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seulgiwifeee · 7 months ago

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What Shall I Do || Wendy

♡ Member: Gangster*Wendy x Nerd*Femreader

♡ Theme: Fluff, SOME angst (like the TEENIEST bit)

♡ Warning: Cussing, Wendy low key likes to be praised ? :0, she just wants to impress you :(, detailed make-out session (hehe), <<<a TAD bit suggestive during it, slow burn I guess? But it's worth it I promise ⸝⸝o̴̶̷᷄ o̴̶̷̥᷅⸝⸝

♡ Description: The troubling girl that Wendy is has found herself falling for the girl who couldn’t be anymore opposite of her. She decides she wants to act upon her feelings, but she doesn’t know how she’ll be able to successfully approach you until she walks past that tutoring flyer that’ll change everything.

Word count: 9.2k (I got carried away..LOL)

(Genuinely didn’t know what to make as the title so I just put the title of a song I thought would go good with reading,, #stream What Shall I do by Hoody and all of her other songs ɞ̴̶̷ ·̮ ɞ̴̶̷)

All idea credits go to the amazing @wendyslegalwife ‘s request ⸝⸝ɞ̴̶̷ ·̫ ‹⸝⸝ ♡ !!

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How could people so polarly opposite ever make things work out between them?

Wendy questioned that each time she'd catch herself staring at the beauty of Y/N, muttering stubborn curses at herself when she'd realize you were making her lose focus and blush in front of her clique for simply existing around her.

They would try to poke sly teases at Wendy, asking her whom she was giving 'lovey-dovey' eyes to, as they'd say, but the sharp turn of her threatening eye was enough to shut them up and make them uninterested quickly.

But anyway, the question still stands—what was so enticing about you?

Why did Wendy have to like you?

You, Y/N L/N, out of everyone in this school?

There was nothing special about you.

You were just a huge distraction and if anything Wendy shouldn't have even been acknowledging your existence.

You're a nobody!

She had better things to focus on and you're not even her type!..

..Or so that's what all her stubborn mind used to tell her.

Now, there's no denying the heady effect that your presence alone has on her each time you enter the classroom. Wendy's the first person to even notice your appearance, and without fail each time, her eyes stay glued onto your figure until her conscious snaps her out of it or if one of her friends nudges her to back to reality.

Was it the way you spoke with your honey-sweet voice any time you answered a question?

The alluring look you'd unknowingly eye your teacher with when you were focused on the information she would share during discussion?

Or how Wendy thought you looked so nerdy-cute from how your large glasses would sit propped down on your nose, practically sliding off, and how your tongue just slightly poked out from the side of your mouth each time you were fixated on completing an assignment?

Or maybe it was all? (It was)

Despite whatever reasoning it could've been, all that Wendy knew in conclusion was that she wanted— No, needed you. Badly.

But she's the most feared girl at the school, along with her little gang. Everyone, plus the teachers and staff members, is scared of or intimidated by Wendy. Yes, including you too.

How could Wendy get with someone who flinches every time she walks past them or nervously looks away when they dare to steal a glance at her for any longer than a split second?

It's not like she's some kind of bully or has ever done anything to you; she'll only become aggressive if someone purposely does or says something to her or her friends to piss her off, and that is when things can get scary, so other than that Wendy's nothing more than a harmless (-ish) troublemaker if no one tries to mess with her.

But unfortunately, the damage of her aggressive and intimidating past actions has left too much of a dent into the school's atmosphere for people not to be uneased by her, and all the fear that's been instilled in everyone's minds is practically irreversible for her to suddenly try acting all soft, thinking that could make people in any way forget the girl she's shown herself to be for last few years.

And aside from the rough image she has to put up with, she knows that you on the other hand probably wouldn't even try giving her a chance to date you.

Like come on, you, Y/N, the girl who makes straight A's, never skips class, avoids drama at any cost, actually cares about her studies, and is probably the sweetest person in this school just to end up with Wendy; this little delinquent she knows that you probably portray of her as who can flip the mood just by walking into a classroom with the wrong look on her face? Not a chance.

But that dismissive thought doesn't deter Wendy because no matter what, she will still do what she can to show you, to prove to you that there's more to her than just the edgy facade she shows on the outside.

It's just.. how will she be able to show it?

She already knows that she can't casually walk up to you because either you would take that as a threat and run away before you'd allow her to get a single word out, or she wouldn't last more than two words into the conversation before you'd run away from the bubbling fear and anticipation. So either way you're going to end up running away.

Okay.. so how will Wendy be able to approach you that doesn't end up with you running away?

Maybe she could find someone who could give her your number and then you two could try messaging?

Never mind, she knows that would just creep you out even more.

Okay, no message, now what?

With each new idea Wendy comes up with, she has to scratch it out because it's either bound to not work or there's just that one flaw that completely ruins it.

Soon, that brain fog kicks her in the ass hard and she can't figure up any new ideas. It doesn't break her determination, of course, she's too prideful for that, but she's definitely losing her patience.

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Wendy walks down the hallways with her usual mean mug, clearing the path of nervous and startled people just by walking near them.

She steps past the bulletin board filled with posters of the school's weekly news, not minding any business to them until she suddenly pauses and makes a rewind back to a little certain flyer that catches her attention from the corner of her eye.

"After school tutoring with a buddy!" is printed in bold blue letters on the poster.

Wendy takes time to read more into it, finding out that the school's top students have joined together to host this little tutoring program to bring students with struggling grades to stay after school so they can get help on understanding their course better and getting their grades up. The person signing up can also choose who they want as their tutor and, surprise surprise, you just so happened to be one of the top students involved with this.

This is perfect. If you end up tutoring Wendy then she can finally have an excuse to approach and start some form of conversation with you, and you wouldn't even have any choice but to talk with her!

But the only downside to this is that you're tutoring for the math section. Wendy can't stand math for the hell of it, that's by far her weakest subject and just one look at her grades can be backed up as evidence to prove it. Also, the spots are very limited since it's only around fifteen students who'll even be tutoring, and there's also another student who's tutoring for math, so it's not even guaranteed to Wendy that she'll end up with you as her tutor if someone doesn't get to you first or if she'll even manage to turn her papers in time before all the tutoring spots, in general, are taken.

And again, she just doesn't want to deal with anything math-related.

But.. whatever it takes for her to talk to you.. she'll just have to push herself through it and risk these chances.

Once she gets the papers, she fills them out and turns them in as quickly as she can, determined to seal her spot with you, and impatiently lives the day on and she waits for the upcoming Friday to find out whether or not she makes it in.

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The exact moment as Wendy arrives home from school that Friday afternoon, looking down to check her phone as the time changes from 4:59 pm to 5:00 pm on the spot, she grins widely once that confirmation email pops up in her notification bar, letting her know that she's eligible for the tutoring and that you've been assigned to be her tutor.

Well.. Of course, Wendy got accepted so easily, it would've been incredibly stupid on the school's part for her not to be; the second the administrators received her filled-out papers she was the first student they even signed up for the program. And really.. if the school could've, they would've tried to sign her up for more tutoring other than just math.

Wendy's small moment of happiness, though, is lifted momentarily once the sheer realization dawns on her, the remembrance of certain things said in the tutoring flyer and the things she'd have to face that she didn't take into account earlier all floods back into memory.

She's in tutoring. Tutoring.. meaning she's going to have to be associated with a bunch of other dumbos and idiots.

Also, tutoring sessions are supposed to be happening after school in the cafeteria.

Everyone.

All at the same time.

It doesn't matter to her that the tutoring is one-on-one or if everyone's going to be spread out in their own "private" section of the cafeteria, she can't be seen in front of all these people receiving help. She knows she doesn't actually plan on taking the tutoring seriously since it's just a tactic to get closer to you, but no one's going to catch on to that from the bare eye! They're just going to see Wendy as a weakling!

She can't let that happen.

She hurriedly types out an email to Mrs. White—the vice principal and head person in charge of this program—asking if there are options to tutor somewhere else, and not too long after, she responds back suggesting that you two could tutor separately from everyone else in one of the empty classrooms, but that solution is not good enough for Wendy.

She needs the two of you to be alone, somewhere more private than that.

Matter of fact, she doesn't even want to be on school grounds when you two are having your sessions.

Wendy writes again, asking in desperation if it's possible she and you could work off campus, but all Wendy's told is that the first session has to be done on school grounds, just so everyone can be monitored and can be seen if there needs to be any switching around and other nonsense Wendy didn't care to finish reading about.

Although.. Mrs. White at the end did say that after the second or third session, she'd see what she could do for you two regarding this, but Wendy knows that "I'll see what I can do" bullshit 99% of the time usually means there's nothing that can be done.

Well, that's great.

Wendy's nowhere near satisfied with this, but again, if she wants to get closer to you, then she'll just have to deal with this nonsense.. she supposes..

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Sooner than Wendy can even realize, the day finally comes.

She never realized how much she'd really been anticipating this day until the final dismissal bell of the day rang, her heart dropping as everything suddenly hit for her to process; she can't tell whether she's more excited or nervous.

As she exits the classroom, her little gang is confused once they see her creeping the opposite way of the exit and all begin to question her.

She makes up a quick lie along the lines of needing to go to the bathroom and that all of them could just go ahead and leave since she'll catch up with them later. And like the airheads they are, they somehow believe her, not even giving her any further questions before they go on and leave campus.

Wendy lets out a sigh of relief and once they're far out of her peripheral, Wendy quickly speeds down the hallways, not caring one bit if she bumps into anyone, and hides around a secluded corner in the science building. She makes sure to keep herself hidden from any lurking eyes, continuously checking the time on her phone to see if it's anywhere close to the time yet for the tutoring.

"Hurry up.." she mutters impatiently looking down at the time and tapping her finger on the wall behind her as she keeps an alert eye out to make sure no one's walking near her.

The slow minutes tick by and it only serves to heighten Wendy's anticipation, but after what feels like forever she looks back at the time and sees that it's just five minutes past the time tutoring was officially supposed to begin.

She finally curves out from the corner, quickly peeking her head out to make sure the coast is clear before she marks her way toward the cafeteria doors. She takes in a deep breath, clenching her fists to her sides before she brings herself to open the doors.

As Wendy steps inside, she looks around at all the people inside getting situated with each other. Lingering near the entrance, some people sitting around spot her there and a quick change of emotion from their once cheery, talkative expressions is noticed—Fear.

Of course..

Wendy rolls her eyes at them, unbothered, and walks towards an area where there's a group of people sitting, assuming that's where she should be sitting too.

She sits at the end of the table and immediately buries her head into her phone, not wanting to draw any attention to herself, which honestly she knows is pretty useless since her classmates can very well still see her and are very well terrified and confused about why she's here.

Wendy feels an abrupt shift in the table as she watches her phone and looks in the corner of her eye to notice everyone scooted further away from her. She scoffs, putting her attention back to her phone and muttering under her breath, "Losers."

Everyone around Wendy joins with their tutoring partners as she restlessly continues to wait for you. She can feel cold sweats trickling down her forehead as her hands begin to shake. Wow, you were the one making Wendy nervous. Only could you ever do that to her.

She continues to distract herself scrolling through her social media until she notices a pair of feet approaching her and hears a small voice speak out. "Uh.. Wendy?"

Wendy looks up, her heart skipping a beat as she meets eyes with no one other than you. But her demeanor clearly doesn't show her nervousness, seeing as you cling tighter to your notebook in a tense stance.

Wendy quickly softens her features once she notices your uneasiness and tries her best to play a sort of soft, inviting smile instead. "Y/N?"

You nod your head hesitantly, not fully trusting the sincerity in Wendy's smile, and look down at your notebook.

"So.. looks like I'm tutoring you," you mumble with a blatant tone of awkwardness, placing a piece of hair behind your ear as Wendy nods along.

"Which table would you like to work at?" you ask, trying your best to mask the edging fear layered behind your voice with a fake smile.

Wendy's eyes spark up and she suddenly stands up from the table, causing you to flinch and instinctively take a step back.

"Actually, I was told that we were allowed to study alone in one of the unused classrooms."

Your pupils dilate instantly just at the mere thought of being trapped alone with Wendy. It was already bad enough that you were chosen by her to be her tutor buddy, but now she wants you two to be isolated from everyone just to where she could do god knows what, whether it's something to you or someone else? This is like asking for death.

"Uhh.. are you sure you wouldn't just like to study over there somewhere?" You gesture your finger towards a different direction in the cafeteria in hopes of changing her mind, but her plan stays firm as she shakes her head.

"And be stuck seen in here with these losers? It's already degrading enough for me just having to sit at this table, you're real funny if you think I'm staying over here any longer." Wendy walks past you without warning, heading towards the exit.

"B-But.." you call out weakly as she walks further away. You mutter a curse under your breath, holding in a deep breath before you push your legs to reluctantly follow after the troubling girl.

You guys walk down the empty hallways in silence, an awkward tension very noticeably stirring up between you two as you try your best to avoid eye contact, maintaining a fair distance while Wendy struggles to think of how she can spark up a flowing conversation.

After a few turns searching around the hallways, you two find a vacant classroom. You open the door with your key, but Wendy still somehow manages to get a hold of the door before you, holding it open as her hand gestures for you to go inside. You quirk a brow but nod your head in a simple gratitude as you step inside. The further you walk inside, the more you start to regret signing up to do this tutoring program.

You really don't want to be alone with Wendy. You don't understand— Well, you do understand why you're so unsettled around Wendy because of obvious reasons, but it's not like Wendy's ever done anything to you specifically. She's never hit you, threatened you, or given you a dirty look.. Shit, you're not sure if you've even spoken to her other than today.

And if you're being honest with yourself, you know you're only scared of her because of all the rumors that's been passed around. Because truth be told, you've never really seen her in action before with your own eyes.

So why is your body giving you symptoms that make you seem like you're so terrified of her?

Why is your heart beating in erratic patterns even while she's not doing anything to you?

Maybe you don't trust her?

Yeah, that's it. You just don't trust her.

You sit at one of the tiny desks and Wendy pulls a chair out from another desk, setting it across from you. As she pulls out her phone you look back down at your clipboard. "Alright, so you need help with algebra 2 I see.." you mutter and Wendy hums unenthusiastically.

"Do you have any homework assignments that we can look over?" you ask, but she shakes her head muttering a quick "nope."

"Well, do you have any note—"

"Nope," Wendy says bluntly, interrupting you before you can barely finish your sentence.

"Do you have anything algebra-related in your binder?"

Wendy shuns you with another sharp “no.”

You sigh with disappointment, though you're not surprised, mumbling an awkward "okay" and flip through your work folder. "Well, that's okay because I have some worksheets in here that we can work on together, so—"

"—Hey," Wendy cuts in again, a little more aggressively than she had intended. Your ears perk up from the sudden, harsh interruption as your heart begins to gradually pick up its pace again as you hold your breath. "Yes?"

"You know, this is our first day of sessions. Don't you think we should get to at least know each other better so that we can get more comfortable working with each other?"

Oh, you're pretty sure you know Wendy well enough.

"Um.. I guess?" you mumble with uncertainty.

Wendy smirks and leans back into the chair, grunting as she stretches out her arms. Your eyes narrow down for a split second, noticing the shiny belly piercing adorned on her toned stomach as her dress shirt slightly lifts. Cute.

"So.. I already know we have each other's names established by now—me, Wendy, you, Y/N," Wendy says and you nod.

"So then, Y/N, tell me some things about yourself so that I can get to know you better."

"Just anything?" you ask and Wendy nods.

What is this, an interrogation? Why would Wendy care anything about you? Was this all just a distraction so that you two couldn't start on any work? (Yes, it definitely is)

"Um.. Uh.." you don't know what to start with or say first because, well, what are you supposed to say when you're put in such a sudden and awkward position?

"Come on. Just tell me the basics, like what's your favorite color?" Wendy says trying to help by giving you some ideas.

"Umm, my favorite color is blue."

Wendy nods, biting her lip. "Me too.. What's your favorite candy?"

"I like any sour candy," you state simply.

Wendy hums with the subtle nod of her head again. You continue for the remaining minute answering Wendy's questions about yourself, but you suddenly begin to stumble on your words, avoiding eye contact each time you speak as her piercing gaze bores into you in a somewhat intimidating way.

"Yeah, I have a younger sister and she.. she.." Wendy's resting bitch face is in full play and it does nothing but intimidate you. Her dull eyes pierce into the depths of yours, an impassive look's glued to her face as the corner of her lips is hung downturned.

Wendy's clueless about your fear because this is only her focused face, she's taking the time to study each and every one of your intricate features. She can't control the way her features curve, she doesn't even notice her facial language looks threatening in any way right now, but once she sees how uncomfortable you've suddenly gotten she quickly realizes and softens her expression again.

You still don't say much, avoiding eye-to-eye and staring down in your lap.

Wendy frowns and taps her acrylic in front of you to grab your attention. You look up, breath slightly shaky as you lock eyes with her once again.

"Hey, I know this is kinda awkward having to work with me n' stuff, and I know you're probably scared of me, I can't really blame you, I guess, but I swear I won't do anything to you.

Besides, it's not like you've ever done anything to piss me off, so there's nothing to even worry abbot. I promise I won't bite." There's a hint of humor to her words.

You look into her softened eyes and for once, you seek a little comfort. You notice your muscles have tensed down and you sense a small truth to her words. Still hesitant, you mutter an "okay" before you and Wendy continue this little get-to-know-each-other thing, you gradually loosening up and getting more comfortable the more you talk with her.

You and Wendy end up not getting any worksheets done or even starting on anything.

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You sit alone in the classroom, your patience gradually wearing thin as you wait for Wendy to arrive for your next meet-up.

It's nearly been seven minutes past the time the session was originally supposed to begin and Wendy still hasn't shown up or answered any of your questioning text messages regarding where she was.

You lean back in the chair, your feet propped up on the desk as you scroll through your phone to pass the time quickly. After another three minutes or so, Wendy finally arrives with a plastic bag in hand.

She sits in the seat already propped out for her and places her belongings down. "Hey!"

"Hi," you mumble. "You're twelve minutes late."

"My bad, my bad. Just had to go to the store real quick." She lifts the plastic bag, pulling out two water bottles and two bags of candy.

She slides one of the bags and a bottle over to you. "Here."

You never asked her to bring you anything.

You look down and see a bag full of blue raspberry gummy bears all coated in that sour sugar.

Coincidence?

Wendy brought you a bag of blue, sour candies right after you told her the other day that your favorite color was blue and your favorite types of candy were sour?

Maybe you're thinking too much into it since Wendy also bought herself the exact kind of gummies, but your intuition was right because Wendy was, in fact, doing this on purpose. You didn't know it, but this was her subtle way of showing her affection towards you.

You soon noticed a pattern as your sessions continued; Wendy would distract you with questions about yourself, never letting the two of you do any real work, and then the next session she would gift you small things that were or resembled your likings you would've mentioned the day before.

She would be slick about it too because she would never bring attention to the gifts, she would just hand them to you, never bring it up afterward and then continue her distraction question any time you would even think about saying the word algebra.

You can admit, you do appreciate the small gestures from Wendy, but you did not sign up for the two of you to just sit around hanging out and doing nothing productive.

You only volunteered to tutor, not to waste an hour out of your day making conversation with someone who's not even your friend. You might not be scared of her anymore now but you're just barely starting to settle your comfort around her.

You two have already had four sessions now and haven't gone far with anything. The most "work" Wendy's probably done so far is glance at a worksheet..

But you have to hurry up and get some sort of progress in because if the principal finds out you two have just been dilly-dallying the entire time then they won't hesitate to remove you from the program.

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Wendy makes her appearance very known as she busts into the classroom with a mischievous smile, late as usual, and plops down into her seat haphazardly. "Hey, so what's your—"

"We're doing work today."

The charm in Wendy's eyes darkens and her smile fades almost instantly from your sudden interruption. "What?.."

