#kim yoohyeon scenario

[suitkive]

✩ just swinging by — k.yh

pairing. yoohyeon (dreamcatcher) x fem reader

summary. ever since the mysterious web-swinging spider-woman first collapsed on your balcony by accident after a long night out fighting crime, she keeps coming back around with thank-you gifts and excuses to see you—and you slowly start to find yourself falling for the clumsy, kindhearted girl behind the mask.

info. college au, yoohyeon as spider-woman

warnings. swearing, blood/injury

word count. 4.6k (oops)

(a/n) insp. this moodboard i made a while ago :D

of all the things you were expecting to happen to you on a typical sunday night, the sudden appearance of a masked vigilante at your balcony was most certainly not one of them.

alright, rewind a bit. a CRASH jolts you awake in the middle of the night—though really it's morning, according to the glowing red digits on your alarm clock that read 3:49 AM—and you nearly fall out of your bed because that was loud, what the hell?

nerves running high and any remnants of sleep completely shaken out of your body, you get out of bed and slowly open your bedroom door only to be met with a blast of frigid night air. you blink a few times, just to make sure you're not seeing things.

"what the fuck," you say out loud.

your balcony door is gone.

no, wait—it's broken. shards of glass are everywhere, and there's a giant gaping hole where the sliding door used to be. and lying crumpled in a heap on the floor in front of it…

you fumble for the light switch, something you probably should've done as soon as you opened the door. the sight that greets you when the light turns on makes you wonder if you're still dreaming, because this can't actually be happening.

there is a superhero on your balcony.

and she's bleeding all over your carpet.

"oh my god—" you hurriedly rush over to get a better look. red-and-blue spandex that's torn in several places, a trail of spiderwebs clinging to her wrists, a large spider symbol printed on the front and back of her suit… it's spider-woman. spider-woman just crashed through your balcony door.

and she's bleeding. on your carpet.

"okay," you mumble, trying to think. at least the fresh night air coming from the massive hole in your balcony door does well to invigorate you. "okay, okay, i need to do something… oh god, my landlord is gonna be so pissed at me—"

the body on the floor lets out a weak groan, and you quickly kneel down next to her. "hello? are—are you okay?"

with great difficulty, the girl struggles to lift up her head. her mask obscures the entirety of her face, so you have a hard time telling whether or not she's fully conscious.

"…ow," she croaks out at last, and then her head falls back to the floor with a thunk. seconds later, her chest begins to slowly rise and fall. a soft snoring sound emits from her mask.

you take a deep breath. okay. you can deal with this.

so here you are almost three hours later, nursing a cup of much-needed coffee as you stare contemplatively at the now-bandaged but still-snoring superhero laid out on the couch in front of you. you had done your best to clean and treat her wounds with your limited medical knowledge (and the suspiciously well-stocked first aid kit that your weird roommate handong keeps in the cupboard), so now you're just waiting for her to wake up. which is taking way too long.

the clock on the coffee table reads 6:15 AM, and you glumly swish around the cold dregs of your morning coffee. it's almost time for you to leave for your 6:30 chemistry class, but it looks like spider-woman is still completely out of it.

after pacing around the kitchen of your tiny apartment for five more minutes, you impulsively grab a post-it note and scribble down a message for spider-woman to see when she wakes up. thankfully your roommate is literally never home, so there's no chance of anyone coming in here and discovering the superhero conked out on your couch.

you sign your name at the bottom of the note and stick it to spider-woman's forehead, hoping she'll be alright. as for your balcony door… thinking about how much it's going to cost to install a new one gives you a headache, so you just stick a large sheet of cardboard over the opening and resolve to take care of it as soon as you get home.

"this has been a very, very weird morning," you say out loud, because nothing about this feels real.

(then again, the tedious hours you spent cleaning up bits of glass from the floor and picking the webs off of spider-woman's suit definitely felt pretty real.)

you throw one last glance at the sleeping heap on your couch before you leave, only hoping that your life will get back to normal after today.

yoohyeon wakes up disoriented, aching all over, and with the horrifying realization that she has most definitely slept past all five of her monday morning alarms.

she blinks sleepily, slowly processing her surroundings. she's lying on a couch, someone has bandaged her wounds and swaddled her in blankets, yubin probably, she's an angel and the best guy in the chair yoohyeon could ever ask for and… whoa, wait a minute.

this isn't her apartment.

with that horrifying realization, yoohyeon sits straight up and whips her head around in a panic. her surroundings are entirely unfamiliar, and she's about to call yubin before remembering that yubin is unreachable right now—away on some sort of top-secret mission that's supposed to last, like, three months. yoohyeon groans. why am i actually the worst superhero ever?

then she realizes that there's something stuck to her forehead and reaches up to find a neon green sticky note with some writing on it, which she slowly reads through with a good deal of trepidation.

hey, you crashed into my apartment last night—you were unconscious but i didn't see your face, don't worry! i fixed up your injuries as best i could but now i need to leave for class, so i hope you'll be okay when you wake up. just remember to put the cardboard back over the balcony door so birds won't fly in or anything :)

phew. so yoohyeon's secret identity hasn't been leaked, that's a relief… but she essentially broke into an innocent civilian's apartment, which she doesn't exactly feel great about. i need to make this right.

"oh, wait—" yoohyeon realizes something and jumps to her feet, the blankets falling around her. "shit, i'm late for class!"

you're dutifully taking notes as the professor drones on about chemical equations, though you're struggling to stay focused—seriously, who decided that 6:30am classes on a monday was a good idea?—when suddenly the doors to the lecture hall burst open and a girl runs in, flushed and panting heavily.

"i am so sorry," she wheezes, bracing her hands on her knees to catch her breath. "i overslept…"

the professor sighs and waves off her apology. "don't let it happen again," he says sternly, then continues his lecture.

you cast the girl a curious glance as she shuffles shamefully to an empty seat and starts unpacking her things. she's tall and lanky, with long two-toned hair tied in a haphazard ponytail and glasses that she has to push back up when they start to slip down her face. you make eye contact for a brief moment, then you resume paying attention to the professor without giving the encounter too much thought.

after classes end, you go back to your apartment to find the place superhero-less. the blankets are folded messily on the couch and there's a small tear in the cardboard that's covering the opening in your balcony, as if someone was in a hurry to leave.

you shrug off your bags with a sigh and go to dial up your landlord.

almost a week passes without further incident. you get your balcony door replaced so it's like nothing ever happened, and your life is just starting to get back into the usual swing of things when spider-woman shows up at your balcony again.

a thump is what wakes you up prematurely this time—it's literally 5am which is way too early for a saturday morning of all days—and you groggily stumble out of your bedroom, fearing the worst. you know it can't be a burglar since you live on the seventh floor, so there's only one person it could be…

luckily, the glass door is fully intact when you pull back the curtains to check. however, there is currently a superhero lying curled in a ball on your balcony. a very familiar superhero wearing a red-and-blue suit with a spider symbol on it.

"oh… oh, no," groans spider-woman when she hears you slide open the door. she weakly tries to drag herself to her feet, but she slumps back to the ground and you notice, with concern, the bleeding scratches all over her body. "oh man, i did it again… i'm so sorry, i'm gonna leave, just… wow you're so pretty… sorry, i should really leave—"

"no, it's okay!" you rush to reassure her, kneeling down next to her and offering your hand. "you can't go back out there like that, let me help you."

she winces, though whether it's from pain or embarrassment you can't tell. "i am so sorry," she repeats, and something about her voice seems oddly familiar, but you're too preoccupied with getting her inside to dwell on that.

the superhero keeps rambling as you half-drag, half-carry her to the couch. "i didn't mean to come here again, it's just i usually go to my friend's place when i'm injured but she's away and i got lost and mistook your apartment for mine the last time and i'm really sorry about breaking your door, it was just so dark and i had a really long day and i wasn't thinking straight and i probably gave you so much trouble—ow!"

"sorry!" you flinch and let go of her. "is your arm okay? what happened?"

"i… um." spider-woman chuckles nervously. "i kind of swung into a building? i didn't break any windows or anything! i might've broken my arm though."

you can't help but laugh, finding her awkward manner strangely endearing. "let me take a look, it might be dislocated or something."

it turns out it's just bruised, so you get her some ice and busy yourself fixing up her injuries. she repeatedly tries to convince you that she can do it herself in between a steady stream of more apologies, but she looks like she's one step away from passing out, so you insist on helping her.

"how'd you get all these cuts and scratches, anyway?" you ask, opening the bottle of antiseptic and setting out some gauze. "if you don't mind me asking, that is."

"no, it's fine! um…" spider-woman tilts her head, as if trying to remember. "the ones on my ribs are from some muggers with knives, kids really but there were four of them and only one of me so yeah… and the ones on my arms are from the black cat, you know, my nemesis? she was robbing a jewelry store and i managed to stop her but she still escaped and also got me a few times with her claws… oh, and there's this cut on my forehead that i got when i accidentally tripped and hit my head on a wall corner a few hours ago… but i can fix that on my own! you know, cause i'd have to take the mask off for that, and like, i can't reveal my secret identity 'cause dami—that's my guy in the chair—dami would kill me, haha…"

by the time she's done talking, you've finished cleaning and wrapping all of her wounds. there's just the cut on her forehead that's left, which is still bleeding despite her flippant assurances that it doesn't even hurt.

"that looks pretty bad," you note, kneeling down beside the couch and leaning in closer to inspect it. you gently press a paper towel to the bleeding area, using your other hand to brush a stray drop of blood from her cheek. "are you able to swing like that?"

there's a beat of silence. you realize that spider-woman has gone perfectly still, and also that your faces are extremely close together.

"sorry—" you shift away apologetically, worried that you made her uncomfortable. "you probably don't like it when people touch your suit."

"it's okay!" spider-woman's voice comes out as a strangled squawk, and she quickly coughs to clear her throat. "um. i was just. surprised."

"oh… well then." you stand up and glance awkwardly around your apartment, at a loss for what to do next. "so uh… how are you feeling?"

she springs up from the couch, startling you. "a lot better, thank you so much! i've caused you way too much trouble so… i should probably get going now, huh."

"are you okay to swing with your injuries and all?" you ask as she half-walks, half-slides to the balcony in this self-consciously exaggerated way. "they looked really painful when you arrived here."

"this is nothing," she responds with a casual wave of her hand, hoisting herself up onto the balcony railing in a quick graceful movement. "i heal pretty fast, so they barely even hurt anymore."

"that's good, then." you lean against the doorframe, somewhat saddened to see her go. strangely enough, you've actually been enjoying her company despite the fact that she quite literally crashed into your apartment and woke you up in the middle of the night.

spider-woman clears her throat. "uhh—maybe i'll see you around sometime," she says, a hopeful lilt to her voice.

the sun is starting to rise, peeking over the tops of the city skyline and bathing your apartment in soft golden light. spider-woman tilts her head at you, and you're almost completely certain that she's smiling under her mask.

"yeah," you respond, smiling back and raising a hand to shade your face from the sun. "i'll see you around sometime, superhero."

spider-woman gives you a jaunty little two-fingered salute, and then she's launching herself backwards off the railing with a carefree whoop. she disappears from your view for a few heart-stopping moments, but then a web shoots up and she's swinging away in between the skyscrapers until she's out of sight.

the next day, you open the curtains to find a small bouquet of red and blue flowers sitting on your balcony. they look wind-blown and slightly frayed, and the thought of a certain superhero swinging through the city with the little pot tucked carefully under her arm makes you grin despite yourself.

you get the feeling you won't be seeing the last of her any time soon.

"um, is it okay if i sit here?"

you glance up from the chemical equations on your laptop screen, meeting the eyes of a tall girl who's fidgeting nervously with the ends of her long hair. vaguely, you recognize her as that clumsy student who ran into class late last week.

"oh, sure," you say after a confused beat, shifting over slightly to make more room for her. something about her voice rings a bell, but you're not sure why it sounds so familiar. i've probably just heard her talking to her friends before, you rationalize.

"thanks!" she sits down and starts taking out her stuff, smiling hesitantly at you. "i'm kim yoohyeon, it's nice to meet you."

she has a pretty smile, you note while you introduce yourself. "it's nice to meet you too."

yoohyeon seems shy around you and doesn't talk much, but there's something captivating about her that you can't quite figure out exactly. she pays close attention to the professor during the lecture, though occasionally you'll look over to catch her stealing glances at you—she always blushes and quickly looks away, piquing your curiosity. hmmm.

after an extremely long and boring hour, the class is over and everyone starts packing up and filtering out of the lecture hall. you're packing up as well when your arm brushes against yoohyeon's by accident, and her cheeks flush bright red as she stares at you wide-eyed.

"i—" yoohyeon clears her throat. "bye!" she squeaks, and then she's shooting out the doors before you can even open your mouth to reply.

huh, how strange.

you're studying at your kitchen table one afternoon, curtains open to let some sun into your apartment, when you hear a tap-tap-tap on your balcony door and look up to see spider-woman crouched outside.

"i hope this isn't creepy," she rushes to say as soon as you slide open the door. "i was just, er, in the area and i thought i'd swing by and say hello… um, i brought you a croissant! as thanks for, y'know, everything."

"wow, thank you," you say in surprise, taking the paper bakery bag that she's hopefully holding out to you. the chocolate croissant inside is a little flattened, but you're warmed by the gesture regardless.

"no problem!" spider-woman jumps back up onto the balcony railing, sitting and swinging her legs like a little kid. "so, uh, yeah. just wanted to do that. i hope it wasn't weird. was it weird?"

you can't help but laugh. "you're cute," you say sincerely, the words slipping out against your will—flustered, you quickly change the subject before she can notice. "um, i'm not really busy right now so… you can come in and hang out for a bit, if you want."

"really?" she tentatively slides off the railing and trots inside after you like a lost puppy. "i feel bad for intruding—ooh, were you doing homework?"

"yeah, just studying for a test," you respond, sitting down and gesturing for her to pull out a chair as well. "do you know anything about chemistry?"

"i love it!" she exclaims, perking up and scooting closer to get a better look at your notes. "i first made my web fluid in my high school chemistry lab actually, it was… well, it was a learning experience. what are you studying?"

"acid-base reactions, most of it went over my head when my professor was lecturing about it…"

before you know it, two hours have gone by in a flash. spider-woman just has this bright and likable aura around her, and as she chatters about chemistry with infectious enthusiasm and tells you funny stories about her experiences as the city's resident superhero, you find that you already feel even more at ease with her than you are with your own roommate.

"we should do this again soon," you tell her when she has to leave, standing on your balcony surrounded by the bustling sounds of the city. "and be careful, alright? don't go swinging into any more buildings."

"i promise!" she assures you with a laugh, giving you a cheerful wave before she jumps from your balcony and swings off.

after that, spider-woman starts swinging by to see you a lot more often. you can tell she still feels guilty about accidentally breaking into your apartment, because she always comes with gifts of flowers or random pastries from the bakery down the street.

"you really don't need to go to all this trouble for me," you tell her, amused, when she presents you with an entire cake.

"it's no trouble at all!" she insists cheerfully, then gasps. "unless you don't like it. do you not like it?"

"no! i really appreciate it, i promise. it's just, you don't have to get me stuff if you don't want to."

"i want to!"

it's after a few weeks of the dorky superhero swinging by your apartment that you begin to realize you might be developing a bit of a crush on her. which is ridiculous, really, considering you have no idea what she looks like under the mask and you don't know her real name either. you don't know anything about her.

but you do know her, in a way. you know that she likes to pretend she's this cool badass superhero when in reality she's just a science nerd who gets excited about mixing chemicals. you know that she loves rescuing kittens from trees even though she's scared of cats, just because it's worth it to see the relief on its owner's face. you know that she sometimes swings by elementary schools during recess because a wave or a thumbs-up from spider-woman always makes the kids' entire day. you know that she's smart, she's kind, she's clumsy, she loves helping people more than anything.

you know her well enough for your heart to flutter every time you hear her tap on your balcony door, no matter the time or reason. she usually comes by during the day now, just to bring you gifts and hang out, but every once in a while she'll still crash on your balcony in the middle of the night with injuries from fighting crime.

this is one of those nights, apparently. a forceful knock on your front door is what wakes you up at 11pm one sunday night, and you groan as you're violently dragged out of your peaceful sleep.

"coming," you mumble half to yourself, throwing a random hoodie over your pajamas and hauling yourself to the door. "i have class tomorrow, who even—"

it's spider-woman, leaning heavily against the doorframe. "hi," she croaks. the knocking must have tired her out, because she topples into your arms as soon as you open the door.

"what…" you blink groggily for a few seconds, slowly processing the girl draped all over you. your half-asleep brain notes that she's very warm. it's like a nice blanket.

then you realize that your apartment door is still wide open, and the city's most famous superhero is just standing right there in the hall where anyone could see. "what are you doing here?" you yelp, pulling her inside and hurrying to close the door. "you're in your suit and everything! did anyone see you come up?"

