#park jihyo reactions

[ghostykapi]

do you miss my name (said it between your breaths)

park jihyo & fem!reader

hi can i get an order of sapphics being sapphics and an extra shot of panic?

it’s a saturday today

while any other saturday is just as good to you, this is a very special saturday

all because today you are going to indulge yourself and go to a sapphic event

you were nervous, the bones were rattling, the teeth chattering, your breathing coming in short breaths, and your right leg bouncing up and down.

it was saturday, and you are going to faint at the bare thought of potentially seeing a goddess tonight.

just a week ago you were excited, remembering the happy gasp you had made when you saw the event promotion through instagram. you had barely gotten the last slot, which meant to you it was a sign to finally to venture out more

when the days before started to come by, it starts to hit you bit by bit, well until today. you sitting down on your bed, overthinking what to even wear

it doesn’t help that your style is typically like a college student, baggy sweatpants and a hoddie as your style from day to day when clocking off work. your friends barely threw any parties or celebrations too, so the most presentable outfit was a pair of slacks, a button up white long sleeve, paired with your leather shoes.

oh you are so doomed

but today is saturday, and sana is always looking for people to makeover on saturdays for fun

“hm” sana opens her closet, ruffling through the selection of dresses she wears “what do you feel about dresses?”

“not a fan but also not against it?” you are now sitting on sana’s bed, only now your leg won’t stay still out of habit “i mean it would be nice if it was long and flowy”

sana is still ruffling, and is now opening her drawers nearby to look at for more options

“was there a theme?”

“no not really, they just said like it was like a get together and you can talk and wine and paint?”

“paint? oooohh aren’t you a lover girl—oh what do you feel about dresses that show your back—ah no wait, it’s painting and wine, not really the right dress”

“yeah i mean it’s happening at that that thai restaurant downtown. the one that’s selling like those really good milkteas that i only knew now”

“psh you are such a loser, i love you but those milkteas have been there since like 5 months ago when i took tzuyu on a date”

“don’t you mean when my sister got stood up and you sped your way there?”

“shut up” sana shushes you, simply throwing you her floral dress, your eyes questioning the the fact that it’s a backless dress. a pretty floral dress that can kill

you look back up at her, already knowing she won’t take no for an answer despite what she said earlier

so yeah it’s saturday, sana is dressing you up. making sure you look the prettiest in that event. her gushing and tzu’s voice over the facetime reassuring a bit of your worries

jihyo on the other hand, totally isn’t stressing out. her outfit planned, ironed out on her bed. her new boots, which momo took courtesy of wearing it out with nothing but hands and stairs, already ready by the door.

“aren’t you excited for tonight” momo says over breakfast, observing jihyo across the table “more excited you’ve ever been since your last gig”

“i know i’m kind of shaking” jihyo laughs, and if momo notices the shakiness of it, she doesn’t comment or acknowledge it “it’s been a while”

momo doesn’t really continue the topic, knowing how long since jihyo has indulged in this kind of stuff. 5 years of focusing on the band and work made jihyo uninterested in any kind of romantic relationship or even simple dates.

“mhm and sana says she wants to do a girls night, so i won’t be home, probably going to crash at nayeon’s place if she gets too drunk” momo tells her, already giving away the apartment for the night “if jeongyeon will even let them drink”

jihyo barely thinks that someone might come home with her tonight, she doesn’t want to bring someone home in the first place. so she only replies with a muffled ‘okay’ before munching down the rest of her breakfast

so simple saturday for jihyo, a little excited, a little worried, but honestly it’s wine and paint and yummy food. she isn’t too worried or anxious

so someone explain to her why when it hits five p.m., when she’s in front of the restaurant, the organizers are happily ushering her in, her breath gets stuck in her throat as she notices how much other sapphics are there already

she’s looking around, taking notes at every person she sees, even the ones who stare at her for too long that she’s sporting a blush on the tip of her ears

it’s early, jihyo knows that, but when you walk in before it hits six p.m., she feels like she’s being sucker punched over the table she’s sitting at

you’re barely any better, but god sana was having so much fun with your makeup that it leaves most of the attendees double taking on you. the backless floral dress is a bold choice, but having half of the venue gawking at how you look makes you feel shy

nervous, excited, anxious. those were what both of you were feeling and yet—

when you see her, your throat goes dry at how she looks. sporting in a simple fit tank top, a leather jacket, dark baggy jeans and killer boots, you contemplate if you want her or to be her

when she sees you, she thinks she’s been blessed by sappho herself. the dress is stunning yes, but the way you smile, the way your eyes keep her from looking away, your glow under the warm lights

this isn’t love at first sight

this is finally finding someone who you might be your soulmate

the organizers wisk you away though, towards the registration booth and jihyo has to blink the stars out of her eyes before nursing her wine again. her nerves finally showing her what it means to get curious, excited and anxious all at the same time

she keeps her eyes on you, the way you smile and chat with the registration team. the way your hair drapes over your shoulders, the way your laugh sounds like an angel’s call, the way your back flexes those subtle muscles that makes everyone know that you work out

she doesn’t look away even when you take your stub and claim your free wine, giggling at that tall organizer that’s too close to you. that pesky ugly (she isn’t jihyo is just jealous) one that is trying to charm you away

so jihyo does what future you thinks is adorable and future her thinks is so stupid

“i think you don’t need to tell this pretty lady the same pick up line you use and fail for every person you met tonight”

you turn around and face jihyo, who’s eyes are glaring at the organizer, who’s stuttering a response. her hands barely ghosting over your waist, claiming you away from them.

not that you mind anyway her hands stayed there the entire night

she barely lets the organizer have a coherent reply, as she leads you towards her table, her heart racing as you laugh at the organizer’s defeated face. her brain itching to get more of that kick, more of your happiness out loud

“the pick up line isn’t that bad” you tell jihyo, your voice having the power to make jihyo fall on her knees

“no you don’t understand it’s been, what 30 minutes of her trying the same pickup line? on over 29 other women? i need her to stop and you don’t deserve that” jihyo lets you sit down, your breath hitching at how much you catch yourself enjoying much of jihyo’s undivided attention to you

“yeah? well” you try to look at her eyes properly, you really do. it’s just when she tilts her head and lets some strands of hair cover her eyes, you fond yourself looking away, knowing that she now resembles a look of a puppy “thank you for saving me then”

“anything for a pretty girl” what is jihyo even saying? momo would point and laugh at her right now if she were here, but she isn’t. it’s you who’s here and it’s you who blushes and ducks her head

so you both finally talk, despite the fact that you both are a mess, on this beautiful saturday evening. the organizers give out painting materials and the items you both want to paint. her’s being an ash tray despite being a non-smoker and yours being a a small woman’s bust, just to add decor in your home.

conversation flows, sharing hobbies, favorite food, travel spots, respective jobs, recommended music genres, best recipes for drinks, niche interests.

even then jihyo notices when the paint gets on your arm, her hands moving before she can think

“here let me” she basically focused on only you, barely on the ash tray she chose to paint. her hands already gently wiping the paint on your arm and her body inching closer towards yours

it’s only then you realize that she’s so close to your face when she looks up, your breaths tangling in the air, your lips only a few inches apart

“mhm” so close she is so close, but much to your disappointment, one of the organizers comes by to check on your progress, effectively making jihyo pull away a respectable arm’s reach before reassuring that everything is going well bb

damn were you expecting a kiss?

you don’t know how to even explain it

still you find that her company is nice, her jokes are good and makes you laugh, that she’s attentive and helps you remember to paint carefully, her smile now finally engraved in your head.

so when the paint dries, you get some food, you can’t deny that you’re into her. the way she smiles at every delighted sound as you eat, the way she becomes ‘angry’ with every bite, the way she wipes away any food or sauce near your lips with her thumb, her eyes lingering a bit too long for you to deny it.

so dinner is also good, amazing even, because wow you just learned that the world is small, and your roommate is apparently childhood friends with her roommate. so the only thing keeping you both from meeting each other any time sooner is because she’s so busy

jihyo also find this whole experience amazing, because she’s managed to keep you giggly this entire time, she’s now a person closer to seeing you again and again, she can take you out for coffee every weekend when she has to drag momo to sana for their weekly hangouts.

oh and yeah the food gets paid by jihyo. even if you protest it goes in vain, and she teases you to simply return the favor next time.

“next time?” you playfully scoff, walking towards the exit with jihyo, your arms linked together, eyes once more on you in either with happiness or in envy “what makes you think of a next time”

she opens the door for you, and leads you out of the prying eyes of others, but it doesn’t matter. not when you both only have it on each other

“i just know sweet girl” jihyo is cocky, but she’ll make you love this side of her more and more you see her “i just know”

KA-BOOM

the sound of thunder redirects both of you to look up at the sky, the rain pouring down on the city. both of you completely forgetting to check the weather app before leaving

“i forgot my umbrella” you look up at the sky, the lightning flashes dancing around, indicating that rain is all night. maybe even until the morning

jihyo also looks up, the first drops of rain splattering down at the side walk in front of them. it doesn’t get any of you wet, but she looks at you, and notices your eyes dimming at the thought of rain and no umbrella

“i can drive you home” jihyo says without a thought

“oh you’re so sweet but i really don’t want to bother you. it’s late and i don’t want to overstep anything”

“nonsense” she’s already wrapping her jacket around you, you’re breath hitching at how looking up at her is changing your brain “i have to make sure this gorgeous girl gets home safe”

she runs off to her car across the street before you can even reply, gawking at how bold she is and how much you are enjoying it. one hand holding both of your bags with your art works inside, and the other holding the leather jacket to keep you warm.

you barely have to wait a minute on the entrance of the restaurant, when jihyo returns, the large clear umbrella enough to keep you dry. she helps you stand up, zip up the jacket and pats down your dress.

she’s already grabbing your things before you can argue, shushing you up and leading both of you towards her car, which she drives you home with all the songs you tell her sounds nice, and her hand holding yours over the gear stick.

“i had fun tonight” you guys arrive at your apartment building, your fantasy coming to an end “especially with you”

jihyo doesn’t want this dream to stop

so she does what her heart tells her to.

in the future, she tends to flush red at the remembrance that she leaned too far and has to tilt her head up, just to kiss you. her hands resting gently on your waist and your arms on top of her shoulders, leaving you both star struck

“is that ok?” jihyo is nervous when she pulls away and looks at you, eyes closed and lips parted, tempting her to go for another kiss

“mhm” she melts when you open your eyes and give her a smile, the one that punches her in the gut “can i get another one? preferably right now and another one on my couch”

[multiphandomunnies]

Twice reactions

crush confessing

bf is an actor

bf is a cop

bf is a tattoo artist

*T* bf used to self harm

bf is a doctor

bf is a wizard

s.o is a scientist

bf is a bartender

bf is a nerd

bf surprises them with dinner

bf plays for the european clubs

how twice would kiss

bf is a horror author

their tough bf is crying

bf exercising

s.o has a dream about losing them

s.o works late

bf feels insecure

coming how to their gf asleep in her books

s.o makes something special

how would twice wake you up

showering with you *J line *

how twice would comfort you

bf in public

bf watches anime

haunted house au

receiving a gift from their crush

high school au

youtuber au

sana’s bday

haunted house au part 2

angel/demon au

s.o drinks a lot of coffee

spending the day with s.o

seeing you reading a smut fic of them (*M*)

s.o has autism

s.o throwing them over their shoulder

s.o has a tattoo of their name

s.o sees them in a bathing suit

bf visits them at a fansign

gf wants a lot of kids

being embarrassed

gf has really bad period cramps

gf being cheesy in front of the members

haunted house au part 3

twice sleepover

idol gf faints

gf has a scar

seeing their gf naked

s.o is a leo

s.o fainting after a roller coaster ride

s.o is a sagittarius

s.o punches a stranger

another member likes gf

s.o being smaller

falling for a foreigner

s.o send inappropriate photo

you using a strap on(*M*)

s.o playing an instrument

partner moves in

gf has low self esteem

finds out crush is trans

twice as little sisters

gf is a terrible dancer

have wet dream about their s.o

not wearing panties (*M*)

finding out gf is related to got7

little sister is debuting as an idol

gf compliments another member a lot

s.o says i love you for the first time

s.o is in cosplay

watching a horror film with s.o

haunted house au part 4

s.o has abs

gf cuts her hair short

hurting their s.o and regretting it

seeing their s.o working extremely hard

as types of yandere

s.o is the leader of a secret organization

gf is an idol producer

they think their bf is cheating on them

[purecantarella]

Behind the Scenes

short jihyo fic because her solo made me feral in the best wayyyy AHAHAHAH i hope yall will enjoy this one and do stream the zyolo 💓 park jihyo x reader disclaimer/s : none, this is purely floof and i needed this floof in my life rn

"...by tomorrow we'll be having consultation for the outfits in the videos and once alterations have been made to suit you, we'll proceed to filming." Jihyo's manager finished briefing her for the preparation of her first solo. The vocalist was rather excited for the whole ordeal but at the same time it was still nerve wracking.

Her manager, seeing how distraught the singer was, smiled warmly before placing their phone down. "You're going to be amazing, you're going to look amazing. It's going to be a breathtaking debut." Pausing to stand up from the table they sat at, "Don't stress too much about it."

Try as she had, there was no getting the thoughts out of her head. All her thoughts, all the negative ideas in her head vanished in an instant when you ran into the room. Panting for air, mussed hair, and a stack of unorderly papers clutched in your arm.

You'd been running yourself ragged trying to keep your boss happy, working as an assistant to one of the clothing directors in the building. It was good work experience if you ever wanted to work in a field like hers. A shocked expression finds its way to your face when you see Jihyo staring at you, suppressing a giggle.

You smile sheepishly before bowing lowly. Hopeful, you look around the room, silently praying that another staff member was around to ask for directions around the massive building. The singer notices the look on your face, wanting to put you out of your misery she asks, "Anything in particular you're looking for?"

A nervous laugh claws its way out of your throat before you shift the papers to one arm, scratching the back of your neck. "I seem to have lost my boss and I think she might kill me if she finds out I'm asking you of all people about it."

In spite of the fact you were clearly on edge to talk to one of the influential idols in the company, Jihyo was charmed by you. She smiles before placing the mug back down on the table in front of her. "Depends what department your boss is from...Could be from anywhere."

You hear the teasing nature in her voice which makes you chuckle softly. "I'm working with wardrobe for a few artists, if I do well they might consider hiring me full time." You explain, straightening your posture.

The singer nods, eyes never straying from you. The intensity in her gaze leaving you absolutely speechless and in awe. "I'm pretty sure you'll find everyone on the third floor. That's where we usually have fittings before promotions anyway."

You nod quickly and are out the door in a flash, making Jihyo burst out laughing. In a second you were back, "Thank you so much...uh...yeah that's all. I hope to see you around!" You add before leaving again, the remainder of the singer's smile grows.

"I hope so too, little ball of sunshine." She whispers to herself before taking another sip of her drink. The thoughts of her solo drifting far away, in its place the thought of the easily-frazzled, new hire.

The next day, Jihyo was far too tired to even listen to the things her members were trying to pep her up with. She appreciated them nonetheless but none of it was sinking into her. She was nothing but a ticking time bomb waiting to explode then and there.

Upon walking into the fitting room though, she found herself staring at you as you plucked each outfit from the rack.

She couldn't help the smile that bloomed on her face when she saw your focused look. You were much more composed than when she first saw you. "Didn't think I'd see you again so soon." Jihyo says while walking up to you. It made her heart soar when she saw the composed expression just melt away into one of shock. After a giggle, she continues, "Would have caught your name if I'd known."

You smile and bow before her stylist, your boss, walks in with a dumbfounded look on her face when she sees you talking to Jihyo. You flinch before looking down at the sketches of other designs for other shoots. "I'll just have these sent to the execs assistants for approval-"

Before you could jolt out of the room, much like you did the day before, Jihyo took you boldly by the wrist. "No, I'd like it if you stayed." You and the other stylists were rather taken aback. Artists could ask for these types of things, but ordinarily they wouldn't ask interns to stay.

You look to the stylist for approval and when she nods off, you place the papers back down. Silently, listening and watching intently as the group discussed the outfits for the video and then the ones for the stage performances. Taking in every ounce of it. It was good experience on your end to just be sitting in the same room as them. However, it was rather difficult for you to focus with Park Jihyo sitting mere feet away from you.

Then Jihyo took you by surprise again.

"What do you think?" She asks looking in your direction. Your snapped out of the hazy thoughts. The lead stylist tries to distract her from asking you anything. She had nothing against you, but she was well aware you were new. As respectfully as she could, Jihyo pipes up, "I truly appreciate the effort, unnie, but I just want a fresh perspective on everything."

All eyes are on you again as she stares at you with a gentle smile, "If you were watching the music video, which outfit would be the most eye catching." You think for a moment, standing to get a better look at the photos of the designs.

Jihyo watches as your brows crease together, trying to figure out which one was the best. There's an adoration that blooms in her chest when you sort through every piece and as you stand upright with a photo of a top in hand. It's a photo of a black tube top with a denim accent, and you walk to the racks, sifting through the options on display.

She sees you smile as you pull out a pair of baggy denim jeans. "I think that this..." You lift the photo, then the pair of pants, "And this would be perfect...it's trendy right now and it would accentuate your..." You pause, clearing your throat, "...assets while still being comfortable enough to perform whatever choreography you have lined up."

You pause again, Jihyo smiles wider as you continue. "And for your hair it would be nice if you did something similar to what you did during the Alcohol Free performances, half up-half down with gold accessories to break up the primarily denim and blue colors." You finish with a proud smile.

You realize that you'd taken over the meeting and blush embarrassed. Again, you clear your throat, placing the pants back on the rack and the photo back on the table. "But that's just what I think anyway..." You say as your shoulders tense up. Finding your seat an entire table away from Jihyo again.

You're fully prepared to melt into the ground there and then when suddenly, "I love it." You look up and see Jihyo's wide, proud smile. A jolt in your chest made a small smile grow on your lips. "She has a point...with everything."

There's a swell of pride in your chest as the discussion of the rest of her outfits continues. You catch her sneaking glances your way and it leaves you flustered and blushing every time.

By the end of the meeting, the lead stylist smiled and whispered that you did a good job before leaving to meet with another group for their comeback wardrobe. You stayed a little longer to organize the files left on the table. All the while you were grinning thinking that Park Jihyo loved your ideas. That you were given the opportunity to play a bigger role than what you'd originally thought.

You'd always admired Jihyo, even before you met her personally. You weren't much of a fan of TWICE but you'd seen videos of how she was a competent and loving leader, an amazing vocalist, and one of the kindest people in the industry. The idea of her being exactly as her public image had your heart melting.

Not a lot of idols you'd met were anything close to the personas they projected.

You were pretty much done with fixing the rest of the files and photos when there was a light knock at the door. You lift your head to see the wide, bright eyes you couldn't get out of your head since yesterday. The smile on your face doubles in size and it clearly pleases Jihyo.

"Don't go running out just yet, please?" She teased, you blush and press your hands flat down on the papers in front of you. "It seems like you're in a rush every time I see you."

You chuckle softly before Jihyo walks up to you. "I just wanted to get your name before things get too crazy."

A brow immediately shoots up and a burst of confidence surges through you. "Just my name...?" You see the shock on Jihyo's expression and you're ready to take it all back in a heartbeat. But it morphs into one of amusement and a certain boldness to it.

"You're an interesting one aren't you?" Her laugh echoes through the empty room. "It might sound stupid, but I calm down when you're around. Everything doesn't seem as daunting..." The singer trails off, her gaze trailing from you.

There's a silence. It isn't uncomfortable. But it lingers, it's soft and the atmosphere is warm. The confidence still surging through you, you walk up to her, one of the stray papers in your hand. Quickly yet neatly, you jot your number down on the sheet with your name. You place it in front of her.

The singer looks at you, eyes warm but there was a lingering fear that had always been there. Before you know it, you're beside her with your hand on her shoulder. You take a deep breath, "Should everything become too much or overwhelming. I'm always willing to be behind the scenes helping you through it."

You smile, return to where you once stood preparing yourself to lug the other files to executives and to other designers and stylists. The smile returns to her face as you pick up the papers.

"I'll see you around, Jihyo." You say as you wave swiftly before disappearing out the door once again. The singer smiles warmly watching you run down the halls.

She presses her hand to her chest, as she reads the note you left. A serenity washing over her as she whispers, "I'll see you around, Y/n..."

okay this came out so much messier and so much later than i had intended ???? im working on getting back into the mindset of writing and back into the minds and personas of idols AHAHAHAHAH i hope yall enjoyed this regardless tho :"") i can't promise when i'll come back but i have a lotta drafts i wanna get out soon but until then, i hope you lovelies are keeping safe and healthy!! i love you all vv much and i will see you soon 💓 - r

[cry4mina]

Park Maintenance

(Jealous!Jihyo x reader)

Word Count: 6.8k Smut/A secret second thing/Smut Summary: Jihyo decides that she wants to leave you feral all day, it backfires. TW: THIS IS ABOUT FUCKING! Aggressive top jihyo, public sex, degrading, teasing, intentionally making someone jealous, there is theme park sex happening. Momo and Nayeon are present, more Momo than Nayeon. A/N: Happy 3 Months of Cry4Mina! I truly never thought it would be this much fun and I'm so grateful to all those who follow me and show support for me and my writing! <3 I guess the smut didn't really take me that long at all. Thank you to the human who wishes to remain anonymous for helping me name the fic and letting me rant about it. And also @myouicieloz for constantly keeping me sane while I write LMAOOOOO As always, DMs and Asks are open for feedback and requests! :)<3 love u mean it. drink water.

Strong arms wrap themselves around you, wiggling a little closer to your body with a few heavy restful breaths. Eyelashes graze across your neck, a few lazy kisses placed along your jaw and a soft “good morning, baby” lightly draws you out of your dreams. 

