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chellesdump · 1 year

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All Darkness - Twice

"It was a rainy day and the girls were enjoying it to the fullest just relaxing, there wasn't a single sound in the whole house. Until total darkness engulfed the place"

word count ─ 1.2k

tags ─ little! tzuyu, little! chaeyoung, little! dahyun, little! mina, little! jihyo, little! sana, little! momo, cg! jeongyeong, cg! nayeon, fluff, autumn, mention of fears, tw! darkness, tw! scary things in the dark, little angst, but ends with fluff

notes ─ This is for the Blackout prompt , enjoy :3

The members were relaxing each in their own space enjoying that it was a rainy day and there wasn't anything to be done, Mina was under the covers of her bed while she played on her Nintendo Switch, SaiDaMo were in a heated Just Dance battle on the living room, Tzuyu was baking a bread recipe she found online, Jihyo was building a new bookcase for her room, Chaeyoung was painting the scene of Tzu baking, and 2YEON were bickering in their room about what was happening in the drama they were watching. So it was calm all around, only the rare sound of discontent and fighting but barely audible… that was until the light went off, at first complete silence engulfed the house, not a peep could be heard, and suddenly chaos erupted, screams came from all directions, the sounds of feet running was heard, things smashing against each other, and cries.

Nayeon and Jeongyeong quickly rushed to their feet when the whole commotion started, they needed to check if everyone was okay but at the same moment Jihyo came running through the door holding her forehead while crying, a moment later Mina came clutching her Nintendo almost hyperventilating from the fear, and lastly came SaiDaMo clutching each other's hands panting from running. Nay firstly checked Hyo for any injury and thankfully found only a little swollen patch, while Jeong helped Mina calm down with breathing exercises, after both girls were calm enough they checked SaiDaMo only to find them shaken up but without harm, with the girls taken care of they set out to look for their missing members but MiHyo were still shaken up and wanted to be held so Jeong had to stay with them since she was the one who knew how to prevent Mina from spiraling into an episode.

Nayeon grabbed her phone to use the flashlight, and after the first step out of the threshold of her room, she heard the pained cries from Chaeyoung asking for help, "Mama!! Mommy!! Pwease help!! 'nybody help!!" cried Chaengie between wrecking sobs, so Nayeon started running towards the sound of her voice while asking where she was, "In da kitchen Mama!! We'n da kitchen" yelled as a response the voice of Chaeyoung.

Finally reaching the kitchen Nayeon found Tzu spread on the floor clutching her hand while wretched sobs shook her whole body and Chae was holding her trying to calm her down while sobbing as well, the scene was heart-wrenching to say the least, Nay also kneeled beside her the girls and began frantically asking what happened, "Lights no more, Tzu cry, me scared. No know wha’ do? Sowwy Mama”. Quickly checking Chaeng over and not finding anything wrong she proceeded to check Tzuyu over, overall she looked fine until she checked the hand she was clutching, finding an angry red and blistered hand, remembering Tzuyu was baking before the lights went out she quickly looked over to the oven and found it off (thankfully), she picked Tzu up, put her on her hip and took her to the sink to put the hand under the cold water to diminish the pain and swollenness, all while Tzu let out tiny whimpers of “Huwts, huwts, huwts”.

Taking Chaeng’s hand on her own she ventured back to her room grabbing something on their way, making a quick stop at the bathroom to grab the first aid kit, proceeded to their destination, and closed the door behind them she put down everything she had brought onto the bed, “Yeobo, what is all this?” asked Jeong breaking the silence, “Some necessities I grabbed on the way, candles to have a light without draining our phones batteries, and the first aid kit to tend to Tzu’s wounds” stated matter of factly Nay going back to dressing Tzuyu’s hand with antibiotic ointment and wrapping it with sterile gauze, finishing it with a bandage. “Our baby got burned while taking her tray out of the oven when the light went out, and apparently only Chaengie heard her so both of them were crying on the kitchen floor” cooed Nay while cradling her baby against her chest and filling her other baby’s face with kisses while telling her how brave she had been taking care of Tzuyu.