"dunno," she mumbles, tucking her face into the crook of your neck. "i hit my head really hard. didn't think swinging was a good idea…"

you maneuver the superhero onto your couch, and she whines when you pull away to go get the medical kit. "hurts."

"looks like there isn't any bleeding," you say, kneeling down next to the couch and examining her head. "do you think it might be a concussion?"

"probably," she rasps, squishing herself further into the couch and looking like a burrito with the blanket you put over her. "should heal in a few hours."

you furrow your brow, still not used to what she calls her spidey-healing. "okay, get some sleep. you can stay here as long as you want, alright?"

"gotta wake up early," she says drowsily. "chemistry lab tomorrow…"

you blink. you… also have a chemistry lab tomorrow. "is that so?"

"yeah." you think her eyes are closed behind her mask, but then she shifts her head slightly and giggles softly to herself. "you're sooo pretty… i was so scared to talk to you in class."

wait, what?

spider-woman keeps rambling as she drifts off to sleep. "wanted to ask you out… but i was too shy without the mask. ran away, so embarrassing…"

wait, what?

"you're really cool," she mumbles. "and nice… and pretty… i like you a lot… want to take care of you like… like you take care of me…"

a pause. "you should go out with me," she says, then falls silent. tiny snores start coming out of her mask.

you slowly stand up, head spinning with all these new revelations.

huh.

you decide to go back to sleep.

it's around three in the morning when you wake up again to the sounds of someone shuffling around in the living room. you reluctantly slide out of your nice warm bed, slipping a hoodie on and heading out of your bedroom to find the source of the commotion.

"sorry, did i wake you?" spider-woman hovers uncertainly by the open door, dressed in civilian clothes—a hoodie and sweatpants—though she still has her spider-woman mask on, which looks so ridiculous that you have to smile at the sight.

"yeah… you're leaving already?" you ask, rubbing your eyes and yawning.

"yep," she says, awkwardly shifting her bundled-up superhero suit from hand to hand. "um. you should go back to bed, i know you have an early class tomorrow…" and so do i, she thinks to herself ruefully.

"let me see you off first," you insist through another yawn, covering your mouth with one oversized hoodie sleeve. "be careful on your way down, okay?"

"i will," she mumbles shyly. you can't see it, but she's blushing so hard at the gentleness in your voice and the soft way you're looking at her that she's scared her mask might burn right off her face. i've got to leave before i do anything stupid, she thinks, embarrassed. why is she so nice… and pretty…

the superhero is halfway down the hall when you remember all of last night's events and suddenly get an idea.

"yoohyeon," you call out, leaning against your doorframe.

she stops and turns around. "yeah?"

a pause.

you see the exact moment she realizes. "i—oh fuck—i mean, um—" she flounders, wildly looking around and laughing nervously. "wh-who's yoohyeon? i'm just your friendly neighbourhood spider-kim—i mean—"

you smile teasingly. "next time you ask me on a date, do it when you're not suffering from a concussion."

you don't know what her facial expression is like under her mask, but spider-woman—yoohyeon��looks like she's about to pass out, if the way she's clutching her suit in a death grip is any indication.

your smile softens. "i like you too, just so you know. a lot." you step back inside your apartment, but then you poke your head out again (yoohyeon is still standing there, frozen in shock) and add, "come back and ask me again tomorrow, okay? properly."

you close the door and take a deep breath. you feel as if your heart had stopped beating momentarily, but now it resumes racing excitedly in your chest.

hopefully i didn't just make a huge mistake.

meanwhile, yoohyeon is practically having heart palpitations outside. she spends a while just gaping like a fish at your closed door, but then she comes to her senses and practically breaks her neck sprinting to the elevator.

oh god, i need to look nice tomorrow!

the next morning, you're sitting at the kitchen table doing some studying before class when you hear the distinct noise of feet landing lightly on your balcony outside. there's the sounds of someone pacing for a while. then a light knock sounds on the glass door, making you turn around.

it's yoohyeon. not spider-woman, but kim yoohyeon from your 6:30am chemistry class. she's wearing jeans and a turtleneck sweater, her long hair falling in soft waves past her shoulders and her dark brown eyes bravely staring into yours. in her hands is a small bouquet of red-and-blue flowers.

"did you swing up here?" you ask incredulously, tearing your eyes away from her and looking around. the sun is starting to rise, painting the sky in a soft rosy hue that matches the blush on yoohyeon's face. "did—"

"wait—please don't say anything," she interrupts, eyes squeezed shut. "before i chicken out."

she takes a deep breath and opens her eyes, meeting your gaze. "hi, i'm kim yoohyeon. um, i'm also spider-woman, and i… i'd really like to take you out on a date sometime."

she smiles hopefully at you. you step closer to her, taking the bouquet from her hands and leaning up to press a kiss to her cheek. yoohyeon's blush intensifies, and your heart soars.

"it's nice to meet you, kim yoohyeon," you tell her, matching her smile. "and i'd love to go out with you."

[mandu-17]

Propose | Kim Yoohyeon x fem! reader

Warnings: kidnapping, manipulation, cursing, mentions of drinking alcohol, brawl

Genre: Angst with a happy ending, a bit of comedy here and there, Mafia AU

Wordcount: ~ 4,175

A/N: i had this written down long time ago tbh and when i heard dreamcatcher’s propose i thought i’d share it with you cause the lyrics kinda matches👀 let me know what you thinkk

You remember very vividly the day your whole life changed. It didn’t feel real, just a few days ago you’d been a normal young woman working at this Italian restaurant as a waitress and then suddenly you found yourself dragged into mafia’s dirty world. A huge misunderstanding. You’d never expect that tall, gorgeous short-haired woman to be a mafia member. You’d never expect Yoohyeon - that was her name - to be spying on you.

When she walked into the restaurant for the very first time and directly asked your colleague for you to get her order, you couldn’t believe it. Despite being shy, you felt beyond happy about an attractive, charming stranger wanting to have an encounter with you out of all other waitresses and waiters. You didn’t question Yoohyeon’s flirting or her curious eyes glued to your figure even while you were serving other customers. It seemed okay, more than that actually. You liked being the centre of her attention.

Yoohyeon visited restaurant few more times, always getting a Margarita from you. She’d take her time drinking it while admiring the surroundings and simply walk away after winking your way. She was generous, tipped you a lot which was another reason why you were so fond of her.

That day, there was an accident, someone drunk barged into restaurant. He kept yelling at one of the customers accusing him of lying and stealing money. His whole face turned red from all the anger, alcohol and emotions he’d been dealing with. You coworker Mark, who was also a waiter, tried to ease their nerves and not cause panic in between other guests. Unfortunately, Mark didn’t manage to take control of the situation.

You froze on the spot watching as one of the men, the drunk one, rushed to punch the other nearly sending him off the chair. That’s when even worse thing happened. The other guy started defending himself with a knife which he sneakily took from the table. Mark quickly jumped, truth be told he’d have no chance against them. It was too risky for him to intervene, so he did the only thing he could - called the police.

All of other guests were running out, as the place was slowly being demolished. It was pure chaos. You felt many people pushing through, not caring about your body. You’d almost fall to the floor as well if it weren’t for someone grabbing your wrist and pulling into themselves forcefully, yet there was a subtle tenderness to it.

“Yoohyeon.” You gasped once your hands landed on her shoulders for some support.

“It’s dangerous here, Y/N. We need to go.” The look in her eyes was so intense that you had to really push yourself in order to glance around. Almost everyone else had ran away. Yohyeon was right. You needed to find a safe place and wait for the police.

With a tight grip on your hand Yoohyeon led you outside. Something about her calm aura and confidence let you feel safe. You began to scan her body, she had great physics. Strong muscles currently covered by suit pants and a white shirt. Her face remained almost neutral, except for the gentle frown on her forehead. It only made her more attractive in your eyes, though.

Outside, you found a bit less crowded space a few meters away from the restaurant’s entrance. While you stayed focused on the situation in front of you, you missed the way Yoohyeon nodded at someone behind you.

“I’m sorry.” She suddenly said quietly.

“For wha-”

~

You woke up in a dark room which kind of reminded of a warehouse. Panic in your eyes, as you glanced around. Did you just get kidnapped?

It didn’t sit right with you.

“Finally.” Your head snapped in the direction of the voice.

“Long time no see, huh?” A tall, dark-haired woman addressed you, a satisfied smirk present on her face.

“What? What is going on? It’s a misunderstanding.”

“Don’t play innocent now, Karla. You really thought you’d get away with everything you’ve done to me?”

Karla? Who the hell was Karla?

“I am not Karla, I swear. You got the wrong person. I’m Y/N.” The woman in front of you laughed at your shaking voice.

“I have to admit, you’ve always been a good actress.” She took slow steps towards you, a dangerous glint in her eyes. “But you won’t fool me again.”

You gulped the second she knelt in front of you to look you straight in the eyes.

“I can prove it. I have no idea who Karla even is. You got the wrong person. Believe me please.”

Woman’s head tilted to the side, that’s when you finally spotted Yoohyeon leaning against the wall. Her hands behind her back, as she watched the scene with that small frown.

“Yoohyeon! What did you do?! You know I’m not Karla!” Your eyes met, but there was no empathy in hers. She stared at you blankly.

“Yoohyeon only fulfilled my order which was to catch you, the hacker.” Woman in front of you held up a picture of... someone very similar. You had to admit she looked just like you although you’d never wear her clothes. Nevertheless, your eyes widened in shock.

“I-I-That’s not me, I swear. She looks almost identical, but really it can’t be me. I’m just a waitress and a student during weekends. Yoohyeon knows it!”

You so badly wanted another girl to take action and agree with you. You thought she was smarter than that. There was no way for you to be involved in mafia’s world.

“Woah, have you already fallen for her? You think she’d like someone like you? Oh, please.”

Angry tears blurred your vision. So that’s why Yoohyeon wanted your attention. She was only fulfilling orders. You understood it when she remained motionless against the wall.

“Yoohyeon.” This time leader’s voice was surprisingly stern, far from amusement she was expressing moments ago. One word was enough for the brunette to immediately approach both of you.

“Yes?” Her cautious eyes focused on the other woman.

“Meet me in my office in ten minutes.”

Yoohyeon nodded as you watched the leader walk away. Apparently, now it was her job to look after you.

“Come on, I’ll show you your room.” Yoohyeon said over her shoulder already on her way out of the room. You hated how empty she sounded like. You hated her current facial expression. Who did she think she was? There was no way she’ll tell you what to do.

“Y/N?” Brunette turned around when she didn’t hear you getting up.

“Fuck you! I’m not going anywhere. You know damn right I have nothing in common with mafia! Why did you do that?! Why did you stay quiet when she was talking to me?” You rose on your feet, angry tears now streaming down your face. Yoohyeon clenched her jaw and quickly approached you while pinning against the nearest wall. You froze in her strong grip, you actually had no chance against her muscular body.

“I am only doing my job, okay? Stop whining and follow me. You’re already causing trouble.” She growled in your ear and you couldn’t remember the last time you felt so scared.

Her eyes were piercing through you with so much anger, Yoohyeon’s body tightly pressed against your own didn’t help either.

You really were at her mercy. She could crash you any second. For a short moment the two of you had a silent, intense battle with your eyes. Then Yoohyeon stepped back and once again told you to follow her. You had no choice. Slowly you dragged your feet behind her tall figure. While passing through different doors and halls you began to wonder how she could be such a good actress.

Just days ago, God - you didn’t even know how long you’d been there for, Yoohyeon was sending you all these winks and smiles. How could you be so naive? How could you let her manipulate you so easily? This new side of Yoohyeon, her true side that you were now following made your stomach sick. You were terrified of what she was truly capable of.

~ About an hour later ~

Sitting on the floor with your back against the wall you were looking around your new room. There had to be a way to escape. Yoohyeon left you there before heading to her leader. She told you to ‘wait and behave’.

How nice of her, you thought sarcastically.

You sighed and curled your legs against your chest. Hunger was slowly getting at you, as well as tiredness. Although there was no way you’d fall asleep in that poorly-arranged place full of old boxes and pallets. The door had a glass in it, but unfortunately it was made out of bullet-proof glass meaning running away through it was close to impossible.

As you kept eyeing the entrance, it suddenly swung open revealing Yoohyeon with a paper bag of what looked like take-out. After closing the door, she knelt down in front of you.

“Hope you like noodles.”

You stared at the bag she put in the middle of your bodies, a frown building on your face.

Wait, what?

She actually sounded kind, too.

“Not hungry.” You turned your head to the side, refusing both her food and conversation. You knew better, they could poison you.

“I know you are, but whatever. It’s not poisoned or anything if that’s what you’re worried about.” Yoohyeon crossed her legs on the floor, her moves remained calm which you took as a good sign. You just had no idea when she’d become aggressive again.

Few seconds of an awkward silence later Yoohyeon spoke again.

“Is it true?” Her voice was really soft, a part of you wanted to believe that she came back to you. “That you’re not Karla and actually have nothing to do with the mafia?”

You met her eyes, aware that Yoohyeon tried to read through you and your emotions - something she was actually very experienced with.

“It is true. I have no idea what’s really going on and this whole situation scares me a lot.” There was a slight crack in your voice. That’s when Yoohyeon’s signature frown came back.

“That mean Karla has doppelgangers. I think that’s the case and you’re simply a victim of hers.” Short-haired nodded to herself, her gaze seemed a bit distant now as she was trying to put pieces together. “Jiu also thinks it could be a mistake that we got you and not her.”

“What does that mean then? Who’s Jiu?” You looked at her, desperately looking for answers. It was about your whole life at this point.

“Jiu’s the leader, she was talking to you earlier. Still, she’s unsure whether or not you’re only acting innocent so we need to wait for her decision.” She shrugged, as if it wasn’t a big deal.

“Are you kidding me? You’re going to let an innocent person get hurt or even killed because of your leader? Fuck, Yoohyeon! It’s my life on the line here.” This was ridiculous, you just had to raise your voice in frustration.

“Shut up. Yelling won’t fix anything.” One sentence was enough for your eyes to fill with tears again. You hated the woman in front of you, with your whole heart you despised her. “My life’s on the line too, if you weren’t aware. Although, Jiu’d never hurt me. We just have to wait few more days and then we’ll know what’s coming.”

As she finished talking, Yoohyeon gently clapped both her thighs announcing that she was done.

“Eat up.” Her monotonous was back the second she got on her feet.

You couldn’t believe she was real, it was impossible for a human being to be so awful. Eating was now the last thing you could think of.

“You know I’m innocent, right?” Before she left, you asked in a small voice filled with a tiny bit of hope.

Yoohyeon then turned around to analyze your features. Her eyes watched you carefully for what seemed like eternity. She let herself stare at you for a moment longer before finally blinking and gulping. She looked away, you had no idea what was going on in her head.

When she reached out for the doorknob you felt a single tear wetting your right cheek. You were convinced that there was no rescue for you, no escape.

She let out above the whisper, but she knew you could hear her.

“I know.”

~ The next day ~

Despite trying your best to stay awake in a foreign, dangerous place, your eyes fell closed eventually. You were completely worn out and mentally exhausted. There were no windows in the room so you had no idea what time it even was and for how long you were asleep.

It was Jiu who woke you up this time.

“Wake up, sleepyhead.” She addressed you noticing your body laying on the cold floor. All your muscles were sore because of how uncomfortable your position was. Anxiously, you looked up at her smirking face. “Come on, we’ll have some fun somewhere else.”

With a gulp, you got onto your shaky legs. You had no choice but to follow her. Like a prisoner.

Few minutes later Jiu told you to take a seat on a wooden chair, as she sat down on the other side of the enormous desk. Interrogation began.

The leader kept showing you pictures, most of them being very graphic, but it was the first time you’d seen them. You had no idea who these people, victims were. Even after asking the same questions over and over again, Jiu didn’t believe you. Both of you felt like going crazy. You wanted to be free again and she didn’t really know what to do. Finally, after sighing tiredly, she took her phone and called someone. Jiu spoke shortly, her tone didn’t leave any room to argue.

When a tall, well-built woman came in, you had a hunch where everything was heading to. Especially since she was carrying a baseball bat. They wanted to torture you.

“Handong, look at these.” Jiu’s words made the woman approach the leader immediately. She stood behind her and was analyzing both pictures and documents on the desk.

That was your chance.

You quickly glanced at the massive door before making a decision. You needed to run away, fast.

As if electrified you jumped out of the chair ignoring Jiu’s mad calls and Handong running after you. There was no looking back, as you paced through the huge warehouse. By taking a few random turns, you managed to lose the woman following you. Luckily you found space with no people in it. The only minus was that you didn’t know where to go and what was truly ahead of you. Which is why you totally didn’t expect a sudden set of stairs leading to the basement.