You stretch, shaking off some of the stiffness of drowsiness before turning to your side, nuzzling into Jihyo further, putting your head against her chest, arms mirroring hers in the way of draping around her. 

“Still sleepy, my love?” her digits gently slide up the back of your neck, twirling your hair softly while placing a few languid pecks down your cheeks.

“Mhmm..” followed by a small sigh into her skin as you relax into her.

“We’ve got big plans today, remember? We are going to the amusement park with Nayeon and Momo, but…” her fingers trail down your bare back, lips brushing across yours.

“I’d love to start the day with those cute sleepy moans you make.” Her hand grips you tightly, locking you in place against her. 

Jihyo’s other hand finds its way between your legs. Ghosting her middle finger up and down your slit, her touch gets just a little more pressure with every pass of your clit. Sluggishly trying to match her pace for a moment before she stops moving her fingers all together.  

Eyes still half lidded from slumber, you arch your back and press your chest into hers like it’s muscle memory. She giggles into your mouth, teasing you more with each feeble lunge of your hips. 

Jihyo smirks, rolling you onto your back and sweeps one of her legs over you to straddle one of your thighs, fixing herself so she can grind down on you without removing her lips from yours. 

 A small whine slips from your throat and she slides her tongue into your mouth, taking the opportunity as it presents itself. She slides her pussy across your thigh, inciting a primal reaction from you. 

What started slow and sweet, rapidly gets hot and heavy. Your hands are navigating around her body, desperately trying to get her to finish what she started. 

Whining tandemly, the song of want emerges from the two of you tangled in each other, she breaks the kiss. Noses caressing each other while she studies the desperation seeping through your skin. 

“Use your words, baby. Tell me what you want.” whispered into your mouth. The tone is seductive and irresistible. 

Feeling her slick drip down your thigh, Jihyo was in a mood today and you were happy to take full advantage of that.  

The question burns in her eyes and you give her the silent permission she asks for. Breath shuddering as she lowers her mouth to your chest, leaving a tightly woven line of opened mouth kisses with a few soft bites sprinkled in between. 

She makes her way down your stomach and to your hips, biting your hip bones before trailing her tongue down to your inner thigh. 

“I want you- shit, please” almost voiceless in anticipation of what patterns her tongue is going to draw.

“You already have me, darling. Just tell me how you want me.” Another push of encouragement, she just wanted to hear you say what your body was craving from her. 

Jihyo places her elbows down on the sheets between your legs, holding her chin with one of her hands and returning to tease your slit once again, lazily gliding her finger up and down, patiently waiting for you.

“Fuuuuck- Hyo, please! I need to feel your tongue on me!” rocking your hips forward to get closer to her. 

“You looks so pretty when you’re desperate like this but…” She’s stone-faced…that can only mean one thing. 

“I don’t think that was good enough, honey. Maybe you should try again?” her eyebrow raises, patiently waiting for a reply. It wasn’t exactly rare to see her so…dominant, but it always kind of sprung itself on you, not that you were complaining. 

“Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeee just fuck me, baby” wanting her was an understatement, you were absolutely spiraling down a cyclone of pure need. 

“Who?” gently slapping your clit one, two, three times and you jolt under every smack. 

“Sorry…-M-mommy fu- fuck, please!” whimpered between the splattering of your wetness

“Good girl.” a devious grin graces her face before she gets to work. 

Aggressively swiping her tongue up your pussy and gripping your thighs hard enough to leave marks just like you liked. The slurping sounds she made on you only makes you want it more. 

Jihyo is holding you down by the hips, persistently licking your clit before she slides 2 fingers inside you, not giving you any time to adjust. 

Without any shame about the ache sitting in your cunt, you thrust your hips up into her mouth and back down onto her fingers. She slows her licks down, fingers digging deep into you, building and building the knot that was going to burst at any moment. 

“Mommy…right fucking there, Please don’t stop! Don’t fucking stop!”  The thread about to break, you are about to come undone beneath her when you both hear a vibration coming from the nightstand. Jihyo’s getting a call from Momo.

“Please keep going, I’m so close… feels so good unghh…Mommy, pleaseeeee!” still one hundred percent in this, not giving a single shit about that phone call. 

A light bulb goes off in her head, you can see the sparkle in her eye as she keeps her fingers moving. She starts to suck on your clit harshly, pushing you even closer to the edge. . 

“Oh fuck, right fucking there- I’m gonna cum!” 

Jihyo completely removes herself from you, stands up and walks over to her phone, dragging her wet fingers up your torso as you writhe on the bed, completely infuriated that she would just stop. 

“WHY would you do that?! Baby, I was about to c-” 

“Hey Momo! …Yes, we are almost ready. Y/n just has to shower and then we will be on our way to come get you both!”

If looks could kill, Jihyo would be dead. You stand up, legs shaking from the tension built up that is now trapped in you and running through your limbs like an endless circuit. 

Storming off to the bathroom, you fling the door open in frustration. The smack of the doorknob on the wall startles your girlfriend who is still on the phone. 

“I'll text you when we are on the way, okay?…alright, I’ll see you soon…okay, bye Momo!” you can hear the grin that’s plastered on her face when she hangs up the phone. Giggling to herself, She’s so proud of herself for ruining your orgasm, she can’t even contain it. 

Meanwhile, your palms on the counter, looking up at yourself in the mirror to see you completely disheveled, shaking, and dawning a thin sheen of sweat laid onto your skin. Agony wreaks havoc inside you, unable to focus on much but the feeling of emptiness between your legs. 

Jihyo walks into view, leaning her shoulder and head against the door frame with that cheeky smile on her face, arms crossed to push her tits up, teasing you just that much more. 

“Baby, don’t be upset” sauntering over with a pout. 

She hugs you from behind, pressing her chest into your back and kissing your shoulder before resting her chin on it. Fingertips tracing down your sides, and over your thigh, grazing your heat with the lightest of touches. 

Bending over the quartz surface, you back up into her. Not allowing an inch of space between the two of you, wiggling your ass on her. 

“Please…I can’t be like this all day, baby. Don’t you want to taste me again?” A whiney attempt at trying to bait her into letting you cum.

“I promise that I won’t let you fall asleep tonight without cumming for me, okay?” lips brushing down your spine paired with a few tender pecks, finger still toying with your clit, and the fire pooling low in your stomach sits painfully heavy. Panting in response to the sensations. 

“Fuck, you’re so sexy when you’re like this” passionately murmured between the kisses and little love bites.  

“I love seeing how much you want me…” dipping her finger between your lips, gathering some of your essence on her fingers.

“Look how needy you are for me, baby” pressing her middle finger against her thumb before pulling them apart, revealing how drenched you were with a thick string of slick. 

Panting as you watch her and not breaking eye contact, she licks you off her fingers. Shuddering when she grabs your chin harshly, pressing her forehead against yours, and sliding her hand down your neck. Pecking your lips enough so you get a taste of yourself before winking at you and then stepping into the shower and turning it on. 

Frozen in pure lust, jaw on the floor, you just stand and take in the fact that you were going to have to go about your day like this AND she was intentionally making it worse…

“Oh, fuck you!” hissed out into the bathroom. 

A cackle echos off the tiles in the shower along with the water hitting the floor and draining. Peeking her head around the shower curtain to see you standing there half way dissociated, she smirks again thinking it’s just her leaving you orgasmless that’s making you this way. 

“You coming, darling? I made sure it was cold just to shock the horny out of you” ushering you into the shower, disregarding the state you were in. 

“Not until later, apparently!” frustration lingers in the space. You are already trying to create a plan on how you’d get revenge on her for this.  

—

The car ride was quiet, staying silent even when Jihyo would talk to you. Still pissed off and too wound up to even pretend like you weren’t second away from touching yourself in the passenger seat. Carelessly cross your legs and squeeze them together to get some kind of relief.

“No, baby!” Jihyo takes one of her hands off the wheel and swats your thighs to tell you to uncross them.

“None of that now, I want all of that for later, hm? Plus you haven’t said a word to me so why should I reward you?” The cocky smirk makes you want smack it off her face but your mind wanders to riding her mouth instead.  

Sure, this was a fun game to play, but edging the entire day after a ruined orgasm and cruel intentional teasing wasn’t something you wanted to do, at least today. 

“I hate you.” Arms crossed across your chest as you look out the passenger window daydreaming about satiating the painful ache inside of you.

“Honey, you know that's not true.” watching her in the reflection, scoffing at her as she starts pouting again. 

Unable to see her reach over, she grabs your hand, lacing her fingers with yours and kissing the top of your hand to try to soften you a little bit. You weren’t going to budge, tugging your hand out of hers, making sure she saw the annoyed look on your face before crossing your arms again. 

“You are so mad at me!” chuckling hard enough to startle you. 

“Baby, if you can be good for me today…” car stopping right in front of Nayeon and Momo’s shared apartment. 

Jihyo puts her car into park and turns to face you. It’s hard not to look into her big brown eyes, they were your weakness. She uses that to her advantage, another cute pout dawns her face. 

“Y/n…” whined out and she grabbed your hand again, resting her chin on your palm so you hold her face, an attempt to get you to break and crack a smile. It almost works.

“I’ll give you exactly what you want when we get home, okay baby? Just be a good girl for me today and I’ll-” 

Jihyo cut off by the sound of the back seat opening, Momo and Nayeon climb in and greet the two of you, prompting Jihyo to rotate and get ready to drive again. Nayeon offers a sweet happy “Hiiii!” and Momo seems to be dreading the day ahead. 

The ride to the park carries on as you’d expect, soft music plays through while the three of them chat about the park you were currently headed to and the rides they wanted to go on. Not really being a theme park person, you just sat and tried to plot how you were going to get revenge on Jihyo for this morning's antics. 

“What do you mean you don’t like rollercoasters?!” Jihyo’s voice carries loudly through the smaller space, pulling you out of the daydream you were having. 

“I just don’t like them…I only agreed because Nayeon said that she would take me to that new expensive restaurant tomorrow if I agreed to go today…” Momo groaned, definitely not happy to be in this situation. 

“Don’t worry, Momo” speaking up for the first time since they’ve gotten in the car. Jihyo was surprised when you chimed in, especially after being silent aside from the few words you have before they got into the car.

“I'll stay with you while these two run a muck, I’m not really in a roller coaster mood today, but let's do the other rides with them” 

“I thought this was something you wanted to do? I wanted to go on some roller coasters with you today.” side eyeing you from the driver seat, she seems a little pissed off when you realize the possibility here.

“I’ve already been on one today, thanks.” tension now apparent to the others present. 

“But you’ve got Nayeon to go on roller coasters with, baby! I can keep Momo company while you wait in the lines.” your grin is a little too wide for Jihyo’s liking and it very much seemed like you had an ulterior motive. 

Before you and Jihyo started dating, you mentioned to her one time about how you thought Momo was attractive and she never let you forget it. Always seemingly a little more defensive when you were around her. Jealous when Momo made you laugh or if you got too close to her. 

You didn’t really know each other too well but you knew that Jihyo would be watching you when you were close to her. That is exactly what you wanted. 

Momo and Nayeon can sense something is up but they can’t see the furrowing of her brows, and the way she is biting the inside of her cheeks to know for certain. She reaches over and grabs your hand, seemingly a little anxious that maybe she made you a little too mad this morning. Maybe she teased you a little too much.  

Squeezing her hand for a little for some reassurance, still not looking at her. You absolutely were still upset about that morning but it was all part of the game…the one she didn’t realize that she was still playing. Plan set in motion, you were going to get exactly what you wanted from her…and hopefully, sooner than anticipated. 

–

Walking into the park, you take the path to the right and start riding the rides in order. The roller coasters were usually towards the back of the park, so most of the ones up front were a yes for everyone. The lines weren’t too long and you were enjoying the distraction from your hopeless desire for Jihyo, when they were present.

Jihyo was extremely affectionate with you when the opportunity presented itself. Maybe she did actually feel bad for how this morning went… Holding you from behind, barely letting go of your hand, and pressing her lips against your shoulders and cheeks anytime she had the opening to. 

She wouldn’t let you leave her side for more than 5 minutes before searching for you, the clinginess is cute…you are almost sorry for what you were about to do. 

“Wasn't this that rollercoaster you were talking about last night, baby? You and Nayeon should go on it!” pushing her to the line with Nayeon. 

“Yes! Let’s go!” Nayeon takes off, leaving Momo behind with you and Jihyo who is furrowing her brows at you again. She looks too cute when she’s frustrated.

Momo and you look at each other, having not spent a lot of time alone together, she’s not really sure where to start a conversation with you. 

“Uhm…do you want to go get a snack?” remembering that Momo was partial to foods and maybe you could find some common ground. 

“Oh, Absolutely!” heading to the food cart near the ride that they were on so you weren’t out of sight…you wanted to make sure she watched what was about to happen. 

Grabbing a churro and a large pretzel, you and momo found a bench to sit on. You talked about a few different things and found that you actually did have some common ground. Enjoying a lot of the same flavors of food broke the ice between the two of you. 

You asked about her and what her schedules were like, understanding a little more than most about how time consuming they could be because of your girlfriend who was looking over and scowling every few minutes. Unable to stifle the laugh when you see it, Momo looks at you in confusion. 

“What’s so funny?” 

“Jihyo and I…we had a moment this morning before we came and picked you and Nayeon up. She’s been so clingy because she thinks I’m mad at her…and she keeps looking over here and making this face like she’s annoyed, I think she’s getting a little jealous because I’ve been cold with her a little today.” giggles lacing the explanation.

“Wait, why would she be jealous? I’m not going to hit on you…wait, not that you aren’t worthy of me hitting on you, but you’re obviously with Jihyo…not that I’m trying to hit on you or anything…not saying that I wouldn’t but it would be rude of me…to do that” stammering through the sentence and flustering herself, she turns bright red, unable to shield her embarrassment. 

“Relax, relax” you assure her.

“Listen, I’m actually trying to make her a little jealous…Would you be interested in helping me stoke the fire? You won’t have to do anything crazy.” asking for consent before carrying on with the plan you hatched. 

“...I don’t know, I mean she is my friend. What did you have in mind?” hesitant to agree, though she does have a small smile on her face. 

“Wait, I have to know…what did she do that made you mad?” now wanting the context of the situation. 

“Well, uhm, I don’t mind telling you but it’s definitely TMI.”  a warning before the tale.

“I live with Nayeon, there is no such thing as TMI. Especially because of the sounds that her and Jeongyeon make when she comes to stay the night…trust me, I’ll be okay. Spill!” chuckled back to you.

“Okay, so you know this morning when you called?” 

Momo nods her head. 

“Well we were in the middle of something and I was about to…you know…and she stopped and answered the phone…and never came back to finish what she started. But she sure did come back to make sure I stayed in that state and mindset” blinking a few times for emphasis. 

“Oh, she’s evil for that. Also, so sorry! I would never intentionally cock block you.” containing her laughter as best she could, she wasn’t trying to make you feel bad. 

“Okay, I’ll bite. I would be so mad if someone left me like that.” agreeing to your plan. 

Momo was very stunning and that was easy to admit. Her muscular arms were enough to cause a scene, beautiful face, charming voice and she cooks? She was quite the catch. Jihyo being aware of the way you view Momo made it almost too perfect.

Your hand travels up to her exposed bicep and rests there. Momo looks over at Jihyo, who is gawking at the two of you and typing furiously on her phone without even looking down. 

The table vibrates. 

Someone got a text message. 

Momo looks at you, waiting for you to reach for your phone to see if it was exactly what you both knew it was. 

“I want to see what happens if I just ignore it.” poking Jihyo even harder as you start tracing the outline of Momo’s shoulders and giving her the “fuck me” eyes. 

“Do you think she’s still looking?” Momo was afraid to look where her members were waiting. 

Phone pinging rapidly against the table, a slew of text messages barrage your phone. Making sure to roll your eyes just to add insult to injury before picking up your phone and seeing what your girlfriend had sent you. 

Baby<3: why are you that close to her?

Baby<3: what are you doing…

Baby<3: y/n…

Baby<3: why the fuck are you touching her like that?

Baby<3: Answer me.

Baby<3: Now. 

“Oh, she is definitely looking and she is definitely pissed.” giggling, putting your hand back on her arm, but her forearm this time. Swinging your head back to where Nayeon and Jihyo were in line, Nayeon is covering her mouth and trying not to laugh and Jihyo’s arms are crossed, staring daggers at the two of you.

“She looks pretty upset…are you sure you want to keep this up?” an apprehensive tone out of Momo as Jihyo and Nayeon step into the ride, getting seated, and fixing the safety equipment so it fits them the way it’s supposed to. 

Jihyo’s eyes never leave you. 

Winking at her and blowing her a kiss right before the ride launches off, you cackle when she’s out of sight. Momo isn’t really sure how to react to you seeing how mad Jihyo was. 

“So you want her angry…as revenge?”

“More jealous, but I’ll take angry too.”

“Won’t this…start a fight or something? Wouldn’t that be counterproductive?” questioning your motives. 

“You said there was no TMI right?” ready to spill the tea to her, knowing she would understand after you said it out loud. 

“Right.”

“She gets very…passionate…when she’s jealous…but she knows I would never cheat on her.” letting Momo in further to the game you were playing, the roller coaster still going, slingshotting over your head. 

Looking up at Jihyo as she passes over you, hand still on Momo when it happens and you can see the flash of rage on her face as she and Nayeon pass by. 

“This is literally so she will be…more aggressive…with you?” finally putting the pieces together.

Nodding your head with a devious smile, she can’t help but belly laugh at the plan you put together. 

“I know we are just getting to know each other now but I can see why you’re together. Especially if this is the response you have to what happened between you this morning. It’s like a game and I think we both know how competitive she is.” Nodding in agreement with herself. 

“Let’s just hope it goes the way I think it will. So far, she’s losing!” chuckling with Momo about the shared information. Even if your plan fell through, at least you were sure you had made a better friend out of Momo. 

Jihyo and Nayeon get off the ride, walking back over to you and the tension in Jihyo is palpable. She’s trying to mask it while Nayeon talks to her but when she approaches you, she sits between you and Momo on the bench, slamming her hand down on your thigh and squeezing as a reminder of her title. 

“Let’s head to the next one, the app says it’s only a 20 minute wait!” Nayeon sings loudly before standing and taking off. The three of you stand, Jihyo in silence, and you and Momo carry on the previous conversation you were having about food.

Jihyo grabs your hand vigorously, trying to get your attention. Even with the harsh display of affection, you made sure to stay present in the conversation with Momo, much to Jihyo’s dismay. 

Jihyo scoffs at you, throwing your hand that wasn’t holding hers down and walking, faster than both of you. 

Another few minutes and you were at the next ride, Jihyo and Nayeon get in line, you and Momo take a seat in view and continue on with your plan. Still talking about random topics, your hands tugging on the sleeves of the tank top she was wearing, and Jihyo burning holes into your skin and sending more angry text messages. 

Too bad your phone was on “Do not disturb”

“She’s really pissed, Y/n…maybe we should stop…” Momo is looking up at Jihyo, whose hands are now balled into fists, visibly clenched so tight that she probably shouldn’t even be going on this roller coaster. Nayeon is trying to get her attention, snapping her fingers in front of Jihyo’s face but it does nothing. 

“Maybe I’ll lay off a little. She does look a little more rage filled than expected…”  worried that you might have forced Jihyo past the point of return. 

The ride being quick and easy, Jihyo and Nayeon only being gone for a little over 25 minutes, you suggest something everyone would be up for. 

“There is that haunted house dark ride that’s kind of cheesy, we could do that one!” you reach for Jihyo’s hand as a peace offering, she’s quick to pull away and start walking towards the ride mentioned. 

Momo and you look at each other, Momo has a tight lipped smile, concerned at the scene that was silently unfolding around you. Nayeon has some cotton candy and is so focused on eating it that she doesn’t even realize what’s playing out before everyone.

Running to catch up to your girlfriend, you grab her hand before she can pull away. 

“Hey…hey” pulling her to a stop. She’s so mad she won’t even make eye contact with you, face holding a look of frustration that you’ve only seen in very heated situations that usually have nothing to do with you.

Wrapping your arms around her neck, her hands coming up to your waist like they usually did, showing you that she was, in fact, present for what you were about to say. 

“I was only trying to make you jealous…I just wanted you to be upset with me and take it out on me tonight is all…I’ll stop being a brat...Okay?” almost pleading with her to see that it was all a part of the game. . 

“I know what you wanted…But you don’t need to fucking hang all over Momo and throw a tantrum because you didn’t cum this morning.” tone heavy, almost spiteful.  

There’s a quiver between your legs, this is exactly what you wanted but this was not the time to tell her that.  

“I’m sorry, baby. I’ll stop, okay? Just please- let’s enjoy the rest of the day. You deserve to have fun and not have to worry about something so silly. I love you. No one else.” 

Leaning in to hug her, she doesn’t pull away from you. Jihyo just lets you hold her, reciprocating the movement but the tension was still there. Hoping to ease the stress, you kiss her lips tenderly. 

She smiles at you devotedly, squeezes your hand a little and guides you into the line of the ride. 

Jihyo has this air about her now, standing behind you with her hand never leaving the small of your back. She’s almost defensive posture the entire wait for the ride, though it’s not an aggressive stance, but the vibe of it is “this is mine.” 

“Alright, two people in a buggy, please!” the worker at the front of the line shouts over the crowds of people. 

Momo and Nayeon get seated in the one in front of you, the line of hooded seats moves up and stops. Climbing in from the left side and shuffling a step to the end, Jihyo gets in after you. She’s oddly stoic, inexpressive about everything. Usually she was so excited for this ride.  

Placing a hand on Jihyo’s forearm, you see her eyes follow your movements, carefully watching you. Taking your hand down into hers, lifting it over her shoulders, and placing your arm around her. Scooting closer to you, her head resting on your shoulder and linking your fingers together. 

