one more time.

You sighed deeply.

"At least I get to see her pretty face," you mumbled under your breath as a knowing smile grew on your lips.

It had been a couple of months since the new girl at the company arrived. You had never met someone as composed and calm as her. Her sweet demeanor and shy personality caught your attention from the very beginning.

She was the enigma of the office, known for her reserved nature. Despite her initial distance, you couldn't help but feel drawn to her.

Your friends knew how you felt about her.

It was obvious when she came to your section and asked for anything. Everyone would take notes and pay attention; you, on the other hand, would let a fool's smile take place on your face.

"You should ask her out," Jeongyeon encouraged once again when you were daydreaming in the office. "If you only keep looking at her with heart eyes, don’t expect her to magically fall in love with you. Make a move!"

You sighed again, Jeongyeon's words echoing in your mind. She had been your confidante and wingwoman throughout your silent admiration for the new girl.

"I know, I know," you replied, rolling your eyes playfully. "I just need the right opportunity, you know? I don't want to come on too strong."

Jeongyeon shook her head, her eyes filled with amusement. "You've been saying that for weeks now. You can't wait forever."

You had to admit that you had never been this nervous about asking someone out before. But there was something about her that made you want to take it slow and get to know her better before making your move.

"Breathe in," you thought to yourself as you stood up, "breathe out."

You took a couple of steps towards her office and gathered all the courage that could possibly exist within you to strike up a conversation with her.

"Min-," you began to say, butterflies going crazy inside of your stomach, but the harsh reality took you off guard.

"I’m going to need that report before you go," Mina said without even looking at you. Her eyes were glued to her screen as a frown was printed on her face. "It’s been requested since last week; it can’t take that long, can it?"

You felt your breath hitch in your throat.

You stood there, caught in a moment of indecision. Mina's request for the report disrupted your carefully rehearsed plan to strike up a casual conversation and maybe, just maybe, ask her out for coffee.

You cleared your throat, trying to regain your composure. "Sure, Mina, I'll get that report to you right away," you replied, forcing a smile despite the sinking feeling in your chest.

As you turned to leave, you couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment. It seemed like every time you tried to approach her, work got in the way. You knew it was important to be professional, but it also meant that you had to bide your time and wait for the perfect moment.

Mina was a professional.

Harsh, maybe. But that made her an even better professional.

Corporate was more than happy with her performance. Everyone praised her ideas, and she even got herself a promotion before anyone else in the branch.

Little by little, she seemed to start warming up to her co-workers. Every one of them, but you. As soon as you had any chance to talk to her, she would find a way to give you more work. Every time you tried to talk about something else, the topic would go back to work.

It was becoming increasingly frustrating, and you couldn't help but wonder if Mina was intentionally avoiding you or if she simply had a relentless dedication to her job. Still, you admired her work ethic and dedication, even if it meant your personal life was taking a hit.

*

"Alright," Nayeon said, closing the door behind her and taking a seat in front of her friend. "You’re going to tell me what’s going on."

Mina lifted her gaze towards her, dumbfounded. "I have no idea what you’re talking about".

The answer made Nayeon roll her eyes. "You. Y/N. What’s going on?"

"Nothing," the Japanese woman answered abruptly.

"Oh, wow," Nayeon replied, resting against the back of the chair and comfortably crossing her arms over her chest to look at Mina, "you totally like her."

"What? No," Mina replied calmly, trying to convince not only her friend but also herself at the same time.

The older girl laughed at the helpless effort. "I’ve known you since college," she replied, squinting her eyes as if she was trying to read Mina’s thoughts. "You’re pushing her away this harshly because you like her!"

Mina shook her head at those words. "Please, Nayeon. I need to finish this presentation before we go."

"Now you’re pulling a Y/N on me! You always want her on topic, don’t you?"

"I don’t," she replied, trying to stay calm. "Now, would you please leave me alone? I’ve got stuff to finish".

Nayeon whined. "You’re no fun. Dahyun is going to agree with me, though."

As the older girl left the office, Mina couldn’t help but redirect her gaze towards your desk through her window.

You were typing something carefully on your keyboard, probably the report she had asked you to have ready before you left.

She shook her head one more time, as if she were trying to keep ideas out of her mind.

"No way."

*

"You’re into Y/N?

Mina’s eyes widened at the sudden question in the middle of the small restaurant they were gathered in.

Nayeon had called her and Dahyun for a little night out as they had the weekend off.

"Shut up, what? Mina replied hurriedly, barely taking a seat next to her friends around the table that already had a couple of beers and several appetizers.

"I told you," Nayeon replied, taking a sip of her can. "If she didn't, she wouldn’t be getting this red."

Mina cursed herself silently.

She didn’t want to react like that. She was used to being in control of everything she did—her career, her work, her feelings.

"I think Y/N is into you too." Dahyun trailed off, remembering the casual conversation she had with Jeongyeon a couple of days before. "So are you asking her out?"

Mina shook her head for the ninth time since the topic began. "I’m not. I don’t like her; I barely know her."

Nayeon laughed out loud. "That’s because you keep giving her loads of work. How is she even going to approach you if every time she wants to talk to you, she gets more and more work? At this rate, she’s risking her free time just to see you up close for a couple of seconds."

“Well…” Mina tried to defend herself, "that’s her job, isn’t it?"

Her friends sighed defeatedly. Mina was stubborn when it came to her career, and it was going to take a little more than whatever you were doing to convince her otherwise.

The night out with Nayeon and Dahyun continued with laughter and stories, but Mina's thoughts kept drifting back to you. Despite her best efforts to deny her feelings, she couldn't ignore the fact that you had become a significant part of her life, even if it was mostly within the confines of the office.

As the evening wore on, Mina found herself contemplating the possibility of taking a chance. She had always been one to pursue her goals relentlessly, and maybe it was time to apply that same determination to her personal life.

*

The week had been awful for Mina and for the whole branch.

Management had cut off their budget, which left some projects hanging. Clients were expecting answers, and the results were getting delayed.

"Y/N," Mina approached without your noticing. Her eyes reflected exhaustion. "I’m going to need that report for today," she simply said.

You were startled. You had been working on the report for the whole week, yet it was far from done. You expected it to be ready over the weekend; even if you were working extra hours outside of work, you didn’t want to disappoint Mina.

"I’m sorry," you said, feeling guilty about what you were going to say. "This is going to be ready for Monday. I’ve tried to summarize a lot of things, but it’s going to take more time. I promise I can have it for Monday in the morning."

Mina looked deeply into your eyes. She couldn’t help but remember all the things her friends had told her in the past few days. She found your efforts, your commitment, and the way your eyes shined with determination endearing.

As she was about to speak, she realized everyone was looking at the two of you as if they were expecting her next move.

So what was going to be?

Was she going to give in and let you have your way until Monday?

Or was she going to put her foot down and show everyone else that nothing was going to change, even if her feelings did?

"I need that report for today, not Monday," she firmly said, before turning around and leaving the room speechless.

You wanted to complain, but you understood how much pressure Mina would have been feeling. It didn’t mean much for you to stay after work to do what you needed to do.

Hours passed, and the office gradually emptied out as your colleagues left for the weekend. You worked tirelessly, determined to meet Mina's demands. The clock on the wall seemed to move in slow motion as the night stretched on.

Finally, well past midnight, you finished the report. Exhausted and drained, you collected your things and headed out of the office. Your mind was foggy from lack of sleep, and fatigue weighed heavily on you.

As you drove home, the empty streets were eerily quiet. The rhythmic hum of the engine and the soft glow of the streetlights were soothing, but they also made you drowsy. You fought to stay awake, rolling down the windows and turning up the music in an attempt to stay alert.

But the exhaustion was overwhelming. Your eyelids drooped, and for a split second, you closed your eyes.