With a groan, you fell down while probably twisting your left ankle. You had no more power in you, no more energy to run. The pain was too overwhelming. The only thing that came to your mind was hiding, so that no one could see you in that long hall.

You crawled behind a huge plastic box filled with some liquid and hid between it and the wall. If someone was using the stairs, they wouldn’t see you.

Then, all of the sudden, you heard two pairs of steps nearing. One from the above, running and another from down the hall - steady and slow.

“Hey! Have you seen that Karla girl?” This had to be Handong on top of the stairs, but who wsa she talking to?

“No, but try in the garage. I heard someone running there.” Yoohyeon.

Your eyes widened and you did everything you could not to make a sound. While holding your breath, you heard Handong running again in a different direction. You were praying that Yoohyeon would also go somewhere else and not notice you.

You remained quiet, just when you thought she was walking away, her face came into your view as she crouched beside you. In shock, you almost yelped but quickly covered your mouth with your hand. Short-haired was watching you with that unreadable expression before smiling amused.

“Watch out for the stairs next time, will you?”

So she knew it was you, but still told Handong to go somewhere else?

“What? Did you just keep me covered?” You couldn’t believe it.

“I know what I’m doing, okay?” Yoohyeon looked at you expecting an affirmation, one of her eyebrows raised. Simply, you nodded not trusting your own voice anymore. “Let’s go, I’ll bring you back to your room.”

It was very weird. Why would she do that when you were in the middle of talking to Jiu? Shouldn’t she bring you back to her leader?

Confused, you got up but was reminded of your injured leg. Yoohyeon saw you flinching with every step you took, but the moment she opened her mouth you protested.

“I’m fine.” Stubbornly, you followed her.

In response, Yoohyeon rolled her eyes and after two more meters of you still not catching up, she turned around. Wordlessly, she closed the distance between you two and lifted you in her arms. You were beyond speechless when she readjusted your body, making you wrap your arms around her neck in a hurry in order not to fall. She held you in a bridal carry method. Her grip really strong, she didn’t even look like she was struggling with all your weight on her.

“Why are you doing this?” You used the opportunity to study her face. Neutral and bored almost as always. That’s what made her so unpredictable. You never knew what she was thinking.

“Why are you so stubborn?” She asked back.

This time, you rolled your eyes.

You chose to stay quiet for the rest of the way. Truth be told, you kind of felt okay with Yoohyeon holding you like that. Almost safe. You enjoyed the leather material of her jacket and the feeling of her hair brushing against your hand as it bounced along with her steps.

Her smell was also nice, strong yet comforting. Finally, you couldn’t help but stare at her lips. They were so close, barely a breath away. Yoohyeon’s whole body was very warm. The contrast to the air and atmosphere around you.

With a deep sigh you hated to admit it, but you liked being this close to her. You wished you could stay like this for a long time.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” Yoohyeon smirked at you, noticing how you were constantly ogling her.

“Very funny.” Your response was quiet and filled with sarcasm as your eyes narrowed in annoyance.

Since she didn’t appreciate your staring and teased you about it you rested your head against her shoulder, almost in the crock of her neck. Your breaths must have tickled her skin as goosebumps slowly appeared. You felt yourself smiling gently.

“You can get off now, you know.” Once again her voice was full of amusement. She just loved making fun of you, didn’t she? Although, you had no idea when you even managed to enter your room.

“Right.” Mumbling, you got on your own feet with a pained expression when your left leg hit the floor. Yoohyeon’s hand stayed on your waist in case you couldn’t find balance, for that you were grateful.

“Let me see it.” She helped you slowly sit down and examined your ankle. You gasped when she turned it in her hand a bit too fast. Nevertheless, her touches were gentle, it didn’t seem like she wanted to hurt you. She even apologized for grasping your leg too hard.

“It’s twisted, I’ll get some bandage. Don’t move it too much, okay?”

It’s not like you physically could.

Moments later, Yoohyeon came back with a bandage and a weird smile playing on her lips.

“What’s so funny?” You frowned when she began to wrap your ankle without a word. She was very delicate while helping you.

“Jiu and Handong are still looking for you.”

Are they dumb? Or is Yoohyeon the insane one?

After all, she’s incredibly brave to go behind her leader’s back like that.

“Are they going to hurt me for running away?” Fear present in your voice as you whispered.

“I’ll take care of it.” Yoohyeon said seriously, your eyes met briefly. It was her way of confirming and keeping her promise. Eye contact.

“I see you haven’t eaten yet?” With a glance at the unopened take-out bag, she finished wrapping your your leg. It felt slightly better already. “What food do you like then? Rice, chicken, pizza?”

“Pad Thai’s fine.”

“We’ll go once it’s all over.” Yoohyeon nodded while standing up.

“Are you asking me on a date?” You blurted out of blue. You had every right to be confused. With Yoohyeon nothing was certain.

“That’s for me to know and for you to...” With a light shrug, she turned around and left.

You shook your head and leaned against the wall. What world was she living in?

That was an excellent question.

~

Later that day Jiu visited you for the second time. She seemed to lack some of determination she’d had earlier.

“Yoohyeon twisted your ankle?” Was the first thing she said. Her eyebrows raised in disbelief, she looked comical almost.

You opened your mouth to protest, but were fast enough to catch up on what was going on.

“Yes.” You kept your head low in order not to give yourself away.

“That’s a bit weird of her.” Jiu admitted out loud before remembering what she came for in the first place. “Listen, Y/N.”

It was the first time she used your real name. Did she understand that you were not the one she was looking for?

“You’re in danger now. Karla changed her appearance on purpose so she has people who look like her. Which means that you can be targeted by many people.” You looked up to meet Jiu’s eyes. Her face was serious, but since she was warning you like this, it meant that she’ll let you go, right?

“However, just as much as you’re in danger- you’re also lucky.” Jiu sighed upon seeing your lost expression. “You’re lucky Yoohyeon likes you. She won’t let anybody hurt you.”

Now it all made no sense. It was ridiculous for the leader to even be saying such things.

“But she twisted my ankle.” Unsure, you argued causing dark-haired woman to chuckle.

“She lied straight in my face about twisting your leg. I saw how you fell down the stairs on cameras and Yoohyeon still chose to lie about you. You’ll be safe with her.” Something on Jiu’s face changed. Now, she looked like she was having a conversation with a friends or something. Almost like she was giving advises to someone close to her.

Your tongue was tied. You had so many things to ask her, yet you didn’t know where to start.

“A-Aren’t you mad?”

“At her or at you?” Catching you off guard, Jiu sat down next to you.

“Both?” You honestly felt like everyone there was making an idiot out of you.

“I’ve known Yoohyeon since I can remember. I can tell right away when she’s lying or when she likes someone. It’s the first time she behaved like that, though. She’s never tried to protect someone so much.” You looked down feeling your cheeks warm up. “I’m not mad at her for that. I want her to be happy. I’m also not mad at you. Just frustrated, but nothing about it is your fault.”

You nodded acknowledging, but also appreciating her calm voice. Jiu seemed alright.

Now, you were feeling both excited and very nervous about meeting Yoohyeon again.

You had a lot to talk about.

~

While admiring the first sunset in the last few days you were waiting for Yoohyeon at the back of the old warehouse. Handong was the one who walked you outside. She helped you with the ankle and told you to wait few more minutes for the short-haired.

The second you heard steps coming your way, you turned around. Yoohyeon’s hair was bouncing as she walked towards you, her hands hidden in the pockets of her jacket.

“You up for some Pad Thai?” She asked with that damn smile.

After a nice evening out, she walked you home or more accurately carried on her back. Her strong hands were holding your thighs. Your arms were hugging her neck and you let your body press against her back fully.

“I like your perfume.” You shyly said.

It was now completely dark outside, but you weren’t afraid. Yoohyeon wouldn’t let anything happen to you. You knew that now.

“Thanks, it’s Gucci.” She giggled randomly making you laugh as well. You felt every vibration of hers. Every breath she took.

You wanted to stay close to her forever.

[hwapetals]

i don't care!

pairing - best friend turned lover!yoohyeon x gn!reader genre - fluff warning(s) - just swearing! summary - yoohyeon's first date with you! author's note - not proofread, whoops. idk about anyone else but nervous yoohyeon is really cute to me word count - 626 words

well, you could argue that she cared. a lot. 

yoohyeon had been standing in front of her closet for at LEAST an hour, trying on outfits and making a mess of her room, as she tried her absolute best not to have a meltdown.

“this? no, too casual,” yoohyeon whined to herself, dropping another set of clothes to the floor. she was this close to just, flopping onto the floor and kicking her legs like a child, having a tantrum.

it wasn’t like she hadn't seen you in different situations before, but this was different — this was a fucking date. yoohyeon was head over heels for you.

you both had known each other for ages now, ever since you both ended up in the same class in the first year of high school. things happened, and suddenly, it was like you had a conjoined twin, which was yoohyeon.

you two stuck together most of the time, even your parents and hers were well acquainted at that point. and she just.. kind of fell for you. she wouldn’t be able to explain it even if she could get her thoughts in order for once in her life. you also just had a special power, to reduce her to a melting, blushing mess by just, well, existing.

she just wanted to impress you so bad, even though knowing you, yoohyeon knew you would be happy if she turned up in just a hoodie and sweatpants. but you deserved more than half-assery, in her own words. 

“ah, fuck, i’m going to be late. that’s even worse than me looking awful while i meet them,” yoohyeon monologued to herself as she got to cleaning her room and fishing out something that would make her look presentable. 

“this will do,” she mumbled, less than pleased by the mediocre outfit that she had paired together in a rush. yoohyeon hurriedly tugged on the long sleeved black crop top, and a black high waisted skirt, that reached down to the middle of her thighs. a squeak escaped her lips as she stumbled over, her phone alarm going off to signal to her that she only had five more minutes.

“okay, okay, ugh, fuck, accesories,” yoohyeon said, successfully buttoning up her skirt as she scrambled over to her drawer, picking out a bracelet (specifically, the matching bracelet you had bought her years before) as well as some hairties in case you needed it.

she moved over to grab her small backpack, dumping some things into it and grabbing her phone, rushing downstairs to grab some socks to pull on and a pair of sneakers. the doorbell rang, making her pause for a moment as she panicked, before she shook her head. “get it together, yoohyeon!” she scolded herself internally. 

“yooh, are you ready?” yoohyeon could hear you call out, and she replied with a ‘yeah’, her voice almost cracking.

yoohyeon groaned softly, stretching her legs slightly as she wobbled over to the door, opening it quickly. 

there you were, looking all cute in your casual outfit, lips glossy from the lip gloss that you had put on and a pretty shade of pink on your cheeks. oh, how she just wanted to kiss you right there and then. 

“hey. you look cute,” you mumbled, making yoohyeon’s ears turn red. it was safe to say that you liked her outfit, and her face of slight shock and happiness. 

“aha, no, you look cuter,” yoohyeon replied, trying to sound more confident, still recovering from her mini panic session as you complimented her. “shall we, ahem, go now?” she said, shuffling on the spot slightly as she looked over at you, a small grin on her lips.

she just couldn’t help but like you this much.

[minjiarchive]

our lustful vacation | yoohyeon x fem!reader

thank u everyone for their suggestions! this is the fic inspired by that one yoohyeon photo i posted. i also decided to use capitals in this writing since its a longer piece lol 😭

warning / smut

“How does that feel?”

"It feels nice actually... thank you.” You straddled her waist while she laid on her stomach, massaging her tense muscles in hope to release some of that tension she has. Yoohyeon couldn't be happier. She's finally had time to spend more time with you – in fact, she was the one who planned this whole vacation out.

Jeju Island.

But she planned it with just you of course. Her members simply understood why she only booked two tickets and actually teased you both a lot about it since you two were going alone. But, with a break from cameras in her face 24/7 and a packed schedule. She was ready to spend this week with the love of her life without any of that.

Yoohyeon was so excited that she couldn't help but buy a couple of new dresses and clothes to wear for you. The outfit she wore tonight was plain white, with a lace tank top (almost suitable for lingerie), and stunning shorts that looked like a skirt in a way.

When you saw her in that for the first time, she could already tell you were trying your best not to touch her right then and there. With the revealing slit of one of her legs, you definitely couldn't deny that your actions were close to speaking for you. You held back though and instead, suggested giving her a massage instead to clear your mind about your loud thoughts of her, but it only made it worse.

One of the straps of her top fell past her shoulders, leaving the other strap so tempting to just slip the whole top off at this point. Each satisfied moan she let out every time you rubbed down on the right spot drove you crazy.

Not only does she tease you in such a gorgeous outfit that she'd know you would go feral over but she moans your name in such a way that it was more than satisfied. “Oh fuck, Y/N, right there...”

You couldn't take it anymore. You kneaded her back one more time before stopping to rest your hands at your sides, you were being cautious now. Swearing to yourself that if you did anything more with your hands, you'd lose all your control by then.

“Was that it baby? God, do your hands feel good on me.”

“Lay on your back, Yoohyeon.” You instructed, getting up from your original position to stand while she listens and flips herself over to lay down on the bed again. You came back up to straddle her once more but this time, you purposely grind yourself down on her, feigning any innocence you had left in you.

Her top was more revealing than before. Both of her straps were down now, it was like she was calling to you to undress her. She was really starting to mess with you now.

Even her eyes undressed you with her sharp gaze. Don't think too much about it, just ignore it.

Right... you determined to just go with whatever your head was telling you. With shaky hands, you caressed her sides just to have her relax underneath you.

“Where on your body do you feel tense or tight the most?”

She smirked a little at your question, you knew what she was thinking of but you didn't entertain it. You were already going through an intense "Yoohyeon curse" after all. Without speaking, she took your hand and guided it down to her center.

“...Here,” You could feel how hot she was through the thin material of her shorts. Needing to feel just how wet she was, you ran a single finger lightly along her slit causing her to whine and squirm. Her panties were practically ruined by how turned on she got by you.

Yoohyeon tugged at your shirt now, noticing your bruised lips from probably biting them so hard earlier. You wasted no time smashing your lips together. When such a breathtaking girl was showing how much she wanted you, your core throbbed in desperation to be touched.

“You're so bad,” Barely managing to let out in between the kiss. It was like the walls were closing in on you both, her breathing was far from being stable and so was yours.

She'd occasionally break the kiss to remove a piece of clothing off you while you already were working on stripping her. You finally removed everything but her panties which was on purpose. You pressed your palm to her center, applying little pressure to tease her.

When you finally decided it was enough, you hooked your fingers under the waistband and pulled it down to reveal her dripping cunt.

“You're beautiful, Yoohyeon.” She loved it when you worshiped her. Your hands would roam around her body, giving every part all your attention.

You placed a few soft kisses around her pussy, nearing her clit at times but never committing to going there just yet. She felt like this punishment would last for hours of constant edging until you easily dipped two fingers in her.

A loud moan ripped through her throat at your entrance. Your fingers rubbed her G-spot in circular motions, some occasional strokes here and there. Her pleasure didn't stop there though, you used the pad of your thumb to rub her clit as well, sending Yoohyeon on a ride of emotions.

“More, please... Y/N.” She begged, her eyes struggling to keep open as they fluttered shut from all the overwhelming stimulation. Yoohyeon was so tight and wet, even you yourself had to find some type of relief. You started grinding your bare pussy down on her thigh, it was pure bliss and lust.

“Shhh, I will darling. I'll make sure you feel good.” You whispered to her before brushing your lips across her jaw, followed by her neck. You sucked on her soft skin that was waiting to be marked up by you. She whimpered in response, maybe as a way of saying thank you since she couldn't put it in words without a moan interrupting her.

Her hands knotted in your hair, leading your head towards her breasts. Yoohyeon urged you to play with them and so you did. You obeyed everything she wanted you to do. Although you could be a tease when you felt like it, that didn't mean you wouldn't submit to anything she asked.

Your tongue came into contact with her nipple at first. You started toying with it, using the patterns that never failed to double her pleasure. Your free hand though played with her other nipple, gliding your thumb over it.

“Fuck Y/N, I'm-” Yoohyeon cried out loudly as you angled your fingers differently. Her breathing was far from being stable and you were both slowly letting yourselves go as time went on.

“I'm getting so close.”

“Keep going for me love. You're doing great.” Her eyebrows furrowed and her walls clenched around you. Yoohyeon's expression prompted you to quicken your pace. Her hips rolled and raised off the bed, causing your fingers to be buried even deeper in her.

The waves crashed onto the shore the same way your bodies collided together in unison.

“Baby I'm gonna...” She warned as she tried to keep herself together to last a few more seconds. As your fingers hit her sweet spot once more, her hips bucked into air, pushing you into her with force.