This is peculiar to you. She was just borderline seething, then she was too calm, and now she’s cuddling you? Something’s not right…

The covered spheres you sat in started shifting once more, gradually making their way down the track. The lights dim as you make your way down the tunnel, leisurely launching into the water as the ride begins. 

The score for the ride starts to play through the hidden speakers, you feel a finger tracing the hem of your shorts on your upper thighs, getting closer and closer to where your legs meet every time they make a pass. 

“You know,” snapping you out of the trance the feather light touches put you in.

“I really don’t appreciate the attention you’ve been giving Momo today…” not even bothering to look up at you, just continuing to trail her fingers.

“And I don’t like that you ignored my texts and didn’t stop after seeing them…even if it was just to get my attention” Her fingers walk up to the waistband of your shorts and pause for only a moment.

“That being said,” unbuttoning your shorts before you can protest.

“Jihyo, we are in public! What are you doing?!” through clenched teeth, trying to push her hand away from where it threatened to touch. 

“I thought this was what you wanted, hm? To be punished? Isn’t this one of your fantasies? Isn’t this why you wanted me jealous in the first place? ” seductively into your ear, before she starts kissing and biting your neck. 

Muffling a groan that erupted as soon as her teeth sunk into your skin, you turned your head to kiss her but she grabbed your face roughly. Fingers on one cheek, thumb on the other, and palm on your chin, she forces your head forward and holds it in place. 

“Oh, no, no, baby. You don’t get to kiss me right now. You need to focus on keeping your mouth shut.” Condescendingly spat as she begins sliding her hand down your underwear and cupping your pussy. 

“Rock your hips. Now.” pushing her middle finger between your lips, the contact on your clit makes you jolt, and puts you right back at being a needy mess like you were this morning.  

“Go ahead, baby. Grind into my finger. I can feel how desperate you are…be a good slut and do as I say.” Lowly growling to let you know she wasn’t kidding and removing her hand from your face. 

Gasping at her tone and positioning yourself in a way that would feel the best given the situation, you bucked your hips up against her fingers harshly. She’s not even looking at you as you pathetically hump her hand, trying to keep your breathing even, small whines leave your lips and you pick up the pace. 

“Stop. I fucking told you to keep quiet. Now you’ll suffer.” the words echo in your brain, you halt immediately but almost cry at the loss of sensation. 

The ride is still spinning and moving through scenes and stages but with the way you're sitting, no one can tell where her hand is. 

“Jihyo…” a soft plea for her to make some form of movement on you. 

“I’ll do what I please with what is mine.” holding her hand in the same position, it’s completely drenched from your cunt and you just need to feel something. Completely frustrated at the way she was messing with you.

“Fine! Then, if you're going to do what you want then, so will I!” stuttering your hips again, using her hand in a nearly frantic manner. 

Jihyo just laughs at the act, removing her hand from your shorts and pushing you back down into your spot on the bench. She’s watching you closely, the primal need in your eyes, how you couldn’t find a comfortable seat. 

You have finally reached your breaking point. 

“UGH! Stop toying with me! I just need to c- cum! I’ll do anything, baby. Just fuck me already!” 

A villainous laugh reverberates through her chest, a devilish grin, and a hand wraps around your neck, squeezing the sides, and pulling you in for a heated kiss. 

Tongues dance amongst each other, eager in her movements and very much in control. Her hand makes its way to your cunt again and she pushes a single finger inside of you, it’s enough to incite a gasp from your lips. 

Unable to control yourself, you start thrusting your hips again. She pulls her finger out of you, instantly. 

“I didn’t tell you to fucking move.” taking her hand off your throat, about to remove her other hand from your shorts but you grab her forearm, grinding against her hand again.

“Please, baby…I need you. I fucking need you!” getting so close to her face that you can feel her breath on your skin.

She’s trying to keep calm but the fire behind her eyes was telling you she was anything but. 

Was she actually in control here? 

Only one way to know for sure. 

“Mommy…please, I need you inside me. Fucking, please!” A sense of urgency in your voice and the way you grasp at her shoulders has her about to pounce when all of a sudden, the ride comes to an unexpected stop, both of you now frozen, worried you’d been seen. 

“Hello! We are experiencing technical difficulties. Please keep your arms and legs inside of the attraction vehicles and we will have the ride up and running in no time!” crackles over the intercom. 

Faces inches apart, Jihyo’s jaw tensing as she looks out to see that the buggy you were in was facing a wall, no one could see into it. A lucky coincidence. 

Making eye contact with her, you remove her hand from your shorts. The confusion on her face shines through the darkness. You hook your thumbs in your shorts and slide them off completely. 

Jihyo’s eyes widened in shock, not expecting you to remove half your clothes on an amusement park ride.The look turns to hunger in a half second and you recognize the shift in her. She was about to devour you. 

“That’s how bad you want it, huh? Willing to get half naked  in public, just to feel me?” Lifting your legs, she rotates your hips towards her, pulling your calves hostilely so you lay down in the seat that was roomy for 2 people. 

She pushes your thighs against your chest and stares down at your drenched cunt.

Licking the padding of 3 of her fingers, she slaps your pussy with an audible smack, not worried about how sensitive you were in the slightest. 

“Think you can flirt with Momo all fucking day, and then I’m just going to fuck you?” Venomously hissed through the sounds of people chattering around you. They were waiting for the ride to start again, you were hoping it would be a while. 

“What is it about her, hm?” Another smack. 

“Do you think she could make you this wet?” This smack harder than all the other ones, but you knew she could do better. 

“Who do you think made me this wet in the first place?” with a tenseness that matched the state of your yearning. 

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” She slams her full palm right on your cunt, you jolt and let out a silent cry as your entire body starts to tingle from the antagonistic slaps of Jihyo. 

“Can you cum like this? Should you even cum at all?” splattering your soaked cunt’s fluids all over her own legs and hand. 

Without warning, she slams two fingers into you. It takes everything you have to not let out a sound. Gripping anything you could, you tried to say quiet, the hardest task assigned because all you wanted to do was cry. 

“Mommy! Slow down, oh fuck, I’m gon- ungh -na cum!”  

“I don’t fucking care. Be a good little whore and shut the fuck up.” lowering her head, teasing you with the tip of her tongue. 

Relentlessly fucking into you, it takes all the control you were quickly losing to keep your moans in, not that the other sounds emanating from you were any quieter.

Feeling yourself making a mess, you decide to take a little control from her. Running your fingers through her hair, gripping her locks and mercilessly rocking onto her tongue at a steady speed.   

“Fuck, fuck, fuck- Hyo, I’m gonna fucking cum!” 

She shoves another finger into your entrance unexpectedly, causing you to cry out- pulsing around her fingers and finally gaining the release you've been chasing all day. Thighs tighten around her head, holding her in place while you ride your orgasm out but her fingers don’t stop thrusting. 

“Baby, what -mmmhhhh fuck, oh my fucking god!” 

“The whimpering whining whore wanted to cum so badly, right? So fucking cum.” Slapping your clit over and over again. You can’t help but get loud for her, velvet laced grunts and adrenaline filled moans flee from your lungs in a race to fill the air. 

“Shhh! Keep it down or I’ll stop and leave you like this again!” stiffly whispered to you when she got up onto her knees to lean over you. 

“Wouldn’t that be so sad? Let me help you.” Shoving her fingers covered in your own slick into your mouth to keep you quiet and placing the palm of the other right on your clit, fingers curling up into you so hard that you can’t even govern your own body. 

Vision starts to fade, the sensations are almost too much for you to bear. Muscles tensing throughout you as you dissolve into your own pleasure. Explosions and shockwaves ripple through the fibers of your being, leaving trails of electricity across your skin. 

Jerking and contorting under her, you can’t make much sound with her fingers halfway down your throat but the taste of your own cum from her finger adds to your state of bliss. You’re sure to suck every bit of yourself off her before she lazily pulls them from your mouth.

She’s got a smirk on her face like she just won a war when she watches you do it, unable to contain the victory smile she was prepared with. 

You are completely fucked out, leaking onto the seat, huffing and just trying to catch your breath. Putting your hand on her cheek before she makes her descent.  

“Was that what you wanted?” Jihyo questions, cleaning you with her tongue. Twitching out of sensitivity under her touch, completely swollen and unsure if you’ll even be able to sit properly for the rest of the day.  

All you can do is nod your head, too weak to even think about speaking. She helps you put your shorts back on and sits you up right before letting you lean into her until you regain some of your energy. 

The ride starts moving again, people start cheering as you make your way through the rest of the tunnel, not even remembering what attraction you were on in the first place. She’s pointing out the things she thinks would spark your interest indicating that she was no longer frustrated with you, at least to the same extent as before. 

Momo and Nayeon get off the ride first, waiting for the two of you at the exit when your buggy pulls up. Jihyo steps over you to get out first so she can help you stand, grateful for this because of how unsteady your legs were. 

Her hand around your waist as you walk out into the sun, happily feeling the warmth of the day. Jihyo points out a table with benches attached, walking everyone over to have a seat and discuss further plans. 

“Y/n, are you okay?” Momo asks, noticing your energy change. 

“Yes. Just a little tired.” winking at her. 

“…wait…is that what I heard?…you didn’t…” 

Jihyo butts in, suggesting to head over to an ice cream shop around the corner and everyone agrees. Momo and Nayeon are distracted with each other when you lean in and kiss Jihyo on the cheek. 

“Thank you, baby” 

“Don’t thank me just yet, I still have plans for you once we get home.”

[misanahrs]

urs. — park jihyo.

now playing: urs - niki.

synopsis - jihyo, drawn to the mysterious new bodyguard, fights growing tension and unspoken desire. after you’re injured protecting them, emotions boil over, forcing jihyo to admit—she doesn’t just want safety, she wants you.

pairing - park jihyo x fem reader.

jihyo didn’t know why you got under her skin the way you did.

maybe it was because you were impossible to read, a quiet enigma dressed in black. from the moment you joined their security team, you were different—tall, poised, eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses. nayeon had joked that you looked like a spy. momo had tried to make you laugh within the first ten minutes. sana had taken it as a personal mission to tease a reaction out of you.

but you remained unshaken. professional. untouchable.

you were so professional to the point of frustration. not unfriendly, just distant. always standing by the door, always watching. nayeon had even tried to sneak up on you once, and you’d turned to face her before she’d even reached your arm. your reflexes were sharp. impressive. terrifying.

“i’ll do my best to protect you,” you had said on your first day, voice low, unwavering.

and you did.

jihyo had watched as you became a shadow at their side, always a step away, always watching. never intrusive, but never at ease. like you were built to be on high alert. she wondered if you ever let your guard down. if you ever allowed yourself to relax.

but it wasn’t her place to wonder.

except she did. and it only got worse the day she saw you smile.

⸻

jihyo hadn’t been looking for you. not consciously, anyway.

she had just finished a meeting when she walked into the practice room, expecting to see the girls getting ready to leave. instead, her steps faltered.

because there you were—leaning against the wall beside sana, sunglasses pushed up onto your hair, arms crossed, body tilted just slightly toward her in a way that felt… natural. comfortable. intimate.

but the worst part, the part that made jihyo’s stomach twist in a way she refused to acknowledge, was your mouth.

you were smiling.

not a smirk. not a polite, barely-there curve of your lips. no, this was real. soft. quiet. something she had never seen on you before. sana whispered something in your ear, giggling, and your shoulders shook with barely contained laughter.

jihyo felt something sharp lodge itself in her chest.

she turned away before either of you could notice her standing there.

she wasn’t sure what unsettled her more—the fact that you were smiling, or the fact that it wasn’t for her.

jihyo had never seen you smile before.

and she hated how it made her stomach twist.

she forced herself to shake it off, ignore the way her chest felt too tight. it was stupid. it was nothing.

⸻

when she heard you were the one accompanying sana to paris, she felt ridiculous for the way her pulse spiked.

it was fine. it didn’t mean anything. you were a bodyguard, not hers, not anyone’s in particular. you were simply doing your job—doing what you were told. it shouldn’t matter.

but when she saw the headlines a few days later, she knew she had been lying to herself.

“twice bodyguard physically removes stalker at paris fashion week”

the video was everywhere. grainy footage, but jihyo still watches it all—more than once.

the sasaeng had been lingering outside the event, eyes locked onto sana, moving closer every time she shifted. she had looked uncomfortable, her usual smile strained, her fingers tightening around the clutch in her hand.

you had noticed.

jihyo saw it—the slight shift in your stance, the way your body tensed as sana took a step back.

and then it happened too fast.

the man grabbed sana’s wrist, fingers pressing into her skin, leaning in to whisper something in her ear.

jihyo didn’t even have time to register her own anger before she saw you move.

one second you were standing at sana’s side, the next you had the man’s arm twisted behind his back, shoving him away with so much force that he stumbled. jihyo couldn’t hear what you said to him, but whatever it was made him blanch, made him scurry off like the coward he was.

but the next clip made something tighten in her chest.

you were walking into the hotel, shoulders squared, expression unreadable, but there was blood on your knuckles. a thin cut on your cheekbone.

jihyo’s fingers clenched around her phone.

it was concern, she told herself. concern for you, concern for the fact that you had gotten hurt on their behalf.

so why did it feel like something else?

⸻

she didn’t mean to overhear the conversation when you got back to korea.

she had been passing by one of the smaller meeting rooms in the building when she heard your voice inside, low and even—justifying yet somehow simultaneously belittling the situation. “it wasn’t a big deal.”

“you hit a wall,” the manager’s voice was sharp.

jihyo frowned.

“he wouldn’t back off,” you said, tone clipped. “even after i put distance between them, he kept pushing. he said some things that made her uncomfortable, and he tried to grab her again. i had to make it clear that he was not going to get away with it.”

silence.

“so you put him on the ground,” the manager said flatly, sighing.

jihyo could almost hear your shrug. “i did what i had to do.”

“and the injury?”

“he tried to swing at me. i dodged, but i hit the corner of a wall. it’s fine.”

jihyo felt something warm curl in her chest—something she didn’t want to name.

she walked away before she could hear anything else, yet she couldn’t shake off the thought of you protecting her from whatever dilemma presented itself.

⸻

she wasn’t expecting to find you in the dressing room that night.

the shoot had wrapped early, and she had gone back to grab something she had left behind.

but you were there, sitting on the couch, rolling up the sleeve of your black shirt.

jihyo froze.

you hadn’t noticed her yet. your focus was on your hands, fingers carefully unwinding a bloodied bandage from around your knuckles. your jaw was tight, a faint crease between your brows.

she should say something. she should leave.

but she couldn’t move.

the way you sat, posture slightly more relaxed than usual, forearms tense as you worked with precision—it was different from the way you carried yourself in front of them. your guard was still up, but there was something raw here, something real.

you exhaled softly, reaching for fresh gauze.

jihyo swallowed, throat suddenly dry.

her eyes traced the cut along your cheekbone, the faint bruising beneath your knuckles.

she wanted to know what those hands would feel like on her. in her.

she wanted to know what it would take to make you lose control.

you finally looked up, noticing her.

your expression didn’t change. but your eyes did, just slightly, just enough that she caught the flicker of surprise before you masked it. “you’re back early,” you murmured.

jihyo’s pulse was loud in her ears.

she nodded, stepping closer before she could stop herself.

“you should be at the hospital.”

your lips twitched, the closest thing to amusement she had ever seen from you. “it’s just a scratch.” and once again, jihyo thought, belittling the situation with a small smile.

jihyo clenched her jaw.

the tension between you was thick, suffocating.

her fingers itched to touch you, to trace the bruises, to feel the heat of your skin.

she swallowed hard.

“let me help,” she murmured, reaching for the bandage.

your fingers brushed against hers, and jihyo felt it like a shock down her spine.

you inhaled, barely, but she caught it.

for the first time since she met you, your guard was down.

and jihyo was going to take full advantage of it.

jihyo was going to make her desires come true.

jihyo’s fingers closed around the bandage, but she didn’t move to take it from you just yet.

you didn’t pull away either.

the room was quiet, the only sound the faint hum of the lights overhead, the soft rasp of your breath.

jihyo’s gaze flickered to your face, tracing the sharp line of your jaw, the way your lips parted just slightly as you studied her.

your eyes, normally so unreadable, had shifted.

she wasn’t sure if it was the dim lighting or the tension thrumming between you, but there was something different in them. something dark, something hungry.

jihyo’s pulse hammered in her throat.

she knew that look.

her fingers tightened around the bandage, her other hand hovering just above your wrist.

“you’re always so careful, y/n” she murmured, voice softer than she intended. “so controlled.”

you didn’t answer.

jihyo tilted her head, her lips curving slightly as she let her fingertips ghost over the bruised skin of your knuckles.

she felt the way your breath caught.

slowly, deliberately, she traced the edge of the fresh gauze, barely touching, just enough to feel the heat of your skin beneath her fingertips.

your jaw flexed.

jihyo exhaled, low and steady, watching the way your shoulders tensed, the way your fingers curled just slightly against your thigh.

“you’re tense,” she noted, pretending to be unaware of the very obvious effect she was having on you.

you gave a short, humorless huff, shifting your gaze away.

jihyo let her hand trail up your forearm, dragging the tips of her acrylics lightly against the fabric of your sleeve before stopping just shy of your elbow.

you inhaled sharply. “jihyo,” you said, voice low, edged with something she couldn’t quite place.

“yes?” she smiled, tilting her head.

your fingers twitched, like you were fighting the urge to grab her wrist, to stop her from teasing you any further.

she kind of wanted you to.

“do you always push people like this?” you asked, exhaling through your nose.

jihyo hummed, letting her fingers drift just a little higher.

“only when i want something.”

the words hung heavy between you, sinking into the charged silence like a stone dropped into deep water.

jihyo could feel the tension thrumming between you, could see the way your throat bobbed as you swallowed hard.

you were holding yourself back.

and she was curious—achingly curious—about what would happen if you didn’t.

“you’ve been watching me,” she murmured, pressing just a little closer, enough that she could see the flicker of hesitation in your eyes. “haven’t you?”

you didn’t answer immediately. but you didn’t deny it either.

jihyo’s smile widened, slow and knowing.

“i think,” she mused, tilting her head, “that you’re just as curious about me as i am about you.”

your fingers twitched again.

jihyo could see it now, the restraint in your posture, the way your entire body was wound tight, like a coil on the verge of snapping.

you exhaled slowly, deliberately, before your eyes finally met hers again—steady, unwavering.

“jihyo,” you said again, her name like gravel in your throat, rough and quiet.

and then, finally, you did what she had been waiting for.

your hand caught her wrist, stopping her teasing touches, holding her firmly but not harshly and jihyo’s breath hitched, lowkey wishing you would hold her tighter.

your grip was warm, solid, your fingers pressing just enough to send heat curling through her stomach.

for a long, charged moment, neither of you moved.

jihyo licked her lips, watching the way your eyes darkened as you tracked the movement—your grip tightening just slightly.

“be careful,” you murmured, voice lower than before.

jihyo let out a slow breath, deliberately shifting her wrist in your grasp, feeling the strength in your fingers, the quiet power coiled beneath your skin.

“or what?” she challenged, her voice barely above a whisper.

your jaw clenched.

and then, finally, your control snapped.

with a fluid motion, you pulled her closer, forcing her to stumble just slightly, until she was standing between your legs, until your faces were close—too close, close enough that she could feel your breath against her lips.

jihyo’s breath hitched.

your other hand came up, fingertips brushing against her waist—light, barely there, like you were still holding back, still unsure.

jihyo wasn’t.

she leaned in, closing the last bit of space between you, lips hovering just over yours.

“i don’t think you want me to be careful,” she whispered.

and then she kissed you.

⸻

your lips were warm, firm, and for the briefest second, you didn’t move—frozen, caught between restraint and desire.

but then you exhaled, a sharp sound against her mouth, and your grip on her wrist tightened.

jihyo barely had time to register the shift before you were kissing her back, deep and consuming, like you had been holding back for far too long.

her pulse roared in her ears.

your other hand, the one that had been hovering at her waist, finally settled, fingers spreading against the fabric of her shirt. you pulled her closer, just enough that she could feel the tension in your body, the quiet strength you carried so effortlessly.

jihyo’s head spun.

you kissed like you did everything else—calculated, controlled, precise. but there was something else there, something underneath the composure, something rough and raw and hungry.

jihyo wanted more of it.

her hands moved before she could think, one sliding up the back of your neck, fingers threading into your hair, the other pressing against your shoulder. she could feel the tension in your muscles, the way you held yourself taut even as your lips parted against hers.

she wanted to unravel you.

so she tilted her head, deepening the kiss, pressing closer, until she could feel your breath hitch, until she felt the faintest tremor in your grip.

and then—

you pulled back.

jihyo let out a sharp breath, eyes fluttering open just in time to see you looking at her, gaze dark, unreadable.

her lips tingled, swollen from the force of the kiss, and she could still feel the warmth of your hands on her.

but you didn’t move.

“jihyo,” you murmured, voice low, steady despite the tension humming between you.

her heart pounded against her ribs.

you were looking at her like you were trying to decidewhether to pull her back in or push her away.

jihyo wasn’t sure which she wanted more.

her breath was uneven, her pulse a steady, insistent thrum beneath her skin. you had kissed her like you had been holding yourself back for months—controlled but hungry, precise but desperate. and now, with the way you were looking at her, like she was something dangerous, something you weren’t sure you should want—god, it made her burn.

your fingers twitched against her waist, like you wanted to let go but couldn’t bring yourself to.

jihyo swallowed, gaze locked onto yours, lips still tingling with the ghost of your kiss.

she licked them slowly, deliberately, watching the way your jaw clenched.

“what?” she asked, her voice softer than before, edged with something knowing.

your grip tightened—just barely, just enough that she felt the heat of your palm through her shirt.

jihyo let herself lean in again, not quite kissing you, just close enough to make you feel it.

you exhaled sharply, like you were struggling to keep yourself in check.