“Omo, my poor babies,” said Jeong with a pout, giving quick kisses to the babies, “I’m sorry, should save Chae and Tzuyu. Am a bad unnie,” said Momo with her head hung, “No, I also bad unnie. Only took Hyunnie’s hand and forgot about babies” retorted Sana hugging Momo, “Bad Hyunnie? No help” babbled Dahyun launching to give a bear hug to her yeodongsaengs, in a matter of seconds all 7 girls were crying the older one’s saying they were bad unnies and the babies overwhelmed with the situation. It took close to 20 minutes to calm down everyone but NaJeong were successful after all, they decided to order takeout from their favorite restaurant and meanwhile cuddle while playing some little calm games, when the food came the girls got scared again since they thought it was a monster and they worried about their Mommy going alone, it took a bit longer than they expected but it turns out Jeong had gone into the kitchen to retrieve plastic utensils and sippy cups so they kids could eat comfortably.

Once their tummies were filled and content with all the food, it was already late so the adults decided it was time to get ready for bed, as soon as the words bedtime came out of the caregivers’ mouths the complaints began, “No tired, pway more p’ease” said Mina, “Early, no tired yet” reasoned Hyo, “We’re no babies, we stay up” counterattacked SaMo, and DaChaeTzu only whined and tried to get away from their moms’ comfy embrace. Half an hour later the whole family had showered but only SaMo had clothes on (just underwear), Nayeon was the last to get showered so she was still in her bathrobe, Jeong had showered just before her but hadn’t been able to put on pajamas since the kids were adamant about running butt naked around the room, it seemed as if their bath had woken them up instead of relaxing them, using her ‘there’s no space for retaliation’ stare she told them, “Everyone! Stop messing around, it’s time to get dressed so let Mommy put on her pajamas and then it’s your turn. Arraseo??”, a quick “Ne eomma” was followed by everyone sitting on the bed waiting for their turn to get dressed.

Momo and Sana were the first ones to fully get dressed, they only needed help with the buttons of their pajamas, Momo was wearing a Barbie one and Sana a Harry Potter one; Jihyo and Mina came next, while Jeong helped SaMo, Nayeon went to the kids' room to retrieve the diapers needed for the night, MiHyo wear Pull-Ups so they were waiting for them, Hyo had Hello Kitty pajamas, and Mina Minecraft Creeper pajamas; last but not least came the babies, all three had to be put into diapers, Dubu used Pull-Ups during the day but at night needed diapers since she didn’t like to get up for the potty, and ChaeTzu used diapers all day, their pajamas were onesies with zippers on the back to prevent little naked bums at night, they were matching forest critters themed ones.

Everyone ended up cuddled against Nayeon and Jeong, spread through the eldest king-sized bed, Tzuyu had demanded to be nursed to sleep since her hand still ached, so she ended up asleep on top of Nayeon, with her head on her chest listening to her heartbeat, Chaeng on a similar position on top Jeongyeon, and the rest of the girls cuddled in between.

#age regression #sfw littlespace #jyp twice #twice #twice agere #twice little space #cg nayeon #cg jeongyeon #little momo #little sana #little jihyo #little mina #little dahyun #little chaeyeoung #little tzuyu #ageretober #ageretober day 4

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allfortzu · 1 year

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i'll carry the moon and stars, i'll carry you and me

-- jihyo / tzuyu. 1.4k - light angst, fluff - hurt/comfort, light mentions of blood // MEN DNI.

tzuyu goes home to jihyo.

it’s late at night and pouring outside, a constant static of crashing cascades instead of rhythmic patters.

jihyo still finds it calming, though. there’s always been something about the simultaneous state of disarray and comforting orderliness that came with storms and thunder.

it also meant she had an excuse to curl up under a blanket and watch every movie she’d been neglecting. not that she needed one, but it was always nice to have.

a little mundane for a detective, maybe, but some mundanity has always been needed to balance out a life like hers.

peace in chaos, if you will.

comforting orderliness in states of disarray.

so, jihyo picks out her most comfortable pyjamas, and makes the best cup of tea she knows how to make – which only consists of choosing the most expensive brand of tea she has and actually boiling water instead of microwaving, but such is life.

she’s still humming and waiting for the kettle to sound when her doorbell rings, a barely discernible ding in the storm.

she pads her way from her kitchen to the living room, right up the entrance of her house. it’s too dark outside to see anything through the peephole, so she opens the slightest crack in her blinds.

the light from inside spills out, and the outline of a familiar figure is illuminated.

jihyo opens the door instantly. instinctual, immediate.