You slam your folder in the middle of the desk and slap a blank worksheet on top of it. "I said, we're doing work today."

Wendy narrows her eyes at you, quirking a brow. "Okay well, it's Friday. So that means today's technically a free day so really we can just start working on assignments next week—"

"—No, Wendy!" you state firmly, making sure to amplify the harshness in the tone of your voice. Your eyes widen slightly as you surprise even yourself with your use of assertion, it's a foreign concept to your usual sweet nature, but you narrow them down back seriously. "If you continue to goof off instead of completing any of your assignments then I'm going to have no choice but to cancel our sessions and find another person to tutor for."

Wendy's taken aback slightly by your change in tone, her impassive expression slightly making you uneasy since you can't tell what she's thinking or how she'll take this, but she doesn't try to fight your words and just ends up sighing, resting her cheek into her palm as she looks off with disinterest. "K.."

Concealing your feelings with a smile, you nod as a wave of relief washes over you, inhaling a jagged deep breath after you had unknowingly held in your breath again and pointing to the first problem on the sheet.

"This is a pretty simple problem to start with. Do you think you can try this out for me?" you ask with a forced tone of enthusiasm just for Wendy to shrug nonchalantly. "I guess."

You hand Wendy one of your pencils and slide the sheet closer to her. "Remember, I'm here for a reason, so whatever step you may get stuck on just ask about it."

Wendy gives you a single nod without looking up at you and stares down at the worksheet, all the numbers and wacky symbols already giving her a headache. Math.. God, the one thing she was trying to avoid doing.

After a minute of Wendy just staring at the paper, not even attempting to jot anything down, you tilt your head. "Do you need any assistance?"

Wendy groans. "No.. No. I'm fine! Just.." She grits her teeth, airing in aggressive breaths as her grip on your pencil intensifies until she punctures the sharp tip of the pencil into the paper, the lead slightly crumbling underneath the force as a tiny hole is formed. Oh no, she's getting stressed.

"Wendy seriously, I—"

"—I got it. Okay?!" she snaps, smoke practically blazing out from her ears. You flinch back from the aggressive tone, just nodding and deciding to stay silent, not wanting to irritate her any more than she already is.

You watch closely as Wendy sketches random lines and numbers, erasing them all and rewriting different ones just to erase those ones as well. Her mind cascades into a whirlwind of panic as the pressure starts to weigh down further on her, beginning to hurriedly jot down random stuff in the hope it will form some sort of sense and refresh her memory.

Wendy doesn't know a single thing she's doing. She never pays attention in her classes, especially not math, so this girl can't even grasp an idea of how to start these stupid equations.

And now she's in front of you, looking like a dumbass as she struggles with a problem that's supposedly supposed to be one of the easiest.

Wendy knows most people look down upon or think lowly of her when it comes to her smartness and knowledge in the core subjects, and of course, she's been one to never give a fuck about their opinions because she can just fight anyone who dares to speak about it, but it's different now that she's stuck in front of you struggling on basic problems, feeling your piercing eyes never leave her.. It makes her feel smaller. Dumber.

Heat radiates off Wendy as her cheeks flush a bitter, crimson red, and her face contorts into a grimace as her mind turns foggy. She's absolutely reached her limit now. She throws your pencil across the room, you ducking sideways just in time, and she buries her face into her palms, groaning in almost a screech and roughly pulling down on the sensitive skin of her face.

"Wendy? What's wrong? What are you struggling with?" you quickly glance down at her paper, seeing all the eraser markings and random numbers.

"Fuc— Everything! I don't fucking know any of this x and y shit!" Wendy blurts out, panically running her fingers through her hair as her face hues a darker red from stress and embarrassment, maybe even shame. "I—I—"

"—Wendy, calm down. Look at me."

She hesitantly lifts her head until you two lock eyes. You bore your vision far into the depths of her dark eyes, frustration clearly displayed outside, but there's also a newfound look of vulnerability you notice as you search deeper—something you've never seen Wendy express.

"I feel so stupid, Y/N.. I-I just don't know what to do," Wendy admits sheepishly, her eyes wavering as she looks down with a burning shame.

"Wendy.. it's okay to not know everything. That's the reason why you were put in tutoring in the first place—so I can help you. (Well..)

There's no need to push yourself down." You reach out to lightly place your hand on her arm but quickly pull back once she stares at you again with her sharp gaze.

Man, now you're talking to Wendy like this? Never has she felt so little, showing this side of her vulnerability to someone, especially to you. But in a way, despite how bashful she may feel right now, there's still a comfort she feels in admitting her weakness to you.

"Come on, look at me," you encourage. She looks back at you and sighs.

"I'll promise to go easy on you and make sure you understand this well enough, you just have to stop avoiding it."

Wendy tenses down and nods. "Okay.."

You smile and pull out your folder again. You pull out a note packet and place it in front of her. "Okay, let's start with refreshing our memory with the basics."

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To both of your surprise, there was a upgrade in progress from Wendy after the next few tutoring sessions.

No, it wasn't and still isn't an easy flow teaching Wendy when you're basically starting from the bottom, but at least you could tell she was actually trying, putting in some kind of effort. Although she still managed to sneak in some distraction questions to steal some minutes of your time; there was just no way Wendy was going to make it through an entire hour doing nothing but work, especially in her most hated subject. Even if it's with you.

She also continued to give you small gifts of the things you liked at the beginning of your sessions and you would still humbly accept them.

"Is this right?.." Wendy asks as she nervously slides the worksheet toward you.

She bites her tongue in anticipation as she watches you inspect her work. You look back over to her with a soft smile and nod. "Mhm, you did this perfectly!"

Wendy's eyes immediately light up, biting her lip as she tries to suppress a smile.

You've also been very observant of Wendy recently. Very.

Her actions, and the way she reacts to certain things.. One thing specifically you've noticed was the way her eyes perk up anytime you're pleased with an equation she solves correctly. She genuinely gets so giddy and smiley, it's almost like she's happy to make to proud.

Or the look of contentment on her face whenever you'd flash her an assuring smile, letting her know that it was okay for her to make mistakes whenever she'd start to become hard on herself.

You've also noticed other things.. Like her piercing obsession.

Both of her ears are pricked with piercings from the bottom to the very top; it almost seems like there's a new one placed in every other session! She has a belly piercing that you've already noticed during earlier meet-ups, a nose piercing, a lip piercing, a tongue piercing?!

And sometimes when she.. free balls it, you catch yourself looking down at her chest and noticing piercings in a little certain area you're too ashamed to admit you enjoy staring at. But hey, you only stare back when they look at you first!

As more time went by, you started to realize that even on days when you two weren't having your sessions, all the images of Wendy's piercings stayed engraved in your mind.

You weren't shy to admit, they were sexy and you did believe they made Wendy more of an attractive person.

But maybe that wasn't the only thing that you felt made her attractive..

Maybe it was the flow of her husky voice every time she spoke, the plumpness of her dark red lips moving keeping you transfixed.

Or maybe it was all the silver rings adorned on her slim fingers clacking against one another.

Or the comforting vanilla musk that trailed her every which way she went, although you did think it didn't really match her vibe.. But maybe that was what you thought made you find it more attractive.

Maybe it was the curve of her slender nose or the contour of her defined cheekbones. Her perfectly smokey makeup or the thick bangs that just barely covered the edge of her eyes as she carefully gazed at you with that look she'd shoot you with each time she was focused on listening to you talk.. the way she'd slowly lick her lips and ever so lightly bite the bottom of her lip.. every 'mhm' she hummed and the gentle nod of comprehension that'd come right after when you would ask her if she understood what you said..

Maybe.

Maybe.. you not only thought these qualities made her an attractive person.. but that these were the specific things that made you attracted to her.

Maybe the flutter in your heart every time you would catch yourself around her all this time wasn't actually out of fear or of not trusting her, but because deep down you were falling for her and that you subconscious was just trying to dismiss those feelings..

And just maybe.. you need to stop thinking 'maybe' to all of these things when you know it's all true.

You can't even try to deny it.

There's no 'maybe' anymore.

You are crushing hard on Wendy.

And normally you would shame yourself for having these feelings, falling for someone like Wendy out of everyone, but there's something about this side of her she's been showing you for the past few weeks and her charms that doesn't make you feel any regrets for feeling this way and only drags you deeper into her love trance

You and Wendy are basically flirting with each other in your sessions now.

She tells you jokes to make you blush, you stare at her in ways that you know will get a bright flush out of her, you two give footsies under the desk, you two bring each other snacks, sharing them, you two just blush at each other when you're not even doing anything!

There really is no hiding it, at this point.

Anyone with vision can clearly see you two want each other.

And you weren't stupid, though maybe a little obvious at first, because as more sessions went on you quickly caught on and realized that all of Wendy's gestures since the very beginning were all planned out and were done with the intent to win you over. And it was working.

Wendy on the other hand still wasn't sure whether or not you were feeling her.

Obviously, she could see the difference in your comfort level with her from the beginning of your sessions to the present, but what if you were only seeing her as friend material at most?.. which of course isn't true because you know you like Wendy, but as long as you don't confess it to her then she won't ever be sure.

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"Okay, solve this last problem for me, and then we'll be done for today," you tell Wendy as you point to one of the unanswered problems sitting on the worksheet.

Wendy nods, beginning to write away, and after no more than two minutes she hands you back the sheet. "Is this right?"

You scan her work and with a simple smile you lift your gaze back to her, humming a gleeful "Yup!"

Wendy blushes and applauds mini claps as she grins widely. "Finally. We're done!" she celebrates, springing up from the seat and picking up her bag.

You follow along with her, gathering all your belongings and putting them up before you throw your bag over your shoulder and follow Wendy out of the classroom, promptly locking the door afterward.

"So, where are you headed to once you leave?" Wendy asks as the two of you strut down the empty halls side by side, barely an inch of distance between you two.

You roll your eyes slightly with a chuckle. "Why do you ask me this every day when you know what my answer's going to be; home."

"Oh yeah.." Wendy mumbles as you roll your eyes again playfully. "So, what are you gonna do when you get home?"

"Study," you tell her simply and she fake gags, muttering "nerd" which results in you playfully shoving her side as you two fall into a mirth of laughter.

As you two exit the building, you feel a sudden buzz come from your phone. You look down and immediately frown, seeing as your mom just now had given you a heads up that she wasn't available to pick you up from school today.

Wendy hears your groan and turns to you. "What?"

"My mom can't pick me up, now I have to order an Uber.." you mutter, crossing your arms.

"Orr.. you could just let me take you home," Wendy blurts in a suggestion, holding her hands up as she holds a shrugging stance. "Just saying."

You shoot her an unsure look, not because of the idea of her wanting to take you home, but because that would mean you would have to ride on her motorcycle. And for someone who's never stepped foot near a motorcycle having someone like Wendy be the first person to drive them on one is kind of a terrifying thought.

"I don't know.."

"Oh come on, it won't be that bad," Wendy assures rolling her eyes.

You narrow your eyes at her. "Sure.."

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You cling around Wendy for dear life as you scream the entire fifteen minutes on the ride to your house.

Wendy giggles and continuously jokes with you throughout the way, teasing you with scares by randomly swerving or stopping in the middle of the road to tick you off.

As soon as she pulls up to your house you let out a huge sigh of relief. With how she was driving, you thought you weren't going to make it out alive.

As she parks, you continue to keep your head leaned on her shoulder, your arms still wrapped around her waist, squeezing tightly onto her abs.

Starting to blush from your action, Wendy jerks her head, clearing her throat to catch your attention, and you quickly widen your eyes in realization, letting go of her now feeling embarrassed once you see how you remained around her.

You unbuckle and pull off your helmet, handing it back to Wendy and she lazily hangs it on the steering handle. She rotates her body to the side and turns only her head to you as she watches you pull off your backpack and reach inside for your glasses.

You place your glasses on, slipping back on your backpack before looking over to Wendy, immediately locking into her gaze. "I guess I'll go now.." you announce unenthusiastically, prepping yourself to sit up from the motorcycle, but yet you don't find yourself moving.

"Alright.." Wendy says lowly, continuing to stare at you as she waits for you to make your move, but you don't budge. Not even an inch.

You continue to sit, motionless, held in a standstill gazing at Wendy as she shoots you an equal gaze.

She bites the corner of her lips hungrily, you unknowingly wetting yours slightly. The buzzing tension between you two grows as you subtly inch closer to each other; the unknown force between you is practically impossible to resist and the way Wendy's staring at you is so much more different than usual.. The burning intent behind her eyes is unspoken, yet you can understand it so well. And Wendy can see all the desires floating in the pearls of your unwavering eyes, letting her know that you're feeling the same thing she is.

The both of you can already sense what's coming next.

The thumping in your heart beats quicker as you inch closer to the point where both of your legs are pressed against each other. You two continue and continue to hold your hungry gazes until you finally crash your lips together in a heated kiss full of need and longing.

Your hand explores the back of her head, her hand cupping your cheek tightly as the kiss gradually deepens. Her tongue slips past your teeth in search of yours, dancing all around in your mouth and you softly moan at the action.

You two are kissing like you've done this thousands of times with each other.

After a few seconds you two finally pull back breathlessly, your chests heaving up and down and faces red.

"Oh.. wow.." Wendy mumbles, biting her lip as she eyes your numb lips that are now stained with her cherry lipstick.

You feel your cheeks burning, not even knowing what to say, and dart your eyes between Wendy and your house. You stare at her, wrapping your arms around her waist as you pull yourself in impossibly closer against her.

"I want to do that again."

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"Anddd done. Is this good?" Wendy asks, looking down at you with a simpering smile and holding out the sheet with her completed equation.

You take a few seconds to inspect it before placing it on the desk and warmly smiling up at her, silently already letting her know what your answer is. "Yup, you got this correct too!"

Wendy grins, holding her arms tighter around your neck and adjusting herself more comfortably as she sits in your lap. "Woo! You know, that was the fifth one in a row I've gotten correct. Don't I get my reward now?" Her palm rests under your chin, the tips of her fingers gently tilting your head back so your eyes only meet with her gaze.

You hum with a nod and lean in, softly pressing your lips against Wendy's. Your hands continue to hold tightly onto her waist, your nails gently digging into her back while Wendy keeps your head firmly propped up in her hold.

What's supposed to be a quick, innocent kiss quickly escalates into something a little more. You part your lips slightly, allowing her greater access to mingle her warm tongue inside with yours. Her breathy moans against your lips buzz throughout your body and you can taste the metal of her piercing as her needy tongue swirls all around your mouth.

Wendy squeezes her thighs around you tighter, clutching onto your hair in her strong grip and you moan slightly, lifting your eyelids as she gently bites down on your bottom lip. "You've been doing such a good job today." The gentle praise vibrates against her lips, sending needy chills up her spine and eliciting a sheepish giggle to bubble out as her cheeks flush a rosy pink. You smile smugly at the way you can make her shy so easily and lick her bottom lip into another messy kiss.

Yeah, uhh.. so you two do that now.

Ever since that afternoon of you guys' first kiss, a new relationship has been blooming between the two of you.

You're not officially dating, but you know you two have made it way past the friend stage now, and by this point, you two do know you like each other.. so why aren't you together?

That's a very good question that neither of you can answer.

Aside from trying to figure out this complicated relationship, you two are incredibly flirty and touchy with each other now, clearly.

Of course, though, only during the tutor sessions; you two act like no more than strangers during the school day, but sometimes during the one class you two share, Wendy will discreetly slide you little trinkets or candies as she walks past your desk.

Also, to bring context about that abrupt make-out session.. a method that you two have thought up to help encourage Wendy, even more, to complete her assignments and get them done correctly is treating her with a kiss for each equation she solves correctly on the first try. And this strategy has worked like a charm.

Like, of course, Wendy will do everything to try her very hardest so that she'll be able to share a kiss with you and hear the sweet praises you love to sneak in between that you know drives her crazy. How could she pass that up?!

You two continue to messily moan into each other's mouths, your hands eagerly exploring all around each other's bodies and the kiss becoming sloppier and losing more meaning as you two melt further into each other.

Right as Wendy's hand slides down to your lower abdomen, daring to try taking this heated make-out session into the direction of something further, she's interrupted as two firm knocks are heard from outside the door.

Now, who would be trying to come in here at this time?

Wendy groans, lazily pressing a series of kisses against your lips until she finally pulls back. She looks down at you in a daze, a smile quickly lifting the corners of her lips as she notices her lipstick smudged all over and around your lips. She places her thumb over your soft cheek, swiping away some of the lipstick before she pushes herself off of you and heads towards the door.

Wendy opens the door, her expression flipping like a light switch as a mean mug already plays on her sharp features, but she softens up just slightly once she sees it's only Mrs. White outside. "Hello, girls!"

As Wendy says her greeting, the older woman notices both of your faces, seeing that deep red stained messily all around your mouths.

She furrows her eyebrows in question but quickly shakes it off knowing she'd rather mind her business and not know what you two had been doing prior.

"What brings you here?" you ask as you discreetly try to wipe your mouth, Wendy's lipstick staining brightly onto the back of your hand.

"I'm just here to check up on everyone's progress, to see how well we've all been doing." She walks towards the desk you're sitting at, tapping her pen against her clipboard and clicking her tongue as she turns to look at Wendy. "And I especially need to check up on this one."

Wendy rolls her eyes while you cover your mouth in a silent chuckle.

"Yeah yeah, whatever." Wendy lazily flops down back in her seat as Mrs. White leans against the teacher's desk.

"Wait, so what are we supposed to show you?" Wendy asks, folding her arms under her chest.

"Just try your best to solve some problems on your own. And you," Mrs. White looks over in your direction, "ask her some questions about what you two have been working on so far to see how well she can answer them."

You nod in response and grab your folder, pulling out a sheet of notes. You and Wendy shoot each other one last preparing look, letting out a sigh before you two begin.

Mrs. White is astonished once she sees Wendy actually answering your questions correctly and solving these equations all by herself without even asking or looking over to you for any assistance. Yes, she might've gotten some wrong, but looking at the fact a majority of the problems she solved were correct was just enough for Mrs. White to put a smile on her face.

"Wow, Wendy. I can't believe you've improved so much! I'm seriously so proud of you."

Well, Wendy definitely can't say she hears that "proud" word told to her often. Wendy rolls her eyes, playing a smug smile as she blushes. "Yeah, you should be proud of me!"

Mrs. White shakes her head with a sigh and turns her focus over to you. "And you, Y/N. You've done an excellent job at tutoring Wendy; I don't think I've ever seen growth this significant in such a short time. I'm proud of you both."

You smile coyly, sharing your words of gratitude before Wendy groans and starts to shoo her off. "Okay this is getting too sappy for me, you can get out now."

Mrs. White holds up a pointing finger at Wendy, pursing her lips as she fights to stay professional with her words before she shakes her head, fanning off Wendy, and waves her last goodbye at you as she exits the room.

Once the door closes, Wendy looks over to you, grinning wildly seeing how your arms are already spread out for her.

She steps around the desk, straddling back into your lap and places her hands on your cheeks.

"Now, where did we leave off?"

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As more weeks go by, Wendy only progresses more and more.

If someone had seen her after not knowing who she was a few months ago, they would've never guessed this math genius was the same person.

She's improved so well to the point that it seems like she didn't even need the last few tutoring sessions she had just because she was that good! The grade in her algebra class has skyrocketed to percentages that no one would've believed she could ever achieve, and not only that, but you've also motivated her to take her other classes seriously too!

Of course, they haven't succeeded in advancing as well as her math grade, but at least she was finally turning in her work on time for once in all these years.

Also, Wendy's been so distracted in wanting to impress you, to please you, and to make you happy that she hasn't stumbled herself into any trouble or drama! No fights, no skipping, no detentions, no suspensions. None.

Wendy never expected to go this far with math, let alone any other subjects! It's so crazy for Wendy to think all she needed to take school seriously and become a (sort of) changed woman was to drag a hot, nerdy girl into her life.