“this isn’t—” you started, but your voice was hoarse, unsteady in a way she had never heard before, all because of her—giving her a slight ego boost.

jihyo’s lips brushed against yours again, feather-light, teasing. “isn’t what?”

you were silent.

jihyo smiled, slow and dangerous.

she liked this—this tension, this push and pull, the way you were usually so unreadable but now? now you were struggling. now your restraint was breaking, unraveling thread by thread beneath her hands.

“you kissed me back,” she murmured, tracing her fingers along the collar of your shirt, feeling the way your breath shuddered beneath her touch. “you can’t take it back now.” your throat bobbed and jihyo tilted her head, waiting, giving you the chance to pull away, to stop this before it went any further.

but you didn’t.

and that was all she needed.

jihyo moved without hesitation, kissing you again, this time with intention—with purpose.

and this time, you didn’t hold back.

your hands gripped her tighter, pulling her flush against you, and when you kissed her, it was different—no hesitation, no restraint, just raw heat.

jihyo gasped into your mouth, hands sliding up your shoulders, pressing closer, closer, until there was nothing between you but the heat of your skin and the rapid beat of your hearts.

you kissed her like you were making up for lost time, like you had been waiting for this just as long as she had.

and god, jihyo was going to ruin you for it.

she shifted, pushing you back against the couch, straddling your lap in one fluid motion, barely giving you time to react before she was pressing her weight against you, fingers slipping beneath the fabric of your shirt, nails dragging against the smooth, warm skin of your stomach.

you groaned softly, almost inaudibly, but jihyo heard it.

she smiled against your lips.

“not so composed now, are you?” she murmured, voice edged with amusement.

your fingers flexed against her hips.

“jihyo,” you warned, but there was no real threat in your tone, only heat, only need.

jihyo smirked, leaning down, lips brushing the line of your jaw, the shell of your ear.

“tell me you don’t want this,” she whispered, voice like silk, like sin.

you didn’t answer.

your silence was enough.

jihyo exhaled, slow and satisfied.

she had spent months wondering what it would take to make you break.

and now, she finally had her answer.

jihyo smirked, the heat of your silence wrapping around her like a vice, tightening, thrilling. she had you. she knew it.

your fingers twitched against her hips, your chest rising and falling in a slow, measured rhythm, like you were trying to steady yourself, like you were trying to regain even an ounce of the control she had so effortlessly stripped from you.

but jihyo wasn’t done playing with you yet.

she rolled her hips, just barely, a slow, deliberate shift of weight that sent heat rushing through both of you.

your breath hitched—so quiet, so barely there that most people wouldn’t have caught it. but jihyo did.

her smirk deepened.

“you’re holding back,” she mused, her voice a soft purr against your ear. “why?”

your fingers flexed, gripping her tighter, but you still didn’t move.

jihyo dragged her lips down the column of your throat, a slow, lazy trace of heat, lingering just long enough to feel the way your pulse thrummed against her mouth.

“i thought you were supposed to be the tough one,” she teased, nails tracing absent patterns against your shoulder. “but here you are, letting me do whatever i want.”

you inhaled sharply.

jihyo pulled back, just enough to meet your eyes again, her expression knowing, triumphant.

and then—

you moved.

before she could process it, your hands were gripping her thighs, strong and unwavering, and then suddenly, the world shifted.

jihyo let out a breathless gasp as you stood, lifting her effortlessly, her legs instinctively wrapping around your waist, her fingers gripping your shoulders as you carried her across the room.

your pace was steady, unhurried, every step a quiet, deliberate statement.

jihyo’s heart pounded.

you didn’t stop until you reached the vanity, until you set her down against the cool surface of the makeup desk, standing between her legs, your hands firm against her thighs, holding her there.

jihyo blinked, breathless, her smirk faltering for the first time.

you looked at her then, eyes dark, gaze heavy, something unreadable burning beneath the surface.

you leaned in, just enough that your lips hovered inches from hers, close enough that she could feel your breath against her skin.

“you like teasing, don’t you?” your voice was low, steady, a quiet edge laced beneath the calm.

jihyo swallowed.

your fingers traced the hem of her shirt, slow, barely there, the same way she had tormented you moments ago.

“you think you’re in control,” you murmured, your lips brushing the corner of her jaw, featherlight, teasing.

jihyo shivered.

your hand slid up her thigh, stopping just short of where she wanted you most.

her fingers curled into the fabric of your shirt, her breathing uneven.

you smirked against her skin, lips ghosting over her ear.

“but you’re not.”

jihyo’s breath hitched.

and suddenly, she wasn’t so sure who had the upper hand anymore.

jihyo swallowed hard, her entire body thrumming with heat, tension coiling deep in her stomach as your words sank into her skin.

she was always in control. always the one leading, teasing, pushing.

but now—

your fingers pressed just a little tighter against her thighs, your lips tracing the shell of her ear with devastating precision, your voice smooth, composed, laced with quiet dominance.

now, she wasn’t sure of anything.

jihyo’s fingers clenched around the fabric of your shirt, searching for something solid, something to ground herself, but all she found was you—unwavering, steady, the same way you always were. except now, instead of standing stoically in the background, you were here, between her legs, teasing her like you had been waiting for this moment just as long as she had.

your thumb brushed a slow, torturous line along her inner thigh, barely there, just enough to send a fresh wave of heat crashing through her.

jihyo exhaled shakily.

you hummed, pleased, tilting your head as your lips hovered just over hers, not touching, just close enough to make her ache.

“you were saying?” you murmured, your voice impossibly low, impossibly steady.

jihyo’s breath caught.

you were toying with her now.

she could see it in the slight smirk tugging at the corner of your lips, in the way your hands stayed firm but teasing, in the infuriating patience in your gaze.

it wasn’t fair.

jihyo wet her lips, watching as your eyes flickered down, tracking the movement.

two could play this game.

with a slow, deliberate shift, she rolled her hips, just enough to meet your touch, just enough to break your composure.

your jaw tensed.

jihyo smirked.

“you’re holding back again,” she murmured, voice thick with challenge, with anticipation.

your fingers flexed against her thighs.

jihyo leaned in, her lips grazing your jaw, teasing the way you had teased her.

“what are you afraid of?” she whispered.

and that—

that was what did it.

before she could say anything else, your hands tightened, your body pressing fully against hers, pinning her to the vanity in one fluid motion.

jihyo gasped softly, her smirk slipping as your grip turned just a little more possessive, just a little more demanding.

“you talk too much,” you murmured, lips brushing the corner of her mouth, teasing, taunting.

jihyo barely had time to respond before you kissed her again, deep, consuming, stripping her of whatever control she had left.

and this time, she wasn’t sure she wanted it back.

jihyo barely had time to process before your hands moved—gripping her thighs tighter, pulling her closer, pressing her against the cool surface of the vanity until there was nowhere left for her to go.

this wasn’t like before.

before, you had been measured, composed, teasing her in the same way she had teased you. but now—

now, you were in control.

your lips moved against hers with purpose, deep and demanding, fingers pressing into her skin, your body flush against hers, leaving her no room to think, no space to do anything but feel.

jihyo was drowning in it, in you.

you dragged your hands up her sides, slow and deliberate, slipping beneath the fabric of her shirt, your fingers tracing fire against her skin.

jihyo shivered, her breath stuttering against your mouth.

you smirked against her lips.

“not so confident now, are you?” you murmured, voice edged with amusement.

jihyo’s nails dug into your shoulders, her frustration mixing with the heat curling low in her stomach.

you were enjoying this.

enjoying the way she was unraveling beneath you, the way she had pushed and pushed—only to find herself backed against the vanity, completely at your mercy, waiting for you to pleasure her.

you leaned in, lips ghosting along her jaw, down the column of her throat, slow, teasing.

jihyo let out a shaky breath, tilting her head slightly, giving you more access before she even realized what she was doing—your lips curved against her skin.

“you like this,” you murmured, your voice dark, satisfied.

jihyo clenched her jaw, refusing to give you the satisfaction of a verbal response.

but then—

your hands tightened, thumbs tracing slow, maddening circles against her hips, your lips dragging lower, pressing against the sensitive spot just below her ear.

jihyo inhaled sharply, her grip on your shirt tightening.

your smirk deepened.

“you can admit it. i won’t hold it against you,” you whispered, your breath warm against her skin. “maybe.”

jihyo exhaled, slow, unsteady.

you were insufferable. but you were so, so attractive.

and god, she wanted more.

your hands slid further beneath her shirt, nails scraping lightly against her ribs, the sensation sending a shiver straight through her.

jihyo’s breath hitched, her resolve slipping, cracking under the weight of your touch.

you knew exactly what you were doing.

and for the first time, she wasn’t the one in control.

you tilted your head, lips brushing her ear.

“tell me,” you murmured, your voice impossibly low, impossibly steady.

jihyo swallowed, her fingers tightening around your shirt, her entire body burning.

you were waiting, patient, knowing.

jihyo wet her lips, her breath uneven.

she could fight it—could push back, could try to reclaim control.

but instead, she exhaled, eyes fluttering shut as she finally—finally—gave in.

“…i like it.”

your smirk was the last thing she registered before your lips crashed against hers again, stealing whatever air she had left.

deep. passionate. sensual.

jihyo was sure she had never been kissed like this before.

your lips moved to her jawline, inching downwards with every kiss, lick, suck you did before pulling away to look at her narrowed eyes, hands on the hem of her shirt, silently requesting permission.

with a nod of her head, her shirt was being tugged over her head, revealing her chest clad in a black lace bra.

and jihyo noticed—noticed the way your eyes darkened at the sight of them, noticed the way you bit the inside of your cheek, noticed the way your fingers pressed into her plush thighs even more—so she brought her hand to her back and undid the clasp before shrugging off the fabric, her other hand moving to the back of your head and pushing you into her breasts.

⸻

the car ride was quiet, the hum of the engine filling the space between you and jihyo. she was lost in her thoughts, occasionally glancing at her phone. then, the sound of her ringtone broke the silence. “excuse me,” she said softly, glancing at the caller id before answering.

“hey, jihyo! how’s everything going?” the voice on the other end of the line asked brightly.

jihyo smiled, her posture relaxing slightly. “oh, hey! everything’s great, actually. had a really good night, so i’m feeling great today.”

you couldn’t help but notice the subtle shift in her tone, the way she spoke. it was almost like she was glowing.

“ohh, sounds like someone had a bit of fun,” her friend teased, a laugh in their voice.

jihyo’s smile widened, though she kept her voice light. “yeah, i guess you could say that.”

you raised an eyebrow, curious but choosing to stay silent.

after a few more casual words, the phone call ended, and jihyo tucked her phone back into her bag, her fingers lingering for a moment as she sighed contentedly.

as the car started moving again, you glanced over at her, a sly smile curling on your lips. “so, good night, huh?” you said, the words casual but laced with something playful.

jihyo turned to you, a small but knowing smile tugging at the corner of her lips. “what’s that supposed to mean?”

you leaned back in your seat, your tone light, almost teasing. “nothing. just seems like you’re in a… particularly good mood. a little too good, maybe.”

jihyo’s eyes narrowed slightly, but there was still that glimmer of amusement in them. “oh, please. don’t start.”

you smirked, glancing at her again. “what can i say? you’re always so… desperate for attention.”

jihyo’s smile faltered for just a second, her gaze flickering towards you, before she quickly recovered. “you’re one to talk,” she shot back, her tone still playful.

“me?” you said, raising an eyebrow, “i’m just observing.”

jihyo let out a soft laugh, but the tension between you both had shifted again, now lighter, more teasing. there was something almost unspoken hanging in the air. you both knew the unspoken dynamic between you—always dancing around each other, always testing boundaries.

and today, it seemed, the game was just beginning.

⸻

the night buzzed with energy as twice made their way through the crowded venue, the flashing lights and excited chatter creating a lively atmosphere. you hung back a little, keeping an eye on everything and everyone around you. the girls were in high spirits, but you remained focused, as always.

as they walked down the hallway toward the stage, you noticed joy from red velvet rushing past, her dress getting caught on a lighting fixture. she stumbled, trying to free herself but only getting more tangled in the fabric, gradually tugging her strapless dress down further and further each time. you stepped forward, instinctively reaching out to steady her before the situation could escalate. without thinking, you shrugged off your blazer and draped it over her shoulders to cover the wardrobe malfunction.

“oh my god, thank you so much,” joy said, looking relieved. her fingers brushed against your arm as she adjusted the blazer, flashing you a smile that was a bit too warm. “you really saved me there.”

you gave a small, polite smile, though you kept your distance. “it’s no problem,” you replied, voice even.

joy seemed to linger a little longer than necessary, a playful smile on her lips. “you look great in that outfit. maybe you should wear it more often, or… we could grab a coffee sometime?” she said, her voice teasing but with a flirtatious edge, her hand squeezing your bicep.

before you could respond, sana spoke up from behind you, her voice teasing as she looked at the two of you. “well, well, seems like someone’s caught your attention,” nayeon said, nudging the others who were walking behind her.

sana smirked. “they’d look good together, don’t you think?” she added, glancing at you both with a playful grin.

jihyo, who had been walking beside them, glanced over. her expression was neutral, but there was something unreadable in her eyes as she observed the interaction.

“they do,” momo agreed, her voice light and teasing. “maybe you two should go out for dinner after this?”

jihyo said nothing, her eyes flickering briefly between you and joy. she didn’t react outwardly, but the air seemed to thicken for a moment.

sana, enjoying the tease, added, “i can see it now. a cute couple in the making. what do you think, jihyo?”

jihyo quickly cleared her throat, flashing a tight, polite smile. “i don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said with a casual tone, though her gaze moved away from you almost immediately.

joy, sensing the light teasing, smiled at you again before turning to head off with her group, her gaze lingering for a moment longer than necessary.

you didn’t show any discomfort, shrugging off the interaction with ease. “well, that was interesting,” you muttered dryly, your tone almost bored.

jihyo, still quiet, nodded vaguely. “yeah,” she replied, her voice flat.

the teasing stopped, but the subtle shift in the air remained. you couldn’t help but notice how calm and collected you were in contrast to jihyo’s reserved response.

⸻

the bathroom was quiet, the only sound being the soft hum of the fluorescent lights above. you stood in front of the mirror, touching up your appearance and checking up on the scratch ok your cheekbone, while the faint sounds of the award show continued outside. you had only just entered when the door swung open behind you, and you didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.

jihyo.

she stepped inside, closing the door quietly behind her. her footsteps were calculated, deliberate, and the tension in the air was palpable. you glanced at her reflection in the mirror, noting the tight set of her jaw and the way her eyes didn’t quite meet yours.

“you know,” she said, her voice steady but cold, “you’re getting awfully comfortable with other idols.”

you didn’t respond immediately, finishing what you were doing before turning to face her. your expression was neutral, unreadable.

“what’s that supposed to mean?” you asked, your voice calm but edged with something darker beneath the surface.

jihyo’s gaze flickered to the floor before locking onto you again, her brow furrowing slightly. “don’t play dumb,” she muttered. “you know what i’m talking about.”

you crossed your arms, raising an eyebrow. “i don’t know what you’re referring to,” you replied coolly, your tone giving nothing away. “i was just helping someone out. nothing more, nothing less.”

“helping someone out?” jihyo scoffed, her voice a little louder now as she stepped closer to you. “is that what you call it? draping your blazer over her and looking at her like that? do you think we didn’t notice?”

you could see the way her chest rose and fell with each breath, her frustration simmering just beneath the surface. you didn’t answer right away, just watched her with a calm gaze. you were getting used to this—this subtle tension between you, this push and pull. but something about tonight felt different.

“you’re jealous,” you said quietly, your voice low but carrying an almost dangerous undertone.

jihyo stiffened, her lips pressing into a thin line as she stared at you. “i’m not jealous,” she said quickly, but the way her eyes flickered to the door and back to you betrayed her. “i just think it’s… inappropriate.”

you tilted your head slightly, not buying her words. “inappropriate?” you repeated. “so, it’s inappropriate for me to be friendly, to help someone when they’re in need? or is it just because she’s… a woman?”

jihyo took a small step forward, her eyes narrowing. “i’m not saying that,” she snapped, her voice rising. “but don’t pretend like you didn’t enjoy it. the attention, the flirtation. you know exactly what she was doing, and you played along.

you shrugged, uncrossing your arms and leaning against the wall. “i didn’t play along with anything. i was just being polite. if you want to believe something else, that’s on you.”

jihyo’s breath hitched, and for a moment, you saw the frustration flash across her face, a crack in her usually composed exterior. “it’s not just tonight,” she said quietly, her voice a little softer now, but still filled with tension. “it’s… it’s always. you always seem so distant, so detached. but when someone else pays attention to you, it’s like you suddenly care. it bothers me.”

the words hung in the air for a moment, and you could feel the weight of them settle between you. the silence was thick, filled with something unspoken, something that neither of you had ever fully addressed. your eyes locked with hers in the mirror, and for a moment, there was no escaping the raw emotion that simmered beneath the surface.

“you’re making this harder than it needs to be,” you said finally, your voice almost too calm. “i’m not here to play games or cause drama. i’m doing my job. that’s it.”

jihyo swallowed, her hands clenched at her sides, her expression unreadable. but the way her eyes softened for a brief second, the way her shoulders relaxed, told you everything you needed to know. she didn’t know how to deal with this—whatever this was between you.

you pushed off from the counter, standing up straight as you took a step toward her. the tension in the room was thick, and you could feel the heat between you, a crackling energy that neither of you could quite ignore anymore.

“look,” you said, your voice quieter now, but still firm, “if you’re upset about me helping her out, fine. but i’m not going to apologise for doing the right thing. you’re reading too much into it.”

jihyo’s eyes flashed with something—anger, frustration, maybe even regret—but she didn’t back away. instead, she stepped forward as well, closing the distance between you both.

“it’s not just about that,” she replied, her voice almost a whisper now. “it’s about you.”

your eyebrows furrowed slightly, the words sinking in, though you didn’t immediately respond. “what do you mean by that?”

jihyo swallowed hard, her gaze drifting downward for a moment before returning to meet yours. “it’s like… no matter what i do, i can’t get close to you. you push everyone away. i try, and you act like nothing matters.” her voice cracked just slightly, but she regained control quickly, forcing her next words out. “i care about you. and i hate that you can’t see it.”

there it was, the raw emotion she’d been holding back. it was a shock, hearing it all laid bare like that, so vulnerable and exposed. for a moment, the anger, the tension—all of it seemed to dissipate, leaving behind something much deeper.

you stood in front of her, the silence between you stretching out. you hadn’t expected this, not like this.

“jihyo,” you started, your voice softer now, but still guarded, “you don’t get it, do you? it’s not about anyone else. it’s about me—i’m the one who’s hard to get close to. i’m the one who’s been holding everything back.”

jihyo’s lips parted, her eyes searching yours as if trying to make sense of it. “why?” she asked quietly.

you took another step closer, the distance now barely existent between you. “because i’m not sure what would happen if i let you in. and that scares me.”

her breath hitched, and for a split second, you could see her fighting to maintain control. but you could feel it, the pull between you both, undeniable.

“you’re scared?” she whispered, voice barely above a breath.

“yeah,” you replied, almost too quietly, your gaze flicking to her lips before locking with her eyes again. “scared of what it might do to both of us.”

jihyo looked down, her hands still clenched tightly at her sides. you could see the way she was processing everything, the battle of emotions playing across her face. she opened her mouth to say something, but before she could, the bathroom door creaked open slightly, a sound that brought both of you back to reality.

“we should probably get back,” you muttered, your voice breaking the heavy silence.

jihyo didn’t respond immediately, still standing there, her expression unreadable, but her eyes lingered on you for just a moment longer. there was so much left unspoken, so much still hanging in the air.

“yeah,” she said finally, her voice distant, though it was laced with something softer than before. “we should.”

as you both made your way back out of the bathroom, the weight of the conversation still clung to you, the tension unresolved. but something had shifted—something that neither of you could deny anymore.

⸻

the day had been long, draining in the way these schedules always were, but your focus never wavered. you were trained for this—watching, anticipating, stepping in before anything could happen.

the chaos of screaming fans and flashing cameras had become white noise to you, something you had learned to filter out, but something about today felt different.

a tension lingered in the air, an unease you couldn’t shake.

you stayed close behind sana as she moved through the crowd, her usual bright smile present, but you could tell she was a little uncomfortable. the people around her weren’t just fans—there were some who felt different, who stared too long in ways that didn’t seem completely innocent, who moved too deliberately. you were already on edge when you noticed him.

he was following too closely. his eyes never left sana, and unlike the others, he wasn’t reaching for autographs or pictures—just her. your grip on your earpiece tightened as you subtly shifted, stepping between them without making a scene.

then sana flinched.

it was small, barely noticeable, but you caught it immediately. his hand had grazed her back, fingers lingering too long, and something in you snapped.

“don’t touch her.” your voice was low, controlled, but firm enough that sana looked up at you in surprise.

the sasaeng just smirked. “what, i can’t say hi to her?” his tone was light, mocking, as if he knew exactly what he was doing. his eyes flickered to you, then back to sana, and something dark passed through his gaze as they narrowed.

you stepped fully in front of her now, body tense, ready. “i won’t say it again.”

he clicked his tongue, feigning innocence. “relax, bodyguard. she doesn’t mind, do you, sana?” his voice was too casual, too confident, like he thought he was untouchable.

sana didn’t answer—she just stepped back, her body language making it clear she was uncomfortable—nervousness etched into every corner of her face.

and that was enough for you.

you moved before he could react, grabbing his wrist with one hand and shoving him back with the other. the smirk dropped from his face as he stumbled, his shoulder colliding hard with the wall. for a moment, there was silence—shock rippling through the air—but then he lunged.

you barely had time to react before his fist came flying toward you.

you ducked, narrowly avoiding the hit, and countered with a sharp sucker punch to his ribs. he grunted, stumbling back, but he was fast—too fast. he recovered quickly, swinging again, this time catching you across the cheek once and then your ribs. pain flared, but you didn’t let it stop you.

your body moved on instinct, years of training kicking in. you drove your elbow into his stomach, using his momentary loss of breath to grab the front of his shirt and slam him back against the wall.