“tzuyu?”

tzuyu looks up at the sound, and jihyo’s chest tightens.

her cheeks are smeared with blood, gaze weak and lidded. her suit is ripped and there’s splashes of dirt and more blood over her usually stark white button up. everything is drenched in the downpour. her clothes drip with rain.

tzuyu’s voice is painfully soft.

she opens her mouth but nothing comes out, the rain drowning out every syllable.

but jihyo hears her clearly.

she knows when tzuyu says –

“jihyo unnie.”

jihyo’s heart shatters.

she wants to tug tzuyu in by the wrist and ask her every question in her mind – what happened, are you okay, who did this – but tzuyu takes a single step in, and she loses all strength.

“tzuyu!”

jihyo surges forward; without thinking, without hesitance.

tzuyu falls right into her arms.

boneless, completely weak.

the rain from her clothes soak through jihyo’s pyjamas, she’s piercingly cold to the touch. jihyo feels her tremble, meek and shivering. every breath she takes comes out shakily, every exhale barely there.

jihyo’s never realised just how small tzuyu is, finding solace in her arms.

it hurts terribly to see.

maybe it’s the adrenaline, or pure determination – but jihyo hoists tzuyu up with everything she has, carries her unfalteringly until they reach her shower.

she sets tzuyu down and hurriedly pushes her damp blazer off; clenches her teeth at the sight of more blood revealed on the sleeves of tzuyu's white shirt.

"who the hell did this, tzu?" jihyo seethes, pulling a towel off the rack and wrapping tzuyu up. "what happened?"

"i don't know…" tzuyu says weakly, clutching at the towel and curling into herself for warmth. "some other gang– "

then, softer; shakier, "sorry… you– you were the only person i could think of."

jihyo pulls tzuyu into her arms as tight as she's able to, presses tzuyu into her shoulder, cheek to temple.

she's still worried sick, but at least tzuyu's conscious and speaking.

at least tzuyu's here with her.

"are you hurt anywhere?" jihyo's voice cracks, pained. she lifts tzuyu's head gently to cup her face, caressing a thumb over her cheekbones and looking over the wounds. "... is this your blood?"

tzuyu doesn't say anything, just looks at jihyo, eyes watery and lips pursed.

"oh, baby," jihyo mutters.

she realises, tzuyu's not so much shaking from the cold than shaking from whatever happened to her before all this.

she's scared.

jihyo decides her questions can wait.

"take a shower, i'll get you a set of clothes," she says, stroking tzuyu's cheek one last time and laying her palms on tzuyu's knees. "okay?"

tzuyu catches jihyo's wrist before she stands up; whispers, "stay with me?"

her fingertips are still freezing, so jihyo adjusts her hold until her hands are covering tzuyu’s. just a little warmth.

“okay,” she raises their hands up to her lips, presses a kiss to tzuyu’s knuckles. “i’ll get us clothes.”

jihyo has seen her fair share of blood and slashes, but peeling tzuyu’s soaked red clothes off still makes her wince. tzuyu sucks in a sharp breath at times, some wounds a little more tender than others.

the most obvious ones are gashes below her ribs and another on her thigh, then bruises here and there. there’s more blood on her jaw, but jihyo can’t tell if they’re tzuyu’s or someone else's.

tzuyu stays close the entire shower, and jihyo focuses on washing her hair first. she kneads the shampoo into tzuyu’s head gently, massages her fingers into her scalp and detangles whatever she can.

the shower adds on to the rain outside; it’s loud in tzuyu’s ears, a mess of sounds.

tzuyu clenches her fists, lets jihyo work her fingers through her hair despite the sensitivity of water passing over her wounds.

she tries to focus on jihyo’s eyes – dark brown, then golden when the light catches them just right. they’re distracted and darting, cautious and wary, but soft around the edges, fading into black at the rim of her irises.

it becomes apparent that the blood on tzuyu's face isn't tzuyu's own. jihyo doesn't know if she should be worried or relieved.

she cleans tzuyu's wounds in the shower, too, gently rinsing the cuts with warm water. tzuyu flinches whenever jihyo dabs at it, whimpering and shaking softly.

jihyo intertwines her free hand with tzuyu’s, squeezing reassuringly. “just a little more, tzu.”

tzuyu squeezes back, eyes closed.

for the most part, jihyo's voice is soothing enough to help her endure the pain.