The screeching of tires and the blaring of horns jolted you awake, but it was too late. Your car had veered into the opposite lane, and a collision was imminent.

Everything went dark.

*

"Y/N," Mina spoke, desperation present in her voice, as a nurse checked the list of people who had entered through emergencies at the hospital. "Y/LN Y/N," she insisted, trying to take a look herself at the paper the lady in front of her was holding.

When the ambulance got you, you had no identification with you. The only way to track an emergency contact was through the company's records. Mina's heart raced as she waited for the nurse to confirm your status.

The nurse finally nodded and looked up at Mina. "Yes, we have a patient with that name. She's in the emergency room right now. Family and friends are allowed to wait in the waiting area."

Mina's heart sank. She didn't want to admit it, but the news had hit her harder than she could have ever expected. Without thinking, she rushed towards the emergency room, desperately searching for any signs of your condition.

As she entered the room, her eyes fell upon you, lying unconscious on a hospital bed. Tubes and monitors surrounded you, and the medical staff worked diligently to stabilize your condition. The sight of you in such a vulnerable state struck Mina to her core.

She had never realized how much you meant to her until this moment. The fear of losing you overwhelmed her, and she felt a deep sense of regret for the way she had pushed you so hard at work. She should have been more considerate of your well-being, and now it might be too late.

Mina approached your bedside, her heart heavy with worry. She reached out and gently held your hand, her fingers trembling. "Please, be okay," she whispered, her voice filled with emotion. "I promise I'll make it up to you, Y/N."

She didn’t remember a time when you weren’t as calm as you were in that moment. Even when she was pushing more work your way, you always managed to comply as she requested. Mina didn’t realize until that moment how pretty your eyelashes were and how they cast delicate shadows on your cheeks.

A long sigh filled with regret left her lips. Her thumb drew random patterns on your skin as she got more comfortable with the closeness. She never knew how much she wanted to hold you up until that moment when she saw you in your most fragile state, eyes closed, chest rising to the pace of your breathing.

Hours passed, and Mina refused to leave your side. She watched as the medical staff worked tirelessly to ensure your recovery. It was a long and agonizing wait, but finally you began to stir.

Your eyes slowly fluttered open, and you groaned in pain.

Mina's heart leaped with relief as she saw you regain consciousness. She leaned closer, her voice filled with genuine concern. "Y/N, are you okay? How do you feel?"

You blinked a few times, trying to focus on your surroundings. "Mina? What... happened?"

Mina couldn't hold back her tears any longer. She wiped them away quickly, her voice cracking with emotion. "You were in a car accident, Y/N. But you're going to be okay. That's all that matters."

Without noticing, she had held your hand in hers. Her warmth filled your fingers as they slowly interlaced with each other. A soft smile appeared on your face as Mina’s cheeks tinted pink.

You didn’t understand much of why it was happening, yet you didn’t want it to change.

The hospital room became a sanctuary for the two of you—a place where time seemed to slow down and your connection deepened. Mina's once-reserved nature began to unravel as she showed a side of herself she had kept hidden from her colleagues.

Every day, she would sit by your bedside, sharing stories, laughter, and even a few tears. You found comfort in her presence, and it was clear that Mina felt the same. The barriers that had once separated you at work were replaced by a newfound vulnerability and openness.

One evening, as the sun cast a warm, golden glow across the hospital room, you mustered the strength to speak up. "Mina, there's something I need to say."

Mina turned her gaze towards you, her eyes filled with warmth and curiosity. "What is it, Y/N?"

You took a deep breath, your heart pounding in your chest. "Since the first time I saw you," you began, "I couldn’t help but notice how pretty you are."

Mina’s expression turned surprised. She wasn’t expecting you to be so straightforward. "I…"

"Let me," you interrupted. "As the weeks passed by, I realized it wasn’t just your beauty that would draw people in. You’re one of a kind, Mina, and I can’t believe I have the honor of having you by my side in these hard moments,” your eyes filled with tears as you noticed the way she was looking at you.

Care, kindness… love?

"I’ve tried to get to know you better, to get close to you," you continued as Mina averted her gaze away, knowing what you were going to say. "But things never go the way I plan," you chuckled.

She smiled softly.

"I never wanted this to happen," you said, signaling the state you were in, "but if that’s the price to have you here, then so be it".

Mina shook her head as you noticed how affected she was, too. "This was never supposed to happen," she replied, getting closer to your bed and taking your hand in hers, the way she had grown used to in the past few days. Her eyes found yours, and you felt peace. "I’ve also wanted to get close to you; I just didn’t know how".

"We’re here now," you said, eyeing the way your fingers had interlocked naturally.

She smiled, contemplating for a second.

"Go for it," you encouraged her, almost reading her mind. "Please…"

Without thinking twice, Mina leaned in as her lips pressed against yours for the first time.

The world seemed to stand still in that moment as Mina's soft lips met yours. It was a gentle, tender kiss filled with unspoken emotions.

As your lips melded together, you could feel the weight of the past few weeks—the fear, the worry, and the longing—all culminating in this intimate connection.

Mina's hand cradled your cheek as the kiss deepened, a silent promise of her feelings and the newfound bond between you. Time seemed to lose all meaning as you both lost yourselves in the warmth and tenderness of the kiss.

When you finally pulled away, your breaths were slightly ragged, but your smiles were radiant. Mina's eyes sparkled with confidence.

"Wow," you whispered, your heart still racing.

Mina chuckled softly, her thumb caressing your cheek. "I can't believe we waited this long to do that."

You laughed too, feeling a sense of joy and contentment that you hadn't felt in a long time. "Better late than never, right?"

Mina nodded, her fingers still entwined with yours. "Right."

As you both settled back into the comfort of your hospital rooms, the atmosphere changed. It was no longer a place of worry and uncertainty, but a space filled with the promise of a deeper connection and a love that had been waiting to bloom.

[pttwice]

"hey, angel, mama and i have to leave for two days."

momo is usually against alerting mina so late if one of them or both of them have to leave for a work trip, but this one was too sudden for any advance notice.

mina looks up from her toys, panic quickly spreading over her face. she sets her blocks down and stands up, wrapping her hands in momo's shirt.

due to trauma from the foster family she was with, mina doesn't do well with both momo and jihyo leaving. even if it's just one of them, she still gets nervous they'll never come back.

"i know, sweet pea. i know it's scary, but i promise we'll come back and we'll give you so much love and so many hugs."

mina furiously shakes her head. she presses herself into momo, her heart racing as she grows more and more anxious.

"it's okay, angel. auntie jeong is going to stay with you."

jeongyeon is one of the few people that mina's grown to trust. she likes that jeongyeon brings her everywhere and doesn't mind that she doesn't talk a lot. but, even jeongyeon can't stop mina's mind from wandering.

any time one of her caregivers leaves, her brain goes to the worst case scenario. what if they hate her and abandon her? what if they end up in a really bad accident and can't take of her anymore so she has to go away?

mina looks up at jihyo, her eyes watery as she tries to hold back tears threatening to spill over. she tries to be brave and accept change, but it's terrifying thinking about someone leaving her again - even if it's only for two days.

"mama and i would love to take you with us, but it's not very fun. all the people we work with are boring and serious." momo tries to make light of the situation, but it only makes things worse.

the last bit of courage that mina has left breaks as a steady stream of tears spills down her face. she sobs and wraps her arms around momo's neck, the weight of her baby's body forcing momo to kneel.

jihyo clears her throat to stop her own tears and gently runs her fingers through mina's hair. if it were up to her, she'd leave and have momo stay with mina. unfortunately, their supervisor needs both of them.

mina cries and clings to momo for a while, momo gently rocking her from side to side to try and calm her down. eventually, she looks up at the clock above their tv and realizes that they'll be late if they don't head for the airport within the next few minutes.