The two of you sit on the bench outside the front of the school after you guys finally finish your last tutoring session of the year.

Your head comfortably lays on Wendy's shoulder as you two stare off into the orangey-pink hues of the nearing sunset. As she gently rubs on your thigh continuing to stare off into the sunset, she can't help but want to express the thought that's been lingering in the back of her mind for a while now. She turns over to you, barely parting her lips.

"Are we dating?"

Your ears perk up at the sudden question, turning only your head to her. "Are we?"

You two, after all these weeks and months, still haven't confirmed anything between each other. Why??

Why do you two have to be so complicated??

"I mean, we touch each other like we're a couple, we gaze at each other like we're a couple, and we definitely kiss like we're a couple.."

You turn the rest of your body to her and smirk, placing your hand on her waist and scooting in closer to her. "Well, then I guess you've found your answer."

Wendy blushes and looks down before she meets back with your gaze. "Well, can we go ahead and, you know, confirm it with each other—make it official? Our whole dynamic is going to confuse me even more if we don't put any official label on each other soon."

You giggle coyly and tilt your head. "Alright then. Will you be my gir—"

Before you can finish the sentence, you feel a finger forced onto your lips. You furrow your brows while Wendy shakes her head.

"No, I want to be the one to ask you it!"

You pull her finger down and shake your head slowly as you try to hide a laugh. "Alright then."

Wendy holds onto your hands, interlocking your fingers and squeezing you tightly.

"Y/N.." Wendy starts with a shaky breath, the intense blush on her cheeks taking over as she struggles to not stray her eyes away from you out of shyness. Wendy.. being shy. Once again, only you can do this to her, make her feel like this. "Will you.. be my girlfriend?"

You squeeze her hands tighter, your knuckles turning whiter and flashing her a bright smile. "As long as you'll be mine."

And with that left off as the final words, you two lean in, sealing your relationship with a gentle but strong and promising kiss.

i REALLY hope you guys enjoyed this..

— Seulgiwifee ໒꒰ྀི♡˵ᴗ͈ . ᴗ͈ ꒱ྀི১

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seultied · 23 days ago

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ᝰ.ᐟ goodmorning! - r.v

pairing: red velvet (ot5) x reader (separately)

synopsis: waking up with red velvet

𓍢ִ໋ bae joohyun 배주현

irene is a early bird, not by choice. after all the years of taking care of yeri she can’t help but not. she is a very peaceful sleeper, so she doesn’t move around a lot. in the case she has no major plans, she admires you in bed. it’s the most natural state you can find a person in, and that’s her favorite state to see you in. no matter how messy your hair is, how wild your limbs are. she doesn’t wake you up to long after her. placing some kisses around your face to convince you. promising you more if you get up and brush your teeth.

𓍢ִ໋ kang seulgi 강슬기

seulgi is a slightly heavy sleeper. both of you wake up around the same time. whenever she wakes up it takes her awhile to adjust to whatever planet shes on. regardless she’s never unhappy to wake up to you. like irene she’s very fond of admiring you in your sleeping form or freshly woken up. she likes to get ready with you, doing skincare or sitting on the counter as she helps you wake up a little. the majority of the time she’s stopping you to give you kisses, how could she not? you’re just to cute!

𓍢ִ໋ son seungwan 손승완

wendy is unironically the clingiest when she’s wake up. most times she doesn’t fully get up without you up. between the both of you she always is up first, it’s just habit. she never immediately gets up. she likes to spend her time relishing you, even if your not aware. especially if she’s busy with a comeback, her most fond way of admiring you is when you’re sleep. any little moles, birthmarks, your lashes, the way your eyebrows moves when you stir awake makes her fall in love with you all over. gently caressing your cheek to coax you awake.

𓍢ִ໋ park sooyoung 박수영

joy is probably the most giddy to wake up with you. sometimes she gets so busy that she forgets what it’s like to wake up with you. on the occasion she’s not so busy and can wake up with you she’s happy! she’s quick to press kisses along your face and gently remove the blanket from you in hopes to wake you up. her morning hugs are always the best. she likes to cuddle you when you’re both awake, gently caressing under your shirt, her nails grazing against your back. more than likely you end up falling back asleep, you both wake back up about a hour later to really start the day.

𓍢ִ໋ kim yerim 김예림

yeri can’t be bothered to actually wake up to any alarm by choice. she’s fond on sleeping in and lying under the covers with you. most of the time you are the one to wake her up. if she does happen to wake up before you she sits for awhile. pondering on her day. then her teasing nature is quick to start and take pictures of your sleeping figure. she can’t help but giggle, so uncontrollably that it wakes you up. you are quick to attack her but she always apologizes quick to save her. claiming to delete, knowing she’s going to store them in a folder as blackmail. what can i say?

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seullovesme · 9 months ago

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can we get more girlfriend texts? maybe for all members? 💗

ofc my dear anon <33

gf texts w/ red velvet

irene

seulgi

wendy

joy

yeri

i had so much fun making these omg, lmk if u want more or if u have any other groups u wanna see 🤗

#seullovesme » posted!#red velvet x reader #red velvet x you #red velvet x female reader #red velvet imagines #red velvet scenarios #irene x reader #seulgi x reader #wendy x reader #joy x reader #yeri x reader #kpop gg #kpop #kpop fanfic #kpop imagines #kpop texts

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luxora · 5 months ago

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Red Velvet -> {Vampire AU} -> Drinking from you for the first time

Requested: No

Group: Red Velvet

Genre: Fluff. Angst. Some Smut.

Warning: Blood. Some nsfw.

A/N: First vampire au with Red Velvet. Let me know what you think!

Irene

For as long as she has lived, Joohyun has learned to master the skill of patience.

One thing which has has learned about humanity is that they are remarkably, or rather unremarkable, an impatient kind almost making rash and impotent mistakes which would have been entire avoidant if they had simply waited for the right moment.

Alas, man is stupid. And man has been control far too long.

One should realize that while there is a big lion, there is still a bigger bear, a bigger tiger, and a bigger shark. Predator after predator, one must not become too complacent unless the bear decided it wanted to become the new king of the jungle, and in the capacity of which Joohyun is concerned, she could quite so easily become that new era in humanity in which the bigger predator takes control of the pond and the ocean, rendering man incompetent and complacent under her thumb.

But then again, would she truly want to have the headache that is guaranteed to be given if she decided to act upon her intrusive thoughts?

People don’t like being chained up and they will fight back, and while that will be fun in the beginning, it will become tedious and Joohyun is a rather intimate lover when it comes to boredom since she is so used to it in the first place.

Its just living for this long is both a blessing and a curse, and yet it has become more and more of a close, akin to the tragic tales of Dracula of which is constantly reboot through the ages.

She wishes that there was simply an end to all that she is. That there was something to look forward to, and yet she has been repeatedly disappointed through the ages. She has lost a lot of thing through her lifetime, people, family, friends, and her own humanity.

Joohyun considers herself unable of feeling, her humanity long gone for how isolated she has become. There is no point in her befriending others as they will succumb to death eventually while she will forever be living in the perfect shell of her body, displaying absolute perfection and yet living through flaws.

Hunting for blood was nothing new to her, akin to have a walk in the park for a normal human.

Only this walk in the park led her to a rather confounding discovery, a human who has caught her interest.

When she had pounced on you, she had thought that she had found a weak link. You were alone in the park, a cigarette in your hands while you were gazing up at the night sky, an acquaintance to your thoughts, not realizing the danger you were in until you suddenly felt hands in your throat and your body forced to the ground where teeth were suddenly latched to your neck.

Your blood waved into her mouth in multiple currently, making Joohyun growl beastly as she reveled in the taste, but then she was met with a unsounding reaction.

You not screaming.

While she held you tight in your arms, you had yet to utter a single word. From all her experiences, her preys always scream. They squirm and cry, begging for her to release them and to spare them from their oncoming death but they always fell upon death ears.

But you - you were compliant in her arms.

Yes, she felt you stiffen in her arms - but you didn’t fight back. In fct, you seemed to just submit to your fate, unknowingly knowing that escape was impossible. Between a human and a vampire, the victor was most obvious and Joohyun would have continued to revel in her victory if you hadn’t been so different.

She was not yet sated to be full but Joohyun pulled away from your neck to look at you, her eyes glowing in the deep night and perfectly reflecting your gaze as you stared up at her. Like usual, her eyes were red from the fresh feeding, but she saw no fear in your eyes.

Instead - she saw calm serenity - a bitter smile on your face as you continued to gaze at her.

“Am I not to your taste?”

Joohyun cocked her head, confounded by such a reaction.

“Sorry about that, I did down a decaf coffee which I sorely regret, maybe that has had a negative effect on me. Sorry.”

An apology.

She has never received an apology from a little lion before.

Joohyun simply stared at you, and you stared back, neither of you responding to the blood which was steadily escaping the puncture wounds from your neck. You just continued to smile at her, a reluctance in your eyes which made her eyebrows furrow.

Why were you so odd?

She should have just continued feeding, to simply finish up her meal and dispose of your body like she did so many times, but - something prompted her to change her usual routine.

Instead of ending your life, she spared it. She had covered your eyes and then carried you to the closest clinic, leaving you outside and then escaping before she would be noticed by any other humans. While there was a commotion to your arrival, you did not utter a word when the nurses tended to you, instead lazily staring out into the streets, almost wanting to catch sight of her in the shadows, contemplating the interaction between the two of you.

And similarly, Joohyun contemplated the same, watching from a roof and being hidden in the shadow of night. You had sparked an interests - and Joohyun was to see of what was to come from such a little lion, who has been capable of making her feel after such a long time.

She was not quite sure of what it was - but it was something.

Time was on her side, she had plenty of it to find out,

Seulgi

While Seulgi has been in control of her instincts for a long while, she couldn’t help but fear for the moment playing out in front of her, her stomach tying itself into complex knots despite the trusting look you were giving her.

The moon hung high in the midnight sky, casting a silvery glow over the quiet town below. Seulgi had her arms tightly wrapped around you as if she was capable of providing you warmth against the cool evening air, and yet both of you knew better than to believe there was anything she could do to combat the cold against your body. She could feel you tremble, and yet you were doing nothing to get out of her grip. Despite her cool body, you nuzzled closer into her, nose playfully pressing against her jaw, Seulgi’s breath hitching as she felt a tender kiss to it.

“I don’t mind Seulgi.” You whispered to her, a hand moving to cup her cheek and force to gaze into your eyes, even though she could easily escape it. “I trust you.”

“I know but...” Seulgi trailed off, unable to stop the quivering of her bottom lip as she gazed into the dark abyss of your eyes, drawing her in like a black hole would to meteorites. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I know you won’t hurt me.”

“I might lose control.”

“I know you won’t.”

“How are you so confident about that.”

“Because I know that hurting me is the last thing you will ever do.”

Despite living for a centuries, seeing all the surprises that one might expect from humans, Seulgi was always stunned by your words. You just saw the good in everything, even in something like her, a creature of the night which required the blood of others to sustain herself. Seulgi never asked for a life like this, if she was capable of traveling back in time, she would have stopped her maker from biting down on her neck, condemning her to a life where she could not make life long connections due to the fact that she was to outlive everything and everyone.

Just getting involved with you, Seulgi was aware that she was setting herself up for heartbreak. Humans are so incredibly fragile and you were no exception to this rule, and Seulgi knew that the years will eventually blink away and Seulgi will remain the way she is now while you will age, grow old, and eventually pass on to the other realm, the one which Seulgi will never be able to follow you to.

Her hand trembled as she moved to cup your cheek, watching your own eyes flutter shut as you leaned into her touch, completely trusting of her to not inflict any pain onto you. Despite being a human, you have bewitched her entirely, and Seulgi couldn’t help but feel her dead heart warm at the sight of you and the obvious adoration you have for her and the relationship between the two of you.

The world was cloaked in darkness, and yet Seulgi could see you so clearly. Your beauty astounded her, and despite of the life evident in the town below the mountainside, Seulgi couldn’t help but feel that the two of you were the last two creatures in the entire world, uninterrupted and blissfully happy in one another’s presence. The soft glow of the moonlight reflected off your skin, making it look to tantalizing that Seulgi had to swallow the venom which seemed from her fangs, attempting to get control over herself. She moved her hand from your cheek to the side of your neck, gripping it gently as she closed the distance between the two of you, her lips gliding along the column on your neck before setting on a spot.

"Are you sure about this?" Seulgi whispered, her lips hovering over your neck, pressing a gentle kiss to it. She felt you nod before your fingers gently tangled themselves in her dark locks.

"I trust you, Seulgi. Always."

With that unspoken consent, Seulgi' took a deep steadying breath before descending her fangs descended into your delicate neck, opting to get it over with before building up the anticipation to give her nerves the chance to convince her to back out of it. She felt your body shiver as she took her first sip, the exchange between the two of you becoming intimate, emerging your respective essences in the physical act.

As Seulgi drank, she felt the pulse of life coursing through your body, a connection that went beyond mere sustenance. The experience was profound, the mingling of love and primal hunger merging into a tapestry that bound the two of you together on a deeper level. While she has heard from others of her kind that a great sense of intimacy was made through the act of drinking between vampires and their human lovers, she could not quite believe its significant effect on her as she continued to drink. She almost felt like she was promising a side of herself to you which she knows will be always be protected, and the fact that you have trusted her throughout the process proves to her that you have also given a side of yourself to Seulgi which she will only cherish and love.

When she finally withdrew, she gazed into your eyes, her own irises softening with gratitude as she gently smile at you, feeling the air around of the two pulse with an intimate serenade. You responded with a similar smile, both of your hands cupping her cheeks and tugging her close.

"I love you, Seulgi," you whispered whispered before sealing her lips with a tender kiss, prompting Seulgi to close her eyes and wrap her arms tightly around your body while the moon served as the only observer of each other’s adoration and trust for one another.

Seulgi was truly setting herself up for heartbreak with falling for you, but she admits that feeling love is better than never feeling love at all. She can only hope that she can have a long time with you before nature takes its natural course of life, death, and its many other complexities.

Wendy

The moon cast a gentle glow over the darkened room as Seungwan grappled with her internal turmoil. She was a rambunctious vampire with a penchant for falling in love easily, having living in the world for more than a century. She has met plenty of people and have had many encounters with humans and vampires alike, and yet for the first time in her entire existence, she found herself becoming settled. Ever since falling for you, something deep has settled in her heart, something only tales of love and romance would depict over the times.

Despite being a mortal, you were incredibly dangerous when it comes to seeking for a thrill.

Their playful exploration of Wendy's vampire powers had been a source of joy, but the request for her to drink from Y/N had left Wendy conflicted.

For a while, Wendy had avoided Y/N, unable to face the fear that her true nature might terrify the person she cared about the most. Y/N, relentless and understanding, had pleaded with Wendy to embrace this intimate act, wanting to support her vampire lover in the only way she could as a human.

After much hesitation, Wendy finally agreed, her unease evident in her every movement. They decided to keep it controlled—Wendy would drink from Y/N's arm, a compromise that both hoped would satiate Wendy's hunger without causing harm.

As Wendy bit down gently, a moment of serenity washed over her. The taste of Y/N's blood was different from any she had experienced before—familiar, comforting, and warm. However, as Wendy lost herself in the sensation, a surge of hunger overwhelmed her, and her instincts threatened to take over.

Panic seized Wendy as she quickly pulled away, her eyes wide with fear. Y/N, feeling the shift in Wendy's demeanor, reached out to reassure her, but Wendy's unease escalated.

"I-I need to get you to the hospital," Wendy stammered, her voice trembling.

Y/N, still holding her arm, was taken aback by Wendy's sudden urgency. "Wendy, what happened? Are you okay?"

Wendy's eyes were a mix of desperation and fear as she gently lifted Y/N into her arms. "I almost lost control. I can't risk hurting you."

Determined to keep Y/N safe, Wendy moved swiftly, carrying her to the nearest hospital. The journey was a blur of panic and concern, but as they arrived, Wendy carefully placed Y/N on a hospital bed, worry etched across her features.

"I didn't mean for this to happen," Wendy whispered, her voice barely audible. "I wanted to protect you, not put you in danger."

Y/N, reaching out to cup Wendy's face, smiled despite the circumstances. "Wendy, I asked you to do this because I trust you. We'll figure this out together."

As the medical staff attended to Y/N, Wendy felt a mixture of relief and gratitude. Y/N's unwavering support, even in the face of danger, made Wendy realize that she wasn't alone in this struggle. They were partners, navigating the complexities of their love in a world that sometimes seemed determined to tear them apart.

In the dim hospital room, Wendy and Y/N found solace in each other's presence. The incident had deepened their bond, reinforcing the idea that love, even in the shadows of supernatural challenges, could endure with the strength of trust and understanding.

Joy

Sooyoung had internally agreed with herself that it was to be better suited for her to be able to have that intimate taste of you during a might of intimacy, because not only would it strengthen a bond between the two of you, but because she will be able to distract from the pain of it by completely send you to the next realm of pleasure without thinking of the consequences of such an agreement.

Despite her usual demeanor towards you and humans, it actually took a while for the two of you to become intimate because Sooyoung feared that she would be unable to control herself. She feared that she would somehow harm you during moments of pleasure. It would be so easy for her to break your body while losing herself, crushing your head with her thighs, puncturing your skull while she gripped at your head, and even tearing your flesh away as she clawed at your back.

It terrified her. To the extent that she was unable to truly let go when you tended to her, her body stiff as a statue as you attempted to bring her to the edge.

It was humiliating, and actually resulted in her hiding away for a week, which resulted in an absolute scolding from you when she eventually returned. But then you cradled her into your arms and comforted her, claiming that she had nothing to be ashamed about. But it was not herself that she was ashamed about, but rather the dejected expression which had crossed your face, believing that your skills were lacking.

That she could not forgive herself for, for making you doubt your skills.

And so Sooyoung persisted in ensuring that both of you reached your satisfactions, which had improved significantly and has gradually led to daily inclinations which started and ended both of your days with smiles and delight.

But now another factor was being added to an equation, upon your own insistence stemming from both curiosity and desire, wanting to aid Sooyoung in maintaining her blood levels.

Sooyoung almost felt transcended to the first night the two of you became intimate, the similar level of fear that she experienced back them coming back. But also a sense of animalistic tendency, yearning and reveling in the submission you offered to her, particularly in a moment of extreme trust you had for her.

Your glorious body was already so open to her. Her lips continued to pressed open mouthed kisses to the column of your neck while your nails dug into her shoulder as she pleasured you, hand massaging your inner body, continuously receiving your warmth while she knelt above you, trapping you with her own body.

“S-Sooyoung.”

You voice was so raspy, courtesy of the previous rounds the two of you had. Sooyoung did not want to rush such a delicate process. She wanted to revel in your body, to ensure that your ultimate pleasure was maximized because she took pleasure for herself. She refused to let you touch her before she needed to be in full control of this.

She loved watching you, seeing you crumble, watching your eyes flutter closed and to arc so beautifully off the bed as she made you fall apart. It was the most beautiful thing she could ever have the privilege in seeing. She has seen Picasso himself create his artwork, and she has been a first witness to many mother artistic creations in the World’s History, but all of it paled into comparison when she gazed at you.

You were a phenomenon created for her to see, and to create and extend to a further lifetime with her, when you were ready, of course.

Sooyoung worked against your meticulously, teeth teasingly gripping some of your skin as she doubled her efforts in getting you to the final destination, resileince and preparation built within Sooyoung as she ready herself, her tong pressing against the bullied skin until she felt you tighten around her fingers and then let out a scream, arching your body into hers as you finally found the end.

And then Sooyoung bit you..

It was as simple as a hot knife dipping into butter and Sooyoung immediately growled in delight at the taste of your blood on your tongue.

Perhaps it was her own imagination, but it tasted so sweet to the extent that it was almost laced with wine, a drink so easily able to get drunk off, which Sooyoung found equivalent to her drink of you.