"this part won't hurt, don't worry."

she rests her head on jihyo's shoulder still, and jihyo tries not to ache too much at the feeling of tzuyu tearing up, holding her breath throughout.

the gashes don't look deep, so jihyo places a gauze dressing over them and settles with wrapping tzuyu up in bandages.

"can you walk?" jihyo asks, scratching lightly at tzuyu's scalp and running a thumb over the shell of her ear.

tzuyu nods, releasing the breath she was holding. she uses jihyo as leverage to stand up, but shifts most of her weight on her uninjured leg.

jihyo stands with her, letting tzuyu hold on to her shoulders as they dress.

"thank you," tzuyu says, slipping jihyo's oversized t-shirt on.

it fits just right when she wears it, and it smells perfectly of jihyo.

"sorry," she adds. "i won't– "

"don't be," jihyo cuts in. "i know it's a given for… what you do."

she curves her palm around tzuyu's jaw gently, almost as if she's afraid of hurting tzuyu. tzuyu can't help but turn her head to nuzzle into the touch.

"just come to me, okay? any time," jihyo continues, stroking tzuyu's face. "i'm always here. i'll always, always open the door for you. i'll do all of this again if you ever need it. remember that."

tzuyu nods. "i know."

she places a hand over jihyo's, kisses her palm.

remembers the storm outside, how she staggered through the downpour with barely any conscience, light-headed from the fight. she'd shown up at jihyo's house naturally; an innate desire to just want to be with jihyo.

there was nowhere else she’d rather have gone.

tzuyu wakes up in jihyo’s arms at dawn, turns her head to check if jihyo’s awake.

jihyo has tossed all the blankets over tzuyu, she knows tzuyu runs cold. she has one hand over the part of tzuyu’s abdomen that had been injured, and the other plays with tzuyu’s hair idly.

“i have to go to work,” she says, seeing that tzuyu had awoken. her voice is low and raspy in the morning. “will you stay?”

tzuyu hums, stretches until she can curl an arm around jihyo’s waist. “can i?”

she's still sore, and every move sends a sharp pain to the gashes. but it's better. better than if she were alone.

“always." jihyo kisses her temple.

she leans down again to brush tzuyu’s hair aside, presses another kiss to her forehead. “i have to get a few urgent things sorted at the office, but i’ll be home quickly, okay?”

tzuyu smiles. “i’ll be here.”

where else would she go?

the rain had stopped sometime in the night.

she’s warm, she’s safe.

and she’s with jihyo.

even if tzuyu is chaos in all her ways, jihyo is peace.

i'm sure this would've been a much nicer read if i'd wrote some backstory for them, but i couldn't get this particular scene out of my mind 🤧 it's meant to be detective!hyo / vigilante!tzu! is the suit part of tzuyu's vigilante get-up or is it just bc i find it hot? who knows <3 you can tell ttt crime scene 2 did a number on me

anyways, thank you for reading!!! i really loved writing this one, and i really hope you enjoyed it! interactions truly truly appreciated <3

#twice imagines #jihyo x tzuyu #twice fluff #twice angst #park jihyo #chou tzuyu #jitzu #but very light angst!#angst written simply to give rise to a fluffier ending <3 #title very very vaguely inspired from 披星戴月的想你 by 告五人 (accusefive)#the vibe of their songs in general fits very well here too!! highly recommend! theyre one of my favs :)#i wanted to write a datzu sick fic but everything felt too similar to “in pain in love” so ive put that aside until i forget ipil 🙏#and new gradient!! for angst fics 😁#would be ideal if i had the mental strength to make this a series and seriously flesh all these out #maybe one day #twice fics

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