“Cum for me, my sweet girl.” Within a few moments, her body jerked and shuddered against you.

You took her to Heaven and back all in one night.

Her moans slowly started to quiet down along with her heaving chest that became steady again. You also slowed down your movements as she rode out her high on your, now, coated fingers still.

“By the way honey, I loved that outfit on you. Wear it again and maybe you'll get what you want.”

[let-them-read-fics]

In Your Dreams

Pairing: Yoohyeon x Fem!Reader

Warnings / Misc. -- Smut

Word Count: 2,273

Summary: When a 2AM knock came at your door during one of the season’s most torrential downpours, you never expected to find her, of all people, standing on your porch and looking so desperate. 

Disclaimer: This writing is a work of fiction, and no disrespect is meant for those mentioned herein.

A/N: Hey everyone! Sorry for the wait, but here’s the Yooh smut I promised :) Siyeon is next, so keep an eye out for that <3

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“Yoohyeon?” You gaped, shock evident in your tone as you lowered the television remote in your hand (which you had been fully prepared to use as a weapon, had she been anyone else). You quickly sat it down on the table by the door and peered at her, full of concern.

Her clothes were completely sodden – every fiber of them packed full of chilly rainwater as they clung tightly to her – and you had to make a conscious effort to not stare at the expanse of skin that her partially unbuttoned shirt exposed. 

The dark cover of night behind her was disrupted by the house lights of the neighborhood – all switched on, acting as little beacons of hope through the raging storm. A large flash of lightning came, too, streaking sharply against the brooding clouds above. 

“What are you doing here?” Your wide eyes darted across her features, searching for an explanation, but she shied away for some reason and failed to utter more than a quiet word here or there. 

When a clap of thunder rang out mere seconds later, she tensed slightly, still shivering from the cold.

You shook your head at her odd behavior but reached out, nonetheless, and pulled her inside. 

Perhaps a little shelter from the elements would open her up.

Water cascaded freely off of her, dripping down onto your floors and filling your foyer with its quiet sounds as you quickly shut and locked the door. You approached her again and moved her closer to the nearby vent that blew wondrous, warm air into the open space, silently hoping that it could work some magic. 

But even once you gave her time to acclimate and returned your gaze to hers, she continued to avoid it. 

Curious, you took it upon yourself to reach up and cup her cheeks, coaxing her into letting you see her. 

When you did, something clicked. Only then did you really take in the full sight of her. 

A vibrant blush painted her cheeks, and her pupils were blown wide as she peered back at you. Beneath the mussed, white, now practically see-through button up she had on, a set of dark lingerie showed, complimenting her tanned skin beautifully. One of the lacy straps of it had long ago fallen off of her shoulder, and her breast was close to showing because of that. The lines of her abs were visible as well, and every movement she made was full of some kind of alluring, restrained tension. 

Like it was killing her not to reach out and touch you.

Her bottom lip was rosy and swollen, due to her habit of biting it when she gets aroused. 

“I had a dream about you,” she admitted, like she couldn’t hold it in anymore. Her breathing was a bit quicker than normal – less stable. 

You were her best friend; she couldn’t believe she was about to do something like this. 

Her drenched clothes, paired with the warm air that felt its way up her body, created a tantalizing mix of sensations that caused goosebumps to arise; and your hands on her only multiplied them even more. She almost couldn’t stand it.

“And you drove all the way here because of it?” You wondered aloud, quirking a brow.

Though you weren’t totally oblivious to the implication behind her words, incredulity overtook your mind and tone. Even if she had had a wet dream about you, you were sure she would just laugh it off like everything else. Like every other charged interaction you’d ever shared, that danced precariously along the border of platonicity and attraction. 

There was no way she planned to do something about it. 

…right?

She swallowed, taking a second to decide if she was prepared to cross this boundary with you. You’d both tested the limits of your “friendship” before, playing with fire, toying with the line and pushing things to get a rise out of one another – but neither of you had had the courage to follow through completely. 

At least not until now.

Her head nodded sheepishly, sealing your fate. 

“I tried to take care of it myself, Y/N/N, but nothing felt as good as you did in that dream. Will you help me?” The soft plea in her voice bordered on a whine, and it ignited something in you that you had never fully considered with her before. 

Drip, drip, drip

Water pooled at your feet now, resembling the mess that you had inadvertently made in her panties. 

She wanted to take you right here on the floor, or up against the wall that stood behind you. She wanted to rip your clothes off and hear the beautiful timbre of your voice as you came undone, moaning her name. 

But she didn’t. She waited, doing her best to ignore the throbbing of her center and the curious way your eyes kept returning to her body, dropping lower and lower. She waited on you to make the next move, needing to know you wanted her just as badly as she did you.

“Kiss me, Yooh.”

That simple request set her in motion, and she had you in her arms in a second. The subsequent gasp that resounded in your throat at the coldness of her clothes was muffled by her lips before it really had a chance to escape. 

Desperation took on human form as she backed you up against the wall, stripping out of her shirt and slipping her shoes off all the while. 

You moaned into her mouth when she hastily unzipped your pants, nearly breaking your zipper in the process. 

Her frigid fingers slid past your panties with no further warning, and she whimpered quietly when she felt how wet you already were. 

“Y/N…” 

If there was any chance left of her restraining herself, it would have to be now. She was teetering on the edge of no control, and each second that she spent with you loosened her grip on the reins more and more.

“Keep going,” you breathily instructed, allowing your head to loll back against the wall. “I’m all yours.”

She shuddered, both out of excitement and chill. A new kind of darkness eclipsed the usual innocence of your eyes, and she didn’t quite know what to do with herself because of it. 

“Please tell me this is real…”

You chuckled at her earnesty. Even now, in a moment like this, she was capable of making you laugh. 

When you leaned forward and pressed an open mouthed kiss to her neck, she melted into you. You reached down into her pants to cup her with one hand, feeling the warmth that radiated from her cunt even through the lingerie, while the other wrapped around her, tenderly kneading the supple skin of her ass. 

She rocked against you out of instinct, vying for any bit of relief you would possibly award her; the needy movements pushed her own palm harder against your clit, causing you to moan softly. 

Her heart skipped a beat at the sound. 

“Does this feel real enough, baby?” You asked against her pulsepoint, just as your teeth lightly trailed across her sensitive skin. The taut muscles of her neck jumped as she strained helplessly in response. 

“Fuck,” she whined, embarrassed by how much of a mess you’d turned her into. She could feel your smile grow, and it made her walls pitifully flutter and clench around nothing.

“I know you can answer me better than that,” you teased.

You pushed her lace to the side and easily slid two fingers inside of her dripping heat, resolving to get your answer that way instead. 

“Ah!” She moaned at the intrusion, high pitched and broken as she was caught off guard. She looked down between your bodies, watching your fingers rhythmically disappear and reappear at her entrance as you fucked her. A new rise of blush made its way up to her ears at the sounds that she produced – none of which she had any semblance of control over. 

“Yoohyeon…” you warned, still waiting. 

“Yes, Y/N,” she replied, aware of her mistake – though, truthfully, she would make it again a million times over if it got you to touch her like this every time. “It feels so good. Please,” she stressed, fully aware that she wouldn’t survive if you left her without release now, “...don’t stop.” 

Her wish was your command. 

Encouraged by her words, you hiked one of her legs up around your waist and settled closer to her. The new position enabled you to easily reach her g-spot, and her resulting, guttural moan confirmed it. 

You wasted no time in exploiting that in the best possible kind of way. 

The ache between her thighs mingled with pleasure, both in equal, overwhelming doses. A tingling sensation was creeping its way up her spine, and the butterflies in her stomach only grew more untamed. 

“Just like that, jagiya,” she begged into your ear. 

Her hips stuttered, jerking messily as she bucked into you over and over. 

“You’re doing so good, baby,” you praised, admiring the flush of her skin and the way she trembled in your arms. Her weak legs squirmed, shaking as she used what strength she had left to hump a little faster. 

You added another finger as a silent way of rewarding her, and the resulting rush of warmth you felt around them made you smile. Her walls pulsed, eagerly stretching to accommodate the change, and beckoned you back inside with every pump you delivered. 

Even her pussy was greedy for you. 

Both of her hands went to the back of your neck as she pulled you forward and sealed her lips against yours in the dark. She didn’t waste much time with demurity; her kisses were messy and full of need as she tangled her fingers in your hair and roughly tugged on it. 

She swallowed up the subsequent sound of shock that you let out and used the opportunity to slip her tongue into your mouth. 

It was warm and inviting, just like the rest of her – so eager to please you. She stole your breath away when her kisses grew harsher – more possessive; the tell-tale clenching of her walls around your fingers told you she was getting dangerously close to release, and the small, staccato breaths she let out through her nose made you smile lightly. 

She was so precious, like that. Such a slut for you that she drove all the way to your house in the pouring rain at 2AM, and yet she still clung to her habitual shyness in a few small, undeniable ways. 

Knowing that she had it so bad for you boosted your ego majorly. 

Lightning flashed close by outside, and the bright pulse of it highlighted your combined, desperate movements against one another. She pressed further into you, and you knew she couldn't hold out any longer. 

Her pitiful shaking brought out the more merciful side of you.

“Show me what you can do, Yooh. Cum on my fingers,” you commanded, pulling away just enough to rest your forehead against hers. Her arms tightened around your neck, tethering you impossibly closer. 

The snap of her hips grew messy and rough – more primal as they worked to match the rhythm of your hand – and with a succession of filthy moans and whines, she hit her high. Her raised leg tightened around your waist, flexing to keep you in place. She cried your name out and clung to you, digging her nails into your shoulders hard enough to leave marks. 

You grimaced at the sting, but knowing you’d been the one to make her feel so good made the pain insignificant. 

She buried her face in your neck, peppering slow, grateful kisses there, and you held her close until her breathing began to even out again. 

When she eventually pulled away, you expected her to take a break. You gently lowered her leg and smiled at her, prepared to help her over to the couch so she could recover. 

But her release merely seemed to reenergize her, somehow, and she had no plans of stopping anytime soon.

She dropped to her knees in front of you and slid your pants down your legs in one motion, taking you by surprise. 

“It’s your turn now, baby,” she smirked up at you, tilting her head as a mischievous gleam showed in her eyes. Yet another flash of lightning came, outlining her striking features amid the darkness; she was a vision to behold in every way. 

Her lips easily found your v-line and felt their way across it, leaving kisses and little nips in their wake. Your head lolled back again as the promise of what was to come sank in. 

Along the backs of your calves her hands skimmed, trailing upwards and paying attention to every inch of you that they could touch. Desire led them – a fact evident in the wanton way they groped you. 

“God, I can’t wait to taste you.” She sighed the admission against your skin as if she’d been starved for a year and you were the first bit of food she had laid eyes on since. 

The conviction in her behavior made you blush, wondering how you’d ever survive whatever it was that she had in store. 

How you'd managed to survive so long without it stumped you just as much. 

Your body hummed in silent, aching anticipation. Like a band pulled tight, ready to snap at any moment. 

It seemed to set something off within her.

“You’d better choose a safe word now, Y/N,” she warned. 

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insomnias are starving for content lately! or maybe its just me lol. anyways, when you have time ofc can you write dreamcatcher yoohyeon x reader (8th member) soulmate AU where you get the same bruises as your soulmate. Reader, who's soulmate is very clumsy cuz she keeps getting bruises from nowhere, gets added to dreamcatcher. yoohyeon instantly falls for her so she becomes even more clumsy in front of her, making them finally understand they're each others soulmate? sorry if this is confusing :))

Yoohyeon x Reader

Clumsy soulmates

You walked towards the practice room the guy at the front desk directed you to. Feeling determined to show a good first impression to your now members.

You were the lucky trainee that got themselves added to the already existing and amazing girl group Dreamcatcher.

You were pretty confident because you knew the girls had a say in your addition to the group.

They saw what you were capable of and were satisfied, which was already a great accomplishment in itself.

As much as all those thoughts should have made knocking on that door easier, turned out it did not. You were frozen in place trying to cheer yourself up.

"Come on Y/N, you're going to have to see them at some point might aswell be today."

You held your breath and knocked.

Jiu opened the door, while trying to maintain the calm in the room.

"Guys, silence please there's someone at the door."

She then turned to you, giving you her brightest smile.

"Hi."

You kept yourself from getting silent because of how hard you were fangirling.

"Hi, I'm Y/N."

You really hoped Jiu knew who you were because you didn't know if you would be able to say anything else.

You heard some rumming around behind Jiu and your name being repeated a few times. Then suddenly Yoohyeon popped her head from the back trying to get a better look at you.

As she was jumping to see past Jiu your eyes locked before she fell miserably on the floor.

"Oh my god, is she okay ?"

Jiu turned just enough to see it was Yoohyeon.

"Oh don't worry you'll get used to it, anyway welcome in Dreamcatcher Y/N."

And with that she let you in.

Without really realising what you were doing you rushed to Yoohyeon side to make sure she was okay, the fall seemed kind of rough.

"Hey, are you okay there ?"

She was still on the floor, she learned the hard way that sometimes it's better to stay put for a minute before getting up after a fall.

"Yeah don't worry, I kind of hit my arm but it's okay."

You nodded silently, waiting for her to be ready to help her get up. After a few minutes she was and held your arm for leverage.

Once she was safe and steady, she noticed you had a slight bruise over your arm and brushed her thumb over it.

"Clumsy too ?"

"Oh i didn't notice, well maybe I am."

You both laughed at that.

You were very aware that you weren't alone in the room so you forced yourself not to keep staring at your bias. It was hard.

You got yourself engage in a conversation with everybody but you did stole a few glances towards her.

Somehow during that same conversation Yoohyeon proceeded to hurt herself not less than three times more.

She tripped on her own foot, two times and almost fell when she tied her shoe. Luckily that last time you grabbed her before she could fell but she did bite her tongue because of the shock.

And that's before practice even restarted..

While dancing it got worse, at first it was okay but as soon as you got added to the dance it started going downhill.

She fell multiple times, stepped on a few toes and smashed her head a couple of times against Siyeon, luckily the later has a strong skull.

"Are you doing it on purpose today ? You're extra clumsy."

Sua complained, caressing Siyeon's head which got smashed one more time.

"Of course not, I'm sorry guys."

Yoohyeon was ashamed she sat on the other side of the room, her head hanging low.

You decided to go comfort her.

"You shouldn't get close Y/N I keep hurting people today."

You sat right next to her.

"I'm not afraid, I probably tweeted 'Step on me Yoohyeon' back in my fangirl era. At that point it's just manifesting."

She laughed at your confession, you should be embarrassed but you were just happy to have lightened the mood.

"Fangirl era ? Is that so ? And when was that exactly ?"

You looked at her, faking thinking about it.

"Yesterday ?"

You joked and were happy to see her smile, she had loosened her grip around her knees. Probably feeling more relax than earlier.

You just sat there in silence listening to her laugh until she took a solid look at you.

"Oh my god what happened to your head ?"

You looked at her bewildered, not knowing what she was talking about.

"Did I bump into you too ? I don't remember."

She was inspecting your scalp and you did feel the stings of a bruise growing there.

"You didn't.."

You were starting to understand what that could mean while Yoohyeon was still clueless.

You took a look at her arms and legs comparing them to yours, your suspicions got stronger when you saw that her head had actually grow bigger on the same side as yours.

"Yoohyeon?"

"Hmm ?"

She was busy looking at your head.

"Yoohyeon look at me."

She looked at you, her eyebrows furrowed.

Without saying a thing you pointed out all the bruises you had in common. But it wasn't enough for her to realise what you were implying.

"We're both covered in bruises so what ?"

You sigh, you didn't want to have to say it.

"Did you see me fall today, or bump into someone ?"

"I don't know maybe ? To be honest I was more often on the floor than anything today."

"I didn't because I'm not a clumsy person Yoohyeon which means that me having the exact same bruises as you can only mean one thing."

You saw how her eyes widened.

"We're soulmates."

You both look at each other in shock before turning your heads away blushing like high-school girls.

Hi, hope you like the request 😊 take care -Ael

[hatsumaki45]

Surprise - JiYoo

The following scenario has been giving me trouble today:

Minji arrives at the apartment after shopping and finds Yoohyeon lying on the couch dressed only in a shirt -which belongs to Minji-. There is no sign of the rest of Dreamcatcher, so Minji assumes it's a move by her girlfriend.

She leaves her purchases in the hallway and approaches the couch, Yoohyeon exits it as if nothing, but it only takes one close look for Minji to see a puppy tail underneath the fabric, which she assumes is an anal plug, a pair of ears on the brunette's head and a nice matching martingale choker.

She immediately immobilizes Yoohyeon's wrists above her head. Minji's free hand slides over her shirt until it reaches the choker ring and slowly pulls it off. There is a smile peeking through her lips, yet her eyes are already injected with lust.