Maybe it was because of your own pleasure, it was being transferred into your very blood as it got consumed by her. If that was the case, then she was going to make it a habit to drink off you in this state. So delectably under her, preening under her lavish attention, arms tightening around her as if wanting her even closer than she already was.

She pulled away too soon, far too soon for her liking. But it was necessary. You were already so disillusioned from the passionate night, sensitive and overwhelmed, and drinking from you would only add to the effects. She licked at your neck before moving to kiss you, uncaring of the blood on her lips as she thanked you for the opportunity - no, then gift that you bestowed upon her/

Yes, you will require some sort of medical attention as she could not leave you bleeding on the bed.

But - just for the moment- let her revel in the intimacy created between the two of you from the single sip of life.

Yeri

Yerim trailed her cool digs along your collarbone, gracing it along the column of your neck until she was gripping you firmly by the jaw, forcing you to look up from your place on the floor, so perfectly compliant to her rough actions and desire most obvious in your eyes as you locked eyes with her.

Yerim kept her eyes expressionless as she stared down at you, almost inwardly daring you to act out so that she could deny you of what you wanted, something which she both enjoyed and disdained due to your tendency to not realize that sometimes biting the hand that feeds you can be most consequential to one’s very being.

“You test me.” Yerim quipped, her voice cutting like a blade while she stared at you, prompting a smile to your face.

“I apologize.”

“Do you truly meant that?”

“No.”

“Insolent fool.”

But Yerim pulled you towards her by the jaw, wrapping an arm around your waist as she had you settle in her lap, both of your legs on either side of her with your hands going to her shoulders to rest peacefully while she clawed at your back, jaw still gripped tightly and held away from her face. Yerim glared up at you.

“I have half the mind to punish you.”

“I will accept whatever you give me.”

“If I didn’t know any better, I would say you were drunk with how slurred you are.”

“I cannot help myself. You are a drug on its own.”

“Flatterer.”

Yerim leaned forward to press a small kiss to your chin, a sweet token of chastity from her before she moved her lips to your pulse pointed and then sucked.

She had yet to pierce the skin but you arched in her arms, your chest pressing against your own as you attempted to close the distance between the two of you. Yerim smiled as she pulled away, prompting a whine out of you.

“The things I could do to you...” Yerim started, dark eyes gazing at your delectable presentation before she moved back to your neck, teeth teasing your skin while her hand moved down to cup your backside, forcing you closed to her with a strong pull. “I could ruin you.”

You gasped at her rough touch but easily wrapped your arms around her head, hands tangling itself in her locks as you attempted to pull her more into your neck.

“Please do.”

“You have no self-preservation.”

“I don’t need to with you. I know you won’t hurt me.”

It was a confession which always brought a smile to Yerim’s face and saturated any lingering guilt that Yerim would possible have if she was capable of it when she sank her teeth into your neck, eagerly taking what you were always willing to offer. her.

You gasped sharply at the pain but continued to hug her closely as she held onto you, drinking the profuse amount of blood which was being offered to her.

Your blood always tasted delectable and now was no different. A single taste from you was capable of almost making her lose control but she was far too dignified for such a thing.

No, she has never lost control of her thirst, and it never will happen if she had a say of it, but she did enjoy reveling in the pleasures of life and the most ultimate pleasure consisted of you. Both your body and blood, she simply became lost in it. While there are many supposedly better individual of which she could pluck, she chose you simply because you made her smile.

Many could prompt a smile from her, but the way she felt when she smiled around you was different. You made her feel almost human again, perhaps because you almost reminded her of a friend she had in her past life, but unlike her friend in the past, you have her heart in your hands, of which she trusted for you to keep safe, less you wanted to be yet another count of feedings she has off other humans.

But that is not a thought she lingers on.

She knows it will not happen.

You were far too in love with her to ever betray her, just as she was far too in love to ever end your life.

In fact, if you played your cards right, you may just spend eternity with her. But she will not spoil too much of the present with the future. She will simply see how time decides to be a mistress and play with the two of you.

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itzymixy · 26 days ago

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Kinktober Day 10 (🔞)

Ryujin × Wendy - Hey Beautiful

When they met a few weeks prior at a music show neither of them had imagined they'd end up like this

Every time they were on a show together they couldn't help but look for eachother, sneaking around backstage for some alone time before they had to go back to their own groups and act like nothing had just happened but that was pretty hard to do when Wendy had just given Ryujin the best orgasm of her life

20 minutes earlier Ryujin was wandering through the corridor on her way to make-up, secretly hoping she's bump into the older girl that she was quickly falling for, as she was walking distracted by her thoughts a hand sprung out of a random door quickly pulling her inside as she let out a shocked yelp

"Hey beautiful I've missed you" Wendy said quickly kissing the blonde who frowned at her still clutching her chest "don't do that you scared me"

Wendy just giggled apologising for scaring her and wrapping her arms around the girls smaller frame and pulling her close treasuring this moment before it slipped away knowing they didn't have much time

Ryujin initiated this kiss licking along Wendy's lips asking for entrance as Wendy maneuvered them around so they were now sitting down on a fold out chair in the cramped cleaning closet, Ryujin straddling Wendy's thighs as she explored the inside of her mouth before letting her hands wander inside her blouse

Wendy wasted no time taking advantage of the position Ryujin was in, her legs spread wide, the song skinnof her thighs touching her own was enough to drive her crazy feeling the heat radiating from their bodies Wendy teasingly trailed her hand up Ryujin's thigh

"Babeeee we don't have time for that, come on" Ryujin whined out and she had a point they had 10 minutes until someone was bound to come looking for them so Wendy continued her previous task speeding up slightly want to make sure she made Ryujin feel good

She slipped her hand inside Ryujin's shorts mentally thanking her stylist for making them so easily accessible, her skilled fingers swiping through the younger girls folds as she tried her hardest to hold back moans , biting her lip as Wendy's fingers entered her pussy, clenching down, instantly gripping her 2 fingers while her thumb stimulated her clit

Ryujin couldn't help but let out a few whines and start grinding her hips helping Wendy's fingers go further inside her, Wendy then latched on to Ryujin's neck sucking, nipping and biting all while trying to make sure she didn't leave a mark but at this point Ryujin was too far gone to care if she did , her head rolling back in ecstasy as Wendy looked and her in amazing watching the way she rode out her high in her hand before tiredly slumping forward onto Wendy's chest, who just soothingly rubbed her back

Just as they were about to get up to start tidying themselves up there was a knock on the door

It was Yeji

"Ryujin I know you're in there .....the makeup artist needs you like right now" there was a few seconds of silence before the leader spoke up again and with a mischievous tone of voice said "and tell Wendy I say hi"

At this both the girls looked at eachother in shock before quickly smoothing out their clothes and opening the door meeting a smirking Yeji who just pulled Ryujin away by her arm leaving Wendy stood there wondering how that just happened watching as the girl she liked was being pulled away smiling as Ryujin clumsily tripped over her own feet

When they were far enough away Ryujin asked Yeji "how did you know?"

"What? That something was going on between you and Wendy? I'm surprised everyone doesn't know from the way your face lit up every time we seen her perform on the screens in our green room.....also ...you're not exactly um quiet"

Ryujin flushed a light pink before softly slapping the older girl on the arm before saying " shut up .....but seriously thank you for not being mad"

This made Yeji chuckle a bit leaving Ryujin confused before Yeji spoke up again " how could I be mad when me and Seulgi have been doing the same thing for months" with that confession she quickly sprinted off leaving Ryujin there mouth wide open looking like she'd seen a ghost

#kinktober #itzy #red velvet #kpop #ryujin #wendy #smut #imagine #drabble #one shot #fanfic #yeji #seulgi #ryujenini

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kyuusberry · 4 months ago

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set up — bae joohyun (irene)

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 :: 𝘆𝗲𝗿𝗶 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗿𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝘁 𝘂𝗽 𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻’𝘁 𝗴𝗼 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹.. 𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻’𝘁 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹

𝗶𝗯: 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝘆 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝘆 @/𝗿𝗼𝘀𝗶𝗲𝗵𝗿𝘀

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yvesette · 2 years ago

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RED VELVET in BED (nsfw)

★ genre: headcanons, wlw

★ warnings: minors dni

🐇IRENE - irene is a romantic at heart. she loves the intimacy and privacy of sex and loves to be pleasured and pleasure you the best she can. she’s supet passionate and prefers love making to quickies. when she tops, she’ll get so focused on making you come and listening to your moans that she’ll get quiet and forget to talk dirty lol. she fingers you very gently and presses light kisses down your body and up your thighs before giving attention to your core- lovingly swirling her tongue slowly where you need her and smiling against your center when she hears you moaning her name. she’s the definition of a switch. she gets so loud and sensitive when you eat her out, you have to hold her hips down while she mews and moans your name. she loves scissoring and it’s like heaven with her- the two of you rubbing against eachother skin on skin while she throws her head back, lips parted. she loves grabbing your ass btw - she’s an ass girl fs. after sex she’ll get so sleepy and tired poor thing is worn tf out. you’ll hold her and press kisses to her forehead - bare chests pressed together. she passes out pretty quick in your arms and wakes up first in the morning, playing with your hair and pressing a kiss to your nose. she loves to buy you lingerie (gift giving is her love language)

🎧SEULGI - sex with seulgi can be rough she’ll grab your neck with both hands and do it from the back. she’s a god at fingering you, with her long fingers and sultry gaze that makes you scream her name. she pants and groans as you both face each others cores and suck eachother off. she doms most of the time but can be romantic and giggly when it’s unserious. she fs owns a dildo to use on you and the two of you try a bunch of toys - she presses the bullet to your clit and overstimulates you until tears come out of yo eyes. she gets super clingy and affectionate afterwards and props her head on your shoulder while grabbing your hand and pressing a kiss to your wrist. you both look at eachother and smile - her eyes turning into crescent moons and her cheeks rounding.

🦢WENDY - she’s such a pleaser and a huge flirt. tops mostly. she adores pleasuring you and could spend her whole day between your thighs. “yeah- mhmm keep being loud for me.” ugh imagine her hair all messed up and her lips shining with your wetness. she loves sucking your tits and circling her tongue around your nipple while curling her long fingers inside of you. she’ll make you come a minimum of 2-3 times and loves to overstimulate you. “you can take it love, just one more.” she praises you sm - calling you beautiful and perfect and tight and how well you’re doing, how lucky she is to have you. such a cheesy romantic after - spooning you and pressing kisses to your shoulder from behind while her arms wrap around your waist. she’s probably shorter than you (girly is like 5’1) but still is the big spoon lol.

🎱JOY - she’s a lowkey pillow princess when she bottoms but when she tops she’s such a dom. she gives you attitude and teases you constantly - sending you pics of her in lingerie rubbing her clothed clit or wearing short skirts and bending over in front of you while she bites her plump lips. she’s a brat fs but when you give her the same attitude she fucks it right out of you. her mouth spewing all types of curses and your name all drawn out. she fucks you hard with her fingers and kitten licks at your clit. loves 69-ing with you. she sucks at your core and kneads your ass with her hands, she hisses as you blow on her clit before eating her out like you’re starving and slipping your middle finger inside of her tight walls. after sex she’ll be such a sweetheart - cuddling you and holding you hand/dragging you into the shower where she’ll end up pinned against the wall with one leg thrown over your shoulder while you eat her out again. she’s open to fucking in any location and loves the risk of getting caught + quickies.

🥥YERI - super giggly and sweet sex the first couple of times. she sweetly presses her lips to yours and licks your bottom lip before letting her tongue in- eyes shut in bliss. she can’t help but giggle as she struggles to unclasp your bra. she clenches around your fingers as you curl them inside of her and a high pitched mew comes out of her mouth as she begs you to go faster. she gently kitten licks your clit, eyes on you the whole time - watching your face contort in pleasure. the sex gets more intense through your relationship and you find yourself in showers, pools, closets, and cars moaning eachother’s names. yeri cuddles up to you after- smelling like sex and lilies and pressing a kiss to your cheek and grinning, she falls asleep in your arms and you wake up with her hogging all the covers.

┕━━━━ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ━━━━┙ @yvego 2023

#red velvet #red velvet smut #rv smut #irene smut #seulgi smut #joy smut #wendy smut #yeri smut #gg smut #red velvet headcanons #gg headcanons #gg fluff #red velvet oneshot #kpop imagines #kpop gg #kpop aesthetic #kpop smut

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seulcaty · 7 months ago

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𐚁 ꫬ ۪ joy ( red velvet ) lockscreen

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nanawritesit · 1 year ago

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Playing Truth or Dare with Red Velvet (NSFW/ 18+/ MDNI) 🔞

Trigger Warnings: making out, groping, undressing, kissing body parts, lap dances, grinding/dry humping, hickeys, mentions of handcuffs, fingering, use of vibrator, master kink, lingerie, kissing while asleep, nipple sucking, nipple play, oral sex, getting walked in on, cursing

Irene:

She was one of your best friends in the entire world. Things had only ever been platonic between you. Sure, you’d be lying if you said you didn’t have the tiniest crush on her. But how could you help yourself? Your heart couldn’t help but skip a beat anytime she grabbed your hand or flashed a smile at you. But, there was always so much doubt that she’d felt the same way about you. That was, until tonight.

You were having one of your usual sleepovers at her place, lying next to each other in bed as some movie played on the TV in the background.

“Y/N, this movie sucks.” she suddenly exclaimed, rolling over to face you. “Let’s do something fun.”

“Oh yeah? Like what?” you asked, doing the same.

She flashed you a mischevious grin. “Let’s play truth or dare.”

“Okay, you go first.” you instructed, sitting up.

The two of you went back and forth for a while, asking simple questions like “what’s your most embarrassing story,” or “what’s your biggest fear.” The dares were pretty tame as well, being things like “break dance for one minute,” and “do an impression of your favorite celebrity.”

“Alright, we broke the ice. Now it’s time to take things up a notch.” she proposed, leaning forward expectantly.

You raised an eyebrow. “Fine, I was getting bored anyway. I pick dare.”

“I dare you to kiss me.” she demanded.

A light pink blush spread across your cheeks, and your mouth fell open the slightest amount. You swallowed the hard lump that was forming in your throat before looking back up at her. “A-are you sure?

“I absolutely am.” she replied with a cheeky grin. “I’ve been dying to know how good of a kisser you are.”

You exhaled to release some of your nerves, then got up on your knees and scooted closer to her. You flipped her hair over her shoulder and tucked a strand behind her ear, gazing into her eyes affectionately. For a second, she looked really flustered. You glanced down at her soft pink lips, running your thumb over them delicately. You put both hands on her cheeks, then leaned down to press your lips against hers. It was soft and sweet, your lips just barely ghosting over hers, but with enough firmness that she knew you were there. She seemed to freeze underneath you. You pulled back slowly, and both of your eyes fluttered open. You looked at her with an apologetic gaze.

“Irene, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-“

That was all you got out before she had pulled you back down by your shirt and devoured your lips in a much rougher kiss. Your eyes sprung wide open at first, but soon you turned yourself over to the pleasure of kissing her. Your lips were crashing against each other desperately, and soon her tongue was pressing its way between your lips as if asking for an invitation. You granted it to her by sliding your own tongue along hers, now totally enmeshed together.

As the kissing grew more heated, you slowly pushed her down against mattress. She began to tangle her legs with yours and run her hands up along your lower back, tugging up your shirt to run her fingers delicately across your skin. You brought a hand up to her breast, groping it lightly until she pushed you off so she could sit up straight.

“Oh I’m sorry, was that too mu-“ you were cut off once again when she whipped her shirt off over head, now clad in just a tiny pair of pajama shorts.

Your mouth fell wide open at the sight of her bare chest. “Irene… you’re so beautiful.” You told her, leaning back in to kiss her again. She grabbed a fistful of your hair and fell back down onto the mattress, wrapping her legs around your waist to pull you closer.

You momentarily pulled back to take off your own shirt so you could have skin-to-skin contact, then went back down to kiss her lips once more. Soon, you began trailing the kisses down to her jaw, then her neck, then her chest, and then her stomach. You finally stopped right above her clothed core, gripping the waistband of her shorts. You looked up at her with a playful smirk. “Well I think it’s safe to say our friendship is ruined.”

“Tch, we were never really ‘just friends’ anyway.” she giggled, ruffling your hair affectionately. “Now why’d you stop? I was just getting excited.”

Seulgi:

“Baby, I want to play truth or dare.” your girlfriend told you while you were both sitting on the couch next to each other.

“Okay, we can do that Seul.” you told her with a chuckle, setting down your phone to turn towards her. “But let’s only do dares. We pretty much know everything there is to know about each other.”

“Sounds good to me.” she replied with a mischievous grin. “But I want to add a rule to make it more fun.

“Oh?” you asked, curious as to what she was planning in her head. “And what might that be?”

“Every time one of us refuses to do the dare, they have to take off a piece of clothing.” she challenged. She bit her lip at you as if she was imagining the outcome, and you had to admit, you were doing the same as you raked your eyes over her body.

“Okay, you’re on.” you responded. “I’ll go first.”

The two of you started throwing the worst possible dares at each other. Things that neither of you would do even if someone paid you. Before long, you were both in your underwear, sitting across from each other laughing.

“Was this your plan all along? Just to get me undressed?” you giggled, grabbing her hand and shaking it playfully.

“No, absolutely not!” she laughed back at you, slapping your hand away. “I only want to give you one more dare though.”

“Okay, what is it Seul.” you asked, settling back down.

She held back the huge cheshire-cat grin that threatened to creep its way onto her face. “Let me give you a lap dance without touching me for five minutes.”

You gasped in surprise, but you were smiling nonetheless. “Fine, but that means I don’t have to take off another piece of clothing.” you teased.

“That’s fine by me.” she chuckled, shifting to straddle your lap. You put your hands underneath your thighs in preparation. She quickly set a timer on her phone before gripping onto your shoulders tightly to begin her dare.

She began grinding down against your core, rolling her hips back and forth in a mesmerizing way. You bit your lip at the sight before you, gripping the couch cushion beneath you in restraint. She tousled her hair a bit, then reached her hands behind her back to unhook her bra. The straps slid delicately down her shoulders before revealing her breasts.

Your breath hitched in your throat at the sight of them. “God Seulgi, this is harder than I thought it was going to be…”

“Hang in there, you’ve only got two and a half minutes left.” she giggled, running her hands over her breasts to grope them. She squeezed them against each other and pinched her nipples between her fingers, still grinding down on your lap in perfect rhythm.

“One minute left. You gonna make it?” she asked, glancing down to the mess of your lower region. You gulped and nodded, throwing your head back in frustration. She leaned forward at your gesture and began nipping and sucking at your neck, leaving a few hickeys. You moaned in desperation, squinting your eyes together at the immense pleasure. Just when you thought you were going to break, the timer went off.

“Well, you win Y/N.” she sighed, sitting up straight. “I suppose I should-“

You cut her off by pinning her down on the couch beneath you, kissing her ravenously. “You like teasing me that much? You like getting me all worked up?” You looked down at her with a dominant glare and a devilish grin. “I get one more dare too you know. And mine is to put you in cuffs for five minutes while I do whatever I want to you. Let’s see if you can handle your own game, Kang Seulgi.”

She looked up at you with doe eyes and a shocked expression. But it was soon replaced with a satisfied smirk that let you know she had accomplished what she originally set out to do. She had already won. But that didn’t mean you couldn’t have some fun too.

Wendy:

Irene was hosting a small birthday party for Wendy at her place, and you were one of the guests. Everyone in the group knew about your enormous crush on her, except the birthday girl herself. Similarly, everyone in the group also knew about her immense crush on you. But you were totally oblivious. With neither of you ever daring to make a move, your friends decided to take matters into their own hands.

It was late at night, and the party was winding down. Wendy had already opened up all her presents, the dinner had been served, and now everyone was strewn about the living room finishing their cake.