“you think you can touch her?” your voice was dangerously low now, barely above a whisper, but it carried enough weight to make him freeze.

his breathing was ragged, eyes wild, but before he could respond, security rushed in, pulling him from your grip.

you staggered back, your side aching, your cheek burning, but you ignored it. your attention snapped back to sana, who was staring at you with wide eyes. she looked shaken, but safe. and that was all that mattered.

“are you okay?” you asked, voice softer now.

she nodded slowly, glancing between you and the sasaeng, who was now being dragged away. “are you?” her eyes flickered to the cut on your cheek, the way you were holding your side.

“i’m fine.” it was a lie, but she didn’t call you out on it. instead, she exhaled shakily, stepping closer.

“thank you,” her voice was quiet, but full of sincerity. “really.”

you smiled softly and nodded, the adrenaline still coursing through you, making it hard to process anything else. but in the back of your mind, you knew this wasn’t over.

because jihyo was going to find out. and you had no idea how she was going to react.

⸻

jihyo had been waiting in the van for you, her phone in hand as she absentmindedly scrolled through messages from the managers. the schedule had been tiring, but she wasn’t thinking about that. she was thinking about you. wondering if she had pushed too hard the night before, if the confrontation had been too much. she had noticed the way you avoided her gaze after—had felt the tension shift into something unspoken.

but that thought vanished the moment the van door slid open, and instead of you stepping in, a different bodyguard took your place.

jihyo frowned instantly, sitting up. “where’s y/n?”

the bodyguard, a newer recruit, looked momentarily uncomfortable before clearing his throat. “she was injured during sana’s schedule,” he said, keeping his voice even, professional, as if that wouldn’t send a wave of cold panic through jihyo’s chest.

her stomach twisted. “what do you mean injured?”

“there was an altercation with a sasaeng,” he continued. “she stepped in to protect sana. security handled it, but y/n got hurt in the process.”

jihyo’s fingers clenched around her phone. “how bad?”

the bodyguard hesitated, and that hesitation made her pulse spike. “she insisted she was fine,” he finally said, “but she was taken back to jyp to be checked over.”

jihyo barely registered anything after that. she wasn’t sure what was worse—the fact that you were hurt, or the fact that you hadn’t told her. you had gone through something serious, and yet, she had to find out from someone else.

the drive back to jyp felt unbearably long, her mind racing with worst-case scenarios.

she knew you. she knew how you hid your pain, how you brushed everything off, how you refused to let anyone see you weak. it frustrated her. it worried her.

and when she finally arrived, stepping out of the car with barely a goodbye to the staff, her heart was hammering. she found you near the practice rooms, leaning against the wall, your hand pressed to your side as if the pain was finally catching up to you.

her breath hitched.

you looked exhausted—physically, mentally. the cut on your cheek was sharp, angry-looking, and she noticed the way your stance wasn’t as solid as usual. you were struggling. and yet, you still straightened up the moment you saw her, your expression unreadable. guarded.

jihyo’s hands curled into fists at her sides. “why didn’t you tell me?”

your lips pressed into a thin line. “it wasn’t important.”

her eyes flashed. “not important?” she took a step closer, the worry she had been holding in all day finally bubbling to the surface. “you fought someone, y/n. you got hurt. and you didn’t think i deserved to know?”

you sighed, running a hand through your hair. “jihyo, this is my job. it’s not the first time, and it won’t be the last.”

that made something in her snap.

“stop saying that like it doesn’t matter,” she shot back, her voice rising slightly. “you always do this. you pretend you’re fine, you act like nothing can touch you, but look at yourself.” her gaze flickered to the way you were still pressing into your ribs, to the slight unsteadiness in your posture. “you’re hurt, and you didn’t even think to tell me.”

you exhaled through your nose, clearly frustrated, but something in your expression softened. “i didn’t want you to worry.”

jihyo let out a humourless laugh, shaking her head. “too late for that.”

silence stretched between you, thick with tension, with unspoken emotions.

jihyo’s voice was quieter when she spoke again. “you could have been seriously hurt. and i wouldn’t have even known until it was too late.” she swallowed, her throat tight. “do you know how that feels?”

you didn’t answer right away. instead, you studied her, something unreadable in your gaze. then, finally, you sighed. “i’m sorry.”

jihyo blinked.

it wasn’t the words themselves that shocked her—it was the way you said them. soft. sincere. no walls, no defences.

for the first time, you were letting her see past the front you always put up.

jihyo took another step closer, hesitating only for a second before reaching out, her fingers brushing lightly over the cut on your cheek. you tensed at first, but didn’t pull away.

“next time,” she murmured, “just tell me. okay?”

your eyes searched hers, and for once, you didn’t argue. you just nodded. “okay.”

⸻

jihyo didn’t know what she expected after that conversation, but she knew she couldn’t just walk away—not when the sight of you, bruised and bandaged, was still burning in her mind. she let her fingers linger against your cheek for a second longer before dropping her hand, exhaling slowly as if trying to release some of the tension in her chest.

but it didn’t work.

because despite your promise, despite the way you had finally let her in just a little, she could still see the walls in your eyes. still see the way you were holding yourself back, as if allowing her to worry was some kind of weakness.

and that pissed her off.

she crossed her arms, tilting her head slightly. “so, are you actually going to rest now? or are you planning on getting into another fight the moment i turn my back?”

you huffed a quiet laugh, shaking your head. “depends. are you planning on getting yourself into trouble?”

jihyo narrowed her eyes. “don’t deflect.”

“i’m not.”

“yes, you are.”

you sighed, shifting your weight slightly—she caught the wince you tried to hide. “jihyo, i’ll be fine.”

she clicked her tongue in irritation, stepping even closer, enough that you had to actually look at her instead of dodging the conversation. “you’re bleeding through your bandages.”

your eyes flickered down to your side, where, sure enough, a faint red stain was starting to bloom through the white of your shirt. you muttered a curse under your breath before pressing your hand against it, as if that would do anything to fix it.

jihyo didn’t even hesitate. before you could stop her, she reached for your wrist and grabbed it, pulling your hand away so she could get a better look.

you stiffened. “jihyo—”

“sit down,” she ordered.

“i’m fine—”

“sit. down.”

it wasn’t a request this time, and judging by the way your jaw clenched, you knew that arguing was pointless. reluctantly, you lowered yourself onto the bench against the wall, watching as she crouched in front of you.

her fingers were gentle as she lifted the hem of your shirt slightly, her gaze darkening at the sight of the bandages beneath. the wound wasn’t deep, but it was still fresh, still raw, and she hated the thought of you walking around like this, pretending it didn’t hurt.

she swallowed hard, trying to ignore the way her fingertips brushed against your skin. “when was the last time you changed this?”

“earlier.”

she raised an eyebrow.

“…a few hours ago.”

jihyo exhaled sharply, shaking her head before standing. “stay here.”

you frowned. “where are you going?”

“to get a first-aid kit, since you’re clearly too stubborn to take care of yourself.”

before you could argue, she was already gone, her footsteps echoing down the hall.

you sat there, exhaling slowly, pressing your fingers against your temple. this wasn’t how you expected your day to go. you knew jihyo would be mad, but you didn’t expect this—not the lingering touches, not the quiet concern beneath all the frustration.

and you definitely didn’t expect the way your heart had skipped a beat when she looked at you like that.

when she returned, she had a first-aid kit in one hand and an expression that told you there was no point in trying to stop her. she set the kit down, pulled out a clean bandage, and then—without hesitation—moved to straddle the bench next to you, getting close enough that you could smell her perfume.

you swallowed. “jihyo, i can do it myself—”

“shut up.”

you blinked.

jihyo’s fingers brushed against your skin again as she undid the old bandage, her touch far too careful, far too deliberate.

your breath hitched.

she smirked slightly, as if noticing. “something wrong?”

you clenched your jaw. “no.”

“good.” she leaned in just a little, her breath fanning against your neck as she wrapped the new bandage around you. “because i wouldn’t want you to get… distracted.”

your eyes snapped to hers, but she looked completely unbothered, her hands steady as she finished securing the bandage in place.

then, finally, she pulled back, her smirk widening at the way your shoulders had tensed.

“there,” she said, standing up and dusting off her hands. “all done.”

you exhaled through your nose, flexing your fingers. “you enjoyed that way too much.”

jihyo shrugged, feigning innocence. “what can i say? i like taking care of people who clearly won’t take care of themselves.”

you scoffed, shaking your head. “right.”

but as you stood up, adjusting your shirt, you caught the way she was still looking at you—like she was waiting for something.

like she wanted you to say something.

but you didn’t. you weren’t sure you trusted your voice right now.

jihyo tilted her head slightly, as if deciding whether or not to push. then, after a moment, she sighed. “just… don’t make me worry like that again.”

her voice was softer this time, and when you turned to her, you saw something raw in her expression. something real.

you hesitated. then, slowly, you nodded. “i won’t.”

jihyo held your gaze for a moment longer before nodding. then, with a small, knowing smile, she turned on her heel and walked away, leaving you standing there, feeling something you weren’t ready to name.

⸻

jihyo had been restless all night. she had tossed and turned in bed, replaying everything in her head—the fight, the way she found you struggling to stand, the tension between you when she changed your bandages. it was eating at her, gnawing at something deep inside her chest, something she couldn’t keep ignoring.

she needed to talk to you.

so before the sun had even fully risen, she was already at jyp, making her way toward the private training rooms where she knew you liked to be when you weren’t on duty.

when she found you, you were in the middle of shadowboxing, movements sharp despite the clear stiffness in your body.

jihyo leaned against the doorframe, crossing her arms, evidently unimpressed. “you should be resting.”

you barely paused, just cast a glance at her before throwing another punch into the air. “can’t afford to.”

jihyo let out a slow breath, stepping further into the room. “bullshit.”

you finally stopped, rolling your shoulders as you turned to face her fully. your expression was unreadable, guarded, but there was something in your eyes—something different.

jihyo took another step closer, feeling her pulse quicken. “why didn’t you tell me you got hurt?”

you sighed, rubbing the back of your neck. “jihyo, we already went over this.”

“no, we didn’t.” her voice was firm, unrelenting. “you just gave me an excuse and expected me to accept it.”

you exhaled through your nose, looking away. “because it’s easier that way.”

jihyo frowned. “for who?”

silence stretched between you.

then, finally, you let out a quiet chuckle, but there was no humour in it. “for both of us.”

jihyo’s stomach twisted.

she took another step, closing the distance between you. “is that what you really think?”

you clenched your jaw, avoiding her gaze. “jihyo—”

“look at me.”

you hesitated, but eventually, you did.

and jihyo felt like she couldn’t breathe.

because there it was. everything she had been trying to figure out, everything she had been trying to understand—laid bare in your eyes.

“i don’t want easy,” she said, her voice quieter now. “i want you.”

your breath hitched.

jihyo took another step, close enough now that she could feel the heat radiating from your skin. “i don’t care if it’s messy, or complicated, or if you think you need to keep me at a distance.” she reached up, fingers grazing your jaw, grounding herself. “i care about you, y/n. and i’m tired of pretending that i don’t.”

your eyes searched hers, as if trying to find some kind of hesitation. some kind of doubt. but there was none. jihyo had never been more certain of anything.

you swallowed, voice rough when you finally spoke. “you’re not supposed to care about me like that.”

jihyo tilted her head. “says who?”

you exhaled, shaking your head slightly, but you didn’t move away. “you could get hurt.”

“so could you,” she shot back. “and it doesn’t change how i feel.”

you let out a quiet laugh, but this time, it was real. softer. “you’re stubborn.”

jihyo smiled, fingers finally curling against your skin. “so are you.”

for a moment, neither of you moved. the tension was thick, the air charged, and jihyo could feel the way your pulse had quickened beneath her touch.

then, finally, you exhaled—letting go.

and you kissed her.

jihyo barely had time to process it before she was kissing you back, her hands sliding up to cup your face fully. it was slow at first, hesitant, as if you were still testing the boundaries of what this meant—but then you pulled her closer, deepening it, and jihyo melted into you, fingers curling into the fabric of your shirt.

when you finally pulled back, your foreheads rested together, breathing uneven.

jihyo let out a breathless laugh. “so much for keeping your distance.”

you smirked slightly, thumb brushing against her cheek. “guess i lost that fight.”

jihyo grinned. “good.”

and then she kissed you again.

jihyo wasn’t sure how long you two stayed like that, pressed together in the quiet training room, the air thick with something neither of you could deny anymore. your fingers rested lightly on her waist, hesitant but firm, as if you were still trying to convince yourself that this was real.

but it was real. and jihyo wasn’t about to let you run from it.

when you finally pulled away, your breathing was uneven, your forehead still resting against hers. “we shouldn’t be doing this,” you murmured, though your hands didn’t move from her body.

jihyo let out a breathless laugh, her fingers brushing over your jaw. “you kissed me first.”

your lips quirked into the faintest smirk. “you didn’t stop me.”

jihyo tilted her head slightly, fingers tracing absent patterns on the fabric of your shirt. “do you want me to?”

silence.

then, barely above a whisper—“no.”

jihyo smiled. “then stop making excuses.”

you exhaled, finally leaning back, though your hands lingered on her hips. your expression was unreadable, but your eyes told her everything.

“this is dangerous,” you said, voice quieter now.

jihyo’s smile softened. “i think we passed that point a long time ago.”

your jaw tightened slightly, but you didn’t argue. and jihyo knew why—you felt this just as much as she did. maybe you always had.

[authorhjk1]

Ultimate Masterlist

Main story:

"Take what you can"

SNSD Village

Special:

December Special

December special 2024

Small Series:

Surviving NNN: (Kim Minju X Choi Yena X Karina X Kim Chaewon X Male Reader)

The Roman goddess:

(Twice's Sana X Male Reader)

Hate Haewon: (completed)

(Nmixx Haewon X Male Reader)

Home

(Kwon Eunbi X Winter X Male Reader)

Colours

(Free-use 30 minutes challenge)

Fromis_9

Nowhere to hide (Nagyung X Male Reader)

A car ride (Baek Jiheon X Male Reader)

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How does Fromis_9 react to squirting?

IU

Expensive night (IU X Male Reader)

Girl's Generation (SNSD)

Lion Heart (Kim Taeyeon X Male Reader)

Sunbae ( Choi Sooyoung X Male Reader)

Sunbae #2 (Kim Taeyeon X Male Reader)

Submitting to her (Lim Yoona X Male Reader)

Shore leave (Kwon Yuri X Kiss of life X Male Reader)

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How does SNSD give head?

SNSD's reaction to your big cock

SNSD's favorite positions

How does SNSD like to be eaten out?

SNSD with mommy femdom kink

Sex vacation with SNSD as stepsisters

How does Oh!GG react to their first cream pie?

What kind of porn would SNSD do?

SNSD's reaction to you being 10 years younger

Itzy

Mirror mirror on the wall... (Karina X Hwang Yeji X Male Reader)

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How does Itzy give head?

How does Itzy cosplay?

Itzy's favorite positions with female reader

How does Itzy treat morning wood?

Aespa

Mirror mirror on the wall... (Karina X Hwang Yeji X Male Reader)

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How does aespa give head?

How does Aespa like to get bred?

Where do aespa members enjoy cum the most?

How does Aespa get caught touching themselves?

How does Aespa ride their boyfriend's cock?

Red Velvet

Incantations of the old moon (Seulgi X Joy X Yeri X Male Reader)

30 days (Irene X Male Reader)

Merry Christmas (Yeri X Male Reader)

March 29, 2025 (Julie X Irene X Male Reader)

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How does Red Velvet like to be bred?

How does Red Velvet give head?

How does Red Velvet react to cosplay?

How does Red Velvet treat morning wood?

How does Red Velvet drain your energy after a game?

How does Red Velvet give you your best orgasm of your life?

How does Red Velvet react to squirting?

Red Velvet's reaction to your big cock

Twice

My girlfriend (Park Jihyo X Male Reader)

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Twice's reaction to their bf getting rough

Gfriend / Viviz

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What are Gfriend's favorite positions?

Dreamcatcher

Two Rings (Jiu X Male Reader)

Punishment (Handong X Male Reader)

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How does Dreamcatcher give head?

How does Dreamcatcher react to squirting?

Kiss of life

Shore leave (Kwon Yuri X Kiss of life X Male Reader)

March 29, 2025 (Julie X Irene X Male Reader)

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How does Kiss of life give head?

How does Kiss of life roleplay?

Ive

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How does Ive give head?

How does Ive beg to be bred?

Blackpink

1813 (Jisoo X Male Reader)

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How does Blackpink react to you cuming inside?

How does Blackpink give head?

Shorts:

Check out #authorhjk1shorts in the tags of this post for small scenes and ideas I wrote.

[twice-inamillion]

Family Trip

Fluff and Smut (adventure, family time)(teasing, sex, dom Jihyo, cowgirl riding, creampie, talking about breeding)

Chapter 214

2124 Words 

(The first trip as a married couple with Jisoo. Some fluff moment and with a happy ending. 😏)

After your honeymoon, the two of you decide on a family trip with Jisoo. “Are you excited to go on a trip with mommy and daddy?” asks Jihyo. Jisoo nods and smiles. “Okay, then you will need your sweater and your toy.” Jisoo makes her way down the bed, runs to get her sweater and stuffed toy, and puts it inside her backpack. 

You leave just before sunrise for a morning hike to Diamond Head State Park. Jisoo tries her best to make the hike but can only walk on flat surfaces. “Daddy, up,” says Jisoo, who puts her hands up. You put her inside her baby carrier and climb up the stairs to the top of the mountain. When you arrive at the top, the sun rises, “We made it just in time." Jihyo takes a photo of you and Jisoo with the sunrise in the background. 

“Say cheese!”

Jisoo smiles and holds a heart sign, which makes Jihyo laugh. You then take a picture of Jihyo and Jisoo and a family photo of the beautiful background. 

After the hike, the three of you enjoy a light breakfast before going to the second stop of your trip. Jisoo can’t help but be excited to go whale watching. Before arriving in Hawaii, the two of you would read Jisoo, a book on whales, before going to sleep. When she was asked what she wanted to do while she was in Hawaii, she immediately replied, “Big whale, big whale!” 

The three of you arrive at the port and are the first trip of the day. You board the large boat and take your seats inside. The ship departs from the port, as Jisoo is glued to the window trying to look for the whales. 

“Jisoo, there are no whales here.”

“No?” Titling her head in confusion.

“We need to be in the middle of the ocean because the whales are so big,” says Jihyo.

“Whale, big?” 

“Yes, some whales are bigger than this boat.”

“Whale eat?” as she points at the two of you.

“Ohh no, the whale doesn’t eat people. Remember how the book said it eats small creatures called krill.” Jisoo nods her head and stares back at the window. 

About an hour into the boat ride, there is an announcement that there has been a site of a pod of whales nearby. Jisoo’s ear perks up and asks you to go outside.

The three of you head out and walk to where the captain points. Jihyo takes out a pair of binoculars for the two of you to use. It doesn’t take long before you get a glimpse of the whale’s fin, “Look, Jisoo, it's right in front of you.” Jisoo lifts her binoculars and sees the whale showing its head, “ama, whale!”

Jisoo turns to Jihyo and points out, “Look, whale!” You hand over the binoculars to Jihyo, “You’re right; good job, Jisoo, you found the whale.” Jisoo can’t help but feel proud of her finding.

The captain steers the boat closer to where the whale was sighted. “Right before us is a humpback whale in its feeding ground. One of our deckhands communicated with us that they have also caught sight of a calf, so we need to be extra careful.”

“Did you hear that Jisoo? The captain said that they saw a calf, a baby whale.”

“Baby whale? Jisoo?” pointing at herself. 

Jihyo responds, “Yes, a baby just like Jisoo.”

“I see, baby.”

“Ohh, we need to be extra careful. We don’t want to scare the calf away.” 

The three of you wait for a few minutes until the water bubbles up. The whale jumps out of the water and crashes down, causing a huge splash. Jisoo points and laughs out loud, “Whale jump, whale jump!” 

Before the whale came out, Jihyo took out her phone to record Jisoo’s reaction. She knew Jisoo would go crazy if the whale came out jumping from the water. Jisoo moves her hands excitedly as the whale leaps from the water. Jihyo can’t believe she caught this beautiful moment. 

The whale stays afloat for a few minutes, eating the large amount of krill that swarms on the surface. Out of nowhere, Jisoo sees the calf pop its head, “Baby, baby!”

“You’re right; the baby saw you and wanted to say hi.”

“Baby, hi?”

“Yes, baby, wanted to say hi to Jisoo.”

Jisoo laughs, “Hug, baby!”

“Ohh, you can’t hug the baby; it's too big. Maybe when you’re older, you can swim with it.” 

After going back and forth, Jisoo is convinced and understands that she can not hug the calf.

The boat arrives at the port, and the three of you give your thanks to the captain. “Bye-bye!” Jisoo turns around to Jihyo, says, “Jisoo hungry,” and rubs her belly.

You stop at a local Hawaiian shop and get some food before heading to the beach. When you arrive at the beach, Jihyo walks to a good spot with some shade as you carry your belongings. Jisoo watches and eats her pineapple ice cream and shouts, “Apa, tent!” rushing you to hurry with setting up the tent. “Okay, okay, I got it.”

After setting up the tent, you all enjoy some ice cream and food as you watch the waves crash to the shore. Jisoo extends her arms, “Ama, boobs, boobs!” Jisoo crawls to her mother and lifts up her shirt, exposing her bra. “Okay, okay, you want to drink mommy’s milk,” as she releases her breasts from her bra. 