"i'm sorry, angel, but i promise that jeong will love you and take care of you just as much as mama and i do."

"she'll even take you to get ice cream if that's what you want."

"and we promise to call you every morning when we wake up and every night before we go to bed."

mina's sobbing dies down a little as she wipes her eyes against her mama's shoulder. she pulls away and looks at her mama, her eyes glossy and red from her tears. "p-promise?"

momo and jihyo nod, each giving mina a kiss on the cheek. "pinky promise. and if we miss even one call, we'll get you a new lego set."

mina's lips curve into the slightest smile. she does love lego.

[basketballanonsblog]

Just like the rain

Thought it would be cute to write the moment Jihyo realised she fell in love with R:

Inhale. Exhale.

All of them had been repeating that mantra in their head for the past 5 minutes. After a gruelling day of practice, Twice were finally granted rest. It was close to midnight and despite their hunger, no one had the energy to move; simply relying on the bottles of water they provided.

Even the leader was grateful for this reprieve. This week felt never-ending and took its toll on each of them.

Jihyo was disappointed that she wasn't able to see you due to the hectic schedule, but you reassured her that it was alright. Despite that, it didn't stop you from sending messages throughout the days and even surprising her with flowers at one point.

You were irresistibly sweet, and she would never admit it out loud, but you captivated her when you met. You were a bit brash, mixed with a slight dark sense of humour but it was obvious that your softer side was reserved mainly for Jihyo.

"What are you smiling at?" Nayeon's voice broke Jihyo's train of thought, and she slipped back into a neutral expression.

"I wasn't smiling." Jihyo wanted to facepalm at the attempt of lying. It wasn't even a believable denial.

"I bet she's thinking of about her girlfriend." Sana chimed in before cooing at the leader.

"Y/n isn't my girlfriend!"

Crap

"HA! Sana didn't even name anyone in particular and you thought of y/n!"

Why are Sana and Nayeon ganging up on her?

"Well, the implication is there." She pouted before crossing her arms.

"Unnie is right, we could all tell who Sana was referring too. After all, who else besides Y/n has been trying to woo Jihyo?" Tzuyu tried to hold her laughter, and Jihyo couldn't tell whose side the youngest was on.

"Woo me?"

8 pairs of eyes turned, each member looking incredulously at her, and Jihyo just wanted to sink into the floor.

"Is she being serious?"

"Oh good god..."

"I thought Dahyun and Sana were the only dense ones. "

"Hey!"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

She got flustered to the point where she couldn't tell who was speaking anymore but then a knock on the door caught all their attention.

"Come in."

You walked through the door and smiled cheerfully at them.

"Hey gang, heard you just finished and thought you guys might be hungry." They ran to you and snatched the bags out of your hand, but not before profusely thanking you.

You turned to Jihyo, still smiling but your smile turned softer.

"Hi."

"Hey y/n. Thank you, for the food."

"Don't mention it. It looks like you guys needed it tonight." You face the others, and Jihyo follows your line of sight, looking at the others fervently eating.

"You should join them before they eat everything."

She was about to agree when you sneezed.

"Are you okay?" Jihyo went to put her hand on your shoulder but was surprised when she felt how damp your hoodie was.

"Why are your clothes wet?"

"It's raining and I walked here."

"Pabo! What were you thinking?"

"I wanted to see you." Your sincerity warmed her heart but she played it cool.

"Well if you get sick, I hope it was worth it."

"I got to see you, so I'd definitely say it was worth it."

A towel hit you in the face before Jihyo could respond.

"I don't mean to interrupt the flirting, but here's a towel."

"Thanks Jeongyeon." You took your hoodie off leaving you in a plain shirt and dried yourself, placing the towel around your shoulders to keep warm.

"Oh! Before I forget" you pulled a small box and tossed it to Sana.

"Noise cancelling earplugs. I heard thunder on my way here but I saw these at the convenient store."

"Ahh y/n you're so sweet!" Someday you're going to make someone very happy.

"I hope so." If anyone noticed you glance at Jihyo, no one commented on it.

-x-

Jihyo laid in bed but couldn't fall asleep. She kept replaying the last hour in her mind.

You went back with them to the dorm, wishing them a goodnight until it was only you two standing outside the door.

"Thanks again for stopping by, I missed hanging out with you."

"Me too. But hopefully it won't be long to wait after this."

In a bold move, you kissed her cheek.

"Goodnight Jihyo."

She was bombarded with questions when she went inside but went straight to bed.

One comment by Nayeon kept repeating in her head.

"Look how smitten she is, someone's in love!"

She didn't answer but surely it's not true is it?

Memories of the year so far ran through her head including what you did tonight.

Y/n is just a caring person that's all. I mean sure, my heart skips a beat when she does something sweet and thoughtful; but that doesn't mean I'm in love with her right?

Right?

Oh.

She couldn't help but smile.

Everything fell into place, but she wasn't afraid of this newfound revelation. She welcomed the feeling. And just like the rain that night, Jihyo had fallen just as hard.

[cheegu3]

Hi, can I request yandere twice reaction to s/o wanting to break up with them

hi, sorry for the long wait, hope u like it c:

tw / trigger warning; yandere themes, emotional manipulation, insults, jealousy, objectification, mentions of self-harm, swearing, restraints, mentions of sex, naive reader - don't read if it makes u uncomfortable

this was based on my twice profile, which is why Momo is absolutely insane lol

Twice - reaction to s/o wanting to break up with them

Jihyo

This would not sit well with her at all. There's no way she'd let you get out of her grasp that easily.

Not only that - but the fact that you even thought about it and asked her for it too? Unacceptable.

However, since she had a bit of a sadistic side, she'd entertain you for a bit. Making it seem like you were free to go while she had people spying on you the whole time. It would make you enough paranoid to lose a huge amount of sleep, making you a bit deranged and not as clear in the head as usual.

Then your ex-girlfriend would magically appear out of nowhere at a café you frequently visited. She had many body guards around her.

'' What are you doing here? Did you follow me here you psycho? '' you spat out the accusation and took a few cautious steps backwards.

Jihyo smiled sweetly at you, but a hint of irritation flashed across her face since you were close to causing a scene and alerting the other customers around.

However, she seemed to have no problem with quickly brushing off the irritation and playing in character again.

'' Follow you? Why would I do that? '' her face contorted into a look of offence now. '' My group was filming nearby so I decided to get a drink during the break. ''

Then she stepped closer, concern in her eyes.

'' Are you okay, y/n? You look really scared? Is something bothering you? ''

And just like that - the bunny had walked into the fox's trap. After you'd vented, your ex with her heaps amount of money seemed to be the most obvious solution to your stalker problems.

She could surely find out who it is right?

Nayeon

Although she felt nothing but utter rage inside, strategic tears sprung up in her eyes as soon as the words ' I want to break up ' left your mouth.

She'd fall to her knees, pretending as if her heart was breaking so much it hurt to stand up. When she sobbed so loud it drowned out your voice, her hands desperately grabbed onto your own as she begged,

'' Please don't leave me. ''

'' What? '' was all you could say, staring at her in utter confusion.

'' What's wrong? Why are you acting like this? ''

Amidst her acting, Nayeon managed to scoff at your cute dumbness.

'' Because I can't live without you! ''

It felt as if her words echoed in the deadly silence that followed her heartbreaking words.

Your own heart that you thought had already been broken into nothingness, broke a little more as you felt the first hot tears drop down your face - it seemed that you still had a soft spot for your ex, so what if you stayed a little longer?

Jeongyeon

She had been strict, yes - but still fairly nice throughout your whole relationship. That's why she couldn't figure out why you'd want to leave her?