-My puppy wants to be used? Do you want ME to use you?

Yoohyeon nods, her breath coming out shakily from her cute nose makes Minji feel her ego grow. That's when the leader pulls out her phone from her pocket and opens the group chat (In this world all 7 have a Poly relationship).

-Good girl, now let's record a video to let the others know that you are so slutty to me. I want you to use your words Got it, puppy?

Minji makes Yoohyeon kneel on the floor between her legs, the shirt is now unbuttoned and Yoohyeon's hands together in her lap. That's the first thing you see in the video, then long, sensual fingers caress Yoohyeon's lips and hook on her chin to reveal the collar.

-I just got home and look what I found: a silly, wet puppy.

Yoohyeon pouts at that, his big eyes set on her Dom groan at that, but deep down she's enjoying it so much she feels her wetness dripping.

-Tell them. Why were you waiting like that, Yoohyeonnie?

-I wanted to... To be used.

-Who do you want to be used? -Minji's voice sounds so demanding that Yoohyeon can't help but bite her lip hard.

-Minji... -Her face reddens- I want Minji to use me.

The leader puts two of her fingers into the vocalist's mouth and slowly starts to move them, a warm tongue starts to lick them, she wraps around each phalanx slowly until she leaves them full of saliva.

Minji orders her to get on all fours with her legs spread and lift up her shirt. Yoohyeon's sex is red and swollen, so wet it's obviously for the camera. Minji wipes her fingers on one of her buttocks and then grabs the tail, gently pulling it out to show the plug inside her ass. Yoohyeon lets out a soft moan, which multiplies as the toy penetrates her.

-Now, I hope you'll excuse me but I'm going to be busy filling my slut's holes with cum.

•°•°•=Video End=•°•°•

[dark-night-insomniac]

| Dreamcatcher jiu x gender neutral reader

Genre: medevial au, fluff and angst

| Word count: 6.1k~ Part 1

Warning: fighting, blood, injury, angst, cursing, threats, physical&mental abuse, historical inaccuracy~ switch from first person to third at some point

| Cast: Minji, Sua, Yoohyeon, Gahyeon and You

A/n: some of the other characters in this might get their own story ;)

Sua’s spinoff - Gahyeon’s spinoff coming soon

—————/———————/————

I’ve seen her a few times around the village

Even from a distance, the mysterious aura seeping through her gaze always seemed to catch my attention

I knew better than to mess with witches

But to say my not-so royal life was getting boring was an understatement

My family sent me to live in the rural edges of our kingdom, with the purpose of teaching me life the hard way, before becoming the head of the palace

So here I was, a prince, trying to stay undercover, living as a farmer under someone’s uncle’s roof

~~

That women I keep seeing, i've never quite seen a beauty so surreal, ‘’maybe it was a spell’’ i chuckled to myself, or maybe it was something far more than what i expected it to be

——-

I struggle to remember the color of the walls inside the palace. Maybe they changed it now.

My father and mother had agreed on it, before being suited to lead the kingdom, I had to live the hard way. Living with a friend of a friend, a farmer that is, and for approximately 12 months.

Every descendant of the Crimson family that was in line for the throne had to prove themselves by doing so. But the way my father had thrown me out without a notice still left me hurt.

I felt the bitterness come back to the surface as I bit down on my already bleeding lip.The feeling was exactly what I needed for this instance.I picked myself back up, pushing away the stray hairs from my vision. My left side stung again as I received another blow to my ribs.

The small crowd cheered.

I wasn’t going to let that scoundrel make a fool out of me again. I targeted his leg, first grabbing his shoulders, then kicking his leg to be able to swipe my feet underneath his, making him fall successfully

The crowd cheered again

Seeing my enemy on the ground, I stomped my feet down to his throat.

I had enough…

I kept pressing down even after he tapped on my leg for mercy. It's only when one of my friends pulled me back that I came back to my senses. The crowd quickly gathered around me, celebrating another worthless win. ‘’Yea yea, i won, the show’s now over every one’’ i made a gesture for them to disperse.

The moment I could feel the breeze again, I looked around at the disappearing crowd.

We had this event between friends every week or so. The crowd was always changing, new faces every time. But one face seemed familiar through it all.

A slender figure, dark hair, and always that dark cape looming over her. My friends told me she was only around when I was the one fighting.

Villagers, farmers, foreigners, anyone could enter our fighting matches as long as they placed a bet. The crowd could place bets as well, delivering the money before being permitted to watch the show. It wasn’t anything professional, far from it, but it was a way for us to distract ourselves and get some money out of it.

I walked back to my older friend, looking down at the amount we had gathered

‘’How much did we get?’’ I asked

‘’Weird question for a royal like you y/n, shouldn't you already have all the riches in the land?’’ he quirked his eyebrow. I kicked some dirt his way.

‘’Hey! Do that again and you’re never getting your share’’

I huffed before sitting down by his side to help him count

——

After all, life outside the castle wasn’t too hard. Harsh but freeing in many ways that the 4 walls of that palace could never provide me.

I walked back home at dawn, walking a bit further away from the village. I stepped inside, noticing my adoptive family, each sitting around the table.

‘’Good evening’’ I announced myself before taking off my worn out jacket

‘’Did you feed the lambs and the chickens?’’ A stern voice asked me

I cursed under my breath

‘’Go outside to feed them and do not come back in until it's done. You'll sleep outside if you are too lazy for such minimal tasks. You might be royal blood, but from what i have seen of you, you'll never be as good as your father’’ he spitted at me

I felt both my fists clenching, breathe y/n, only a few more months…

‘’It's not because your a descendant of the Crimson’s family that you're any better than us, now go before I teach you a lesson’’

I exited the house, slamming the door behind me.

This is ridiculous, no one restocked the food for the chickens. I grabbed my satchel and made my way out further, nearing the woods.

I still wasn’t quite sure what these animals were supposed to eat to grow. I would usually steal from our neighbors gardens, gathering what I could so uncle could get off my back.

Like the usual routine, I sneaked past the small cabin, kneeling down before the small garden. I started filling my bag with anything I could grab.

I believed myself to be safe. That is until I heard wood cracking under someone's weight. I immediately ducked, laying on the ground as flat as possible. Footsteps grew louder and closer, that’s when I heard a shout and decided it was my time to run. I stood up and saw the old man pointing his gun at me, I ducked and started running towards the woods. Hearing cursing and gunshots following. I ran through bushes and trees, not looking back

I stopped a minute later, trying to catch my breath.

That's when I heard a voice humming. I hid behind a tree. I heard of these fables, the ones who were stupid enough to wander around the woods alone would often encounter what people called witches. Seemingly human, but with monstrous powers.

I tried listening to the humming. I felt warm, almost comforted by the sound. I racked my brain, trying to remember witches powers and their effects on the common mortal. That song she was humming, it must be some sort of spell or enchantment

I plugged my ears with my fingers. How was I going to get out of this?

‘’Running, like you always do y/n’’

Right, I looked around before stepping out from my hiding spot, ready to run once again

Unfortunately for me, grace wasn’t one of my fortee, nor was my vision so it seems, has i had failed to notice a small root sticking out from the ground, making me trip and fall down

The humming stopped.

I cursed under my breath. I looked up to be met with an oddly familiar face. She simply giggled, looking down at me.

I stood up before taking a step back, cautious to who or what i had encountered.

‘’You’re hurt’’ she almost whispered while looking at me

Her voice sounded like pure silk, something bringing me almost as much comfort as it had for fear a few seconds prior.

I knew better than to fall under a witches charm. Yet, I stood frozen as she approached me, unable to look away from her delicate features and her chocolate eyes. Her hand made contact with my face, making me slightly jump. Her gaze met mine again, this time seemingly worried.

‘’S-sorry’’ I mumbled. She smiled before letting go of my face.

‘’Make sure to clean that cut and put pomade on it, if you want it to heal’’ she looked down with a shy smile

‘’Oh..I will’’ I replied before shaking myself out of this trance like state

‘’I'll be on my way’’ she excused herself before walking away

I ran back to the cottage, feeding the chickens with what I had gathered before finally settling down inside. I looked at my reflection, a cut was present where the women had touched my face. I gathered water from the kitchen, taking a small bowl to bring some over to my room.

I sat down before plunging face first into the bowl. At least I could clean up the wound.

Satisfied, I undressed and laid down. I stared at the rotting ceiling, wood really couldn't last long against the rain I thought. I turned to lay on my side, staring out the window.

Images of earlier came to mind. I wasn't sure if I liked the woman I encountered or if it was only the spell of a witch, either way, I was probably only touch deprived.

She was just one of many faces I would come across and never see again.

——

Yet another crack of dawn fell upon the village.

I unwillingly opened my eyes to be blinded by the waking sun.

If I were to wake up early enough, maybe uncle wouldn't catch me leaving for the day. I wasn’t willing to fulfill my duties per usual, so I opted on escaping to the village for another of our fighting tournaments. I quickly dressed up in my red cardigan father had given me, before exiting by the room’s window. I walked through the field before joining the main path. After a few minutes, I knocked on my friend’s front door.

Only a few seconds passed before she opened the door.

‘’Y/n!’’ she exclaimed

‘’Ready for another successful day Yooh?’’

She nodded with a grin before following me outside. She left to gather any possible fighters while I set up the scene, simply marking a line in the dirt behind one of the houses in the village.

I then settled down Yooh’s bet’s hat, anyone agreeing to fight or to watch had to place a bet against us, thus making us quite the coin after each fight.

When Yooh came back with a crowd, we decided on an order. A few foreigners in town would be fighting a few locals, then, the winner would go against me for the final.

We collected the bets and let the fights start after explaining a few base rules.

——

The crowd started getting bigger after a few rounds. More and more familiar faces stacked up around the circle. I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned around to be faced with none other than Lee Gahyeon.

‘’Well if it isn’t the princess herself’’ I teased, slightly bowing.

She grinned from ear to ear, making me do the same.

‘’Y/n, you know not to address me as such around here” she lightly scolded.

‘’How is the farm life treating you dear friend’’ I asked, a bit concerned.

‘’Better than you it seems” she teased, pointing out my rough figure.

‘’The difference between you and me Gahyeon, is that i'm letting myself have fun while away from the castle’’

‘’And I only have a month left before returning to my family, so who is really the winner here y/n?’’ she grinned

Gahyeon was a princess sent here for the same purpose as I was. Only difference being her coming from a different kingdom, one adjacent to mine. Our families were allies. Once they heard about our family’s famous tradition, they decided on sending Gahyeon out into the world as well.

‘’Well i suppose i'll be lonely then’’ I playfully winked at her, making her giggle

Our attention was brought back to the fight when Yooh announced a winner, it was then that I turned around and saw the hooded girl again.There was this insatiable feeling inside of me, I needed to know her name. But as I started walking towards her, Gahyeon pulled me back.

‘’Don’t think you're escaping from me so easily prince charming’’ she grinned

Although I would have joined Gahyeon's stories, I was still distracted by the stranger. I turned the other way again, meeting the mysterious eyes through the crowd.

Those eyes, I could recognize them anywhere, an object of fascination against my own will. I was taken aback once I realized it was the same woman I had encountered in the woods. But before I could do anything, she ducked with a seemingly disappointed expression on her face.

I tried following after her, but Gahyeon was there to stop me again as well as Yoohyeon this time. She called me in for the final fight. I stepped into the circle, looking up to see my opponent. I frowned, I had never seen this type of attire, probably a foreigner.

Yoohyeon announced the rules again, the winner would win it all. Enticing amount of money for anyone that wasn’t royal. The fight started and I was able to immediately put my opponent to the ground. He managed to pull me off a few times but I was not going to let him take the win.

I pushed him once again to the ground, he groaned before shouting some words I could not understand. I heard some commotion in the crowd and immediately turned around to yoohyeon, seeing the girl fighting the friend of my rival. They were trying to steal the prize from her.

I was about to run to Yoohyeon but my opponent pulled me back.

I felt a stinging pain in my left leg. I looked down to see the man pulling out his dagger out my leg. I let myself fall onto the ground, now clutching at the wound.

I screamed to Yoohyeon to warn her, to let them go so she wouldn't get hurt. The crowd had already corwarded away, leaving the 2 men against me and Yoohyeon.

She let them go after being thrown to the ground.

I got back on my two feet and approached her

‘’I'm so sorry about this situation, are you okay dear?’’ I asked worried

I helped her pull herself off the ground, it's then that I saw a tear running down her face.

‘’yooh’’ I wiped away the tears, turning her face towards me.

‘’Its my fault, i couldn't fight him off, and now he's gone with the money’’ she muttered out

‘’Yooh, no one could of predicted this, it’s my fault if anything, i told you to stop fighting them, i didn't want you to get hurt’’ I reassured

‘’why-’’ she stopped her sentenced when she looked down at my bloodied leg

‘’Y/n! what happened’’ she crouched, touching around the wound.

‘’That bastard had a dagger on him, but i'll be fine’’

She seemed to disagree with me and retrieved her hand from the wound, looking at the substance now on her fingers.

‘’I think he had poison on that dagger, look’’ she showed me the green substance that she retrieved from the wound.

She then stood up before pulling on my arm ‘’Follow me, we need to get some medicine for you’’

I stopped her ‘’Yoohyeon you also have injuries, please go rest back home, i'll fix myself later’’ She was about to fight my decision but I glared at her.

‘’Fine’’ she pouted

‘’I’ll bring you back home now’’ i left her no choice

‘’right, prince charming’’ she joked

‘’I do this because I care about you, not because I was raised this way’’

—--

You led yoohyeon back to the safety of her home before going your own way.

You looked down at your leg. ‘’I have to fix this now’’

You weren’t knowledgeable in medicine and even less poisonous substances. But you did know a friend that could help you on that matter. You didn't like him much, but it was better than letting that substance simmer inside your flesh.

You made your way to his house and knocked.

Quickly your eyes were met with a cocky grin from the tall boy.

‘’Well, well, how could I help my dear Y/n today?’’

You scoffed at him ‘’Well, one of the fighter decided it was a good idea to wound me with poison today’’

He frowned, now serious ‘’I see, let me take a look at it’’ he made sign for you to enter.

You sat down on one of the chairs in his cabin. He kneeled before looking at the wound, He seemed fascinated by it, letting out some noises of excitement

‘’Anything?’’ you asked

‘’Y/n, a master needs time to complete his work’’ he smiled

He stood up before going towards his bed, picking up a book from it. ‘’From the color, texture, that wound…I don't think that's going to kill you, not yet anyway. Only thing, I dont have the plant you need here for your remedy’’ he seemed pensive

‘’Can you help me or i am wasting my time here?’’

‘’I sure can, although the plant I need is a bit far from here. I do have a brief sketch of it that should help you find it’’ he explained, ripping a page from his book.

You took the page out of his hands before walking towards the exit. ‘’Your welcome!’’ he screamed towards you before you disappeared from his view.

——

‘’This shouldn't be too hard’’ you repeated to yourself while walking further into the forest.

You approached a small water stream, stopping there to refresh yourself after the long and painful walk. As you stopped there, you heard shouting in the distance

You stood up and walked towards the source, curiosity getting the best of you.

You quickly hid when you noticed a man pointing his gun at a hooded figure. Intelligible words were exchanged between the two before the man threw the person to the ground. In a matter of seconds he then aggressively stepped on their ankle before stealing their belongings.

You came out of hiding to confront the man but he was already running away. You ran to the women that was on the ground

‘’Miss, may I help you? Why did that men attack you?’’ You asked

You waited for her response but only heard her sniffle. It was when she turned her face to meet your gaze that you recognized her face. ‘’A witch’’ you accidentally blurted out ‘’Is that why he attacked you?’’ she nodded at the question

‘’I won't hurt you’’ you quickly jutted out

‘’I believe you, I have seen you quite a few times around y/n’’ she inquired.

You were shocked at the mention of your name. She seemed to notice your confusion and tittle her head with a smile

‘’May I know your name?’’

‘’Of course, I'm Minji, or Jiu for short’’ she smiled through the pain.

She tried standing up but failed due to her injury. You offered her your hand and helped her stand. She tried putting weight on her feet but groaned at the feeling, gripping onto your hand for support.

‘’Oh your ankle, I can help you back home’’ you reassured but her smile dropped.

‘’I dont think its a good idea to bring me back home seeing as though you have a lover waiting for you back there’’

You frowned, confused.

‘’The princess?’’ she quirked her eyebrow

‘’Oh, that is not my lover. We are friends’’ you replied. She simply nodded

‘’Wait, how do you know she's a princess?’’ you asked curiously

‘’She isn't exactly trying to hide it with her gold brooch’’ she replied, making you laugh

‘’I also have noticed your embroidery dear prince’’ she seemingly teased, making you blush

She let go of your hand and tried walking on her own but to no avail. You grabbed onto her again. ‘’Let me help?’’