Jisoo immediately positions her head and attaches her mouth to Jihyo’s nipple. She starts to suck on Jihyo’s breast aggressively, causing her to moan slightly. You can’t help but laugh at Jihyo for her sudden reaction. She throws her bra, which hits your face. Jihyo laughs at you, but instead, you take her bra and give it a sniff, to which she says, “Babe, you’re gross.” 

“Haha, you know we’ve done worse,” giving her a smirk.

“Haha, that’s true.” 

After a few minutes of breastfeeding, Jisoo falls asleep, attached to her mother’s breast. Jihyo places her on the floor of the tent and covers Jisoo with her blanket. “Aww, she looks cute, doesn’t she.” 

Suddenly, she feels your head on her lap, and you say, “Mommy, I’m hungry too,” giving her a pair of puppy dog eyes. She gives you an annoyed face before you attach your mouth to her breast. You slowly begin to suckle on her nipple, causing her to release a slow moan, “Ahh… babe. That feels nice.” You increase the pace of your sucking, which increases her cry. She can feel herself getting wet but then hears Jisoo whine in her sleep, making her release her nipple from your mouth.

 “Why did you stop?”

“She’s going to wake up.” 

“Dang, okay,” you pout.

The two of you instead lay next to Jisoo and talk about the past few days. The ups and downs and what is on the schedule for the next few weeks. She also asks you for an update on the house, which there is some process but is still a few months away from completion. Eventually, she falls asleep like Jisoo, and you decide to enjoy your time at this very moment.

You return to the house and have a light dinner before showering. Jihyo decides to bathe with Jisoo as you clean up the kitchen and get your items ready for tomorrow. After you are finished, you hop into the shower as Jihyo gets Jisoo ready for bed. With the water muffling any outside noise, you clear your head and enjoy your time alone. 

Done with your shower, you see Jihyo covering Jisoo with her blanket. “She fell asleep so fast; she must have been so tired.”

“We did wake up earlier than usual. She didn’t even complain one bit  throughout the day.”

“Our baby is growing up,” says Jihyo with a warm smile.”

“You’re right; our baby is growing up so fast.”

Jihyo then turns around and touches your chest, “Let’s continue where we left off.” She stares at you with lustful eyes and pushes you onto the couch.

“Wait… what are you doing?”

“I said I want to continue where we left off.”

“But Jisoo is here.”

“So, she’s asleep, and I don’t think she’ll wake up until tomorrow.” She undoes your towel and pulls out your limp cock, and gives it a few strokes. Jihyo lifts her oversized shirt and aligns your cock to her entrance, slowly lowering herself into your cock, causing her to moan.

With your cock between her walls, she slowly rides you. You can feel your core burning up and your cock throbbing due to her tightness. 

She whispers in your ear, “I can feel your cock getting bigger inside of me,” which makes you immediately go to full size. Now, at full length, she increases the pace as she rides you like one of her toys. 

You try not to make any noise and not wake up Jisoo, and you bite your lip and try your hardest not to make a sound. The only sound in the room is of flesh slapping against each other as Jihyo rides you like a mating bull. 

You don’t want to be the only one nude, so you lift up Jihyo’s oversized shirt and toss it on the floor. With your hands on her ass, she begins to thrust harder, causing your thighs to turn red. To what seems like thirty minutes of pure riding, Jihyo knows you are at your limit. She comes closer to your ear and whispers, “I know you’re about to cum just like I am. So where do you want to shoot it? Inside or outside?”

It’s a no-brainer, and respond, “You know the only choice is inside.” 

“Why did I even ask? You’re always one to get a girl dirty right after they get cleaned.”

“What can I say? I like marking my girls with my seed.”

Teasing you, she says, “And what do you like doing to your girls with your seed?”

“I like breeding them.”

“Ohh, you like breeding us?”

“Yes, just like right now. I want to breed you all night and give our daughter another sibling.”

“If you want to, do it.”

“Really?”

“No. You know how busy we are with the tour.”

“Fuck, you’re right.”

“But that doesn’t mean you can't just fuck me here and there. I’m on the pill, so you can cum inside of me as much as you want.”

“You really know how to make a guy happy, huh.”

“I know you like the back of my hand. I know you’re about to burst at any moment, so let me give you a push,” and lifts herself once more before slamming herself with full force. 

Both of your floodgates burst wide open, releasing your orgasms at once. Her love juice and your thick cum collide with one another, mixing into something new. Jihyo spasms as she rides her orgasm, tightening her walls around your cock and milking you of all you’re worth. 

After a few minutes, she regains her composure and asks you to bring her to bed. “You don’t want to clean yourself first?”

“No, why would I? I love the feeling of hot baby batter in my tummy.” You can't help but get turned on again. “I see our little friend here is still full of energy. How about you go clean up the mess, and if you’re still hard, I’ll let you sleep with your cock inside of me.” 

You try your best to clean yourself and the mess before going to bed. Luckily, your friend didn’t disappoint and stood tall and proud the whole time. 

You climb onto the bed slowly, not to wake Jisoo from her sleep. Jihyo turns around and whispers, "I guess you’re still hard. A promise is a promise," and turns around with her back facing you. She sticks her but out, teasing you as you get closer to her. She grabs your hard cock and aligns it to her entrance before taking in the first two inches of your meat. “It’s in, you can put in the rest.” 

You grab her waist and shove your whole length inside her womb, causing her to moan slowly. Jihyo, in a spooning position with you, grinds herself onto you and makes sure that every inch of “you” is warm. She slowly falls asleep with your embrace and her baby next to her. 

[alcoholfreenayeon]

What about some Jihyo x actor fem!reader fluff please! Maybe there’s been rumors that the two have been seeing each other for a while after meeting at an event. Pictures of the two taken from a far hanging out and eating at restaurants. Then the reader is in an upcoming major film and one of the premieres is in Seoul and Twice is invited to attend. Just some cute stuff like the two making small gestures like eye contact and smiling at each other across the red carpet or being seen taking photobooth pictures at the after party. Please and thank you hehe :)

AN: sorry for the long wait anon. Hope you like this!

Jihyo x Actor Fem!Reader

Caught in the Act

It’s always a good day when you are on a date with your lovely girlfriend especially when she’s none other than Park Jihyo herself. Add to that the pleasant weather and the good food that’s about to be served, life doesn’t get much better than this really.

So, how’s your day been darling?, “Jihyo interrupts your thoughts, her cute smile sparking with curiosity.

“Well, you know the initial reaction to the movie as been much better than expected from the critics so I think this might be it, my introduction to the world.” You couldn’t help but feel extremely proud. This was your potential breakthrough after all. You hear your phone go off a few times but ignore it and continue, “Then there’s the premier coming up in a few days and as you would have found out yesterday, Twice are invited!”.

Jihyo smiles sweetly and proudly as she listens to you be so happy. “Yea I got the invitations yesterday, why didn’t you tell me about that before!, she pouts.

“I wanted to surprise you”, you tease, glancing at your phone again as another bunch of notifications pop off.

“Ah well it was a very pleasant surprise!” Jihyo almost squealed. “I’m so happy for you”. She paused for a moment as your notifications went crazy yet again. “Ooohhh, the premier hasn’t even happened and miss y/n has become such a busy star already.” She teased with a wink.

“Ugh I’m so sorry about this”, you say sincerely deciding to check what the issue is, “I don’t know why……oh….no…..”, you mild annoyance slowly turns to dread as you look through your notifications. You’ve been tagged in social media posts, your manager has been messaging you, media agencies have been messaging you, fans have been messaging you with the only common denominator being some pictures. Pictures of you and Jihyo from yesterday, last month and other times when the two of you met recently. Your eyes scanning the same words in all of the messages

Caught

Dating

Exposed

Scandal

Your hands start to shake as you realize the ramifications this could potentially have. Suddenly the relaxing atmosphere of the restaurant felt very tense, the glass walls made you feel exposed and the other people here made you nervous. You felt absolutely terrified, your personal life, your career and your girlfriend’s career were all at stake here. As scared as you were right now, it was important to begin damage control as soon as possible. You look at Jihyo who was resting her head in her hand glancing at you seriously while using her phone presumably waiting for you to be done. She probably knows by now as well since she’d likely have been contacted as well.

Taking a deep breath, you grab her hand and quickly drag her, away from the windows, away from the people to the closest secluded area you could find…which happened to be the bathroom. Pushing Jihyo inside, your close the door, wait a few seconds and peek out to see if anyone saw you two come here.

“We need to hurry, someone might come in”,

You nod in agreement and sigh in relief to see no activity you turn back to Jihyo only to see that she has lifted up her top, her breasts exposed and was in the process of pulling down her pants, her cheeks slightly red and her face full of excitement.

“What the HELL are you doing????”, you ask in astonishment.

“What do you think love”, Jihyo flirts squeezing her tits together with a wink.

“Jeez! That’s not why I brought you here!”, you reply, your cheeks flushing. “Put your clothes back on! Someone might walk in!”

“Ahhn what’s going on with you”, Jihyo protests, feeling confused and a bit disappointed.

“They found out.”, you say grimly. “I’ve been getting a lot of messages and there’s pictures circulating and everyone is talking about a potential scandal and-”

“Whoa whoa, calm down. What are you talking about? People found out?”

“I don’t know how? I’ve been receiving so many messages and….didn’t you see it?”

“I keep my notifications off….”

You show her what you’ve found out and Jihyo looks worried now.

“Im surprised, I thought we were quite careful. Maybe we got a bit sloppy recently but for now…..Ok, I think we go back home for now, talk with our companies and then see if we need to address this publicly”, Jihyo says seriously.

You take a deep breath and nod. You let Jihyo leave first and wait about 10 minutes before you go back as well. You didn’t have the courage to check your phone again and were fearing the worst.

On your way back, you called your manager to ask what was going to happen and were a bit relieved to find out that all mostly speculation but the fact that two of five pictures had captured Jihyo and your face cleanly and it was obvious that it was the two of you. Your manager informs you that as of now it would be viable to keep quiet and then the company can say the two of you are friends hanging out, but this stance could change depending on the reaction of the general public. It was too soon to gauge the true reaction of the people right now and it would take a few more hours to assess the situation more accurately.

You spent the next few hours watching some Netflix, trying to distract yourself from the drama till you got further news from the agency. It wasn’t very effective though since your thoughts kept drifting back to it. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity you got a call from your manager, no, it’s Jihyo. You take a deep breath and answer the call,

“Hey”

“hey….”

“did you see it?”, she asks with a hint of excitement in her voice.

“what? See what?”, you question back, confused.

“Open your socials, see what everyone has been saying”

You do as she says and immediately come across a barrage of negative threads about the two of you which only reaffirms your fears but as you keep scrolling through you are completely surprised to find out that despite the initial outrage the fans and public are actually overwhelming supportive of you and Jihyo.

“I never thought Y/N had rizz like that to pull Jihyo!”

“Jihyo is so real for going for Y/N”

“Just based off the photos I can tell these two are so cute together”  

“NOW I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE THEM AT THE PREMIERE”

You didn’t know how to react now. People were seeming for rooting for you both but what does it really mean you and Jihyo got away with it? That there wouldn’t be any real consequences? It seems too good to be true.

“Hellooo are you still there Y/n?”

You were so relieved that you had completely forgotten you were on a call with Jihyo. “Y-yeah, I’m still here.”

“Everyone from my side thinks that everything will be more or less alright since people aren’t very angry about it.”

Hearing Jihyo say those words meant a lot and you felt a lot less tense now and were a bit more relaxed. “That’s so good to hear. I still haven’t heard anything from my side, so I hope they tell me the same soon.”

By the next morning your agency had assured you that everything was fine and there would be no major problems. With only two days left for the premiere, time seemed to fly by. Mostly due to how hectic and busy things had been for you but also partly because you were quite nervous about it all.

Finally, the day of the premiere arrived, the whole morning was nerve wrecking, you just kept thinking of all the ways that things could go wrong. Thankfully you managed to get it under control as the day went on until it was actually time for the premiere. When you arrived at the red carpet the first thing that you noticed was the sheer number of people present. Were they all there for you? That seemed entirely insane to you, maybe your driver messed up and now you were at the wrong place and now you were going to get embarrassed when you end up missing your own premiere. However, as soon as you got out of the car, you were absolutely hounded by the crowd of people. They seemed to be speaking in sync, but you couldn’t make out a single word with all the noise. After the initial excitement wore out you could finally make out some of the questions and began to answer them.

Just as you were beginning to get comfortable, the crowd goes wild again as someone else arrives at the carpet. As the car door opens, time seems to slow down and steps out Jihyo looking absolutely gorgeous, her hair perfect, her smile making you feel weak even if it wasn’t directed at you. She greets the crowd as the rest of Twice step out. You were still mesmerized when you snapped out of it realizing that a lot of eyes were still on you. Your cheeks began to flush a bit as you tried to act like it was nothing. Some people in the crowd seemed to have caught on and you could hear a few ‘oohs’ and ‘aahs’. Pretending like you didn’t hear them, you decided to move on.

As the rest of the cast turns up, time seems to fly by and before you know it, it’s time to watch the premiere. Everything was going well, in fact every time you appeared in a scene a certain section of the crowd a few rows behind you seemed to cheer loudly. Only when the interval began, and the lights turned on did you realize the loud section of fans were sitting near Jihyo. You didn’t really know how to feel about this. It was kinda sweet maybe-

Your thoughts were interrupted as she made her way towards you flashing you a quick smile before heading to the snack bar. Even though you were quite relaxed on the outside, that small smile from Jihyo made you feel really warm and fuzzy on the inside. You followed her to the snack bar, greeting some fans along the way before stopping next to her. The two of you looked at each other for a moment, smiled and then turned away ordering snacks.

Of course, you wanted to kiss her, but this was NOT the place for that despite the fans seemingly egging the two of you to do something. Coincidentally you both ended up walking back together which caused some whooping from the crowd causing both of you to blush a little while making your way back to the seats.

The rest of the premiere went quite smoothly, and the people absolutely loved it, and you couldn’t be prouder of your work. You ended up taking pictures with each fan in the premiere. While you were about to exit, you were pulled in by Jihyo who told you to keep quiet and that she wanted you to follow her out the back.

“I want you all to myself for some time now”, Jihyo says endearingly. You have no complains, in fact this was exactly what you wanted as well. While the rest of Twice and the movie cast were a bit confused at the disappearances of their members, both groups were busy enough to not put two and two together.

[vorrentis]

Reader x Jihyo - Looking Out For You (Part 2)

Reworked to the fullest and the teaser that Jihyo released this morning made me want to work more on it.

Will release Part 3 on her album day.

WORDS: 5509

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SLING

Jihyo quickly ran through the automatic doors and towards the front desk with a speed that could rival the Flash.

Her steps are heavy as she panted from running from her car.

GRIP

"(YN)?! (YN) (LN)!?" She asked the receptionist.

"Excuse-"

"(YN)! (Y-YN)!" Jihyo tapped her hand on the desk to hurry her up, "please!"

"Jihyo! W-wait, relax..." her father caught his breath coming from behind as he just managed to catch up to her.

As soon as they heard that you were at the hospital Jihyo informed her parents and the three were off.

"What's your relation-"

"His friend! Best friend! Please I need to know!" She yelled hoping the receptionist can witness her direness.

"Jihyo, calm down." Her dad stated as he looked around at the eyes staring at them.

"Give me just a second." The receptionist typed on her computer.

"I-is he okay!?" Jihyo gulped as the receptionist pressed enter.

"...I'm afraid he's still in surgery." Her answer made Jihyo feel faint, her head wobbly all of a sudden.

Surgery.

That's never good.

"Hey, hey hey Jihyo," her father gripped her arms noticing her shaky stance.

"Is he alright?" This time Ms. Park came from the back at a slower pace.

"He's in surgery, but Jihyo isn't well." He said as the mother came on the other side.

"Sweetie?" She spotted her side profile as her eyes were lost and wandered.

"He-he's in su-i-is he alright?" She muttered to the receptionist.

"I-I have no knowledge of-"

"You work here!" Jihyo yelled as the worker leaned back, "how do you not-"

"Jihyo! Enough!" her dad yelled as Jihyo stopped but didn't turn to him, "we'll have to wait, come on,"

"But-"

"No buts! There's nothing we can do but wait."

Jihyo's eyes stung a bit while taking a frustrated sigh and letting her hands drop.

"We're very sorry," the mom said to the worker while pulling her daughter away from the counter with her husband's help.

The worker leaned back forward.

She understood Jihyo's reaction, wasn't the first time a worried one acted like that.

Once we were a bit further from the desk, her mom walked forward in front of her, witnessing her distressed expression.

She put a hand on the arm she was near a moment ago, comforting her daughter.

"I know you're very worried, but acting like this isn't going to help anyone." She stated as Jihyo looked down, shoulders hunched.

"I-I just want to see him. I need to know if he's okay Mom..." 

Her mom instinctively brought her into her body and in a warm hug.

"He's going to be fine sweetie. He's alright, they'll do everything they can to help him." 

"He will be Jihyo. (YN) will push through." Her dad spoke while patting the top of her head as Jihyo took quick breaths to calm down.

"...I-I'm sorry..."

"No no, don't be, it's okay." Her mom cooed in her ear.

"Jihyo?" 

The three heard her name as they each turned, Jihyo and her mom breaking the hug to spot your mother standing a few feet away.

"M-Mrs. (LN),"

And Jihyo's attempt at calming herself was halted as she walked towards her, "i-is (YN)-"

"It's nothing critical, he needs to be patched up, but he'll be okay," she answered quickly as Jihyo felt at ease very quickly.

"R-really?" She nodded as Jihyo covered her mouth as her newborn tears of sadness were turned to joy.

Upon seeing this, your mother walked forward and hugged Jihyo as her mom did a few seconds ago.

"He's okay, he's okay," your mother kept repeating as Jihyo nodded while she looked behind to see her parents, "thank you for coming."

"Of course (Mom's Name)." Mrs. Park nodded as the father nodded in response too, "and (Dad's name)?"

"He's on the way from work." She answered while pulling away from Jihyo took a shaky breath of relief, "deep breaths," she said while Jihyo nodded, "let's all sit down." she suggested as the parents nodded while Jihyo was ushered by your mother to vacant seats.

As she sat down, her parents each gave a hug to your mother and joined Jihyo on either side of her, her mom holding her daughter's hand while her father patted her shoulder on the either side, your mom on the other side of them sitting as well.

"What happened?" Her dad questioned as your mom leaned back on her chair.

"Car crash."

"God..." Mrs. Park whispered as Jihyo felt extremetly ill.

Even knowing that you were going to be okay, you getting hurt wasn't something she needed to hear.

"A collision with another car is all I know." She said as she looked down, "I-I don't even know where he got a car, his is at home. H-he wasn't even far away either..."

"We're very sorry (Mom's Name)." Mr. Park assured as your mom sighed and sat upright again.

She looked at Jihyo looking aimlessly at the floor, her hands gripping together.

"Thank you. All of you. For all your help..." She said looking up at you three in Korean (she taught you), "we're grateful for everything. If there's anything you need, my husband and I will do what we-"

"You don't need to say that (Mom's Name," Mrs. Park cut her off, "we're glad to help." 

Your mother nodded.

"(Mom's name)!?" 

All four turned to the entrance to spot your francic father running in.

"(Father's Name)." His wife stood up as he looked and quickly went to her.

"I-Is he-"

He asked upon closing the space as she waved her hands.

"He'll be okay, doctors are working on him now."

The look of relief invaded him as he looked away with a deep exhale.

"Oh thank-..." he stepped closer to her and the two hugged tightly as the Park family watched and the parents stood up as well.

He pulled away after a few seconds and your mother nudged her head to them as he turned to them and walked towards them as the two shared a hug with him too.

"Thank you three for coming," he stated as the two nodded, "and Jihyo," he called to her as she looked up at him, "thank you for the help, we owe you a lot."

That hurt Jihyo the most.

It was because of her that all this happened.

Jihyo nodded slowly as your father turned to his wife.

"So we're waiting?" He asked his wife as she nodded, "okay," he then joined his wife while Jihyo's parents sat down once more.

After that, the five sat in silence. 

Jihyo sat there, holding her hands together while thinking of you only.

While you were deemed to be okay, she prayed for you.

Jihyo was afraid.

Jihyo was afraid of your health.

Jihyo needed you to be okay for her.

Jihyo knows it's selfish and wrong to think that, after what she did to you. 

But she couldn't even be herself when you were gone.

Jihyo needed you.

And once you were okay, she vowed to do everything to apologize and do whatever it takes to get your forgiveness.

That is if you even wanted to talk to her.

She wouldn't blame you if that were the case.

But she hoped you were kind enough to hear her words once more.

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Jihyo sat anxiously in the sterile hospital lobby, her eyes fixed on the swinging doors that separated her from the maze of corridors where you were receiving medical attention. 

The lights overhead, the talks around buzzed softly, casting an unnatural feeling on the faces of the five sitting who, like her, were caught in the limbo between hope and nervousness.

Beside her, Jihyo's family members exchanged hushed conversations, their faces etched with concern. 

Your mother eyes shut while your father fidgeted in his seat, his unease evident in the tapping of his restless fingers against the armrest.

Twenty-six minutes pass, but it felt like hours, each tick of the clock on the wall amplifying Jihyo's worries. 

She traced patterns on her lap, her thoughts swirling in a maelstrom of uncertainty. 

Her mind replayed various images and memories of you and her to keep her spirits high, but it wasn't 100% effective.

However, it wasn't long till..

"Mrs. (LN)?"

We all looked up to see a man in a blue scrubs approaching.

"Yes?" They all stood up as he looked at the other four.

"Are all you for (YN)?"

"Yes," Your mother stated.

"Very well, my name is Dr. Smith, and I was in charge of (YN)'s surgery. I understand that this is a very difficult time for you five, but the surgery was successful, he's in stable condition."

All five sighed in relief and felt their bodies lessened of weight.

"Oh, oh god, thank you doctor," your father stated.

"..." He didn't respond to that as the five emotions were getting mixed, instead... "follow me please."