Was there someone else you liked? Was it one of those friends Jeongyeon was paranoid about and deleted their texts from your phone?

Whatever it was, she'd make you regret it. That nice, sweet girlfriend that you were used to seeing would be completely gone; replaced with a psycho ex-girlfriend that would do anything to get you back.

Now, she longer cared if you were terrified of her. Since she knew your passcode, she'd sneak it late at night, tie you up and take pictures of you.

Then she'd wake you up, mocking you for how easy it was to ' catch you ', and claim that she's the only one who could protect you from this world.

'' If I could do that so easily, who knows what other things fucked up people might do to you if I'm not around to protect you. ''

You shook your head.

'' You're fucking crazy. ''

Jeongyeon smiled, a smile only a very twisted person would pull so easily.

'' Yes, I am. ''

Momo

You were her pretty doll and she was the scriptwriter of the play that was your relationship.

Since everything was pretty much fake, and you two were actors; this would enrage Momo. Any time you went off-script or wasn't in your character, acting the way she wanted you to, you'd get punished.

At the same time she felt a bit sad, like you had ripped her heart out and stomped on it. You weren't happy? Why? Did she not take care of you every day? Bathe you, feed you, dress you, pay for you and love you?

Why was that enough, what more could she possibly give you?

'' No. ''

'' Momo, I'm not acting now. '' you tried reaching for her hands but she snatched it away, a frown forming on her face.

'' No. '' she repeated.

'' I'm sick of this. At times you don't even make me feel like a person, it's- '' you waved your arms around trying to come up with the right words, that you were sure still wouldn't get into her head.

'' Humiliating! '' you finished.

Something seemed to flash behind her eyes. Before you knew it, she was right in front of you, menacingly staring you down with that look you knew all too well, '' Go to the bedroom. I will lock you in. ''

Sana

She's extremely delusional and very much the definition of crazy in love. There's no way she'd accept what you were saying, in fact, she'd probably think you were joking until you were screaming with tears of frustration.

Only then would reality kick in and she would start crying and freaking out.

Similarly to Nayeon, she'd beg you to stay and say that she couldn't live without you - which for Sana was absolutely true.

She would threaten to hurt herself, while saying things that she knew would get to you; because it would probably successfully guilt-trip anyone that heard it.

'' Sana please, I'm sorry. ''

Your hands were shaking, just like the uneven breaths you took while you held your ex-girlfriend. The two of you were crying enough to fill an ocean.

'' I really can't live without you. '' she whispered, gazing straight at you through bleary eyes.

'' I know. '' you guiltily say.

'' So how could you do that to me? ''

Mina

She was usually cold, barely showing what she was feeling through her face.

So it wasn't a big surprise that she'd just stare at you with a blank expression, not saying a word. Even as you packed your things and left, she just looked at you leaving.

In reality, she was processing things while also trying to come up with a plan.

She'd get you back, but definitely in a very different way - revenge.

Using her natural charm, Mina would text your friends and try every trick in the book to seduce them. Then, cunningly she'd get proof of your friends expressing their attraction to her and interest in hooking up.

Send them to your phone and ask to meet up, all she had to do was wait after that.

Soon enough your crying self would show up at the same apartment you had left a couple of days ago. She would gladly let you in, feigning a sympathetic look.

'' I knew they were fake, all along. ''

You didn't answer, only sniffling as you buried your face into Mina's shoulder.

'' I'm the only one in your life that's good for you...You will realise that soon enough. ''

Dahyun

She's one of the worst types of yanderes; paranoid and jealous to an extreme.

This lead to you being tied up in her basement most of the time. Seeing the sunshine was almost as rare as you being saved like the locked away princess you sometimes imagined yourself as.

The idea of you even attempting to break up with her when you'd be stuck right after, with no power of your own to walk out of her house - was a death sentence.

Even thinking of her reaction made you shudder in fear.

But one day after you'd been fighting with her all day, her coming down in intervals to scream her lungs out about new revelations she'd come up with while being upstairs alone, and you fighting back just as fiercely.

The words slipped off your tongue in the heat of the moment. You were tired and just wanted to hurt her.

'' Let's break up then! ''

You regretted it straight away, sensing that you had fucked up by the way she stopped mid-sentence, her eyes narrowing as her lips curled up in disbelief.

'' What the fuck did you just say? ''

Chaeyoung

She would panic as soon as the door slammed in her face. Sure she was crazy but she didn't hurt you that much...did she? No matter how many times she raked her brain, Chaeyoung fell short of answers.

It felt unfair, like you were doing it on purpose to break her heart because she'd done some small thing to upset you - the small thing in question was her looking through your phone when she thought you weren't looking, causing you to completely mistrust her and break up on the spot.

Hours passed where she just stared at the wall, feeling empty. She always felt empty when you weren't around, like she wasn't her own person, she wasn't whole without you.

That's why Chaeyoung eventually left to follow you.

It wasn't hard to recognise the bubble-pink car that seemed to conveniently be in every place you visited. Whenever you went to your car it was always there, like a painful reminder that you could never escape her.

After it showed up even as you went to your mom's house, you'd had enough. You angrily delivered a few rapid knocks to the window.

'' What, honey? ''

Her nonchalant tone made you bite your lips in anger.

'' What are you doing here? ''

The door opened, forcing you to back away. Chaeyoung stepped out of the vehicle and almost immediately grabbed your wrist hard enough to leave a mark.

'' You didn't think I was gonna leave without you, did you? ''

Tzuyu

She didn't want to show that she was hurt by your words. She simply let you walk out, despite her tears being ready to fall the second you'd be out of sight.

The next couple of weeks or months, she'd keep an eye on you while she also tried catching it.

Posting all over social media anytime she went to a party, posing with pretty people and hooking up with many more. It didn't fulfill her much since she only did it to get your attention.

But eventually, her efforts didn't go to waste as you started to get jealous.

She was popular, rich, beautiful and wanted by pretty much everyone. Your friends started to tell you that you had messed up, made a mistake and that someone else was going to win her heart.

Thinking of that made you furious, erasing any ounce of logic you had left in you.

So in the end, she won very easily. You showed up outside her doorstep like a puppy and she welcomed you in, smiling behind your back when you hugged her.

'' I've missed you. '' you bashfully admit.

'' I know. '' she says, trying to play it cool while her heart was beating out her chest.

[betweenujb]

innocent touches

jeongyeon x mina

warnings: smut, teasing, implied sexual content, slight dom/sub, mommy kink

The TV quietly droned on in the background, Mina's legs draped across Jeongyeon's as she lazily rubbed the older girl's thigh. Her head rested on the older's shoulder, barely watching what they had put on an hour ago.

Mina's thoughts had drifted long ago, no longer desiring a gentle and relaxing evening with her girlfriend. Slowly, her hand crept higher up Jeongyeon's thigh, her fingers featherlight as Jeongyeon let out a small sigh.

"Darling." Jeongyeon looked up from her phone, glancing down at the gentle hand that had made its way further and further up.

Mina lifted her head off Jeongyeon's shoulder, looking up at her innocently. "What? 'm just rubbing your leg."

Jeongyeon chuckled and turned her phone off, tossing it to the side. "I know, sweetheart, but your hand's going awfully high." Jeongyeon rested her hand over Mina's and gently slid it back down to the middle of her thigh.

Mina just let out a small huff and turned her attention back to the TV. She absentmindedly watched, waiting for Jeongyeon to pick her phone back up before her hand eased its way up.

Jeongyeon set her phone down again, this time grabbing Mina's hand. She brought it up to her lips and kissed each delicate finger. "If you want something, all you have to do is tell me, sweet girl."

Her eyes fluttered, a small blush spreading from her ears to her cheeks as she looked at Jeongyeon. Mina nodded and laced her fingers with Jeongyeon's, mumbling something inaudible.