‘’You know what i am don't you?’’

You slowly nodded, trying to understand what she was trying to say.

‘’Then you shouldn't be here, even less at my house, which is near the coven’’ she explained.

‘’Minji, you can't walk on your own, I promise i'll be quick and of no disturbance’’ you slightly bowed, long forgetting your own injury to help the women in front of you. She sighted, knowing she had no other choices but to accept.

‘’Fine, but you should wear this, so as to not be recognized as an intruder’’ She gently took off her hooded cape and gave it to you. She helped you put it on properly, tying the front and placing the hood above your head.

You noticed a small frown on her features before she gently touched your cheek

‘’You didn’t put pomade on it, did you?’’ she asked with a teasing smile

‘’Oh, I must of forgotten, i’m sorry’’

she simply replied with a nod and a grin

You gave your hand to Jiu, holding onto it firmly to help her walk back home.

——

After what felt like an eternity, you could see the edge of wooden roofs starting to peek through the foliage.

As you walked closer to the village with Jiu, you observed the magnificent sight. A witch’s village was nothing short of breathtaking, unlike the horrible descriptions in those fables. Although the sight was to cherish, with all its greenery and uncommon forms, the sight that was to your right couldn't be beaten. It would be a lie to say you hadn’t peeked at Jiu’s profile throughout the long walk. You grew fonder of her soft chocolate eyes and her inviting smile. Although you had been too shy or preoccupied by her state to talk, the silence seemed to be comfortable. The both of you enjoying each other's company while admiring the surrounding nature.

The exterior of the small cabins were painted of eccentric colors and flowers were surrounding each and every building.

You both walked closer to what seemed to be her house. She opened the door before you helped her in. She then sat down onto her bed before looking back at you.

‘’Thank you y/n’’

You simply nodded, watching her uncomfortable figure trying to chase away the pain.

‘’Could you please bring my pain medicine? It's in my underground storage behind my house, you should be able to find it by the wooden trap there’’

You weren’t sure about wandering in such a place, but if it was to help Jiu feel better, then you would do so.

‘’What does the medicine resemble? you asked, unsure

‘’It a red glass bottle with a leather cap’’ she smiled

Having all the information you needed, you hesitantly stepped out of her cabin. You walked towards the back side of the building. A few meters away from its back wall, you noticed the wooden trap. To your surprise it was left open, making it easier for you to climb down in.

The place was quite dark, with only a faint flame lighting the room. You approached the light to start searching for Jiu’s medicine.

You heard a faint noise behind you, but before you could turn to the source, you were pinned against the harsh textured wall.

‘’Who are you and why are you here?’’ a smaller women asked, her knife to your throat

You gulped, ‘’I'm here for Jiu’’

‘’How do you know any of ours name’’

‘’I'm a friend of Jiu’’ you tried explaining but to no avail.

‘’I don’t believe strangers’’ she mentioned before pushing you to the ground. She let her weight pin you down to be able to tie your hands with some rope.

She commanded you to get up before asking more questions

‘’Jiu has been gone for hours now, why should I believe you when you could be the reason of her disappearance?’’

‘’Listen, your friend was attacked and I simply helped her get back home’’

The smaller women didn't reply, but simply approached you, now curiously looking at the embroidery on your chest.

‘’The Crimson palace…what is royalty even doing here?’’ she asked herself. She then walked a few steps around the dark room, seemingly in thought.

She looked at you after pondering, ‘’Who are you?’’

‘’It's not important, we need to go help Jiu’’ you replied, impatient to get back to the injured woman.

she harshly grabbed your face ‘’It is important if you want your pretty face to get out of here unmarked’’ she snarled.

You hesitated, blowing your cover wasn’t exactly meant to happen during this ‘learning session’ away from the palace. Especially not to witches.

Her hand started clenching harder around your face.

‘’I'm the prince’’ you finally jutted out, making her let go of your face

‘’There you go, was that so hard?’’ she giggled mischievously before pushing you out the room and up the stairs

‘’Where are we going?’’ you asked, unsure of what she planned on doing with vulnerable royalty.

‘’You’ll see soon, won't you?’’ she teased. She seemed unbothered by your sligh panic, enjoying the effect she had on you. To your relief, she walked you back to Jiu’s front door. She opened the door before pushing you in, making you fall to the floor.

‘’Is this someone you know?’’ she asked after putting her feet down on your back.

‘’Sua, be careful would you?’’ Jiu snarled at her

‘’Yes I do know them, they helped me get back here’’ she confirmed before letting herself to the ground to untie your hands from the harsh rope.

She looked over you like looking over porcelain, looking for any marks that would predict future shattering.

‘’i'm fine’’ you whispered to her with a reassuring smile

She looked back to Sua ‘’Do you at least have any medicine for me?’’

‘’Here’’ Sua took out a bottle from her satchel and threw it towards the bed

‘’If they do anything, just alert us with a scream’’ she explained before leaving the both of you alone.

Jiu painfully pulled herself back up to bed, ‘’I'm sorry about that y/n, Sua is…very protective’’

‘’I can tell’’ you smiled ‘’It only means you’ll be safe here, makes my heart a bit lighter’’ you admitted. You weren’t sure if it was the product of your imagination, but you swore in that moment you saw blush spread across her face.

She opened the bottle Sua had given to her and took out some of the medication to chew on.

‘’Is that all?’’ you asked, unsure if the medication alone would help her ankle. She giggled at your question before taking out something from under her bed.

She revealed a small wooden box. She pulled some bandages out from it before starting to twist the material around her ankle. You quickly kneeled before her, offering to help her. She smiled before letting you take the material to finish surrounding her ankle. You gently secured her ankle with the material before letting her foot down.

A few seconds passed. Waiting for any response, you looked up to catch her staring at you with a fond smile. You immediately looked back down, a bit embarrassed.

‘’Thank you y/n’’ she grinned

‘’It's nothing’’ you smiled back before getting up

But Minji frowned, looking down at your leg. ‘’Did Sua really cut your pants?’’

You looked down as well, now remembering your own injury ‘’It is not Sua’s doing, it is from a fight’’

‘’Can I have a look at it, I may be able to help you in return for your services’’ she pleaded

Without a word you simply sat down next to her. Her hands wandered around the wound on your thigh. She gently raised the material off your skin. Her expression seemed pained as she traced the cut. ‘’Do you know why the blood seems greenish?’’ she looked back at you

‘’I believe my opponent had poison on his dagger, which he was not suppose to use regardless’’ you huffed

‘’I see’’ Jiu helped herself up and made her way to a cabinet, grabbing a small jar from it. She came back and gave it to you. You noticed the symbol on it, it was the plant you were looking for earlier. ‘’How did you know this was the right antidote?’’ you looked a Jiu, surprised

‘’Well witches do have a few tricks up their sleeves’’ she winked, making you smile

You looked back down at the wound, ‘’Do I just apply it directly?’’ you questioned

Jiu giggled ‘’No we have to clean it first’’ She grabbed a small bottle from one of her shelf

‘’Here is some alcohol’’ she smiled. You watched dreadfully as she opened the bottle

‘’Maybe we do not have t-’’ she cut off your sentence by pouring some of the liquid on the cut. All that could be heard was your muffled groans as you harshly pressed your lips together.

Jiu watched the liquid fizzle, like some kind of potion she would be working on. She was about to pour more but you stopped her, pleading her to not do so.

‘’Oh, I'm sorry, I didn’t realize it hurt bad’’ she apologetically smiled before replacing the alcohol bottle with the small jar. She opened it before placing a generous amount of ointment on your wound. She gently spread it so as to not hurt you.

It's only now that you realized how close she was to you. Her body almost colliding with yours, you could feel the warmth radiating from her skin. A feeling you hoped would become familiar.

She gave you some bandages to finish treating the wound. ‘’Here, you should be able to recover now’’.

You stood up to properly wrap the material around your leg. Once secured, you noticed how the lighting seemed to have faded from earlier. You looked outside only to confirm that night was indeed approaching.

‘’Well, I will be on my way now, thank you for everything Minji’’ you bowed

‘’No need y/n, thank you for rescuing me today’’ she smiled

You felt that leaving her was causing your heart to ache. After finally meeting the mysterious woman, would you simply return home and never see her again? At last, you knew these questions wouldn't be answered by staying in her home, so you opted on wishing her a good night before exiting her house.

You made sure the wooden door was safely closed and locked before turning around. You stopped in your steps, met with none other than Sua and one taller girl. Her eyes went wide before turning into a teasing look

‘’Ah Sua, I will be heading home now’’ you explained

‘’Curious, with how long the two of you were in there, I believed you were staying the night’’ Her words surprised you, making you blush.

The other girl eyed you curiously before speaking. ‘’If you aren’t interested in Minji, we could spend some time together as well’’ she smirked. Sua elbowed the taller girl ‘’Dong, this is not the time to court’’ ‘’Fine, my excuses’’ she replied before sending you a wink as she made her way back towards what you assumed to be her house.

Sua turned back towards you ‘’Leave’’ she sternly directed to you

‘’Yes miss’’ you replied before making your way out of the village.

—---

A week has passed since you last saw Minji. Although she would usually present herself during the fighting tournaments, you assumed she couldn't make her usual errands in town with her ankle.

It didn't stop you from wondering if she was well, if someone was taking care of her or if she was recovered

You had been busy with tasks at home, but you planned to visit her. So when the next morning came, you quickly exited the house to make your way to her, hoping you wouldn't be ambushed by her friends again.

—--

Making your way through the woods. you seemed to recognize the surroundings. The small stream, the flowers. Wasn’t this the place you first encountered Minji?

A sudden idea came to your mind. You approached the flowers, gently picking some of them. You place them in your bag, making sure to not fumble any of the petals before resuming your travels

—---

You saw the wooden roofs appear once again in the distance. You remembered the way, to your relief.

You carefully stepped foot into the village, looking around for signs of any of Jiu’s friends. When you judged the cost to be clear, you let yourself walk further into the small town. That's when you saw her, tending to some flowers near a cabin. She looked just as beautiful as the last time you had seen her. She was sitting on a small bench, her ankle still surrounded for protection.

You let yourself admire her for a bit, enjoying the scenery of it all. Although you felt peaceful at that moment, your heart started singing a song of its own. Its pace quickening at the mere sight of her.

Suddenly, Sua appeared behind her, bringing what looked like to be more flowers to tend too. And although Jiu hadn’t noticed you, Sua immediately did and took her dagger out before calling to you. She seemed to not remember you.She hastily made her way to you but Jiu finally turned around and made eye contact with you. She immediately smiled and called back the smaller woman, explaining to her you were the stranger who helped her a few days before.

Sua retreated before teasingly smiling at you once again. This time she let no word out, simply making a gesture for you to join Jiu.

You walked to where Jiu was sitting

‘’Y/n. How are you’’ she smiled brightly

‘’I am well, I hope you have recovered since our last meeting’’

‘’I do feel better, especially now that you are here’’ she teased before giggling at your shy expression

You reached into your bag, carefully pulling out the flowers you picked earlier. You looked down at them, breathing in before having enough courage to look back up at her. You placed the flowers in front of her, still holding onto them ‘’I wanted to give these to you’’ you shyly expressed.

You didn’t quite understand what was happening to you. You never felt much. You always passed as the cold hearted person who had no time to spare for any strangers. But here you were, feeling your chest fill with butterflies as you looked into this woman's eyes.

She gently took them into her own hands. Looking gleefully over them, smelling the different flowers you had brought to her.

She looked back at you with a grateful smile ‘’Thank you y/n’’

‘’They reminded me of you’’ you blurted out

She giggled, looking back at them ‘’Is that so?’’

For once in your life, you decided to act on your feelings instead of the logic your brain was trying so hard to push onto you.

‘’I like you..Minji’’ you looked at her, only to see her shocked.

Scared, you looked back down to your feet. That was until you felt her warmth close to you once again. You could recognize that feeling anywhere, her presence was one you could never forget, intoxicating yet a blessing.

You felt her fingers hook themselves under your chin, encouraging your gaze to meet hers. Her gaze looked sincere and loving. ‘’I admire you a lot y/n’’ she said in almost a whispers

‘’I'm sorry about what I said’’ You tried explaining yourself.

What you failed to notice all this time was that Jiu felt attracted to you as well, wondering at night where you were, if you also thought about her and missed her.

At the simple mention of her being a witch, people would either attack her or run, no one had been considerate enough to talk to her, let alone help her. You made her feel loved in a way no one before had been able too. Even when she had romantic interests, she would have to hide who she was. But with you, she let herself hope that things could be different.

Noticing the silence, you tried speaking up again ‘’I should of not sai-’’

Jiu wasn’t gonna let you finish that sentence, she wanted to let you know just how much she appreciated your existence. She pulled you in for the softest yet most passionate kiss. Her lips weren't rough nor distant, a perfect amount of pressure accompanied by a slow and loving rhythm.

You felt hypnotized, her lips casting a spell on you, her body pressing against you like she was the puzzle piece you were missing. Her hand gently grazed against the back of your neck while you held onto her waist.

for the first in a while, you felt happy. Like life had a meaning, like the world was given back its colors.

You once believed love was a curse, but if she was the one casting it, then it was well worth it.

[suitkive]

🕸️﹕courtesy, your friendly neighborhood spider-woman!

YOOHYEON as SPIDER-WOMAN

[mandu-17]

Under your spell | Kim Yoohyeon x fem! reader

Requested by: Anonymous

Request: Ah okay! I was thinking maybe Yoohyeon needs reader after a long day of work so reader finds a way to relieve her then the rest is up to you! Also take your time on the Siyeon fic and on my request also, no rush ❤️

Warnings: G!P Yoohyeon, unprotected sex, scratching, choking, cursing

Genre: Smut

Wordcount: ~ 1,713

A/N: kinda obssesed with this tbh

Twenty three, twenty four, twenty five. And over.

Yoohyeon let out a big breath, another series of back extensions done. She used her quick break in between series to walk around the small gym. Her legs were grateful for that. The burning feeling was spreading through her back muscles, as well as her hamstrings. Yoohyeon’s whole body was covered with sweat, but the thought of having only two more series to do put her in a better mood. Working out always was one of her favorite hobbies, the endorphins it delivered made everything look brighter. Especially, with Yoohyeon’s high level of stamina - it was a great way to spend her energy.

Although, that one cloudy afternoon when the weather outside certainly was not encouraging to do anything, Yoohyeon was distracted. Trapped in the company building, her body wanted to exercise, but her mind was occupied by something far more enjoyable. Another marvelous way to use her energy.

All she could think of was you.

Starting with your addictive lips - she could spend long hours kissing them. Your expressive eyes - telling her exactly what you need or how good she is making you feel. The way they’d darken with lust had Yoohyeon feeling hot every time. Your slim legs spreading open just for her or how beautifully your back arched during your climax. Everything about you was captivating her whole attention. Even the simple thought of your soft skin on hers resulted in her breathing faster. For some reason, since the moment she woke up that day, she just felt so... horny.

Hands resting on her hips, Yoohyeon licked her lips, before pressing them together. She could feel an amused smile forming on them already.

What were you doing to her? She thought, shaking her head.

Determined, she decided to focus on these last two series. The sooner she’ll finish, the sooner she’d actually see you in person. This had her motivated. After affirmatively nodding to herself, Yoohyeon was ready to continue her work out.

When stretching was also done, she headed for a shower. On her way, your girlfriend was wondering what you were doing in that moment. Her lockscreen, displaying a picture of Pie and you sleeping together which she took few weeks ago, told her it was half past six, meaning you were off work. Probably at home already, unless you stopped for grocery shopping.

You sure were a perfect wife material, Yoohyeon realized after you began to leave in the fridge plastic containers of food prepared for her to eat at work or while travelling. You always made sure to leave a sticky note on top of them, your messages were short, but sweet and often playful. You shared a similar sense of humor.

Few minutes later, after an extremely quick shower, Yoohyeon was drying her hair with a blow dryer. Her fingers impatiently traced through the strands of her hair. As she was observing them, she couldn’t help but to picture them in a completely different location. Around your neck maybe or buried deep inside- Honestly, she wished she was able to teleport to your apartment already. The thought of crossing half of the city during rush hour made her blood boil. That day, Yoohyeon noticed, she was truly practising her patience.

“See you tomorrow, Yoohyeon!” One of the company’s gym trainers exclaimed when she was about to leave the building.

“Ah, yes. Bye!” Hurriedly, she turned around in order to wave back at him. Her smile was only partly forced. Yoohyeon liked that guy, she really did.

She decided to blame her unusually unkind behaviour on you.

Yes, it was all your fault.

~

Hundreds of red lights, curse words and dirty thoughts later, Yoohyeon finally made it. With a lopsided grin, she recognized the smell of one of her favorite dishes coming directly from the kitchen. Oh, how she loved coming home to you.