He turned as the five followed with pace, following him through a double doors and in a hallway.

"There's a concern we have about him. I need to be candid with you five about his current state."

The five felt ill.

"I'll explain when we see him." 

Jihyo was finally going to see you.

This was what she wanted, yet she didn't feel ready.

And again, they all followed but with a weight of that 'concern' on them.

A minute later and the doctor came to a stop in front of a window pane as the five knew you were behind that glass, but when seeing you, they lost the function to breath. 

Jihyo the most.

You were laying there with an oxygen mask over your mouth, bandages on the left side of your head and your left arm in a cast.

Cables connected to the machines on the left side of you as each person stared in awe.

Your father covered his mouth, mother stepped forward towards the glass, hand on the pane, Jihyo's parents stared and stand still as Jihyo suffered to contain her emotions.

"He's stable rest assured. But as you know he was in car crash," Dr. Smith resumed as they kept their eyes on you, "the other car collided with him on the side of the driver's seat thus resulting in most damage on the left side of his body. His arm is broken, but other than a few scrapes and scratches, it'll be okay, nothing to serious from that. He also had a shard of glass on his left side of his torso that's been removed, stitched, and taken care of as well."

Each person winced at each injury, but were glad that it was taken-

"About the concern that we have," they all turned to him, "there was significant damage to the left side of his head and along the way. He made contact with a hard surface, his body went into a comatose state on the way here as a result."

"C-comatose?" Mrs. Park stated, "h-he's in a coma?"

"Yes."

All five turned back to you slowly.

"It's important to understand that his brain is working to heal itself from the trauma it has suffered.

"...h-how long could he-..." Your father started, but unable to finish.

"I wish I could provide a definite answer, but the duration of a coma is highly variable and depends on many factors. These include the extent of the brain injury, how well your son responds to treatment, and his overall health. Some patients begin to show signs of improvement within a couple of days, while others may remain in a coma for an extended period of time."

"No..." Jihyo muttered, "n-no he-he can't-..." her mother hugged her side.

"I want to emphasize that we are doing everything we can to support (YN)'s recovery. At this point, it's challenging to predict the outcome with certainty. We are providing (YN) with the best possible medical care. Our focus right now is on closely monitoring his brain function and managing any potential complications. We're using various diagnostic tools such as CT scans and continuous monitoring to assess his progress. Our team of specialists is working together to develop a comprehensive treatment plan tailored to his condition afterward, but at the moment, he's stable. I am sorry about this." Dr. Smith reassured once more as no one turned to him.

"...thank you, doctor." Your mother said while looking at you rather as Dr. Smith nodded, "is there anything that can we do to support him?"

"Research has shown that patients in comas may respond to familiar voices and touch, so spending time with him and talking to him can be beneficial. We will also keep you updated on any changes in his condition and involve you in the decision-making process as we move forward." He answered as each heard and a steel trap was clinged onto that for Jihyo.

Your mother turned to Dr. Smith now.

"Okay, thank you and your staff for everything Doctor."

"Of course."

"C-Can we go in there?" Your dad asked as Dr. Smith nodded..

"Yes, may I ask for the parents to come with me alone in there?" the Park family, minus Jihyo nodded as the two of them and Dr. Smith went inside while the other three were behind the glass.

"..."

"Jihyo?" her mother called out to her.

"H-he's in a coma mom..."

"I know sweetie, I know."

"But he's okay, that's all that matters. He'll be okay Jihyo, he'll wake up soon."

Jihyo didn't respond while watching the four in the room as your parents weren't fairing any better.

This was her doing...

Her mistake...

Her costly mistake...

A mistake that she'll do her best to fix.

No matter what.

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TWO HOURS LATER

In the dimly lit hospital room, Jihyo sat beside your bed, her heart heavy with depression.

She gently clasped your hand in hers, feeling the coolness of your skin against her warm palm. 

The rhythmic beeping of the monitors provided a steady backdrop to the quietness of the room as her eyes fixed on his peaceful face.

She's been in here for about hour and a half now.

Your parents stayed for a bit before they left to settle with the doctor on future updates and Jihyo took their place as her parents waited for her.

She hadn't said a word as she didn't even know what to say, gathering her thoughts on what she can do to make this right.

"...I'm so sorry...this was all my fault...if I just believed you...I know that I hurt, but...if you're listening (YN)." Jihyo whispered, her voice barely more than a breath. 

As if in response, your chest rose and fell in a steady, unbroken rhythm. 

The coma had rendered you unresponsive, your vibrant spirit seemingly locked away, and yet Jihyo held onto a glimmer of hope.

"I promise I'll do whatever it takes to gain your forgiveness. I'll visit you, every day until you wake up. I don't care how long it takes," Jihyo continued, her voice laced with a mixture of sadness and determination. "Years if I have to. And when you wake up and if you'll allow me. I promise to be there for you and with you and we'll be the best of fri-"

Jihyo stopped talking.

She can't bring herself to say that word because she can't call herself that anymore.

She traced circles on the back of your hand with her thumb, her touch gentle and unwavering. 

Memories of their shared laughter, late-night conversations, and stolen moments flooded her mind, each one a testament to the bond they had built.

"I miss your smile, (YN)," Jihyo admitted, her voice softening. "You have this way of lighting up the room, making everything feel brighter, including me. I want to see it again."

The room remained quiet, the machines humming softly as they monitored your vital signs and Jihyo...

"Sniff...you're strong. I know you are," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "You've faced challenges before, and you've always come out stronger. You can do it again. Sniff Wake up soon (YN)...for me." Jihyo pleaded staring at you, the constant beats of the monitor killing her every time.

"Jihyo?" Jihyo heard and looked back to see (FN) at the door, "oh sorry I-I didn't-"

"No," Jihyo wiped her eyes with her free hand, "i-it's fine, uh, his parents called you then?"

"Yeah, her mom called my mom." He came closer and saw your state, "...how is he?"

"He's fine, but in a coma. They don't when he'll wake up." Jihyo answered as (FN) walked around and stared at you from the other side.

"..."

"..."

"...I'm sorry Jihyo." He said as Jihyo looked at him.

"Thank you, but right now we should focus on (YN)." She said while Jihyo turned to you once more.

"...that's not why I'm sorry." He added as Jihyo returned her look, "I knew where (YN) was."

"..." Jihyo sat upright.

"It's also my fault he's like this."

"..."

SCREECH

Jihyo stood up from her chair.

"You knew?!" Jihyo had anger coursing through her as (FN) rose his hands.

"Yes, but you have to understand-"

"You knew and YOU DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING!" Jihyo went around the bed towards (FN) while he stepped back.

"Hold on! Let me ex-" But (FN) was cut off by Jihyo grabbing his shirt and pushing him against the wall. 

He didn't know if it was the adrenaline or just her because she was strong at the moment.

"Why the HELL would you lie about this!? ALL THIS COULD HAVE BEEN AVOIDED!" Jihyo spat in his face as (FN) raised his hands up to her arms.

"L-let me explain!" (FN) frantically spoke as Jihyo glared.

"Explain!" Was all she said as she slightly let go of the pressure on him as (FN) took a breath.

"It was after your talk with him," Jihyo's expression lessened.

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FLASHBACK

"Mom I'm home." He said as he called out to his home, "mom?"

"..."

Silence.

"Gone again." He muttered as he went towards the kitchen to grab an apple.

It was the peak of the school knowing you were gone and all day he was questioned on where you were or hearing their apologizes to him and that he'll be fine. 

Besides Jihyo, you were his best friend and everyone knew it.

He washed the apple and took a bite while heading downstairs to his room.

"Having fun?" He saw his bed and the person on top of it, holding his PSP.

"Decent." The person responded as (FN) shook his head.

"How long you're going to keep this up (YN)?" He asked as you placed his PSP down, "you can't stay here forever." He said as you sighed.

"It's just for a while." you responded as (FN) rolled his eyes. 

"A while? It's been three days. Everyone is getting worried. The cops are now involved...Jihyo's worried too."

You scoffed.

"I'm sure she is."

Yeah, you were still hurting.

You told (FN) about it and he knew about your feelings for Jihyo.

Strong feelings.

The number of times that they talked, how much you helped her and was teaching her the language. 

(FN) was happy for you. 

She made your days happy.

And when (FN) heard that Dan started dating her, you didn't take it very well. 

He didn't know Dan well as you did but when you explained to him about his heartbreak persona, (FN) didn't like it one bit either.

He didn't talk to you for a bit after that day and the day before you 'left', here he was in his room.

You told him everything that occured as he left, mainly what Jihyo told you.

He could tell you were heartbroken and (FN) felt for you and suggessted that you stay here for a while to sort out your issues.

His dad was away on a bussiness trip while his mom worked all day to sleep at home only as a nurse.

He didn't mind not seeing them for a bit though.

Though he didn't think it was this long of a say.

"Well, quite a few things happen," he said coming closer to you, "the big one is that Dan was expelled."

"Expelled?"

"Yeah, guess Leon ratted him and his friends about what they did to you and now they are gone, oh and Jihyo had a pretty big reaction to hearing that he punched you."

"..." 

"(YN), she broke up with Dan yesterday." 

You sat upright.

"What?"

"She talked to me today about everything. She caught him cheating yesterday and this morning she lashed out at Leon after he told her and the principal. She was sulking all day dude. She knows you were right and I hated that I had to lie. Why prolong this?"

Your eyes looked away.

"...it doesn't change what she said."

(FN) ruffled his own hair.

"I know that must have hurt, but your parents have to know that you're okay at least. Dude it's a search for you."

"..."

"Dude, just go see them or her, she just sits there. No smile. Barely talks, nothing. She's a hulk (YN), he also has her phone on her desk or hand today. Jihyo's waiting for you, talk to her now." I said as you looked away, "she's been on her phone so that means she's been trying to get to you. I mean you must have read her messages or saw her calls."

"..."

"Get your phone man, look. I'm getting worried for all this. I'm giving you till tonight to go home (YN). I'm serious. This whole thing started with Jihyo, but now that she wants you, it's time to go back."

"...okay."

(FN) nodded.

"Just, give me an hour or so to collect my thoughts. I won't rat you out either."

"You better not and good for you man. I know it was tough on you to hear, but things are looking up." You nodded, "now then, let me use the bathroom and then we'll talk about what to say alright?" you nodded once more as (FN) went back to use his personal bathroom.

While he was gone, you went through your backpack and fished out your phone that you haven't been using since you left.

You didn't want to see the calls or texts of anyone and as turned your phone on and the home screen came up and saw the notifications of the numerous calls and messages popped up.

You went to the home screen and both the messages and call counts were 99+ as you went through and searched through the notifications of each one.

Most if not all messages and voice mails from your parents were if you were safe, where you were, or come home.

Parents, friends other than (FN) and Jihyo herself.

'She knows I'm right. She broke up with Dan.'

While that would have brought you happiness days ago, now it was an 'eh' moment.

What she said hurt you like a gunshot.

That she admitted to choosing another guy over you.

But now hearing about her being about you...obviously because of her being sorry.

Nothing else.

You scanned through Jihyo's messages through notifications, pretty much the same as your parents and went to voice mail, there were quite a few from her and listened to the most recent one of hers from this morning.

You brought it up to your ear.

(YN)

I know you don't want to hear me or probably even see me. Not after what I've done to you. 

You were right. You were right this whole time. I caught him too. I should have listened to you, but I was so stupid and blinded by some stupid emotions and...that's no excuse I know, but I don't know what else I can say.

I know you hate me now and I don't blame you. Eerything we've done together and I threw it away, destroyed what we have that I need back.

You said you'd love me and I hurt you instead.

What I said to you, sorry isn't good enough, it was cruel of me to say so after you confessed and I can't make you forget hearing that. I can't even think about how painful it was and I know I can't apologize for it.

But if you are hearing this, please. I'm begging you to come back home. I need you. I need to see you. I need to hear you, be with you, talk with you, anything with you.

I want to make things up, no matter how long it'll take I want to make up for what I said.

Even if you just want to come and shout at me for my stupidity and being the ungrateful friend that I am. 

I don't care, I deserve every word if it means that you'll come back to me

(YN), please, I need you now more than ever

The rest of the voice mail was of her crying.

You sighed while putting the phone down and closing your eyes. 

Now she was hurting badly too.

"Damn it..."

You didn't hate her.

You hated what she said, but you didn't hate 'her'.

And hearing her in pain...now that was tough too.

She sounded like she meant it too.

KNOCK KNOCK

You looked up at (FN) standing there.

"I see you have your phone."

You rose your phone up.

"I listened to Jihyo's voicemail. She was hurt."

"They all are. Let's talk about what to say and you can take my car okay?" You nodded as (FN) sat near you.

"I-I didn't want to make anyone worry..."

"I know you didn't, I know. You were hurt, that's all." (FN) nodded as you nodded in agreement, "it's only been a few days, it's take a bit but this will go away after alright?"

"..."

"...I'm sorry,"

"It's okay man," (FN) reached out and patted your shoulder, "don't worry, it'll be fine."

You nodded.

"I want to see her too." You said as (FN) smiled and nodded.

"You will soon enough."

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FLASHBACK END

"And that's what happened. I gave him my keys after and we were going to say he stayed at a motel because of what Dan said and spooked him. I know what I did was wrong, but I looking out for him. I-I didn't think this will happen..." (FN) finished explaining as Jihyo saw the pain in his eyes as tears started forming.

She was getting some of her own as she let him go and slowly walked back to her seat and held your hand again as she stared at your sleeping face.

(FN) didn't move, but stood where he was as he felt the emotions getting the best of him.

Jihyo wanted to smile.

You wanted to see her too.

But she couldn't.

A wave of remorse crashed onto her.

"...I'm sorry." She heard while shaking her head in response.

"You were looking out for him...like he was for me," Jihyo then grabbed your hand as she held it with both of hers, bringing it up to her lips as she kissed it.

(FN) saw tears forming as her mouth was obstructed by your hand.

"...he'll wake up soon. I know he will." (FN) said as Jihyo didn't answer anymore, lost in her world of darkness as her tears came down.

Both stayed quiet after as the beeps from the machines and the silent sobs of Jihyo echoed in the room.

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Two weeks later

Jihyo kept her promise and came to visit everyday. 

Some days varied, one was for half an hour and another was a couple of hours. 

She didn't catch your parents, but she noticed their names on the check-in the list at different times as her.

Every day she would do something different.

She would read a book to you, sat quietly in her seat, put a video on her phone and pretend that both were watching together or just tell you of what's been going on lately.

All the while holding your hand in the process.

Like the doctor said, mentally and physically, anything helps.

It's been exactly two weeks since then and Jihyo came through the hospital doors again. 

She got her guest badge and walked down the corridor as usual, but this time, someone was there in front of the window.

Someone that had her blood boil.

"What the hell are you doing here!?" She barked as Leon looked over at her.

"I came to apologize to him and you so I waited for you to arrive. I heard about what happened. I also came to apologize for what Dan d-"

"I don't want to hear his fucking name." Jihyo spat while coming closer as Leon assumed as much.

"Sorry. It's been two weeks, but I just couldn't find the courage to come down here and see him like this. I just want to apologize and that's it. I'll leave."

Jihyo didn't want Leon to get anywhere near you, but if it's just an apology...

"Fine," Jihyo shrugged.

"Thank you." He said and both went inside the room as Leon came closer and his pace shortened while Jihyo went forward to her spot.

"Damn..." He whispered while seeing the bandages and cast as you laid with the beeps echoed the room once more.

Leon procedded forward and stood on the other side of the bed as Jihyo kept her eyes glued to him.

"Uhm, hey (YN), I wanted to apologize to you. I...I was a coward. I let what...happened to you happened and...it was wrong of me. It's been eating me up since and I sincerely hope that you'll forgive me. I'm also sorry about, this. I should have stopped him there too, but I couldn't." Leon added as it was caught by Jihyo. "And I know it may not be much, but...when you wake up, I hope that we can start over and hang out sometime. Thank you." Leon finished up as he took a breath in.

"And I'm sorry Jihyo. I owe an apology to you as well." Leon said looking at her.

"What did you mean by 'stopped him there too'...what else did you do to him!?" 

Leon sighed.

"I guess you didn't-...I don't want to make things worse then it-"

"Tell me." Jihyo said as Leon gulped.

"Dan...he crashed into (YN)."

Jihyo's eyes widened, then she balled her fist in anger as she stood up again.

All she felt was fury now.

"He, he did this..." Jihyo spoke in a malice tone and gritted teeth.

"N-not on purpose, h-he was drunk." Leon noticed Jihyo's anger and quickly explained himself.

"That piece of shit did this to (YN)!? I'm calling the cops!" Jihyo said furious while pulling her phone-

"He's already in jail!" Leon spoke up as Jihyo looked at him, "Seven years and is being sued by his parents. I-I thought you already knew."

"..."

Jihyo eyes glared.

"After we got expelled, he didn't take it well, neither did his parents. They got in this big fight and he stayed in my place." Leon said. "Mason would come over as well and the two of us would talk to him or something. He wasn't...right. And before the crash, I came home after my shift and I saw he had a few drinks around him and he talked about his parents and about his redemption to them or something. I tried to stop him from drinking anymore, but he gets angry easily. So I let him be, and when I took a nap and woke up, he was gone with my truck."

Jihyo absolutely hated Dan and he deserved to be punished.

Even more if she can help it.

"That's why I came here to apologize. I could have stopped him, but-I'm such a fucking coward...I-I'm sorry..." He hung his head as Jihyo was trying to maintain herself.

.

.

"Get out."

"Jihy-"

"Get. OUT!" She pointed at the door, "I don't want you or HIM close to us again!"

"Ji-"

"I'm calling security!" 

"Okay, okay, I'm leaving." He rose his hands and started to walk slowly while looking at you and then he paced out the room, apologizing quickly once more before leaving.

Jihyo turned around as she just sat back down and took all this in.

She dated that monster...

She hated herself for being near that piece of shit.

And she hated that everything was pointed at her.

if she had listened to you...her (YN)...

None of this would have happened...

She stared at your face as tears started to drop at a rapid pace from her eyes, remembering memories of what you have done to calm her down on some occasions.

She weakly smiled at those images.

She brought her hands to you again as she brought it close to her mouth and she kissed it once more.

"(YN)...I-I-s-sorry...I'm so-" 

She couldn't say anything as sobs just started to take her.

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One week later

It's been three weeks then and things were the same.

Jihyo's been doing so so and she still visits you daily as well.

(FN) hangs out with her as well, just not as much as she would stay. 

He would be only for about 20 minutes and then leave her with you.

Currently she was in her room, getting ready to go to your house...but she was also getting ready to tell her parents about the whole real situation.

She's been thinking about this.

And she's been thinking about you.

She has all these feelings and thoughts and emotions towards you.

However, she also had guilt and shame. 

She needed some help and no one was better than her parents.

She and (FN) kept what happened a secret, but she thinks that someone else needs to know as well.

Eventually, the truth will come out when you wake up so she would rather say it herself rather than you telling everything.

But for now, it was your time as she came down the corridor once more with a depressed face and entered the room...but was met with you sitting up and looking at the TV in the corner of the room.

She gasped loudly as you turned towards the door.

"(Y-(Y-(YN)..." Tears were swelling in her eyes as Jihyo stood still.

"H-hello..."

Jihyo's legs went mach-speed as she pounced on you and hugged you like no tomorrow.

"Oh god! Y-you're awake! Y-you're awake!" She was crying on the top of your head as she held you tight, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry (YN)!"

You just sat there taking it and after a couple of minutes, she pulled away, but her face was inches away from yours, her rivers of tears and a smile on her face.

"H-how are you?"

"F-fine..."

She gave a shaky exhale and nodded.

"That's...oh god that's great. (YN) I'm so sorry. I-I really am. All this was my fault and I regret everything I said to you. If you'll allow me, I will do whatever it takes to get your forgiveness. Anything and everything. You're special to me."

You just sat there in silence looking at her.

"..."

"Please..."

You opened your mouth to say something but then closed it.

"(YN)?"

Your expression then turned into a questionable expression.

"I'm sorry, but...who are you?"

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And that's that.

So what will happen next...find out in Part 3.

Thanks for taking a pause in your life to reading this.

Vote/Comment if you want. And thanks again.

[mxdimitrescu]

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Jealousy

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↳Park Jihyo x Bae Eun

Her Lion

↳Chou Tzuyu x GP!Kang Saja

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↳Twice x GN!Reader

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↳Minatozaki Sana x Kim Dohyun

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↳Hirai Momo x ??

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Late Night Fun

↳ Vanessa Moe x GP!Reece Johnson

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↳Kylie Jenner x GP!Lux Jones

Drunken Night

↳Kendall Jenner x GP!Remy Fields

Green-Eyed Monster

↳Kendall Jenner x GP!Kai Daniels

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↳Cardi B. x GP!Salem Black

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↳Lauren Jauregui x Blue Hansen

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↳Anna Kendrick x Bellamy Black

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↳Rosalie Hale x Echo Clearwater

You Saved Me

↳Irina Denali x Finley

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When Our Eyes Meet

↳Alex Morgan x Hunter Lake

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↳Christen Press x Deaf!Emery Press

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↳Tobin Heath x Tall!Jace Campbell

Connections Leads to Something

↳Mom!Hope Solo x Kid!Sloan

Everything is Okay

↳Jackie Groenen x Asa West

Love Found in Cafe

↳Ashlyn Harris x August Kane x Ali Krieger

[ghostykapi]

hero, you and the villain.

i lost the prompt that made me write this??? HELP???

when you got home, you expected to have another routine for you to follow and to tuck into your bed after a dreadful day of working with kids

you wish you could say that, but your house in in shambles

also the fact that there are two incredibly powerful beings fighting right now around your destroyed home doesn’t help too

you don't recognize them but you can tell that your house was a casualty, and usually the government prepares a fund for that, but with you being at the far edge of your territory it might take awhile for help to come through

you can feel the tears coming in from the amount of shock, stress and anxiety coming in from your current situation, but you're a trainer of supers and even some villains, well before they became evil (for reasons you never learn anyway)

the hero recognizes you first, after being sent down to the ground with a kick that probably felt like nothing to a super. you can feel her shock when her eyes under the mask meets yours even from the distance, your glare the only warning they get

"you're mine!" the villain shouts, ready to fly down and beat the hero up into presumably into a pulp. the hero doesn't even get to process of seeing you again before moving again to block the villain's attacks

the hero is on the same level of power with the villain, her quick agile reactions help her dodge and land a few hits on her opponent.

the sparing can only go for another 10 seconds before both hero and villain fall on the ground and you're in front of them. eyes blazing and hands glowing, the only indication of use of magic

gasping and panting, the hero doesn't look up in shame, knowing how much she's fucked up today. the villain is the only one who looks up to your eyes, and suddenly everything hits her

“oh” it’s the masked villain this time who realizes who you are, and you can’t even be sure if you also recognize this one “oh gods um”

it’s only awkward silence as the three of you assessed the true damage they have done to your place, or what was once your home.