Jeongyeon tilted Mina's chin up, meeting her girlfriend's eyes as she squeezed Mina's thigh. She pulled Mina's face closer, lips ghosting over the younger's. "Tell me what you want, baby."

Mina felt a steady blush make its way from her ears to her cheek, her eyes flashing down to Jeongyeon's lips as she whispered. "Want you, mommy."

Jeongyeon shook her head and gently kissed those oh so soft lips she loved, rubbing her thumb over Mina's cheek. "Words, sweetheart."

Mina gulped and nodded, saying a little louder, "Want your fingers, mommy."

"Where do you want them, baby?" A small smile danced across Jeongyeon's lips as she brushed her fingers over Mina’s center.

“I-inside.” Mina barely managed to squeak out.

“Want mommy’s fingers to make you feel good baby? Stuff you so full you can’t fucking think?”

Jeongyeon’s words sank into Mina’s brain, slowly causing a small puddle to form in her panties. Mina wordlessly nodded, her breath caught in her throat when Jeongyeon cupped her aching center.

“I don’t know if you deserve my fingers in you, darling. Not with the way that little hand was touching me a few moments ago.” Jeongyeon chuckled low in Mina’s ear. She pressed a sweet kiss to her girlfriend’s cheek before leaning back into the couch.

Satisfied with herself, Jeongyeon picked her phone back up. She continued with what she was doing after being so rudely interrupted and kept her free hand cupped over Mina’s center, her thumb barely hovering over the girl’s clit.

Mina did her best not to squirm, knowing it would only lead to trouble. She tried to keep her focus on the TV, but the barely present touch of her girlfriend’s hand was making it extremely difficult.

After what felt like hours — it had really only been 5 minutes — Jeongyeon moved her hand back to Mina’s upper thigh.

“If you’re a good girl and finish watching the movie without squirming, maybe I’ll give you a reward.” Jeongyeon muttered, not looking up from her phone.

“Yes, mommy.” Mina eagerly scooted closer to Jeongyeon, determined to finish the movie. She knew better than to think her girlfriend would go easy on her, yet she still hoped.

When Jeongyeon’s hand snaked its way back to her center, her thumb now pressing over her clothed clit, it took everything in her not to buck up into Jeongyeon’s hand.

Mina picked up the remote with a shaky hand to check how much time the movie had left, her heart sinking when she saw the time.

This was going to be the longest hour of her life.

[ghostykapi]

breaking point

yoo jeongyeon & fem!reader // happy birthday to my jeongi u are like a precious soul that i will forever n ever have a special place in my heart. so sorry i ended up making smut LOL / minors dni

when you and your girlfriend are out on a lunch date, is it normal to split a chocolate with an extra aphrodisiac kick in it?

probably not, but for shits and giggles you pretend it is.

“this is” you stare at the chocolate, then up at your girlfriend’s face “probably one of the most sane ideas you had this week”

“sane?” jeongyeon loves getting under your skin, probably with the way how she knows she’s got you under her later “since when we’re we sane?”

“that you have a good point in” you give in to her idea, taking a bite of the chocolate “i think there’s a bit of strawberries in this”

“strawberries can be an aphrodisiac” jeongyeon thinks about it though, but then says “i’m not sure though so maybe it’s just to help it taste better?”

“chocolate already tastes good sweetie” you both finish your halves, before stepping out of the car to go into the quiet restaurant booked for the date “this better kick in slow”

it did not kick in slow

10 minutes in sitting in the restaurant, you could feel the primal urges start to rise. teeth aching, hands getting a little to fidgety, that wetness starting to make an appearance and that urge to absolutely lose it.

so 10 minutes in? you were a mess

jeongyeon’s patience is outstanding you would say. even now when your eyes are narrowing down on her lips, hands and neck, she’s still innocently smiling and making her no jam jokes.

she’s the kinder one between you too. with her angel like disposition in contrast to your more, probably unhinged, no bullshit personality. always spoiling you, always giving you what you want, always with that sweet sweet smile that makes you melt

so yeah in 10 minutes she’s still alright, still so patient and so sweet

and yet she’s already asking for the food to be packed to go because “oh sorry an emergency came up.” and helping you up into the car

give it another 10 minutes you both are in your shared apartment, her biting down on the flesh of your thighs as she has you spread out on the couch

give it barely another few minutes for her to start eating you out though like you’re her actual lunch

“baby baby babyyy” you are a ruined piece of art at this point, jeongyeon thinks as she’s eating you out, pussy stuffed with three fingers in.

“i know i know baby” she’s a little bit mean, but you love to see her laugh maniacally while pumping you full “i’ve got you baby just keep on taking it baby that’s it”

“hngg-ugh fuck” you aren’t trying to boost her ego, but the way she’s got your head thrown back, legs shaking and eyes watering? fuck you’ve got her head right up high

“you can take more right?” as much as you want to stop, you know yourself better. you know you want more

“‘m wan more” you cry out, in broken and high pitched moans “please! break me!”

she breaks.

by the time she’s got you through 3 orgasms in that position, she’s lying down and got you riding her face, her arms locking your hips in place as she moans against your pussy, her own thighs shaking as you play with the vibrator stuffed in her own

“sweetheart–oh fuck! jesus right there baby–gods you look so–hnggg ughh–you look so good eating me out” you’re head is a mess, but looking at your girlfriend looking like this makes you say a lot of things

she can barely reply back to you, too pussy drunk and too focused on the pleasure she’s both giving and taking

“can’t be the only one cummin’ aroun’ here sweetie” is what you say before maxing out the vibrator and getting enough orgasms out of her, and before she forces you down to fucks you with a strap

so yeah is it normal to split a chocolate with an extra aphrodisiac kick in it?

if you’re looking to make yoo jeongyeon break into her primal wants? sure

[sleephyuns]

Jeongyeon’s dreams often reflected the events of her day. Something that she hated with every ounce of her soul.

There were times when the dreams were sweet, like the one she had on her first anniversary with Jihyo. Or the one after her raise at work. Those were nice dreams.

But, usually, her dreams only reflected the negative. The ugly reality of her days’ troubles.

Falling asleep on the train and ending up an hour away from home. The little fender-bender Momo had gotten in when they were on the way home from karaoke. Bombing her last semester so bad she could barely recover.

It was a part of her mind she could never fully control, and tonight was no different.

Just one quick, slumbering thought about cooking, and suddenly Jeongyeon was taken back to their kitchen, chopping away at vegetables while Jihyo stirred the pot behind her.

….

Jeongyeon wasn’t the best cook by any means. Not even second place. Momo had her beat in that department for years and, recently, Nayeon had gotten some decent recipes down with her wife’s help. Mina knew how to cook well too, though she barely had the time to do so anymore. A shame, since her rosé pasta was to die for…

Anyway, it was clear Jeongyeon wasn’t the best cook. But she considered herself just as resourceful as she was careful.

That must’ve been why it came as such a shock when-

“Ow, fuck!”

“What’s wrong? Are you ok?” Jihyo was on her before the first droplets of blood could even fall onto the cutting board.

The knife clattered to the side when Jihyo casted it aside, tossing it as if it were to blame for Jeongyeon’s pain, not the hand that guided it.

“I-it’s alright,” Jeongyeon stuttered, suddenly jumpy at being the center of Jihyo’s focus —something that she felt hadn’t happened in some time. Or maybe it had? Either way, she couldn’t help but be wracked by nerves, with Jihyo’s touch and impending trouble making her way over.

She was already going to make a fool of herself later, she could feel it. And having Jihyo worried about her (already) was a problem.