Tired of waiting, she entered the room to find you above the stove, seasoning some vegetables on a pan. You still were unaware of her arrival, because of the radio you were listening to so loudly. Even now, when dressed in more loose, comfortable clothes around the house, you were driving her crazy. And she hadn’t even touched you yet.

Yoohyeon turned the radio down a little, before taking big steps towards you and trapping you in her arms.

“Woah, hey there, tiger.” You giggled, not even getting the chance to properly turn your head to see who turned the radio down. Yooh was very fast. And very  straightforward.

“Hey, pretty girl.” Her lips were already longingly kissing the column of your neck, as she began to sway your bodies side to side. Yoohyeon let her eyes close, happiness embracing her just like she embraced you.

“Did someone miss me?” You asked, amused with her antics. Remaining focused on cooking wasn’t so effortless anymore.

“I was thinking about you all day.” Yoohyeon admitted with a small pout against your neck. There was nothing that could refrain her from getting excited at the close touch of your body.

“Oh, poor Yootony. You’re gonna be the death of me.” You joked, but truth be told - you were positively surprised. You had no problem with Yoohyeon getting back and acting like this everyday.

Turning around in her arms, you got the chance to see how dark her eyes had become. You felt so small in front of Yoohyeon like this. She was undressing you piece by piece with her intense gaze.

“And what am I supposed to say?” Your girlfriend complained playfully, her strong hands pressed you against the kitchen island.

You gasped at the sudden move, although the sound of it was swallowed by Yoohyeon’s eager lips. Not wasting time, she let her tongue inside your mouth, at the same instant, she made you sit on top of the counter. You wrapped both your arms and legs around her form, you knew how much Yoohyeon liked it when you initiated physical contact.

Your girlfriend’s mouth travelled down your body, she quickly took your oversized shirt off, so she had more area to explore freely. She smirked, realizing you weren’t wearing a bra. You hummed when Yoohyeon kissed the valley between your breasts.

The dinner you were preparing - long forgotten.

A sudden moan escaped you the moment Yooh bit your nipple. You shuddered, your hips rocked into hers and that’s when you felt it. Firstly, you took off her shirt. The sight of her firm muscles was something that always got you going. Then, your hand flew to her pants, palming the bulge that formed there. She was extremely hard.

Yoohyeon groaned in relief once you pushed her pants down to her ankles and freed her member. Very impressive she was - huge and veiny, probably the biggest cock you’ve had.

Weakly, you moaned her name as a sign that you were more than ready. Yoohyeon got rid of your shorts, her mouth watered at the sight of your glistening folds. She aligned herself at your entrance, met your eyes and pushed in causing both of you to moan loudly. Nothing could compare to the bliss you felt with her inside you. You were at her mercy, as Yoohyeon’s thrusts were fast and deep. She waited long enough to finally take you however she wanted - she was going to treasure your body as much as possible.

You loved every second of it. The way she was so confident in her desires and how she was able to meet all of your needs at the same time. It was the hottest thing you’ve ever seen.

“Shit, baby. You’re so tight.” Yoohyeon praised you, feeling your walls clench around her desperately.

You admired her abs working intently, her face twisted in pure pleasure, especially that little crinkle between her eyebrows and how her lips were forming a perfect ‘o’ shape. Just looking at her was enough to make you cum, you were certain.

“Yoohyeon, fuck.” You cried out when she slapped your thighs suddenly and brought you even closer.

She silenced you with a harsh kiss, not wanting anyone else to hear your moans. You were only hers.

Your nails were digging into the skin of her nape, your other hand created a path of red scratches down her back. Your chests rubbed together with every thrust of Yoohyeon’s hips. You held onto her almost like a koala, your legs were tightly wrapped around her waist with your toes curling at the pleasure. Yoohyeon cursed, it became harder to move her body because of your suffocating hold. She couldn’t stop nonetheless.

She found a phenomenal solution though. Yoohyeon closed her fingers around your neck and laid you down, further on the kitchen counter, while gently squeezing your throat. Your girlfriend was always very careful with you, even after you affirmed her for the hundredth time that you liked it when she choked you a little. It only added to the intense sensation Yoohyeon was giving you.

“I can feel you clenching around my dick.” She panted, addicted to the view of your naked form spread out in front of her. Shivers ran down your spine at Yoohyeon’s lustful voice, your thighs began to tremble. “You’re dripping all over me, baby girl. Just let it go.”

And so you did. You let yourself fall apart under your lover. The way your whole body shook and your back arched felt incredibly uncomfortable because of the hard surface you were laying on, however it couldn’t stop you from moaning uncontrollably and getting lost in the pleasure. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, as you harshly gripped Yoohyeon’s wrist with both hands.

Your girlfriend cried out when your walls tightened around her, massaging her member perfectly. These were the moments when Yoohyeon was the happiest about you being on pills because there truly was nothing more magical than cumming in your wet, warm pussy. She filled you with her creamy seed, her cock pulsed deep inside you before it slowly returned to its’ more relaxed state.

“Yoohyeon…” You mumbled weakly when aftershocks stopped, your breathing still uneven. There was even a path of your mixed juices dripping down your thigh. “The pan.”

“Shit.”

[authorhjk1]

How does DC give head? 🤔

Jiu

"Oh god."

You groan when you feel Jiu's tongue swirl around your tip. Both her hands are placed on your thighs, your own hand on the back of her head. But you don't do anything. Jiu is the one taking good care of you.

"Does this feel good, baby?"

You can only nod, silently begging her to put her lips on your cock once more. It isn't even the way she gives you blowjobs. It's just the fact that she seems to enjoy herself so much while doing so, that turns you breathless. And it isn't that cock hungry lust either. It's pure affection.

Jiu only has eyes for you. Especially in the bedroom.

SuA

"C-Can you slow down?"

"Take it like a man."

SuA's response makes your head roll back as she sucks on your tip once more. She is stroking your cock with a torturous pace, making you flinch, whenever she tightens her grip a little. SuA always pushes you right towards the limit. She sucks you off very aggressively, before stopping at the last moment. Then, she strokes just as fast, threatening to hurt you badly, just so she can stop right before the edge once more.

"I-Please..."

"What's the magic word?"

"Mommy?"

"Good baby boy."

She likes it when you call her that. You always feel a little ashamed afterwards, after giving her so much control over you. But if that means she'll let you cum...

Siyeon

Siyeon likes to play with you. Similar to SuA. The only problem is, Siyeon doesn't understand the difference between privacy and public.

"C-Can't we wait, until we're home?"

Siyeon looks up at you as you melt further and further into the sofa, which is standing in Dreamcatcher's dressing room.

"Why?"

Her innocent face and the tone of her voice conflict with what she is doing to you right now.

"What if the others...."

You can't finish your sentence. Siyeon has decided to shut you up by letting her tongue dance around your length a couple of times.

"What if the others what?"

Once again, she makes you think that you're the problem and not her.

"Don't you like what I'm doing?"

"I-"

Before you can answer, Siyeon is all over your cock once again. And so, like after every Dreamcatcher performance, you're left with anxiety, fear and pleasure at the same time.

Handong

If there would be an Olympic competition for not running out of ideas for roleplaying scenarios, Handong would definitely win gold.

You can't count the amount of outfits she only bought for sex. Just like this one. A grey, see through blouse, her black bra clearly visible. Expensive looking glasses and the tightest and shortest skirt she could find.

You've seen Handong several times in this outfit before. Strict teacher Ms. Kim, rich heiress Lady Handong, submissive student Dongie. But today she is someone different once again.

"W-We shouldn't be doing this."

You groan when you feel her soft hands stroke your base, while her tongue plays with your tip. So far, not one of her characters was a miss.

"It's okay, sweetie."

Handong looks up at you, a mischievous smile on her face.

"I'm not your real mom anyways. And as your stepmom, it's my job to take care of you."

Yoohyeon

Yoohyeon is never the one who initiates something sexual. Even when she's in the mood, she just clings too you, until you finally suggest something. And public sex isn't really the things for her either.

But when the two of you are alone, that's where she shines. She always seems sweet and shy, so you never expected her to be this much into being tied up. Just like right now.

Yoohyeon's hands are tied behind her back, and a collar decorates her neck. The end of the leash, or rather chain, is loosely lying in your right hand.

"Am I being a good puppy for you, master?"

"Yes, you're a good girl."

You pat her head as Yoohyeon resumes her blowjob. She does take the pet play to an extreme sometimes, but you like it the way it is right now the most.

"You're doing great."

Yoohyeon gives you a gorgeous smile, but you force her back onto your cock by pulling at the chain a little.

Dami

Dami puts her finger on her lips, telling you to shut up. Her other hand is covering your mouth, making sure the two of you don't get caught.

She resumes her blowjob a moment later. You feel your eyes rolling back as she swallows your cock.

It's late already and SuA and Jiu are sleeping on the couch right next to you. The credits of the movie you just watched are still rolling. But like always, Dami just has to tease and play with your anxiety at every chance she gets.

"Be a good boy for me and stay quiet."

She whispers, before focusing on your cock once more. You groan into her hand as you feel Dami slowly forcing her mouth further down your shaft, until your cock finally fills her throat.

Gahyun

"What the hell, Gahyun?"

You push her head off of you. Your cock is covered in her spit, her mouth messy as well.

"I told you."

A mischievous grin plays around her lips.

"Voting for me to get killed during the mafia game will have consequences."

"I was just playing the game, Gahyun. I-"

Before you can react, Gahyun starts to fuck her throat with your cock once more.

"Fuck!"

You can't help but groan loudly. Which is still not as bad as the sounds she is making. All of Dreamcatcher must hear the youngest gags as she keeps impaling her throat on your cock. Spit bubbles form on the base of your cock, while Gahyun's hands are placed flat on your thighs to give her more leverage.

"Gahyun..."

It's a combination of groan and plea. You can almost see Jiu's disapproving look right in front of you as her precious maknae ruins herself all over your cock on purpose.

When Gahyun finally takes all of you, her lips kissing your base, she stays in place for a while. The silence doesn't last long though. After a couple of seconds, she starts to cough up spit, drenching your cock in even more saliva. By now the whole group must know what's going on.

[minjiarchive]

MIND GAMES : yoohyeon x fem!reader

warning / smut, dirty talk

★ request: phone sex with yoohyeon

-(U ALREADY KNOW THIS SONG IS SOMETHING U WANNA LISTEN TOO WHILE READING)

"faster," her voice daring to bring you to your edge. no, yoohyeon isn't with you physically and really it would feel so much better if it was her hands doing the work. but no matter the distance her world tour put her in, it wouldn't stop her from calling you late at night – to hear your voice echo through the phone.

she couldn't stop thinking about you either. more specifically, your hands tangling deep into her hair to bring her closer to your wet pussy. she knew that she wouldn't get the same effect if she just touched herself without hearing your voice. but with each desperate whine you mercilessly breathed out, it helped her fantasies come true. "by the end of this call, i better have you in a pretty mess,"

"like how you end up everytime my fingers are in you but princess..." yoohyeon trails off, wanting to make you more anticipated than ever and she could feel it. "if you were here with me i would fuck you so bad." the unholy image continuously popping up in your mind, of yoohyeon having no mercy on you in bed. her eyes rolled back imagining your kisses and bites you would leave on her neck down to her pelvis. lord, if only she was on top of you ready to ruin you.

"yoohyeon?"

"yes pretty girl?"

"what would you," a broken moan interrupted you, "...do if you were actually with me right now?" she tried her best to stay quiet. she isn't the only one in this crowded hotel anyway. so while having manners to not be too loud, her manners weren't being used on the bed. yoohyeons legs were spread out slightly followed by her panties being pushed to the side by her occupied hand. she completely was aware of the wetness on the sheets but that was least of her concerns.

"well, first i'd come on your tongue and-" at the end of her line it was cut off by her whimper when she started picking up the pace with her fingers. yoohyeon tried to cover up her slip up with a hum, "fuck." her voice ringed through your phone and you were nearing your never ending heat. "i would ride your thigh until you can't handle it no more." you finished off for her as if you weren't the one who asked the question. yoohyeons head tilted back even more and now rested on her pillow that she would (if she wanted) to carelessly use to rub and grind her clit on, pretending it's your thigh in reality.

"i miss everything about you you know." she suddenly turned soft, her stomach ached just immersed in the thought of your face so closely next to hers and your relaxed breaths fanning on her cheek. "i know, i miss you so much too. just don't get too ahead of yourself while you're alone kim yoohyeon."

[deukeuniverse]

DREAMCATCHER MASTERLIST

🌼- Fluff 🥀 - Angst 🌹- Smut 💮 - Suggestive 💐 - Social Media AU 🌻- AUs 🌸- ABO

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[strawberryhmilk]

custom content ♡ kim yoohyeon

woke up thinking abt her today, so heres a small drabble ♡

The room around you was quiet, save for the occasional click of a computer mouse and turning of a book page. Your eyes were trained on the novel in front of you, mind warping around and focusing on the world it was creating.

A hum left your mouth, eyes widening at the dialogue exchange you’d just read. A shiver racked through your body, bringing your thoughts away from the created world and back to your own. Frowning, you stood and rummaged through the closet to the left of you.

“Cold?” Yoohyeon called, her eyes not leaving the monitor in front of her. You frowned even more, letting out a small “mhm”. She glanced at you with a smile, “take whatever you want.”

Her eyes narrowed then, “just not the Cinnamoroll hoodie. You never give it back.”

“It’s comfy and cute,” you let out a huff. A smile replaced your frown, though, as you continued to shuffle through her closet. Settling on a white and navy blue hoodie, you shoved your head and arms into it. You let out a content sigh once the hoodie was adjusted to your liking. “Your clothes are so much nicer than mine.”

Yoohyeon’s smile turned teasing as she brushed her hair behind her ears. She glanced at you again, “that’s just because you like me, or whatever.”

“Or whatever,” you mocked, rolling your eyes in response. Watching as she tossed her hair behind her shoulders again, you grabbed a hair clip from her dresser before walking up behind her. Twirling her dark brown hair, you pressed the faux ponytail against the back of her head, clipping the hair accessory around the strands. You leaned your chin on her shoulder, watching what she was doing on the computer. “Shopping?”

“Downloading custom content for the Sims,” she corrected. Yoohyeon leaned back against the computer chair so that she was closer to you. In return, your arms draped around her shoulders loosely and lazily. She turned to press a kiss to your cheek, “thanks.”

“Mhm,” you responded. A lilac pair of shoes on the webpage caught your attention. “Oh, those are cute.”

Yoohyeon nodded, clicking the green download button before returning to the homepage. “Look at this hairstyle I found! Comes in pink, too.”

It was a hime type cute, complete with different hair dye options. You pointed to the curly style to the right of that one. “That’s cute, too. A wolf cut, right?” Yoohyeon nodded again, downloading that hairstyle as well. You stuffed your face closer to her neck, voice becoming muffled as you spoke. “Would look cute on you.”

“You think everything looks cute on me.” You didn’t have to see her face to know she was grinning. Not even a sweet, loving grin. No — Yoohyeon was smiling smugly and cockily and you knew it. Smug little shit.

“Yeah,” you sighed. Your nose brushed against her neck before you turned your head, facing the computer again. “‘Cause I like you, or whatever.”

Yoohyeon turned to face you, leaning her head back so she could see more of your face. Her smile had melted into a more gentle one, eyes sparkling as they danced around your face. She pressed a quick kiss to your nose and then your lips. “I like you too, you know.”

Shyly, you shoved your face in her neck again. The “whatever” you let out was muted, but it still caused her to laugh. So did the grin she could feel against her throat.

“Wait, look at this dress!” Yoohyeon shook you lightly, jolting your head’s position away from her shoulder. Sighing, you looked at the pearl blue dress she was squealing about. “It also comes in florals!” She downloaded it quickly without another thought.

This went on for a while, Yoohyeon eventually dragging you down from your standing position and into the chair beside her. Your head was still resting on her shoulder, moving slightly when she got excited or moved her left arm. Finally, she broke the silence, “let’s get matching shoes for our date.”

“Date?” You perked up, blinking owlishly. This was news to you. A date wasn’t planned — the sun was also setting, signaling it a bit too late for a date. “We have a date?”

“We will,” Yoohyeon dragged the word out. She tapped the mouse, clicking different content before shaking her head in displeasure. “As soon as I find the shoes I like.”

It took a second before you let out a small noise of confirmation. “Ah, you mean in the game.”

“A date in the game can also count as a date here, too.” She said it so confidently you believed her — kinda. She nodded once in satisfaction, leaving the website and starting the Sims 4 up. “Time to go on our date, my love!”

You let out a laugh at her excitement, “whatever makes you happy.”

“That would be you, then.”