“look” you’d rather wish you would sue them or something, but the thought of amount of time it would take for someone to rebuild a home you built yourself is simply something you don’t want to think about “just can you both fight somewhere else next time preferably not near any civilian houses?”

you can barely only hold back your emotions as you glanced at your own little garden at the back of the rubble, also trashed and your years of cultivating it down to the drain.

you can feel yourself physically deflate at this and that’s what truly sets two two off in a panic

“we are” the hero and villain kneels down in front of you, taking you by surprise, even if you just did pull them down from the sky to stop the fighting “very truly sorry that we destroyed your home”

it’s only when they took of the masks off did you realize why they acted so remorseful and embarrassed when they realized who the owner of the house was

it’s your exes

park jihyo and minatozaki sana

you can only stare at them as they kneel in front of you, masks off, only looking down at the ground. too ashamed to even look at you in the eye as you processed everything

“oh my fucking god” you blink, the realization sinking in as each bone of your body screamed to get away from them. your magic flickering defensively in reflex “what the fuck?”

“we uhm” jihyo tries to start but the humiliation and embarrassment is already eating her up “didn’t mean to hit your home at all–”

“so you meant to hit other homes?!” your voice snaps them both out, the venom slowly dripping out of your tone. god forbid they hit your neighbors, but some damage has already reached a bit of their land. nayeon is gonna be pissed when she sees a part of her garden destroyed

“no!” sana tries to defend the both of them, even if it's a bit fruitless "we- we didn't mean to hit your home-but we also don't mean to imply we want to hit other homes-"

you simply stop her from continuing with a raise of your hand, her mouth immediately closing and her face getting a shade red darker.

"first you dump me because you said you wanted to ensure my identity was never found and i was safe, sound and happy"

jihyo remembers it well, the hurt in your eyes as you begged for her to reconsider. she remembers the emptiness she caused in you, barely seeing you around town for months only to find out that you disappeared, even from your friends

"then you break up with me because you said you didn't want anyone to find me and use my magic for evilness"

sana looks away from your glare, remembering your cries when she left you, when it took months for her magic to untangle with yours. it took even longer to fully accept that you were the only one who kept her from turning this way

"and now you both fucking destroy my home?" you're shouting at this point, and you couldn't care anymore. you didn't even get closure for the actions they did to you, only distraction through intense training, even when your body wasn't built for it

you try to calm down from shouting, in your anger you managed to get the magic dancing around your skin turn red. upon seeing that, both jihyo and sana felt their pride of how powerful you had become, even surpassing their limits

but it was at the cost of their actions, knowing their hearts can never have the love you once placed for them

"we'll fix your house" jihyo says "and the area around it"

"we'll also fix the land of your neighbors and we'll-"

"no"

both look at you in shock, the firm tone in your voice leave no room for anything else that opposes it.

"pack up your things, report to who ever you report to, call the kingdom for all i care for the repairs"

you turn away from them, eyes looking at the distance, looking at a person who's running to you. the shouts of your name grounding you more than ever

"just leave before my heart breaks more"

you let loose of the magic on the two before you feel a body crash into you, hugging you tight in fear of losing you

"sweetheart" momo's heaving from running 20 houses down and you let her wipe your tears away "i ran as fast as i could"

you don't look at jihyo and sana anymore despite their stares, only letting momo fuss over you. her magic tangling into yours

the two can only watch, a sudden bitter taste in their mouth, in realization on who she is. who she is to you

but it doesn't hurt to ask wouldn't it?

jihyo takes the bite

"and you are?"

sana feels the bullet hit her heart

"hirai momo. hirai y/n's wife."

[multiphandomunnies]

Jihyo

goodbye

special

my bff

secret love

jihyo’s fort (*M*)

she’s dreaming

christmas special

carnation

help me

gf! jihyo

beach! jihyo

trust me

strawberry milk

perfect

all that mattered

i’m here for you

separation anxiety

memories of the past

down in the dumps

kissing jihyo

our pond is our little secret

kissing jihyo

soulmate au

quick

[divinesangel]

k-pop tarot masterlist (pt. 1)

— bts jungkook and his fs' energy jungkook's current energy what are bts' fs busy with right now? jungkook's envisioned vs. real future when will bts get married? how bts sees newjeans what will jungkook like about his fs physically? taehyung's ideal type jimin energy jungkook as a bf obstacles between jungkook and his fs taehyung's energy is jungkook the type to pop the question early in the relationship? will namjoon get his license? how does bts and blackpink see each other? is it likely for jungkook to get another dog? why was jungkook mixtape taking long? what makes jk decide to want to marry his fs would jungkook get a tattoo dedicated to his spouse? did yg or hybe plan the whole jennie and taehyung situation? what happened between jimin and jeongyeon? will lisa and taehyung work together in the future? what does lisa think of taehyung? jimin channeled message to his fs are rosé and jungkook friends? how did jungkook feel about the success of his debut song? jungkook's opinion on scooter braun? is jungkook dating someone? has jungkook thought of buying real estate in the US? does jungkook and his fs have anything in common? update on jennie and taehyung jennie and jungkook

— itzy i.n and yuna's connection the boyz' juyeon and ryujin yuna and felix will ryujin act in 2023? how does jyp view itzy, their music direction, and will he give them more age appropriate songs? itzy's health lia's current situation

— newjeans newjeans's current energy + guidance how do newjeans feel about min heejin and the scandal? how do blackpink and newjeans see each other? how newjeans and le sserafim see each other haerin as a friend minji and hanni dynamic newjeans feelings towards the hybe and ador situation

— twice twice's jeongyeon current energy what do twice members think of jihyo what happened between jimin and jeongyeon? sana's current and future energy jihyo solo debut nayeon and sana friendship twice's momo career jeongyeon career jihyo and daniel kang twice's health

— blackpink jennie's energy is jennie aware about her concert stages? jennie and rosé how do blackpink and new jeans see each other? will lisa have another solo album? rosé's energy what idols think of blackpink do the members see people shipping them with others? did lisa and rosé really fight? why? rosé as a girlfriend mtl to tell of haters in bp blackpink energy check up how does blackpink and bts see each other? did yg or hybe plan the whole jennie and taehyung situation? how does bp view teddy, bekuh boom and yg? jennie's energy will lisa and taehyung work together in the future? what does lisa think of taehyung? did the weeknd and jennie have a thing? are rosé and jungkook friends? is there any chance jennie will get back together with kai? jennie and lisa's friendship jisoo and ahn bohyun will blackpink stay as a group? what will jennie solo comeback be like? lisa and park bogum's relationship will rosé and jacob elordi meet again? friends? jennie and camila collab jungkook's and rosé connection update on jennie and taehyung jennie and g-dragon: were the rumors true? jennie and jungkook is jennie friends with the seventeen members? peso pluma's thoughts on blackpink update on lisa and frederic mingyu and lisa is rosé friends with the actor kim jae wook? are rosé and eunwoo dating? will bp do more activities besides online fanmeetings? reactions to lisa's rockstar jennie's upcoming solo release will a girl group ever surpass blackpink in the future?

[justalonelybitch]

Recommendation List!

~Aespa~

Call It What You Want by @perfectsunlight - Yoo Jimin

I'm Sorry by @goldennikko - Yoo Jimin

Best Friends by @perfectsunlight - Uchinaga Aeri

Sticky Note Love by @kimsohn - Kim Minjeong

Brave by @ddoxhan - Ning Yizhuo

~Dreamcatcher~

At Your Service by @let-them-read-fics - Kim Minji

Hoist the Colours High by @foolish-sparrow - Kim Bora

Take A Look by @flooffybits - Kim Yoohyeon & Lee Yubin

~Itzy~

Aftertastes by @seollenda - Hwang Yeji

Lost In Thoughts of You by @flooffybits - Choi Jisu

RUN2U by @panda-writes-kpop - Choi Jisu

Touch Ups by @seoltzuki - Shin Ryujin

~Le Sserafim~

Neglected by @k-comfyspace - Kim Chaewon & Kim Minju

Best Friends by @perfectsunlight - Huh Yunjin

YouTube Series by @jihyoruri - Huh Yunjin

~Loona~

In Your Face by @flooffybits - Jo Haseul

Breathless by @flooffybits - Ha Sooyoung

(Not Just) Friends by @flooffybits - Kim Jungeuen

Are You Done? by @seoltzuki - Kim Jungeun

That's Not The Case by @seoltzuki - Kim Jiwoo

This Suffocating Silence by @flooffybits - Park Chaewon

Bright Path by @k-comfyspace - Son Hyejoo

~Red Velvet~

First Kiss (Royalty AU Reaction) by @luxora - All Members

It's Not You I Want by @sodamvelvets - Bae Joohyun & Park Sooyoung

Dance For Me by @kpop-zone - Bae Joohyun

Trouble Maker by @luvlyrv - Kang Seulgi

Good Enough by @revelwrittenscenes - Park Sooyoung

Lights, Camera, Action by @kdyism - Kim Yerim

2.10am by @eunjidrabbles - Kim Yerim

~SNSD~

Past Tense And An Arms Length by @seollendaollenda - Kim Taeyeon

Apology by @girlgrouptrash101 - Jung Jessica

Figure My Heart Out by @gllitter-asian - Im Yoona

Ignore The Rumours by @multiphandomunnies - Im Yoona

Don't Keep Me In The Dark by @sarcasmmoo - Seo Joohyun

~Twice~

Wait For Me by @soulkeeper801 - Im Nayeon

Can you?? Ugh! by @seoltzuki - Im Nayeon

Mary Sue by @purecantarella - Hirai Momo

Something To Make Up For by @mashup-writing - Park Jihyo

What I Thought by @sarcasmmoo - Park Jihyo

Don't Call It Cliché by @seollenda - Park Jihyo

Maybe Less Blush? by @seoltzuki - Myoui Mina

~New Jeans~

Something There by @jigujellee - Kim Minji

Convinient For Who? by @rosiehrs - Kim Minji

Shades of Cool by @jiihu - Kim Minji

See Through by @jiihu - Pham Hanni

Please! (SMAU) by @mingkuri - Pham Hanni

~Nmixx~

Push & Pull by @the-roo-too - Lily Morrow

Say Something! (SMAU) by @the-roo-too - Oh Haewon

Real You by @the-roo-too - Seol Yoona

The One That Got Away by @silantryoo - Choi Yunjin

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I am definitely making another rec list in the future. There are so many groups and more amazing fics I wanted to include, but unfortunately it was too late before I realised Tumblr wouldn't let me add anymore links :(((((

[rxxltzu]

When Midnight Strikes

  ִֶָ࣪☾. Jihyo x Fem! Reader

☘︎ Genre: Fluff || Racer AU 

☘︎ Summary: Star Racer’s bet.

☘︎ W.C: 1.7k

☘︎ Warnings!: Mentions of illegal racing! Usage of cigarettes! Slightly suggestive! Usage of curse words!

☘︎ Credits: @saradika-graphics for the free dividers!

☘︎ A/n: I’m not really deep into the car community but I do admire how cool cars can be. So please don’t take it to heart if I write something wrong about this. Anywho, enjoy!

   Racing, that’s all you ever knew. Ever since you were a kid, your father introduced you to cars. Since then, you fell in love with the sound of loud engines, tires screeching as they drifted around. But it also had its cons, you dropped out of college which your parents didn’t mind as much. Although, you still got a handful of scoldings when you told them. You focused all your attention towards cars from then on, taking your Mazda RX-7 for a couple of night drives here and there.

   You did have a secret which you have kept. An illegal one. You were a street racer, every now and then, you’d go to secluded, if not, abandoned roads to compete against fellow racers. You fell in love with the adrenaline, the speed, the thrill. This is what you dreamed of, this is what you wanted. Of course, being a street racer also meant girls.. It pissed you off though, pretty girls just getting to be betted on. You could only ever roll your eyes at it, but also made a promise to yourself to win. Just for their sake, you win. You never do anything with them, simply looking at them before warning them. “You shouldn’t come back, at most, just try to avoid people with leather jackets.” You’d say before driving them off to some place far away, a busy street or a nearby mall. 

     All of that changed of course, you drove off to the location your friend, Jeongyeon, sent to you. You arrived at the location, everyone gawking at your car as you slowly went through the car, occasionally revving up to see their reactions. You see Jeongyeon with a sly smirk on her face as she leaned onto the hood of her Nissan Silvia s15. You chuckled before parking your car beside her, you opened your door before getting out and closing it, you walked over to Jeongyeon who still had that smirk painted on her face. 

“I’m surprised you’re not on house arrest yet.” She said, you scoffed before fist bumping her “Well, unlike you, I take my races on a safer level.” You said, she laughed before passing you an unlit cigar, you accepted it before lighting it up. You puffed out the smoke before sighing in content. “Now.. Why did you bring me here? You know this road is a civilized one and we’d be caught dead.” You say, she looks at you with a serious expression before motioning at the man who had his back turned, you looked at her confused before realizing who it is. Kang Daniel, he used to race with you back in your early days. In shorter words, he was the one who got you into racing. You sighed before looking at Jeongyeon “What about him?” You asked “He wanted a race with his former student.” Jeongyeon said softly, you scoffed. He pisses you off so much despite being one of the rookies he taught back then. You shook your head before puffing out your cigar “What’s the catch?” You asked, Jeongyeon then pointed to one of the girls that’s leaning on his car by the sidelines. Your eyes widened, she looked divine. The way the dress hugged her curves perfectly as she wore a black leather jacket, the way her hair flowed down to her shoulders gracefully. You wondered where on earth did Daniel grab such a pretty thin–

     “Earth to Y/n” Jeongyeon said as she snapped you out of your trance, you shook your head before throwing away the now blown out and used cigar before walking your way towards Daniel. Jeongyeon watched with an amused expression before following you “Heard you wanted to race.” You said as you stood a few meters away from Daniel, he turned around before smirking “Well, I didn’t expect you to show up, dear Y/n” He said as you rolled your eyes “Of course I’d show up, how could I not?” You said as you smirked, slowly drawing in a small crowd as they were curious to see who could be so daring to race against one of the star racers in the community. 

     “My soon to be ex” He said so casually as he moved away to reveal the same girl you were gawking at “You’re crazy to let go someone as precious as her.” You said in almost a stern voice, you were getting annoyed “Well? Do we have a deal?” He says, you looked at the girl. You saw how she was getting annoyed by the situation as well and looked like she wanted to get it over and down with. You looked back at Daniel before nodding “We got a deal then.” You say softly before making your way back to your car, Jeongyeon following from behind “Y/n..” She says softly as she watches you take off your leather jacket, an annoyed expression evident on your face “What.” You asked as you turned to look at Jeongyeon, she sighs before walking towards you and grabbing the jacket out of your hold “Just this once.. Let speed and adrenaline take over.” She says before walking towards her car, you stood there before smirking 

“She’s mine.”

You won, against the one who taught you, the one who got you into the community. You sat there as you panted, the adrenaline slowly leaving your body as everyone started to crowd you and your car, you chuckled as you got out of your car. You see Jeongyeon smirking at you before she ran to you and gave you a big hug “You finally took my advice, you bastard…” She said softly, you laughed softly as you hugged back “I’m not that nice, Yoo..” You say before pulling away from Jeongyeon as you see Daniel and the girl approaching the both of you “You did well, improved a lot. Especially your drifts.” He said before the girl approached you “Well, the winner takes her prize..” She said huskily, making your face turn slightly red. Daniel chuckled before leaving you. Jeongyeon left as well after she placed your jacket on your car, leaving you and the girl alone. 

    “What’s your name, pretty girl?” She said, you swear you thought you were dreaming, you gulped softly as you hoped your voice wouldn’t betray you “Y/n…” You said softly, she smirks softly before tracing your jawline with her index finger “That’s a pretty name.. Well, you did earn your prize..” She says as she cupped your cheek, your eyes swirled with anticipation as you let her caress your face “Why don’t we ditch this and go somewhere.. Only we know.” She suggested and you immediately nodded.

    You drove somewhere secluded as you kept your hand on her exposed thigh, she softly gazed at you as you maneuvered your car to park, she chuckled before looking at you with hooded eyes “Jihyo, that’s my name and I want you to say it.” She said in a low voice, you looked at her “Jihyo..” You say softly, you saw her smirk before leaving the car, you followed, she was leaning against the hood of your car as she basked in the night. You gazed at her before she glanced at you and beckoned for you to come closer. You obeyed her and went to her, she held your waist before cupping your chin to make you look up to her, she smirks at your flustered almost doe like expression on your face. 

    “You’re adorable, you know that?” She says, you nodded “How old is my winner, hm?” God, you felt your knees going weak “21..” You say as she started to caress your cheek, you nuzzled into her hand as she coos “Good.” Was all she said before she pulled you into a bruising kiss, you groaned at the contact before wrapping your arms around her neck as she was slightly taller than you, she smirks into the kiss before wrapping her arms around your waist. 

     “Congratulations on winning, pretty girl” She said as she pulled away slightly before attacking your neck, your breath hitched as your hands found their way to her hair, she left soft kisses before marking your neck. Marking you as hers “Wait–...” You gasped softly as she left her final mark on you before cooing at the sight “Anything wrong, baby?” She says as she caresses your cheek. You looked away “Why did you agree to be his bet? Most of the time I win to be able to warn pretty girls like you to avoid being with racers like me..” You asked, she smiles softly “Me and Daniel, it was starting to get toxic.. So I agreed, and besides.. I hit the jackpot with the winner, didn’t I?” She says, you chuckled “I guess you could say that..” You say softly, she smiles before kissing your cheek “It’s alright, besides, I’m glad I’m out of his hands.” She sighs as she pulls you closer for warmth, you smile as you bury your face into her neck “You’re such an adorable thing” She says as she pats your head “Jihyo..” You say softly, she looked down at you with a curious gleam in her eyes.

 You look up as you look and analyze her face, her hazel brown eyes that are not a miss to see, her curious expression as she waits for whatever you were going to say “I’ll treat you better than him..” You say, she was taken aback before smiling at you “Mmhm? And how are you going to do that?” She asks, you smile “I’m not that deep into the racing community like he is, I can be a call away, and if you’re in trouble.. I won’t hesitate to break the speed limit just to get to you.” You said, she smiles before kissing your forehead “I’ll hold onto that..” She says softly, you lazily gazed at her with a confused look “So does that mean?..” You asked, she looked at you with an amused expression “Yes, baby, I’ll give you a chance.” She said, you almost leapt out of her hold but resisted. That didn’t stop you from kissing her softly, she smiled into the kiss before pulling away and tucking a loose strand behind your ear “Satisfied?” She asks softly, you nodded enthusiastically before snuggling into her neck, wrapping your arms loosely around her.

Maybe racing and a few bets here and there isn’t so bad afterall.

[lustfultwicesnaps]

What do you think about smoking after sex? (all members if possible)

Genre: Smut, Question/Reaction

Pairing: Dom Twice and Female reader

Name: Im Nayeon

Scenario: “Well honestly I think it’s kinda funny and cute when a bottom smokes afterward especially if they’re giggly and silly too.” Said Nayeon

Name: Yoo Jeongyeon

Scenario: “I don’t really like my submissive smoking, I’ll be so worried about their health the whole time we’re together.” Said Jeongyeon

Name: Minatozaki Sana

Scenario: “We’re both adults if you’re gonna smoke you’re gonna do it, but you better come back and apologize to your king afterward for leaving.” Said Sana

Name: Hirai Momo

Scenario: “Smoke before, during, and after, a cigarette or blunt shit let’s have a few drinks together too.” She said laughing a bit, “I don’t care really I’ve seen people do both and it doesn’t really matter to me.” Said Momo

Name: Park Jihyo

Scenario: “They can do it if they want, but I don’t really like the smell of cigarettes and weed. I honestly want them to do it before and wash up right after.” Said Jihyo

Name: Myoui Mina

Scenario: “Ummm, I actually kinda like the smell of it, so smoking after we have sex wouldn’t bother me. One time while I having sex and the submissive was smoking during it, and I got a contact high from it and it was a pretty fun night.” Momo said smiling softly.

Name: Kim Dahyun

Scenario: “It can be quite peaceful setting actually, after sex siting together on a hotel back watching the sun rise while my sub smokes and we talk. A lot of time submissive are pretty quiet, and they can get pretty talkative afterwards.

Name: Son Chaeyoung

Scenario: “I remember when a bottom I was messing with was trying to hide they smoked, it was so funny hearing them tiptoe around.” Said Chaeyoung while chuckling, “I kinda find it adorable now, let's watch a movie together and cuddle together while you’re smoking I have an ashtray on my nightstand.”

Name: Chou Tzuyu

Scenario: “Oooo do you smoke sweetie? Come on tell me the truth about it I won’t tell anyone else I promise, would you wanna have a late-night slumber party it’ll be so fun together.”