She might not be mad at her yet. Accidents happened. Of course they did. Still, when the inevitable began to pile up, there was no way she wouldn’t stack this onto the tower of issues. Because Jeongyeon was supposed to be careful, supposed to be the levelheaded one of them both. But in the battle between herself and a soon-to-be-therapist, how could she even stand a chance?

“Let me get the bandaids,” Jihyo rushed off, pressing a paper towel into Jeongyeon’s hands, the pot in front of the stove close to simmering over.

Jeongyeon had the sense to turn it down, though not without watching the liquid dance in the pot for a few more seconds. The broth had thickened with time, obvious in the way the bubbles clung and stuck to the edge of the pot, daring to spill over the edge, but not getting there quite yet.

They were tame for now.

Even still, Jeongyeon found herself turning the heat down, putting off the possibility of a future mess. Hopefully.

“Ok here we go.” Jihyo reentered with the box of bandaids, wearing a completely different shirt than before. She hadn’t stained Jihyo’s clothes somehow, had she? The worry of inconveniencing her, yet again, bubbled inside. So much she couldn’t even bring properly appreciate the bareness of her girlfriend’s shoulders in her crop top. Not even Jihyo’s sculpted stomach. If anything, she felt a certain unease at her lack of feeling.

Jihyo, who’d always been her rock. A place to ground herself after a long day. If all she could feel was nerves, that certainly wasn’t good.

She tried not to think too hard on it as Jihyo grabbed for her bloodied finger, bandaid in hand. She was just about to press the quilted pad of it to the wound when-

“-hyo?”

A muffled voice, followed by a light knock at the door. That’s all it took for Jeongyeon’s heart to jump into her throat before plummeting all the way to her gut.

It was also all it took for Jihyo to drop the box in Jeongyeon’s hands and scamper out of the kitchen.

“Sorry Jeong, let me get the door and I’ll be right back.”

There was an attempt to smile in understanding, despite the aching throb of her finger. A plastic smile that persisted through the motions of wrapping her bandaid tight, sealing up the cut before it could drip any more. And, being the careful person she was, Jeongyeon tucked 2 more in her pocket. Just in case.

The pot started to bubble up again, but Jeongyeon didn’t move. Her ears were trained on the sounds just around the corner. There was talking, a little giggling, then the apartment door eased open again, bringing Jihyo back inside... and Sana in tow.

This time, Jeongyeon was treated to the noisiness of Sana’s keychains (yes, plural) dangling off the strap of her purse. In fact, it was that noise that forced her to look in Sana’s direction in the first place.

Bright orange socks, baggy jeans she was almost swimming in, and an orange t-shirt to match. It was well-worn, clear from the small tatters in the seams, the faded letters across the front. But that didn’t stop it from being just as blinding as it might have been when it was new.

Or maybe Sana being… Sana, just amplified that brightness tenfold.

“We shouldn’t be that much longer. You can make yourself comfy until then!”

The hand that Jihyo had pulled Sana in by was quickly let go, but Jeongyeon found herself blankly staring at the space where their hands had been joined. If either of them noticed the woman’s stare frozen there, they didn’t say a word. Sana greeted her like it was any other day.

“Hey Jeongyeon- oh! Do you want any help?”

Jeongyeon had stepped away from the cutting board, leaving plenty of room for anyone to take her place. It could’ve been a two person job, sure. But if Jeongyeon was as out of sorts as she was, it would be a lot easier for Sana to simply take over. Wouldn’t it?

“I think we have it all covered here, right?” Jihyo filled in the gaps of her nonexistent answer, looking pointedly at her girlfriend.

She hadn’t answered Sana, but she felt compelled to answer to Jihyo.

With Sana, she could pretend the hesitancy was apart of her personality, her clumsy was of adjusting to a new person. With Jihyo? There was no way to put up an act like that.

“I think so. Yeah. Got it covered.”

A decent enough answer. Incredibly convincing and not strangely delivered at all….

Well, maybe to some. But definitely not Sana.

“Come on,” the woman rolled her eyes, treading further into the kitchen, “I couldn’t let you two do all the work. Here!” Sana turned up the heat on the pot again, sending the bubbles back into a sticky boil, speeding up a process that Jeongyeon personally would’ve taken more time with. “I’m guessing you were in the middle of this, right? Anything else you need me to add in the meantime?”

There was a little tickle of annoyance under Jeongyeon’s nerves, but Jihyo’s fond smile kept it buried for just a bit longer.

Even if that smile wasn’t directed at her.

“No worries, I’ll keep an eye on it,” Jihyo had grabbed for the ladle on the wayside, stirring the pot so Sana wouldn’t have to, “I took the meat out to slice, so I’ll put it back in with the veggies when I’m done.”

Right. The vegetables.

As soon as Jihyo brought it up, Jeongyeon remembered too. They both looked towards the cutting board at the same time. And Sana, seeing where they were both focused, looked too.

A board with a diced onion, an untouched pepper, and only half of a chopped carrot. All highlighted by the small smear of red at the edge of the counter.

Jihyo sighed.

“Actually Sana, can you finish cutting up the vegetables over there? There’s only a little left. That way Jeongyeon can take a break if she wants.”

She placed a gentle hand against Jeongyeon’s back, though she could barely register it there. In fact, she hadn’t even registered Jihyo moving away from the pot in the first place. All she could think about was how her girlfriend was essentially dismissing her.

Some sort of sickening feeling was building up inside her, and she absolutely hated it. It burned deep, just like the tears that were fighting to sting at her eyes. Her fist clenched so tight the barely-healed cut reopened, a slow trickle of blood pattering onto the floor.

“Ah, Jeongyeon! You’re bleeding.” Sana’s eyes darted between the wound, the knife on the counter, and the bandaid now stuck to the floor. “Did you cut yourself earlier?”

Jeongyeon couldn’t find it in herself to respond. It pissed her off. It pissed her off so bad that Sana was asking the obvious. Wasn’t it obvious how she’d hurt herself? Why ask? Wasn’t it obvious what cut her deep? What had her seeping out onto the floor like this?

Yeah, she’d go take that break Jihyo had offered.

“I’m… gonna go get another bandaid.”

Her brain couldn’t recall much of the journey out of the kitchen. No noise, no sensation. In a blink, she was in the safety of the bedroom, leaned back against the door, lip quivering as she thought about what to do next.

The chair, she thought. She felt so heavy, she just had to sit. It clattered loudly when she practically fell back into it. It was one of those times Jeongyeon wished they had a carpeted floor in the room, potential stains-of-varying-kinds be damned.

Maybe she was being dramatic. No, she knew she was. But it stung more than usual. More than a nick, more than a paper-cut. As for why, she was unsure. And the best thing she could do with a feeling she was unsure of was ignore it. Ignore the aching feeling in her chest. Ignore the urge to cry it out.

With the need to busy her hands, she found herself fiddling through the papers on the desk.

A torn takeout menu. The food was good, but cold. An old gas bill. Fun. Some copies of the files from work…. yeah. She could work with that.

So began her practice of sorting out her furry clientele into different categories.

Organizing them by coat length. Dividing them by fur color. Sorting them in order of youngest to oldest. Wether it was a few minutes or several, Jeongyeon wasn’t sure. All she was sure of was the slowing of her heart rate, gradually and surely. Until-

"Jeongyeon, what's going on?" Jihyo asked as soon as she padded into the bedroom.

The look on her face had Jeongyeon sick, making her avert her eyes anywhere else, just to keep her stomach from lurching. Back to the papers while she thought of what to say. But she was fed up with those questions, about how she was doing when she clearly wasn’t the focus, shouldn’t be the focus. Not when Jihyo’s current thoughts were all about Sana, Sana, Sana.

As they rightfully should be.

"What’s the matter?" Jihyo tried again, "Why are you in here? Why’d you leave?”

Because it was needed.