Grumbling, you shoved your face back into her neck, bashful feelings hovering over you. Yoohyeon let out a loud cackle, throwing her head back at how shy you could get. She kissed the side of your head, humming along to the music in the game. “My shy baby.”

[hatsumaki45]

First time sleeping with them - Dreamcatcher

Since the previous application was too long, I decided to make this one as Headcanons. Plus I thought it would look cuter that way n.n

JiU

🤍It would be a sleepover, with movies, skincare, popcorn and candy. 🤍She thinks it will be more memorable -and comfortable- for both of them that way. 🤍She would definitely drape an arm over your waist to cuddle all night long. 🤍She fell asleep before the movie was over, so she was a little disappointed that she didn't get to watch you sleep. 🤍She will plan another way to achieve her goal.

SuA

🤍At first it was a little strange to see her quiet, but you managed to get used to it over the course of the night. 🤍She has a long bedtime routine and invited you to do it together, hinting that you could also share the shower 🤍Once under the sheets she touched your ass until you resigned yourself to remove her hands from there. 🤍Elephants in the bed take up 50% of the space 🤍Actually she became very sweet when you stopped playing, caressing your head and showering you with goodnight kisses

Siyeon

🤍Just before bedtime they went for snacks, which resulted in a meditative talk in the kitchen. 🤍From a snack they went to coffee and suddenly it was 3 a.m. 🤍By the time they went to bed they were no longer sleepy, so she begged you to watch an Avengers movie. 🤍She let you choose which one. 🤍You don't know when they fell asleep, but they woke up spooning -Siyeon was the small spoon-.

Handong

🤍They most likely went to the gym together, so the night would close with each taking a shower. 🤍She would cook something light and they would cuddle on the couch until it's time to sleep 🤍She tries to take it as a matter of course, even though internally she worries about having to share her bed 🤍They take some time together to remove your make-up, she also combs your hair because she thinks it's cute 🤍At first she tries to hug you, but the ice princess will end up turning around and sleeping on her side 🤍You are the last one to sleep and the first one to wake up, now you understand why the members say that waking her up is IMPOSSIBLE.

Yoohyeon

🤍She raids your bed in the middle of the night saying she's bored. 🤍She cuddles up to you like a koala bear and plays video games 🤍Somehow she looks so cute that you let her stay on your chest even with the occasional curse words 🤍Naturally you bring a hand to her head and by the time you realize the game is over and the puppy is fast asleep 🤍She slowly starts to hog your bed and you end up on the edge about to fall off, but you try to keep going even so 🤍When you finally manage to settle in, she feels so comfortable to cuddle.... Maybe you could get used to that.

Dami

🤍 It was so cold that day that the panda sked you to go lie down under ten blankets. 🤍She stayed reading with her head resting on your shoulder while you finished your favorite series 🤍Slowly the eyes of both of you got tired and you decided that sleeping was the best option 🤍She hugs you first and snuggles against your neck 🤍You try not to squeal, but she looks so cute being half asleep that your heart melts 🤍Naturally, she falls asleep first and you just stare at her like a fool until sleep overcomes you

Gahyeon

🤍She's happy to sleep with you, but she takes her time with her skincare routine 🤍You have to wait for her outside the bathroom until the maknae decides that's enough 🤍At the end she surprises you with a hug and throws you on the bed, her on top of you laughing at her mischief 🤍Although the idea is to sleep, she'll be a good while surfing the internet and showing you every random thing she finds interesting 🤍A while can be hours 🤍Finally you think she'll leave the cell phone when she thinks of getting into her games, so determined to have her attention, you steal her device and hug her

🤍She will fight for a while for her cell phone, but finally she will give up and the game will culminate in caresses until they fall asleep

[hyeonbun]

drunken mistakes

↠ request; can i ask a dreamcatcher's yoohyeon scenario? something angst with happy ending, maybe a toxic relationship or an impossible one

↠ group; dreamcatcher

↠ pairing; yoohyeon x female reader

↠ genre; angst with happy ending

↠ word count; 2.8k

↠ a/n; this one got a little chaotic ngl

“Are you almost ready?” Yoohyeon asks as she walks into the bathroom where you are currently getting ready.

“Yeah, I’m just doing my hair and then I’ll be done.” You reply and notice her smiling while she’s looking at you.

“You look good.” She compliments while checking you out, causing you to blush.

“Thanks babe.” You respond with a bashful smile.

As soon as you got done getting ready, the two of you left. You were already running a bit late due to Yoohyeon telling you about the party the day of. The party was for Minji’s birthday, whom you’ve met only once. Minji is her best friend, you can tell by how much she talks about her and how much she texts her. Yoohyeon informed you that this would be a small party with some of their shared friends.

You aren’t the social type so meeting a bunch of Yoohyeon’s friends at once makes you a little bit worried. There’s probably going to be tons of drinks which you also weren’t that interested in. In all honesty, you were only going because Yoohyeon really wanted you to go. Your only objective was to make a good impression on her friends so that they would approve of you as her girlfriend.

Upon arriving, you and Yoohyeon are immediately greeted by six girls. You recognized Minji right away, especially since Yoohyeon gave her a hug. You felt kind of awkward about it but instead shrugged it off. They are best friends so of course they are going to be close with each other. The other five friends that you didn’t know introduced themselves to you and you tried your best to remember all of their names.

“We should sing happy birthday to the birthday girl!” Siyeon shouts and the entire room immediately erupts into singing. The whole time Minji looked very embarrassed.

“Now let’s get this party started!” Bora hollers and everyone collectively makes their way over to the drinks table.

“Hell yeah!” Minji cheers.

Everyone took turns taking shots, except for you. Every time one of them asked you if you wanted to drink, you told them no and made up some excuse. After they all got a little bit tipsy, the whole group decided on playing party games. The first game being truth or dare.

Everyone gathered around in a circle and decided to take turns that way. You sat in between your girlfriend and Bora. Since it’s Minji’s birthday, she was chosen to go first. To make it more fun and random, it was decided that a truth or dare app would be used. Yubin is going to be the one that is in charge of the app. Before starting the game, the group shared anxious glances at one another.

“No matter what kind of truth or dare you get, there is no backing out. Does everyone agree with that?” Minji asks the group.

“Yes.” Everyone agrees in unison.

“Truth or dare?” Yubin asks Minji, who hesitates for a second.

“Dare…” Minji nervously chooses, causing the whole group to gasp out of surprise.

“Chug an entire beer, then spin around for 15 seconds. After that try to run to the door.” Yubin reads out loud.

“That’s not hard at all.” Minji confidently states and walks to the kitchen to grab a beer, almost tripping in the process.

“Yeah, she’s gonna fail.” Siyeon loudly whispers, making everyone in the circle laugh.

“No I’m not!” Minji shouts as she walks back out with a beer in her hand. She opens the beer and begins to chug.

“Chug! Chug! Chug!” The whole group chants as she downs the beer in less than 20 seconds.

After that Minji tries to get up, but immediately falls back down. Eventually, she gets up and attempts to spin for 15 seconds. It doesn’t take long for her to stumble to the ground again and she ends up just scooting her way to the door.

“Does that count?” Minji asks with a drunk grin on her face.

“Not really but we’ll let it slide.” Yubin answers and the whole group unanimously agrees.

“Gahyeon, truth or dare?” Yubin asks.

“Truth.” Gahyeon instantly replies.

“What is the most illegal thing you’ve ever done?” Yubin reads off of her phone.

“Well…” Gahyeon trails off, clearly thinking hard about the past. “One time I asked my friend if I could borrow her pencil and I never gave it back.” Gahyeon innocently continues, getting booed by the rest of the group.

“Why are you guys booing me?” Gahyeon huffs, crossing her arms.

“Because your answer is not spicy enough.” Bora comments and everyone laughs.

“Okay moving on… Yoohyeon, truth or dare?” Yubin asks once the laughter dies down.

“Dare!” Yoohyeon answers excitedly.

“Oh no…” Yubin blurts out with a concerned look on her face.

“Just say it.” Yoohyeon urges.

“Spin the bottle and whoever it lands on, kiss them on the lips.” Yubin awkwardly reads aloud, causing everyone to look at you.

“Uhhh…” Yoohyeon panics, shifting her gaze between you and everyone else in the group. “Am I allowed to back out of this one?” Yoohyeon asks with worry laced in her voice.

“Remember the agreement?” Minji reminds her, and you swore you saw a smirk on her face as she said that. At this point, your blood was boiling. You desperately wanted to get her out of this situation, but you didn’t have the courage to speak up.

“Oh… yeah… I remember… umm...” Yoohyeon stumbles over her words.

“It’s just a kiss, it's not that big of a deal.” Minji asserts, disregarding Yoohyeon’s fears. Everyone else was silent, out of shock. This causes you to have a sick feeling in the pit of your stomach. The feeling only worsened as you watched Yoohyeon get up to grab an empty bottle, placing it in the middle of the floor.

“Okay… let’s do this I guess…” Yoohyeon’s voice becomes shaky as she gets ready to spin the bottle.

“Let’s all pray that it lands on Y/N.” Handong speaks up and everyone silently agrees, except for Minji.

And with that, Yoohyeon spins the bottle. Once it stops, the whole room gasps. You couldn’t believe your eyes, it felt like time had completely stopped.

“Come on, kiss me. I don’t bite.” Minji urges her in a playful tone.

At this moment in time, you were frozen in place. Lots of bad feelings began to surface and you felt on edge. These feelings became more intense as you watched Minji get up and sit in Yoohyeon’s lap. Minji then put her hand on Yoohyeon’s neck and kissed her on the lips. You notice Yoohyeon’s hesitation, but soon after she kisses back.

You felt as if your whole world fell apart, everything came crashing down. It seemed as if the room was closing in around you, it was suffocating. The kiss lasted maybe 10 seconds in total but for you it felt like an eternity. As much as you wanted to peel your eyes off of those two, for some reason you couldn’t.

“Wow, I’m jealous of Y/N.” Minji gushes as she stands up and goes back to her spot. That was the last straw, you were so angry that all you could see was red.

“Come on, let’s go.” You angrily mutter as you grab Yoohyeon’s arm and practically drag her out the door.

Slamming the door shut behind you, you let out a frustrated sigh. You tried to pull Yoohyeon to the car, but kept struggling because she was stumbling every two seconds. Other than Minji, Yoohyeon was the one who drank the most. This may have contributed to what happened, however you were too upset right now to give her the benefit of the doubt. Giving up, you hold Yoohyeon’s waist and direct her to the car. As soon as she gets to the car, she attempts to open the driver’s door and get in.

“No no no no no.” You quickly stop her and bring her to the passenger side.

The drive home was completely silent, you wondered why she wouldn’t say anything but at the same time you didn’t want her to. Hearing her voice right now would only make things worse. You got there in record time, due to your emotionally-driven speeding. Once you got her inside, you made a beeline for the bathroom.

“Baby... I’m sorry.” Yoohyeon croaks out as you are walking away.

Ignoring her, you continue to walk into the bathroom and slam the door shut, locking it behind you. Standing with your back against the door, you sink to the floor. You couldn’t help the sobs that were coming out. With that awful scene replaying in your head, all you could do is cry.

Alongside the sadness, you felt emptiness in your heart. You were hoping that this was some kind of sick dream and that it never happened at all. However, it was real. You knew that at some point you’d have to confront Yoohyeon and talk to her about it, but for right now you were stuck on the floor crying.

After what felt like hours, you finally get up and leave the bathroom, not even caring to wipe away your tears. As you are making your way over to the kitchen, you get hugged from behind and a kiss is placed on the nape of your neck.

“Get off of me!” You snap while shoving her arms away. While turning around, you notice her tear-stained cheeks and red eyes.

“I’m s-sorry. I feel r-really bad.” She stutters while sniffling.

“I don’t want anything to do with you. Go away.” You demand coldly.

“But-” She lets out but you cut her off.

“I hate you and I hate your stupid friend. Now please leave me alone. Why don’t you just go over there and kiss her again? Hook up with her for all I care. I’m done with you and I don’t want to see your face ever again.” You explode, bolting towards the front door. An extremely tight grip on your wrist stops you from opening the door.

“I think you’re overreacting just a little. I don’t even like her like that.” Yoohyeon defends herself, dismissing your feelings in the process.

You try not to give her any response and leave, but her grip on your wrist is too strong for you to go anywhere.

“Let me go! You are only making it worse!” You scream out in frustration and try to release yourself from her grip with your other hand.

“I just want to know how I can fix this.” Yoohyeon pleads, looking you in the eyes.

“You can start by letting me go.” You respond passive-aggressively and she releases her grip. “The rest is for you to figure out.” You continue while opening the door and walking out towards your car.

You hated being vulnerable in front of her, especially when it comes to crying. So instead, you took it out on her with anger and reacting coldly. But the second you got in your car, the tears started falling freely once again. Even though you were distraught, you started up your car and drove off anyway.

Arriving at your destination, you wipe the tears from your face and hurriedly walk inside. You grab whatever alcohol you can find and bring it to the cash register. Noticing how distressed and miserable you look, the cashier rings it up without carding you. After paying for your items, you quickly run back to your car and take off again. The tears were coming and going along the way.

Eventually, you make it back to your own place. Turning on the lights, you began to realize how unfamiliar this place had become. You have been spending so much time at Yoohyeon’s place lately that you’ve barely had the time to be at yours. As much as you hate to admit it, you were starting to miss her.

Sighing, you check the time and see that it is currently 3:24am. With the bottle of alcohol still in your hand, you sit down on the couch and start thinking again. This causes you to become a crying mess again, so you decide to pop the cork and drink straight out of the bottle. Drinking your sorrows away was the best solution you could come up with.

You wake up with a piercing headache, not even realizing you blacked out in the first place. The sunshine that crept through the curtains of your window was only making the pain worse. Feeling nauseous, you hurriedly run to the bathroom. Before you knew it, all of the contents from last night got thrown up into the toilet. It didn’t take long for you to remember why you hated drinking so much.

Once you were sure that you were done, you got up and headed towards the kitchen. You make a bowl of cereal, trying to do anything to distract yourself. Maybe food would make you feel better. After that, you sit back down on the couch and try to think of ways to get away from your thoughts.

The temptation to check your phone was so strong and as much as you tried to fight it, you ended up losing that battle. It was surprising to see no new notifications on your lockscreen. That’s when it hits you, it’s over. You begin to wonder if it was your fault, maybe you were just being too harsh. It’s not like she wanted to kiss Minji in the first place.

Afterall, Minji was the problem. Not knowing her that well, you didn’t know whether it was the drunkenness or if she really just acts like that. Regardless, she had a lot of audacity to come onto your girlfriend like that.

The only person you wanted to see right now is Yoohyeon. You miss her affection and love. It was the first time in a long time where you woke up and didn’t receive a good morning kiss. Or get to cuddle with her to sleep. You desperately craved her, but you didn’t know if you’d ever be on good terms with her again.

Lots of time passes while you are investing all of your attention on some phone game. It was serving as a good distraction up until you heard a knock on your door. You sigh out of frustration as you get up, not really wanting to talk to anyone at the moment. Looking through the peephole of your door you see Yoohyeon, who is standing nervously and holding something behind her back.

You hesitate for a second. Although you wanted to see her, you weren’t sure if you were actually ready to face her yet. You decide to open the door anyways and the two of you make awkward eye contact before she clears her throat.

“I just want to apologize. Please let me apologize.” She begs, fearful that you’ll shut the door on her.

“Go ahead.” You encourage her, desperately waiting to hear what she has to say.

“I’m sorry for what happened last night. I shouldn’t have even let it happen. I understand that I hurt you by not stopping her and going along with it. And I know it was wrong. Since last night, I have completely cut Minji off. I don’t want anything to do with her after that. I hope you can forgive me.” Yoohyeon sincerely apologizes and hands you the flowers that she was holding behind her back.

Without saying a word, you pull her into a tight hug. That was everything that you needed to hear, a sincere apology while she was sober and a solution. Putting your own feelings aside, you felt sorry for her. Her best friend pressured her into doing something she didn’t want to do and you got mad at her.

“I’m sorry too. I shouldn’t have blown up on you like that when she was the one who pressured you in the first place.” You apologize, still holding Yoohyeon in your arms.

Silence takes over for a few seconds until she lets out a sniffle. Realizing that she is crying, you pull her in closer to you. She buries her face in your neck and you feel her teardrops hit your skin. You start to rub her back in an effort to comfort her.

“I love you.” She lets out in a quavering voice.

“I love you too.” You express genuinely.

She wipes away her tears and looks at you. A few seconds pass until she suddenly crashes her lips onto yours. The desperation and neediness of her kiss made you realize just how much she missed you. Finally, the craving you had for her affection was fulfilled.

The two of you were on good terms again and in the end, both of you realized just how much you needed each other.