“Everyone done? I’ll throw away the plates.” Irene chirped, getting up from her seat.

“Yeah, I think so. Thanks Rene!” you replied, handing your plate to her with a smile.

“So, what are we going to do now?” Seulgi asked.

“Well, Yeri and I were talking about playing truth or dare!” Joy exclaimed, clapping her hands together.

Wendy clicked her tongue at the suggestion. “You maknaes. At every get together you two say we should play truth or dare, and every time, it ends in disaster.”

“Oh come on, it doesn’t go that badly.” Yeri whined, hitting her on the arm lightly.

“Really? I’d say having to apologize to the entire apartment building for pulling the fire alarm in the middle of the night was pretty bad.” Irene huffed, returning from the kitchen.

“I don’t know, I think it could be fun.” you suddenly chimed in.

Wendy glanced over at you, her eyes twinkling. She thought for a moment, seemingly fixed on the hopeful smile you had on your face, then sighed in defeat. “Alright, but just for a little while. And no one can leave the apartment!” She shot a glare towards Joy.

“How many times do I have to say I’m sorry? You know I’m too proud to turn down a dare!” the younger girl cried out.

And so the game began, and things were going pretty much as expected. You all found out who Seulgi’s mystery girl was, Irene sent a risky text to her crush, and Joy and Yeri had kissed once. Finally, it was the birthday girl’s turn.

“Alright Wendy, truth or dare.” Joy asked.

“I feel like I’ll be screwed either way, but dare I suppose.” the older girl said begrudgingly.

Joy smirked evilly. “I dare you to go in the closet with Y/N for seven minutes.”

“Ah, a little seven minutes in heaven action?” Yeri teased, clapping her hands together.

“Hey, that’s too much Joy.” Irene scolded, crossing her arms. “We don’t know Y/N would feel about that. They might be uncomfortable with-“

“I’ll do it.” you interrupted, a little too eagerly. Everyone whipped their heads over to look at you. Seulgi and Irene looked shocked, Joy and Yeri were grinning like little devils, and Wendy had that same twinkle in her eye from earlier and a rosy pink blush dusting her cheeks. You coughed at the sudden awkward feeling of everyone staring at you. “Uh, that is, as long as Wendy wants to.”

Wendy blinked, snapping out of her daze. “I mean, I’m okay with that. After all, it’s only seven minutes right? How much could happen?”

“Alright, let’s go!” Joy shouted, jumping up from her seat. She grabbed both of your hands and tugged you up, then led you over to the closet at the end of the hall and shoved you inside.

“Okay, one of you set a timer on your phones! Don’t have too much fun in here.” she winked, then slammed the door in your faces and scurried back to the living room.

Wendy sighed, turning towards you. “I’m so sorry about her. I hope you’re not too miserable in here.”

“Oh don’t worry about me, I’m good!” you reassured with a chuckle. “After all, I’m with you aren’t I?”

She glanced at the ground bashfully, letting out a small giggle. “That’s true, we rarely ever have bad times together…”

“You look beautiful tonight.” you told her, glancing at her outfit. “I mean, you look stunning all the time, but I just meant that this outfit looks really cute on you.”

“Oh thank you so much!” she beamed, straightening her blouse. “I don’t really wear skirts too often, but I wanted to be bold for once.”

“Well you’re rocking it.” you bit your lip, trying to contain your lust for her. “I don’t know how you could ever be insecure.”

“Oh come on Y/N.” she rolled her eyes with a small smile. “I’m not that pretty.”

“Are you insane?” you exclaimed, turning to face her completely. “You’re absolutely gorgeous Wendy, everything about you is. Your hair…” you reached forward to fiddle with some of the strands falling over her shoulder. “Your eyes…” you gazed into them, realizing how her pupils had dilated. “Your skin…” you brushed a finger along her cheek delicately. You felt her breathing heavily in anticipation at where you would go next.

Somehow, in this moment, you felt brave enough to make a move. Maybe it was the dim lighting in the closet, or your forced proximity to one another… actually, it was the way she was looking at you. She seemed to be pleading for you to take things further, titling her chin up a bit as if to push her lips forward.

“And how could I forget, your pretty lips…” you finally concluded, in a voice barely above a whisper. You leaned in painfully slow, then after what felt like ages, you kissed her. Her eyelids fluttered shut, and after a few seconds, her arms came up around your neck to push you closer.

“I’ve been waiting for this for so long.” she confessed as she pulled away from you panting.

“You have no idea.” you laughed, shaking your head before crashing your lips against hers again, much stronger this time. Her tongue slid into your mouth eagerly, wrestling with yours as you began to run your hands up along the curves of her waist. Her own hands were sliding into your hair, gripping and tugging at the nape.

Suddenly, the alarm on your phone went off. You groaned, pulling away from her to silence it. “Well, I guess our time is up.” you sighed, reaching for the door knob.

She hastily grabbed your wrist, making you freeze. “Y/N, can I ask you for something?” she inquired.

“Anything, birthday girl.” you smirked.

She seemed nervous all of a sudden, brushing some of her hair behind her ear. “Could you… could you please put your fingers inside of me?”

Your jaw dropped open in shock. Wendy was always so shy and reserved, at least when it came to you. You never in a million years expected her to initiate something so dirty.

“I’m sorry, I know that’s too much. God I really ruined this didn’t I- ah!” she ended her thought, clasping a hand over her mouth to contain her moans. You had slid a hand up her skirt and began rubbing the pad of your thumb in circles against her clothed clit.

“Well of course I can, since you asked so nicely.” you practically purred into her ear, pressing her up against the wall. “Gosh, you’re so wet already, this won’t take long at all. I’ll just set another timer real quick. I mean, it’s only seven minutes right? How much could happen?”

Joy:

“Oh come on Y/N, it’ll be fun!” your girlfriend whined, tugging on your arm. She had just come back from a bachelorette party where she had won a dice game of NSFW truth or dare, and she really wanted to try it out.

“It just seems kind of silly Joy…” you chuckled, looking at the box that had tons of cartoon kisses and hearts all over it.

“Please honey? Don’t you want to play with me?” she asked, running a manicured hand over your chest and looking up at you with huge doe eyes. She was pushing her chest forward, cleavage on full display in her tight black dress that hugged her hips and waist, leading down to her long legs clad in sheer black tights, and ending with her highest black red bottomed heels. She was absolutely irresistible right now.

“Okay honey, we can play.” you gulped, shaking your head to regain your composure.

She squealed, then opened the box excitedly. The game was pretty simple. You would each take turns rolling the dice, which would either give you a truth or a dare. Then, you’d pick a card from whatever category you rolled which would tell you what to confess or do.

“I’ll go first.” she declared, rolling the dice. “Dare!” she exclaimed, drawing her first card. She cleared her throat before reading it out loud. “‘Put on your sexiest lingerie.’ Well, that’s easy, I already have it on.” she giggled, standing up. She unzipped her dress and slid it off down her legs, revealing the black lace teddy and garter set you had bought her for valentine’s day.

Your eyes went wide at the sight. Other than the lingerie, the only other thing she was wearing was a choker. If you weren’t turned on before, you certainly were now. Her ample breasts and perky butt looked ungodly good in that set.

“Y/N? It’s your turn.” she chuckled, waving a hand in front of your face.

“Right!” you exclaimed, reaching for the dice. “Truth.” you announced before grabbing a card. “Let’s see… ‘what’s one thing you’ve always wanted to try but never suggested to your partner?’” you set the card down, thinking to yourself for a moment. You bit your lip hesitantly.

“Come on baby, you can tell me. I won’t judge.” your girlfriend reassured you, grabbing your hand.

You looked up at her. Her smile was so warm and comforting, and her eyes were sparkling with intrigue. You exhaled, then sat up. “Well, I know you like to get off with your vibrator… I was wondering if, well, you’d let me use it on you?”

Her lips curled up into a devilish grin. “Oh yes, you can absolutely try that on me baby. Wanna do it now?”

You nodded eagerly. She snickered at your actions, then got up to get her vibrator out of her dresser. Once she had retrieved it, she laid down between your legs, back flush against your chest. “I’m all yours honey.”

You turnt on the vibrator and began running it lightly along her slit. The only thing separating her core from the device was the thin layer of black lace decorating the teddy she was wearing. Her head fell back into the crook of your neck. You glanced down at her pale exposed skin, and impulsively began nipping and sucking at her neck. You knew it was one of her weak points.

“Oh shit, honey…” she moaned, pushing her hips forward to get more friction from the vibrator. “You’re gonna give me a hickey!”

“I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you honey?” you teased with a cynical chuckle into her ear. “You just love getting marked up by your master, don’t you?”

She nodded frantically, grabbing your wrist to press the device further against her core. You swatted her hand away, then placed it on her chest. “Let me take my time. Get those pretty titties out for me.”

She huffed in frustration, but did as you asked, sliding down the straps of the teddy to fold over the cups, revealing her breasts.

“Oh, look how pretty you are…” you growled, groping one with your free hand.

“Please honey, let me c- ah!” she was cut off by you tearing the vibrator away from her core.

“Hey, you know what my name is baby.” you said sternly, waving the device back and forth as if shaking your finger at her.

“I’m sorry master! Please, please, I need to cum!” she pleaded, tears prickling at her eyes.

“Okay, but you need to be a good girl for me, okay?” you instructed.

“I will, I promise!” she cried, laying back against your chest.

“Alright. Strip down for me and we’ll keep going. Get the dice.”

“You mean you want to keep playing while getting me off?” she asked, perplexed at your boldness.

“Oh come on, you were the one who wanted to play so badly. I know you can take it.” you praised, putting the vibrator back against her clit as soon as she was nude. She had no idea what she was getting into by winning this game. Well, maybe she did. But was she disappointed? Hell no.

Yeri:

You didn’t know how Yeri convinced you to come to a sleepover at Nayeon’s, but here you were. You hadn’t been to a sleepover since you were 16. You forgot how tiring they were, and decided to take a quick power nap in Nayeon’s guest room. Yeri, Nayeon, Sana, Chuu, and Suhyun all pouted jokingly when you left, but told you to sleep well and rejoin them when you were reenergized.

After a half hour or so, you felt well rested enough to rejoin the party. As you were walking down the hall, you heard something that made you stop dead in your tracks.

“We should play truth or dare!” Nayeon proclaimed. You could hear in her voice that the girls had busted out a bottle of wine shortly after you left. Go figure.

“That’s a great idea!” Chuu agreed enthusiastically, clunking her class down on the table.

“Ugh, didn’t we do this at the last sleepover?” you heard Yeri ask.

Your ears perked up at the sound of her voice. You hadn’t told anyone, because you knew none of the girls could keep a secret, but you had a massive crush on her. No one knew you were awake yet anyway, so what would be the harm in eavesdropping a little bit?

“Yeah, but we didn’t get to ask any juicy questions then!” Sana whined. “We just talked about our lame feelings and stuff.”

“Yeah come on Yeri, it’ll be fun.” Suhyun debated.

“Fine, let’s do it. This is what i get for being the only sober one tonight.” Yeri grumbled. “I wish Y/N was here so I wouldn’t be stuck with all you drunkards.”

You blushed and smiled at the floor at her mention of your name. Part of you wanted to go out there and comfort her, but you were too far into this eavesdropping mission to drop it now.

“Well since you’re so thrilled, how about you go first Yerim?” Nayeon teased. “Truth or dare?”

“Truth.” Yeri grumbled.

“BORING!” Chuu chanted, cupping her hands around her mouth.

“Yeah Yeri, don’t be a stick in the mud.” Sana pleaded, tugging on her arm.

“Fine! Give me a stupid dare!” Yeri huffed, throwing her hands up in surrender.

Nayeon smirked evilly. “I dare you to go into the guest room and wake up Y/N with a kiss.”

Your heart stopped. You couldn’t see her, but you knew Yeri was frozen too.

“… are you serious?” she asked meekly. Nayeon must have nodded, because everyone else erupted into applause.

“This is your chance to finally make a move on them!” Suhyun said, encouragingly patting her on the back.

“While they’re asleep? Guys that’s creepy.” Yeri replied nervously.

“Oh come on Yeri, just a little peck on the lips!” Nayeon compromised. “You’ve had a crush on them for MONTHS now. We all know they like you back. Someone has to get the ball rolling.

Your breath hitched in your throat. Yeri liked you? And the girls knew you liked her back? Perhaps they were smarter than you thought.

There was a moment of silence before Yeri slapped her hands on her thighs. “Alright,” she said, “I’ll do it.”

You sprinted back to the guest room with the lightest footsteps you could possibly manage, doing a swift tiptoe run as sound of the girls cheering drowned out behind you. You quickly darted back under the covers and resumed your sleeping position.

You got comfortable just as Yeri clicked open the bedroom door, peering in to see if you were still asleep. You heard her footsteps padding closer to you, until the mattress next to you sunk down a bit.

“Y/N?” she asked quietly, “Are you awake?”

You gave no response.

“Alright, well, here goes…” she sighed, grabbing your shoulders lightly. Once you felt her weight pressing down on you to lean in and kiss you, you sprung up and met her halfway, clamping a hand behind her neck to deepen the kiss.

She pulled back in shock. “Y/N? You’re awake?” she questioned.

You clicked on the bedside lamp so you could see each other. “I like you too Yeri.”

It suddenly clicked in her head that you must have heard her conversation with the girls. She open-mouth laughed at you, feigning disbelief.

“You’re such a little eavesdropper!” she scolded, poking at your sides playfully.

“Shut up and kiss me again.” you demanded, pulling her back down.

Her hips shifted to straddle you as your lips met once again, slowly and softly at first but getting rougher and deeper by the second. Her tongue hesitantly entered your mouth as if asking for permission. You hooked your own tongue right under it, granting her that permission. Now more confident in your intimacy, she began rolling her hips over your core. You matched her rhythm and pushed your hips up for more friction.

She was wearing a thin cotton nightgown, so thin that you could see her hardened nipples pressing against the fabric. You brought a hand up her thigh and trailed your way up to her chest hesitantly.

“You can touch me, Y/N.” she reassured, grabbing your hand and placing it over her breast.

You cupped it and rolled her nipple between your fingers, making her moan at the sensation.

“Do you want them in your mouth?” she asked suddenly.

Your eyes widened. “Well yes, but you don’t have to-“

She cut you off by whipping the nightgown off and over her head, tossing it to the side quickly. Now just clad in a simple pair of white cotton panties, she moved further up your body until her chest was hovering over your face.

It was hard to think logically when the hottest girl you knew was practically naked on top of you, positioning her plump breast towards your lips. You lost all reserve, and took her nipple in your mouth to begin sucking on it.

“Fuck, Y/N…” she groaned, eyelids fluttering shut. Her hips began rutting against your abdomen, obviously trying to get off.

You could feel your own arousal leaking through your pants, but your main focus was pleasuring Yeri. You lifted your hand up to grope the breast you weren’t currently suckling on, flicking the nipple lightly.

“Y/N, please…” she begged, “I need more.”

You released her nipple from your lips, making a “pop” sound. You looked up at her with bright eyes. “Can I taste you then?”

She nodded, and in an instant, you sprung up and pinned her to the mattress underneath you. Now on top, you began trailing kisses down her abdomen until you reached her panties. You tugged them down with your teeth, then dove straight for her clit with a flat tongue. She cried out as soon as the contact was made.

You were interrupted by the sudden opening of the bedroom door.

“Hey are you guys alright in here? I heard screaming and, OH MY GOD!” Nayeon screeched, slapping her hands over her eyes.

“Nayeon!” you both yelled out, scrambling to cover Yeri’s naked body.

“Nope, it’s my fault!” the older girl sighed, turning around. “I should’ve knocked. Continue.”

She shut the door behind you and sprinted down the hall. “Guys! Guys! Y/N was totally just giving Yeri head! Our plan worked!” you heard her chant, causing all the girls to cheer.

Yeri slapped a palm to her forehead. “Why do we have to have such stupid friends?”

“Yeah, but I’m gonna have to thank them one day.” you chuckled, taking her hand. “But since we were interrupted anyway, I think we should go on a few dates before this goes any further. Not that I didn’t love all of it, trust me, I did.”

She giggled, rubbing her thumb along the back of your hand. “I agree. I really loved it too, but I didn’t want this to just be a hookup. I really like you.”

You nodded understandingly. “Great, that’s settled. Now let’s go face our nosy, idiot friends.”

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alcoholfreenayeon · 10 months ago

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Wendy headcannons(SFW & NSFW)

Wendy Girlfriend HCs

SWF HCs

The type of girl people started wars over in ancient times.

She feels you are too protective of her but you tell her that she’s too precious for you not to be.

She likes to help you with your skincare routine, recommending various products, helping you use them etc.

She makes playlists for you and to your astonishment, each time you absolutely love every song in it.

She absolutely hates any sort of disagreement between the two of you.

She makes amazing desserts and it’s come to the point where you cannot end dinner without eating something delicious that she made. She makes especially good cakes.

She likes to lean on you whenever you are close to her. Though she does expect you to wrap your hands around her while she does so or else she’ll pout and pull away.

She always accuses you of cheating when the two of you play games together. It’s because regardless of whether it’s a board or card game or a video game, Wendy always ends up getting the worst possible outcomes. She doesn’t understand how she gets unlucky every time.

She loves to hear you laugh and always tries her best to make you giggle uncontrollably.

Always the little spoon, she loves to be in your arms, snuggling and whispering cute stuff.

NSFW HCs

You would be surprised by spicy things can get with Wendy.

She’s pretty much a switch, topping or bottoming depending on how you feel.

You didn’t realize until you experienced it but singing was probably her worst oral skill compared to her other….talents

Always eager to make out with you.

She always has a slight blush whenever you two do anything more than kissing.

She’s extremely sensitive and it doesn’t take too much to make her cum.

Despite being a main vocalist, she’s surprisingly quiet in bed. She more often whimpers and gasps, squirming helplessly even than outrightly moaning.

She likes it when you bite her and also likes to be gently choked.

Loves to dress up for sex, always eager to try on different lingerie, dresses or costumes.

She also likes to read erotic novels and literature, it always gets her in the mood so anytime she seems really horny out of the blue, you chalk it down to her reading something.

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purecantarella · 2 years ago

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Red Velvet Reaction : Almost First Kiss

i thought to do this on a whim and i think it'd be rather cute so i hope you all enjoy!! i do base everything on the first meeting so if there are bits of confusion you can read it but its not necessarily needed red velvet members x reader disclaimer/s : a few curses but in terms of content we're good. fluffy and angsty content, wbk.

Bae Joohyun / Irene

Social cues weren’t exactly the oldest member of Red Velvet’s specialty. Of course she was intelligent and very aware of her own social image when it came to her idol persona. But she was still often lost when it came to relating to others.

You loved that about her, but also it made being her girlfriend an uphill battle.

Like during your first getaway as an official couple. It had been a perfect night, you and her having a quiet night going from food stall to food stall. Her dietary restrictions shot to hell with her wrapped in your arm as you walked by the cool ocean.

Once she was feeling tired of walking, you halted and placed your overcoat on the sandy beach. Irene felt a rush of heat flood her cheeks as you plopped down and opened your arm to her with a loving and warm smile on your lips. The crashing of the waves against the shore relaxed the singer to no ends, your warmth only adding to the sensation.

“I think you needed this, with all the performances and dealing with the girls,” Irene giggled beside you as you imply her members are more mischief than their worth. “You haven’t had much time to unwind and be yourself.” You place your lips on the crown of her head.

Irene says nothing for a moment, only moving to wrap her arms around your waist. “All of that was fine…” She whispers quietly before shyly pressing her nose into your neck. “I just hated being away from you.” You smile and pull her closer to you as the night moves in front of the both of you, enjoying the calm it brought.