"What… do you mean?" Were the words that Jeongyeon decided upon, hopelessly acting as if anything that happened in the past however minutes was normal behavior.

"What do I mean?” Jihyo’s eyes widened, even if Jeongyeon didn’t see them head on. She must be fed up now. “I mean you, sitting in here, hiding out in the room, instead of out there with Sana and I."

She walked closer to Jeongyeon, looking over her shoulders if the answer could be found among the words ‘chest line should be even with elbow’ and ‘wash last for a decrease in matting.’

"I’m not hiding out… I just… need to look over some work stuff. More dogs coming in and I wanted to look over the files."

Jihyo got even closer and god, why couldn’t she have let her be?

“Now?” Jihyo crossed her arms over her chest, “You can’t do that later? Or you couldn’t have done it earlier?”

Jeongyeon looked down at the scattered papers in front of her. It was so obvious that none of what she was doing mattered. Just nonsense work. Looking over the files? She wasn’t studying for some sort of test for a made up dog grooming exam. And Jihyo knew that too.

Her girlfriend wanted to know what was wrong with her. And now, in this room, could’ve been an opportune time to tell her she was uncomfortable, to suggest they could talk it out later. Lay it out on the table and maybe Jihyo could put two and two together.

But such a step could jeopardize what little balance they had left. What would even be the outcome of that? She didn’t want to sway Jihyo’s opinions on Sana, on relationships, on anything, just because she was a little uncomfortable and a little immature.

What should she do? What could she do?

“What’s wrong? …Do you not want to spend time with us?”

It sounded so sad. So, so sad. Jeongyeon forced herself to look up, finding Jihyo staring right back. Searching as she waited. Waited for anything to come from Jeongyeon’s mouth but… under pressure she was never quite good at responding.

A shrug.

That was all she gave in response. A shrug. And that action alone was as harsh as a slap to Jihyo, it seemed. She winced, letting the pain settle a bit, before brushing to the door.

She stopped, just in case. Just for another second. But Jeongyeon couldn’t think of what else to say that wasn’t an excuse.

Another second and Jihyo was out of the room. Back to Sana.

[vorrentis]

What type of girlfriends are Twice? Who is the touchy one, the needy one, the motherly one?

So this will be my first time actually doing this question so hopefully, it'll be as best as I can think of.

Nayeon- Needy, she'll be wanting your attention each minute when together, planning dates and having your arm around hers to show your love to her, though she'll give your space when left alone, much to her disappointment. However you'll send your love with texts and gifs of hearts and xoxo's, knowing she's giggling and happy on the other side of those.

Jeongyeon- She'll need time to get warmed up to dating you, but when you get behind that wall, it's a whole new time with her. Will do anything and everything you want and vice-versa, there won't be a day that you won't have a laugh or smile dating her, but when you do get that one day of being down, Jeongyeon is there for you with a caring side. While she won't show her affection as much as the others physically, you know that she loves you and you to her.

Momo- Touchy, will be around you as much as she could, showing you off to her friends and your friends and other girls that you're hers and she is yours. Wherever you go, she will follow, but you won't complain as she'll always have a positive aura around her and does what Momo does best, 24/7 loving you.

Sana- The 'next door neighbor' / most popular girl in school cliche girl: sweet, cute, attractive, clumsy, very kind, and when dating her, just as that but twice as much to you. Doesn't need you to be constantly at her side, but showing holding her hand goes a long way for Sana.

Jihyo- Motherly, will be the responsible one taking care of both futures first, planning every date to be the best that it can be. Though work and school comes first before you two will be able to go on those dates and she'll do whatever to have you pass or be ready for any day. Though when it comes to date nights, she'll turn 180 and have that playful side and loving side to her.

Mina- Much like Jeongyeon, it'll take a lot to break through her silent/awkward wall. Not that you were complaining as that's what makes Mina adorable. She'll enjoy the time you spend together and try her best to be upmost with you. Though you'll have to be outward and make all the moves and contact with her at first, but seeing Mina's shy happiness was always worth it.

Dahyun/Chaeyoung- Both are hyperactive in wanting to do everything and I do mean EVERYTHING with you. From playing every board game at home to every ride to an amusement park. No day will be unbored with them, oh and the occasional hugs and kisses to thank you for your time on their dates.

Tzuyu- A proper lady. You won't ask her out, she'll be asking YOU out after making sure that you are the one that she wants. Dates will be high class and be proper and expect tons of shopping with her though she'll thank you with an kiss on the check after each one and expects the same enjoyable time as the last date.

[darkstar225]

Twice's 10th member gets caught by her unnies mothering Le Sserafim's Eunchae

A/N: Heyyy, I'm coming up with a lot of stuff for you guys so I can make up for the time I'm gone lol! Sry for taking so long to post :D I hope that my friend smit24123, who gave me this idea on Wattpad likes it! :)

The request: Lol at this point I am I have one where the members see 10th member acting like a mom (what they act like with her) to a 4th gen group (any of your choice) and how they react

PS: Tysm for everyone who reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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The day dawned bright and sunny in Seoul, and the members of TWICE were relishing their well-deserved day off. Y/N, the youngest among them, had made plans to spend the day with her good friend Eunchae from Le Sserafim. They had met at a music show and quickly formed a close bond.

As the 10th member and Eunchae strolled through a nearby park, laughter echoed between them. TWICE's snowflake couldn't help but keep an attentive eye on Eunchae, making sure she didn't trip over a rock or slip on the grass. She held Eunchae's hand as they walked, their fingers intertwined, talking animatedly about their experiences in the K-pop industry.

Inside a nearby café, the members of TWICE observed the scene outside through large windows.

Mina - Look at our honey, Jihyo unnie. She's like a little mom to Eunchae.

Jihyo - She really is. Our kid has such a big heart.

The other members nodded in agreement, watching their maknae and Eunchae with a sense of pride and affection. Y/N had always been the youngest, but today, she was showing a different side, a nurturing, protective side that made them admire her even more.

As they continued to watch, TWICE's little star made sure Eunchae was comfortable and well-fed during their picnic. She had prepared a lunchbox full of Eunchae's favourite snacks and made sure Eunchae ate properly.

Nayeon - You know, our child's taking care of Eunchae like she's her little sister. It's adorable.

Sana - My baby is doing a great job. Maybe she'll be the first one among us to have kids!

The others laughed at Sana's playful comment, and Tzuyu, who was the second youngest after Y/N, couldn't help but feel a tinge of jealousy.

Tzuyu - I wish Y/N would look after me like that. *pouts*

Jeongyeon - Don't worry, Tzuyu. Our dongsang cares about all of us. But it's sweet to see how much she cares for Eunchae.

Outside, Y/N and Eunchae had moved to a small playground within the park. Eunchae's eyes shone with delight as she saw the swings and slides. Y/N couldn't resist joining in on the fun. She pushed Eunchae on the swings, their laughter filling the air, and they raced down the slides together.

Inside the café, the TWICE members couldn't help but feel a sense of pride as they watched their sunflower. She had a special connection with Eunchae, and it was heartwarming to see how protective she was.

Jihyo - Y/N really is like a big sister to Eunchae, isn't she?

Dahyun - She's such a caring person. It's no wonder Eunchae feels so comfortable around her.

The members continued to watch as their girl and Eunchae played on the playground equipment, their bond growing stronger with each passing moment. Y/N made sure Eunchae stayed safe and had a great time.

As the day wore on, the younger girls returned to the café, their faces flushed from playing and laughing. They walked in and joined the rest of TWICE, greeted with warm smiles and admiring gazes.

Nayeon - Love, you were like a big sister to Eunchae out there. It was so sweet to watch.

TWICE's youngest blushed, her cheeks turning a shade of pink.

Eunchae - Y/N unnie took such good care of me today. I'm really lucky to have her as a friend!