Irene soaks in the moment, bliss was the only thing on her mind. You on the other hand, can’t you’re your eyes off her lips, wondering just how they would feel against yours. If when you two did kiss would it be warm like she’d always imagined or if when she smiled you would too. You breathe a shaky breath before you clear your throat and pull away slightly, much to your girlfriend’s dismay. Evident by the complainant whines.

Unable to hide the smile on your face, you lift your hand, brushing the stray hairs from her face. The charming smile on her face only makes your heart soar even higher than it already had. “You are the most amazing and perfect person I’ve ever come to know, and I’m so glad you chose me out of everyone who came your way.” You gush making the older woman smile even brighter.

Before you can lean in or do much of anything, something shoots up from a distance, illuminating the sky with a series of brightly colored lights. You both gasp and your quick to cover her ears from the sound. You look back down at her, the serenity of the moment shattered, but the childlike glee on her face makes you forget anything else.

“Look at that, N/n!” She says with an unbridled sense of joy. You feel a sense of hope, maybe you could salvage this. But once again, the mood is ruined as she squeals in shock and fear from another firework shooting up in the sky. You smile and shake your head, covering her ears further and pulling her closer. “I’ve got you, Joohyun.”

It wasn’t long until you both made your way back to the hotel, Irene needing some rest after the long day of walking around and spending time together. While you went into the bathroom to take a shower, Irene excitedly told her members about your day spent together as a couple.

“Then there were literal fireworks! It was magical and Y/n…” She sighs dreamily, “Y/n was absolutely amazing. Gosh I’ve never felt this way before…” Yeri giggles and takes the phone from where it was propped up in the kitchen. “Oooohh, somebody’s in loooove!” She teases in a childish manner. Irene blushes and rolls her eyes before the phone is snatched from the youngest member.

“Wait. Did you two kiss?” Seulgi asks with a teasing smile. But Irene’s expression quickly shifts into one of confusion. “…No…? Did she want to kiss me?”

There’s a silence before a loud whine comes from the phone, most definitely from Wendy. Snatching the phone from Seulgi, the vocalist was now the focus of the camera. “How could you have not wanted to kiss her?!” She pauses to laugh ridiculously. “The ocean, what she said, the serendipitous fireworks?! It was straight out of a movie, unnie!”

The realization of the romance of the moment suddenly dawns on Irene and she feels the need to smack herself in the head. “Shit.” Irene mumbles, amusing her members on the phone.

“You really are clueless, aren’t you unnie?”

Kang Seulgi

Seulgi liked you, a lot. But more than that, she liked getting involved with your life, friends and family, and most of all, your work. Popping into your bakeshop so much that patrons thought she was the manager, thankfully they weren’t aware of her identity or fame.

Her days off were spent there, tirelessly watching you in amazement and adoration. Today was no different. You began frosting the tops of your order’s cupcakes when you realize your girlfriend’s subtle gaze. You giggle to yourself before shooting her a playful glare. “Stare at me any longer and I’ll have to ask you to pay a fine.”

Seulgi merely smiles and props her cheeks up on her own hands as she continues to stare at you lovingly. “I’d happily pay millions to see that smile every day.” You roll your eyes before placing the piping bag down and motioned for her to come close. She stands upright and places a hand on her chest, feigning confusion to which you laugh and beckon her to hurry.

"If you're going to be here as often as you are, you can at least help." You complain jokingly. She looks at you nervously before tentatively picking up the bag filled with icing. You watch, holding back laughter, as she sloppily iced the top of your cupcakes. Feeling a twinge of guilt when you hear Seulgi wince when she squeezed the bag too hard.

Quickly and carefully, you take her hands in yours, guiding her movements in a fluid motion. Your lips press gently against the shell of her ear, innocently whispering, "Take it slow, there's no need to rush it."

Your girlfriend blushes and silently follows your movements until there's a clean swirl atop the pastry, confidence from moments ago melted away. She turns to face you and is flustered to see you as close as you were.

Only a mere breathe away.

Seulgi looks down at your lips, the light sheen from your lipgloss and the scent of cherry made her head spin. Her eyes look for yours, which are glued to the cupcakes bellow the both of you. The warmth of your radiant smile and general body heat made the dancer even more flustered.

Realizing she hadn't spoken since you stepped in to help, you refocus your attention to Seulgi. Your smile brightens as you watch her gazing at you, so flustered and so cute. You lean in to brush your nose against hers.

"There you go again with the staring, Seul." Your girlfriend smiles as she inches closer, until your noses are pressed against one another. Her eyes find yours as yours watch her lips.

Before your lips can really connect, the bell of the bakeshop rings out, your client's voice pulls you both out of the moment, "Y/n? Are the cupcakes ready?"

Your eyes widen before panic runs through your veins. You pull away from the dancer to prepare the boxes. "They'll be out in a few! I'm sorry for the wait."

Once again, Seulgi watches as you dash around the kitchen with admiration oozing from her eyes. She continues to ice the cupcakes beside her carefully. Her mind lost in imagining what your real first kiss will be like.

(you and me both seul)

Son Seungwan / Wendy

"You've been hauled up in here for days..." Wendy mused as she leaned against the doorframe of your office. Your head shot up and your glasses fell down the bridge of your nose. A low laugh falls from the singer's lips as she approaches you. "Were you really not going to pay me a visit?"

You chuckle, staring hopelessly at your laptop. The draft of your unedited chapter staring at you, taunting you for it being left uncompleted for as long as it has. Your attention is pulled from the semi-blank page when Wendy plucks your eyeglasses from your face.

The singer pouts before propping her head on her hand, staring up at you with soft puppy dog eyes. "Can't you take a break? Even for a few minutes?"

You chuckle softly before taking her free hand in yours, "Editors want these chapters by the end of the week." Squeezing her hand in yours apologetically, you look down back at your screen. Much to Wendy's dismay.

Half an hour flies by, inspiration slipping away from you, but Wendy only sat there, either on her phone or roaming around your office. Patiently waiting for your attention like a pup. You look at the time on your screen, a flourish of guilt building in the pit of your stomach. You wanted to give her as much attention as she needed.

You breathe a soft sigh, before pushing yourself out of your desk, catching your girlfriend's attention. Her eyes brighten as you smile up at her, "I could use a break. After all who better to spend my day with than my muse." You stand and walk over to Wendy, who can barely contain her joy of being called your muse.

You place a soft kiss on her temple before wrapping your arm around her, pulling her into you. She smiles up at you and begins to ramble on about the things she wants to do with you, your mind wrapped around the look of her lips as she does.

Realizing that you were zoning out, she places a hand on your cheek, thumb brushing your cheekbone gently as she stared up at you with adoration and love in her eyes. Your heart felt like it would combust in your chest.

"You alright?" The singer asks, her English accent sending another wave of bliss over your body. You're unable to say anything or hide the smile that creeps up on your lips. You place your hand on hers, leaning into her touch.

Then a stroke of genius hits you.

Your eyes burst open and you abruptly pull away, and laugh madly to yourself. "That's it! That's what I've been trying to find." You plop yourself back into your desk chair and begin typing madly, the blank page filling almost instantly. You smile up at her proudly, seeing only a look of confusion on her face.

You smile even brighter, "Go get ready, baby. We're going out tonight, and we'll do everything you want and more." She approaches with a warm expression, one that only overflows your heart at this point. "I just need to send this over to my editor..." You pause, reaching over the desk, caressing her cheek lovingly.

"I really would be lost without my muse." Wendy merely blushes and turns a heel before skipping happily over to your closet in hopes to find some clothes she'd left at your house while you excitedly type an email to your editors.

All the while, you can't stop thinking about Wendy and just how much you were going to kiss her later that night.

Park Sooyoung / Joy

Three months more of absolute torture and Joy still couldn't fine it in her heart to break-up with her boyfriend. Each time she tried she was met with immense guilt or something got in the way before she could end it with him.

None of that irritation could really make up for you though.

You were somehow more and more insufferable every time Joy saw you. A cocky smirk, a passing snide comment, and on the rare occasion, flirtatious actions that made the singer question her own morals. You were an absolute pain in the ass, but she couldn't get enough of you.

"Are you actually going to do it this time or are you going to chicken out like you did last week?" Irene chastised over the phone as Joy pushed her way into her soon-to-be ex-boyfriend's apartment. She scoffs at her leader's sarcasm, "After last nights 'date' I don't think I can stand another minute dating him, unnie. It has to end today."

The conversation doesn't last for too long after that given Joy needed to ride the elevator up. Her mind raced at what she was going to say to him, what he would feel. Another pang of guilt rings in her chest as the rickety steel doors open for her. Walking in, she presses the floor number and leans back on the metal frame before pulling out her phone again to feed her boredom.

As the doors begin to close a hand thrusts itself through the metal, making Joy squeal in terror. Only for the doors to slide open to reveal you, grinning proudly at the chaos you'd ensued. "Hey there, pretty girl." You pause, taking an almost playful step into the elevator with her, "I like you screaming like that, you should do it more often in front of me." You tease, the shit-eating smile still very present on your face.

It pissed Joy off to no end. She had no idea why though.

She crossed her arms and forces herself not to look at you. From the corner of her eye though she sees you looking at her shamelessly, grin still prominent on your face. Joy looks over at you, eyes dripping with frustration. "Are you just going to stare at me the entire time?"

You laugh and push yourself from the metal railing of the elevator, "I could do much more if that's what you're asking me, Joy." You tease, her name slipping from your lips in the most irritatingly attractive way she could imagine.

"Please, like you could." The singer snaps, only goating you on. You laugh heartily before leaning uncomfortably close to her. She remembers how you did something similar the night you first met her and her heart rushes as the smell of your earthy perfume reaches her nose. Your smile falls, a sense of seriousness looming over your expression.

The foreign expression on your face makes her nervous. You press your lips firmly together. She watches as your eyes fall from hers to look down at her lips. "I've told you before, Joy." You pause, your voice firm, "Don't test me. I might not be able to control myself."

You inch closer, testing the waters. Joy was conflicted, you were so annoying to her but she couldn't help but wonder how your lips would feel against hers.

A sort of magnitism she figures.

"You're trouble." Joy whispers before a small smile etches on her lips. You mirror her expression, leaning in closer. "So I've been told."

You hesitate as her breathe hitches. Your eyes find hers, desperately looking for an answer to the questions you had from the moment you first laid eyes on her.

Slowly, but with conviction, she nods, giving you the go ahead. Before your lips can meet though, the elevator dings pleasantly as the doors slide open. Your brother standing on the other end of the steel frame, eyes down on his phone as Joy squeaks and you jump away quickly.

Your brother looks up and smiles, "Joy! Y/n! You two just get here?"

Joy sputters as you simply stare at him, ashamed of yourself. Guilt reeks from you as you laugh awkwardly. "Yeah, I saw Joy a couple blocks down and decided to drive her here. Make sure she's safe." You rush out before stepping out of the suddenly hot metal box.

Your brother quirks a curious brow before you usher him to his unit, "Give me a second, I left something in the car, I'll be right back, oppa."

Not thinking much of it, he shrugs and walks to his unit, leaving you and Joy alone again. You breathe a sigh of relief as Joy laughs nervously. "I guess that was a close call, huh?"

You don't speak. Only brushing past her gently. You hold the elevator doors open as Joy turns to speak flustered. "I uh...look I didn't mean for things to get too far and I hope you don't think badly of me-"

You cut her off, all brightness in your voice instantly evaporated. "It was just as much my fault. Don't worry about it." You pause before looking her sternly in the eye. "If you don't want to be with my brother. I suggest you make that obvious to him."

"I-"

"And until you've figured that out...I think it's best I don't show my face." Joy hesitates at your words but she hears a slight tremble in your voice. "I would have never done this to my brother but you...you have some sort of pull on me, Joy. And I can't stop myself around you."

In attempts to lighten the mood, Joy whispers, "Bad girl has a heart?"

You laugh bitterly before reaching out to caress Joy's face, bringing her an odd sense of comfort. One she'd never felt with her boyfriend. You bite your lower lip and look down, "Go back to your boyfriend, Joy." Pulling your hand back, and locking eyes with her as the doors shut.

"Bye Joy."

The door closes and Joy takes a moment to recollect herself as she finds herself in front of her boyfriend...your brother. He looks over his shoulder with a warm and kind smile. Upon seeing her confused face, he approaches her and places his hand on her cheek.

It was cold and foreign to her. Her mind races, wondering why she ever got together with him in the first place when you were there, just waiting for her. You could be everything she'd ever needed.

"Are you alright, sweetie?" His voice breaks her focus, and she sees his warm smile...the innocence in his eyes. She smiles up and shakes her head. "Just a little tired."

All the while you sit in your car for a couple minutes, hoping she'd walk out of the elevator and come looking for you. You close your eyes and breathe out your disappointment.

"That's karma for you, N/n..." You whisper to yourself as you start your car and drive off.

Kim Yerim / Yeri

You felt her eyes on you the entire evening, at first it was rather flattering. But then as the night wore on, you began being worried and a little insecure about yourself.

Finally having enough of it, you look over to your girlfriend with a exasperated expression. Yeri's taken aback and begins to flush as you look at her. You chuckle at her expression before reaching for the TV remote, pausing the movie on screen.

Adjusting yourself to face her better, you lean on your shoulder as you smile at her sheepishly. "Everything alright on that side of the world?" You ask jokingly, making her giggle and shuffle towards you.

You can tell she's thinking hard and it's bugging her. "Hey..." You pause, placing your hand on hers, weaving your fingers into hers, squeezing and offering her a bit of comfort. "What's wrong?"

Yeri hesitates, jolting forward but pulling back. Her member's words reverberating in her head.

Earlier in the week, her members and her were enjoying a break from their rehearsals. While they drank water and picked up some light snacks, the youngest member immediately pulled her phone out and giggled to herself. Her member's stare at her curiously before she waves them off, "Y/n just sent me a funny picture of her when she was younger."

Wendy and Irene share a look as Joy and Seulgi giggle to themselves, playfully kissing the air to tease the young woman. She simply rolls her eyes and continues to type away at her phone and smiles so brightly. It makes her groupmate's hearts melt.

"So just how serious are you and Y/n?" Irene asks, motherly instincts kicking in. Yeri flushes a deep red before putting her phone away, playing with the case. "I don't know exactly...I like her though." Unable to repress her smile, she shyly turns on her own axis, "I really like her."

Before any of them could tease her though, she began, "But..." The girls watch her intently. Wordlessly, she lifts her hand up to her lips. A chorus of gasps pull from the girls's lips before a barrage of questions flow between the five women.

Suddenly feeling the pressure to show you her affection, Yeri decides to text you asking if you want to sleep over soon.

Back in the moment, she hesitates and practically rocks back and forth. You watch her eyes, gazing down at your lips. You smile and raise her hand to your mouth, placing a delicate kiss over her soft knuckles. One on each finger before you stare up at her with a warm smile.

"There's no rush Yerim...It can wait." You pull her closer, wrapping your arms around her shoulders, leaving feather light kisses over her shoulder, the corner of her jaw, "I can wait, alright? I like you a lot, and I want our firsts to be special...not out of compliance."

Yeri pulls away and smiles at you, shifting to leave a lingering kiss on your ever redenning cheek. "You're a gem, N/n..."

The smile on your face brightens before she curls up into your lap, grabbing the remote from you to play the movie from the beginning. In spite of your complaints, you settle down quickly and pull her impossibly closer, savoring the feeling of the young woman in your arms.

why did joy's come out the longest ? HAHAHAHA i hope you all enjoyed!! i love you all and see you all vv soon!! byeeee 💖 oh and if there are any filo fans here who are going to the itzy or mamamoo or blackpink concerts in the Philippines, let me know and we can meet up maybe. - r

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The Toddler || Red Velvet

♡ Member: OT5 x 6th member*Femreader

♡ Theme: Comedy, low-key mystery?

♡ Warning: Doesn't take place in recent time? More like somewhere between 2018 - 2019

♡ Description: Yeri's turned into a toddler. Yup, a toddler, and turned into an absolutely terrible one at that(at least her adorableness makes up for it). But now you and your members have to spend an entire day taking care of this puppy-sized demon, keep her out of trouble and try not to go insane as you all figure out how to turn her back to her old self.

Word count: 9.4k

(Very unserious)

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"Y/N-AH! COME HERE! QUICKLY!"

Being rudely awoken out of your early morning slumber by the sudden call, you lazily rub the sleep from your eyes and stretch out your back with a strained yawn before sitting up from your bed. You glance around the dark and empty room groggily, your eyes barely adjusted to the dark lighting so it takes a few seconds longer for you to notice the two vacant beds where you were expecting to see Irene and Seulgi taking their rest in, though, they're nowhere to be seen.

You slightly frown in confusion at their disappearance, but you quickly shrug it off, knowing your energy's too low and your curiosity isn't piqued enough to care about them or their whereabouts as your only main focus right now is figuring out who called out for you and why they thought it was okay to disrupt you amidst your blissful dreams.

Slipping on your house shoes and muttering frustrated curses under your breath, you leisurely make your exit out of the bedroom and follow where you heard the earlier voice.

As you drag your feet further into the living room you roll your eyes almost instantly, your eyes landing on the huddled group of your members standing near the couch. None of them pay any notice to you as you approach them closer, and they continue to hold their heads down, silently staring at whatever lies in the center of their circle. Oh god.. What did they do this time? (You and your members are always finding yourselves doing stupid things and getting yourselves in some kind of trouble so it wouldn't be any surprise to you if they've dug themselves into another situation. But you don't have a single clue as to what mess these five could've possibly gotten themselves into at this time of hour..)

"It's too early for thisss.." you drag out in a whiny groan, still cranky from the disruption of your morning rest. "What going on? Who called out for me? And why are you all huddled around like that? What are you looking at— I— Uh— Y-Yeri?"

Nothing, and you mean absolutely nothing could've prepared you for what your eyes would lay on as you pushed between Joy and Irene to investigate what had stolen everyone's attention.

You thought at worst that maybe it would've been a dead bug or rodent, a broken dish or a leak from upstairs. Maybe they were just holding some sort of ritual, or maybe they were playing some annoying game that involved them huddling around each other creepily while calling you out of your sleep at four in the morning to purposely get you all cranky.

Well no. It was none of those. Not even close.

"Yes.. that's Yeri," Irene mutters back absentmindedly, continuing to stare down with a look of disbelief.

You're definitely wide awake now and you blink your eyes rapidly as your vision makes shape of the now toddler form of your youngest member who's looking up, giving you all a look that shows she's just as confused as you are.

Yeri's a toddler now?!

No— This can't be! This isn't real! This has to be some sort of dream!

You pinch yourself once, then twice, and even a third time, yet nothing in front of you changes.. there isn't a white void spreading around the room.. and the world around you doesn't seem to be shrinking or getting any smaller either..

Welp, you're not dreaming.

You crinkle your nose and squint your eyes as you observe the child with a more intense look of scrutiny; from the large, doll-like eyes sheltered behind her wispy lashes to the distinct mole in the center of her nose down to the soft curve of her Cupid's bow this little girl is quite literally identical to the Yeri you all know and love and there's no room to try and deny it.

"This is a prank.. right? Or are we collectively hallucinating the same thing right now and going insane?"

"Not at all.." Wendy mutters, slowly shaking her head.

"Unless you count me being woken up to that child sleeping all up under me and snoring in my ear, not seeing Yeri in her bed or anywhere in the dorm even though all of her belongings including her phone which you know she'd never leave alone were still there, every time I called out for Yeri that child would respond or the fact that she's literally wearing the exact heart print pajama set Yeri wore to bed a hallucination.." Joy grumbles all at once.

"Joy had called everyone to the living room, and once me and Joohyun came in here to see what Joy was fussing about, that's when we saw this toddler, but when we tried to speak to her she wouldn't say a word to us and has just been staring at us like.. that.. since. So we've all just been staring back at her. I think she might be scared." Seulgi adds.

"Oh?.." You scrunch your eyebrows. Well, of course, a child is more than likely going to be terrified if five women double their size who they don't know are surrounding them while they all silently stare down at them. Anyone would be.

You take a step closer to the toddler. "So, you guys are certain, 100% positive that this is Yeri and not some random child who broke into our dorm?"

Everyone nods quietly.

You have so.. so many questions that probably won't get answered, but for right now you just need to figure out how much this supposed Yeri truly knows.

You squat down to the little girl's level, letting your chin rest in your palms as you speak in a gentle, more inviting tone. "Yeri?"

She's responsive to your call, spinning her entire body around to face you and tilting her head, indicating that she's listening.

"Do you know who I am? Who any of us are?"

She stays silent for a couple of seconds, still staring at you with a deadpan expression before poking a finger at your chest with a cheesy grin. "Y/N-ie!"

Your eyes widen and you slightly jump, taken aback by the abruptness of the change in her energy and the unexpected poke. "Uh—Yes! That's right! I am Y/N! Who's she?" Your pointer finger leads in Seulgi's direction.

She follows your finger, her eyes lighting up once she spots Seulgi. "It's Seulgi!" she exclaims, hopping up and down as she claps.

Seulgi clutches her mouth, blushing and cheesing hard into her palm with a tiny squeal, the little one's smile instantly melting her heart. "Ack! She's so cute?!"

The rest of your members utter small noises of awe at the toddler's adorableness and quickly kneel around her, asking all at once to see if she also knows their names. Along with that, they completely just overwhelm her with a bunch of random questions that they know only Yeri could answer right.

Despite the absolute pressure you'd expect the little one to be facing from all of these bombarding questions, she answers every last one of your inquiries correctly without a single stutter or moment of hesitation. And with everything that was needed answered, you all also find out that she even remembers that she's a singer and that you're all together in the girl group Red Velvet.

So it's confirmed. Somehow, in some odd, surreal way, the adorable toddler standing amongst you all is 100% without a doubt your Yeri.

The only error in this discovery is that she doesn't realize or believe that she's supposed to be an adult. No matter how many times you all try to explain to her that she was a twenty-year-old just five hours ago, she's still not comprehending that she's "changed" and keeps insisting to you all that she's only three.

And despite Yeri being able to remember every aspect of her idol life, you also realize that she for some reason doesn't envision any of those memories of herself being in her adult form, which would mean that whatever memories she holds from performing on stage, attending shows or just being with you guys, you're all still the same you, the same age, but Yeri would remember herself as her three-year-old self, maybe even younger—five adults and a three-year-old all in a girl group together, sharing a dorm and casually hanging out with each other.

Yeah, that kinda isn't clicking or sitting right with any of you.

"So Yeri, do you remember what you did before you went to bed last night?" you ask, idly twirling the curls of her hair around your finger.

"I watched a movie and drank hot chockie and went to sleep!"

You furrow your eyebrows. "Oh, uh.. is that it? You didn't do anything else? Nothing weird or unexpected happened?"

Yeri shakes her head in forceful sways, her hair swinging all around dramatically. You look up at your members and purse your lips. "Well.. that didn't give us any help."

"Guys, should we tell someone about Yeri?.." Wendy suddenly asks, but Irene disapproves of the idea almost immediately, aggressively shaking her head. "Are you crazy? That's just going to create a bunch of unnecessary panic and chaos, and that's the last thing we want.

It's our day off and none of us have anything important to do. We'll have enough time before the end of the day to research and find an explanation and solution for what happened to Yeri."

"Wait— Guys, maybe there was something in the hot chocolate that changed her?" Seulgi suggests.

"What? No— It couldn't have!" Joy quickly dismisses. "Me and Joohyun also drank some last night but obviously you can see that we're not toddlers."

"I mean, we don't know that for sure.." Wendy buts in, a teasing grin curving her lips, "Just because you two aren't toddlers now doesn't necessarily mean you still don't have a chance of turning into one later. It's probably going in order from youngest to oldest and since Yeri's the youngest that means you're up next."

Joy cringes and scoffs at Wendy's theory, forcefully shoving her shoulder. "Eughh, shut up! I'm not turning into a toddler!"

"Yeah, you are!"

Joy and Wendy begin to go back and forth with each other, arguing whether or not if Joy's going to turn into a toddler soon.

"Guys, enough!" Irene scolds, immediately pulling Wendy and Joy out of their petty argument, "Can we try to get back serious? We still have an entire child right here who needs to be taken care of!"

You nod along to Irene's words, "Yeah, so while we try to figure out how to turn Yeri back or why she even turned in the first place we also need to figure out what to do with her and how to take care of her."

Everyone nods and hums, but it seems Joy must've had a different idea in mind of what she had intended to spend her time doing as she looks at you all with a grimace and down at her phone, checking the time. "Uhm.. it's 5 am on a Sunday, also my day off, and I'm kinda tired and didn't plan to do another of this so I'm going back to bed. You guys can go ahead and take care of all of that without me." And before any of you can utter a word of protest, Joy's already up and gone, speed-walking back to her room.

"Seriously, Sooyoung?!" You shoot the closed bedroom door an affronted look, sinking into the betrayal from Joy's sudden departure.

Seeing you're all still frozen in disbelief and not paying any attention her way, Wendy uses that distraction as her cue to make her slow but not in any way slick attempt to ease her way out of the circle.

You all notice her immediately. "Um, Wendy?"

Her breath hitches once she feels your gazes on her and she pauses her movements, her face flushing in embarrassment. "I.. Uh.. I'm not really in the mood to take care of any kids right now and uh.. ima just.. yeah.." Wendy slithers into the room with Joy, locking the door.

You turn over to the remaining two, rolling your eyes. "Well, that's two members down. Anyone else trying to abandon me watch Yeri all alone?"

Irene quickly shakes her head. "Of course not, that would just be cruel."

"Yeah, I won't leave you hanging," Seulgi adds, a benevolent smile sharpening her lips.

You mirror her smile and let out a sigh of relief before sparing all of your attention back over at Yeri. "Well Yeri, it's still really early and kids your age need your long hours of sleep. I bet you're still pretty tired so we should probably take you back to bed—"

"—PIGGYBACK!"

You yelp, falling face forward into the carpet as Yeri lunges at you, clambering onto your back.

Irene and Seulgi instinctively jump back, gasping and staring at you in shock while you groan miserably, Yeri continuing to hold tightly onto you. "Carry me around like a pony, Y/N-ie! NOW!"

You whimper weakly into the carpet, struggling to even lift your head while you try to turn to the side.

You can already tell this is going to be a long day.

"I DON'T WANT!" Yeri shouts and shuns her head to the side in refusal, making it clear that she's not in any way keen on consuming the bowl of cereal Seulgi offers.

You and Irene immediately throw your heads back with exasperated groans and Seulgi defeatedly lowers the bowl, slowly scooting it back towards herself. "But Yeri, this is your favorite cereal! No one here eats it except for you! You literally bought this the other day just for yourself!"

"—NO. NO! I HATE!"

Seulgi purses her lips and Irene narrows her eyes at Yeri, an almost unnoticeable sigh escapes her lips. It's evident that Irene's patience with Yeri is waning, you know for a fact that yours already is(You guys have only reached the two-hour mark of babysitting Yeri, yet she's already burned off more than half of the energy that any of you use daily), but she still does her best to loosen her nerves and quickly replace her look exhaustion with a motherly smile so it's not as noticeable. "Yerim sweetie, you didn't want the eggs I made nor my pancakes. You didn't want me to make you oatmeal, you didn't want yogurt, you didn't want any kind of meat and you don't want this cereal so at this point, I'm not truly sure what you want or if you even want to eat."

The petulant toddler glares at you all, jutting her lower lip in an exaggerated pout as she bangs her fists on the table. "I WANT CUPCAKES!"

"Yeri, we already told you it's not good to eat desserts this early in the day," Seulgi reminds her calmly, but Yeri completely ignores her words entirely and bangs her fists on the hardwood once more, growling as she does.

"I WANT CUPCAKES!"

Yeri's persistent alright. You three have been dealing with this back-and-forth with her for the past half hour but it doesn't seem she's anywhere close to giving any of it up and her defiance hasn't deterred in the slightest; if anything, it's only increased. She's determined to have this go her way, to annoy the hell out of you all until you finally reach a breaking point and are given no choice but to give in to her wants, but then an idea—that you were proud of before you soon found out afterward that toddlers aren't stupid, especially when they're cranky like this—strikes you.

You reach over and take hold of the bowl, scooping a spoonful of the half-soggy cereal and playfully motioning it toward Yeri's mouth. "Hey, how about we pretend this cereal is cupcake flavored! Let's just take a big bite and—"

Yeri slaps the spoon from your hand without warning, the cereal and milk mixture splattering all around on the walls, floor and your face. You thin your lips into a straight line, clenching your fists as you try to maintain your composure and slowly wipe a hand over your face. "Okay then.."

Yeri crosses her arms, holding her frown. "I. Want. Cupcakes."

Seulgi turns to you and Irene. "Guys we've been dealing with this for the past thirty minutes, I don't think she'll accept anything else. Should we just go ahead and buy her some cupcakes?"

Irene sharply contorts her eyebrow in an arch at Seulgi, which is a nicer and more appropriate way of her saying "hell no."

Suddenly, Irene pulls out her phone typing away on it and momentarily, you feel a buzz go off in your lap and lift your phone, looking down at the screen to a new message from you and your members' group chat.

[BJH]

| Okay.. you guys can go ahead and get some

| cupcakes, but just know that we're not going

| to give in to Yeri that easily!

| When you two bring them we'll trick Yeri

| into thinking we're allowing her to eat them

| but instead give her some real breakfast food

| first and tell her to finish it before we allow

| her to actually eat any cupcakes.

| After eating, her little tummy will be so full

| that she won't even want the cupcakes

| anymore!

[You]

| KK >:)

[KSG]

| so we're not actually going to let her eat any

| cupcakes?

[BJH]

| Nope!

[KSG]

| ah..

| okie!

You and Seulgi look up from your phones and flash overly fake smiles Yeri's way. "Okay fine, Yeri. You win. We'll go get you the cupcakes!"

Yeri bubbles gleeful cheers and applauds happily hearing your change of mind as you and Seulgi sit up from the table and venture to your shared room to put on your jackets and slippers as you get ready to go downstairs to the cafe. After Seulgi wraps her hair into a bun, you two walk up to the front door, getting ready to open it, but not before making a quick turn to Yeri. "So Yeri, what flavor do you want—"

You cut yourself off, too appalled to even finish your sentence as every single one of your jaws fall ajar watching Yeri ferociously eat away at the cereal. The same one she just said she hated not even five minutes ago.

Seulgi clears her throat which brings Yeri's attention to her and she mutters, "I.. thought you said you hated that cereal.."

Yeri smiles cheekily. "No, I love it!" She stuffs another spoonful into her mouth.

"So.. you don't want any cupcakes?"

"Nope!"

You three silently exchange exhausted looks with each other, then at the mess in the kitchen and on the table from all of the earlier failed attempts all while Yeri happily and continuously stuffs her mouth, messily slurping up the milk and grain mixture.

"Get up!" you demand, taking Joy by the shoulders and roughly shaking her awake.

Joy whines, placing a pillow over her head to block you out. "Whyy?"

"Because I've been up since five watching over and entertaining Yeri! That little menace created a huge mess in the kitchen, she's been running back and forth all around the living room for the past hour, there are crayons and half-washed-off colored marker markings all over the walls, she almost escaped the dorm and exposed herself like four times already, I'm pretty sure she's caused Joohyun to already grow gray hairs from the amount of stress she's caused, she just never seems to lose energy, we just now got her situated and somewhat calmed down and we're just tired! We need help. I need a break, Sooyoung!

We're all supposed to be in this together anyway! So as long as you're here in this dorm, you're also responsible for Yeri. And if you love your members dearly and don't want to watch us age five more years every two hours then that should be a good enough reason to help us out. Now get up!"

Joy groans into the pillow as you continue to rattle her by the shoulders. You progressively get more aggressive the longer it takes for the stubborn woman to give you any sort of a verbal, coherent response. "Okay! Okay! I will! Just stop shaking me or else I'll find the nearest thing to me that's sold and painful to throw at your face!"

You chuckle at the loose threat and lightly pat Joy's head. "Good. And If you're not out here by the next thirty seconds I won't hesitate to drag you out of this bed by your ankles."

Joy huffs even louder in annoyance once you step out of the room because she knows you're not bluffing(She has a carpet burn scar on her knee from the last time she decided to not cooperate with you). She throws her blanket aside and lazily pushes herself out of bed, slumping her shoulders and stubbornly drags her feet out of the room, not without letting out an exaggerated groan loud enough just for you to hear to emphasize the absolute dread you're causing by making her do this.

She enters the living room, first taking a glance over at Seulgi, Wendy and Yeri who are still in their pajamas lying on the couch and watching TV, and then looks over at you and Irene who are standing near the door with keys in hand.

Joy arches an eyebrow in suspicion. "And where are you two going?"

"Well, Yeri doesn't want what they're serving down in the cafe for lunch and said she wants pizza instead. But most of the pizza spots today are closed since it's Sunday and the only places near us that are open are walk-in and drive-through orders only.."

"Oh."

With no further words needing to be said, you and Irene make your exit and Joy walks over to the couch, situating herself next to the TV-engaged Yeri. As Joy settles into the couch, Yeri turns to Joy's side profile, observing the older woman in awe as she flashes a sinuous grin. "Sooyoungie!"

Joy looks over at Yeri, smiling simply. "Hey, Yeri! Whatcha watching?"

"My Little Pony!"

"Ah, I see.." Joy trails off, nodding her head in slow, deliberate nods as she pans her attention to the TV, pretending to be interested in the kids' show. In the corner of her eye, she spots Seulgi and Wendy, noticing that they aren't even paying attention to Yeri or the show, too busy looking down at their phones. She sucks her teeth at them with a swift roll of her eyes, annoyed that they're leaving her all the responsibility to keep a close eye on watching Yeri, but she continues to watch the show nonetheless.

As Joy watches, she suddenly begins to feel eyes on her; tiny, toddler, Yeri-sized eyes burning into the side of her face. She tries to ignore the intense gaze, but the longer her stare lasts, the more uncomfortable and unsettled Joy becomes.

Joy finally turns her head to Yeri, locking eyes and quirks a brow. "What?.."

Yeri doesn't respond, and the two of them begin to have a silent stare-off until suddenly the younger girl slings her head over, sinking her tiny teeth into Joy's forearm.

Joy lets out a shriek, shaking her arm around in an attempt to throw Yeri off of her, but Yeri doesn’t budge. "AGH! WHAT THE HELL, YERI?! GUYS, GET HER OFF OF MEEE!"

Seulgi and Wendy flip their attention to Joy with horrified gasps, immediately dropping their devices and rushing over to pull Yeri away from her.

Joy continues to panic and shriek with Yeri's teeth remaining sunken into her skin. Wendy pulls Joy back while Seulgi tries to pull Yeri the opposite way.

After seconds of this brutal game of tug-a-war, Seulgi and Wendy finally manage to split the two away from each other.

Joy quickly stands up from the couch, backing far away from everyone while Seulgi holds Yeri down in her lap, or at least is trying her best to as Yeri's feet and arms flail around wildly, aimlessly smacking Seulgi in the face over and over.

"YOU LITTLE.." Joy holds an accusing finger at Yeri, then takes a second to glance down at her arm and gasps dramatically once she sees the bite mark on her skin. "DEMON! You're nothing but a puppy-sized demon!"

Yeri laughs wickedly at Joy's episode of distress, kicking her feet in the air and squirming her tiny body all around like a fish out of water as Seulgi struggles to keep her down.

Joy grits her teeth at Yeri, clenching her jaw. "This isn't funny! You're crazy! You hear me?!"

Wendy quickly steps over to Joy, gently placing a hand on her shoulder as she speaks calmly in her ear, "Yeri's just three, Sooyoung. Well.. technically not really.. but right now she is?.. Whatever— You get what I mean. What I'm trying to say is that she's just acting her age, she's not a demon. Calm down."

"She's literally bit my arm!"

"And three-year-olds normally do that, I'm pretty sure. She doesn't understand that she's hurting you anyway, she's just trying to have fun, even if means biting, kicking people and causing us great amounts of pain. We just need to be patient with her."

Joy squints her eyes. "Yeah, whatever."

"Come on, I'll get her to apologize to you and let her know why her action was wrong."

Wendy places a hand on Joy's lower back to turn her around and guide her towards Yeri, but right as the two turn their heads, a pillow is launched, slamming directly into Joy's face.

Wendy ducks down in a late reaction while Joy stumbles to the floor, the impact making her back collide against the wall behind her. Her eyes blaze with immense fury hearing Yeri's menacing laughs echo, knowing full and well that's where the pillow came from and what her intent was. "Alright, that's it! She's really asking for it now!"

Joy pushes herself to her feet, snatching up the pillow and charges towards Yeri.

Wendy's eyes widen and she quickly chases after Joy, holding her back by her shoulders.

"Let me at her!"

"No! She's just a toddler!" Wendy continues to remind Joy, grunting as she struggles to hold her back.

Yeri continues to sit in the exhausted Seulgi's lap, pointing her finger out and cackling at Joy's frustration and futile attempts to get at her.

"Just!.. Let me!.." Joy growls.

"No!"

Joy narrows her eyes into slits, realizing that Wendy will indeed keep her restrained until her anger comes to a quell. But Joy knows she won't be able to calm down anytime soon unless she's allowed to release her anger in some physical way, that's the only way it'll truly dissipate.

Realizing that Wendy isn't holding back any of her arms, she uses the opportunity to chuck the pillow Yeri's way.

Unfortunately for Joy with the horrible aim of her left arm, the pillow doesn't even graze over the little one, instead, smacking the poor, unknowing Seulgi in the eye as she lifts her head a second too early.

Irene rubs ointment on Joy's injury as Joy sits on the bathroom counter, coldly glaring down at Yeri who's standing alongside Irene. "Now Yerim-ah.. why did you bite Joy?"

Yeri shrugs simply, the blunt reaction making Joy clench her lips and hold the same accusing finger down at her, her arm shaking with fury. "Because she's a demon!"

Yeri sticks her tongue out teasingly at Joy which only stokes the older girl's irritation and urges her to claw her fingers out for the youngling.

Irene pinches the bridge of her nose, internally sighing to herself with a defeated head shake. It was already enough of a task for Irene practically having to mother five oversized children(you all), Joy and Yeri being the worst to keep out of arguments, but now she has to deal with the same thing except with an actual child?

The two continue their endless bickering while Irene places a bandage on Joy's arm as she tries to drown them out, and down in the kitchen, you walk up to the dining table, pulling yourself out a slice from the pizza box. As you savor a cheesy bite, you suddenly hear Wendy call out for everyone with a sense of urgency. "Guys! Guys! Come here! I think I might've figured out why Yeri turned into a toddler!"

"Wait, huh? Seriously?" You hurriedly skip over to the couch where Wendy is and take a seat beside her, taking a look at her computer screen.

Everyone else emerges from their rooms and gathers around with swiftness, except for Yeri who goes to grab herself some pizza.

"Okay guys, so Seulgi might've actually been onto something earlier! On this website, it says that this is a very rare occurrence, happening to only 1 in 1,000,000,000 people, but it states that if a person consumes a hot beverage right before going to bed, aka the hot chocolate Yeri drank, and then happens to have some sort of dream of themselves as their child self, whether the dream is set in their current reality or some timeline in their childhood, then there's a very very tiny chance that person could wake up in real life as their child self and in whatever period their dream was set.

So if they dreamt that they were a kid but were still re-enacting their current daily life then they'll wake up in the same life except as their child-self, and if they dreamt of themselves as a child but were existing at some point in their childhood then they'll wake up as a child and back in their old childhood days. Basically, it's like they're shifting between different realities or dimensions.