Sana couldn't resist teasing again.

Sana - Darling, are you secretly training to be a mom?

Y/N - No, not at all. But I do care about Eunchae a lot, and I want her to have a good time. *laughing*

Tzuyu - Yeah, our Y/N is amazing. *nodding in agreement*

As they all enjoyed a meal together, Y/N couldn't help but feel grateful for the bond she shared with her fellow TWICE unnies. They were like a family to her, and she knew that they would always support and love her, whether she was taking on the role of a protective friend or the youngest member of the group. And as she ate lost in her thoughts, her older sisters all looked at her and had the same thing in mind:

We love our dear maknae sm.

A/N: I'm sorry for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there is something wrong, ty for reading <3

[the-goldenbunny-diaries]

My Favorite Pout

⚢ Pairing - Jeongyeon x Reader

✎ Word Count - 1.2k

☆ Genre - Fluff

♡ Description - An amusement park on a vibrant summer day, filled with colorful rides, mouthwatering treats, and the joyful chatter of visitors. You and Jeongyeon are exploring the park together, excited for a day of adventure. (A/N: Sorry it's a bit on the shorter side, but I didn't want to add things just for shits and giggles. I hope you like it anon)

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The amusement park was a kaleidoscope of colors and excitement, a world of endless possibilities where every corner held a new adventure. Thrilling rides adorned with flashing lights soared into the sky, children clutched fluffy cotton candy as they squealed with delight, and the air was filled with the tantalizing aroma of popcorn and freshly fried treats.

You and Jeongyeon had arrived early, eager to make the most of the day's promise of joy and thrills. As you strolled hand in hand through the bustling park, the vibrant energy was infectious. Laughter and screams of excitement intertwined with the upbeat melodies playing from the various attractions.

Your first stop was a quaint café where you indulged in ice cream sundaes, sharing laughter as you playfully debated over the best combination of toppings. With your sweet treats freshly devoured, you ventured toward the dizzying heights of your favorite roller coaster, enjoying the sense of thrill and shot of adrenaline it gave the two of you.

As you got off the coaster, hearts pumping from the shared experience, you ventured toward the playful chaos of the bumper cars. Giggles erupted as you and Jeongyeon expertly maneuvered your cars, trying to "accidentally" bump into each other while avoiding the other eager participants.

With your cheeks flushed from laughter and the afternoon sun, you decided to explore the carnival games section. The enticing ring toss game caught your eye, a challenge both of you were willing to take on.

Jeongyeon glanced at the game, then back at you with a mischievous grin. "Hey, want to try your luck?"

You shrugged with a grin, up for a challenge. "Sure, why not?"

You handed over a few tokens and took the ring, readying yourself for the throw. The first attempt missed by a hair's breadth, but you remained determined. On your second try, the ring landed perfectly on a bottle, earning you a small plush toy.

Jeongyeon applauded, clearly impressed. "Nice shot! You've got some skills."

You chuckled, feeling a sense of accomplishment. "Beginner's luck, maybe?"

Just then, a couple in front of you successfully tossed a ring onto a peg, winning a massive teddy bear. Jeongyeon's eyes widened, and you could see a playful fire ignite within them.

"Alright, my turn!" she declared, handing over the tokens and receiving the rings.

She focused intensely on the game, her brows furrowed in concentration. The first throw missed, but her determination didn't waver. On her second try, the ring landed on a peg, earning her a smaller stuffed animal.

Jeongyeon pouted playfully, though her eyes were sparkling with a mix of amusement and competitive spirit. "Well, it seems I need to practice more."

You grinned, enjoying her adorable reaction. "Don't worry, Jeongyeon. You'll get that teddy bear next time."

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As your adventures continued, you found yourselves exploring more games and attractions at Jeongyeon’s request, embracing the playful challenge of each new experience. With each success or near-miss, her competitiveness remained endearingly evident. Every time you encountered couples who had won bigger prizes or showcased daring feats of bravery, you couldn't help but notice the spark of determination in Jeongyeon's eyes.

Amidst the laughter and the moments of playful competition, you stumbled upon a photo booth tucked away in a corner of the park. Jeongyeon's eyes lit up at the sight, and she tugged at your hand excitedly. "Hey, let's capture this day forever."

You chuckled and followed her into the photo booth. The booth was filled with props, from silly hats to oversized sunglasses, promising a fun and memorable experience. You both selected a few props and squeezed into the cozy space, striking poses and laughing as the camera captured your joyful moments together.

After the series of flashes, the photo booth printed out a strip of photos. You eagerly grabbed it and examined the images, your heart swelling with affection as you looked at the snapshots of your day. The photos showcased both of your playful sides, capturing genuine smiles, candid moments, and even a few silly expressions.

Jeongyeon leaned over, her eyes tracing the photos. "These are perfect, just like our day."

You nodded, a warm feeling spreading through your chest. "Absolutely, Jeongyeon. These photos will remind us of the amazing time we had."

As the sun began to set, casting a warm, golden glow over the park, you and Jeongyeon found yourselves in front of the towering Ferris wheel. Its vibrant lights danced against the darkening sky, creating a picturesque backdrop for the closing moments of your adventure.

Hand in hand, you both stepped into a gondola of the Ferris wheel. The ride's slow ascent provided a moment of calm after a day filled with excitement. As you reached the top, the view stretched out before you, the park illuminated in a mosaic of colors below.

Jeongyeon's gaze lingered on the scene, a soft smile gracing her lips. "You know, today has been more amazing than I could've imagined."

You looked at her, your heart brimming with affection. "I'm glad we could share this day together."

She turned to you, her eyes holding a mixture of playfulness and sincerity. "And you know, there's just one thing that could've made it even more perfect." You eagerly waited as she paused, her voice barely above a whisper. "Winning that massive teddy bear earlier."

You burst into laughter, her playful jealousy taking on a new twist. "Ah, so that's what it was all about?"

Jeongyeon chuckled, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Well, maybe. But honestly, I'd choose this day with you over any teddy bear."

She glanced at you with a soft smile, her voice carrying a hint of emotion. "You know, I might not have won the biggest prizes or conquered the craziest rides, but I've definitely won something precious today."

You returned her smile, feeling your heart swell with love. "And what's that?"

Her gaze held yours, unwavering and sincere. "Moments like these, with you. No prize or ride can top that."

You leaned in, capturing her lips in a tender kiss, surrounded by the enchanting atmosphere of the Ferris wheel's pinnacle. The city lights glimmered below, and in that moment, it felt as if the world had faded away, leaving only the two of you and the bond you shared.

As the Ferris wheel slowly descended, you held each other close, cherishing the tranquility of the moment. The lights of the amusement park danced around you, reflecting the joy and warmth that had filled your day. Her lighthearted jealousy had transformed into a deeper appreciation for the unique connection you had, making every moment together a precious memory etched in your hearts.

You smiled at her, your heart overflowing with affection. "You know, Jeongyeon, speaking of moments, I have to admit something."

She raised an eyebrow playfully. "Oh, really? Do tell."

You chuckled and gently tapped her nose. "Your pout, Jeongyeon. It's got to be my favorite pout in the whole wide world."

Her eyes widened, a playful blush creeping onto her cheeks. "Oh, come on! You're just saying that."

You shook your head, your expression sincere. "No, really. It's like a mix of cute and slightly sassy, and it gets me every time."

Jeongyeon let out a soft laugh, her pout turning into a grin. "Well, I guess I'll have to remember that for future reference."

You both shared a lighthearted laugh, the moment filled with the warmth of your connection. As the Ferris wheel continued its descent, the lights of the amusement park created a magical backdrop for the culmination of your day. Playful moments, heartfelt confessions, and a symphony of emotions had woven together to create a memory that neither of you would ever forget.