It doesn't specify what causes or why the person has those dreams, but I remember we were all looking at old pictures and talking about our childhood days sometime yesterday, so maybe those memories continued to linger in Yeri's mind as she slept and caused her to have a dream about being a child again.

Also, a big factor that allows for any of this to happen is belief. The dream has to be as realistic as possible, to the point that the person who's in the dream doesn't even realize they're dreaming! The longer they believe that they're still a kid and that what's around them is real, it won't take much longer until their dream ultimately becomes their reality."

You and Seulgi stare at Wendy with full interest, Irene's completely lost and Joy.. well, she's just unimpressed.

"That sounds fake and literally makes zero sense," Joy remarks bluntly. "Like what does drinking anything hot before bed have to do with any of what you just said?"

Wendy narrows her eyes at Joy and throws her hands up. "I don't know, man, maybe it does some kind of stimulating to the mind? If we're being real, absolutely nothing about this day makes sense, but this is the only website that had an answer that made enough sense for our situation! I'm just telling you all what the site says, okay? In not a genius!"

Joy huffs and folds her arms. "Well, I think this is all just nonsense."

Irene can already smell another argument brewing between the two, and not wanting to hear any annoying bickering she quickly buts in to prevent it. "—Well, how about we ask Yeri what she dreamt last night so we can see if it's anywhere accurate to what Wendy's telling us."

Wendy shakes her head. "Oh yeah I forgot to mention, the person isn't going to remember anything about the dream. Like at all."

You all squint and tilt your heads, more confused than ever now. Wendy almost had you had you for a second, and then she completely lost you.

"So if the person who turned into the child and had the dream doesn't remember the dream they had.. then how would the person who wrote this website even know anything about it?! Like where is any of this information coming from?!"

"Yeah, none of this is adding up."

"I'm so confused.."

Wendy throws her hands up again, her laptop slightly sliding down her thighs. "Guys, I already told you I'm not a genius! This information is just as new to me as it is to you! I went through every possible website I could and this was the only one that seemed reliable enough! Out of all the things I've read, just trust me on this when I say I'm like 90% sure this is our likely answer."

You all still aren't that much more convinced, but at this point, you don't have anything to lose, well, you definitely do, but you all just need to try something.

Joy sucks her teeth. "Okay, whatever you say. So what's the solution to turning Yeri back?"

Wendy scrolls down to the last page of the website. "She needs to drink an entire glass of ice water with a tablespoon of cinnamon in it, bathe in lukewarm water with a mixture of sunflower petals and raw honey for exactly 23 minutes, not go to sleep any later than an hour after taking the bath and when she does sleep she needs to lay upright."

"Yeri! Stop running around and being so loud! There are people below and next door to us!" you bellow as Yeri's tiny legs sprint from room to room. Your voice is practically gone with this being about the millionth you've had to repeat these words in just the last hour, and of course, to none of your surprise, Yeri does the complete opposite of your demands, only becoming noisier and more heavy-footed. You're honestly not sure why you even bother anymore.

You try capturing the little munchkin as she bolts past you out of your bedroom, but your futile attempt only leads to you wrapping your arms around nothingness and falling to your knees. Seulgi also attempts to grab Yeri but her efforts are to no avail; the klutzy bear ends up diving head-first into the floor, the hyperactive toddler slipping out of her reach right when she almost had her.

Luckily, Irene ends up catching Yeri by surprise, snatching her up and sitting her on her hip. "You really are a handful.." Irene sighs.

"Why did Yeri never tell us about how much of an actual menace she was as a child?.." Seulgi grumbles, pushing herself up from the floor, moaning and groaning with every ache in her body as she stands. You drag your feet over to the couch, throwing yourself down into the cushions.

"I want a doll!" Yeri randomly blurts out.

Irene playfully pinches the little one's cheek, a passive-aggressive smile curving her lips. "Well, do you think you really deserve for us to buy you a toy after the way you've been acting today?"

"Yes!"

Irene narrows her eyes. "Seriously, Yeri?"

Yeri nods, shouting another confident, "Yes." Irene shakes her head. "No, Yeri. We're not buying you a doll."

Yeri's smile is immediately wiped with a frown. "I want a doll! I want a doll! I want a doll!"

You and Seulgi groan in unison, covering your ears as Yeri starts yet another one of her many ear-bleeding tantrums.

"Yeri, shh! I said no!"

"Listen to your oldest," Wendy says in passing as she exits the bathroom, bopping Yeri's nose teasingly, which Wendy quickly finds out to never make the mistake of again as the angry toddler slaps her hand.

Wendy glares at Yeri, taking small steps back with caution and soothes the stinging sensation from her hand. "Brat."

While Yeri continues to scream and whine about, a series of knocks is soon heard from the front door. Everyone's hearts drop in an instant and you all completely come to a paralyze, shooting each other pointed looks in the silence.

"Who's that?!"

"I don't know!"

"What if someone filed a noise complaint on us and sent staff up here!"

You frantically swing your head around, taking brief glances around the dorm before landing your eyes on Irene. "Uhh, Hyunie, you need to go lock yourself and Yeri in the bathroom to keep yourselves hidden. You know, just in case." Irene nods to your order without any question or protest and rushes her and Yeri inside the bathroom, making sure not to forget to lock the door. Yeri attempts to voice out a word of frustration, but Irene quickly slaps a hand over her mouth to shut her up.

Yeri fights against Irene's silencing and pulls down on her hand. She manages to pull her hand down just enough for her lips to be visible. "I WANT A DO—"

Irene muffles Yeri's voice again in swiftness, quickly clutching her hand over her mouth. "Shh! We'll get you a doll later, okay?!" Irene whispers harshly, and Yeri nods, but in an act of pettiness, Yeri darts her tongue out, licking the crevasses of Irene's palm. Irene yelps, reflexing her hand back in instinct and immediately wipes her hand on her shirt in repulsion.

The rest of you flatten out your clothes, combing your fingers through your hair and throw the pillows back onto the couch in a rushed attempt to make yourselves and the place look somewhat presentable. You and Seulgi stand next to each other while Wendy anxiously approaches the door. She carefully flicks the top lock, then the bottom lock, and slowly, she turns the knob, her heart racing faster and faster with each passing second.

She pulls the door back slowly and hesitantly peaks her head between the tiny opening, but her nerves cool down almost instantly once her eyes lay on the standing figure. "Sooyoung?!"

"Uh, yes?" Joy shoots Wendy a questioning look, a shopping bag held in her hand.

Oh yeah. You guys forgot you sent Joy out to go buy the ingredients for Yeri's remedy.

Joy steps past Wendy and enters the dorm, growing even more confused now and wondering as to why you all look so spooked seeing her, looking at her as if she'd grown two heads. "Hello?"

"Sorry, we just thought you were someone else." You take the grocery bag from Joy and walk up to the bathroom door, "Never mind guys, false alarm! You can come back out now!"

As you walk away over to the kitchen counter and empty out the bag, out from the bathroom comes a smiley Yeri and a grimacing Irene who for some reason won't stop wiping her hand on her shirt in disgust.

"I want my dolly now! Please! Please! Pleaseee!" Yeri begs, jumping up and down and looking up at you all with big, pleading eyes, protruding her bottom lip.

Everyone's eyes immediately land on Irene, which catches her completely off guard and she looks at you all with a sharp upturn of her eyebrow. "Um, don't look at me. I already spent my hard-earned money on that pizza earlier today."

Joy scoffs, folding her arms. "Well, I just spent my hard-earned money buying those stupid ingredients for Yeri."

Oh, so they want to play this game now? "Oh, well I paid for the gas that allowed Joohyun to even drive to the pizza place!" you quickly add.

"And—And— I bought Yeri those papers and colors to draw with earlier, you know!"

All eyes now land on Wendy, awaiting for what excuse she'll try to make.

Wendy side-eyes you all, sucking her teeth as she silently curses you all out in her mind. "Fine, I'll buy it."

Yeri runs up to Wendy, embracing her tiny arms tightly around her calves. "Thank you, Seungwanie!"

The small, yet adorable gesture manages to break Wendy's scowl and she looks down at her youngest member, smiling tenderly with her lips and eyes. "Aww.. of course, Yeri! It's noth— AGH!"

Wendy inhales sharply, biting the inside of her cheek and balling her fists to her sides to refrain from punching Yeri as she feels a pair of teeth chomping at her thigh.

Irene quickly runs up to the two, extracting that little demon leech from Wendy and holds her in close. "God.. Yeri, you really gotta stop doing that."

It's nighttime now and Yeri's all snuggled up in Irene's bed, watching videos on Wendy's computer while she uses her miniature toy brush to brush through the hair of her newly bought doll.

You've all already eaten dinner, which was once again pizza because Yeri didn't even attempt to give the beef soup that the cafe was serving downstairs a chance. It was 8 pm and you all were too exhausted and burned out just at the mere thought of putting up another fight with that menace when you knew it would lead to nowhere.

Everyone's taken their showers and Irene took Yeri her special bath, which was a lot easier to get through than she had expected, if she doesn't include the part where Yeri wouldn't stop splashing her in the face with water every few seconds. But other than that, everything went smoothly.

Yeri's also drunk her cup of cinnamon water so all that's left now is for her to sleep and await for what the results will show in the morning.

Seulgi was the first victim of sleep, the poor girl didn't even make it to her bed—one minute you saw her standing near the couch, next thing you knew, she was face-down into the pillows passed clean out. Next was Joy who not too long after Seulgi went to bed once deciding to call it a night for herself. Wendy was going to stay up with you to watch over Yeri as Irene left to take her shower, but what went from seeing Wendy on the brink of sleep, nodding off every other minute every time you stole a glance her way eventually led to hearing loud snores and spotting a sleeping Wendy laying beside Yeri, who was too engrossed with whatever was playing on the computer to notice her older member.

Suffice to say that Yeri was successful in completely wearing everyone out today.

"Yeri! Aren't you excited to become an adult again?" you ask enthusiastically from the other side of the room as you sit crisscross in your bed. Yeri lifts her gaze from the screen and looks at you silently, tilting her head with a clear look of confusion.

Oh yeah, Yeri's still lost about the whole, 'She was once an adult but in some freaky way she transformed into a toddler but she didn't really just transform since she's technically in another dimension so now you all have to do a remedy to change her back' thing.

Though she's(obviously)way younger now, she's shown to not be as naive nor gullible, because she's so damn stubborn, so she doesn't believe any of this and just thinks you've all gone crazy, which you're honesty not too upset with since her thinking that you're all crazy and just accepting these weird remedies is way better than if she were to be freaking out and putting up a fight, making it 100x harder for you all.

"N-Nevermind," you mutter, awkwardly scratching your neck. Yeri shrugs and resumes back to watching her video.

Irene soon arrives back from her shower, standing between the bedroom entrance and glancing at the two of you with a soft smile. "Alright, Yerim-ah. Time for bed!"

Yeri shoots a nasty glare Irene's way, then throws her head back with a whine. "I don't wanna!"

Your eyes widen and you quickly clutch your ears, tugging the covers up to pull yourself under. "Oh god, please no. Not another tantrum."

Irene shakes her head and walks up to Yeri, picking her up from the bed as she continues to whine and squirm around. "Don't worry, Y/N. I know how to get her to sleep quickly."

She better. You slightly peak from under the blanket and watch as Irene carries Yeri out of the room, Yeri continuing her relentless fit.

—

"Wow, that was so quick?! You put her to sleep in like what, five minutes? How the hell you do that?"

"I've got my ways," Irene smirks, looking down at the sleeping Yeri, of course, not forgetting to have her lying upright.

As you two continue to silently watch Yeri, you can feel yourself suddenly grow worrisome as thoughts of the remedy not working on Yeri start to creep up. If none of this ends up working and Yeri's not back to her old self by morning then this situation is going to go from 100x to 1000000x real quick, especially since your normal schedule starts again early at the crack of dawn.

You turn your head to Irene, poking the inside of your cheek with your tongue anxiously, "Do you think this is going to work?"

Irene looks at you, a lopsided smile tracing her lips and a hopeful gleam in her eyes as she lets out a quiet yawn. "I really hope so."

You smile shortly and pin your focus back on the slumbering Yeri. But then your eyebrows furrow and you quickly make a double take back at Irene, looking down at her right hand which holds an unopened bottle of wine and the other with a wine glass.

Irene catches your questioning stare from the corner of her vision but doesn't turn her head to look at you entirely. "Don't look at me like that, this girl stressed me the hell out today. I deserve this, don't you think?"

You both chuckle lightly as you playfully shove her shoulder, and after a little while longer watching over Yeri, positive that she's deep in her sleep, you two exit the bedroom, carefully closing the door behind you and retire back to your own bedroom.

Well, you carry the slumbering Seulgi from the couch first before making it to the bedroom and Irene stumbles into the kitchen to pour herself a glass and drink the stress away.

You carefully tuck Seulgi into bed and then yourself after flickering off the lights. You snuggle your head deep into your pillows and lay on your hands, closing your eyes with a sigh. "This better work."

The early morning sun rays peak through the narrow cracks of your curtains, the light shining brightly and warmly as it cascades over your face, prying you from your sleep.

You stretch out your arms, yawning, and look over at your nightstand clock. 6:39 am. Welp, looks like you've completely overslept since you were supposed to be up and getting ready over thirty minutes ago for the 7 am group workout.

You don't decide to waste any time longer and hop out of bed, beginning to rummage through your drawers, just blindly picking out a random pair of workout clothes to wear since you kinda don't have the time to be picky right now.

You hurriedly slip them on while hopping on one foot as you also make your way into the bathroom. You complete all of your necessities—brushing your teeth, skimming through your skincare and fixing your hair—and after getting through with that, you exit the bathroom and make your way into the kitchen where everyone else already lies. They all munch on the breakfast Irene had cooked as they exchange quiet conversation.

Everyone greets you with quiet "Hey"s and "Good morning"s once they spot you approaching and you give them a small wave.

Not wanting anything too heavy on your stomach, you pull out a yogurt cup from the fridge and take a seat at the dining table. As you slurp on your yogurt, you notice your eyes keep on fixating on the member next to you. You try paying no mind to it, but as your eyes continue to adjust to the figure, they suddenly widen and you pause your eating once you realize why you can't stop peeking in their direction.

It's Yeri.

In her adult form.

You gasp dramatically, coming to a full turn in her direction and unintentionally grabbing the attention of your other members. "Yeri?!"

Startled, Yeri stops motioning the fork to her mouth and turns to you, arching a brow in confusion. "Yes?"

You quickly lean over and engulf her in a tight embrace. "Oh my gosh, Yeri!"

Yeri, still barely woken up, confusedly wraps her arms around you too, slowly patting your back and looks up at the rest of your members unsurely. They shoot her looks back, silently letting her know they're equally as confused by your actions.

You finally lean back from the hug, looking around at everyone with a bright smile. "Guys, it worked! Yeri's gone back to normal!"

Everyone's confusion only seems to deepen the more you talk. "What are you talking about?" Joy asks with furrowed eyebrows.

Your excitement's quickly killed off as your members now bring the collective confusion over to you."Yesterday.. when Yeri had turned into a toddler, we all had to keep her here and watch over her for the entire day and then we had to do some kind of spell to change her back to her adult self again?"

Everyone turns to each other, concern now laced in their eyes more than anything else. Irene walks up to you, placing her hand on your forehead. "Um.. are you feeling okay?"

"Yeah, are you, Y/N? Because you're making no sense right now," Wendy says.

You're probably more confused than your members now.. because how could they not remember any of what you just said? Why are they looking at you as if you're crazy? "Guys, why are you so confused? We literally—"

You catch yourself from saying anything more before facepalming yourself. "Don't.. tell me that was all just a stupid dream.." you mutter, more so to yourself.

A dream?.. A dream! Of course, it had to have been a dream! It's the only logical explanation to this, considering how oddly calm you all were waking up to a toddler in the middle of your living room when, realistically, you know damn well the dorm would've erupted into literal chaos and panic if Yeri was ever missing and instead of being able to find her all you could find was a random toddler who for some reason looks identical like her. And how everyone immediately drew to the conclusion and just accepted that Yeri had turned into said toddler without any further questions or speculation. Or when you all found the supposed reasoning as to why she even turned into the toddler in the first place making absolutely no sense and the remedy for it being completely random.

Even though the dream was oddly long and felt a little too real, it still should've all been so obvious to you with how stupidly unrealistic the plot was from the start! But.. when a person's in a dream you suppose no one usually ever realizes they're in one until they wake up, so you can't really blame yourself too much on being fooled by your own mind.

"Was what a dream?" Seulgi asks, tilting her head in curiosity.

You look at her with a sheepish smile, placing your fingers on your temples as you quickly shake your head. "N-Nothing! Forget it! Forget I even said anything! Let's just hurry up and finish eating so we can go downstairs."

Everyone exchanges confused and concerned looks once more, but in an unspoken agreement, they decide to not question you any further on this and continue back to finishing their breakfast, resuming back to where they left off in conversations. You eat in silence, deliberately avoiding eye contact with anyone, even when you can still feel Yeri's curious gaze on you.

After about ten minutes, everyone's done eating and is packing up their gym bags. You don't bother to exit as a group, you all never usually do anyway, so Wendy and Seulgi are the first ones to leave. Irene and Joy don't take long to tag after them which leaves you and Yeri as the last ones to leave.

Yeri kneels in front of the front door tying her shoes and you lean against the dining table as you watch her, waiting for her to finish so you two can leave together. She soon stands up and gets ready to open the door to leave, but in an act of impulse, you abruptly call her to a halt, "Hey, Yeri!"

She stops motioning her hand to the doorknob and turns her head to you. "Yeah?"

"I know this is going to sound random, but I'm just saying.. if you're ever given the chance to, please, for the sanity of me and the members, do not ever, and I mean ever turn yourself into a toddler."

Yeri quirks her head to the side, completely confused about where you'd even get an idea like that from but she chuckles, nodding to your suggestion, "Oh, uh.. okay? I promise I won't?"

You chuckle awkwardly with her and push yourself up from the table, walking over to her as she begins to open the door again. In your footing, you end up stepping on something small, not enough to make you trip, but it does cause you slight discomfort and you gasp from its unexpectedness.

Yeri quickly turns to you, halfway stepping out the door. "Y/N? You alright?"

You lift your foot from the tiny object and take a step back from it to observe, holding a thumbs up in reassurance. "Yeah, I'm good. I just stepped on a—"

You choke on your words, struggling to suppress a gasp and quickly bend down, taking a closer look at the object. A sense of familiarity washes over you as you observe it, and the longer you stare the quicker you realize why it's so familiar to you. You pick it up and hold it closer to your eyes, trying to make sure this is what you think it is, and the more you take in the tiny details, the more you're certain that this is the exact toy brush that came with the doll Wendy had bought for Yeri yesterday.

The toy brush from the doll Wendy bought for the toddler Yeri in your dream. And it's right here, in the middle of the living room.

You and your members are all adults, you don't have any toys and none of you have brought any kids over who could've left their toys like this behind that could explain why this is here.

So wait.. If this isn't yours, your members' or a kid's you know, then does this mean..

"Y/N?" Yeri calls out again, except this time she's out in the hallway already leaving you behind. "Come on, we seriously have to get going!"

You silently stare at the brush a few seconds longer before quickly stuffing the trinket into your pocket and standing back up, jogging after Yeri. You can worry about this later.

"My bad! Coming!"

And it was ALL a dream.. *WOOSH* *BOOM* *SPARKS* *FIREWORKS* *CRACKLES* or was it? Ngl I really just pulled that the explanation and cure for Yeri right out of my ass idk what the hell I was writing, but anyways HAPPY TENTH ANNIVERSARY TO MY CAKE GIRLS !!! I LOVE THEM SO SO MUCH AHHH!!!

— Seulgiwifee ໒꒰ྀི♡˵ᴗ͈ . ᴗ͈ ꒱ྀི১

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